The surrounding fields were silent, surrounded by white mist, which seemed incompatible with this dead land. Ye Fan walked up the black Styx River, and saw one or two corpses floating down the bank from time to time.
Of course, it is impossible for them to be all Old Sages. Even in the Age of Mythology, there were not so many powerful monks.
The breath of death hits the face, making people feel like they have entered the world of the underworld. Ye Fan traveled hundreds of miles all the way to the end.
This is an iceberg, the cold air is blowing, and it is constantly melting at this time, converging into a river of darkness, flowing downstream.
In the snow-white iceberg, corpses are frozen one after another, wearing ancient costumes, of all races, with different dead appearances, appearing gloomy and hideous.
This is a pile of corpses, frozen by people, forming such a terrible magic place.
To be precise, this should be a battlefield in the age of mythology. During the battle, it was suddenly frozen and turned into the current endless ice peak.
"Who did this? It's like a royal master cast a taboo secret technique, freezing three thousand worlds in an instant, killing monks of many races including saints on the battlefield at the same time!" Ye Fan murmur.
There was a chill in his heart, what kind of powerful person is this? Covering the sky with one hand, the unrivaled existence in the age of mythology makes people tremble.
Something is wrong, the Styx River is black and full of the breath of death, and although this iceberg has frozen densely packed monks, it is pure white.
Ye Fan vacated, entered the top of the iceberg, looked down, and finally saw the real reason.
The source of the Styx River, surrounded by icebergs, is located in the center, and it is pitch black. It is actually a deep pool.
Bottomless, pitch-black as ink, bursts of black water vapor rose up, and occasionally corpses rushed up. There is a terrifying force permeating the pool, like a source of destruction, full of a powerful breath of death.
Ye Fan held the cauldron of the mother spirit of all things on his head, and after retreating far enough, he pointed like a sword and slashed forward.
Chi!
A golden sword light shattered the sky, and the only fluctuation caused some icebergs around the deep pool to collapse instantly, and the sword light split into the pool.
"Boom!"
"Boom!" There was a sound, violent fluctuations, and runes rose up one after another, and the deep pool was like a palace of the Emperor of the Underworld, full of death.
The ink waves rolled back, and the deep pool was evaporated dry at the moment when a lot of water splashed. It was also at this moment that Ye Fan saw a well, which was definitely dug by man, and it was located at the bottom of the deep pool.
There is a magic well in the pool!
On the edge of the well, there are traces of ancient Taoism. It seems that there is an old Taoist chanting there in a trance, but it disappears in a flash, and then disappears. There are only ancient runes, sealing something .
Ye Fan took a deep breath and looked at the four fields. The vast iceberg was densely packed with corpses. I don't know how many people died here, probably all because of getting close to the well.
What is sealed inside? In the age of mythology, so many people fought for it, just thinking about it makes people tremble.
A long time has passed, whether the things inside have been obliterated, nothing can stop time, I don't know whether the existence of the magic well is still meaningful.
Ye Fan explored and encountered terrible fluctuations. Wisps of black air overflowed from the ancient well, and the power of the seal was still there. Although it was infinitely weaker than before, it could not be opened.
Ye Fan had no choice but to back off, and then he tried to break the solid ice and search. The corpse inside turned to ashes instantly when it touched the air. Only by falling into the Styx River, could it remain rotting.
As for the weapons before the ancient times, they have long been broken, and none of them can survive forever.
The entire iceberg, the magic well and the Styx River are full of the power of death. This is the place Ye Fan needs to practice. 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.
"As expected of the burial place of gods and ghosts, it's really scary." Long Ma was terrified.
The Nine-Tailed Crocodile was also almost petrified. There were many extremely powerful people among the icebergs, and some were definitely far stronger than them, but they all fell here.
Could it be that an ancient emperor really made a move? All the saints could not escape this catastrophe, and all of them became corpses in an instant.
Dead air filled the air, the icebergs were melting, and corpses were exposed, including the mighty Saint, all rushed into the Styx.
Wisps of death force filled the air, flying up from the ancient corpses in the age of mythology, and condensed towards Ye Fan.
Although the years have obliterated too much, but with so many corpses and so many former supreme powerhouses, their death aura condensed together is still earth-shattering.
The dragon horse and the nine-tailed crocodile dragon grinned, and they all flew away, afraid of being involved, so much power of death was enough to corrode a person into a pool of blood, even a saint had to retreat!
Ye Fan sat cross-legged in front of the dark pool, motionless, his whole body was shrouded in death energy, strand after strand, submerging into his sea of wheels, it seemed as if the heaven and the earth were being opened up there, with gusts 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 bitterness represent life and death. Once the balance is broken, it will be difficult for the ancient emperor to save it.
Ye Fan's soul is immersed in the sea of wheels, comprehending the mysteries of life and death, dancing with death, and wandering in front of the gate of hell.
The sea of wheels absorbed the power of death, and the black mist poured in continuously, turning the golden sea of bitterness into black, like a vast ocean howling.
At the same time, a precious medicine was ups and downs. It was the seed of the flat peach medicine, which changed from dim to bright and appeared in the sea of wheels.
Ye Fan absorbed the power of death into the sea of bitterness, and gathered the vitality of the seeds of the immortal medicine into the wheel of life, making the two even bigger, violently turbulent and colliding.
