“To step onto the Mythical Ancient Road, one needs to collect at least ten kinds of supremely powerful ancient bloods, pouring them onto the seal gate to open it.”
This was a secret Ye Fan and the others heard in an ancient place, leaving the whole group stunned — it turned out no one had ever actually entered the Mythical Ancient Road, they were all still on the Golden Ancient Road.
It was all because too much time had passed — the outside world had grown unfamiliar with these abandoned ancient roads, not knowing the true situation, mistakenly believing this was the Mythical Ancient Road.
Had a human race path guardian not made this clear, people would have continued the misunderstanding — all cultivators were still only halfway there, the true Mythical Ancient Road still far off.
“Ten kinds of supremely powerful ancient blood, this condition really is harsh!” Long Ma said indignantly.
“No need to rush — Ye Zi himself carries a strand, surely far exceeding the standard. And the blood in my body should be passable too.” Pang Bo said, having guessed the true meaning behind this condition — one had to hunt for it, only the very strongest could step onto the Mythical Ancient Road.
Sure enough, news soon arrived that the blood of the legendary primordial demon gods, the most powerful races, all counted.
“Good thing it’s not specifically Overlord Blood, Saint Blood, or Divine Blood.” Quite a few people sighed in relief, otherwise entering the Mythical Ancient Road would have been nearly impossible.
Now there was a rumor that the true Life Tree was on that road.
A faint light emerged from the darkness — at first thought to be a star, but as time passed and it drew closer, Ye Fan and the others felt a warning sign rise in their hearts.
Though the distance was still great, they could already sense a surge of blood energy — this was a living being, surely very powerful, otherwise it couldn’t stir such feeling from this far away.
The universe was vast, boundless — under normal circumstances one could travel a thousand lifetimes without encountering another living being, but this star region was somewhat special, having drawn in powerhouses from every race.
“What kind of creature is this, radiating such a dazzling light, tearing through the dark universe — it’s probably quite difficult to deal with.” Long Ma bared his teeth, saying: “Could it possess the ancient blood we need?”
Ye Fan and the others had been traveling for over ten days, entering a legendary primordial “hunting zone,” having encountered a few powerful races along the way, but all fell short of the needed ancient blood. Now, this was the first time they’d encountered an unknown creature.
“It’s really coming for us — I sense a powerful blood energy, covering the sky and blanketing the earth, as if trampling over the bones of countless beings.” The Golden Lion showed a grave expression, its whole body radiating light, as if cast from gold, like a primordial deity.
None of the twelve saints were pushovers — over all these years they had killed plenty, refining themselves through blood-purification techniques, each becoming exceedingly powerful.
Now even the Golden Lion, an accomplished killer stained with enemy blood, was moved — one could imagine just how terrifying this opposing enemy must be.
This creature moved very fast, charging directly toward their group, its blood energy sweeping over them like a vast ocean, covering the sky, engulfing them all within.
“Too domineering, one person wanting to kill all of us — does he really think he’s a Great Emperor?!” Long Ma roared indignantly, his own blood energy flaring out.
Across from them, an even more powerful blood energy surged, the galaxies trembling, sun and moon shaking.
BOOM!
The heavens tore apart, the powerful being’s majesty surging like the ocean, as if a demon god stood opposite them, looking down with contempt, supreme in power and scale.
Ye Fan, Pang Bo and the others all drew a sharp breath of cold air — this was a colossal creature, occupying vast ground, comparable to a massive meteorite. In the darkness, a pair of eyes stared coldly, as if gazing from hell, chilling and hopeless.
Most terrifying of all was the cluster of silver light before its brow bone, like a divine flame flickering — that was supreme spiritual power, nearly materialized. Earlier, this had made them mistake it for starlight, only realizing up close it was this creature’s powerful characteristic.
It resembled a primordial demon mountain, too massive, looking down upon everyone, its form ferocious, resembling a giant spider, though it certainly couldn’t be one.
Its whole body was covered in black scales, cold and severe, awe-inspiring, with over a hundred pairs of spider legs, each one, once straightened, resembling a divine spear.
