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Chapter 577: Return

"I've waited too long for this day!"

At this moment, Lin Fan achieved Immortal Ascension, yet there was not much joy or excitement in his eyes, but rather endless emotion.

Cultivating the Dao knows no years, only silent indifference. Relatives, friends, confidantes… he missed too much along the way.

For the sake of cultivation, how many days and nights did he endure the torment of loneliness? Often, he would enter seclusion for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. How could an ordinary person bear such a thing?

Especially since Lin Fan grew up in the Great Wilderness. Along his journey, calamities far outweighed joys. His only sister died tragically, and his clansmen perished… Most of these partings were eternal, life and death separated by a vast expanse.

Even Lin Fan, at his level of cultivation, felt helpless!

He achieved Immortal Ascension, but what about his closest kin? They were all buried in the River of Time. From then on, tears streamed down his face; even thinking about it was heartbreaking.

"Seven emotions and six desires, the myriad forms of the Mortal World. Immortals have always found it difficult to achieve Perfection, and I have missed too much…"

Lin Fan murmured, looking back at his life, feeling a sense of loss and full of regret.

Only on this day of Immortal Ascension did he understand what he had lost, what he had missed. Cultivating Immortality was not necessarily a good thing.

Constant battles, a path of slaughter, cruelty far outweighed joy.

"Immortal Ascension… If I could choose again, sometimes being a carefree Mortal wouldn't be so bad!"

Lin Fan felt a touch of bitterness, watching his loved ones die one by one, forced to experience the solitude of being the only one left in the world.

However, flowers may bloom again, but youth never returns.

Now, once one embarks on this path of Dao cultivation, there is no turning back, whether for oneself or for resurrecting loved ones.

Of course, outsiders did not understand the hardships involved. All they had was excitement and a longing for immortality.

Because, the moment Lin Fan broke through the suppression of the Great Dao, the world seemed to begin its revival, and Spiritual Qi gradually increased.

"This is great! If this continues, the Era of Dharma Decline will eventually end, and we will return to an environment suitable for Immortal Ascension!"

At this moment, the whole world was in an uproar, but Lin Fan remained calm.

He achieved Immortal Ascension, cleansing his Mortal foundation. Light flowed around his body, Immortal Qi permeated the air, and he possessed unfathomable combat power.

Moreover, he was a Mortal World Immortal, the first of his kind in history, having achieved the Immortal position in an era where Immortal Ascension was impossible. He was undoubtedly far superior to other True Immortals.

Now, Lin Fan's Physical Body was flawless, his Primordial Spirit indestructible, and his magical power was endless. He no longer had to worry about the erosion of time.

However, to this day, he felt little joy, only more regret.

Back then, to reach the peak of the Dao cultivation path and seek freedom and ease, he resolutely left his tribe and family, venturing far away.

But now, where were his sister and his clansmen?

They had long since turned to dust, leaving only memories of the past to be sought. Even a True Immortal was powerless.

"This journey through the Void Realm, with a thousand hardships, who understands? Hahaha… This is cultivation, the so-called Immortal cultivation!"

Lin Fan let out a loud laugh, his body glowing, and the sound of scriptures constantly echoed. Yi Nian Yong Heng (A Thought Eternal), this great method was in operation.

Initially, his ability to come to this era, this world, and travel back through the ages was greatly related to this method.

Over the years, he had often pondered it, and it was indeed unfathomably mysterious.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Lin Fan noticed an anomaly: a River of Time appeared before him, surging downstream.

Undoubtedly, he could not stay in this space-time for long. The power of time was lingering around him, preparing to send him back to his original world.

This was not his own will, nor was it something he could control. Otherwise, he truly wished to stay longer.

One must know that such a time, such an opportunity, was rare and extremely precious. In comparison, later generations lacked opportunities for development.

The foreign realm was about to invade, and the dark turmoil was about to begin. Compared to those famous old monsters, his time was truly insufficient.

