Chapter 1177 Ascension

Ye Chunyang stood up slowly with his hands behind his back and his feet on the purple air.

He looked around, and wherever his eyes went, there was a look of awe.

None of the cultivators who rushed here dared to look directly at him.

This is the first cultivator in the human world, the first incarnation of the gods in the ages!

No one can surpass his brilliance.

"It turns out that there is really a passage for ascension in the human world." Yan Chen took a deep breath, and his eyes were shocked.

"Is he going to ascend to heaven today?" Yu Wanqing muttered absentmindedly.

"I didn't expect that I, Lu Chenzi, could see a incarnation cultivator ascend in my lifetime. I have no regrets in this life!" Lu Chenzi was excited.

"Our Feixian Sect has really produced a great incarnation cultivator. Senior Ye's cultivation and fortune have really reached the realm of heaven and man." Gui Xuan trembled physically and mentally, and the elders and disciples of Feixian Sect behind him knelt down one after another.

Whether they were from Dongzhou, Beihuang, Xiyu, or Taiyuan Xian Dynasty.

All the cultivators from all sides could not hide their excitement.

Ascending to the sky in broad daylight, becoming an immortal, such a scene has long disappeared in the ancient times. Although the desert is cold today, everyone is warm-hearted.

In the crowd, Ye Chunyang saw Yu Wanqing, Mo Ruyan, and other familiar friends in the past.

Time flies, and a thousand years have passed.

Recalling that he was a mortal chef in the past, and how he has come to this day step by step, Ye Chunyang has a different mood.

Finally, he looked at Lu Mo, flicked his finger, and a bottle of elixir floated in front of him: "You have followed me to find space channels all these years, and you have made great contributions. This bottle of elixir is made by me with the power of transformation. Taking it can increase your life by 300 years. After I ascend, you will follow Guixuan back to Feixianmen."

Because of Lu Mo's empty spirit body, he can't cultivate spiritual power, and his life span is not as long as that of the cultivators of the same level. The only thing Ye Chunyang can think of to help him is the elixir that prolongs his life.

"Grandmaster!"

Lu Mo knelt on his knees, his voice low.

Ye Chunyang waved his hand and said nothing more.

Turning his eyes to the side, the woman in black looked at him absentmindedly. Even though she tried her best to hide, her body was still shaking.

Looking at this cold and beautiful woman, Ye Chunyang wanted to say something, but at this moment, he found that no matter how many words he said, he could not express it.

Going to the spirit world, the danger is uncertain.

Ye Chunyang didn't know whether he could ascend safely. Instead of leaving hope for her, it was better to give up the thought and not worry too much.

Yu Wanqing clenched her fists tightly, and her knuckles turned white.

There was a voice in her heart, hoping that the man could stay and stay by her side forever.

But she was not so selfish.

Not to mention that if he stayed in the human world, his life span could not be increased, and he would only have the fate of old age and death in the end. Even if it was the peerless woman waiting for him in the spirit world, he would not look back.

"I am satisfied that you treat me sincerely in this life."

Yu Wanqing's lips moved slightly, and she whispered that no one could hear.

Ye Chunyang stood in the void, with an inexplicable fluctuation in his eyes.

With a long sigh, he finally said nothing, looked up at the void passage above, and the scenes in the Meteorite River appeared in his mind again.

On that day, she stood at the same node, staring at him firmly, and that whisper lingered in his heart for a long time.

Ye Chunyang knew that the look was full of hope and confidence, and she had been waiting for him in the spirit world.

"Luo'er, wait for me."

Ye Chunyang's eyes showed determination.

As the spell was urged, purple air was steaming around, as if an immortal had descended to the world.

From an ordinary person to the top of the human world, at this moment, Ye Chunyang finally achieved his lifelong cause of cultivating immortals.

It is still unknown what the spirit world is like, but whether it is for immortality or for the love in his heart, Ye Chunyang will not retreat.

Staring at the passage above, Ye Chunyang waved his hand, and a huge light array took shape under his feet.

The majestic purple air surrounded him like clouds and mist, and together with the light array, it lifted his figure up into the air step by step.

Pieces of dazzling rainbow light shone down, spreading to all parts of the world with the desert Gobi as the center.

For a moment, the whole human world was filled with strange phenomena, the spiritual energy of the cultivation world was full, the four seasons in the mortal world were like spring, and dead trees and flowers bloomed, a scene of auspiciousness.

In the eyes of the cultivators, the figure set off by the purple air gradually rose up, and finally disappeared quickly in the void channel under the purple air.

Ye Chunyang did not leave any clues about himself to Yu Wanqing, Yan Chen and others, and ascended alone.

If he succeeded in ascending this time, he would be fine, but if he failed, he would fall into the void channel. What difference would it make if he stayed or not? It would only add to the trouble.

The purple air that permeated the desert gradually dissipated, and the void channel began to close, and the figure had long disappeared in front of everyone.

Gui Xuan followed Ye Chunyang's instructions and took Lu Mo away, and the crowd dispersed one by one.

Yan Chen's hands trembled, and he touched the ascension map and jade slips in his sleeves.

It took a long time before he took a step and left this place.

