Chapter 207: Fallen Sea Eye

An unexpected identity, a title that crushes the heavens throughout eternity, a great emperor of the human race!

The blue-robed old man was majestic, his eyes emitting two golden rays, splitting the sky in an instant, and the outer galaxies were shaking. Amid several explosions, the monks who were still attacking turned into ashes without even a scream. The monks present were shocked - this was the remaining power of the human race's holy emperor who transcended time and space!
"Plop! Plop!"

Above the Tang Valley, the sound of kneeling and worshipping surged like a tide. Even though millions of years had passed, the pressure from the ancient emperor still made the flesh of all living beings want to break. The Golden Crow Great Saint-level formation was eclipsed, the moonlight mirror of Guanghan Palace was covered with cracks, and all the holy soldiers were wailing.

The old man in green did not continue to attack. He bathed in the golden light cast by the Fusang sacred tree. He was dazed for a moment, looking up at the sky and the earth, with endless vicissitudes in his eyes.

No one spoke, Yugu was very quiet, except for the sound of the golden leaves moving in the wind and the undulating sound of the black ocean in the distance.

Suddenly, the old man in green shook his body. Ripples appeared all over his body and turned into black light, surrounding him like a black sun.

This was a strange change. It was not the legendary holy power of the sun, but rather it was as dark as ink. He turned into a black sun.

"Zixia, Xiaoye, this is a thought from a god, right?" Ji Ziyue reminded the two and also secretly sent a message to remind everyone.

When this sentence was uttered, many people felt a chill down their spines. This thing was too evil. The legends about it were so terrifying that it could kill even the saints of the human race.

The thoughts of gods, according to legend, are the evil thoughts of gods after death. How powerful is the Ancient Sun Emperor? He also produced such a thing, comparable to a god!
"In the past, the Holy Emperor of the Sun was arrogant, brave and kind. The more so, the more evil his divine thoughts will be!" someone warned loudly.

People from big forces like the Palace of the Human King and the Purple Star Divine Dynasty were also retreating away from the Fusang Sacred Tree, and no one dared to surround it anymore.

Several people holding holy weapons also hurriedly evacuated. They did not want to attack the gods, but just wanted to support their own people to retreat.

Under the hibiscus tree, the old man in green was shrouded in a black halo, filled with demonic power. He looked down at the world, as if he could roar through eternity.

He was holding the sarcophagus, and only Zixia, Ye Fanji, and Ziyue stood in front of him. The others all retreated far away, trembling with fear, not daring to breathe.

Suddenly, in the center of the black sun, two black rays of light shot out from the eyes of the one-armed old man. As if he was startled by something, he suddenly turned around and stared at Ye Fan and Zixia.

To be precise, he stared at the two rusty pieces of copper hanging in front of Ye Fan and the bronze ring on Zixia's finger.

"It's this, broken..."

He seemed shocked, almost petrified, like a clay or wood sculpture, standing there motionless for a long time.

“Someone actually went so far!”

The old man in green stood silently for a long time. The black sun surrounding his body slowly dimmed, the black halo gradually disappeared, and his eyes became clear.

"I am not the Sun Holy Emperor, I am just a wisp of his evil thoughts, not one ten thousandth of his..." He lowered his head and muttered to himself.

He realized his past and present lives, and knew the past. The Fusang Sacred Tree shed a piece of divine light, baptizing his evil body and gradually making it brighter.

A golden halo lingered outside his body, which was very different from before. Finally, there was a trace of the ancient emperor of the human race.

His mind gradually became clear, and evil would no longer be evil. The god's eyes gradually became clearer, staring at the two green copper and bronze rings, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and he said nothing.

Finally, he stood in front of Fusang, placed the sarcophagus on the ground, slowly pushed open the coffin, and looked inside.

"boom"

The aura of the ancient emperor rushed out, and the entire ocean was filled with thunderous waves, scattering all the clouds in the sky!

This is an indescribable qi machine, wisps and strands, running through the past, present and future, suppressing the three thousand worlds and reversing the six paths of reincarnation!

