The Heaven-shattering: Starting from the Ancient Times

Chapter 216 Footprints
Sansheng Medicine is very difficult to find, but unexpectedly Li Yang found it in this way.

The supreme elixir made from the three raw herbs can revive the deceased Immortal King.

Li Yang wants to refine the resurrection elixir that can revive the Immortal King.

This reminds me of the Demon King Pu who was resurrected in later generations using the Resurrection Pill.

According to the foreign news, it was a elixir of resurrection refined by people in the era of the emperor's fall.

Could it be that the person who originally refined this resurrection pill was the Footprint Emperor?

Therefore, many rumors were left behind in later generations, and some elixirs were preserved to later generations.

"I didn't expect that fellow Daoist also studies elixirs."

Chen Zhao was also quite interested in Li Yang's resurrection pill.

After all, the effect of this ancient pill is extremely strong for creatures below the quasi-immortal emperor level.

"I know a little bit." Li Yang said with a smile.

He was not very confident about refining the resurrection pill. After all, it was all his speculation, and whether it would succeed or not would depend on practice.

Next, Li Yang refined the resurrection pill. After seeing the refining process, people couldn't help but be amazed.

The Immortal King's original spirit is the material for refining this elixir.

In particular, he injected many complex Taoist patterns into the elixir.

Although this kind of elixir is against the will of heaven, it is made by the Quasi-Immortal Emperor himself, so naturally there will be no accidents.

After the pills were finally completed, only nine were produced.

Nine is an extreme number and is difficult to break.

"Here." Li Yang handed over three pills.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you want to save the generals of Heaven? If you give it to me, it won't be enough." Chen Zhao hesitated.

He also knew Li Yang's purpose in refining this supreme elixir.

"It's enough. Maybe there will be some left after we use it up." Li Yang responded.

There are only a few Immortal Kings who can make him care, and the remaining pills are enough for him to use.

Chen Zhao didn't hesitate to accept the pill.

After all, this kind of miraculous elixir is a real good thing.

When King Huang Po became emperor in later generations, the supreme elixir refined by San Sheng Yao played a huge role and ensured the indestructibility of his soul mark.

In later generations, Big Black Dog and others tried their best to refine this kind of miraculous elixir.

The most precious thing about this elixir is the rare Sansheng medicine.

Sansheng Medicine is hard to find. The fact that Li Yang can find it is truly a stroke of luck.

However, in a sense, the quasi-immortal emperors are all sons of luck, gathering true good fortune.

"Although the Immortal Realm is a gathering place for the strong from all realms, I have traveled in the Immortal Realm over the years and found that the cultivation methods there are too chaotic and there is no unified and complete system."

"In a sense, my path is not suitable for all living beings. If I can create a unified practice system, then the significance will be extraordinary."

After hearing what Li Yang said, Chen Zhao fell into deep thought.

Although this primitive fairyland is vast, and strong men from all realms and races gather here, and the cultivation systems are flourishing, it is too complicated.

Every form of practice lacks universality and has great limitations.

The idea of ​​creating a cultivation system suitable for all living beings in the world may have existed as early as the time of Emperor Footprints.

When they arrived at the Jinwu Heavenly Palace, they inherited this concept and achieved initial results, allowing them to create ancient immortal methods, improve the immortal realm system, and almost become an emperor.

Unfortunately, he almost succeeded and eventually fell.

Li Yang just expressed his own ideas and was not interested in creating another path to defeat the king.

He was not very sure about the path to becoming emperor.

Li Yang stayed here and talked a lot with Chen Zhao.

For Li Yang, Chen Zhao, who is about to defeat the king and become the emperor, is the one with whom he can call his fellow Taoist.

The rest of the Immortal Kings are still not strong enough to face the darkness.

Li Yang had also preached to many immortal kings in the heavens and shared his experience of breaking through the king and becoming an emperor. But it was all in vain, and no one had been able to take this step so far.

Fortunately, with Chen Zhao around, Li Yang didn't feel like he was fighting alone.

After Li Yang left, Chen Zhao continued to practice.

In the outside world, after a hundred thousand years of recuperation, the original fairyland is still in ruins.

This period of time may seem long, but to the creatures in the immortal realm, it is just a blink of an eye.

There were so many powerful Immortal Kings who died that it could be called a great catastrophe of the epoch.

If Li Yang had not defeated the king and become the emperor, all the realms behind the dam would have been massacred.

One day, Li Yang inexplicably raised his head and looked towards the boundary sea. He saw a pair of eyes looking at this place from the opposite bank.

As a quasi-Immortal Emperor, Li Yang's perception was extremely sharp, and he immediately knew that this was a spying from a creature of the same level.

He saw a palace in pieces, and on a jade throne sat a skinny figure.

The man was wearing an ancient and worn-out imperial robe, and his eyes were like two suns, emitting a terrifying light.

"Fallen Quasi-Immortal Emperor."

Li Yang's lips moved slightly, his expression cold and solemn.

Soon the gaze disappeared, and Li Yang knew that things were not over yet.

Originally, according to the information he got from those dark immortal kings, the dark quasi-immortal emperors on the other side of the sea boundary were all in a dormant state, and only the dark servants were active on weekdays.

Even if it is a great harvest of the era, these quasi-immortal emperors will not take action. The huge dark army cannot be stopped by the world behind the dam.

His appearance now will undoubtedly disrupt the harvesting plan formulated by the Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperor and awaken the sleeping Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

For a moment, Li Yang thought a lot and his mood became very complicated.

"The real battle is coming."

Li Yang was silent and didn't say anything. He knew that the real darkness was coming.

Compared to the darkness we experienced before, what appears now is the real darkness.

"The Quasi-Immortal Emperor is coming."

He sensed that a quasi-immortal emperor had walked out of the dark land. Li Yang knew that time was running out and he had to go and stop him.

Otherwise, when the quasi-immortal emperor crosses the sea boundary and reaches the dam, all the heavens and myriad realms will eventually cease to exist.

The battlefield cannot be chosen in the world behind the dam.

Before leaving, Li Yang took a look at the fairy mountain where Chen Zhao was, and there was no movement at all.

“Is it at a critical juncture?”

After not receiving a response, Li Yang understood the situation.

It must be a critical moment in defeating the king and becoming the emperor. He cannot be disturbed, otherwise he will surely fail.

"Go to sea for a fight."

When the time came, Li Yang was not afraid at all.

Whether it is for the sake of the myriad realms behind the dam, or for Chen Zhao who is on the way to becoming an emperor, he must go and stop the quasi-immortal emperor.

Before leaving, he simply warned the kings in heaven to prepare for war, and then chose to go on the road alone.

In front of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor, the Immortal King is of no use at all.

Although the kings did not know the specific situation, they knew that the situation was critical.

Otherwise, an emperor would not travel alone.

"God!"

The kings watched Li Yang move forward and walk towards the boundary sea with heavy tones.

"It turns out that only the emperor can leave traces on the sand of the embankment."

Suddenly everyone was shocked, with disbelief in their eyes.

On ordinary days, a row of faint footprints appeared on the sandy ground of the embankment where it was difficult to leave any traces, which was very eye-catching.

(End of this chapter)