Chapter 902: Chapter 902

The colorful Great Path, hazy and indistinct, was hard to see clearly.

In Chen Hai’s perception, this path didn’t seem very wide. At a glance, he seemed to see a blurry figure sitting cross-legged at the end of the road.

Just one look sent chills through his body, bringing him out of that mysterious and wondrous state.

"Is this the Poison Path? Is the figure sitting at the end of the road Emperor Pan Ancestor? Or perhaps some even more powerful being?"

Taking a deep breath, once his agitated feelings settled down and returned to calm, Chen Hai thought to himself with a complex expression.

The Poison Path ranks at the bottom of the Three Thousand Great Paths and is not considered a particularly powerful path.

Since someone has already occupied the end of this road, what kind of outcome would befall those who come later and tread this path?

Perhaps there are those with exceptional talent and incredible insight who might comprehend the Poison Laws not yet encompassed by this path.

Even if they grasp much while already walking the Poison Path, it would merely be like making a wedding dress for someone else, widening and lengthening this Poison Path. There is simply no possibility to truly surpass the existence at the end of the path.

In Chen Hai’s view, if someone has already occupied the end of a Great Path, it is definitely not a good thing for others who enter this path!

If something goes wrong, as you walk further down this path, the existence entrenched at the end might feel threatened and may directly take action to nip the danger in the bud.

Among the Three Thousand Great Paths, which paths have already been occupied? Which paths remain empty, with no one having reached the end?

Chen Hai, who hadn’t even reached the Quasi-Saint level, knew absolutely nothing about this.

However, he believed that the path formed by the Seven Emotions and Six Desires of humanity did not seem to be included among the legendary Three Thousand Great Paths.

If the reality is as he imagined, he could blaze a completely new trail outside the Three Thousand Great Paths...

Just the thought of it made Chen Hai’s heart surge with emotion, feeling energized.

He didn’t continue to spy on Emperor Pan Ancestor’s Poison Path and instead sat cross-legged on the mat in the center of the hall, truly entering cultivation.

Having already reached the late Daluo Golden Immortal realm, in terms of comprehending the Laws related to the Seven Emotions and Six Desires of humanity, he was still far from matching his current realm.

Temporarily setting aside other aspects of cultivation, he now focused entirely on insights related to the Seven Emotions and Six Desires.

In the Primordial world, for someone like Chen Hai who had reached such a realm, to further enhance his power, he either needed to cut the Three Corpses or accumulate merit to exchange with the Primordial Heavenly Path for reward and boost his own power.

Unfortunately, since he did not want to be bound by the Heavenly Dao, Chen Hai didn’t want to pursue either of the above paths.

In this situation, the road he must walk could only be pioneered and realized by himself.

Traveling is hard, and creating a new path is even harder.

No cultivation method suits me. Then I’ll create a unique cultivation method for myself!

With such determination, holding such thoughts, Chen Hai sat cross-legged like a statue, immersing himself in the world of the Dao, entirely engulfing himself in it.

Ten years, twenty years, fifty years...

A hundred years, two hundred years, three hundred years...

Time flew by swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, five hundred years had passed.

In the Primordial land, the Pan Spider Clan still rampaged through various regions.

However, in recent years, with many hidden human and demon clan experts revealing themselves, the Pan Spider Clan was pressured into the Endless Sea.

On the land, there still remained a few scattered eight-armed Pan Spiders, but in battles with other races, the Pan Spider Clan struggled to gain any advantage.

After all, while they held a numerical edge, they lacked a significant number of top-tier powerhouses.

In the early years, fearing the Emperor Pan Ancestor behind the Pan Spider Clan, the powerhouses of other races merely defended their own territories and did not personally attack the pan spiders in widespread slaughter.

Unfortunately, the Pan Spider Clan, their minds seemingly twisted, did not know how to restrain themselves!

They advanced step by step, wreaking havoc and destruction in various regions of the Primordial land. When the strong of other races could no longer bear or avoid it, they finally put aside their fears and began to fight back. Chapters fırst released on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱

After testing the waters for many years without seeing Emperor Pan Ancestor personally retaliating, the courage of the strong among the races naturally grew.

Had it not been for many of those Daluo and Quasi-Saints who had once apprenticed at the Emperor Pan Palace returning from the Outer Heaven, the Pan Spider Clan might well have been exterminated completely by now, not merely driven into the Endless Sea.

Golden Dawn Island, West Barbarian Mountain Territory.

Nearly half of the area lay barren, having turned into scorched earth.

Although there was a lot of land on the island, it could ultimately only be considered a large island.

In the southern region of Zhan State and the Northern Continent, the Pan Spider Clan had become very rare, but the number of eight-armed Pan Spiders on Golden Dawn Island hadn’t decreased; instead, their overall strength had grown compared to before.

Now, on Golden Dawn Island, Daluo realm pan spiders frequently appeared among the Pan Spider Clan rampaging across the land.

Even a Quasi-Saint level pan spider had shown up once.

If it weren’t for Qingmu’s Avatar personally pushing back that Quasi-Saint pan spider, the West Barbarian Mountain Territory, the last piece of pure land on Golden Dawn Island, might have fallen to ruin long ago.

Nowadays, only the area within a few thousand miles surrounding Black Water Immortal Mountain remains stable and orderly.

Over these past centuries, although no Daluo Golden Immortal has emerged among the disciples of the Black Water Lineage, there have already been two or three hundred disciples of Golden Immortal level.

When eighty-one Golden Immortals of the Black Water Lineage form the Black Water Mysterious River Array, they are quite capable of taking on those reckless Daluo realm pan spiders.

Along with the real Daluo Golden Immortal, Wan Zhongshan, who still guards the base of Immortal Mountain, it is not impossible for the Black Water Lineage to even kill a Daluo realm pan spider or two.

Due to such depth, the region within several thousand miles around Black Water Immortal Mountain has been tightly controlled by the Black Water Lineage.

Beyond the Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven, within the Chaos.

An elderly figure with white hair and beard sits cross-legged outside the gold-shimmering Emperor Pan Palace.

He is impervious to all methods, untouched by any evil; the omnipresent gray mist of Chaos cannot get close to his body.

Sitting silently here, he seems naturally to become the center of the cosmos, making even the nearby Emperor Pan Palace fade into a presence easily overlooked.

"Creak..." A muffled sound echoed as the tightly shut gates of Emperor Pan Palace slowly opened.

Radiant halos surrounded Emperor Pan Ancestor’s body, boasting eight arms, appearing remarkably majestic as he strode out from within.

"Xuanyuan, blocking the entrance to my Tao Field, what are you trying to do?" Emperor Pan Ancestor questioned harshly, his face displeased, pointing angrily at the aged figure.