Chapter 49

The human body secrets inside him were shining brightly. Among them, the bitter sea, life spring, divine bridge, and other shore were connected into one. The original fog dissipated, turning into a piece of eternal blue sky, with divine patterns intertwined and scattered, laying a solid foundation for the vision of stars shining on the blue sky.

When he reaches the Four Extremities secret realm, his hands and feet will reach the sky and earth, and every gesture will be a law or mysterious technique. Then, the human body vision can be released outside the body.

Such as planting golden lotuses in the bitter sea, the bright moon rising from the sea, stars shining on the blue sky, magnificent mountains and rivers, yin and yang life and death diagrams, Immortal King descending to the nine heavens... all are performances of heaven-proud ones. Relying on this vision, one can often cross one or two small realms to kill great enemies.

Before reaching the Four Extremities, low-level cultivators use the bitter sea to activate the vision, nourishing it within the human body. Although they cannot release it to kill enemies, they can use the vision to improve combat power, strengthen the body, and even resist the pressure of high-level cultivators.

A great star hung high in the bitter sea like an Emperor Star, carrying the blue sky on its back, shining through the ages, stunning time.

A universe diagram encompassed everything, evolving stars, surrounded by time, reflecting the heavens and myriad worlds.

Carrying the Dao with a vessel, transforming the vessel with the Dao!

"I have succeeded!"

Lin Xian laughed, radiant, feeling that he could shatter mountains with one palm and step on rivers with one foot. This was an illusion brought about by the sudden improvement in strength.

However, stepping from the Divine Bridge into the Other Shore realm, with the Wheel Sea secret realm initially formed, he had indeed become many times stronger.

Immediately after, he breathed in and out, taking all the magic treasures, equipment, resources, and the Jade Pure Bottle on his body into the bitter sea.

This is also one of the advantages of the Shrouding Heavens method: using the body as a seed, training the physical body to be stronger than magic treasures, equivalent to carrying a storage bag with you.

And as the realm grows, the human body secret realm will continue to expand. After the Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Venerable of the mythical era passed away, his Emperor body turned into a galaxy and divine domain, as vast as a real world.

The Old Madman raised his eyelids and said indifferently: "Not bad."

Lin Xian's foundation, placed in the Heaven Swirl Holy Land six thousand years ago, could only be considered average, but placed six thousand years later, it definitely ranks in the top ten.

Because, the current Heaven Swirl Holy Land has less than ten people in total.

Only when the vast sea flows can the true character of a hero be revealed; only when the green mountains stand tall can the ambition of the clouds not fall.

The Old Madman pondered for a moment, took out an antique purple-gold Dao crown from somewhere, and threw it to Lin Xian.

Lin Xian's eyes lit up. It had seven-star Dao patterns on it, blooming like lotus flowers, flashing with a little immortal light, definitely not an ordinary item. He couldn't help but ask: "Senior, what treasure is this?"

"The Holy Lord gave it to me back then." The Old Madman shook his head and said: "I'll give it to you now."

"Thank you, senior." Lin Xian was overjoyed. The things given to the sect's heaven-proud ones by the Heaven Swirl Holy Lord back then were definitely sacred objects for saving lives and protecting the body. With this crown, the safety index instantly rose by several levels.

At least he didn't have to worry about two Great Powers fighting and him accidentally passing by, only to be killed by the aftermath.

"Senior..." Ye Fan saw this and also eagerly leaned forward, hoping to ask the Old Madman for a magic treasure to protect himself.

The Old Madman fell silent. He had been mad for six thousand years, and the scrap metal on his body had long been thrown away. Only this crown carried his thoughts about the Heaven Swirl Holy Land, so he nourished it in his bitter sea and never abandoned it.

Where would he have any divine weapons or sharp tools to leave for Ye Fan now?

Lin Xian saw the Old Madman's embarrassment, coughed, pulled Ye Fan away, and said earnestly: "Little Ye Zi, this crown is passed down to the Holy Son, which means it will definitely be passed to you in the future."

"Now that I am the Holy Lord, I will keep it for you first and give it to you later."

Ye Fan's mouth twitched, only feeling that this rhetoric was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

After traveling another few thousand miles, the Old Madman was naturally fine, and Ye Fan and Lin Xian were both cultivators who could endure, refining the essence of heaven and earth. But little Tingting, a mortal, had to eat.

So the four of them stayed in a small city to purchase some supplies.

"Big Brother, Tingting wants to eat candied haws..." Little Tingting's soft voice sounded, pulling on Ye Fan's sleeve.

Ye Fan smiled dotingly, touched Tingting's head, treating her like his own sister, and said softly: "You wait, I'll go buy it for you."

"Thank you, Big Brother." Little Tingting waved happily.

Ye Fan smiled and walked towards the market, his homesickness growing heavier. He silently guessed whether his parents had added a younger brother or sister for him in the few years he had been missing.

Just as Ye Fan was holding a string of candied haws and turning to leave, a sudden old voice sounded.

"It is truly a case of 'wherever life leads, we shall meet'..."

An old man with a skeletal frame and white hair covering his face came to him like a ghost.

"Elder Han!" Ye Fan was so shocked he almost dropped the candied haws.

"It seems we are very fated. I am looking for you." Elder Han of the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven laughed sinisterly.

"What does Elder Han want with me?" Ye Fan narrowed his eyes.

Elder Han was like dry firewood, his flesh withered, only a layer of old skin wrapped around his bones, plus his white hair covering his face, looking very scary. He said miserably: "I prepared endless spiritual medicine for you, but I couldn't find you. I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Prepared a lot of spiritual medicine for me?" Ye Fan's eyes lit up, eager to move.

"You are the main medicine, other spiritual medicines are supplementary." Elder Han said unhurriedly.

"Oh, is that so?"

Ye Fan was unhurried, found a place to sit down, and said lazily: "There is one thing, do you know?"

"What thing?" Elder Han was stunned.

"I have someone behind me." Ye Fan chuckled, spinning the candied haws.

"Someone? You mean Wu Qingfeng, distant water cannot save near..." Elder Han sneered, just about to make a move, when his body suddenly stiffened, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

At the corner, a figure slowly walked over, stood behind Ye Fan, and smiled: "What should I call you, fellow Daoist?"

"Easy to say!"

Elder Han cupped his hands in a salute, his heart giving birth to the intention to retreat. He moved back a few steps, ready to run away at any time, and prevaricated: "I am Han Li. I have something to do today, so I will take my leave first."

"You want to capture my Heaven Swirl disciple to refine medicine?"

Suddenly, a vicissitudinous voice sounded. At the corner, a white-haired old man with a little girl sitting on his shoulder walked slowly, with a peerless majesty, standing behind Ye Fan and Lin Xian.

Ye Fan, Lin Xian, the Old Madman, Jiang Tingting, four figures, inadvertently crossed and overlapped, turning into a tall giant under the setting sun.

"I said it, I have someone behind me." Ye Fan sighed with regret, but couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth rising.

At this moment, Elder Han's breathing stagnated, and he was so oppressed that he couldn't shout, as if he had been hit by a immobilization spell, standing stiffly in place, a trace of fear appearing in his pupils.

Divine Bridge realm fighting Saint realm? Really, fake!

Not even mourning for the old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei of Longhu Mountain for a moment, the one about to arrive at the battlefield is Elder Han of the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven!

(End of chapter)