Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Although I knew long ago that this grandson was a terrible person, I never expected him to be this bad.

The dignified descendant of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor wanted to take revenge on him but dared not confront him head-on one-on-one, so he turned his attention to his female confidantes instead.

It's unclear what Emperor Luan Gu saw in him.

With a helpless sigh, Ye Fan stepped forward and cracked his fist: "It's time to completely end the karmic ties between me and him."

Ye Fan now has the confidence to say such things. He has now achieved the Dao-severing feat, and among his peers, apart from Russell, it is no exaggeration to say that he is invincible and looks down on the eight wastelands. Even the Heavenly Emperor's son died at his hands, let alone a mere Wang Teng.

Not to mention now, even before he severed his Dao, he had killed Wang Teng many times. If it weren't for the protection of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor, Wang Teng would have already perished. But no matter how powerful the divine weapons and magical treasures left behind by the Chaotic Ancient Emperor were, they were all things of the past. They were useful to him when he didn't have many methods, but they were no longer effective for him now.

He charged out and killed Wang Teng and the demonic fetus inside him in just ten rounds.

After Wang Teng died, a crane cried out, spread its wings and split the sky, transformed into a beam of light and flew down to the ground.

It is the guardian of the ancient chaotic heritage, a genuine demon saint.

"It is you... the powerful human holy body." The crane spoke in human language, its wings as white as jade, glowing brightly.

"I killed Wang Teng!" Ye Fan said bluntly. He already knew that a protector was guarding Wang Teng.

Wang Teng was nearly killed in his final battle with the Holy Son of Yao Guang, but it was this white crane that saved him.

“I already know. His soul lamp has been extinguished, and I can sense his death aura on you. Everything is already destined.” The crane sighed deeply, showing no intention of making a move. It merely lamented, “I feel guilty for not finding a successor for the Chaotic Ancient Emperor. A thousand years from now, I will definitely choose the most outstanding successor to make up for my mistake.”

“There’s no need to wait a thousand years.” Russell grinned. The crane, not understanding, simply said, “Leaving aside the fact that Your Excellency has already forged your own path, the underground palace is already closed. No one can open it for a thousand years unless the Great Emperor himself comes.”

"That's easy." Russell snapped his fingers, replacing the ancient template with a void template, and said majestically to the crane, "Now what do you think?"

"How did you do that?" The crane opened its eyes, somewhat bewildered. Could it be that he had been sealed in the divine source for too long? When did such a secret technique appear in the universe, capable of replicating the principles of a great emperor exactly as they were?

"Am I qualified now?" Russell asked without answering.

The crane stopped speaking and led Russell and his group to the inheritance hall of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor.

Before long, all the magical treasures and divine medicines in the collection of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor were also renamed under Russell's Chaotic Ancient template.

In this battle, Ye Fan gained An Miaoyi's cheers and the Qianzi Secret, Russell gained the Chaotic Ancient Inheritance and a piece of Eternal Blue Gold stained with the blood of the Void Emperor, and the Crane found the inheritance for the Chaotic Ancient Emperor. It can be said that it was a win-win-win situation.

“Miaoyi and I have discussed it and are planning to go to Zhongzhou to find the Qishi Mansion and embark on the Ancient Star Road together. You also mentioned that you wanted to go to the Ancient Star Road before. Would you like to come with us?” At night, at the highest point of the Chaotic Ancient Hall, Ye Fan found Luo Su and asked him.

"Aren't you going to the demon realm?" Russell felt it necessary to remind Ye Fan to avoid future regrets.

"Why go to the demon race?" Ye Fan asked, puzzled.

"Have you forgotten that you have a close female friend there?" Russell asked in surprise. "She is destined to die; if you don't go, she might die."

Ye Fan's expression was dejected: "You must be mistaken. Qin Yao has been dead for many years."

died?

No?

Russell opened his mouth in surprise. He thought about it carefully and realized that he had indeed remembered it wrong.

Before tonight, he had always thought that Qin Yao died after Ye Fan returned from Earth. Only after recalling the events did he realize that Qin Yao had died shortly after the emergence of the ancient race.

Those twenty-odd years on Earth were far too long, so long that his memory had become confused.

This……

Some regrets are so great that they can't be made up for, which is truly a pity.

Russell shook his head, about to sigh, when he suddenly discovered that another template had appeared outside of the Chaotic Ancient Template that he had blessed.

It belongs to Ye Fan.

Although this template shines with dazzling golden light, it seems incomplete, with only one one-time skill on the skill panel - Reversing Death and Rebirth.

