Chapter 309: Unbeatable on the Ancient Road, the Little One's Trace

Can you get away?

Watching the disheveled Liu Mingde flee, Yang Zhu raised his immortal sword, and with the aid of the formation diagram, he struck down from the void! The emperor sword was bright red like blood, gorgeous and dripping; at this moment the crimson glow pierced the sun and moon, a wisp of breath could tear the universe, dazzling and blinding! With a bang, Liu Mingde was split in two by the immortal sword, his essence blood scattering like a gorgeous firework exploding, shocking to the heart.

The ultimate Dao emperor's weapon cannot be blocked; not even a great saint can withstand it! Seeing this, people were horrified; an absolute powerhouse capable of sweeping a star field fell just like that.

Under the collective gaze of many talents and heavenly pride, Yang Zhu, holding his immortal sword, forcefully split the spot, causing his body to perish and his Dao to vanish! "You..."

Liu Feng, a great saint under three hundred years old, now had his soul trembling, his scalp numb, and he fearfully gazed at that black-robed figure.

Three hundred years to become a great saint, do you think that with this you deserve to fight me?

Yang Zhu held his immortal sword, his black hair flowing like a waterfall, casually spread; his eyes were brighter than the sea of stars, with various divine dao laws appearing, evolving into the supreme mystery.

His voice was not loud, yet it carried an supreme majesty that intimidated the six directions and eight wildernesses, making even the gods tremble.

Boom!

Purple-gold blood energy boiled, a sea of laws surged forth, and an invincible peerless silhouette stood tall above the phantom, with an ancient bell atop its head, from which billions of strands of immortal radiance poured down.

Ding!

The bell rang, unknown how far it carried, exuding an air of antiquity and authority; myriad stars trembled, and the nine heavens and ten earths would submit.

That... is the Wushi Great Emperor!

In the final pass, someone shouted loudly, heartfelt reverence, prostrating in worship, emotions surging to the point of being unable to calm.

Lin Feng's pupils contracted, his heart felt as if struck by a heavy hammer, his breath caught, and even he wanted to perform a great rite on the spot.

But he did not, standing firm like a heavenly stone pillar, nailed to the spot, yet he dared not gaze upon that silhouette, deliberately avoiding it.

Who would have expected, the silhouette on the sea of laws moved, the face shrouded in chaos slightly turned backward by a fraction.

Using one's own body to form a phantom, unprecedented in history!

In an instant, the emperor's aura permeated, vast and majestic; all cosmic beings and myriad worlds trembled, hearts filled with awe.

It seemed as if a true ancient emperor had come through the azure void to stand before everyone! "Crack crack crack..."

Lin Feng was enveloped by the emperor's might, as if struck hard he spat a mouthful of blood, then a cracking sound came from within his body, his bones... breaking inch by inch!

Bang!

His face turned ferocious, his body nearly twisted, finally unable to support himself, his legs spasmed and he knelt down.

His upper body was also suppressed by Yang Zhu's phantom and the Slay Immortal Sword Formation, pressed firmly to the ground, unable to rise.

Hah, the Emperor's Son's status is noble; how can you, a mere great saint, dare to shout and defile? Speak another word, and I will exterminate your Liu clan!

The Black Emperor raised his huge head, spirit exuberant, arrogantly standing before Lin Feng, his face full of contempt, brimming with deep scorn.

My little black hasn't even gotten to the point where you can help me teach him a lesson.

Yang Zhu's eyes held contempt, not a deliberate act but a natural expression; thus, it made Lin Feng's heart grow even colder.

It turned out the other party had never placed himself in his eyes, regarding him as an opponent...

Yang Zhu merely looked down on Liu Feng, made no move, and after a moment left with the Black Emperor and Dragon Horse, not glancing at Liu Feng again.

I have followed the Wushi Great Emperor, and now I follow beside the Emperor's Son; do you think you can kill me just because of you? Let a Quasi-Emperor come!

Before leaving, the Black Emperor kicked Lin Feng with a lifted leg, but the strength disparity was too great; not only did it fail to injure the opponent, he himself nearly got flung away.

Fortunately, after a stumble, he managed to stop in time.

Damn, your skin is still thick, you do have some skill; how about this: wait until I become a Great Emperor, then I might consider taking you as a human pet.

Amidst a stream of cursing and lewdness, the Black Emperor waddled along behind.

The Liu clan has provoked the Emperor's Son; no matter how profound their previous foundation, decline is not far off...

A clan with two great saints, yet in the Emperor's Son's hands they cannot stir even a ripple; the youth supreme's reputation is not in vain!

The Chaos Holy Fetus wields a supreme immortal sword to suppress and slay a great saint; truly shocking!

The news spread, circulating throughout the Starry Sky Ancient Road, causing all the extraordinary to erupt; even many years later, this dreamlike glorious feat is still praised by later generations.

