Chapter 642: Dreamlike Divine Essence

A lotus in the eternal blue sky, a sigh left in the void—with that, it vanished forever, never to reappear in the human world.

Many people were filled with deep emotion and even a sense of loss; such a world-shaking Great Emperor had vanished forever.

In his prime, he was full of vigor and charisma, as handsome as jade. In his youth, he was audacious, leaving his peers far behind and astonishing the world.

Now, the hero, white-haired, was gone forever, returned to the yellow earth.

His glory overshadowed an entire era; no one could contend with his brilliance. Even the sun and moon in the sky could only dim in comparison.

His contemporaries had long since passed away, overshadowed by him and long gone. Only he remained, lonely in the world, but now his curtain call had finally come.

What would the Azure Emperor have been like at twenty, so grand and heroic? What a sight at forty, with such a heroic spirit? And at a hundred, how unparalleled and invincible?

Everyone present couldn't help but ask themselves: if they were the same age, how vast would the gap be between them and the Azure Emperor? If they were of the same generation, how far would they be left behind?

Even living fossil-level figures compared themselves, wondering what state the Azure Emperor would have been in at over three thousand years old. Certainly not struggling with a dwindling lifespan—most likely, he would have been invincible throughout history!

Many young women were deeply moved, thinking that if they could have accompanied the Azure Emperor, their lives would have been without regret.

Clad in green, heroic throughout his life, he ultimately came from chaos and returned to chaos, leaving behind only a sigh.

Sword qi transformed into a thousand illusions, stirring winds and clouds, and a swath of sword light illuminated the endless mountains of Tailin. Not everyone was lost in sentiment; many had already moved to seize the green copper block.

All kinds of magical artifacts emerged, and divine weapons and sharp blades appeared simultaneously. Golden tripods, stone bells, copper pagodas, silver furnaces, and more flew out, filling the sky and descending together.

The Immortal Transformation Pond was the birthplace of the Azure Emperor; he had rooted himself on the green copper block, and even now, his legacy was still tied to it. No one could resist its allure!

The Golden Taiji Circle appeared. With a loud shout, Ye Fan battled various powerful figures as swathes of immortal light surged from the lake, providing him with boundless magical power.

As soon as this circle appeared, all spells failed to touch him. He sent a Half-Step Great Power flying, who coughed blood and trembled.

*Puff*

Meanwhile, the Northern Emperor Wang Teng appeared, even more formidable. His Martial Dao Heavenly Eye opened, his gaze shimmering, revealing the mysteries of the cosmic starry sky, with every beam of light like a primordial sword.

*Clang, Clang*...

Wang Teng's gaze was like an ocean, and his Martial Dao Heavenly Eye radiated light, slashing down like heavenly swords. He cut a Great Power's sacrificial furnace into pieces, finally piercing it.

*Puff*

His black hair fluttered, and his eyes sparked with electricity. Taking one step, he arrived, holding the Heavenly Emperor Sword, and slashed horizontally. A flash of blood appeared as a head flew off.

A Great Power was thus beheaded by him, his body and head separated, each flying in a different direction. Blood gushed out far, staining the edge of the Immortal Transformation Pond red.

*Bang*

A Demon Lord stepped forward, about to grab the green copper block, when golden divine light surged from under Wang Teng's feet. An ancient emperor's chariot appeared, encircled by nine true dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine white tigers, and nine black tortoises, its radiance submerging heaven and earth.

The chariot rushed past, pushing the Demon Lord back. The green copper block flew up, becoming masterless again, and Wang Teng extended his hand to grab it.

*Clang*

Ye Fan transformed into a dragon-shaped Dao mark curve from the Taiji Divine Diagram and crashed over, sending Wang Teng's chariot flying to the side with a tremendous shock, almost overturning it.

“You're asking for death!” Wang Teng, utterly cold, raised his sword and cleaved, unleashing a golden rainbow.

On the other side, several Eastern Barren Holy Lords took action, reaching out to contend for the green copper, as various Holy Lord-level weapons appeared simultaneously.

*Boom!*

Suddenly, at the ancient Dragon Vein cave, mists and vibrant energy soared into the sky. The Monkey raised his great staff and swept horizontally, piercing through an ancestral root, causing over a dozen creatures to flee—some resembling small horses, others like flying swallows...

“Dream-level divine marrow!”

Everyone exclaimed in surprise; a fragrant aroma wafted from there, permeating everyone's bones and souls, even from a great distance.

