Chapter 894: Defrauding the Teacher and Destroying the Ancestors Will Not Decay

Ye Fan shouted loudly. At this moment, he even sacrificed his true spirit body to kill the enemy!

In fact, it was not only his "true spirit", but also countless causes and effects related to him, all the traces he left in the world, the roads he had walked, the information that could be "reflected"... and so on, all turned into substance here, and then-bloomed! Brilliant! Burning!

This was like seeking death and embarking on the road of eternal silence.

Because, in that time, in those years, silently, all the legends belonging to him would become dim, blurred, and even... erased!

But Ye Fan did not look back!

In the ignorance of all living beings, the impressions and thoughts related to it naturally dissipated. Even those who were the strongest above the Immortal Emperor felt dazed at this moment, and the once glorious figure was dim and mottled in their hearts.

And all this was just to turn into firewood, ignite themselves, and rush towards the incredible enemy!

"Boom!"

The light of reincarnation was torn apart!

Ye Fan's figure blurred, and countless stars of light scattered from the body of the real spirit, as if taking away something from him, and then shattered in the destruction of reincarnation, making him more and more illusory.

However, he did it, crossing countless destructive forces, walked in front of the King of Morality, stretched out a finger, and pointed at his forehead!

The King of Morality had deep eyes and raised one hand.

However, a sentence sounded, which made him stagnant for a moment.

"... Do you still have your own dream now?"

This was Ye Fan's voice, accompanied by that finger, shaking his heart!

The King of Morality was stiff for a short time, but Ye Fan was not.

Finally, that finger hit the King of Morality's forehead!

This attack, without a trace of killing intent, only a ripple of law was rippling, which was... the eternal dream!

Back then, Ye Fan was gifted with the gift from the bronze coffin of the three lives, and has been entangled with it for a lifetime. It is a taboo method that violates logic and transcends cause and effect, and it also opened up the ups and downs of Emperor Ye Tian's life.

Normally, this method cannot be passed on to others. It depends purely on fate. Otherwise, the "Ku Ye Sect" would not have to catch Ye Fan and make him suffer. Wouldn't it be better if more people suffered?

One more person means more happiness and more cheats.

Sustainable development does not require catching a sheep and plucking its wool to death. Who doesn't know this truth?

It's just that it can't be done.

The dream is eternal, and the patent belongs to its owner!

Just like the great method of transformation and freedom, it only belongs to one person and only makes one person successful... Emperor Huang Tian was once beaten by strange and ominous people and could hardly take care of himself. He needed others to carry him to escape from the plateau. The situation was so critical that he could not let everyone in his heaven hold a copy of "Transformation and Freedom" to improve his combat power.

However, times are changing, and so are situations.

Things that were once impossible may not be impossible now.

Although the predecessors were amazing, the descendants may not be unable to surpass the predecessors.

The Great Dream of Eternity originated from the owner of the bronze coffin of the Three Generations, but in Ye Fan's hands, it has walked out of a different style and has become a school of its own!

It is hard to say in other fields, but in the field of "The Great Dream of Eternity", Ye Fan can already compete with its source, and can... betray his teacher and destroy his ancestors!

At this moment, he shouted, he attacked, and he resonated!

He made the Moral King trance, and made the eternal reincarnation stagnate. The next moment, with a bang, the Moral King's temperament was extremely terrifying and profound, "My dream..."

At this moment, it seemed as if the endless sea of ​​time evaporated, the space of all worlds was shattered, the rules of the avenue were destroyed, and billions of infinite universes turned to ashes, and only it existed forever in the world.

But in the moment that could not be captured or distinguished, everything was restored and reproduced.

Two figures confronted each other, one pointed at the other's forehead, and the power of the Great Dream of Eternal Age was more active than ever before.

When this method was active to the extreme, everything here was hazy, and Ye Fan's own perception was in a trance, as if he had passed through something, penetrated something, stood outside the endless time and space, outside the infinite universe, and returned to a point in the original state.

In front of him, the King of Morality no longer existed, leaving only himself, like a dream bubble.

"Is it because I burned everything and fell into the end of eternal silence, and there is nothing else except self-sacrifice?"

"Or was it the last moment, the resonance of the Great Dream of Eternal Age, which made me step into an incredible dream?"

