Shrouding the Heavens: One proof, eternal proof, starting from Earth to prove the Dao.

Chapter 105 The Death Curse as a Sharpening Tool, Imperial Soldiers Paving the Way, Nannan Recognizing Her Relatives

Ye Fan let out a long breath.

The breath was black, carrying a strong stench of decay, the remnants of a death curse forced out by the Great Sun True Fire.

"How are you feeling?"

Ye Chen looked at him calmly.

"Much better."

Ye Fan stretched his body.

The Great Sun True Fire not only burned away the Death Curse, but also cleared away some impurities accumulated in his body.

He felt completely refreshed, as if his soul had been elevated.

"but----"

Ye Fan suddenly frowned.

He discovered that a trace of the Death Curse power within his body had not been removed.

That death curse was hidden deep within his sea of ​​suffering, clinging to his foundation of enlightenment, like a thorn stuck there.

Although it doesn't affect his cultivation, it still makes people uncomfortable.

"Brother, there's still a little bit left to burn completely."

Ye Fan said with a slight frown.

"I know."

"It was a small amount that I deliberately kept for you."

Ye Chen nodded.

"You did this on purpose?"

"I thought it was because my cultivation level wasn't high enough that I hadn't completely burned away the Death Curse."

Ye Fan stared blankly at his brother.

"The Great Sun True Fire can even burn to death a strange, remnant immortal, so how could it not burn away this little death curse?"

"Your strength has improved too quickly recently. I paved many paths for you, and you haven't experienced enough hardships."

"Although this death curse is dangerous, it is also a whetstone. Let it constantly hone your foundation, and your foundation will naturally become more stable."

Ye Chen explained patiently.

This would save him the trouble of creating another curse to help Ye Fan hone his Dao foundation.

Ye Fan understood Ye Chen's intention.

This isn't harming him, it's helping him become stronger.

"But, won't there be any hidden dangers if we keep the Death Curse in our bodies?"

Ye Fan was still somewhat uneasy.

"It will torment you and keep you in pain all the time."

"Moreover, if your cultivation level ever regresses, it might turn against you."

"But if you can withstand it, your foundation will become complete."

Ye Chen essentially helped Ye Fan replicate the route taken by the Desolate Heavenly Emperor.

He simply didn't have the Immortal-Breaking Curse, so he temporarily used the Yin-Yang Death Curse as a substitute.

"I can handle it."

Ye Fan's tone was firm.

Ye Chen glanced at him and nodded.

This is the man who later became Emperor Ye, never afraid of hardship.

With the crisis of the Yin-Yang Death Curse resolved, the battle in the Qinling Mountains is also nearing its end.

The divine essence within the Eternal Dragon's Lair has been divided up by various forces, but the truly valuable treasures remain in the Immortal Transformation Pool.

"Time to get to work."

Ye Chen looked at the Immortal Transformation Pool.

The water there shimmered, filled with spiritual energy, and countless treasures lay at the bottom of the pool.

Some were weapons left behind by cultivators from unknown eras, some were spiritual objects born from heaven and earth, and some were things whose origins even Ye Chen couldn't discern.

"Imperial troops clear the way."

Ye Chen waved his hand.

The Devouring Demon Jar, the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron, the Void Mirror, and the Chaos Green Lotus—four supreme imperial weapons—suspended above everyone's heads simultaneously.

A terrifying aura of supreme divine power spread out, and all the cultivators present felt the oppressive force.

"Four supreme imperial weapons?"

"My God, what is the Chaos Entity trying to do?"

In the distance, the cultivators who were still vying for the Dream Essence stood there dumbfounded.

The simultaneous appearance of four supreme imperial weapons—is this an attempt to destroy the world?

"Everyone come to the Immortal Transformation Pool to find treasures."

"One item per person, take whatever you get, no fighting or grabbing allowed."

Ye Chen spoke casually.

The group exchanged bewildered glances, then collectively looked towards the Immortal Transformation Pool.

The pool was very deep; the bottom was not visible to the naked eye.

But with four supreme imperial weapons clearing the way, there's nothing to fear, no matter how deep the path.

"I'll go first."

Pang Bo was the first to jump into the Immortal Pool.

He groped around at the bottom of the pool for a while, then pulled up a rock about the size of a fist.

