Chapter 921: The Supreme Emperor, the Great Tide of Immortal Light
In the Southern Territory of the Eastern Wasteland, the Holy Land of Shaking Light is located, deep in the earth's veins.
No one in the world knows that there is such a dark and deep abyss here, known as the burial place of immortals.
Not only that, according to the Yaoguang Ancient Holy Sect, the imperial weapons of this sect were nourished by the imperial energy of the supreme being buried in the abyss, and were finally transformed into extreme weapons.
Although the authenticity of this statement has yet to be verified, there is no doubt about the mystery and strangeness of this immortal burial place.
Under normal circumstances, not to mention ordinary monks, even Dao-killing kings or even saints must be careful when visiting, otherwise there is a risk of being swallowed by the abyss at any time.
Fortunately, at this moment, at the edge of the great abyss, there is still a large black cauldron floating and rising with supreme majesty, and it can actually compete with the pitch-black abyss in front of it.
At the same time, a young man who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old slowly approached the big cauldron. It was Ye Fan who had just joined the Light Holy Land.
He silently recited the Holy Law of Shaking Light in his heart, and his whole body burst into immeasurable brilliance. That aura was vaguely connected with the ancient cauldron in front of him, and he was unsurprisingly protected by the latter.
It can only be said that the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron is worthy of being a supreme weapon. Even if the gods in it have not revived, just the traces of the great gods hanging down naturally will bring out the terrifying aura that permeates the abyss.
Isolated.
"call--"
Seeing this situation, Ye Fan could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He immediately raised his head and looked directly at the Taoist Taoist soldier who was shining brightly in front of him.
I saw that on the wall of the black gold cauldron with dragon patterns, many ancient and vicissitudes of carvings appeared, and there were mysterious and inexplicable Taoist rhymes, which could easily resist this extremely weird immortal burial place.
And this was also the first time that Ye Fan had a profound understanding of the horror of the emperor's realm. Even if it was just a weapon, it was not a monk of this level, but it had such power, which was really awe-inspiring.
No wonder the ancient sage Yaoguang once said that it is a great opportunity to be able to enlighten and practice here.
Even if we don't mention the ethereal Heavenly Sound of the Great Dao that may occasionally be heard from the Immortal Burial Ground, even just observing this cauldron will undoubtedly be of great benefit to the cultivation of Yaoguang disciples.
Just glancing at the big cauldron, the Holy Fluctuating Light Method in Ye Fan's body began to operate independently, accompanied by the roar of scriptures, as if an ancient saint was preaching to him, which made him listen like crazy.
Like drunk.
"Boy, come closer!"
Suddenly, a rather urgent urging voice came from Ye Fan's mind, which shocked him. To exaggerate, he almost went crazy.
Ye Fan frowned slightly and immediately calmed down:
"Why do you dare to show up? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the ancient saint?"
Although the true form of the ancient saint has left, Ye Fan has every reason to believe that the other party must be paying attention to this place silently, and it is impossible to let a junior in the wheel sea realm act alone here.
Just when Ye Fan was thinking like this, in his vast ocean of consciousness, there was a gloomy and strange black mist surging, and a pale and evil figure loomed in it, which was the evil ghost.
Regarding Ye Fan's worries, the evil spirit was completely disdainful:
"Don't worry, even though that guy has his spiritual mind to pay attention to this place, he still has a long way to go before he can detect my existence."
Hearing what the evil ghost said, Ye Fan felt a little relieved.
So that's the case, no wonder this guy dared to poke his head in.
The evil ghost didn't care at all what Ye Fan was thinking, and quickly continued to urge:
"Go quickly, I want to see what the so-called miracle of religious worship is all about."
Obviously, the evil ghost did not believe a word of what the Ancient Sage Yaoguang said.
Ye Fan thought for a moment and quickly agreed.
After all, when it comes to being curious about the Yaoguang Emperor's soldiers, he is definitely no less curious than the evil ghosts.
Having made up his mind, he immediately opened his eyes, which were full of surprise. Ye Fan stood up and slowly approached the dragon-patterned black gold tripod with a curious look on his face.