Otherwise, he truly wished to stay for a while longer, until he became an Immortal King, with enough power to cope with the changes of the ages.

"Farewell, Era of Emperor Fall!"

Gradually, Lin Fan's figure blurred, falling into the River of Time, transforming into a shower of light, just as he had arrived.

"Eh, where did the Heavenly Emperor go?" The beings of the Era of Emperor Fall were surprised; in the blink of an eye, he had vanished.

And on this very day, the Heavenly Court fell into Chaos. The Heavenly Emperor's disappearance was not a good thing. Without him, who could suppress all directions?

In the distance, a golden willow tree, after glancing in the direction where the Heavenly Emperor disappeared, returned to the depths of the Heavenly Court… The Void Realm was twisting, years were flying by. Even though Lin Fan had achieved Immortal Ascension, this peculiar feeling, this mysterious aura, was very unique.

He saw a vortex, composed of Chaos and light, affecting everything, disturbing the great river, yet so conspicuous.

"Whoosh!"

A great wind howled, and fragments of time danced. Lin Fan was swept away, then drawn into the vortex, carried downstream.

He did not struggle or resist, for he had known and experienced this before. It brought him no harm.

Finally, Lin Fan saw a ruin, very vast and desolate. It was the place where he had once drunk the wine brewed over ages.

Sadly, the woman was no longer there, only a stone table and a pot of wine remained. Even Shi Hao, who was with him at the time, was not here.

"Yi Nian Yong Heng (A Thought Eternal) is truly abnormal!" Lin Fan sighed, dreaming back to the Era of Emperor Fall, both illusory and real, sending him there and now bringing him back.

He walked forward, but as he approached, he saw the ruins twisting again, and a path appeared.

Clearly, this was not the end, the destination.

Lin Fan felt a mysterious stirring in his heart. He stepped forward, embarking on his return journey, following the newly appeared path.

"Chirp!"

Fragments of time danced, and this place was resplendent with colorful light. The pervasive Spiritual Qi was so dense that it formed streams and spiritual lakes.

Furthermore, near the spiritual lakes were large areas of collapsed palaces and ancient temples, which looked extremely ancient, even bearing traces of the Era of Emperor Fall.

"It looks somewhat familiar, like a ruined Heavenly Court," Lin Fan murmured softly, walking forward.

When he truly stepped out, the world had changed drastically. The stars had shifted, and there was no longer any trace of the Era of Dharma Decline.

Where was this? Lin Fan looked around, finding it very familiar.

Then, his body trembled, his pupils widened. He could hardly believe that he had arrived at this place!

It was not the Immortal Ascension Platform in the Immortal Battlefield of the Nine Heavens.

"Immortal Ancient Remains!" Lin Fan recognized the location he was currently in, and he had been to this place before.

To be precise, this was the ancestral land of the Immortal Ancient race, and also the location of the Heavenly Court he had established in the Era of Emperor Fall.

However, with the passage of time, several epochs had passed. After he left, the Heavenly Court had long since turned to dust, becoming ruins.

"Time!" Lin Fan was filled with emotion.

For him, it was just a fleeting moment, but this place had experienced hundreds of millions of years. All glory had been buried by time.

Then, Lin Fan even performed a deduction, tracing back the past. His sharp eyes seemed to pierce through all ages.

"So that's how it is. After I left, the world changed dramatically. Various races rose, and with no one to suppress them, the Heavenly Court was coveted and counterattacked by all sides, thus perishing."

Lin Fan sighed, understanding everything, but the Heavenly Court was, after all, his creation, so he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

After a long period of remembrance, Lin Fan then left the place, each step an illusion and destruction. His magical power was world-shaking, and his Dao cultivation unfathomable.

In this era, no one could capture his figure, let alone catch up to him, not even the various sect masters of Immortal Ancient.

However, after he left the Immortal Ancient Remains, his keen divine sense sensed something, and he gazed towards the Emperor Pass deep within the No Man's Land.

"Has the foreign realm started knocking on the gates…?"