The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 141 The Last Battle Before Departure!
The thirty-sixth level is a small world of temples.

The Primordial Azure Pagoda hangs high in the sky, radiating a chilling divine light. Its imposing and unpredictable power fills the nine heavens and ten earths, making people's hearts tremble.

Ning Qingyi stood below, with the Chaos Stone Book floating beside him, giving rise to all sorts of wondrous phenomena, including ascension to immortality and immortals wielding swords. From the hazy halo came bursts of the Great Dao's heavenly sounds, making people drool with desire.

But all those who coveted him felt a chilling aura when they met his deep eyes, and involuntarily avoided him, with not a single one daring to step forward.

This is the Little Immortal Venerable!

His power was so overwhelming that the ancient and primitive generations could hardly breathe. Even with the immortal scriptures before him, no one dared to step forward. Perhaps only the children of ancient emperors would dare to challenge his majesty.

"boom!"

In the distance, Ji Zi was fighting against Huang Xu Dao, and the Holy Prince was fighting against Huo Qi Zi, their battles growing increasingly intense.

Both sides fought with all their might, determined to determine a winner, not only to determine who was stronger, but also to avoid bringing shame upon their fathers.

Throughout history, emperors have often been lonely, but their children are their continuation. Therefore, the duels between the children of ancient emperors are also considered a continuation of the battles fought by their fathers.

Ning Qing glanced at the central ancestral temple. The Dragon Girl was very powerful, fighting with the Central Emperor for the broken artifact that flew out of the ancestral temple.

This is part of the Feathered Azure Cauldron, an imperial artifact forged by the Feathered Emperor in the past. However, when the Feathered Divine Dynasty collapsed, it was also smashed. Not only did the deity perish, but the cauldron itself was also broken into several pieces.

"What a pity, it's not that supreme cauldron." A powerful member of an ancient clan sighed inwardly.

Although the remnants of the imperial weapon are still top-tier treasures, they are far inferior to that cauldron.

Ning Qingyi withdrew his gaze, and suddenly he threw a punch. The Buddha's light shone throughout the world, as fierce and unstoppable as Mount Tai falling from the top.

"Namo!"

Several figures appeared in the void, their bodies radiating terrifying killing intent, and one could vaguely see a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"The holy sons and daughters of hell and the mortal world?" Ning Qingyi said indifferently.

These two great dynasties have been lying low for many years, and their holy sons and daughters were naturally carefully selected. As soon as they were born, they had already reached the Dao-Slaying Realm, which means they have already embarked on the path of killing saints.

The four Dao-Slaying Kings did not reply. Instead, they retreated and disappeared into the sky without leaving a trace of their aura, clearly intending to continue their assassination mission.

The onlookers were horrified, horrified by the ruthless methods employed by the two great dynasties.

"Four Dao-Slaying Kings! They actually managed to kill a cultivator at the second level of the Immortal Platform Realm." Some people marveled at the invincible power of the Little Immortal Venerable, which made the Killer Divine Dynasty so wary.

Ning Qingyi smiled coldly, took a step forward, and reappeared a hundred miles away, punching into the void.

"boom!"

In an instant, cracks appeared in the void, and powerful energy surged into the sky!

A figure was blasted out of the void; it was none other than the assassin, the Holy Son of the Divine Dynasty, who had disappeared earlier.

At this moment, the ordinary face of the Holy Son revealed a look of horror. He couldn't guess how Ning Qingyi had found him, and he never expected that Ning Qingyi's fist would be so terrifying, the force of which directly injured him severely.

"kill!"

The Holy Son of the Assassin Dynasty revealed murderous intent in his eyes. He met attack with attack, and a killing sword appeared, piercing straight for Ning Qingyi's brow. The terrifying aura caused the void to shatter further, almost reversing the order of time.

This is a secret killing technique, specifically targeting the primordial spirit; the blade of the sword is imbued with wondrous scenes from all hell.

Ning Qingyi was fearless. His Namo Fist was fierce and unparalleled. Above the Buddha Fist, heavenly dragons coiled, and Buddha chanted sutras, intending to suppress the mortal world.

"boom!"

The two clashed fiercely, shattering the void and turning mountains and rivers into dust. Immediately afterward, the assassin, the Holy Son of the Divine Dynasty, was sent flying backward, his heart trembling violently.

Their lineage's killing techniques are extremely ruthless, emphasizing a single, fatal blow, resulting in terrifying explosive power. However, they gained no advantage whatsoever against Ning Qingyi.

Then, something even more shocking happened.

The Assassin Dynasty's escape technique failed, and a divine will locked onto him, making it impossible to evade no matter how he tried.

Ning Qing walked step by step from the void, as if merging into the void, in harmony with the Dao, calm and confident.

"The cycle of life and death!"

He unleashed the supreme intent of the Namo Fist, and a celestial monk propelled the Six Paths of Reincarnation, as if to revolve all spirits, causing all living beings to tremble.

"what!"