In the instant the template was applied, he seemed to see a celestial being standing above concepts, beyond dimensions.

The man opened his mouth, and judging from the shape of his lips, it seemed to say, "Please, godfather."

It feels numb!

Is this the main timeline?

Why are you imitating me for no reason?

On the other side, Ye Fan, who was feeling melancholy, suddenly sensed a change in Russell's aura beside him and was momentarily stunned.

Although he was very confident about his future, he was just a pitiful nobody in front of Russell right now, and he had no idea what he had that was worth Russell imitating.

Russell took a deep breath, patted Ye Fan on the shoulder, and gave him a thumbs up.

"?"

What's wrong?
Ye Fan was puzzled.

"Let's go, before it gets too dark, accompany me to the demon realm first, and we'll be back later." Russell stood up and took out the golden chariot he had just acquired.

"Huh?" Ye Fan looked up at the moon directly above, increasingly unable to understand Russell's thoughts: "Aren't you going to take Miao Yi with you?"

“Sure! Absolutely! I have no objections!” Russell readily agreed, leaving Ye Fan feeling utterly bewildered.

Before long, the three gathered at the entrance of the Chaotic Ancient Hall, rode in a golden chariot across the void, passed through countless domain gates, returned from the Western Desert to the Eastern Wilderness, and arrived in a forest.

They arrived quietly, without alerting anyone.

"This is... the territory of the demon race?" An Miaoyi asked curiously, not understanding why Russell would come here before going to Zhongzhou.

“We’ve come to see an old friend; I’m sure you’re all eager to see her,” Russell replied, his expression quite smug.

This time it was Ye Fan's turn to be puzzled. Russell had been in Beidou for at most half a year, so where did he get some old friends from the demon race?

The three of them strolled along and climbed a mountain peak. The pines rustled in the wind, but the pavilions and towers were gone, and the mountain was devoid of any life.

The further Ye Fan walked, the more uneasy he felt, until he saw the lonely grave not far away, and the stone tablet with Qin Yao's name engraved on it.

“I already told you, she has been gone for many years.” Ye Fan sighed. An Miaoyi noticed Ye Fan’s low spirits and gently patted his back.

"Her name is Qin Yao. She was a woman I met when I first arrived in Beidou..." Ye Fan said, and An Miaoyi listened quietly.

"That person is gone. On the long path of cultivation, I will never let anyone leave me again!"

Finally, Ye Fan looked resolutely at An Miaoyi. An Miaoyi remained silent, but her expression spoke volumes; she would accompany Ye Fan to the very end. The two gazed at each other, and Ye Fan felt slightly relieved. Then he saw that Russell had somehow arrived at Qin Yao's grave, his hand forming an incomprehensible hand seal.

"Holy crap! Russell, what are you trying to do?!" Ye Fan was shocked. Just as he was about to step forward, he saw Russell press the magic seal in his hand into the ground.

In an instant, the colorful aurora appeared and disappeared in the sky, like glass breaking and ice cracking. Cracks appeared in the space around the stone tablet, and the crackling sound of breaking shells was very noisy.

It was as if someone had turned a clock backwards, and in this area, countless figures overlapped.

Immediately afterwards, smoke began to seep from beneath the earth, swirling in the air, and a figure appeared from nothingness, from illusion to reality, landing under a nearby tree.

The sound of rustling pines caressed the face of the woman who had come back from the dead.

Her eyelashes fluttered, then she opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Ye Fan. Excitedly, she stood up, overjoyed and thrilled: "Ye Fan, you're back? I... I've been waiting for you for so long. I had some problems while practicing and fell asleep..."

She smiled, but the smile quickly froze as she remembered her own death.

"I...I seem to be dead..."

"Russell, how did you do that?"

Ye Fan leaned forward to wipe away Qin Yao's tears, feeling the vibrant life force within her, and was filled with boundless shock.

Russell already knew that he could resurrect people who had just died in battle, but Qin Yao had been dead for nearly thirty years.

"There are no regrets on the path of sacrifice, young man. There is still much for you to learn." Russell stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and exuding an air of superiority.

Ye Fan opened his mouth. He guessed that the Dao of Sacrifice might be a realm he had never heard of, but this was obviously not the time to delve into it. Qin Yao thought he was dead too, and had already thrown herself into his arms, crying loudly!
Russell nodded in satisfaction, took out the recording stone again, gave Qin Yao and Ye Fan a close-up shot, used his divine power to write the words "scumbag" on Ye Fan's head, and then sent the recording stone back to Earth.