Leaving behind a remarkable divine trace to be admired.

After leaving the Emperor Pass, Yang Zhu did not rush back to the Northern Dipper but instead traversed vast star fields, constantly honing himself.

During this period, he trained at the final pass of each ancient road, as well as between the various Golden Ancient Roads and Mythic Ancient Roads, gaining much insight.

Three years passed in a flash; Yang Zhu defeated opponents on over a dozen ancient roads, the title of Chaos Holy Fetus spread throughout the depths of the universe, inspiring awe and fear.

Wherever he went, everyone treated him like a deity, daring not to offend, feeling his intimidation from the bottom of their hearts.

As for Ye Fan, who possesses the Holy Body, he continued forward, these years also making a name for himself, earning admiration from many.

However, compared to the Chaos Holy Fetus, the Ancient Holy Body that has not appeared for hundreds of thousands of years is also unable to escape being drowned out by Yang Zhu's brilliant divine light.

(In the original work, Ye Fan took over a hundred years to reach the Final City, but now only a dozen years have passed—far slower by comparison, and this is even after accelerating the pace considerably; previously he skipped to observe the thirtieth pass, and the God Demon Hidden Land campaign lasted only a few years, etc.) Yang Zhu differs from other path-provers; logically, the higher the realm, the harder it should be to advance, yet he is the opposite.

As his realm rose, Yang Zhu's comprehension of the Dao and time became ever more terrifying, his realm increasing at an astonishing speed.

When he first broke through the Saint King realm, he accumulated then erupted, breaking through two levels at once to reach the second tier of the Saint King; after three years, he has successfully arrived at the fourth level.

Many of these gains came from his training; he has entered countless divine relics, the harvest indescribable except as astonishing.

Just the Great Emperor's ruins—he has entered no fewer than a dozen, each time yielding extraordinary gains.

Even the Black Emperor and Dragon Horse have made considerable progress in the Saint King realm; their strength is not to be underestimated—who could deal with them if no great saint appears?

It's time to go back; Yue'er is waiting for me.

That day, Yang Zhu and his two companions returned to the Human Race Ancient Road, overlooking the mighty pass under the starry sky; over these years, many more talents have gathered here.

The Path to Immortality is about to open; the Northern Dipper is destined to be extraordinarily lively!

The Black Emperor wore a look of hope; on the ancient road he could practically walk sideways, already eager to return.

They entered the city, originally intending to check the Liu family's situation, but Yang Zhu, in an inadvertent moment, saw a painting.

Before a jade stele, there was a painting posted in a very conspicuous spot.

It depicted a little girl about four or five years old, dirty and pitiful, resembling a young beggar.

But her pair of gem-like large eyes were exceptionally clear and bright, spotless and flawless, without a single blemish.

"Xiao Nannan?"

Yang Zhu froze; the little girl in the portrait was exactly that lovable little rascal!

He couldn't help but wonder why Xiao Nannan's portrait would appear here. What on earth is going on?

"Good heavens, isn't that Xiao Guai Guai?!"

The Black Emperor stared in shock, his eyes nearly popping out, unable to believe it. He immediately stopped someone to ask about the situation, learning that the portrait had just been posted not long ago, drawn by Yin Tian De, supposedly to attract Ye Fan.

Also Yin Tian De.

Similarly, Zi Wei appears as Zi Wei.

Gu Xing appears as Gu Xing.

Continue.

"Where is he now?"

Da Hei Gou seemed impatient, eager to find out Yin Tian De's whereabouts and get to the bottom of things.

"Huh? No way... Da Hei Gou... Chi Lin Ma... That person is an imperial son!"

Upon hearing the news, Yang Zhu and his companions hurriedly left for that wine house.

He had been waiting there at that wine house for the Holy Body to arrive.

The young man answering them watched the three departing figures, seeming to recall something, his expression becoming excited.

"Brother Yang... long time no see."

Yin Tian De jumped to his feet instantly upon seeing Yang Zhu, astonished and delighted.

The Holy Body didn't arrive; instead, a Chaos Holy Fetus appeared.

Back on Yinghuo Ancient Star, Yang Zhu gave him a great opportunity, transmitting one of the Nine Secrets to him—a favor not to be underestimated.

Also the Nine Secrets.

Given Yin Tian De's talent, he could easily rank among the foremost in the present era, with few able to earn his admiration—Yang Zhu being one of them.

"Long time no see; what's the story with the portrait you posted? Tell me about it."

After a brief greeting, Yang Zhu got straight to the point.

"You mean that Dao Fruit? This matter starts from..."

Yin Tian De first had everyone sit down, then he explained everything in detail.

Originally, after decades, Xiao Nannan had arrived in the Zi Wei Star Region; not long after, word spread that the little girl with her hair tied in sheep-horn braids was actually an incarnation of the Dao Fruit.

Also the Dao Fruit again.

