The mythical-age Nine-Layered Coffin had fallen to the mortal world, acting of its own accord, about to travel along some path — this was truly an astonishing conjecture!

Ye Fan’s heart was unsettled, thinking there might be other mythical ancient coffins traveling this road too, not just one or two descending from the nine heavens.

He thought of the Void Emperor, whose coffin was also a stone coffin, likely also obtained from the mythical-age Nine-Layered Coffin, the Emperor interred within, buried in the dark universe.

Ye Fan had once seen it in an ancient, remote star region, muttering to himself: “Could it be that following this path further might let us see the Void Emperor again?”

The mythical-age Nine-Layered Coffin had already changed owners, but perhaps it would still travel along its special trajectory, still walking that road, a lonely far journey toward its destination.

The ancient emperors had long since died, the gods of the nine heavens had also perished — before dying, unwilling to accept it, they had to struggle across this bitter sea of the mortal world, to reach the other shore, to attain eternal life.

The four directions and above and below are called “space,” the past and present are called “time” — vast and boundless, without end.

The universe — some regions dense with stars, brilliant galaxies, radiance spreading everywhere. And some places cold and dark, vast without bound, dead silence, without end.

Ye Fan and the others had been traveling for two months now, long since having left that ancient star, heading toward the next destination — this path and star region overlapped partly with the Golden Ancient Road.

In this region, no stars were visible, only darkness and cold, like a vast black hole zone, devouring everything — fortunately their cultivation was profound, and they avoided it from a great distance.

This couldn’t continue — the universe was so vast, and that old man had only left behind an ancient image and some star coordinates, only a rough region.

They naturally wouldn’t wander recklessly either, continuing along this path with cultivation as their main focus, neither rushing nor lagging, having once paused in the holy city on the human race’s ancient road to learn the truth.

In fact, along this road, in this star region, they truly learned quite a few rumors related to the mythical-age Nine-Layered Coffin, even fragments of legends about the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin.

Across these boundless ages, more than one heaven’s chosen had seen the ancient god’s coffin, had also pursued it, but it always came to nothing — no one had ever truly managed to open the coffin.

The coffin traversed the universe, buried on an ancient and mysterious road — what secret did it hold, perhaps only to be revealed after long eons.

“Emperor Tian, Immortal Maiden Qing Shi, the Human King and others have entered the Golden Ancient Road — over these years their cultivation has steadily advanced, even encountering powerful figures from other races’ ancient roads, and winning every time.”

“The younger generation’s strongest truly are impressive — daring to walk the long-abandoned, forsaken Golden Ancient Road, and all the most dangerous ancient regions too, truly extraordinary.”

People praised this — this was news Ye Fan and the others had gotten along the road, that Emperor Tian and the others had cultivated hard, forging ahead bravely all these years, fighting their way through blood, nearly reaching the ancient roads of other races.

“I’ve heard that the young supreme of the Heavenly Overlord Blood lineage, having known shame, has been spurred to courage, and has already entered the mythical-age ancient road, having fought there for nearly ten years now.”

The Overlord, the Great Demon God, and others were even harder on themselves, having charged into the even more ancient roads many years ago — though in the boundless ages past, those road sections had been designated as death roads.

“Hm, I see, so the road we’re walking counts as the mythical ancient road too.” Pang Bo and the others gradually realized upon hearing this.

The abandoned ancient roads were divided into those from the primordial era and those from the mythical age — the former could be called the Golden Ancient Road, the latter simply the Mythical Ancient Road, the latter being even more ancient and terrifying, filled with many trials, where the slightest carelessness meant death.

Such ancient roads had cosmic beasts roaming about, as well as unnamed races exploring — though as rare as phoenix feathers, each one was extremely powerful, making even Saint Kings tremble.

Such creatures were born directly in the dark void, traveling year-round through ancient star regions, powerful beyond compare — encountering one would surely spell great disaster.

Over half a month later, Ye Fan and the others appeared in an ancient, remote star region, following the coordinates, when suddenly they saw a massive shadow, blocking out the starlight.

“An ancient beast, super powerful, its body nearly comparable to a small star!” the Black Bear Saint exclaimed in shock.

This was a monstrous beast, its body covered in shimmering blue-green scales, like cast iron, its luster cold and severe, radiating a powerful sense of force, drawing closer from the distance.

Ye Fan was the first to step forward, preparing to meet it in battle — comprehending the dao through combat, this was the kind of great battle he needed to accelerate his advancement in realm.

“No, it’s already dead.”

As the massive black shadow drew near, the luster on those blue-green scales still remained, but that ferocious head had a massive bloody hole in it, the blood long since cold.

It had actually been killed by a single finger strike — that was a finger-hole, unbelievably thick, comparable to a heavenly pit, piercing straight through its brow bone, the blood having cooled for some time.

Ye Fan and the others had never seen such a massive ancient beast before, the first time in their lives — enormous beyond compare, many times larger than an ordinary meteorite.

The blue-green scales were cold and hard, gleaming with a cold light, its body shaped like a heavenly dog, but bearing a pair of dragon horns, its blue-green armor dense and its appearance ferocious, awe-inspiring.

“This is actually a descendant of a Heaven-Devouring Beast — I never expected such a creature to truly exist, its body so massive, the universe truly has all manner of wonders.”

