Eternal Holy Emperor-Chapter 1420 - 1265: The Great Emperor Who Fishes for Dragons!

"Brother, you must survive; the legacy of our Combat Saint Lineage cannot be severed!"

A young Combat Saint, whose entire body was bloodied, coughed up blood heavily, his chest and abdomen pierced through by a Dark Demon Spear. The terrifying murderous intent and Power of Laws contained within it had utterly extinguished his vitality.

Yet, in the end, his resolute face was filled with a smile—a comforting smile for dying to protect his brother.

Ye Chen reached out, deeply yearning to grasp him, to bring him back to life, but he couldn't; the figure drifted further and further away. Whoosh—

Before he could react, his vision suddenly changed, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face—almost like Luo Shen. Yet fresh blood stained that celestial visage, making it poignantly beautiful.

It was Xuan Fairy from the Mythical Era, one of the most beautiful women in the Mythical Epoch and a young supreme. She, however, was utterly destroyed and withered away in the great destructive battle of the Mythical Era.

The devastatingly alluring face appeared before Ye Chen, her autumn water-like eyes filled with unwillingness, powerlessness, and despair. Her radiance blossomed like a fairy, transforming into a rain of light that dissipated between heaven and earth.

And he saw the Emperor's son resolutely face death without any regret.

One after another, young supremes who had fought side by side fell, with Heavenly Spirits also perishing, and even Kings ventured into death as ten Heavenly Suns dimmed into silence…

The sky cried and the earth wailed as Great Emperors perished…

Scenes of the great destruction of mythology kept repeatedly surfacing before his eyes.

Ye Chen watched these scenes as they ripped his heart apart, his eyes turning blood red, wanting to scream, grieving deeply, tears continuously falling, wanting to grasp them all and bring them back.

Yet everything gradually receded; he was like an outsider, watching one life after another around him fall helplessly.

"Ah—"

Ye Chen roared, shattering the space of nihility, and everything around changed suddenly.

He awoke abruptly, gasping for breath, realizing he lay on a simple wooden bed; everything just now was merely an illusory dream.

However, everything felt so real, as though personally experienced, unforgettable, leaving his heart still filled with sorrow, grief, and melancholy.

He recalled that all of it was the Boundary Tower Trial's recreation scenes of the great destruction of mythology—illusory, yet profoundly real, experiencing those despairing scenes personally, empathetic to them.

Though it all ended, it took a long time before Ye Chen's mental realm slowly calmed down. Only then did he seriously look around, realizing he was in an ordinary room with simple tables and chairs; everything before him seemed so unfamiliar.

Where is this place?

Ye Chen turned from his dream, suspiciously observing his surroundings, and began probing with his formidable Divine Sense. Yet the proud Divine Sense seemed restricted here, unable to extend further, as if reverted to the initial weak state like a regular human being.

"You're awake."

Suddenly, a gentle voice came from outside, waking Ye Chen; he immediately rose from the bed and walked cautiously. The gentle voice spoke again: "There's no need to be overly cautious, young friend. I, an old man, would not harm you."

Ye Chen eased his guard, for this place was too peculiar, and if the opposite intended to kill, it would likely have succeeded long ago, not needing such gentle words.

As he stepped outside the room, he discovered the place was an extraordinary small island, only three zhang in diameter, with green vegetation and small trees, cottages standing deeming it quite ordinary.

Yet, astonishingly, this island floated in the starry sky, seemingly inherently so, unaffected by the stars, appearing quite ordinary.

On the island was a green pond, merely a zhang or so across, with water deep and endless. An elderly man with crane-white hair sat by the pond's edge casually fishing, seemingly at ease and leisurely.

Evidently, the previous words came from the elderly man's mouth.

However, Ye Chen dared not underestimate this old man, perceiving all this to be extraordinary. He walked forward, clasping his fists in salute to the elder: "Junior greets the senior."

The old man appeared very ordinary, perhaps even overly ordinary, his crane-white hair the only notable feature. He gestured to another chair by the pond, indicating Ye Chen should sit: "Sit!"

Ye Chen hesitated not and sat down. The old man remained silent, so Ye Chen also stayed silent, watching the elder fishing into the pond, its depths profound and strange, beyond his complete penetration.

Half a day passed before Ye Chen finally spoke: "Senior, what are you—"

"Fishing," the old man replied, smiling, "I'm fishing for dragons, True Dragons!"

At these words, Ye Chen was stunned speechless; this old man was fishing for dragons, and not just any dragons, but True Dragons. Was such a thing possible?

Because true dragons are rarely seen in the world, how could they be fished?

"You don't believe it?" The old man chuckled, and with a casual wave of his sleeve, an invisible breeze blew, causing the mist over the pond to dissipate, revealing a corner of its true visage.