It is said that if one captures and consumes it, they can gain the chance to become immortal, a temptation no one can resist. When the news spread, no faction in Zi Wei could remain indifferent; numerous divine dynasties and ancient forces sprang into action, all seeking to seize Xiao Nannan.

Because of this, Zi Wei erupted in a bloody battle, with countless forces drawn in, fighting recklessly and suffering heavy losses.

But unfortunately, each time they were about to capture her, a divine light would whisk Xiao Nannan away, leaving her whereabouts unknown thereafter.

Even so, the forces of Zi Wei never gave up, continuing for decades to search for the little rascal's traces, though not as frenzied as before.

"Little rascal... how could I have forgotten this?"

Hearing Yin Tian De's account, Yang Zhu felt as if his heart were being gripped by a giant hand, an indescribable discomfort.

When Yang Zhu left the Northern Dipper back then, Xiao Nannan was pursued by the ancient clan, after which she vanished—little did he expect she would end up in Zi Wei.

Moreover, she was gone for decades; given her temperament and the many forces hunting her, she likely endured constant displacement and suffered endless grievances.

"Damn it! How dare they lay a hand on Guai Guai? If I ever run into them, I'll wipe them all out!"

The Black Emperor trembled all over, his proud nature such that he was willing to let the little rascal ride on him.

Just thinking about the little rascal suffering decades of injustice made his fury flare up, his demonic energy surging.

The dragon horse had never interacted with Xiao Nannan, but observing the Black Emperor's demeanor showed that this fellow was no ordinary creature; he stood silently to the side, saying nothing.

"Thank you."

"'Brother Yang, you're too polite,' Yin Tian De said with a calm smile, waving his hand."

"I have other matters, so I'll take my leave first."

Yang Zhu would not

Half a month later, Yang Chu and his companions appeared above the Zi Wei Star Region, and suddenly before them was a vast life Gu Xing.

Let me try to deduce.

After casually finding a place to land, Yang Chu immediately began to deduce Xiao Nannan's whereabouts.

Caught by the north side!

As the Dao Fruit of the Ruthless Great Emperor, it should have been impossible to deduce, but Yang Chu merely held a tentative attitude, and unexpectedly it actually succeeded.

However, the result was very vague, only able to know the approximate direction.

The group headed north all the way, crossing billions of miles of the Shang River, and along the way heard many things.

Is there any trace of the God Chase?

Now Xiao Nannan is considered a heaven-sent divine infant, a human-shaped immortal medicine; whoever obtains it can gain endless wondrous uses.

It is said that someone once obtained a strand of her hair, ground it into powder and took it, and it could actually cure the terrifying Dao marks.

Some even claim that its medicinal effect is not inferior to the Immortal Medicine!

What, even the Zi Wei Dynasty has been exterminated?

The Zi Wei Divine Dynasty, an incredibly powerful colossus, has risen for countless ages.

And they had once obtained the divine infant, but this also brought about a catastrophic disaster, and five years ago they were completely destroyed.

However, the divine infant was scattered outside the divine dynasty in that battle, and over the past five years, several people have seen it, each time causing a great slaughter, with the whole world vying for it, but ultimately everyone gained nothing.

The reason every cultivator knows Xiao Nannan is because her portrait has spread throughout the cultivation world for decades, and she has been sought for decades.

Heaven-sent divine infant? That's utter nonsense!

After hearing this, the Black Emperor cursed; since the fall of the Zi Wei Divine Dynasty, these years people have again been harsh toward Xiao Nannan, mobilizing the whole sect to search for her! Now Xiao Nannan is not inferior to a human-shaped immortal medicine; the eternal inheritance and some existences that have remained tranquil for ages have all been stirred.

It can be said that Xiao Nannan's situation is extremely unfavorable, involving too much; the entire Zi Wei Star Region has been stirred up with a huge turmoil, unable to calm down.

…… - none.

Northern Luzhou is a very bitterly cold place, with snowflakes flying all over the sky, bitter winds howling, piercing cold to the bone, and all things are covered with a layer of silver.

Here there are hardly any traces of people, and even wild animals rarely appear; it is truly too desolate.

In a mountain valley, there was a lonely little figure, walking forward in bewilderment.

This is a little girl about three years old, she is filthy all over, her small clothes are already torn, looking like a genuine little beggar.

The little one is really too small, in the icy snowy wilderness she has fallen countless times, her body is covered with ice chips, her little hands are frozen red.

There is no village here, not a trace of human habitation, but Little Nannan doesn't know where to go, she can only keep moving forward.

Otherwise, if she stops, she'll be caught by bad guys again.

"Wuu wuu wuu, Grandfather Xu's family wasn't killed by Nannan... Nannan isn't a monster, isn't..."

Little Nannan walked and cried, feeling extremely wronged, tears like pearls pattered straight down, sinking into the snow up to her calves.

(End of chapter)