Chapter 2108 - 1970: Netherworld Sacred Land (Makeup - 1)

Chapter 2108: Chapter 1970: Netherworld Sacred Land (Makeup Chapter 1)

Lv Zhan and others left one after another, and the Heavenly Mountain Manor returned to its usual tranquility.

Ye Fan came alone to the Profound Ice Coffin, gazing at Su Liuli lying quietly inside, lost in thought.

"Liuli, don’t worry, even if I have to go to the ends of the earth and the depths of the netherworld, I will defy the heavens to bring you back to life."

Ye Fan muttered to himself as he watched, his tone resolute.

"The soul scattered, the divine soul is dead, difficult, difficult, difficult!"

The Ginseng Fruit Tree within the Chaos Dragon Spear suddenly spoke, transmitting its divine consciousness to Ye Fan, "In my vague memory, besides the legendary Nine Rebirths Gathering Soul Pill that can reunite a person’s soul, there also seems to be a secret technique that can resurrect a person and reunite the divine soul."

"Wha... what secret technique?"

Despite Ye Fan having broken through to the Venerable Realm with a firm martial heart, upon hearing this, his divine soul trembled, and he urgently released it to inquire.

"Soul Summoning!"

The Ginseng Fruit Tree said.

As time passed, it gradually recovered some memories.

In its original memory, it seemed to have heard the Fu Xi Emperor speak of a secret technique that could gather a person’s soul, but the requirements for the practitioner were too stringent, necessitating the comprehension of the Laws of Time, Reincarnation, and Causality.

Throughout the ages, almost no one had ever appeared, so the secret technique gradually fell into oblivion.

As an Immortal Elixir, almost undying, the Fu Xi Emperor engraved this secret technique into its primordial source to prevent it from being forever lost.

Ye Fan, having comprehended the Four Great Laws, can naturally use this secret technique.

"There really is such a secret technique? Quickly tell me!"

Ye Fan’s heart was filled with joy, and he quickly inquired about the details of the Ginseng Fruit Secret Technique.

"First, you must build a Soul Gathering Platform, using Soul Gathering Stones and Soul Condensing Jade as the main materials, supplemented by Essence Stone and other materials..."

The Ginseng Fruit Tree detailed all the construction requirements for the Soul Summoning Platform and the materials needed, and then imprinted the secret technique into his sea of consciousness for him to comprehend on his own.

"Although this secret technique can summon souls, it must be within one month of the soul’s death to have hope; the shorter the time from death, the greater the chance of success."

The Ginseng Fruit hesitated for a moment before adding, "Your beloved’s divine soul has been shattered for a long time, and there is almost no hope of summoning her soul through this secret method. However, if you find yourself unable to craft the Nine Rebirths Gathering Soul Pill in the future, you might try using this Soul Summoning Technique as a last resort."

Thump!

Ye Fan’s heart trembled, his face showing a hint of disappointment.

Su Liuli’s soul had been scattered for too long, and as the Ginseng Fruit said, even summoning might not be effective.

"Although I can’t save Liuli with this secret technique, I can save Master Yan!"

Soon, Ye Fan calmed his emotions.

Currently, the materials for the Nine Rebirths Gathering Soul Pill are mostly collected, only the main ingredient is missing.

And he had stepped into the Venerable Realm, his real combat power unmatched at this level, and the distance to enter the Forbidden Zone to gather medicine is not far!

And Yan had just died recently, so this method could revive him!

After calming down, Ye Fan didn’t delay and went immediately to Chu Xuanji to express his thoughts, then decided to go into seclusion to comprehend the secret technique.

"Old Yan, there’s hope for your revival!"

Chu Xuanji’s lips trembled, tears streaming down his old face.

Originally, he believed he would never shed tears again in this lifetime, but when he heard that there was even a chance for Yan’s revival, he couldn’t control his excitement.

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While Ye Fan was comprehending the Soul Summoning Secret Technique.

