The Golden Elixir Road

Chapter 123: Yuan Gu's Death and the Retreat of the Ancient Clan
"what……"

Yuan Gu screamed miserably, his black hair fluttering like grass. He stood up straight, his brows were cracked and bleeding continuously, his immortal platform was almost shattered, and half of his spiritual power was destroyed.

"I'm not willing to..."

He was roaring in a low voice, his thick black hair was scattered, covering half of his face, his eyes like a black sun looked empty, he was like a dormant demon lord.

The time of this battle was advanced by several years. He did not achieve the Beheading Dao. Before the Beheading Dao, the ancient prince could only cultivate one forbidden secret method, and now he had reached the end of his rope.

“No matter how unwilling you are, it’s hard to change the outcome.” Ye Fan approached, his whole body surrounded by light, like the Emperor of Heaven stepping down into the mortal world, his aura was extremely compelling.

"I haven't lost yet. As long as I die with you, I won't be considered defeated!" Yuan Gu laughed sadly.

"I gave up everything, forgot all my relatives and friends, and was reborn in this life just to prove my truth. It was my only hope and goal, but now I am going to die..."

Yuan Gu whispered, tears rolling down his cheeks, with a hint of sadness, he wanted to die together with Ye Fan.

After hearing this, Ye Fan spoke calmly, "Let me put an end to your life."

“The blood of the ancient emperor will shine forever. As the descendant of the Yuan emperor, I will let you see the true power of the Yuan emperor!” Yuan Gu put away his sorrow and his decadent look. His energy and spirit rose sharply, as if he had become a different person.

"Summon Yuan Huang and revive his bloodline!" He spoke word by word, his voice resounding through the heavens and earth like thunder, causing pain in everyone's ears.

"No!" The people of the Primitive Lake screamed. This was one of the final secret techniques of Yuan Huang, which was performed by the power of blood. However, Yuan Gu was currently unable to activate it. If he tried to perform it by force, regardless of whether he won or lost, he would die.

"what……"

Yuan Gu screamed, his black hair rushed toward the sky, every inch of his skin was bleeding. Those were wisps of his life essence, condensing into a shadow behind him!
At this moment, the supreme aura of the Ancient Emperor was permeating, as if he had come across time and space since ancient times and was dominating the earth once again!
Emperor Yuan!

There is a terrifying force circulating, summoning the Yuan Emperor. His bloodline is successfully revived, and a ray of imperial power reappears in the world.

Yuangu roared, shaking the mountains and the earth, and charged forward. The blurry figure behind him moved in unison with him, with an unstoppable momentum.

After performing this move, all of Yuangu's blood and spiritual energy were exhausted. Even if he killed his enemy, he would have no chance of survival.

Ye Fan could hardly move. The vague shadow of Emperor Yuan oppressed his heart. It was a shock to his soul. This feeling was indescribable. It was a terrifying power of Tao!

Finally, he uttered his own voice of Tao, and his tongue fought like thunder. Facing the overwhelming oppression from Emperor Yuan's phantom, the first thing he thought of was the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin to fight back.

His hands were moving, evolving the sacred fighting method. Nine real dragons flew into the air from his hands. The dragon's roar shook the nine heavens. They pulled an ancient coffin into the vast sky and stood in front of the shadow of Emperor Yuan.

blocked!
He displayed the supreme power of the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin and resisted the ancient Yuan Emperor. It was an indescribable atmosphere as the two sides confronted each other.

Nine huge real dragons crossed the sky and clouds, and an ancient bronze coffin made a sound of Taoism, as if it would last forever and exist together with the Yuan Emperor!

Ye Fan evolved the Holy Fighting Technique to the limit, bringing out all the power of the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin and blocking the Yuan Emperor's shadow.

At the same time, his eyes flashed with cold lightning, and he began to evolve another secret technique, which was the technique that the Black Emperor had passed on to him in advance - the Technique of the Beginningless!

"boom!"

At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into the Great Emperor Wu Shi, who had been undefeated in his life, suppressing the nine heavens and ten earths, looking down on the world, with his black hair flying in the wind as he looked down at the heaven and earth.

Ye Fan pushed forward with a big hand, and it collided violently with the shadow of Emperor Yuan. This was a battle between the ancient emperor and the ancient emperor through the air, a different kind of contest!