Aside from being covered in cold scales, it truly resembled a mountain-sized spider, extremely intimidating, its whole body radiating a blood energy that inspired dread.
“Could it be… one of the primordial demon gods?!” the Black Bear Saint said in shock, his expression constantly shifting, recalling certain legends.
There was an ancient creature capable of fighting the gods in blood, but unfortunately long since extinct. It was said that at their strongest, they could grow up to ten thousand legs, called the Ten-Thousand-Legged Demon Spider, one type of primordial demon god.
This one was far from reaching ten thousand legs, but a hundred legs was still impressive — this race hadn’t gone extinct after all, quite astonishing.
Clearly, this was one of the kinds of supreme ancient blood they needed!
It had reached the Saint King realm, but its combat power couldn’t possibly be measured by normal logic — this ancient creature possessed many curses and spells, most troublesome to deal with, especially its massive body, which had even given the Divine Race headaches before.
“Sacrifice a human.” A powerful divine will conveyed itself, like a real voice, making the universe rumble and shake.
Its body surged with blood energy, treating Ye Fan and the others as sacrificial food, wanting them to offer up their lives — because in the primordial era, many great races had worshipped demon gods, offering sacrifices to them.
Pang Bo sneered coldly, saying: “We originally wanted to exchange blood with you and proceed together to the Mythical Ancient Road. Now you want our lives? I think you’d better chop off all your hundred legs yourself and offer them to us instead.”
“Hiss!”
A streak of dark light flashed, tearing through the universe, faster than lightning, striking at Pang Bo, ruthless and decisive, its powerful divine force making one tremble uncontrollably.
This was one of the Ten-Thousand-Legged Demon Spider’s legs, straightened out like a cold spear, piercing through heaven and earth, reaching him in an instant, incredibly sharp.
“Clang!”
Pang Bo threw a punch, colliding with this spider leg, like divine iron clashing, cracking the void, divine power raging violently.
“Nine Emperor Slashes of the Demon Emperor — Form Destruction!” Pang Bo shouted loudly, unleashing his own powerful ancient technique, twin silver dragons shooting from his eyes, slashing toward its head.
The Demon Spider shuddered, quickly dodging, its whole body radiating overwhelming blood energy, shrieking from its mouth, all hundred legs moving at once, like a hundred black divine spears piercing through together.
Cold, gleaming light, sharp spider legs, bursting forth with a hopeless aura, like ten thousand swords piercing the heart.
Brilliant light burst forth as the twin silver dragons collided with the numerous divine spears, releasing the most bone-chilling killing intent, the two clashing violently, a life-and-death struggle.
Pang Bo’s body shook violently, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, retreating tens of thousands of feet — this colossal creature was too terrifying, an absolute top-tier menace even among Saint Kings, several minor realms above him.
Across from him, the Demon Spider had several legs slashed and bleeding, dripping down, its eyes growing even colder, staring fixedly at Pang Bo and the others, knowing it had encountered no ordinary humans.
“Divine Wound!” Pang Bo shouted, unleashing another slash from the Nine Emperor Slashes of the Demon Emperor, his brow bone blazing with light, shooting out wisps of sharp immortal radiance.
The Demon Spider howled in pain, thrashing violently, its primordial spirit struck by the attack, but the cluster of divine flame before its brow bone was too terrifying, burning fiercely, dispersing this strike from Pang Bo, nearly causing a backlash.
This was shocking! Who was Pang Bo? A rising young supreme on the human race’s ancient road, yet he’d been wounded. The Demon Spider was unstoppable, a truly super-powerful primordial fierce spirit.
“Seizure!” Pang Bo shouted, unleashing yet another wondrous technique from the Nine Emperor Slashes of the Demon Emperor, directly attempting to forcibly seize that cluster of silver spiritual power for himself.
This secret technique was mysterious and powerful — the first three slashes would have already destroyed anyone else, utterly unable to withstand them, yet the Demon Spider, being several minor realms higher, managed to resist.
