After the experts from the three great sacred lands had all departed.
Beneath the turbulent and surging Martial Continent Sacred River.
Endless undercurrents raged, and whirlpools were dense. Not to mention Quasi-Saint realm experts, even true Saints would be instantly shattered into pieces if caught in them, ground into nothingness by the power of the Sacred River.
Even though Ling Fan's Nirvana Tribulation Body had been cultivated to the peak, its golden body strength was nearly invincible and immortal. Under such immense pressure and ceaseless tearing, destructive power, it immediately began to creak, on the verge of being crushed and completely annihilated.
The intense pain immediately jolted Ling Fan awake from his previous state of unconsciousness due to the heavy blow.
Gurgle, gurgle!
He looked around, seeing only the vast and boundless Sacred River. A sense of life-or-death crisis instantly descended.
With no time to think, Ling Fan immediately summoned the Samsara Divine Cauldron, which boomed and expanded to three zhang in size. He then swiftly plunged into the Samsara Divine Cauldron.
Upon entering the Samsara Divine Cauldron, the pressure from the Sacred River lessened considerably. If he had been a few seconds slower, he would have truly been crushed by the Martial Continent Sacred River.
He examined the injuries on his body. He had already been cracked all over like porcelain by the experts from the three great sacred lands. Now, being squeezed by the power of the Sacred River, he appeared even more battered and broken. It was the Nirvana Tribulation Body, with its immense resilience and unparalleled sturdiness. Any other expert, even a Saintly Beast race expert known for their physical prowess, would have met a bitter end at the bottom of the Sacred River.
"People from the three great sacred lands, you just wait!"
Ling Fan gritted his teeth.
A chill emanated from him.
"I must recover my injuries as soon as possible, otherwise, if the experts from the three great sacred lands catch up to Xue Yi and Elder Zhen Mo, the consequences would be unimaginable."
Thinking of this, Ling Fan felt a sudden sense of urgency.
Ling Fan suddenly looked towards the bottom of the Sacred River. It was dark below. He didn't know how deep the Martial Continent Sacred River truly was. Ling Fan fiercely controlled the Samsara Divine Cauldron and plunged downwards into the Sacred River.
After sinking for thousands of zhang, at this depth, the pressure of the Martial Continent Sacred River was overwhelming, reaching an unimaginable level of terror.
It was important to note that this was not ordinary river water, but the source of the Martial Continent's martial power. Every drop of river water contained immense and unparalleled power.
Even a Saint King at the ninth stage of the Manifestation Saint realm would not be able to withstand it at this depth; they would be instantly squeezed and exploded.
The Samsara Divine Cauldron was trembling, and ripples of light vibrated from its opening. The Sacred River water outside seemed as if it could break through the cauldron's restrictions and pour in at any moment.
After all, the Samsara Divine Cauldron had only recovered its first grand formation, its power was limited. Currently, it was relying entirely on the Samsara Divine Cauldron's own supreme and sturdy material to hold on.
Fortunately, after continuing to sink for over ten zhang, they finally touched the bottom!
Through the Samsara Divine Cauldron, Ling Fan saw countless glowing objects scattered at the bottom of the Sacred River. These were pebbles of various sizes, some smaller than a fist, while others were as large as a human head.
Sacred Dao Origin Stones!
Ling Fan's heart suddenly rejoiced.
It was truly a case of finding something without even looking.
He never expected that being blasted into the Sacred River would lead him to the urgently needed Sacred Dao Origin Stones.
With these Sacred Dao Origin Stones, there was hope for repairing the Samsara Divine Cauldron's second grand formation. The second grand formation, the Bridge of Helplessness, was far more powerful than the Road of Yellow Springs. Once activated, it would erect an ancient Bridge of Helplessness across heaven and earth, allowing for arbitrary traversal of space, overcoming difficulties, resolving calamities, suppressing powerful enemies, and possessing endless divine uses.
There was no time to delay.
Ling Fan quickly controlled the Samsara Divine Cauldron. Before the Sacred River water could break through the cauldron's opening and pour in, he swiftly collected all the surrounding Sacred Dao Origin Stones.
One, two, three...
Twenty-one.
Fifty.
One hundred.
Three hundred.
...
Finally, Ling Fan collected all the Sacred Dao Origin Stones from a large area around him, obtaining nearly four hundred Sacred Dao Origin Stones in total.
There were certainly more Sacred Dao Origin Stones at the bottom of the Sacred River.
However, Xue Yi and Elder Zhen Mo were in imminent danger, and time was insufficient. On the other hand, he didn't know how long the Samsara Divine Cauldron could hold on, so he couldn't risk venturing further.
Ling Fan decisively decided to stop while he was ahead.
Although the Sacred Dao Origin Stones were insufficient, they should be enough to barely activate the phantom of the Bridge of Helplessness and exert some of its power.
Ling Fan controlled the Samsara Divine Cauldron and floated upwards a considerable distance.
Immediately, the pressure lessened significantly.
Ling Fan quickly began refining and restoring the formation for the Bridge of Helplessness.
On the other side.
Ling Fan looked at the surging Sacred River water around him. With a thought, a golden core suddenly floated out from the top of his head, emitting a rich golden light. With a flick of Ling Fan's finger, it shot out of the Samsara Divine Cauldron and into the Sacred River water.
This was the source of martial arts, encompassing the fundamental power of all martial arts in the Martial Continent. It was the best treasure land for cultivating the Myriad Laws Golden Core. How could Ling Fan miss such a great opportunity?
Immediately, powerful suction forces erupted from the Myriad Laws Golden Core, transforming into countless tiny vortices that madly absorbed the various fundamental martial powers of the Sacred River.
Ling Fan himself did not remain idle.
He controlled the Samsara Divine Cauldron to open a gap. Immediately, streams of Sacred River water surged in. The Nirvana Tribulation Body operated, directly converting all the Sacred River water into Nirvana Tribulation Fire. The blazing flames enveloped his entire body, refining all the deeply hidden impurities and filth within his body, strengthening his vital energy and physical body, and pushing his Nirvana Tribulation Body towards the perfect stage.
...
Just as Ling Fan was racing against time to cultivate and repair the Samsara Divine Cauldron at the bottom of the Martial Continent Sacred River.
Upstream of the Sacred River.
Powerful Sacred Dao pathways spread rapidly across the Martial Continent Sacred River, carrying the experts from the three great sacred lands in pursuit of Lan Xue Yi and Grand Elder Zhen Mo.
"Hmph, they're quite good at escaping. We've been chasing for so long, and we still haven't caught up! To think that I, this Saint, have been chasing for so long. When I catch them later, I will devour them alive and refine them into my power."
A fierce expert from the War Demon Sacred Land said fiercely.
"With the speed of these two people, it's impossible for them to have escaped this far. It must have been that brat from before who used that strange formation to send them a great distance at once, which is why we still can't catch up."
Another expert said.
"Be patient. They can't escape much further. The further forward we go, the stronger the Saints born in the Sacred River will become. They will be blocked by the Saints, making their progress arduous, and they will eventually fall into our hands!"
One hour.
Two hours.
Three hours.
...
After chasing for a full five hours.
The experts from the three great sacred lands finally saw two figures in front of them, struggling fiercely in combat with a powerful Saint equivalent to the seventh stage of the Manifestation Saint realm.
Boom, boom, boom!
The violent aftermath of the battle spread towards them. They immediately sneered. They had finally caught up!
And at this moment.