Chapter 693: Who is spreading rumors about the fall of Dao Ancestor?!

In the Great World of Taiyi, within the Xuanwei Heaven domain, lies the Southern Yu Continent and the vast Mengmu Sea Region.

The sky was overcast, shrouded in a layer of dark clouds. The thick cloud cover pressed down, completely obscuring the two bright suns, casting the entire sea region into a dim atmosphere.

The sea was turbulent, with deep black-blue waves rolling across the vast expanse of water. The gloomy sky reflected on the sea, giving the water a mysterious and dark texture.

In the distance, where the sea and sky met, a blurred boundary line formed.

The endless sea merged with the gray sky, as if enveloping the entire world in boundless silence.

Today did not seem like a good day for cultivating immortality.

On a massive island.

Various sea tribes came and went, and the coast was filled with enormous treasure ships, though they were covered in filth, with piles of underwater cultivation waste everywhere.

This was the Garbage Recycling Island, within the domain of the garbage recycling plant.

However, today on the island, a powerful aura surged into the sky. Unity realm experts continuously emerged from teleportation arrays, exuding a murderous aura, their fingers trembling with urgency.

They said nothing, heading towards the island's forbidden area, the cultivation site of Ji Yan, the ruler of the garbage recycling plant.

There, a fourth-grade Spirit Vein was located, with clear mountains and waters, untouched by any filth.

Rumble—

The ground trembled continuously as powerful figures from various clans emerged from the Immortal Prison. Qi Ming hovered in the sky, emitting a mournful cry, reluctant to land.

Qian Shan, Yao Yue, Tian Li, Yuan Ming, Yun Shao, and others stood at the forefront, their faces grim, looking incredulously at the familiar figure ahead, seemingly waiting for him to speak.

But Ji Yan merely gazed at the sky, silent, his aura restrained like a mortal.

At this moment, only Yao Yue bit her lip, her voice trembling, "Ji Yan, in the Prison Pavilion... the primordial spirit imprint of Lord Crossing the World has vanished, even the aura has been obliterated, the source of the Immortal Dao extinguished!"

Her body was filled with a chilling cold, never feeling so cold in her heart. Even if the primordial spirit dissipated, at least the portrait in the Prison Pavilion would dim, not without a chance of revival.

But the destruction of the portrait... meant the destruction of the Immortal Dao source, the world would not exist, and the star matrix would obliterate this person's aura, with no chance of rebirth!

"Ji Yan, even Senior Black Bull's portrait and aura are the same!"

Tian Li roared, his eyes gradually bloodshot, his face ferocious, murderous aura overwhelming, gritting his teeth, "Who could kill Lord Crossing the World, who?!!"

"Tian Li!" Qian Shan's gaze turned stern, his face extremely grim, suppressing Tian Li's aura, he spoke, "Do not disrupt the formation, the news from the Celestial Path Track says their last destination was the battlefield beyond the boundary."

"Tian Li, wait for Ji Yan's decision."

Yun Shao also pressed down on Tian Li, knowing that the person he revered most was Lord Crossing the World. She calmly said, "Miss Nangong's Thousand Mechanism Spirit Seal is also completely sealed, they must have encountered some secret realm beyond the boundary, it doesn't necessarily mean something happened."

"Yun Shao, really?!" Tian Li shouted, he loved to hear that.

"To simultaneously sever everything from those two, it must have been an Immortal Dao supreme expert, the secret realm beyond the boundary is too vague."

Yuan Ming suddenly interjected with unusual rationality, a gleam in his eyes, "The opponent should be an evil spirit from the battlefield beyond the boundary."

"Yuan Ming, if you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"

Yao Yue suddenly shouted at him angrily, "Usually you can't even let out a fart, only focusing on refining your magical artifacts, but today you're quite articulate!"

"I..." Yuan Ming looked at the unfriendly gazes around him and fell silent, shaking his head with a sigh, no longer speaking.

"Ji Yan!"

Tian Li angrily rushed forward, standing beside him, questioning, "Why aren't you speaking, do you not know what to do now?!"

"What to do..."

Ji Yan's eyes dimmed, looking into the distance, he slowly spoke, "Hold a grand ceremony for the family of Crossing the World, let Song Heng come to build a grand tomb, to protect the fortune of our garbage recycling plant, the spirits of Crossing the World's family will surely see it from the heavens."

"Ji Yan, are you crazy?!" Tian Li was now somewhat irrational, continuously roaring and howling, his face extremely hideous, "Aren't we going to search the battlefield beyond the boundary?!"

"That is the act of a reckless man, now that the military courts of various ancient immortal kingdoms have entered the battlefield, how can we search with our strength?!"

Ji Yan was evidently rarely angry, seemingly not calm in his heart, "We should continue to develop towards the Celestial Path Track, expand our power and wealth, only then will we have the strength to enter the battlefield beyond the boundary to find people, understand!"

Tian Li sneered, taking a few steps back, looking at Qian Shan and others with their calm and rational demeanor, pointing at them, "If you don't go, I will, I must see the body if dead!"

