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Chapter 1,297 The Mountain of Corpses Passes the Pass
The surrounding fields were silent, and the white mist shrouded them, which seemed incompatible with this dead land. Ye Fan walked up the black River Styx and saw one or two corpses floating down from time to time on the shore.
Of course, they cannot all be ancient saints. Even in the age of myth, there were not so many powerful monks.
The breath of death hit his face, making people feel like he had entered the underworld. Ye Fan traveled hundreds of miles to reach the end.
This is an iceberg, the cold air is blowing, and it is constantly melting, converging into a Styx River, flowing downstream.
In the snow-white iceberg, there are frozen corpses one after another. They are dressed in ancient costumes and belong to all races. They look different when they die, making them look gloomy and ferocious.
This is a pile of corpses, frozen by someone, forming such a terrifying magical place.
To be precise, this should be a battlefield in the mythical era. During the battle, it was suddenly frozen and turned into the endless ice peaks it has today.
"Who did this? It's very much like an imperial master used a forbidden secret technique to freeze three thousand worlds in an instant, killing monks of many races including saints on the battlefield at the same time!" Ye Fan
Whisper.
He felt a chill in his heart. What a powerful figure this was? Covering the sky with one hand, his unparalleled existence in the age of myth made people tremble.
Something is wrong. The River Styx is black and full of the aura of death, and although this iceberg is frozen with densely packed monks, it is white and crystal clear.
Ye Fan soared into the air, entered the top of the iceberg, looked down, and finally saw the true cause.
The source of the Styx River is surrounded by icebergs. Located in the center, it is pitch black and is actually a deep pool.
It is bottomless, as black as ink, with waves of black water vapor rising up, and occasionally corpses coming up. There is a terrible power permeating the pool, like a source of destruction, filled with a powerful aura of death.
Ye Fan held the Mother Qi Cauldron above his head. After he stepped back far enough, he pointed his finger like a sword and slashed forward.
Chi!
A golden sword light shattered the sky. The fluctuation alone caused some icebergs around the deep pool to collapse instantly, and the sword light struck into the pool.
Boom!
There was a roar, violent fluctuations, and runes rose up. The deep pool was like a palace of the Emperor of the Underworld, filled with deathly energy.
The ink waves rolled back, and at the moment when a large amount of water splashed, the deep pool was evaporated. It was also at this moment that Ye Fan saw a well, which was definitely dug by man, and was located at the bottom of the deep pool.
There is a magic well in the pond!
On the edge of the well, there are traces of ancient Taoism. It seems that there is an old Taoist chanting sutras there, but it flashes and disappears again. There are only ancient runes, sealing something.
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Ye Fan took a breath of cold air and looked around. Bodies were densely packed in the vast iceberg. He didn't know how many people had died in the battle. They were probably all trying to get close to the well.
What is sealed inside? In the age of mythology, so many people fought for it, and just thinking about it makes people tremble.
Long years have passed, and the contents inside have been erased. Nothing can stop time. I wonder if the existence of the magic well still has meaning.
Ye Fan explored and encountered terrible fluctuations. Wisps of black energy overflowed from the ancient well. The power of the seal was still there. Although it was infinitely weakened compared to ancient times, it could not be opened.
Ye Fan had no choice but to retreat, and then he tried to break the ice and search. The body inside instantly turned to ash when it came into contact with the air. Only when it fell into the River Styx could it still remain rotting.
As for the weapons from ancient times, they have been broken into pieces long ago, and none of them can survive forever.
The entire iceberg, as well as the magic well and the Styx River, are full of the power of death. This is the place for cultivation that Ye Fan needs. He waited for the dragon horse and the nine-tailed crocodile dragon for a day and a night, and began to retreat after they arrived.
"It is indeed a burial place for gods and ghosts. It is really scary." Ryoma was frightened.
The Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon is also almost petrified. There are many powerful ones in the iceberg, some are definitely far more powerful than them, but they all died here.
Could it be that an ancient emperor really took action? None of the saints could escape this disaster, and they all turned into corpses in an instant.
The air of death filled the air, and the icebergs were melting, revealing corpses one after another, including powerful saints, all rushing into the River Styx.
One after another, the power of death filled the air, flying up from the ancient corpses of the mythical era and condensing towards Ye Fan.
Although the years have wiped away so much, there are so many corpses and so many powerful men from the past, and their death energy condensed together is still earth-shattering.
The dragon horse and the nine-tailed crocodile dragon grinned and all flew away, fearing that they would be involved. The power of so much death was enough to corrode people into a puddle of blood. Even a saint had to retreat!
Ye Fan sat cross-legged in front of the Ming Pond motionless, his whole body was shrouded in death energy, and wisps after wisps were submerged into his chakra. It was as if the world was opening up, and there were bursts of wind and thunder.
It can be said that he is on the verge of death, and if he is not careful, he may be doomed.
The Wheel of Life and the Sea of Suffering represent life and death. Once the balance is broken, even the ancient emperor cannot save it.
Ye Fan's soul is immersed in the wheel sea, comprehending the mysteries of life and death, dancing with death, and wandering in front of the gate of hell.
The wheel sea absorbs the power of death, and the black mist keeps pouring in, turning the golden sea of suffering into black, like a roaring ocean.
At the same time, a treasure medicine was rising and falling. It was the seed of the flat peach magic medicine. It turned from dim and dull to shining and shining, and appeared in the wheel sea.
Ye Fan gathered the power of death into the sea of suffering, and gathered the vitality of the immortal medicine seeds into the wheel of life, making the two more powerful, violently surging and colliding.