He did not return to Yunxiaju, but like Ye Chunyang, he traveled around the world to find the way to advance to the God of Transformation.

Lu Chenzi, who also received the experience taught by Ye Chunyang, chose to practice in seclusion and concentrate on understanding.

Mo Ruyan, Nangong Xie and others returned to their sects.

Witnessing Ye Chunyang's ascension today is a great gain for them, but everyone has his own way. Although they choose different paths, they are all constantly pursuing immortality.

The sky has darkened and it is drizzling.

All the cultivators from all sides had left, but only one person stood there, not moving a step for a long time.

Yu Wanqing clenched her hands tightly, looking at the empty passage that had long been closed in silence.

"What is the purpose of cultivating immortals?"

She suddenly had such a question.

People cultivate immortals for immortality and to fight against heaven, but what is she doing it for?

At first, she forced herself to become stronger just to revive Peony, until she met that person, her heart changed from then on.

Others cultivate immortals, but Yu Wanqing believes that what she cultivates is a love.

A forbearing and deep love.

In fact, there was no such grandiose relationship between her and him, but after going deep into it, she had already determined not to regret this life.

The vast road of cultivating immortals, a sigh of beauty for thousands of years.

The past has quietly passed, and time is gone.

After a long silence, Yu Wanqing finally turned around and traveled far away.

For her, it was enough to have the past.

And not long after she left, a figure appeared in the rain.

It was a woman in a light-colored gauze.

She held an oil-paper umbrella, with water droplets on her hair, staring into the distance with a complex look in her eyes.

This woman was Su Xueyuan.

At this moment, she was actually glowing with fluorescence, like a fairy under the stars and moon, exuding a sense of holiness.

And her breath also had a little more mystery between reality and illusion, and a bit of the return to nature of Ye Chunyang.

"Ascend to the spirit world?"

"Maybe we will see each other again in the near future."

Su Xueyuan stood still, looking at the space node, with a strange look in her eyes.

She has an innate spirit body. If you say who is most likely to advance to the god transformation after Ye Chunyang in this world, it is only her.

Perhaps hundreds of years later, she will also ascend to the spirit world.

When we meet again at that time, it may be another scene.

After a long time after the murmur, Su Xueyuan turned indifferently and left the desert as well.

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Boundless darkness filled the sight.

Ye Chunyang was a little drowsy, and felt that countless sharp blades were constantly cutting his body, almost tearing it apart.

The whistling wind beside his ears was like the abyss of hell, bringing fear and coldness.

"It seems that this place should be in the node."

Ye Chunyang's mind moved, and his magic power was injected into his eyes. He immediately saw layers of space barriers like clouds and mist, and countless storms were raging constantly. If you got a little bit of it, you would be torn into pieces immediately.

"As I expected, there is indeed a very strong void storm in the node."

"Fortunately, I have cultivated the Wuji Saint Body, and I should be able to fight against it."

Ye Chunyang released his divine thoughts and accurately sensed the direction of the void storm. After that, golden light flashed in his body.

"Crack" with a crisp sound, Ye Chunyang's figure rose, and suddenly turned into a golden giant, stepping into this void space.

He looked majestic, and his body was filled with a heavy sense of power. He punched the void storm in front of him.

Suddenly, a huge roar resounded in the darkness, and the storm exploded instantly.

Ye Chunyang was delighted and flew forward without stopping.

But soon he was surprised to find that the deeper the node was, the denser the storm was.

"No matter how strong the storm is, don't think of stopping me!"

Ye Chunyang shouted and punched again in the air.

This time, he used ten layers of great power, and finally the storm in front of him was denser than the previous layer, and was also punched through.

At the same time, Ye Chunyang pressed with one hand, and eighty-one blue sky black fire swords flew out one by one, sweeping wildly in the storm, and cut a path.

Using his physical body and magic power together, Ye Chunyang soon came to the depths of the node without any hindrance, and his figure was like lightning, a thousand miles in one step.

However, this void passage seemed to have no end. No matter how Ye Chunyang used his escape speed, there was no exit in front of him.

Wandering in the darkness, with no concept of time, Ye Chunyang didn't know how long he had ascended. He just kept breaking through the storm and looking for a way to the spirit world.

But as time went on, he gradually found that his inner essence was consumed greatly, and under the ravages of the storm, many treasures and elixirs for restoring vitality were damaged, and he could only rely on his own spiritual power to cross the sky.

In such a dangerous environment, it was fortunate that Ye Chunyang's cultivation was strong enough, otherwise he would have died in this endless darkness.

"I must not die before I reach the spirit world!"

Ye Chunyang's expression was firm, and he urged the soul-refining technique to protect his soul and stay awake at all times.

"Huh?"

"What is that?"

Just when Ye Chunyang felt a little tired, a ray of light suddenly came into his eyes.

Vaguely, he seemed to see tall towers and many palaces standing in the clouds, among which there were human figures flying, each stepping on auspicious clouds, floating like a fairy.

"Spirit world... have we arrived?"

The first part is finished.

To know what happens next, please read the extra story and the second part of The Chronicles of the Immortals, "The Supreme Immortal of The Chronicles of the Immortals".