The assassin, the Holy Son of the Divine Dynasty, was horrified. Faced with this fist intent, not only was his soul absorbed, but his physical body was also being crushed. Soon, he was blown into a pile of blood and gore, completely obliterated.

This scene filled everyone with awe and made them tremble, some even wanting to kneel down.

"Did they run away?" After killing one of the holy sons, Ning Qingyi noticed that the other three had fled far away, so he didn't take it to heart. However, soon a look of joy appeared on his handsome face.

"coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Primordial Azure Pagoda burst forth with intense divine light, converging into a pillar of light that reached the heavens and touched the earth.

"This is..." A powerful figure sensed the spatial fluctuations within and looked puzzled.

"It seems to be the aftershock of a teleportation array, with the aura of a domain gate." An array master confirmed the true nature of the pillar of light.

"Could it be!" Someone's expression changed drastically as a possibility came to mind.

As everyone knows, the Little Immortal Venerable comes from a major sect beyond the realm, and he possesses numerous treasures, making him an easy target for spying. Could it be that he sensed something and somehow managed to contact his sect?
Among the onlookers, several half-saints from the ancient clans revealed grim expressions, but when the divine light dissipated, three unexpected figures were revealed.

"Huh, it seems to be the Holy Body, that fat Taoist priest, and the little immortal...?" Someone blinked.

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure transformed into a wisp of pure energy and entered Ning Qingyi's body. At the same time, a scroll appeared in his hand.

Ning Qingyi eagerly opened the Immortal Treasure Map. He saw that the front of the map only showed the vast universe, and only when activated by divine power could one see the starlight. The back was completely empty.

“It’s indeed it!”

He revealed a look of joy. The moment he got his hands on the Immortal Treasure Map, he was seized by a sudden impulse, realizing that the Azure Emperor's words were true and that this was indeed related to his path of cultivation. However, the part of the Immortal Treasure Map concerning the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountains would only manifest upon reaching the Immortal Ascension Grounds on Earth.

but……

The runes of the Small Destiny Technique on Ning Qingyi's forehead flickered, faintly emanating an aura of destiny and emitting a vast celestial sound.

"We actually made it here."

Ye Fan and Duan De were startled by the turmoil on the thirty-sixth floor. Without a doubt, this was a battlefield even more intense than the Qinling Immortal Transformation Pool.

No one above the level of Ancestral King made a move openly. The supreme Saint Lords, living fossils, Dao-Slaying Kings, and even half-Saints went berserk here, with experts falling and divine weapons breaking every second, turning it into a tragic killing field.

Duan De surveyed the terrain and gasped, “This is the remnant of the ancestral roots of the Central Plains. It has such a strong aura of darkness. What did the Feathered Divine Dynasty do back then?”

Although Ye Fan couldn't understand it, his Origin Technique was already comparable to that of an Origin Master, so he could naturally see the extraordinary nature of this place.

"These are the coordinates of Earth, and a token of gratitude for the Immortal Treasure Map."

Ning Qingyi arrived in front of Ye Fan, pointed a finger, and secretly transmitted the coordinates of the light blue planet and the character "行".

Ye Fan was startled and said, "You actually got it!" "The Heavenly Emperor's son fell into my hands; I guess you could say he bought his life with a secret technique," Ning Qingyi said. "More importantly, let's get going; an Ancestral King has arrived here."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan said with a solemn expression, "Qianlun is not in the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest..."

Ning Qing nodded, then transmitted her voice to the Holy Prince, Ji Zi, and others in the distance, informing them that everything was ready.

Himeko and the Holy Prince nodded, and the battle became even more ferocious.

Himeko and the Holy Prince nodded, and the battle became even more ferocious.

They were among the few who knew Ning Qingyi and Ye Fan's plans, and they were happy to lend a helping hand, holding back the two troublesome ancient princes.

"go!"

Ning Qing led Ye Fan forward, and Hei Huang, Duan De, Yan Ruyu and others followed them through the ancestral temple and into the deepest part of the temple. There were no ancient buildings, no trees, no life, and the place was shrouded in thick fog, making it strange and mysterious.

They walked forward together, as if they had reached the end of the world.

"The Five-Colored Altar!" Ye Fan exclaimed excitedly.

On a distant mountain, a five-colored altar stands in the hazy distance, unyielding to the passage of time, exuding a heavy sense of history.

The group quickened their pace and rushed forward, but someone was already there—a member of an ancient clan who had come to seize the loot.

"boom!"

Ning Qingyi attacked without hesitation, killing them with just a few punches; even the sect leader-level figures died on the spot.

Ye Fan rushed forward, but his heart sank: "The altar is incomplete!"

The Black Emperor and the others were also taken aback and were at a loss for what to do. What was even worse was that many people had been chasing after Ning Qingyi and immediately realized what was going on when they saw the five-colored altar.

"The rumors are true, Little Celestial Venerable is really going to travel to the outer reaches of the stars!" someone shouted.

"No, he has a magical treasure on him, we must keep him!" The ancient clan members rushed over.

