Chapter 841: An Era's End

In the early morning, the brilliant morning glow scattered down, piercing through the mist and brightening one's heart.

Ye Fan sat cross-legged on a small hill, continuously practicing breathing exercises. White innate essence energy flowed in and out of his mouth and nose like dragons, rumbling like thunder.

Not far away, several children also mimicked him, earnestly practicing, swinging their fists and kicking their legs with great seriousness.

Tongtong, only five years old, was Ye Fan's first disciple. After escaping from "Demon" Litian, he became exceptionally serious, punching towards the morning glow with proper form. His whole body glowed, as if resonating with the rising sun.

Gu Fei and Gu Lin, the young siblings, were eleven years old. Their talents were also exceptionally high, and they were equally serious. They had already adapted to life in Heaven's Village.

As for the last little one, who was just babbling and making noises, it was Little Que'er, only a little over one year old. Clutching a pacifier, he toddled around, his small hands flailing as he made "hum-hum-ha-hey" sounds in a childish voice, truly making everyone chuckle.

They were the future hope of the Heavenly Court. Even if everyone else perished and only these four little ones remained, they could perhaps still support a flourishing divine dynasty and rule the world.

"Woof, woof, woof..."

On the other side, the Black Emperor, with his bright red tongue lolling out and his maw wide open, ran wildly like a ten-thousand-year-old demon emerging, chasing Wang Shu and Er Lengzi.

He claimed it was "hellish special training," intended to force out the true potential of the Silver Blood Royal Clan. Those who fell behind would be beaten, and his perfectly sharp, chilling canine teeth could certainly snap their bodies.

"Too weak! You call yourselves uncrowned kings? Both of you, pick up that mountain and run!" yelled the big black dog.

His special training was truly ruthless. He desperately squeezed out their potential, making the two of them carry a stone mountain while walking, eating, and sleeping.

"Ow..." By the end, Wang Shu and Er Lengzi's mournful screams no longer sounded human, making one's hair stand on end. One could only imagine how much suffering they endured.

The Black Emperor, however, claimed this was the return of their wildness, the recovery of their royal blood, and the awakening of their ancestors' power. Everyone rolled their eyes upon hearing this.

"Hum-hum-ha-hey..." Little Que'er, pacifier in mouth, tumbled to the ground and refused to get up. He blinked his big eyes, watching with relish as the big black dog chased the two poor fellows down the mountain.

The other three children were diligently practicing, essence energy flowing in and out of every pore of their bodies, brilliant and crystalline. This was a very endearing scene, making one feel full of vitality.

"It's good to be young," Qi Luo sighed, squinting his one eye with an envious look on his face.

He lay on an ancient pine tree that stretched out over the cliff, facing the morning glow, clutching a purple-gold gourd and pouring wine into his mouth. He looked very comfortable and content.

Ye Fan had passed the Xingyu Art to him, and this old fellow became increasingly unfathomable. If the Heavenly Court wanted to rise, he needed to become a Saint; otherwise, how could they contend against the Saint Slayers of Hell and the Human World?

On the other side, Yan Yixi was playing chess with an old man from Heaven's Village. They had been playing for three days and three nights without moving a single piece.

As for Litian, he was in pain yet happy, playing assassination games with the maidens of Heaven's Village. He was a chivalrous man, but the beautiful women from the Heavenly Court were fiercer and more ruthless than the last. The Heavenly Sword almost left bloody holes in him several times.

"Brother Monkey, shall we spar?" Ye Fan asked, rising to his feet after finishing his breathing exercises.

The Monkey was on the opposite mountain. In the morning glow, his golden fur gleamed. Hearing this, he loudly agreed and rushed over like golden lightning.

"Boom!"

When these two individuals, possessing physiques rarely seen in millennia, began to fight, it was truly like a comet colliding with a star. Several children fell onto their bottoms.

"Divine Son! Divine Son!" Little Que'er cried, biting his pacifier and waving his chubby little hands.

"You two destroyers, don't fight here," Qi Luo said, forcibly driving them away and teleporting them into the distance.

The Heavenly Court, newly established, was flourishing. This scene filled people with joy, as boundless hope lay ahead. Once it rose in the future, even the sky wouldn't be able to contain it!

