Chapter 211 Born in the Present, Raised in the Past

Four years passed, and the branches of the golden sacred tree melted away in Ye Fan's palm. His body was like a divine gold, and every inch of his skin was filled with the interweaving of the holy power of the sun and the essence of the moon.

The second level of the immortal platform, the nine steps are like a road to heaven. Ye Fan tempers himself in thunder with every step. The power of the moon and the sun forms a perfect Tai Chi diagram in his body, and every operation makes the sea of ​​suffering surge and the spring of life gush out.

For more than two years, he cultivated the holy power of the sun, transformed the essence of the moon, and harmonized them with the great way of Tai Chi. Although he was in danger of disaster several times, he got through it safely.

The sun and the moon, which is weaker and which is stronger? Yin and Yang work together to become the emperor of the world. Throughout the ages, some great saints have practiced in this way, but they all ended up on a path of no return, dying and disappearing, leaving only regrets. But he didn't expect that Zixia in the goddess' furnace had already comprehended the mystery, and even her physique had transformed into an acquired chaotic fetus.

Over the past four years, Ye Fan has been studying the Eight Forbidden Areas, gaining enlightenment with difficulty, and constantly comprehending. Occasionally, he would have a new and novel experience, and would be sublimated in an instant, breaking through the Eight Forbidden Areas!

However, he had only experienced it eight times in four years. The feeling was too wonderful. The secret of the word "Jie" could be used, and his combat power increased tenfold, surpassing the eight forbidden areas! In an instant, he seemed to have ascended to heaven, and all the pores on his body were dilated, as if he was receiving the baptism of the gods, but every time he would quickly fall back to the mortal world and could not last long.

"It's still not enough." Ye Fan shook his head and sighed, his eyes falling on the immortal tree. This sacred tree had been with him for four years, but at this moment it suddenly swayed with golden light, as if foreshadowing something.

At the same time, he never thought that Zixia, with the help of the birth of the child, would discover the secret of the fusion of yin and yang, understand fate, forever abide by the divine ban, and become extraordinary.

Practicing in solitude and reciting Taoist scriptures in leisure time, this has been Ye Fan's life in the past few years. His Taoist partner escaped into the Holy Army and there was no news of him. He could only be accompanied by desolation and be friends with darkness.

"Buzz——"

Nine ancient characters flowed in the void, and Ye Fan used his finger as a pen to write between heaven and earth. Every stroke made the Eye of the North Sea produce spatial ripples.

"The nine ancient characters of the Sun Saint Emperor may be the opportunity to leave here!" Ye Fan's eyes flashed with brilliance.

At this moment, a cold and childish voice came from above: "Are you Ye Fan?"

Ye Fan looked up suddenly, and saw that the Goddess Furnace had been opened at some point, and Zixia was standing in the air, with a delicate little girl beside her. The girl's eyebrows and eyes had both Zixia's cold and noble look, and her own shadow, and she was blinking her big eyes and looking at him curiously.

"Zixia, this is..." Ye Fan was speechless for a moment, his eyes moving back and forth between the two of them, his heart full of shock and confusion.

The little girl suddenly spoke in a baby voice but said something shocking: "Daddy, my name is Ye Zi."

Ye Fan froze in place as if struck by lightning, his mind in a mess. He looked at Zixia, but she turned away, her ears blushing, obviously embarrassed.

"You..." Ye Fan was about to ask, but suddenly he noticed that the girl was surrounded by a thick chaotic energy, and her every move was full of the rhythm of the Great Dao. He tried to deduce her background, but found that he could not get a glimpse of it at all, not even a clue.

Zixia coughed lightly, her voice slightly unnatural: "Ye Zi was born with a Chaos Saint Body Dao Fetus!"

"This!" Ye Fan was completely stunned. It was too fast! Logically speaking, the higher the cultivation level and the stronger the origin, the more difficult it would be to get pregnant. How could it happen so quickly?

While Ye Fan was still digesting this information, Ye Zi's expression suddenly became serious, and a hint of gray flashed across her originally lively eyes: "Father, Mother, come here, I have something to say."

She paused, her tone was childish, but the content was shocking: "My time does not belong here. I will travel far away in a while and return to my own timeline. Otherwise, you will be in great danger and the whole world will collapse." Damn the Immortal Emperor! The little girl spat inwardly.

Zixia and Ye Fan's faces suddenly changed when they heard this, and they hurried forward to hold her back. However, Ye Zi gently waved her hand, signaling them to calm down.

"But it's not that we can't meet each other," Ye Zi showed a comforting smile, "Mom's space will not affect the flow of time, so we can meet there at any time. Remember what I said - Mom, time is on my side; destiny is on your side. Do what you want!"

Before she finished speaking, Ye Zi stretched out her white and tender little hand and gently drew a line in the air. A dark time crack appeared out of thin air, exuding an ancient and profound atmosphere. She looked back at her parents, raised a mischievous smile at the corner of her mouth, and then her figure flashed and disappeared into the crack.

Ye Zi's figure disappeared in an instant, and the Eye of the North Sea fell into a dead silence. Ye Fan and Zixia stood there for a long time without moving.

Zixia's eyes were slightly red, but she quickly clenched her teeth and suppressed her emotions. Ye Fan clenched his fists, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes - both the joy of being a father for the first time, and the confusion and worry of facing an unknown future.

However, before they could completely immerse themselves in sorrow, Ye Zi's figure appeared again out of nowhere, as if she had never left.

"Don't be sad, I will be back anytime." Ye Zi said with a smile, her tone so relaxed that people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, she turned to look at Zixia, and a "picky" expression appeared on her little face: "Mom, this dress is wrong! It's not like this in my impression." As she said that, she stretched out her little hand and pointed at Zixia.

"Buzz——" A dazzling light burst out, and the Goddess Furnace instantly shattered, revealing a small bowl-shaped core object inside. The broken fragments turned into streams of light, condensing into a brand new dress on Zixia's body.

This dress is both holy and charming, perfectly outlining Zixia's peerless grace. Every pattern contains mysterious power, faintly revealing an intoxicating breath.

"That's more like it!" Ye Zi nodded with satisfaction, "This is what a queen with three thousand heroes bowing down to her will look like in the future! As for this small bowl..." She casually grabbed the core object and weighed it, "I'll take the bowl!"

After saying that, Ye Zi waved her hand, and her figure disappeared without a trace again.

All this happened so fast that it caught people off guard. From Ye Zi's appearance to her departure, it was only a few breaths of time, but it seemed to have set off a huge wave in Ye Fan and Zixia's hearts.

"This... what is going on?" Ye Fan muttered to himself, looking at the void with complicated eyes, where their little daughter had just been standing - the incredible existence who possessed the Holy Body of Chaos and could tear apart time and space with a wave of her hand.

Zixia was also silent, but her expression was more complicated than Ye Fan's. She looked down at her new dress made from the fragments of the Goddess's Furnace, her fingertips gently tracing the lines on her waist, as if she was thinking about something.

"Don't be sad!" Ye Fan finally came to his senses, put his arm around Zixia's waist, and said firmly and gently, "She must have a reason for doing this! We may have given birth to an extraordinary person!"

"Let go, I want to survive! If you don't want to be struck by lightning."

Before she finished speaking, nine ancient characters suddenly lit up between her eyebrows. They were the imperial texts that Ye Fan had comprehended before. These ancient characters emitted a brilliant light, enveloping her figure and instantly disappearing.

In the huge Eye of the North Sea, Ye Fan was the only one left. His voice echoed in the empty space, sounding particularly lonely.

"Hey, hey! At least tell me how to get out!" Ye Fan sighed helplessly.
(End of this chapter)