In the eyes of the secret ancient sage, it was perfectly normal for a person to be excited when he came into contact with a Jida weapon for the first time and wanted to get closer to observe.
Of course, Ye Fan also controlled a certain degree and never got too close, otherwise it would be bad if he really touched the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron and caused changes.
At the same time, under the cover of Ye Fan's aura, the evil ghost's cold spiritual thoughts slowly came out to observe the Emperor Cauldron in front of him.
"Hmph! I'm just asking, where did this miracle come from?"
In his mind, the evil ghost's tone was as expected, which made Mark's heart move, and he immediately said:
"You mean, this cauldron was not made by heaven and earth, but was forged by a supreme being?"
"good."
The evil ghost naturally has nothing to hide about this.
After receiving the evil ghost's affirmative answer, Ye Fan couldn't help but trembled all over, and his eyes were even more shining.
Sure enough, on that night of lightning and thunder, a supreme being came to the Holy Land of Shaking Light and cast the black gold Emperor Cauldron with dragon patterns.
I just don’t know how much Yaoguang Holy Land knows about this...
With this thought in his mind, Ye Fan spoke excitedly and quickly asked:
"Then, can you tell which emperor actually made this cauldron?"
"Forehead--"
After hearing Ye Fan's question, a slightly embarrassed look appeared on the evil ghost's pale face covered by the black mist.
In response to this, the evil ghost did not choose to answer directly, but continued to observe with his spiritual thoughts, and then said in a rather strange tone:
"According to common sense, whenever the Supreme Refines Taoist weapons, they will inevitably imprint their own Tao and principles on them. However, in the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron in front of us, such traces are extremely thin, like——"
Having said this, the evil ghost couldn't help but paused, and finally said in a deep voice:
"It's like, it's like it was made casually."
Refined casually!?
Ye Fan never expected that the evil ghost would come to such an absurd conclusion, which was like a fantasy.
Of course, Ye Fan is by no means a dull person, and he naturally heard the evil ghost's overtones.
Most of the Supreme Weapon Refiners need to interweave their own avenues with it, in order to achieve the ultimate power of the latter.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, the man who forged the Imperial Armament for Fluttering Light just made it "randomly". It is enough to show that his cultivation level is probably
And far above ordinary great emperors.
Realizing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but curiously asked:
"Are there many people in this world who can easily refine an imperial weapon?"
Hearing this, the evil ghost thought for a moment and then said calmly:
"Throughout the ancient history of cultivation in the human world, the only ones who can do this are at least those on the Supreme Heavenly Emperor level."
"Although there are definitely not many such figures, it is difficult for me to judge for a moment which Emperor this cauldron was made by."
I never thought that even the evil ghost with mysterious origins would not be able to understand the identity behind the man who forged the black gold imperial cauldron with dragon patterns.
While Ye Fan felt a little regretful, he was also more sincerely excited.
Because this also means that there is likely to be another supreme inheritance of a supreme being in the Holy Land of Shaking Light.
And just when they were both deep in thought——
"boom!"
The abyss ahead shook violently, the avenue of void roared, and the sky collapsed.
It was like an ancient and majestic world had opened, and a tide of fairy light far greater than before came surging forward.
I saw thousands of dragon auras gushing out, and chaotic fairy light like the sea, illuminating the huge abyss, making it as bright as day.
Under the boundless auspicious colors and divine glow, Ye Fan's figure was really insignificant, as if he would be swallowed up in the next moment.
"Buzz——"
Perhaps sensing the riot at the Immortal Burial Ground, the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron was no longer silent, and a mysterious Taoist rhyme circulated.
I saw that the Dao patterns on the cauldron wall seemed to come to life, endless black light surged, and the majesty of the extreme Dao spread.
"Wow!"
The seemingly majestic and unstoppable tide of fairy light swept straight towards him, but the moment it touched the black light, it was annihilated into nothingness.
The power of Ji Dao is really terrifying.
At the same time, along with the overwhelming wave of immortal light, in Ye Fan's mind, the sound of the heavenly sound of the great avenue boomed, like a yellow bell and a big Lu, deafening and enlightening.
Although it was difficult for Ye Fan to understand the true meaning of the great road, he was still deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate himself.