"This place of yours is truly desolate," Ji Ziyue remarked. Half a month later, she arrived, bringing a large stack of documents, all concerning Hell and the Human World.

These were top-secret documents, stolen from the Ji family's scripture repository, containing many unknown secrets that made them exceptionally valuable.

"The family head is about to retire, and now they want to support my brother to become the head of the Ji family, so he can't just come out casually," Ji Ziyue said, her words leaving Ye Fan, Li Heishui, and the others a little bewildered.

"Your news is too cut off..." Ji Ziyue said, revealing some astonishing news while teasing Little Que'er.

The Sacred Lord of Yaoguang had semi-retired, beginning to delegate power. The Sacred Son of Yaoguang was taking over and, in a few years, would officially rule Yaoguang!

"Time flows like water eastward; the old generation is about to conclude. A great era where various kings rise together has finally officially arrived," Ye Fan sighed.

Once, he had to look up to the various Sacred Lords. But now, the younger generation had risen through battles and reached such heights.

"The Sacred Son of Yaoguang suppressed the combined attacks of Sacred Sons from various eras of Yaoguang over two millennia with just one hand, ascending to power with ease. The first thing he did was resonate with the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron, standing before this world's most incredible Extreme Emperor Weapon for nine days and nine nights."

Yaoguang had no Emperor. The birth of the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron was surrounded by too many legends. It was the most incredible miracle in the world!

Fifty thousand years of prayers, efforts, and painstaking work by predecessors could not make it attain the Dao. On that night of lightning, thunder, and heavy rain, no one knew what happened.

It became an Extreme Emperor Weapon overnight!

A mystery for millennia, always unsolved, it was the most incredible weapon, no weaker than any ancient Emperor's weapon or Great Emperor's artifact, and even possessed unique advantages.

"Time is fleeting, and the Sacred Son of Yaoguang is almost a formidable leader. He will wield the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron, and from then on, he will look down upon the world," Li Heishui sighed.

Soon after, news came from the Central Province: the Great Xia Imperial Prince ascended the throne, officially becoming the Xia Lord, having successfully triumphed over his brothers.

Afterward, the news that Yao Yuekong had become the Master of the Heavenly Demon Palace also spread throughout the world.

Almost simultaneously, news came from the Southern Ridge: the Southern Demon entered the Demon Emperor Hall, becoming one of its controllers and officially standing at the peak of power.

A few days later, a piece of news came from the Central Province: the Central Emperor had "severed the Dao." On the day of his success, a purple sun hung in the sky, nine auspicious clouds of tribulation descended from heaven, and divine milk gushed from the earth.

As soon as this news came out, the world was shaken. This was the phenomenon of an ancient Great Emperor severing the Dao in his youth, terrifying everyone and truly a "sudden surge" of power.

Furthermore, it was rumored that a young Buddhist disciple in the Western Desert had cultivated half of the Six-Word True Mantra and was beginning to show the demeanor of a Buddha while walking among famous mountains and ancient temples.

"We are old; the younger generation is rising, making us feel more and more that our sun is setting. The scenery remains, but people will decay," an old man from Heaven's Village sighed.

These past few days, Yan Yixi had been playing chess with him, learning many spiritual-level Dao principles from him and benefiting greatly.

"Hum-hum-ha-hey, Que'er wants to grow up fast!" Little Que'er said, pacifier in mouth, clutching his small fists. His words were finally a little clearer.

After this, Ji Ziyue often came, traversing the void with great pleasure. Sometimes she would smile cunningly, sometimes carefree, and sometimes she would cry while laughing.

Ji Haoyue, who was about to become a Sacred Lord, personally came for this reason. He completely lost his temper, wanting to strike down Ye Fan, but was finally persuaded to stop. He had a deep conversation with Ye Fan for a night, and then pulled Ji Ziyue away.

"Brother, what are you doing..." Ji Ziyue complained.

"The Diviner predicted that he would leave this world and return to the other end of the starry sky in the near future, which will be different from last time," Ji Haoyue said.

Ye Fan might not be able to stay in this world for long; he might completely disappear one day. He didn't want to leave behind sadness for others.

"Do you want to leave with him? If you have that resolve, I won't object," Ji Haoyue said.

