No success is achieved overnight.
Walking through life and death also involves immense pressure.
The two were not dead; their internal energy remained, but their Great Dao had collapsed.
The Great Dao of the Lord of Light collapsed first.
And at this moment, he had already transformed back into the appearance of a youth.
One step spanned ten thousand years, the moon followed.
The Illusory Sect still persisted.
"Ultimately, I am inferior to you," the Lord of Light looked at the Illusory Sect.
A trace of emotion appeared in his eyes.
At this moment, the Lord of Light seemed to have undergone a change.
Only in the face of life and death does true emotion reveal itself.
"Crack."
His physical body began to collapse.
The energy contained within his ninth-tier physical body began to dissipate, to crumble.
Flesh and blood started to melt away.
"Heh heh."
The Illusory Sect smiled faintly, shaking his head, "I too have reached my limit."
The Illusory Sect had merely taken one step further than the Lord of Light.
Bang.
The Great Dao collapsed, the physical body shattered.
The flowing water of the River of Life slowly washed them into nothingness.
"Come."
Chen Fan's expression was extremely solemn.
With a great shout, as if commanding heaven and earth... the spiritual lights of the two appeared in the River of Life.
At the same time, the River of Death began to flow. The long-dissolved bodies of Great Emperors were corroded by the death energy, their power extracted and injected into the River of Life.
Rumble.
How powerful was the energy possessed by dozens of Great Emperor bodies?
It was difficult to calculate.
For the Rivers of Life and Death were boiling, surging incessantly.
This was an unimaginably vast amount of energy.
With the infusion of this power, the spiritual consciousness lights of the Illusory Sect and the Lord of Light grew at a visible speed.
The speed was very fast.
Slowly, two translucent, crystal-clear physical bodies appeared in the River of Life.
"Wah,"
The sound of an infant's birth echoed.
The clear cries of a newborn infant shook the Rivers of Life and Death.
The river water flowed, moving downstream.
Within the river, two children seemed to be in a dream, living a real life.
They had their own years, re-experiencing a life.
"Go."
Chen Fan continuously made moves, injecting power into the two bodies.
The two grew faster and faster.
Meanwhile, Chen Fan's face grew somewhat pale.
Resurrecting two ninth-tier beings at once was a great trial for him. The life and death power within him was depleted in mere moments.
"Old Demon Chu."
Chen Fan suddenly spoke, "I need energy."
Whoosh.
Old Demon Chu departed instantly.
In the distance, an empty great world was being collected by the subordinates of the Cloud Sea Dao Master.
Bang.
Old Demon Chu descended directly, "I am taking this world."
Without waiting for a reply, demonic energy surged, and he directly dragged the world away.
The other party: "???"
What was he doing?
That person was stunned.
But in the end, he dared not stop him, and could only watch as an eighth-tier great world was dragged away by Old Demon Chu.
"City Lord."
Old Demon Chu was very fast.
An eighth-tier great world was directly thrown into the River of Death by him.
Old Demon Chu paid no mind to whether there were any living beings inside. As long as Chen Fan asked, let alone an eighth-tier great world, he would even go and kill the subordinates of the Cloud Sea Dao Master now.
Boom.
The eighth-tier great world rapidly dissolved.
Chen Fan remained silent, allowing the power to surge through.
However... it was still not enough.
"I still have some here."
Dragon King took out several top-tier eighth-tier bodies and threw them into the River of Death.
This time, it was enough.
Actually, Chen Fan had ninth-tier bodies, but he did not use them.
Ninth-tier divine bodies were too precious.
He did not wish to waste them on the Illusory Sect and the Lord of Light.
Boom.
The river surged even more violently.
The Illusory Sect and the Lord of Light within had reached the cultivation of Heavenly Emperors.
They would awaken soon.
Not yet, however. They were ninth-tier, and needed to recover to ninth-tier.
If they awakened now, they would only be at the Heavenly Emperor realm.
Therefore, they had to persevere.
Time flowed slowly, and their auras grew increasingly powerful.
In the distance...
Huang gazed at Chen Fan, "Dragon King, what is your relationship with this person?"
"Hmm?"
Dragon King was startled, "Quite good, why?"
"Good is good."
Huang breathed a sigh of relief, "This person has the demeanor of a hegemon, and should not be made an enemy."
He felt grateful.
Huang's rise had undoubtedly allowed him to witness many prodigies.
But compared to the Chen Fan before him, any prodigy was utterly insignificant.
"Oh."
Dragon King said no more.
Because he understood Huang's thoughts and empathized with him.
Dragon King was well aware of Chen Fan's monstrous nature.
After a moment of thought, he sighed, "This person not only has the bearing of a hegemon, but also a heart that does not contend. He has his own motivations; he has walked to this day for a goal. Although I do not know what supports him in his repeated victories against the odds."
"But one thing I can guarantee: this person... has no grudges between races."
This last sentence served as a reassurance to Huang.
"Very good." Huang was satisfied. "Da Feng Novel Network"
"Oh, right."
Dragon King then remembered Sword Master, "There is also a friend in the Ninth Land who wishes to forge a place where all races coexist."
"Really?"
Huang's eyes lit up instantly.
It was the same shock he felt the first time he heard of Sword Master's ambition.
After receiving Dragon King's affirmative reply, Huang sighed, "You truly are the future ruler of my Chaotic race. You are able to gather so many extraordinary individuals around you. Dragon King, your fortune is indeed profound."
In Huang's view, both Chen Fan and Sword Master were blessed by heaven.
And for Dragon King to be friends with such people, his own fortune must be no weaker than that of Sword Master, whereas this City Lord Chen seemed more like a true son of destiny.
Dragon King pondered for a moment and said nothing.
Fortune?
He did not believe in that.
He believed more in his own strength, to carve out a world for the Chaotic race with his own hands.
Because he shared the same aspirations as Chen Fan and the others, they had gravitated towards each other.
Whether it was Chen Fan or Sword Master, if their future paths diverged from Dragon King's, Dragon King would not compromise.
For the sake of his race, he would give everything.
"Boom."
A deafening sound interrupted the conversation between the two ninth-tier Chaotic beasts.
Within the Rivers of Life and Death, massive waves surged.
The waves that rose reached a hundred zhang into the sky.
In the river water, the Illusory Sect opened his eyes, as if a mark of reincarnation flashed and then vanished.
Soon, clarity dominated his pupils.
Hoo.
He exhaled a breath, expelling the memories of reincarnation.
The Illusory Sect had awakened. The pervasive laws and Great Dao were all restored, including his cultivation.
Splash, splash.
The Illusory Sect stepped out of the Rivers of Life and Death and bowed to Chen Fan with clasped fists, "City Lord Chen, your great kindness, I shall never forget. Great kindness needs no words. Should City Lord ever require anything in the future, I will surely risk my life to assist."
This was his promise.
"I too," the Lord of Light also awakened.
Having regained their memories, the two directly returned to their peak state.
What they lacked now was merely energy.
As long as their Great Dao was restored, a little energy could be easily replenished.
"So tired."
Chen Fan put away the Rivers of Life and Death.
He waved his hand and smiled, "You two truly live up to your reputation as seasoned ninth-tier beings. The amount of power you required was immense; I almost couldn't hold on."