The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

After a hundred years of vicissitudes, Jiang Xuan finally returned from the god's game world and once again set foot in the world of Zhutian.

His figure was like a towering mountain, standing between heaven and earth, emitting endless pressure. A hundred years had left deep marks on his face, but his eyes were even deeper and brighter, as if they contained the sea of ​​stars.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan has already stood at the pinnacle of humanity. Every step he takes causes the earth to tremble and the wind and clouds to change color. The familiar atmosphere of the world of Shrouding the Sky blows towards him, but his state of mind is no longer the same as before.

"It's time to end the activity. I wonder how Yao Xi and the others are doing?"

He took a step forward and the figure disappeared.

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Zixia rushed over first, tears in her eyes, and complained in a crying voice: "Jiang Xuan, you are so heartless. You have been gone for so long, and our lives have been so miserable, do you know?"

Yao Xi followed closely behind, biting her lip, with a mixture of longing and anger in her eyes: "You are out there making your own way, have you ever thought about how we feel at home, missing you day and night, and living in fear?"

Even though they were full of complaints, their eyes fixed on Jiang Xuan were filled with affection and longing that could not be concealed.

Jiang Xuan walked forward with guilt, hugged them in his arms, and said in a low and gentle voice: "Zixia, Yaoxi, it's my fault that you have suffered. From now on, I will never leave you again and will make it up to you."

Zixia and Yao Xi leaned in Jiang Xuan's arms, their tears soaking his clothes, but their hands held him tightly, as if they were afraid that he would disappear again if they let go.

Time flies, and more than a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Tiny creatures do not know the passage of time. Over a hundred years, mortals can only pass on for several generations, and dynasties will also alternate between the old and the new.

For a cultivator, more than a hundred years is enough to change the world.

In today's drastic changes in the world, ordinary cultivators can also reach the pinnacle. The young generation who originally had excellent talents have now achieved success and fame.

Ye Fan, Pang Bo, the Ji family's divine body, the Holy Son of Yaoguang, Nan Yao and others are all famous throughout the world and have established a great reputation in the ancient path of cultivating immortals.

It is worth mentioning that the name of Zhonghuang has been mentioned again. In the past, Zhonghuang Beidi was famous for a time, but after Beidi passed away, this name was ridiculed. Some people said that although they have extraordinary qualifications, their strength is limited. If they claim to be emperors, they will not be able to withstand the fate of emperors and will inevitably fall. But in recent years, the name of Zhonghuang has been mentioned more and more frequently, and Xiang Yufei no longer rejects it, as if he has accepted it.

"Someone discovered a Chaos Body!"

"Yin Tiande is about to become invincible!"

"Is Yaoguang going to rule the world?"

Rumors spread throughout the world, and one dazzling star after another rose up, illuminating the vast sky, breaking through the horizon of this era, and blooming the brightest light.

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This is a rare and amazing era, a brilliant and glorious era, and an incomparable golden age. People living in this era are fortunate to witness its advent! However, for those who are determined to prove their truth, this world is also full of hardships, and they must defeat many geniuses to become the leader.

The vast starry sky is boundless, and the ancient road that everyone walks is different. In the past, Ye Fan set foot on this ancient road in pursuit of Jiang Xuan's whereabouts. He was already invincible in the world and reached the end, leaving behind many legends. But he still could not find Jiang Xuan's trace.

"Jiang Xuan, where are you?" Ye Fan muttered to himself.

"Maybe, we can meet Brother Jiang in the last level. Let's go there. If Brother Jiang has been here, he must have left his name!" Pang Bo sighed beside him.

Ye Fan and others used the ancient road of the human race and successfully jumped into the ultimate place. In front of them, a majestic pass stood tall, with chaotic energy lingering around it. No matter how long it passed, its traces would not disappear, showing its majestic atmosphere in the void.

This pass has no name, but the names of powerful people such as Human Emperor, Amitabha, Ruthless Man, Void, Wu Shi, and Green Emperor are all engraved on the stone pillars. The past events are self-evident.

The pillars reach up to the sky and reach into the nebula, like pillars of the sky, standing quietly in front of the pass. The lines of time are intertwined on them, and the weight of history is overwhelming.

The Pillar of the Human Emperor is filled with the energy of the moon, and the sound of the heavenly way is faint, as if telling of its former majesty. On Mount Xumi, the traces of the Great Leiyin Temple demonstrate the supreme Dharma of Amitabha Buddha.

On the ruthless pillar, the marks of ghost faces and tears are still there, accompanied by bitterness and smiles, telling the legend of a lifetime. The pillar of emptiness, the residual image of the ancient mirror, fought to death, quelled the unrest in the restricted area, and the ending was also heroic.

The stone pillars accompanying the Chaos Bell have no beginning and no end, facing away from all living things, life and death remain a mystery, only the spirit of the Supreme Being remains. The Blue Lotus Pillar stands alone, shaking the eternal blue sky, and the Blue Emperor's demeanor is so impressive that it can see through the Immortal Realm.