The power of life and the power of death are entangled together, forming a Tai Chi diagram, which is constantly evolving and becoming more solid, like a treasure being nurtured and formed.
"Is he crazy? After absorbing so much power of death, can a person survive? In the end, even if he doesn't die, he will be destroyed!" The nine-tailed crocodile dragon said in shock from a distance.
"The so-called fortune is seeking something out of danger. If you don't pay or take risks, how can you get what you want quickly?" Long Ma said with a solemn expression.
"Absorbing the power of life, I can understand the use of absorbing the power of death. It will harm the body." The nine-tailed crocodile dragon swallowed hard.
Not only him, but even Long Ma found it difficult to know. There was a hidden worry in his heart, feeling that Ye Fan's "magic skills" were too overbearing to practice.
No more, no less, for nine whole days, Ye Fan swallowed the vitality and a large amount of death in the seeds into the sea of wheels, motionless, and his belly was rumbling.
Ancient characters appeared one after another outside the body, blooming with divine brilliance, and the sound of chanting rang out, shaking the world.
In its belly, a Tai Chi diagram is taking shape, but there are also signs of collapse. The forces of life and death are colliding. The Yin fish and the Yang fish may separate and blend together at any time.
Once that time comes, it will be useless even if the ancient emperor comes, Ye Fan will be destroyed physically and mentally, turning himself into ashes.
In this process, Tai Chi Tu must not be destroyed. Once it collapses, it will sweep away the body and mind. It will become the source of destruction and explode completely.
The Yin fish and the Yang fish were entangled, very unstable, trembling slightly, and actually about to explode!
At this time, the huge life essence and the power of death were intertwined, and the terror was overwhelming. A patch of runes and ancient characters were reflected on Ye Fan's abdomen. The meaning of the scriptures he created was flowing on its own and manifesting in the world.
"It's broken, it's going to explode, and it will destroy both body and soul!" the nine-tailed crocodile dragon said, continuously retreating.
Long Ma's expression also changed drastically, and he sensed Ye Fan's crisis. No one could help him at this time, and going up to him might only aggravate his demise.
At this time, Ye Fan's face was filled with fairy light, a black mist emerged, and life and death appeared alternately.
"Boom!"
In the wheel sea, the power of yin and yang is out of balance and is about to disintegrate, resulting in a terrible crisis. The rays of light overflow from the body and soar into the sky.
Ye Fan sighed in his heart, he was too eager to achieve, and he was too ahead of his time. When others cultivate the realm of saints, they don't spend time and grind, and few people dare to be so domineering and directly seek success.
If you make a mistake in the saint realm, you will step into the abyss and be immortal. No great hero dares to be impatient in this realm.
But in today's context, whether it is the Ancient Starry Sky Road or the Road to Immortality, there are huge crises. He cannot escape any of them, so he can only strengthen himself as quickly as possible.
"The Ultimate, the ultimate of all things in the universe..." The dead self, the Tao self, and the true self chanted the sutra together, and he was forced into a desperate situation.
He did not give up, because he left himself room. Even when everything was destroyed, there would be a glimmer of life, let alone everything he dominated.
The wheel sea is regarded by Ye Fan as the place where all things in the human body are born. At this time, the world is opened, the chaos is misty, life and death are in opposition, and they are about to collide and collapse.
However, at the last moment, a chaotic green lotus emerged from the sea of wheels, swimming like a real dragon, cutting off the power of life and the ocean of death.
This is the green lotus in Ye Fan's wheel sea. It is one more thing than others. At this time, it keeps swimming and turns into a dragon-shaped curve.
Boom!
In the creation of the world, in the air of chaos, Ye Fan's wheel sea stabilized, and the chaotic green lotus turned into a dividing line between yin and yang, separating the yin fish and the yang fish.
It has become the most critical line in the Tai Chi Immortal Diagram, separating life and death!
At this moment, Ye Fan opened his eyes. He knew that he had succeeded and was about to break through!
At this time, his whole body was filled with radiance, his body was radiant, and every inch of his flesh and blood was extremely brilliant.
"Are you going to escape the tribulation?" Ryoma was also stunned.
People in the saint realm must have a solid foundation, and few people dare to advance rashly, but Ye Fan relied on such a strong accumulation to break through between life and death, and actually succeeded.
"If I want to dissipate the power I just had, I need to change a place to survive the tribulation." Ye Fan said.
"Haven't you already smelted the power of life and the power of death?" Ryoma and the Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon were surprised and puzzled.
"I need the opposing forces to break through, but it does not mean to merge and incorporate them. The way I cultivate requires only my own strength. I only need to open the body's treasures and open the divine doors in my body."
Now, all Ye Fan wants to cultivate is his own strength.
Ryoma's eyes suddenly became hot and he said: "Then the power of life that you exude can help others?"
Ye Fan nodded and said: "Immortal power will be released."
"If the contained power of death is released, wouldn't it become a huge murder weapon!?" The Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon thought of the majestic death energy.
Suddenly, there were terrifying fluctuations in the distance, and a group of powerful creatures came quickly.
"Who is the first to arrive and snatch the Lord's ancient artifacts?" A loud roar came, and someone from the Holy Spirit lineage from outside the territory arrived.
"No, the war has broken out. The tenth city of the human race and this ancient star may have become a terrible killing ground. Let's break out!"
The worst situation may have already happened. The Supreme Holy Spirit leads thousands of troops to kill from the depths of the universe!