Suddenly, a large number of experts appeared from all directions, all wanting to take away the altar, and attacked the people on the altar at the same time.

The vast majority of the killings were directed at Ning Qingyi. Among them were the Killing Kings of the Assassin Dynasty, the Dao-Slaying experts of the ancient clans, and even those who were just trying to take advantage of the chaos.

Ning Qingyi unleashed a massacre, and a strange phenomenon arose: the separation of purity and turbidity. A chaotic being, wielding the Dao-Merging Flower, swung it forcefully, breaking dozens of bodies. Large spurts of blood gushed down, staining the altar crimson.

"kill!"

The battle cries shook the heavens, and this place became the main battlefield. If no one else was fighting for it, it would be fine, but once the battle started, all sides would fight desperately, and a large number of experts rushed in.

Huo Qizi, Huang Xudao, and others also rushed over, and Long Nu and Zhong Huang also gave chase. Everyone understood that if Ning Qingyi was not captured, they might very well miss out on the Desolate Tower forever.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a sound like a tsunami erupted, and nine red flags descended from the sky, carrying an aura of destruction, intending to flatten the entire altar and turn it into dust.

"This is... a forbidden artifact!" The Black Emperor was horrified. He was most skilled in array patterns and non-competitive techniques, and could sense the terrifying power contained within it.

"Be careful, its power will surely be earth-shattering!" Duan De exclaimed in alarm and quickly used the Devouring Demon Jar to protect the group.

"boom!"

Although the forbidden artifact could only be used a few times, its power was immense and terrifying. If it weren't for the Devouring Demon Jar, nothing else could have stopped it. Without a doubt, the nine banners were shattered by the Devouring Demon Jar, turning into a crimson glow that dissipated into the world.

However, another forbidden artifact appeared, this time a gourd-shaped object radiating immense imperial power.

"boom!"

A terrifying sword light shot out from the Yuanhuang Gourd, as if it had cleaved through the universe.

“People of the Primitive Lake!” Black Emperor shouted.

"Damn it!" Duan De shouted. This was comparable to the resurgence of the ultimate path. If it came with a prepared attack, it would be terrifying beyond measure.

"It's alright. The Devouring Demon Jar is unparalleled throughout history. Even if it's incomplete, it's still invincible!" Ning Qingyi said calmly.

He poured his divine power into it, and sure enough, a sigh came from inside the Devouring Demon Jar lid. Boundless immortal light surged up like a mighty river, instantly blocking the Yuanhuang Gourd.

The Dragon Girl walked over and said coldly, "The Supreme Being of Yaochi has issued a decree forbidding the reappearance of imperial weapons in the mortal realm, yet you dare to disobey!"

"Ding-a-ling!"

On her wrist, a melodious bell rang, and a burst of purple light shot up—this was the Supreme Ancient Imperial Weapon, the Myriad Dragon Bell, now manifested.

Everyone was shocked, not expecting the situation to change so quickly. The Dragon Girl, using the words of the Supreme Being of Yaochi, directly escalated the battle to the level of Imperial Weapons.

Ning Qingyi sneered, "Pretentious and ridiculous, you've really disgraced the ancient emperor."

As soon as he finished speaking, not only the Myriad Dragon Bell, but also several other imperial weapons appeared in the void, their forms concealed, their true appearance unknown.

Now, everyone was trembling with fear, not daring to move, for fear of dying in the aftershocks of the imperial weapon.

"Princess, thank you for your trouble." Ye Fan said with a solemn expression.

Yan Ruyu nodded, and a blue lotus appeared, covering everyone and casting down endless chaotic energy.

"Do you have any other ideas?" The Holy Prince and the Fire Kirin clashed, and the Holy Prince landed next to Ning Qingyi.

Himeko also used the Great Void Technique to break free from Huang Xudao and silently appeared to the side: "If needed, I can summon the Void Mirror."

"It's alright. Since I dared to come here, I naturally made preparations," Ning Qingyi said calmly.

In the next instant, his body resonated with the entire mountain, and soon array patterns appeared, making the entire mountain glow. The engravings moved in the void, eventually intertwining to form a portal.

It was incredibly realistic, gleaming with gold, and not only that, the scene behind the door was clearly visible.

On the opposite side, there was another five-colored altar, very magnificent, but incomplete.

Above the five-colored altar, nine dragons pull a coffin, which floats above it.

“That is…” Everyone was stunned.

Ye Fan was stunned and whispered, "Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin... Ancient Forbidden Land!"

"Ye Fan, let's go! The rest of you stay away, they'll die!"

Ning Qingyi and Ye Fan rushed through the golden gate and immediately arrived at the five-colored altar.

The crowd gritted their teeth, and many followed. However, something terrifying happened: the first few fell onto the five-colored altar, their appearances aging rapidly, filling everyone with fear.

At the same time, Ning Qing made her move without mercy, killing all the people who came to the altar and throwing their bodies into the abyss.

The atmosphere inside and outside the door suddenly became tense.

(End of this chapter)