*Bang*

The Monkey extended a large golden hand, seizing a squirrel-like creature. He let out a long howl to the sky, doing his utmost to refine it into a piece of dragon marrow.

“Heavens, dream-level divine marrow!”

All the Sect Masters could no longer remain calm. Many abandoned the struggle for the green copper block and rushed directly towards the ancient Dragon Vein cave, for to those whose lifespan was nearing its end, that was the most precious immortal treasure in the world.

The Monkey had caught one, and everyone else was excited. There were still over ten immortal spirits; if they could catch them all, what an incredible divine treasure it would be!

Of course, the green copper was a treasure of Zhongzhou, and it was impossible for all top figures to give up on it. Many were still contending for it, all striving with all their might.

Ye Fan and Wang Teng were almost locked in battle. Ye Fan used the Fighting Saint Art to manifest the Golden Taiji Circle, which was impervious to all spells, replenishing his divine power with the light of the Immortal Pond to fight the Northern Emperor.

The two clashed fiercely; ordinary figures couldn't even approach. Only Holy Lords could contend with them. Both sides harbored deadly intentions, making the battle exceptionally brutal.

*Bang*

A golden Taiji descended from the sky, clashing with the nine dragons, nine phoenixes, nine tigers, and nine black tortoises, emitting earth-shattering roars. The golden chariot rumbled like thunder, with myriad electric lights, dazzling brightly.

Above it, an ancient emperor's phantom was vaguely visible, almost materializing, emitting a terrifying fluctuation that made one's scalp tingle.

The sounds were incessant, with thunderous tremors. Ye Fan's Golden Taiji Circle and the ancient chariot both trembled, almost shattering.

At this moment, Ye Fan was terrified. If not for the immortal light surging like a sea, this ancient chariot would truly be difficult to contend with; the emperor's phantom above it was simply too terrifying.

*Boom*

With another violent tremor, Ye Fan unleashed all of his forbidden immortal techniques, including the Six Seals, making the Immortal Transformation Lake his own. The void was filled with imprints and mysterious characters, swimming like small dragons.

The golden ancient chariot was also like a deep ocean, with golden divine light surging out. The four great creatures, nine of each, guarded it as if protecting the Ziwei Ancient Emperor Star, making all tremble.

*Boom*

Finally, the ancient emperor's phantom opened its eyes, emitting a cry like the beginning of the universe, instantly piercing through heaven and earth. Ye Fan felt a chill throughout his body and retreated.

“Ah...”

A series of screams erupted as over a dozen powerful cultivators behind them stained the yellow earth with their blood, all collapsing, pierced by the power unleashed by the ancient emperor's phantom.

“Ye Fan, give me your life!” Wang Teng roared, bringing his Heavenly Emperor Sword down in a cleave. His Martial Dao Heavenly Eye also opened, and at the same time, a strange power struck.

Ye Fan's heart trembled. He sensed a familiar aura; the opponent possessed a power that felt strangely familiar and close to him!

The Nine Secrets!

The opponent was using the Nine Secrets against him—obviously a terrifying ultimate technique. At this moment, Ye Fan used the "Line" (Movement) Secret, dodging to one side, then unleashed various ultimate techniques, combining many secret arts into one attack.

With a roar, his Source Art stirred the Immortal Lake, making it boil and surge like a vast ocean to contend against the Northern Emperor.

*Boom*

Suddenly, a violent tremor came from afar. The Great Xia Emperor had regained control of the Taihuang Sword and was rushing here from a distant mountain peak, his Extreme Emperor's might surging forth.

This was a very terrifying power; although not as fearsome as in the hands of a Saint Spirit, capable of cutting down meteorites from outside the domain, it could still obliterate all living beings present.

However, he dared not attack everyone at once. After all, in this world, Great Xia was not the only one with Extreme Emperor Weapons; other major forces also possessed them. If he killed everyone now, someone would surely dare to destroy Great Xia in the future.

On the other side, the Red Dragon Daoist and Peacock King also regained control of the Primordial Azure Lotus, confronting the Taihuang Sword and instantly offsetting most of the Emperor's might; otherwise, the area would have completely collapsed.

*Boom*

Duan De finally took action, surprisingly standing with the Old Blind Man. Two incomplete Emperor Weapons combined, forming the most terrifying Ancient Heaven-Devouring Demonic Jar.