The power of life and the power of death are entangled together to form a Taiji diagram, which is constantly evolving and becoming more and more solid, like a treasure being conceived and formed.
"Is he crazy? With so much power of death, can people survive? In the end, they will have to be destroyed if they don't die!" Nine-tailed Crocodile said in shock from a distance.
"The so-called good luck seeks in danger. If you don't pay or take risks, how can you get what you need quickly." Longma said solemnly.
"Draining the power of life, I can understand, what's the use of absorbing the power of death, it will damage the body." Nine-tailed crocodile dragon swallowed with difficulty.
Not only him, but even Longma is hard to know. There is a hidden worry in his heart, and he feels that Ye Fan's "magic skills" are too aggressive in practice.
No more, no less, for nine whole days, Ye Fan swallowed the vitality in the seeds and a large amount of death breath into the sea of wheels, remained motionless, and rumbled in his belly.
One after another ancient characters appeared outside the body, blooming divine brilliance, and the sound of chanting resounded, shaking the world.
In its abdomen, a Tai Chi diagram is taking shape, but it also shows signs of collapse, the forces of life and death are colliding, and the yin fish and yang fish may disperse at any time and blend together.
Once that time comes, it will be useless for the ancient emperor to come, Ye Fan will be destroyed physically and spiritually, turning himself into ashes.
During this process, the Tai Chi Diagram must not be shattered, once it disintegrates, it will sweep the body and mind, and it will become the source of destruction and explode completely.
The yin fish was entangled with the yang fish, very unstable, trembling slightly, it was about to explode!
But at this time, the huge energy of life and the power of death were intertwined, terrifying to the heavens, and a piece of runes and ancient characters were reflected on Ye Fan's abdomen, and the scriptures he created were circulating on their own, manifesting in the world.
"It's broken, it's going to explode, and it will destroy both body and spirit!" Nine-tailed crocodile dragon said, and kept backing up.
Longma's expression also changed drastically, feeling Ye Fan's crisis, no one can help at this time, going up may only exacerbate his demise.
At this time, Ye Fan's face was filled with a fairy light, a black mist emerged, and life and death appeared alternately.
"Boom!"
In the sea of wheels, the power of yin and yang is out of balance and is about to disintegrate, creating a terrible crisis. The radiance overflows the body and soars to the sky.
Ye Fan sighed softly in his heart, he was too eager for success, and he was too ahead of his time. Others who cultivated the realm of saints, which one did not use time to waste and grind, few people dared to be so aggressive and directly seek success.
One mistake in the realm of saints will lead them into the abyss, and they will never live again. Even the greatest heroes dare not be impatient in this realm.
But under the current background, whether it is the ancient starry sky road or the road to immortality, there are huge crises, and he can't jump out of any of them, so he can only strengthen himself as soon as possible.
"Extreme, the ultimate of everything in the universe..." The dead self, the Tao self, and the real self chanted sutras together, and he was forced into a desperate situation.
He didn't give up, because he left room for himself, even when everything is shattered, there will be a ray of life, let alone everything he dominates.
Lunhai, regarded by Ye Fan as the birthplace of all things in the human body, is now opened up, chaotic and misty, life and death are in opposition, and they are about to collide and disintegrate.
However, at the last moment, a chaotic green lotus emerged from the sea of wheels, swimming like a real dragon, separating the power of life from the ocean of death.
This is the blue lotus in Ye Fanlun's sea, which is more than others, and it is constantly swimming at this time, turning into a dragon-shaped curve.
"Boom!"
In the creation of the world, amidst the chaotic atmosphere, Ye Fan's wheel sea stabilized, and the chaotic green lotus turned into a yin-yang dividing line, separating the yin fish from 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 abruptly, he knew that he had succeeded and was about to break through!
At this time, his whole body was full of radiance, his body was radiant, and every inch of his flesh and blood was incomparably brilliant.
"Success!" Nine-tailed Crocodile exclaimed.
"You're not going to cross the catastrophe, are you?" Long Ma was also stunned.
People in the realm of sages must have a solid foundation, and few people dare to advance aggressively, but Ye Fan relied on such a strong accumulation to break through life and death, and he succeeded.
"I want to dissipate the strength just now, and I need to change to another place to cross the catastrophe." Ye Fan said.
"Haven't you already smelted the power of life and the power of death?" Longma and Nine-tailed Crocodile were shocked and puzzled.
"I need opposing powers to break through, but not to merge or incorporate them. The way I cultivate requires only my own strength. I only need to open the treasures of my body and open the divine doors in my body."
Now, what Ye Fan wants to cultivate is only his own strength.
Long Ma's eyes suddenly became hot, and he said: "Then the power of life you radiate can help others?"
Ye Fan nodded, and said, "There will be infinite life force released."
"If the power of death contained in it is released, wouldn't it become a big killer!?" Nine-tailed Crocodile thought of the majestic death energy.
Suddenly, there were terrifying waves in the distance, and a group of powerful creatures came quickly.
"Who is the first to snatch the Lord's ancient artifact?" A loud roar came, and someone from the Holy Spirit line from outside the territory arrived.
"No, a big war broke out. The tenth city of the human race and this ancient star may have become a terrible killing field. Let's go out!"
The worst situation may have already happened. The Supreme Holy Spirit led thousands of troops to kill from the depths of the universe!