Everyone knelt down. Even though Zixia and the others had the fragments of the Immortal Cauldron to protect them, they could not help but feel suffocated. Their bodies and minds were trembling, and they almost fell backwards.

"The Holy Emperor passed away and his body disappeared. Who moved him?" The god said in shock. In the coffin, there was no body of the ancient emperor of the human race, only a piece of human skin, emitting golden light, as dazzling as the sun!
All the terrible fluctuations originated from it, which was stained with a few drops of golden blood, as if it had just peeled off not long ago.

The old man in green bowed to the coffin with great piety. After a long time, he stood up and closed the ancient coffin.

He turned to face Ye Fan and said, "I could have given you the Fusang sacred tree, but now I can't. I can only give you a ten-foot sacred branch."

"Chong"

A golden branch about ten feet long fell from the sacred Fusang tree. It was covered with golden leaves, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

In the distance, many people's eyes were red, their blood was boiling, and they were extremely excited. They wanted to rush over, but no one dared to move.

Ye Fan offered sacrifice to the tripod and collected the golden branches. This was the most original thing, containing the essence of the sun's fire. It was a supreme sacred object, and a single leaf could not be bought with billions of gold.

The body of the old man in green was fading. Before disappearing, he came in front of Ye Fan, stretched out a finger and carved a word between his eyebrows, very slowly, stroke by stroke.

No more, no less, exactly nine ancient characters, were imprinted into the immortal platform, each of them was sparkling and crystal, eternal and immortal!
Ye Fan's heart was shaken and he was extremely excited. This was the imperial language, a language that only the ancient emperors could understand. There were also nine ancient characters in the Taoist scriptures. He had been pondering over it for more than ten years but still had not fully understood it.

"Senior, please carve a few more words. I will carry forward your spirit and let it shine across the three thousand worlds." Ye Fan said shamelessly.

"Nine words are enough. You have to walk your own path." The old man in green was calm and looked at Zixia. "You have already walked your own path! Very good, thank you! But I don't have anything you need!"

In the distance, everyone was shocked again. Who was she? The Human Emperor Divine Thought actually said thank you to her!
"Old antique! She is the leader of the Yin-Yang Dao who rose to prominence five years ago. She defeated a series of geniuses including Yin Tiande, and later defeated the invincible opponents of the older generation! The latest news is that the whole sect is attacking the Taiyin Sect. Her appearance now means that the Taiyin Sect is destroyed!"

"what!"

Finally, the old man in green clothes sat cross-legged under the Fusang tree, holding the stone coffin, and said: "I will attain enlightenment here, and I will bury my bones here. Everything will pass away after fate comes and goes."

The old man in green began to transform into Taoism, his body gradually became weaker and lighter, and finally disappeared.

People know that the last evil thought left by the Holy Emperor of Human Race will also disappear, and only the Immortal Fusang will remain in the world. It is a pity that the Tao is ruthless and even the ancient emperors are nothing but the dust of history.

"boom"

With a loud earthquake, the entire island began to sink and the black ocean surged over.

"Tanggu is going to disappear!" people exclaimed and flew into the sky.

Some people also rushed towards the immortal tree, but the ancient coffin was lying there and they could not get close at all. Moreover, the golden sacred tree also had a terrifying holy power surging.

Ye Fan discovered that he was stuck in front of the sacred tree, sinking with the ancient coffin and disappearing into the depths of the North Sea.

"The Sea Eye, it's the Eye of the North Sea!" Many people were terrified.

A huge black hole appeared in the sea and swallowed Tang Gu, plunging him into eternal darkness. Even the golden Fusang sacred tree could only emit a faint light inside.

No one dared to follow. According to legend, the Eye of the North Sea can swallow the heaven and earth, refine gods and demons, and is the place where the ancient emperors suppressed those who committed serious crimes.

"Xiao Ye, Zixia, why don't you run away?" Ji Ziyue shouted.

"I want to escape, but unfortunately I can't move." Ye Fan smiled helplessly in the dark.

Zixia took out a diamond bracelet and handed it to Ji Ziyue: "Go back to Bajing Palace and wait for us! Ye Fan and I will find a way to escape!"

(End of this chapter)