The Great Emperor Wushi vanished, taking with him the skull of the female saint and the crescent-shaped jade pendant, his silence carrying a unique sentiment.
Everyone sighed, realizing that even the ancient emperors were human and had emotions. However, when the emperors suppressed the universe and faced the threat of the Dark Sovereign in the forbidden zone of life, even the ancient emperors frowned.
The Great Emperor Wushi's power intimidated the universe, and even the forbidden zones dared not show themselves.
But that was after he became emperor, invincible in heaven and earth. Before that, when the Dark Sovereign made his move, even Wushi had to temporarily avoid his sharp edge.
There's something on the ground...
On the platform, where the imposing figure sat cross-legged, lay a tattered feather robe, scattered there. Countless millennia had passed, yet it remained, unbroken.
"Feathering Dao Yi!"
"Could it be that the Great Emperor Wushi passed away here?"
Everyone was shaken, feeling a sense of sorrow. Even the invincible ancient emperor could not withstand the erosion of time and perished, leaving not even a corpse behind.
"Your Majesty," the Black Emperor sobbed, overcome with grief.
"Sigh." Cao Ya sighed without explaining. In the future, when they enter the strange world, Black Emperor and the others will naturally be able to see the living Emperor Wushi with their own eyes.
The Great Emperor Wushi voluntarily entered that strange world in order to obtain the longevity substance there and prolong his life.
The strange world lies between the human universe and the immortal realm. Influenced by the immortal realm, it has more longevity substances than the human universe, and its supreme beings live longer than those in the human universe. Although it is not as good as the immortal realm, it is not far behind.
The Immortal Realm of the [Covering the Sky] universe is incomplete and damaged, severing its connection with the human universe and prohibiting ascension.
Even the great emperors of antiquity could not penetrate the Immortal Realm.
Only immortals in the mortal world!
Moreover, it was a joint attack by multiple mortal immortals!
“The Seven-Colored Medicine King.” Cao Ya glanced sideways. On the cliff below the platform, an ancient medicine was radiating a seven-colored halo, swaying with a dazzling divine light. The whole plant was translucent and had a refreshing fragrance.
Cao Ya activated the Devouring Demon Jar, picked the King of Herbs, and gave it to Ye Fan.
"Cao Sheng, there are still... Holy crap, one, two, three, four, five... there are actually seven ancient medicinal kings!" Duan De's eyes were gleaming with excitement.
Even the old blind man and Ye Fan were pleasantly surprised.
Only Black Emperor remained immersed in grief and had not yet recovered.
"Black Emperor, the Great Emperor may have ascended to immortality. If he doesn't become stronger, how will he explore the heavens and the earth? How will you find the traces of the Great Emperor Wushi?" Ye Fan comforted him.
With Ye Fan's words of comfort, Black Emperor finally cheered up.
Cao Ya picked seven ancient medicinal herbs and distributed them to everyone. He kept one for himself. Although he didn't care about the life-extending effects of the medicinal herbs, he thought that their medicinal power might help him leap to the realm of the fourth-level immortal saint.
He was only half a step away from becoming one of the Four Immortal Saints.
Now that I have gained much power and insights, I am confident that I have achieved sainthood.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have left only one ancient medicinal herb.
The crowd trembled with excitement. A single herb could extend one's life by four hundred years, and now each person had two. What an astonishing treasure this was! If a few more were harvested, it would be almost equivalent to an immortal elixir!
Searching around the Dao Platform, Cao Ya eventually harvested a total of thirteen ancient medicinal kings. If word got out, it would surely shock the world!
The group divided the herbs. Cao Ya didn't need the medicinal king; one plant was enough for him.
Zhang Lin refused the Medicine King, which surprised everyone.
There are actually people who don't even want the ancient medicine king?
"Master..." Ye Fan had just started to speak when Zhang Lin interrupted him.
"Don't waste your precious ancient medicine on me. When I recover, that will be the end of my life," said the fifth generation Yuan Tian Master.
The red corpse hair on his body had decreased, but his flesh now emitted a putrid smell.