At this moment, everyone trembled with fear as a faint, ethereal sigh emanated, terrifying many living fossil-level figures.

“The divine spirit within this Extreme Emperor Weapon is still alive and easily revived!” Everyone's hair stood on end. If it unleashed even one strike, millions of Qinling mountains would cease to exist.

Duan De and the Old Blind Man did not focus on the green copper; instead, they unexpectedly appeared before the ancient Dragon Vein cave, contending for the dream-level divine marrow.

There was only one so-called dream-level divine marrow plant, but its growth was terrifying. Some small creatures had been born from the main plant; although they were very agile and possessed extreme speed, it was difficult for them all to escape under an Emperor Weapon.

As soon as the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Jar appeared, supreme imperial might surged, spreading across the land. It instantly plunged into the ground, forcibly capturing two creatures: a small golden dog and a small pink mouse.

“Haha...” Duan Fatty laughed wildly, though his eyes then glanced at the green copper in the distance. The Old Blind Man's eyes rolled back, revealing his true heavenly eye, and he was incredibly excited.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of others grew redder with greed. A portion of the top figures who were contending for the green copper block rushed over and entered the ancient cave.

*Boom!*

The Central Emperor appeared, moving with grand and sweeping gestures. Every punch collapsed a section of the ancient cave as he advanced step by step towards the deepest part of the dragon vein.

At the same time, the Holy Lords of the Ji Family, Yaoguang, and Jiang Family, among others, arrived almost covered in blood, having slain several powerful enemies, and plunged into the dragon cave.

“Roar...”

Top figures roared, shaking mountains and rivers, locked in a fight to the death.

By the Immortal Pond, the battle had reached a white-hot intensity. As many as eight Holy Lord-level figures had died—a world-shaking event, for in the era when ancient emperors vanished, they were the masters of this great land!

*Clang, Clang*...

Ye Fan and Wang Teng, locked in combat, finally separated again. Wang Teng's golden ancient chariot was truly peculiar, possessing endless secret arts and displaying a peerless secret method of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor, which he used to slay a second Great Power!

It could be said that in this place, driving the golden ancient chariot, he was nearly invincible, sweeping all before him.

“Ye Fan, give me your life!”

*Bang*...

Another fierce battle ensued, and the Golden Taiji Circle was almost shattered. However, the immortal lake here provided endless immortal light that could be borrowed, compensating for Ye Fan's lack of magical power.

He fought using Source Art and Saint Arts against this powerful enemy.

Facing the golden ancient chariot, not only was Ye Fan wary, but other Holy Lords and Demon Lords also felt great fear and had to retreat.

Because, once the ancient emperor's phantom on the golden chariot opened its eyes, it could almost obliterate all powerful enemies, and everyone had to dodge.

The struggle was brutal, and many died unnatural deaths. But the green copper block had not yet fallen into anyone's hands; anyone who rushed close invariably perished.

*Boom!*

Over a dozen cultivators were sent flying into the Immortal Lake. One of them let out a cry of surprise as he stepped on a fist-sized object, which pierced his sole, leaving him bleeding profusely.

“This is...”

When others saw that object, they were all shocked: it was a fragment of a legendary Sacred Weapon!

*Puff*

This cultivator was instantly reduced to a bloody mist. A group of powerful figures pounced over, contending for the fragment.

On the shore, the various heroes battled. Wang Teng himself could fight Holy Lords and was unmatched in the world. Moreover, standing on the golden ancient chariot, on which an ancient emperor's phantom occasionally opened its eyes to obliterate powerful figures, he swept all before him.

Here, only Ye Fan, using Source Art, could contend with him. It must be said that the Source Heavenly Book, which captured the mysteries of the heavens, could make a person omnipotent in such a peerless dragon immortal land.

Finally, the Northern Emperor gained the absolute initiative. He was the first to rush to the green copper block, grabbing it into his hand. His eyes looked towards Ye Fan not far away, revealing a cold gleam.

*Dong*

However, suddenly the green copper block trembled, flying up from Wang Teng's hand and soaring towards Ye Fan. At this critical moment, Ye Fan finally unleashed the "Soldier" (Weapon) Secret, which he had just begun to grasp, to seize another's Saint Weapon!

*Buzz!*

Suddenly, the void trembled as terrifying flying immortal power struck, attacking Ye Fan's back. In the distance, three hundred and sixty-five golden divine phantoms appeared together, like a starry sky shifting across.