Chapter 238 Setting Sail Beidou
Mars, the five-colored altar shook, and ancient runes of five colors suddenly appeared in the sky, each of which shone like a star, emitting a mysterious and deep glow.

Then, a huge Tai Chi Bagua diagram slowly emerged, with a soft yet majestic light flowing on it.

The Starry Sky Gate was rebuilt, and everything went very smoothly without any accidents. Zixia and the others boarded the spaceship and set sail without hesitation, flying towards the Big Dipper Star Region.

Shortly after they left, if someone stood on the ground of Mars and observed, they would find a strange phenomenon – a huge sea eye suddenly appeared at the north pole of Mars. At first, only a trickle of water gushed out, like a fountain; but in a flash, the water turned into a huge wave, pitch black, as if the liquid from the endless abyss was pouring down. The raging waves hit the sky and the earth, and the thunderous tsunami was deafening. The huge waves even rushed straight to the sky, covering the entire field of vision with an ocean.

Several ghost ships sailed steadily on the violent waves. No matter how violent the wind and waves were, they never capsized. The green ghost lights flickered on the ships, reflecting the vague figures and strange runes, which was creepy. These ships did not seem to belong to this world, but came from some unknown dimension. They were not scary but full of endless desolation.

After a few more breaths of time, the topography of Mars has undergone earth-shaking changes. The original desolate scene of red earth with no grass has disappeared, replaced by a vibrant life. Towering trees rise from the ground, ancient trees are towering, with lush branches and leaves, exuding a strong breath of life. Magnificent buildings appear in the forest, with exquisite carvings and magnificent momentum, just like the relics of ancient times reappearing in the world.

At the same time, a huge domain gate opened above the sky, radiating light, as if tearing open the barrier of time and space. Then, the sounds of people shouting and beasts roaring came overwhelmingly, and the shouts of killing shook the sky. Looking ahead, a vast battlefield suddenly appeared in the distance, with golden weapons, iron horses, swords and shadows intertwined into a chaotic and bloody picture. On that battlefield, flags fluttered, and strong men were like forests. Everyone had the magical power of moving mountains and filling the sea, and could cause turmoil in the world with just a wave of their hands.

Their mounts walked in the air, some were ferocious beasts, and some were spiritual creatures condensed from pure energy. Every step they took would slightly distort the void. Magical weapons were flying all over the sky, and various magical weapons cut through the sky, releasing dazzling light. The energy fluctuations that erupted when they collided with each other were enough to destroy a city.

On this vast battlefield, the Slashing King was just a vanguard. There were countless Saint King-level warriors, and even several Quasi-Emperor-level terrifying figures appeared. What was even more terrifying was that the number of Emperor Weapons reached the number of two hands! Each Extreme Emperor Weapon exuded a destructive aura, as if it could tear the universe apart. The war was completely out of control, the sky collapsed, the earth split, the sun and the moon lost their light, and the entire Mars seemed to be thrown into a purgatory furnace.

As time went by, the battle became more and more brutal. Countless strong men fell, and their blood dyed the world red. Even the void was pierced, forming dark cracks. Several ancient emperors woke up from their slumber and joined this fierce battle. The destructive waves generated by the extreme sublimation collision swept in all directions, and the stars fell one after another, the mountains and rivers turned into dust, and the rivers evaporated into mist.

In just a short moment, many supreme imperial weapons were destroyed because they could not withstand this level of impact, and the wailing sounds made when the imperial weapons collapsed shook the sky.

Gods died, emperors perished, and the world was in utter silence. When the final blow landed, the entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

It was unknown how long it had been, but the vast land was covered with piles of corpses, with no end in sight. These corpses lay in all directions, some had already decayed into dust, while others were still struggling before death, as if telling of the cruelty and despair of the battle. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the land itself seemed to be soaked with traces of slaughter. Every inch of soil was a mixture of blood mud and broken bones, and all the glory and pride of an era was buried here.

This land has become a great cemetery that devours gods. The once powerful men are now nothing more than cold remains; the extremely powerful imperial weapons that shocked the world for thousands of years have mostly turned into scrap iron or fragments, scattered everywhere, no longer having the majesty of the past. Everything is silent, and a long and distant bell sound echoes. As the bell sound spreads, the entire cemetery begins to shrink rapidly. The originally boundless battlefield gradually shrinks until it disappears completely. At the same time, Mars has returned to calm, and the strange phenomena of Mars have all dissipated, leaving only a deep black ocean. Amid the turbulent waves, it seems that the distant sound of war drums and roars can still be heard, which have not subsided for a long time…

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In the spaceship, the demon old man continued the banquet that had not been finished on Mars.

“Your cultivation methods in the several secret realms are different. Although each step has reached the extreme, it is difficult to penetrate it. This is a major hidden danger.” He said, raising his hand and pointing at Ye Fan’s Dantian. “If you can’t integrate these powers into one, it will eventually limit your future.”

As he spoke, his hands kept moving, using the All-Mother Qi Cauldron provided by Ye Fan to boil the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys of the Crocodile Ancestor. The cauldron was filled with rich spiritual energy, emitting a refreshing fragrance, and the lid of the cauldron was the newly acquired Shenhen Purple Gold Pagoda by Zixia. This pagoda was temporarily used as a pot cover, but it seemed to fit the pot very well, with a faint auspicious light flowing.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan nodded solemnly: “Please give me some advice, senior!”

Dongfang Taiyi laughed loudly, his voice as loud as thunder: “You still need to walk the road by yourself! Just like this little girl taught me the Yin-Yang Creation Method to solve my problem, there are gains and losses. This is her way after all. Even if my realm is higher than hers, I will not be able to surpass her in the future unless I comprehend a completely new method!” He paused, a meaningful light flashed in his eyes, “However, this is extremely difficult. Once the constraints of thinking are imposed, it is difficult to get rid of them. Therefore, you have to walk your own path.”

After saying that, he lowered his head to check the situation in the cauldron, stirred it casually, and the liquid in the cauldron immediately rippled, like stars flowing in the universe. He said leisurely: “The road of cultivation is long and difficult. Only by constantly breaking through yourself can you truly stand at the top.”

After solving the problem of fusion of yin and yang, Dongfang Taiyi was completely transformed. He no longer chose to exile himself to avoid unnecessary killing as he had done in the past.

He was in a very good mood now. Not only did he eat a delicious roasted crocodile when he woke up, but he also got rid of the troubles that sometimes made him crazy. More importantly, when he learned that the human race had risen and become the protagonist of heaven and earth, his pride and relief were beyond words.

“I was born in Beidou during the ancient times. The human race at that time did not have a good living environment like it does now.” Dongfang Taiyi sighed softly, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes. “In that era, the human race was pitifully weak. Facing the oppression of all races, we had no power to fight back, and even became blood cannibals for a time.” His voice was low, as if telling a long-forgotten tragic history. “We have fought against countless races, and every inch of living space was bought with blood. Forget it! Let’s continue drinking and eating meat!”

(End of this chapter)