Chapter 709

suddenly, a loud explosion rang out, and the Immortal Ancient Arena appeared in the void.

Ye Fan guarded the arena, shocking everyone.

A Zhu Yan appeared, one zhang tall, muscles bulging, fur glowing, possessing explosive power.

It was defeated by Ye Fan with a single punch.

There were also the Eight-Armed Soul Clan, ancient giants...

One heaven-defying talent after another stepped onto the stage to challenge him.

Ye Fan won eight hundred consecutive matches, becoming the first to enter the Immortal Ancient Land of Fortune,

and obtained the Jade Stone Box.

Even later, he encountered the Enchantress again.

The Enchantress told him a heaven-shaking secret.

She had actually seen a blood-stained Cauldron of World Mother Qi, carrying a person, shattering the void; she had chased it all the way, and ended up here.

It was also the cauldron seen on the ancient altar beneath the Black Abyss of the Burial Realm—it did not belong to the past, it did not belong to the present; it came for him!

Ye Fan was naturally shocked.

He asked about the location of the Cauldron of All-Things Mother Qi.

The two of them actually dug a suit of armor out from under the Mother Qi soil.

This armor was very extraordinary, as if someone were wearing it; it had not caved in, buried in the soil.

But after cleaning it all off, they discovered that there was only the armor, in human shape, but its owner was nowhere to be found.

This suit of armor had once belonged to a woman!

It was simple and unadorned, without brilliant luster, but there was no doubt that this was a peerless, rare battle suit, only it was damaged.

And at the very bottom.

They dug out even more: a drop of blood, bright red like a fire diamond, fresh and translucent,

with divine light surging to the heavens; the moment it broke through the soil, it exuded an unfathomable pressure!

Ye Fan and the Enchantress retreated, incredibly shocked. What kind of expert was this?

Just a single drop of blood, and it made their hair stand on end, as if facing a primeval beast.

A drop of blood, brilliantly stunning!

Moreover, what they had to be shocked by was that there was no killing intent; this was just a harmless drop of blood left behind by someone else, yet it possessed a mysterious pressure.

It was the blood on that Mother Qi cauldron,

which had once glowed on that cauldron, illuminating the firmament.

Ye Fan opened his Heavenly Eyes, staring at this drop of blood, but he could not see through it, it was difficult to discern,

as it was wrapped in wisps of chaos energy; what laws and order were inside the blood, he could not peek into.

"Not belonging to the past, not belonging to the present, returning to seek me—what exactly do you want to do?" Ye Fan whispered, his face solemn!!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, this drop of blood exuded a surging aura, as if it had sensed something,

and it was actually like a vast ocean, shaking the void into resonance, trembling violently, about to collapse.

"What kind of person is this?"

The Enchantress exclaimed, opening her beautiful eyes wide, staring at that drop of blood.

"Boom!"

The next moment, that drop of blood became even more astonishing; the fluctuations it exuded tore the firmament, and inside it, bursts of shouting erupted, shaking the heavens and earth.

Vaguely, Ye Fan seemed to hear thousands of troops and horses in battle, the shouting shaking the heavens!

Moreover, at the very next moment, he saw a man, not very clearly, as if looking at him through the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, standing proudly.

It was like... a Heavenly Emperor!

Ye Fan's gaze was like lightning, looking at that person, and he himself also surged with a mysterious aura!

This drop of blood was like a world, with shouting shaking the heavens inside,

as if thousands of troops and horses were in battle, and many of them were unimaginable, supreme figures.

A drop of blood hung in the void, as if reflecting the past, present, and future.

Ye Fan did not move, looking ahead, where there was a man,

blurry, standing proudly between heaven and earth, with a cauldron hanging above his head, dripping down Mother Qi, and also flashing with the brilliance of nine types of Immortal Gold!

This man did not move, as if he and Ye Fan were gazing at each other across the ages,

his eyes incredibly deep, conveying mysterious information that could not be fully described.

"Not existing in heaven and earth, not belonging here, impossible to explain..."

Vaguely, he seemed to hear thunder, accompanied by supreme Immortal Dao tribulations, and words that were faint and indistinct.

"Dang!"

A bell rang out on that battlefield, as if shaking the River of Time,

interfering with the stability of the past, present, and future; a great bell rang leisurely,

and there was a person sitting cross-legged, with his back to all living beings.

He was casting a spell, acting together with someone else, pushing a cauldron,

letting it rush into a passageway, as fragments of time fell like raindrops.

"Is that cauldron the one before me?"

Ye Fan showed a look of shock.

A sigh, there was a female emperor, peerless in grace,

holding an Immortal artifact in her hand, transforming into a sword, a ring, a mask, blooming with supreme brilliance,

and she also acted, striking at a passageway, helping that cauldron fly over.

"Eh, is that Cao Yusheng?!"

Ye Fan was shocked; he saw another person,

looking too much like the little fatty, but fatter, middle-aged, a Daoist priest, also acting to help.

Exactly the same as the grown-up Cao Yusheng—is it Cao Yusheng?

What kind of place was that?

Ye Fan saw gods and demons of the heavens falling,

blood staining the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths; the scene was too terrifying, with several figures standing proudly, fighting.

What exactly were they doing?

And who were they fighting against?

It was too tragic; this battle was simply unbelievable!

A shock that could not be described in words!!

Even Ye Fan was stunned.