Ye Fan exclaimed in admiration, having once seen records of this kind of ancient beast in ancient texts — the true Heaven-Devouring Beast was boundless in size, resembling nothing less than a nebula, able to devour the heavens and swallow the earth, naturally also unmatched in terror.

However, it was said that after a divine war countless ages ago, the Heaven-Devouring Beasts had nearly gone extinct, and now only a few impure-blooded descendants remained.

This one beast alone was already quite powerful, having reached the Saint Beast King realm, yet it had been slain by someone, cleanly and decisively, unable to put up any real resistance.

The finger-hole on its forehead was startling, similarly massive beyond compare, as if some towering giant had struck out, producing such a terrifying result.

“Could you do that, kill with a single finger strike!” Long Ma asked Ye Fan. He gave no response, only looking carefully, again and again.

Pang Bo stepped onto this massive corpse, looking at the cold beast body and the bloody hole at its brow, saying: “Difficult. Wanting to kill with a single finger strike, that’s truly, truly difficult.”

This was no ordinary Saint Beast King, absolutely powerful beyond compare — clearly that person had struck from a great distance across the void, a single finger-beam of light killing it.

The most precious part of such an ancient beast was the Heaven-Devouring Pearl within its skull — clearly it hadn’t just been killed with a single finger, but had also had its divine pearl forcibly seized, its entire massive corpse now disintegrating from the loss of its essence core, similar to transcendence, nearly rendered useless.

“It was the Divine Race!”

Pang Bo, after examining that finger-hole for a long while, reached this conclusion, because the wound retained wisps of divine brilliance, similar to that of the Divine Race member who had passed into transcendence four years ago.

The Divine Race, with divine blood flowing in their bodies, absolutely powerful, embodying nobility and invincibility, representing one of the strongest races — for so many years they had almost never been seen.

In just four years, Ye Fan and the others had discovered two members of the Divine Race — quite an anomaly, at the very least these tens of thousands of years the race had been peaceful, rarely appearing in the world.

At the junction of the Golden Ancient Road and the Mythical Golden Ancient Road, dangerous omens had appeared — the long-vanished Divine Race had emerged, absolutely a major event.

Half a month later, news spread throughout the holy city on the human race’s ancient road that the Divine Race had reappeared, coming to hunt on the Mythical Ancient Road, sparking a great uproar.

Yet not long after, more news spread between the Mythical Ancient Road and the Golden Ancient Road — other powerful races had also revealed themselves.

Most shocking of all was that Emperor Tian, the Human King and others had fought a brutal great battle against trial-takers from other races — though they had slain those people, even someone as strong as Emperor Tian had been wounded.

“Foreign heaven’s chosen — young supremes of several powerful races — actually appearing in this region, something must have happened, otherwise why would it attract such young powerhouses.”

The starry road trembled, startling many.

The Divine Race’s appearance wasn’t a coincidence — other races’ extraordinary talents had also rushed here, competing for the human race’s mythical ancient road, surely having discovered something, and searching for it.

Finally, a human race path guardian received secret intelligence, learned from other races, that the Nine-Layered Coffin had appeared on the Mythical Ancient Road, having been seen by several powerful races.

This was naturally a major event — these people swarmed in, drawn by the divine coffin that should have been buried above the nine heavens, wanting to investigate. In this present world, what attracted people most was, naturally, eternal life.

“We really came to the right place — that old man’s coordinate map actually proved useful, and in just a few months we’ve already gained something!?” Pang Bo could hardly believe it.

“Just a coincidence.” Ye Fan frowned. He suspected the Void Emperor’s coffin might have appeared in this star region, wondering whether the Ji family siblings had chased their way into the Mythical Ancient Road as well.

This was absolutely a super dangerous restricted zone — what was happening now was still close to the Golden Ancient Road, not yet the true mythical domain, but terrible things might well happen here.

So many years had passed, and Ye Fan, following some known leads, had never managed to track down these two siblings — he wondered whether this time would bring news.

“Monumental news — the young supreme of the Heavenly Overlord Blood lineage has fought bloodily on the ancient road, single-handedly killing three young supreme powerhouses of foreign races, making his name shake the Mythical Ancient Road!”

That day, astonishing news arrived again, the human race’s peerless figure sending report after report of victory, greatly inspiring many.

Because, sooner or later, the heroes of every race would enter the final, singular ancient path, for the ultimate showdown, a contest of supremacy — this already counted as a kind of preview.

“That’s strange, why are more and more people coming to the Mythical Ancient Road, not just trial-takers, but also some powerful ancient beasts — it’s impossible they’re all here for the Nine-Layered Coffin.”

As time went on, more and more people came, exceeding everyone’s expectations, the battles growing ever more intense.

Finally, half a month later, a shocking piece of news was finally revealed, stunning path guardians of every race — a great fortune was about to appear on the Mythical Ancient Road, a true undying immortal elixir.

“What, after all these tens of thousands of years, an undying elixir has finally appeared? No wonder even the Divine Race has mobilized!” Even some who had been in seclusion for hundreds or thousands of years were startled by this.

Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Long Ma, the Golden Lion and the others were all shocked, exchanging glances — they never expected such a thing, no wonder this ancient domain had grown ever more “lively,” everything happening all at once.

“Which kind of undying elixir is it?” This was what many people wanted to know.

Days later, definite news arrived — it was the Life Tree, an undying tree capable of bringing the dead back to life and flesh to withered bone, once belonging to an ancient Great Emperor.