There are more than ten stone pillars standing side by side, engraved with the seals of powerful people of various races from the emperor to the great emperor. The glory and honor of the past have all turned into a mark of time.

Many emperors have walked this ancient road. Although they have never met each other, the state of mind of leaving their names here is inspiring. It is useless to sigh that time has passed and the past is hard to catch up.

Ye Fan and his party arrived at the first level of the Ultimate Ancient Road.

The Great Emperor was born in the midst of brutal struggles, and he honed himself all the way until he finally became a saint, standing above all realms. Looking around, it was difficult to find an opponent. He could only reflect on the spirit of the ancient deceased emperors and regard them as his own kind.

Ye Fan and others walked slowly along the stone pillars, looking at the ancient relics and gazing at the sacred stones. They were deeply shocked in their hearts, as if the figures of lonely emperors who had stood here one after another appeared before their eyes.

The majestic pass before us was dead silent, with no one guarding it. The heavy gate was tightly closed, with a huge bronze ring of an animal head hanging on it. The city walls stood tall but dull, revealing a sense of desolation as if no one had visited them for a long time.

This is the first level of the Ultimate Ancient Road.

The first level of this ultimate ancient road has various names. The name of the Immortal Road is full of spiritual charm, as if it leads to a fairyland, which makes people excited;
The road to becoming an emperor is domineering, and it is the journey for the strong to become kings; it is called the road to becoming a god, as if it can help people become extraordinary and become saints; it is called the road to heaven, and it feels lofty and mysterious.

This road is extremely terrifying. Those below the level of Great Sage are helpless in front of the city gate. Not to mention breaking through, it is difficult to even push the door open. Therefore, those who are not at a high enough level and lack strength cannot come here at all.

There are different rumors about the number of passes on the Imperial Road. Some say there are nine passes, like nine layers of clouds setting up obstacles, and each pass is filled with killing calamities, like surging waves;

Some say there are eight levels; others say there are endless levels. These are all guesses by the protectors of the various races. Only the ancient emperors know the truth and the end point.

This is the place where heroes died, and it is even more cruel than the ancient road of the human race. Because it is the place where the strongest races in the universe compete for supremacy, racial glory and personal destiny are intertwined here, blood and tragedy coexist, so terrible that the stars are dimmed, and the world mourns together.

After the heroic pass, many people who were about to become emperors died unexpectedly. This tragedy has never stopped from ancient times to the present.

Pang Boyan said: "One level is like a day. I will climb to the ninth heaven, sweep away all the gods, defeat all the enemies, and ring the emperor's bell to spread it to all realms." He had previously discovered the secret from the protector of the ancient road of the human race, and now he was deeply touched.

"It is also said that there is one world for each level, with nine ancient universes as battlefields." Ye Fan thought to himself that everyone ahead was a strong enemy.

Although there are few people on this road, they should not be underestimated. "At least fifty-five people entered, and the maximum number is zero."

Ye Fan and his party walked towards the gate to fight on the Heavenly Road. Suddenly, a huge monument appeared in front of the gate, silently emitting the aura of the emperor that shocked everyone. The stone monument stood tall, as if piercing the sky, majestic and solemn.

The front of the stone tablet is like a smooth crystal mirror, with a faint halo that can reflect the outline of a person. In contrast, the four corners and the sides of the stone tablet are dark and dull, exuding a rustic and old atmosphere, just like ordinary stones.

Ji Ziyue looked solemn and said softly: "This road has not been opened yet, and the crystal monument is still blocking the door."

The protector of the human race had solemnly informed everyone of the key points to pay attention to here.

The road to heaven will not be opened easily. It will not open until many trial-takers in this life gather together. This gives everyone enough time to prepare.

Previously, the pass was tightly locked and could not be opened, so the crystal monument stood majestically in front of the city gate. The monks who came here only needed to engrave their names on the monument to leave a mark of their true identity.

When the great pass is opened in the future, no matter where one is, a divine gate will appear for them to enter. With just one step, they can reach this place.

Therefore, this crystal wall is of great significance to the cultivators. Those who can come here are all outstanding figures in the clan.

When a name is written on the crystal wall, it is the day when an unparalleled strong man is announced to be born. This person can dominate a certain area, enjoy supreme glory and lofty status in his own clan, and be respected by everyone.

This is the lifelong pursuit of many cultivators. Putting aside the path to becoming an emperor, just being able to have your name inscribed on the crystal tablet is enough. This symbolizes a kind of affirmation and is the highest honor.

"Look for Jiang Xuan, he didn't leave his name. If he had been here, he would definitely not have missed it."

"This life has just begun, and we have gathered fifty-five people!" Ji Haoyue looked surprised.

The crystal stele pierces the sky, and the fifty-five names written on it emit a shining light. The strokes of the characters are vigorous, like silver hooks and iron paintings, and are shrouded in auspicious light.

This crystal wall is very special. The halo is like a dream, making these names seem to be given life, like a magic lamp that burns forever.

"Fifty-five people are just the beginning, the number is really not large. The least in the past was fifty-five. Now in this golden age, who can predict how many strong people will emerge in the end." Pang Bo said with emotion.