"I..." Ji Ziyue cried. Her parents, brother, and dearest ones were all in this world; how could she leave?

After that, Ji Ziyue still came often, smiling brilliantly, but sometimes she would often cry while laughing, which was heartbreaking to see.

Ye Fan often accompanied her on walks, either facing the morning glow or treading under the stars and moon. The Diviner's prophecy felt so abrupt to him, and he also felt a great deal of reluctance in his heart.

The starry sky was too distant; once he embarked on his return journey, what more could be said? Ye Fan wanted to leave more lightly, leaving behind more joy for others.

He recounted many past events, and Ji Ziyue's smiles increased after hearing them, though she could not hide her disappointment. She said that when she became a Saint and her worldly ties here were severed, she would definitely follow in his footsteps to the other end of the starry sky. She said with tearful laughter that she wanted to see what kind of magnificent and incredible world it was.

Half a month later, Little Tingting, who had been separated for many years, appeared. She emerged from seclusion at the Jiang family and found her way here, now a graceful young lady.

"Taiyin Physique!" Qi Luo's eyes immediately widened. He rubbed his hands and stepped forward, his enthusiasm boundless; he almost adopted her as his granddaughter.

"Sis... Sis..." Little Que'er tottered over and held onto her leg, refusing to let go.

Not far away, Tongtong was also surprised. His blood had reverted to its ancestral origin, identical to the physique of the Sun Sacred Emperor, and now, facing the Taiyin Physique, he felt a mysterious connection.

Ye Fan sighed, realizing that the little girl from the past had grown up. In former years, she had depended on Old Man Jiang for survival, was often bullied, and the several-year-old Little Tingting was very pitiful, wearing patched old clothes, constantly crying, protecting the old man, not allowing the bullies to abuse him.

"Brother, you're finally back," Tingting cried, rushing forward. She truly regarded Ye Fan as her dearest person.

Ye Fan smiled reassuringly, stroking her beautiful hair, and asked if Old Man Jiang was doing well.

Tingting replied that he was doing very well, but often talked about him, wishing to see him again and share some old wine, regarding him as his own grandson who had been away from home for many years.

Ye Fan was momentarily lost in thought. It was Old Man Jiang and Little Tingting who had first given him a sense of home in this world back then. It was a very warm memory, forever worth cherishing.

"I will go visit him," he said with a smile.

"Taiyin Physique, my dear girl, I only have one good-for-nothing grandson, I truly wish I had a granddaughter..." Qi Luo ran back and forth, his true intention finally revealed as he clearly tried to recruit Tingting into their sect.

Now, Tingting had grown up, becoming a peerlessly beautiful woman. Her cultivation was also extremely high; the Taiyin Physique allowed her to cultivate rapidly, and she was already a powerful expert.

Ye Fan remembered something. He passed on the incomplete scroll of the Taiyin Ancient Scripture to her, and then gave her the crystalline Saint's skull. This had been taken from the Taiyin Divine Son and perhaps contained the secret of the entire ancient scripture, as the Saint's resentment had never dissipated.

"Brother Yifei defeated the family's Divine Physique, and will soon become the Sacred Lord."

Little Tingting's news surprised many. The Jiang family's Divine King Body had been defeated, and Jiang Yifei had actually risen to power, which was truly beyond people's expectations.

Ye Fan was not too surprised. Among the people he knew, three left a very special impression: Hua Yunfei, the Sacred Son of Yaoguang, and Jiang Yifei. They were all refined and otherworldly, unfathomable, impossible to see through at a glance.

"Brother Yifei asked me to remind you to be careful of Hua Yunfei; he is more terrifying than you imagine..." Little Tingting brought such a piece of news.

When Jiang Yifei was out on a training expedition, he had once seen Hua Yunfei in a desolate mountain. Hua Yunfei had broken open an ancient Saint's tomb and dissolved a portion of its residual origin.

"To become powerful and to remain low-key, he entered ancient tombs and stole the remaining origin essence of Saints. How terrifying is he now?" Li Heishui was shocked.

"What isn't his will ultimately not suffice. I look forward to meeting him!" Ye Fan said.

Ye Fan reminded Qi Luo to operate and develop the Heavenly Court as if he had already left, because that day might come very suddenly.