"buzz"

The shadow of Yuan Huang was dimming and was about to disappear. Yuan Gu's face was gray and he was almost losing his life. Ye Fan used the Wu Shi Technique to force the shadow of Yuan Huang back into Yuan Gu's blood.

Yuan Gu wanted to perform this forbidden secret technique again, but Ye Fan did not give him the chance. He suppressed the shadow of Yuan Huang with one hand and used the Dou character secret technique to perform the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin to deliver a blow that dominated the world.

"puff"

Blood rained down, Yuan Gu's body was shattered inch by inch, and disappeared from the world. An incomprehensible and complex expression appeared on his face, and finally... it was filled with sadness.

Finally, Yuan Gu was filled with sorrow and sadness, with tears rolling down his cheeks. He opened his arms and stretched them towards the void without light, facing the darkness alone: ​​"My dear... my true love... I am back, back to the ancient times!"

He turned into specks of light and rain, dissipated in the world, and disappeared forever. When a gust of wind blew, nothing was left.

The entire battlefield was silent. People watched the light rain leave, disappear, and dissipate. Yuangu's ultimate wish was to return to the ancient times, but this was obviously impossible.

No one knew who sighed first. Yuan Gu was indeed a man of true character, but it ended in such a sad way, which touched the hearts of those who were determined to achieve enlightenment.

After a brief silence, the people of the Primitive Lake let out unwilling roars and were filled with murderous intent. This was the eighth-generation grandson of Emperor Yuan, who lived to this world only to prove his truth, and yet he died just like that.

Many people rushed up, full of murderous intent, and turned into a torrent that swept towards Ye Fan. The vast plain was filled with murderous intent, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

"buzz"

A cold light flew out and shot towards Ye Fan's head on the battlefield. It was a small silver spear as long as a chopstick, an ancient relic, pointing directly at his forehead, intending to nail him to death.

Ye Fan turned sideways and did not take it, because the silver spear-like shape of the chopstick was rippled and engraved with infinite patterns, which was not something that ordinary people could produce.

Sure enough, it was covered with various patterns and it broke apart on its own, forming a small world that wanted to swallow him up. A strong man wanted to take him away.

A light flashed between Ye Fan's eyebrows, and a holy weapon appeared, creating a ripple that shattered the small world on the spot and turned it into ashes.

"kill him!"

"What are you still standing there for? Kill the holy body of the human race and avenge Yuangu." Someone shouted.

At the same time, several large hands reached down from the sky. They came from different people, and all of them had the power of a saint. They were terrifying and had a terrifying aura.

These are all masters who have stepped into the realm of clan king. Such people can sweep a region by themselves.

"buzz"

A deep and mysterious banner appeared in Ye Fan's hands. Ye Fan held the banner with both hands and waved it, and endless evil threads swept up into the sky.

"what……"

The six giant hands above the sky instantly disappeared, and at the same time, six extremely shrill screams were heard.

"I am going to have a decisive battle with Yuangu, and life and death are decided by fate. What do you think?" Ye Fan held the banner and looked at the people of the ancient clan.

"What are you waiting for? The human race's holy body killed the ancient emperor's bloodline. This is a great sin and cannot be forgiven. Let's kill him together." Someone shouted and secretly instigated.

Ye Fan watched coldly. No matter the few people who had just taken action or those who were clamoring, none of them were the royal family of the Original Lake. Some of them had ulterior motives and deliberately provoked disputes.

"It was a fair fight, and this battle has a result. Are you trying to mislead people and start a war between Primitive Lake and Immortal Mountain?" Someone also shouted.

At the same time, the Barbarian King, with a black turtle on his head, walked out with Tianxuan Saint Wei Yi and stood behind Ye Fan. A figure in white also appeared in the distance.

"What do the fellow Taoists from the Original Lake think?" Wang Zizai remained motionless and just looked at the ancestor king of the Original Lake lineage.

"laugh"

The original lake ancestor king snapped his fingers, and a dazzling divine light fell on the crowd. More than a dozen figures turned into blood light, and their bodies and souls were destroyed. They were the people who had been secretly instigating just now.

"go!"

The ancestor king of the primitive lake gritted his teeth and uttered only this one word. Although he was heartbroken by Yuangu's death, he still had to consider the living people.

Once a war breaks out, the Original Lake tribe will no longer exist in this world.

(End of this chapter)