On the Xing Kong Gu Road, in the Xuan Realm, legends about him continued to circulate.

During the time when Ye Fan was missing, the Xuan Realm was almost in an uproar, with all forces speculating about where he might have gone.

"Ye Fan must be dead!"

"That Ye person already died deep in the endless starry sky, he could never come back in this life."

"Destroyed at his most glorious moment, his life can be considered without regret!"

Some forces and individuals with past grievances against Ye Fan came forward, making statements, asserting that Ye Fan was definitely dead.

The reasons they dared to claim this was because, after Ye Fan’s disappearance, even the Old Bastards of the Immortal Academy tried to find him and brought in the Elder of Heavenly Secrets and Divine Calculations, yet failed to deduce Ye Fan’s whereabouts.

There were only two possible scenarios in this case: one was someone reversing the Great Dao, disrupting the heavenly mechanism.

The second was that Ye Fan was dead and naturally couldn’t be calculated.

This was the reason they dared to come forward and express their opinions so freely.

"I believe Ye Fan is not dead!"

"Have we not seen before that Ye Fan faced crisis after crisis, and people thought he was dead, but each time he created miracles and returned strongly!"

Some believed that Ye Fan couldn’t have died; he was a blessed individual, favored by heaven, creating miracle after miracle, destined to prove the Dao, and become the Great Emperor of this era.

They recounted Ye Fan’s past experiences, at times when people believed he would surely die, he ended up making an amazing comeback, appearing unscathed before the crowd.

The proponents of these two completely opposing views debated endlessly, having verbal duels from afar.

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Bleak winds blew, and ghostly flames flickered!

In a turbulent flow of space near the Xuan Realm, a White Bone Demon Cave floated and sank.

Five emaciated, ghost-like elderly figures stood solemnly within the demon cave, nervously looking ahead.

In front of them was an Abyss, where rolling Demonic Qi surged and transformed in countless ways.

For ordinary people, this place is definitely the forbidden land of life.

However—

The five elders seemed completely unaffected.

Or perhaps, they themselves are of the same origin as this Demon Cave, having been recognized by the demonic energy.

These five ghost-like elders are all Sha Shengs from the Netherworld Assassin Sacred Land, capable of assassinating Supreme Holy Master level strong people, claiming invincibility below Quasi-Emperor.

At this moment, however, they were very nervous, their shimmering green eyes fixing intently on the abyss ahead.

Because...

Today is the grand day the Ancestor of Netherworld emerges from seclusion, and they are here to respectfully welcome the ancestor’s emergence!

"Do you think the ancestor will be successful in taking over?" asked one Sha Sheng quietly.

"Shut up! To speak frivolously of the ancestor, do you wish to live?"

The leading Sha Sheng coldly glanced at the one who spoke, his whole body emitting a fierce killing intent.

"Enough, boss, old fifth didn’t mean it." Another Sha Sheng advised.

"Frivolous talk of the ancestor, if not for old second pleading for you, I would have executed you!" The leading Sha Sheng was very assertive.

"Old fifth is worried, he meant no disrespect." Old third also spoke up.

"The ancestor’s skill creates wonders, the takeover will surely be smooth, we just need to await the good news." The leading Sha Sheng relaxed his brows and said solemnly.

Under his influence, even if the others were somewhat worried, they refrained from saying anything more.

For a moment, the Demon Cave fell into a dead silence once again.

In fact, old fifth’s worry was not without reason.

Ten years ago, the ancestor of Netherworld Sacred Land realized his time was near, yet was powerless to reverse it—not becoming a Great Emperor, not encountering Immortal Elixir, he could not live through the second life.

However, he was also a rare genius encountered once in a millennium and ultimately conceived a highly risky method.

Taking over!

Discarding his decayed old body, attempting to take over a powerful Treasure Body from scratch, aiming to live through the second life and reach the Emperor Realm.