"Tian Li, I will go with you."

Yao Yue also stood out at this time, her eyes resolute, "If we can't find them, we'll die there."

"I will go too." Yunying stepped forward from afar, sighing slightly, "It seems we can't wait for Miss Nangong to return here, only bad news."

"Greetings, Senior Yunying."

Everyone respectfully cupped their hands, this person was the patron of the garbage recycling plant, a Great Ascension Venerable, the development over the years was inseparable from this person's deterrence.

Yunying nodded slightly, looking at Tian Li and Yao Yue, "The nearest place is to enter from the Heavenly Melody Immortal Kingdom, if we find nothing, I will return to the Wild Heaven Region."

"Thank you, Senior Yunying!"

"Thank you, Senior Yunying!"

……

Everyone's expressions were complex, bowing their heads to this person, a fierce beast's roar echoed in the sky, Qi Ming also landed at this time, it too wanted to go, at least to find Senior Black Bull's remains!

Tian Li clenched his fists, taking a deep look at Ji Yan, his eyes revealing a hint of disappointment, he turned and left with Yunying.

Ji Yan's eyes revealed a look of exhaustion, waving his sleeve and turning around, "With Crossing the World's death, if you no longer wish to follow the garbage recycling plant, you may leave as you wish, if we meet again, we will naturally still be friends."

As these words fell, the atmosphere instantly became subtle, the tens of thousands of released spirits from the prison all had complex expressions in their eyes, at least they should wait a little longer.

No one spoke, the silence was so profound that not a single breath could be heard.

"Then go prepare, do not disturb me again." Ji Yan finished speaking and walked towards the mountain, his back becoming incredibly lonely, no longer having the warmth and gentleness, only a sense of great defeat.

Everyone also quietly left, heavy-hearted, even feeling the garbage recycling plant was on the verge of collapse.

It was only now they realized, they were willing to stay at the garbage recycling plant, not because of the abundant Immortal Dao resources here, nor because of Ji Yan, but because of the existence of Lord Crossing the World...

A month later, on Li Chen Island, at the Immaculate Immortal Ridge.

The entire ridge was covered with yellow paper, like thousands of yellow butterflies dancing in the air, each piece of yellow paper filled with mournful eulogies.

The yellow paper fluttered in the breeze, making a soft rustling sound, like endless wails and laments.

Rows of tombstones were neatly arranged on the ridge, each stone engraved with the names and life stories of the deceased, especially the name of Old Man Crossing the World, which was particularly prominent, with a few fish placed in front.

Song Heng continuously scattered yellow paper into the air, tears streaming down, he cried out mournfully, "Factory owner, Senior Black Bull, Miss Nangong... and Brother Dog, may you have a smooth journey~~~"

"Brother Dog, it seems Fat Song's quilt cannot protect the immortal path, it was he who harmed you!!"

Gu Lisheng closed his eyes slightly, tears of pain streaming down, "Fishing Emperor, the epic battle back then is still vivid in my mind, I never thought now black-haired people would send off black-haired people, I will surely wait for your reincarnation, to fight the heavens again!"

"Factory owner, may your journey through the ghost gate be smooth, may you slay ghosts if blocked, may your ghost path be smooth~~~"

Song Heng cried out to the sky, presiding over the entire Immortal Dao funeral, the ghostly wails and wolf howls made the tens of thousands standing here feel their scalps tingle, if the factory owner knew in the afterlife, he would surely reach out from the grave to end this fat man!

The entire Immortal Dao funeral lasted for three days, there were even those who brought gifts, Gu Lisheng sighed sadly, giving two hundred low-grade spirit stones for four tombstones.

Immortal Absolute, Mo Fuyang, and others stood like wooden blocks, their eyes lifeless, as if they had suffered an unprecedented blow to their spirits, unable to speak for a long time.

Ji Yan lingered for a long time, sitting by the great lake at the Immaculate Immortal Ridge, drinking tea, and beside him, there was only an unremarkable thatched hut.

"Crossing the World, may you have a smooth journey."

Ji Yan revealed a warm smile, raising his cup to the sky, "I understand your intention..."

At this moment, the ground shook, a few drops of tea spilled from the cup, caught by Ji Yan with mana, his gaze slowly turned towards the direction of the tombstones.

"The ceremony is complete, the tomb is built!"

Song Heng's sharp cry pierced the clouds of the Immaculate Immortal Ridge, the compass needle in his hand spinning wildly.

Terrifying tomb auras shot into the sky, like invisible shadows, enveloping the entire ridge, making the spiritual qi heavy.

The cultivators who came to pay their respects and feast over the past few days watched with twitching eyelids, deeply remembering the name Song Heng, what a professional young man!

……

Beyond the Three Thousand Great Worlds, in the chaotic void of deep space, a low and majestic voice quietly echoed:

"Damn it... Bull, Third Sister, Little Chi, why have I been feeling uneasy these past few days, could it be a heart demon at work?!"