The Demon Spider’s whole body glowed, especially that cluster of spiritual power, its divine flame flickering even more violently, turning from defense to offense, charging directly at Pang Bo, releasing the most terrifying aura.
“BOOM!”
Ye Fan’s expression changed, his whole body surging with golden blood energy, pulsing vigorously, as if a demon god had awakened, releasing his own powerful presence to intimidate it, immediately startling the Demon Spider.
At the same time, Long Ma and the other twelve saints each released monstrous blood energy, pressing forward — the Demon Spider realized it had struck an iron plate, having encountered a group of powerful trial-takers.
“Transcendence!” Pang Bo roared, unleashing yet another slash from the Nine Emperor Slashes of the Demon Emperor — this time the Demon Spider’s expression changed immediately, this power something everyone feared, immediately retreating, not daring to meet its edge.
“Let’s all attack together — no need to be polite with this kind of ancient beast that’s hoping to become a Great Saint, several minor realms above us.” Long Ma shouted shamelessly, calling the Golden Lion, the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon and the others to rush forward and assist Pang Bo.
“BOOM!”
This was a terrifying melee, Pang Bo and the twelve saints all attacking together, assaulting this powerful ancient creature, blood energy surging, this stretch of heaven and earth torn apart, incredibly fierce.
Ye Fan also struck once, swinging only a single punch, wild and unmatched, severing eight spider legs, then retreating, because the outcome was already decided.
Pang Bo’s final slash — Transcendence — struck the Demon Spider!
This plunged it into crisis, needing to release immortal power to resist the transcendence tribulation. At this moment, Long Ma and the others joining in naturally secured an overwhelming advantage.
It had to be said, this Demon Spider was truly terrifying beyond measure — after only a brief clash, it had wounded Pang Bo, making him spit up two mouthfuls of blood, only recovering after circulating the Zhe Character Secret Art.
With a rumble, the massive Demon Spider finally collapsed within the universe, its enormous blood energy immediately divided up cleanly among the Golden Lion, the Scorpion and the others.
“This blood has great use, don’t devour it.” Ye Fan reminded them.
Pang Bo and Long Ma took action, examining its primordial spirit, discovering a shocking fact — it had actually slain two young supremes of powerful races, which was startling to hear.
“Truly powerful, no wonder it was this terrifying!”
Unfortunately, it had encountered this group of people, dooming it to tragedy — two young supremes plus twelve saints combined, how many could possibly contend with that?
“Not only the strongest trial-takers of every race, but even some powerful cosmic creatures have come rushing at the news, chasing after the Life Tree. Eh, it once saw an ancient coffin, crossing through the heavens, entering the Mythical Ancient Road…”
Pang Bo obtained quite a bit of valuable information from its sea of consciousness, revealing an image for Ye Fan to observe.
“It’s that… the Void Emperor’s coffin, the mythical-age Nine-Layered Coffin!” Ye Fan was immediately shocked, his gaze turning sharp, staring fixedly at this imprinted image.
Finally, they together refined the Demon Spider’s blood, distilling a fist-sized ball of primordial divine blood, crystalline and radiant, releasing an undying brilliance.
“This blood, truly supreme, absolutely meets the requirements, can serve as one of the ten kinds of ancient blood.” Ye Fan observed, saying.
“Worthy of being a descendant of the primordial demon gods!” Pang Bo sighed, saying that refining such a ball of ancient blood truly wasn’t easy.
This was merely an interlude. When they set out again, they encountered even more ancient creatures in the primordial hunting zone, things unheard of and unseen before, all powerful beyond compare.
However, they never again encountered the kind of ancient blood they needed.
Days later, they received news that many ancient creatures, along with young supremes from foreign races, were rushing toward an ancient place called Golden Seven City.
That was an ancient city, built in the primordial era, still standing to this day — it was said the secret of the Life Tree had first spread from there.
“Hm, no need to worry about the supreme ancient blood anymore — Golden Seven City has young supremes gathering, planning to exchange the treasured blood each has hunted, in order to enter the true Mythical Ancient Road. We possess one kind of demon god blood, we should be able to join in.” Ye Fan said.