To achieve this, he undertook extensive preparations, selecting the best among the young generation in the Netherworld Assassin Sacred Land, picking out ten Saint Heir candidates.

These people were once-in-a-life-time prodigies, outstanding in talent and comprehension, possessing an innate talent for cultivation.

Especially one person found in the Xuanshou Mountain Range, who stood out among all the candidates. Although his strength was poor, only of True Essence Realm cultivation, his Tao Foundation was exceptionally solid, his talent excellent, ready to soar to great heights.

After initial training, competition, and elimination, this found Saint Heir ultimately shone brightly, defeating the joint attack of the other nine candidate Saint Heirs single-handedly, emerging prominently!

Once established as the Saint Heir, the Netherworld Sacred Land became even more demanding of him. Every day consisted only of cultivation or endless killing, to train his determination and assassination skills.

Finally, in just four short years, he accomplished everything that took other Saint Heirs ten years to complete, greatly delighting the ancestor of Netherworld.

Afterward, to rapidly obtain this Treasure Body, the ancestor cherished no expense, using various Treasure Medicines to temper his body.

Without this, his physical body could not withstand the Ancestor of Netherworld’s immense Divine Power; possible body explosion and death might ensue after taking over.

Later, under the Ancestor of Netherworld’s instructions, this Saint Heir entered a small death barrier specifically prepared for Saint Heirs, only by breaking through it can he truly become a Saint Heir and represent the Netherworld Sacred Land on assassination missions outside.

The small death barrier, as the name implies, offers Nine Deaths and One Life, and the Netherworld Sacred Land had not seen anyone break through it in many years.

That Saint Heir remained calm, under the gaze of the Old Saint Master of the Netherworld Sacred Land and several Supreme Elders, he calmly walked into the small death barrier.

Through a year’s experience, he fought many battles inside; his body was shattered, his Divine Soul cracked, yet ultimately persevered through sheer will.

When he emerged from the small death barrier, he emitted a fierce killing intent, like a drawn Killing Sword, successfully breaking through to the Lord Realm.

Next, the Netherworld Sacred Land took several assassination missions, handed to him to complete, targeting fellow Saint Heirs from other Sacred Lands.

The Saint Heir of the Assassin Sacred Land naturally sought out Saint Heirs from other Sacred Lands as targets, to better train himself.

This Saint Heir did not disappoint, decisive in action, ruthless and merciless, like a hidden viper, striking only lethally once.

At that time, several Saint Heirs from other Sacred Lands in the Xuan Realm disappeared without a trace during their training excursions, neither seen alive nor in corpse, becoming a mystery that remains unsolved.

And these mysteriously disappeared Saint Heirs, were all by the hands of this Saint Heir from the Netherworld Assassin Sacred Land!

After slaying them, he brought back the severed heads to the Sacred Land, preserving them as trophies.

The Netherworld Assassin Sacred Land has a great hall specifically for placing the hunted powerful heads, and as a Saint Heir of the Sacred Land, destined to oversee a Sacred Land, naturally required a collection.

After several months of training, he thoroughly stabilized his realm, ambitious to kill across the world, emulating Emperor Sha, using killing to prove Dao.

However—

At this moment, the Ancestor of Netherworld couldn’t wait any longer, he was about to demise; compelled, he had to choose him prematurely, take over and merge.

For five years, the Ancestor of Netherworld had been striving to take over, control this body, intending to completely eliminate the original Divine Soul of this body.

The abyss in this Demon Cave is his place of seclusion, using the abundant demonic energy to assist his success—his Divine Soul has decayed beyond measure, without the help from this environment, it’s hard to succeed in taking over, possibly even fulfilling the original master of this body.

This past year, he has stayed here for seclusion, barring the five Sha Shengs, nobody dared enter.

Today is the day of his emergence.

Taking over successfully, living through the second life.

Or making futile efforts, fulfilling the Saint Heir, will be revealed today!

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