He was an ancient person from more than 10,000 years ago, and should have died. However, due to the curse of the Source Celestial Master in his later years, he was turned into a mindless and crazy demon and lived to this day. However, he also lost his mind and became inhuman. If it weren't for the suppression of the Emperor Weapon, Zhang Lin would not have been able to regain his lost rationality.
But once he was found, his death loomed large again.
Who in this world can escape death? This question has stumped countless heroes and geniuses throughout history. Even the great emperors of antiquity collapsed in the passage of time and returned to dust.
How could Master Yuan be an exception?
"Grandmaster," Ye Fan said sadly.
Suddenly, Zhang Lin grabbed his blood-red hair, as if he remembered something. He let out a roar like a wild beast, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he ran away like the wind.
"What's wrong with him?" Duan De asked in surprise.
"I don't know," Ye Fan shook his head, looking equally bewildered.
Cao Ya's eyes gleamed with divine light as he watched Zhang Lin pass through one ancient cave after another, disappearing at the end of the path, his voice mournful, like the howl of a wounded wild beast.
"Should we wait for him?" the old blind man asked.
“Let’s wait a bit, he must be looking for something,” Cao Ya replied.
Sure enough, after a long time, Zhang Lin reappeared, holding a huge source in his arms. Inside was a beautiful woman, as pure and flawless as a lotus emerging from water, elegant and otherworldly.
"Please give me a medicinal herb to save her," Zhang Lin said in a hoarse voice.
Ye Fan immediately understood that this was Yang Yi, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi more than 10,000 years ago, whom he had heard Master Zhang mention.
Although Yang Yi was the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, she was also Zhang Lin's confidante. After learning of the misfortune that befell him in his later years, she was heartbroken and, disregarding her own safety, resolutely entered Zishan Mountain, intending to die with Zhang Lin in the same grave.
“I wronged her too much back then, and even after my death, I dragged her into a desperate situation.” Zhang Lin’s voice trembled, and his hairy red hands shook.
He himself could not be saved and would soon pass away. However, Yang Yi, who had sealed the divine source within him, cut it open and revived him. By taking the ancient medicine king, he was able to prolong his life and remain in the world.
Cao Ya sighed with regret. Yang Yi's sealed divine source was not formed from divine source liquid. Instead, it was a special method used by Zhang Lin to forcibly seal Yang Yi inside after Zhang Lin shattered the divine source. It was mixed with other divine source powder and embedded into those cracks, and sealed for ten thousand years.
Yang Yi enters Zishan to die for Yuan Tianshi. Zhang Lin goes mad, suffers an ominous curse, and becomes a red-haired monster. He loses his mind, but still has an instinct to save Yang Yi and seal her in the divine source. How can such love not move people?
Everyone sighed in admiration as the ancient medicine king was entrusted to Zhang Lin to revive the passionate and devoted Yaochi Saintess Yang Yi.
Ye Fan cut open the divine source, Zhang Lin took the Medicine King, and catalyzed it into Yang Yi's body. A radiant light, like the bright moon, bloomed, igniting her vitality, and she was about to recover.
"Master, where are you going?" But at this moment, Zhang Lin was about to leave.
"How can I face her in this state? She still has at least several hundred years left to live. She should return to Yaochi to try to break through her limitations and prolong her life. I am a dead man who is about to pass away. I should not give her any reason to think of me." Zhang Lin said in a hoarse voice, and hurried away from this place.
"Grandmaster!" Ye Fan called out, but Zhang Lin's skills were far beyond Ye Fan's ability to match. When it came to competing in Origin Techniques, the difference was even greater.
However, with Cao Ya present, Zhang Lin, though strong, was no match for the Great Sage.
"Come back. Running away isn't manly," Cao Ya sneered, stretching out a large hand. Profound laws swirled around Zhang Lin, restricting him. Everything went black before his eyes, and the next second he was back beside Yang Yi.
He was hit before he even understood what kind of attack it was.
"Sage Cao, may I ask if you are a sage, a sage king, or a great sage?" the old blind man asked humbly.
"I'd say he's a great sage," Cao Ya said casually.
The Great Sage?!
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
"Hiss~~~"
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, followed by overwhelming joy. "Great Sage, this is the only way to subdue the myriad ancient races and stabilize the order of the Big Dipper!"
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