Ye Chen gasped in shock, for he discovered that the pond was far more immense than he had imagined, as if containing another vast Great World within.

Even more astonishing was the fact that true dragons really existed in the pond, each one swimming like mythical dragons in the cosmos!

If this scene were known to the outside world, it would surely cause a massive shock, because true dragons are Auspicious Beasts and Divine Beasts from the Mythical Era, their bloodlines noble, yet now they seem to be reared luxuriously without exception, leaving one utterly overwhelmed.

Even Ye Chen himself was unbelievably shocked, so much so that he found it hard to believe.

Who exactly was this elderly man who dared to fish for true dragons?

But the old man merely chuckled: "Child, you've misunderstood. Though I am fishing for true dragons, I am not raising them. I wouldn't dare do so. Otherwise, if the Ancestor Dragon knew, it would surely want to kill me."

"Ancestor Dragon?" Ye Chen responded in surprise, looking at this old man with astonishment, for the Ancestor Dragon was the first true dragon created in Heaven and Earth, so ancient it could stand alongside the Heavenly Emperor, the strongest existence at the Emperor Realm. Who exactly was this old man?

At this moment, the old man suddenly looked at Ye Chen, his calm and profound eyes containing a mysterious power that was irresistibly alluring, as if they could draw someone in. He slowly spoke: "The first life was named Qian Yue, who received the inheritance of disciple training from Guyun Tong of the Combat Saint Lineage, became a Combat Saint, and because of possessing Ten Thousand Dao Traces, by chance became the first Young Supreme to reach the Ten-layered Heaven Level in the Mythical Era, originating from the Small Divine Realm of the Heavenly and Myriads of Worlds... Later, in the Desolate Realm, due to the Immortal Heavenly Pass, was sacrificed by several Great Powers, sealing the opened Immortal Heavenly Pass but perished."

"The second life was named Ye Chen, born in Luofeng City of the Xiafeng Country on the Tiandu Continent, a branch of the Emperor Clan Ye Family fallen into oblivion outside, awakening first life's memories at seventeen, rising to power with past life's memories, then leaving the Tiandu Continent to return to the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms, and on the Ancient Road behind the Purple Mansion Sacred Land stirred various Great Powers to open the Immortal Heavenly Pass, entered the mysterious Starry Sky Land beyond the pass, and on the altar gained the body shell of the past life, the Desolate Great Halberd, the Reincarnation Six-layer Coffin of the Wuxiang King, thereby retreating to once again accomplish the Ten-layered Heaven Young Supreme."

"Later returned to the Tiandu Continent, entered the Origin World of the Gulan Monarch of the Mythical Era, obtained control and became the World Master..."

The elderly man with crane hair and youthful countenance slowly spoke, as if counting treasures, yet revealed Ye Chen's experiences across his past and present lives without any secrets unsaid.

Ye Chen suddenly changed color, looking at the old man with shock. Who was he really, to know himself so well, as if every secret of Ye Chen was laid bare before him? This made Ye Chen feel a deep sense of fear.

Who exactly was he?

"Who are you? Why do you know so much?"

Ye Chen asked cautiously.

The old man asked instead of answering: "Do you know why you were sacrificed the first life and yet survived, reincarnated as a human?"

This question had always puzzled Ye Chen. He felt he could revive, always with some invisible large hand manipulating behind the scenes.

However, the old man seemed to know the real secret.

The old man did not answer, continued to say: "Do you know why you would meet him in the River of Time, who took action to save you, blocking the Alien Emperor who overlooks from the Mythical Era?"

"Do you know why behind the Immortal Heavenly Pass wasn't the Primordial Immortal Realm, but the mysterious starry sky, and on the altar were your past life's Holy Body Relics, the Heavenly Desolation, the Divine Stone Coffin?"

"Do you know why you entered the Ultimate Ancient Road, just accidentally slipping into the Time-Space Channel so simply?"

"Do you know why you would encounter the Emperor Blood Seal of the Combat Saint Ancestor?"

"Do you know why the Boundary Tower Trial would manifest the final battle of the Mythical Era's Great Destruction?"

"Do you know why you would meet me here?"

The old man asked one question after another, each revelation changing Ye Chen's expression again and again, stunned as he looked at the old man.

All of these things were mysteries to Ye Chen, and although he had cultivated for almost two hundred years, had been hard to explain.

But now the old man seemed to know it all.

Suddenly, he thought of a surprising possibility, looking at the old man: "Was it all because of you!"

"What do you think?" The old man did not directly respond, nor did he deny it.

Ye Chen stared at the old man in shock, asking: "Who are you!"

"Haha, I forgot to introduce myself." The old man with crane hair and a youthful face slowly spoke, "I've long forgotten the original name, some call me the World Ancestor Tree, of course, or more prefer to call me—"

"Time-Space Emperor!"