"Damn it!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth. He had seen what Russell had done, but he had no time to care about anything else now. He could only watch helplessly as Russell staggered into the depths of the woods until he disappeared from sight.

……

Russell's macrocosm.

"Tsk, not bad, Baozi. You've been quiet until now, but now you've surprised us with a big one." Black Myth Russell looked at the constantly flashing spiritual light on Shrouding Sky Russell and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"I only helped Ye Fan with a small favor, who knew he would be so reliable," Zhetian Luo Su said modestly.

Just as he said, he didn't actually do anything; he simply stuffed the magic seal into Qin Yao's corpse.

However, Ye Fan's future rewards were far more reliable than he had imagined.

Ye Fan helped him fill in the gaps. The physiques in the God Space were all incomplete, beggar-like versions, but after Ye Fan's template shattered, his chaotic body became complete.

This greatly enhances the combat power of the Celestial Russells.

What is a chaotic entity? It's a bug.

It can both evolve and destroy all things, and is favored by heaven and earth, and will not be suppressed by the laws of the great Dao of heaven and earth.

In short, with the Chaos Body, as long as one can survive, becoming an emperor is only a matter of time.

Regardless of whether Russell can become emperor in "Covering the Sky," Russell in "The Great Ruler" is definitely having a blast.

In response, he smugly remarked, "Nine-Eyed Heavenly Evil God? I'll give you two more eyes."

Besides the Great Ruler Russell, another Russell also benefited greatly.

"So much has happened during the time I was asleep."

It was the enigmatic Russell who had disappeared for a full eighty-five chapters.

He was baptized by the Great Dao and called by the stars, awakening from his slumber. Now he sits on the grass, yawning, receiving memories of the past.

His experience was very novel. As Li Muwan knows, there are four realms of cultivation.

Condensing Qi, Building Foundation, Forming Core, Stepping into the Heavens.

His current situation is similar.

Before he fell asleep, he was thinking about how he would challenge the Outer Gods to an arm wrestling match after he woke up. Now, he can even get the Fallen Mother Goddess to wash his feet.

Upon waking up, he found that not only had the mysterious space transformed into a constantly growing world, but he had also directly transcended the sequence, his combat power reaching the super-galaxy level.

"What's the situation on your end?" Russell of the Dragon Clan asked.

"It's alright." The enigmatic Russell shrugged. Apart from waking up to find himself in medieval Europe instead of modern China, there was nothing wrong with it.

Speaking of which, Klein just died right in front of him.

Yes, it really was Klein Moretti. The bullet went right through his head with a crisp, clear thud—it sounded like a good shot.

"Shouldn't we have some fun?" asked Zhetian Luosu. There was some dark turmoil on his side, and he wasn't strong enough. Otherwise, after enduring so many years, he would definitely have had some fun.

"That's exactly what I was thinking." The enigmatic Russell chuckled. Thanks to the existence of the chief god Russell, he planned to create a mini chief god and stuff it into Klein's head, giving him a little bit of blessing from his fellow countrymen.

Forget about the Fool sequence, come and play the orthodox Celestial Master sequence that I've tailored for you.

Jie Jie Jie...

……

Qin Yao's resurrection did not cause much of a stir in the already turbulent Beidou.

Qin Yao's cultivation was too weak and her talent too poor, and even her resurrection did not change this.

Fortunately, she had already understood Ye Fan's feelings. Ye Fan traveled with her for half a month and finally settled her in the Heavenly Court, letting her wait for him to ascend the throne.

Another month passed, and after searching for all the old friends they needed to see on the Big Dipper, Ye Fan and An Miaoyi finally arrived at the Qishi Mansion in Zhongzhou with Russell.

Qishi Mansion is located in the most spiritually rich immortal mountain, surrounded by thousands of layers of purple mist and ethereal light, with ever-changing and magnificent scenery.

They entered Qishi Mansion and followed the ancient road until they arrived at a tavern, where they met the tavern's manager, who was also the previous head of Qishi Mansion.

His cultivation level wasn't very high; he was merely a saint.

"I thought the Holy Body was already a prodigy, but I never expected there to be another dazzling existence who is even more prodigy than a prodigy."

The old man invited Russell and his two companions to sit down, and then looked at Russell with uncontrollable admiration. He had never met Russell, but he had heard of his deeds.

Throughout history, he had never seen a Great Sage grow up before the age of one hundred and under the suppression of heaven and earth.

The existence of such unparalleled geniuses in the world is both a blessing and a curse for others. (End of Chapter)