Ye Fan's mind was in doubt, but soon, this doubt disappeared, and he was sure of something.

Because this original state was converging, interacting with time and space, the universe, and even... repeating!

Endless changes, back and forth, rotating between existence and non-existence... In this, Ye Fan was involuntarily swept away.

It was unknown how long it had passed before he finally got out of this state, but in a battlefield, he was alone, facing a sea of ​​creatures composed of endless opponents!

There were countless huge figures, with evil auras that had influenced the past and present, as if the supreme Tao, order, and concepts, as well as the world of the heavens, the long river of time, the source of chaos, etc., had all become their bodies, parasitized, reincarnated...

These figures, who constituted "his" opponents, rushed towards "him".

Facing all this, "he" had tears and blood on his face, and then "he" moved, with his hair disheveled, and walked forward alone, leaving life and death behind, burning everything he had, and fighting to the end!

An unimaginable war.

In the end, there was nothing left.

The clan was destroyed, the world was destroyed, even the enemies were destroyed, nothing existed anymore, endless time and space, the universe, chaos, Tao... etc., all vanished.

Because, that all became the target of "his" battle, and was part of the enemy's ocean!

"He" swept everything, destroyed everything, everything was wiped out by "him", from ancient times to the present, nothing existed, only one living being was left looking back, with blood and tears.

"He" lived to the end, and only "he" lived to the end, but at that time, although "he" was alive, he was like a walking corpse.

Heartbroken.

Even if "he" at that time had incredible power, he could reproduce everything in a thought and revive relatives and friends, but he lost all emotional touches.

Is it because of the different levels of life, looking at everything in the past is just a fragment, a line of text, a piece of information in the historical time and space, and therefore lost the original meaning that ordinary people can experience?

Or is it because of the collapse of some initial beliefs and dreams, the denial of "self", and the weariness of all life experiences, historical traces, love and hatred attached to "self"... escaping and abandoning?

"He" is thinking rationally, thinking that it shouldn't be like this, needing tolerance, needing to reconcile with himself... So he tried to kill himself, leaving an ordinary "him", returning to ordinary and tranquility.

However, tolerance again and again, self-reconciliation again and again, all... failed.

"He" understood that after all... he couldn't let it go.

In the end, "he" wanted... to be free.

"Is the decay of life just accidental? Or will eternal life decay in the future?"

"He" whispered, suddenly looked back, and looked at Ye Fan, "Will you live like this? Live like this?"

It was as if the gaze across time, the conversation across years, like a dream.

"No!" Ye Fan's voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Really?"

The eyes of this creature became deep, and suddenly became like an endless abyss of darkness, which could swallow all the light, and then the darkness faded in the next moment, and the light was brilliant, "full of vitality, just like my past..."

"No wonder you and I are destined to inherit my Taoism, there are indeed similarities... But can this similar heart really jump out of a similar trajectory?"

"Of course it can." Ye Fan stepped forward, "Because you are invincible, but I am not."

"As long as the damn Kuye Sect is not destroyed, I will not decay!"

Ye Fan's life is destined not to lose its goal!

Because every time he dreams at midnight, he doesn't have to be depressed about the waste and boredom of life...As long as he thinks about how his days have been tortured to this day, he is filled with endless motivation!

"Perhaps, we have had similar voices, but...now we have parted ways."

Two people, two faces, they were once extremely similar, but today, they are completely different!

"However, the senior's serious illness is indeed a problem that needs to be solved... Let me do the surgery for the senior!"

A beam of light shone here, not dazzling, but it seemed to penetrate the ancient and modern times, spanning the prehistoric old world!

The light hit the creature, making him seem to smile with relief.

"You... are fine."

"But..."

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He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he said nothing, just sighed, "It's too late..."

Ye Fan was startled.

He suddenly had an illusion, as if he had entered the darkest forest in the dead of night, dead silent to the extreme, without hearing the sound of insects, as if the most terrifying hunter standing at the top of the food chain was watching him quietly.

It was as if he was in the fog, walking on the edge of a cliff, taking steps without knowing it, until he stepped on loose gravel, and the movement of rolling down into the abyss was like a needle piercing his heart.

