Despite all his efforts, none of these methods could awaken Liu Xiaoxiao.
Facing this situation, Chu Yang showed no joy or sorrow. His expression remained calm as he tidied up briefly and then once again carried the ancient coffin on his back.
He wandered alone in the mortal world, venturing into forbidden areas, battling the immortal tribes, traversing ancient star paths, and seeking out ancient divine clans.
Time passed swiftly, and unknowingly, five years had gone by.
...
Outside the Heavenly Emperor Realm.
The cultivators watched the figure carrying the ancient coffin, each with a moved expression.
They never imagined that the Emperor Sovereign would go to such lengths to revive the Demon Emperor. It was truly touching.
One cultivator sighed, "It's fortunate that the Emperor Sovereign found such a miraculous piece of meteorite. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to preserve the Demon Emperor's remains so perfectly."
"Several years have passed, yet the Demon Emperor's body shows no signs of decay. It's clear that the meteorite used to make the ancient coffin is no ordinary material."
"Later generations discovered this miraculous ancient coffin, but who would have thought that such an extraordinary coffin was crafted by the Emperor Sovereign himself."
Each cultivator couldn't help but marvel.
They had all heard rumors about the coffin bearer back then, but who could have imagined that the renowned, mysterious coffin bearer who left his mark across the Wanling Continent was actually the Emperor Sovereign himself?
At that time, many stories circulated.
Most people believed that the person inside the coffin was someone the coffin bearer loved deeply. He roamed the world, traversing all forbidden areas and ancient paths, just to find a way to bring her back to life.
Later, countless great clans grew to despise the coffin bearer.
They had been plundered by him, their priceless treasures and divine arts taken away.
However, due to the coffin bearer's terrifying power, these great clans could do nothing despite their hatred.
The legend of the coffin bearer was no secret on the Wanling Continent.
Many people knew about it, but as the coffin bearer's fame grew, causing great clans to live in fear, he seemed to vanish into thin air.
No news of him surfaced thereafter.
Speculations abounded.
Some believed the coffin bearer had revived his loved one with the numerous divine items and arts he acquired.
Others thought he might have perished during one of his perilous adventures.
A small group speculated that the coffin bearer had given up after failing to revive his loved one, choosing to live in seclusion.
At that time, no one knew whether the coffin bearer was male or female, only that he wore a black robe that concealed his face.
Anyone who approached felt an overwhelming demonic aura, causing fear.
But no one ever thought that the coffin bearer was actually the early Emperor Sovereign!
Back then, the Emperor Sovereign was only somewhat known and hadn't caught the attention of top clans.
Who could have foreseen that as the coffin bearer, he would single-handedly suppress these great clans, leaving them praying that the coffin bearer wouldn't come to their families?
As these secrets emerged, all the cultivators couldn't help but sigh.
Although the great clans hated the coffin bearer, many cultivators admired him for his great virtue and righteousness, willing to offend so many great clans for his loved one and even venture into forbidden areas where even Great Emperors dared not go.
Such a person of deep emotions and righteousness was hard to associate with the later tyrannical Emperor Sovereign who slaughtered countless beings.
Even Ye Fan's face was stern as he watched. He never imagined that the coffin bearer was the Emperor Sovereign.
From the Heavenly Emperor Mirror, he saw the Emperor Sovereign traversing countless forbidden areas and ancient paths, places even he dared not enter now.
Filled with immense terror, they could lead to instant death.
Compared to the Emperor Sovereign, his status as the "Son of Heaven's Mandate" seemed insignificant and unworthy.
This was why Ye Fan felt so dissatisfied, always overshadowed by the Emperor Sovereign, who had shattered his pride.
Returning to the scene.
At this moment, Chu Yang was on an ancient, broken stone path.
At first glance, the broken stone path might make one think it was part of some garden, but the surrounding scene would send chills down anyone's spine.
Around it lay the boundless, deep, and dark starry universe.
All the stars and celestial bodies in this vast expanse appeared as insignificant as ants, looking small and inconsequential.
This ancient path lay within the starry sky itself, an astonishing revelation for everyone.
The true Ancient Star Path! No one knew where this path would ultimately lead.
Before long, an old man appeared before Chu Yang.
His body shimmered with rays of light, exuding an ethereal aura akin to an immortal.
His figure seemed elusive, giving an unreal feeling, as if he was both near and at the farthest reaches of the world.
This was a remnant soul.
The aura emanating from him indicated that he had been an immensely powerful being in life.
The old man looked at Chu Yang, his voice ethereal and elusive, "Young one, what you seek is not here. The Ancient Star Path is fraught with peril. Even with your quasi-immortal stature, reaching its end is uncertain."
He spoke with a gaze filled with helplessness and bitterness.
He reminisced about his past when he had been an unrivaled lord.
Due to the terrifying enemies beyond the realm, including true immortals, he saw no hope in breaking through on his own and chose to venture onto the Ancient Star Path, seeking a slim chance at survival.
The deeper he went into the Ancient Star Path, the more terrifying the dangers became.
However, rumors spoke of a secret at the path's end that drove all cultivators mad—the Path to Immortality! At the end of this ancient path, there might be the Immortal Domain where immortals lived, but the truth remained unknown.
The old man continued, "I swept through countless enemies in my time, yet I still perished on this Ancient Star Path, leaving behind only a remnant soul, soon to dissipate into the world."
He could see that the aura Chu Yang emitted now was no less powerful than his own at his peak.
Definitely a rising prodigy of later generations.
His eyes filled with admiration. Even in death, he hadn't lost his appreciation for talent.
Chu Yang's eyes showed a hint of unwillingness, but his gaze remained firm, staring intently at the end of the Ancient Star Path.
Sensing Chu Yang's determination, the old man pondered briefly and said, "I know where you can find what you seek. I can guide you."
Hearing this, Chu Yang's eyes lit up, a fiery determination rising within him.
He did not ask directly but continued looking at the old man.
The old man said, "I need one-tenth of your heart's blood!"
His eyes held a complex mix of emotions and a resolute look.