Back then, the least number of people was fifty-five, but this time it has reached this number in the blink of an eye. More powerful people will surely come in the future. This world is undoubtedly a golden age.

There is no exact statistics on the life with the largest number of people in the past. It is said that it was a period when darkness, turmoil and prosperity coexisted, so so many geniuses emerged.

The fifty-five names are like shining stars, and the number in front of each name marks the order in which they arrived here.

"The one at the top of the list is actually named Taichu!" Everyone was shocked. This name was definitely not ordinary. After all, in the Beidou area, the Taichu Ancient Mine was a well-known forbidden area.

"However, this name may not necessarily be related to the forbidden area..."

Everyone then checked one by one, but did not find Jiang Xuan's name, and their disappointment was immediately evident.

"Jiang Xuan, where are you? Could it be that even this crucial last stage cannot attract you here?"

Deep down in their hearts, Ye Fan and the others were determined not to believe that Jiang Xuan had fallen. They believed that under this vast starry sky, even if they could not say that he was invincible, he was definitely hard to beat.

"Look at these two names - Yao Xi and Zixia," Pang Bo suddenly said loudly.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan subconsciously looked over there, and a subtle ripple arose in his heart.

“They actually…”

"It must be Brother Jiang!" Pang Bo's face was full of excitement, and Ye Fan was also full of joy.

Suddenly, a deep sigh seemed to come from across time and space.

In the distance, a figure was slowly approaching, with chaotic energy surging around him. His true appearance was hazy and difficult to discern, and only his mysterious and unpredictable appearance was revealed.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed on the 50th and 49th positions on the crystal stele. Then he sighed deeply, his voice shaking the surroundings, as if he was filled with infinite emotion.

The person who came here had a light figure, like an immortal walking in the air, and was surrounded by mist, which clearly showed that he was not an ordinary person. Anyone who could set foot in this place must have gone through many tests, and they were all extraordinary and holy.

"Why are you sighing, fellow Daoist?" Ye Fan asked with a serious look, clasping his fists.

"The number of Dayan is fifty, which is the destiny. What everyone is fighting for is the one that escaped. In essence, it is a competition among peers, all because of their obsession with this number, hoping to match it, in order to seek the opportunity to prove the Tao. However, this person's name is like the sound of immortals, ethereal and ethereal, almost close to the charm of the Tao, and it just happens to correspond naturally with the one that escaped. Such a coincidence, is there no deep meaning? Could it be that he is really the only one favored by the Tao?"

"Fellow Daoist, have you ever seen this person in person?" Ye Fan raised his hand and pointed at the names of Yao Xi and Zixia on the crystal stele, wanting to find out the truth.

Zhang Bairen's face was solemn. He shook his head slowly and said in a deep voice, "I have never seen her face in person, but only heard about her. It is said that many heroes competed for this position at this pass, but they were swept away by the two women. Although the women did not harm the lives of the people, they threw them into the depths of the starry sky with their supreme power. Their power was enough to shake the world and was terrifying. When I heard the news and hurried over, they had already floated away. I could only vaguely sense their extraordinary aura in the distance. The abilities of the two women may have reached the level of quasi-emperors. They are truly extraordinary people in the world."

Behind the nine imperial passes, it seems as if a mysterious bridge has been built, connecting the human world with the vast fairyland. In that fairyland, the fairy light is like a surging tide, overflowing endlessly, illuminating the vast universe wantonly.

"The secrets of the past are like a bottomless abyss, difficult to explore; the truth of the present is hidden behind thick fog, blurry and unclear; the future is like a tower floating in the sea of ​​clouds, elusive. What kind of fantasy place is behind these nine imperial gates?"

The world of today is like a huge, tightly closed door that has yet to be opened. Even those outstanding people whose names have been gloriously inscribed on the crystal wall can only be like a group of travelers waiting outside the door, patiently waiting for the Emperor's Gate to open before they can step into the unknown realm.

Countless monks were like a group of explorers surrounding a puzzle, pondering and guessing in front of the crystal wall, all of them wanting to uncover the mystery behind it.

At this moment, behind the nine imperial gates, there was a figure like a nimble bird, soaring freely in the vast heaven and earth.

"boom!"

Behind the Emperor's Pass, there was a shocking explosion as if the end of the world had come.

The endless thunder and lightning seemed like an angry river bursting its banks, or like a roaring tsunami sweeping across, and finally it was like the brilliant galaxy losing its balance and pouring down upside down.

The boundless thunder and lightning, like a prehistoric beast that chooses its prey, filled the endless void. Even the vast and starry sea would be like a fragile sand castle in front of it, razed to the ground and vanished in an instant by the thunder.

After the nine imperial gates, the atmosphere of terror was like a materialized dark fog, permeating every inch of space. No wonder, for anyone other than a quasi-emperor, entering this place was like a fragile ant entering a blazing purgatory, risking death.

In fact, for a Quasi-Emperor to enter this realm is like walking on a sharp blade, full of dangers, with life and death hanging by a thread. (End of this chapter)