Ye Fan's footsteps paused, he wanted to retreat.

But he couldn't retreat.

He could only watch helplessly as the creature in front of him underwent various changes, and subtle changes occurred, causing Ye Fan to lose his voice: "..."

He seemed to be shouting something, and was extremely terrified.

However, his shouting and his loss of voice were suppressed, and the glory of the eternal dream was rolling back, drowning him!

"Alas..."

At the same time, a soft sigh sounded, and the creature was like a light rain, floating and disillusioned, and echoing with the lingering sound.

"Reality, illusion, eternity is like a dream... Perhaps, I have stopped dreaming, or perhaps, I am still wandering in the dream..."

"...Have you ever thought that what you see and hear are all what I want to show you? The past has long been blurred, and has become an old photo that has faded and disappeared in the ashes... Perhaps, I can't help but not want to give you the truth. The darkness and blood of the past are best annihilated with me..."

"But, perhaps I am hoping in the dark that you can cut open the abscess for me, drain the poisonous blood, taste the bitterness in the excruciating pain, and regain the vitality of life..."

...

"Not good! Very bad!"

In the heavenly court, several peerless creatures suddenly changed color. They were all powerful men who shocked the ancient times and stood at the end of their own roads with supreme power.

Even so, they all felt a great terror in the dark at this moment. A creature with a great cause and effect with them was dim and dissipated in their hearts!

They are about to forget!

"No! Can't forget!"

They did their best to capture the trace that was so faint that it faded to the extreme, and engraved it in their hearts.

There was a moment when they didn't know whether it existed or not, and the trace seemed to be empty.

However, this might be an illusion. At the critical moment, they nailed the trace in their hearts and maintained the last trace of impression.

At the same time!

Boom!

The great power that swept through the past and the present was surging, and it was the aftermath of the ultimate duel that was rippling, shining on the world, far and wide.

A monument, a tombstone from the old world, was shattered in the frenzy of destruction. A peerless demon king sighed lightly, accompanied by the broken monument, and faded away, as if forever silent.

On the other side, a broken ark was falling, and the Supreme Emperor of Heaven was bloody and staggered back!

The Emperor of Heaven's eyes were dim, dead and lightless, as if he had not gained any advantage in this duel, and it was a result of both sides losing.

However, the life and death of the Moral King was uncertain, and he was still alive, maybe he... won?

It seemed like an instant, and it seemed like an eternity had passed. The dim eyes of the Emperor of Heaven became lively and agile, and his breath was vigorous, shocking the eternal heavens, making the little black hands that quietly stretched out to him from the depths of time and space stiffen, and then quickly retracted, as if nothing had happened.

It is obvious that these little black hands have bad intentions and ulterior motives.

It was just at the critical moment that the Emperor of Heaven recovered and let them retreat.

"How dare you!"

Emperor Ye Tian shouted in a low voice, but... he didn't do anything after all, just displayed his great magical power, and his hands crossed an inexplicable trajectory, so there were strands of lines spreading, running through the eight wastelands and six directions, the four poles of the universe, reaching far and wide, piercing a space and time, and letting several creatures fall out of it.

Among them, there were monkeys, horses, and... and so on, all of whom were creatures who worked for Emperor Ye Tian but were unfortunately captured by the devil.

On this day, they finally waited for the savior to save them from the sea of ​​suffering.

"Old Ye, you finally came to save me!"

A dragon horse was in tears, wishing to hold Ye Fan and take a bite.

Ye Fan's body froze, his face was slightly different, and it was fleeting. He said calmly, "Retreat!"

Time and space disappeared, and the stars moved. They withdrew from the base camp of the demons.

"Don't leave!"

Finally, someone came late, the Yuanshi Tiandi and Lingbao Tianzun came to kill.

However, Ye Fan was not fighting alone!

The next moment, a dog, a fat Taoist priest, a loud shout, a loud roar, they joined the battlefield, and took away too much pressure from Ye Fan at once.

Lingbao Tianzun's eyes were like torches, staring at the fat Taoist priest and chasing him, but he was much more concerned than chasing Ye Tiandi.

...

"Cough!"

In the heavenly court, as soon as Ye Fan arrived, he vomited blood, his breath was unstable, and his eyes were illusory.