Chapter 1,162: The Methods of the Three Ancient Lords
Yingluo Ancient Star, where the former site of Daleiyin Temple is located, is where several majestic and graceful figures stand.
At this moment, as the evil ghost's voice in Ye Fan's mind fell, everyone present fell silent.
Even Ji Ziyue, who was not so clear about the matter, was keenly aware of the importance of the matter and couldn't help but look up.
"Brother, where are we going next?"
Only a cute little girl, sitting on the back of the Black Emperor, was not affected at all. She only looked directly at Ye Fan aside and asked curiously.
Fortunately, everyone present was not ordinary after all. After hearing the little girl's question, they quickly calmed down their emotions and the expressions on their faces returned to normal.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan smiled gently and explained:
"Nanny, be good, we may go to this old man's place later -"
Speaking of this, Ye Fan couldn't help but pause, and a rather strange look appeared on his face.
However, because he knew that the other party was the mortal fruit of the ruthless emperor, the evil spirit himself did not despise the little girl at all, so he took the initiative to say:
"Let's go to the place where the Holy Emperor buried himself."
Hearing this, the little girl naturally had an expression on her face that seemed to understand.
However, the little guy had great trust in Ye Fan and others, and he just wanted to follow them, so he didn't ask any questions.
On the other side, as the evil ghost's words fell, naturally, all kinds of thoughts were swirling in the minds of everyone present.
In the end, it was Duan De who came to his senses first and took the initiative to step forward and said:
"In that case, let Pindao lead the way for you."
In the past, Duan De and Long Ma passed through the abandoned ancient immortal road where the Holy Emperor was buried, and were able to cross the boundless starry sky and descend into the world of Immortal Mansion in Beidou Zhongzhou.
Now, since everyone is going to the place where the Holy Emperor is buried, it is naturally appropriate for Duan De to lead the way.
Without further ado, after making up their minds, the group of people headed straight towards Yinghuo Beihai without any hesitation.
Fortunately, there are many Taoist traditions that have been passed down for a long time on the ancient planet Yingluo, and most of them have domain gates that can span relatively long distances.
Ye Fan and others borrowed several times, and since they were already powerful men above the level of Dao-killing King, they naturally arrived at their destination very quickly.
"Rumble--"
Looking around, this is a vast and vast ocean with magnificent waves.
Occasionally, there are black waves in the sky, which smash the clouds in the sky and make the whole sky roar.
This place is the charming North Sea.
However, after arriving here, even Duan De, who had entered the burial place of the Holy Emperor, couldn't help but feel worried.
The Yinghuo Demon Sea Eye is a rare sight in the world. He and Ryoma were able to go deep into it before because of a coincidence, and they happened to encounter the appearance of the Sea Eye.
But now, it is obviously not the time for the Demon Sea Eye to reappear in the world.
Fortunately, there was an evil ghost here, and he quickly pointed out a direct way to the Eye of the Demonic Sea for everyone.
"Buzz——"
Along with a burst of strange fluctuations, a dark and deep sea eye slowly emerged from the depths of the North Sea, filled with some strange and magical charm.
Feeling that kind of aura, Ye Fan couldn't help but think of the Eye of the North Sea that he had seen in Ziwei Ancient Star before. The two were really similar but had similar approaches.
"Crash!"
And when the group of people's figures disappeared into the eyes of the demon sea, the eyes of the sea disappeared immediately.
Inside the Yinghuo Demon Sea Eye is boundless darkness and eternal loneliness.
Except for the strange fluctuations that strip away source energy and vitality, it is really the same as Ziwei's Eye of the North Sea.
Seeing this situation, Ye Fan couldn't help but have doubts, guessing that the two were probably in similar places countless years ago.
However, since the goal of the group this time was the place where the Holy Emperor buried himself, Ye Fan did not think too much about this matter, and devoted all his attention to finding that magical place.
With Duan De and Long Ma who were familiar with the road, and the guidance from the evil spirits in their minds, the group quickly opened the door to the secret place.
"boom!"
Stepping into the mysterious light door, everyone felt the void was dazzling with lights and shadows, and time and space were chaotic. It was as if they had descended into another universe.
I saw that in the boundless void, there was a vast burial soil that was rarely seen in the world.
From the burial soil, an extremely rich aura of death filled the air, as if all the living beings from several epochs had really been buried.
And in the very center of the burial ground, where the ultimate death was, yet it seemed as if it was coming to an end, and there was a majestic wave of life.
"Crash!"
At the same time, directly above the Yinming burial soil, there is a vast ocean formed by the endless power of worldly faith.
The power of faith is supreme and holy, and should be completely opposed to the underworld and the place of death.
However, here, the two are actually in a strange harmony, intertwined with mysterious and inexplicable power, and giving birth to the vitality of creation.
When Ye Fan and others came back to their senses, what caught their eyes was such a strange and magnificent picture.
Not to mention Ji Ziyue and others who came here for the first time, even Ye Fan, who had already expected this in his heart, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this scene.
On the other side, the little girl lay directly on the Black Emperor's dog head, staring with a pair of big watery eyes, looking curiously towards the deepest part of the burial ground shrouded in the bright fairy light.
"Huh!?"
For a moment, the little guy couldn't help but show a rather surprised look on his face. He immediately turned to look at Ye Fan and said in a puzzled tone:
"It's strange that the person buried in the ground looks like the one in my elder brother's forehead..."
I have to say that as the mortal Daoguo of the ruthless emperor, little Nannan is truly extraordinary.
Just when it was difficult for everyone to see through the fog, she was the only one who was not affected at all and could see the scene clearly.
After hearing this, in Ye Fan's mind, a rather complicated expression appeared on the evil ghost's face, and he said in a deep voice:
"Take a closer look."
However, around the strange burial soil and the Sea of Faith, densely packed Dao patterns emerged, intertwining into a supreme formation, filled with the majesty of the Ultimate Dao.
Even Duan De and Heihuang, who are known as the masters of the formation, and Ye Fan, who holds the secret of Youzizi, can't find any flaws.
"It has the aura of the Void Emperor!"
As Ji Ziyue approached this place, she naturally clearly sensed the Taoist charm and couldn't help but whisper.
Hearing this, the evil ghost did not show any signs of movement and just said calmly:
"Yes, it was the Void Emperor and the God Emperor who came to this place together with the Holy Emperor in the past."
"Following up, the two even assisted the Holy Emperor in completing the layout of this place."
As the evil ghost's words fell, a look of sudden realization appeared on Ye Fan's face.
Previously, the evil ghost was quite familiar with the scriptures of the Void Emperor and the God Emperor.
Now it seems that he probably discussed Taoism and exchanged scriptures with the two great emperors during his lifetime.
And the layout of this place was actually the work of three supreme emperors, so it’s no wonder it’s so extraordinary.
At the same time, thanks to the guidance of the little girl and the evil ghost, the group of people really had no obstructions and went straight to the core of the burial ground, where the greatest fluctuations in life are.