The stone was completely black and inconspicuous.

"The Xuanming Divine Iron is a decent material for forging sacred weapons."

Ye Chen glanced at it and commented.

Pang Bo grinned. If this thing were out there, people would fight tooth and nail to get their hands on it.

Next, Ji Haoyue, Duan De, the Holy Prince, and others jumped into the Immortal Pool one by one, each retrieving some treasures.

Some people found fragments of ancient sacred weapons, some found the roots of Qilin medicine, and some found a palm-sized Chaos Stone.

When it was Ye Fan's turn, he searched at the bottom of the pool for a long time before finally pulling up an ancient mirror.

The ancient mirror is about the size of a palm, with intricate patterns engraved on the back and a smooth, new-looking front that reflects images vividly.

"Although the replica of the Qiankun Mirror is not a quasi-Emperor weapon, it is still a decent Saint weapon."

Ye Chen took the ancient mirror and examined it carefully.

Ye Fan quickly put it away, afraid that Duan De would snatch it.

Finally, Ye Chen reached out and made a move.

From the depths of the Immortal Transformation Pool, a beam of light rose and landed in his hand.

It was a fist-sized rock, completely transparent, with what appeared to be chaotic energy flowing inside.

"The Essence of Chaos".

Ye Chen needed this.

Whether it's comprehending the Great Dao of Chaos or refining the Chaos Bell, both are indispensable.

After a long while, everyone had finished touching the treasures and then prepared to leave.

"Brother, where are you going?"

Ye Fan hadn't seen his older brother for a long time.

"Since the Yin-Yang Sect is courting death, it should be prepared to be wiped out."

Ye Chen spoke calmly.

He never showed mercy to his enemies.

The two dynasties that were destroyed before serve as a warning. Since the Yin-Yang Sect dared to offend them, their lineage should be destroyed.

"Let's go."

Ye Chen turned to leave.

Just then, a dog barked.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

Everyone turned around and saw the Black Emperor rushing in from the void, carrying a little girl on his back.

The little girl looked about three or four years old, with two little braids, wearing a pretty dress, and her eyes were clear and bright, like two stars.

"Black Emperor, why are you so late?"

"We've all touched the treasures and robbed the dream essences of various cultivators."

Ye Fan stared at it speechlessly.

While they were touching the treasures, they didn't forget to rob all the cultivators of their Dream Essence.

Of course, they didn't go too far; they only made them hand over 98%.

Before the Black Emperor could speak, the little girl on its back jumped down.

She ignored the other familiar people and her gaze finally settled on Ye Chen.

Tears welled up instantly in those clear eyes.

"elder brother----

'

The little girl's voice was soft and childish, with a hint of crying.

She took short strides and ran quickly toward Ye Chen.

"Brother! I've finally found you!"

"Because I've waited for so long, because I miss you so much—"

The little girl clung tightly to his leg, crying uncontrollably.

Ye Chen recognized her.

In ancient times, there was his younger sister who lived with him in a small mountain village.

The little girl who waited alone for more than 200,000 years after he was taken away by the Feathered Divine Dynasty was also the Empress Dao Fruit who wandered in the mortal world.

"Be good, little one, your brother's here!"

Ye Chen squatted down and picked up Xiao Nanyin.

The little girl cried even harder, burying her face in Ye Chen's neck and clutching his clothes tightly with her little hands, as if afraid that Ye Chen would disappear again.

Everyone watched this scene in silence.

"Could this little girl be—"

Duan De swallowed.

Legend has it that when the Ruthless Great Emperor was young, she had an older brother who depended on her for survival. Later, he was taken away by the Feathered Divine Dynasty and never returned.

The Ruthless Great Emperor created the Devouring Heaven Demon Art to wait for her brother's return, thus attaining the Dao and becoming an emperor. She destroyed the Feathered Divine Dynasty with her bare hands and lived through countless lifetimes.

Her unwavering devotion to waiting for her brother's return permeated her entire life.

"She's ruthless—"

Duan De looked at Ye Chen, then at Xiao Yinnan, his pupils suddenly contracting.

"Shut up."

The Holy Prince quietly stopped him.

Some things are better left unsaid; it's better to keep them to yourself.

Ye Fan never expected that the little girl that the Black Emperor had picked up would have such a great background.