Chapter 1088: Return of the Ancestral Ancient Emperor

"It might not necessarily be Ye Fan. Perhaps someone is just creating a deceptive illusion to mislead the world." Indeed, not everyone believed in Ye Fan's return.

Some even speculated that this person was a disciple of an Ancient Saint from outside this realm, merely collaborating with Ye Fan's old friends, making his identity highly suspect.

Ye Fan began a duel with this super Half-Saint. Every move they made embodied profound principles, executed with effortless grace and without fixed forms at such an advanced level.

Li Wentian possessed extraordinary power; he was a super Half-Saint whose cultivation had reached perfection. The divine techniques he unleashed were incredibly subtle and otherworldly. Despite his elegant demeanor, their destructive force was immense; every single strike caused rocks to crumble and clouds to disperse!

Whoosh!

A mere ripple of residual energy, escaping from between Li Wentian's fingers, shot into the distance. With a thunderous crash, the area was completely engulfed in light, rendering everything invisible.

When the smoke and dust finally dispersed, the beautiful mountains and rivers had been completely razed to the ground!

It was a catastrophe: dozens of peaks were reduced to dust, two great rivers evaporated, vegetation turned to ash, and a vast desert emerged.

This scene sent chills down everyone's spines; a single ripple of residual energy had completely leveled a mountainous area, leaving nothing in its wake!

Battles of this caliber possessed astonishing destructive power, sending a shiver through everyone. Such conflicts could easily devastate countless lives, their scale immeasurable.

Ye Fan had encountered Half-Saints before; during his last major battle against the Eight Divine Generals, he had personally slain several. However, compared to Li Wentian, the difference in power was significant.

This Half-Saint was indeed a formidable adversary, even more powerful than the Half-Saint Ku Ci he had encountered at Lantu Monastery in the Western Desert. He truly lived up to his reputation as the prized disciple of an Ancient Saint from beyond this realm, a rare sight in the world.

As the true battle unfolded, Li Wentian himself furrowed his brow... His opponent, despite being several minor cultivation realms below him, was actually able to contend. This would have been unimaginable in the past.

This truly was the place where the path to becoming an immortal was about to open! That was the only explanation he could conceive. Ancient Emperors and Great Emperors had all converged on this ancient star, so it was only natural that their descendants and legacies would be terrifyingly powerful.

The two engaged in a fierce battle, a clash of divine techniques and cultivation levels. For a time, shimmering light danced and colorful mist swirled, transforming them into two radiant blurs, their figures almost indistinguishable to onlookers.

As the battle dragged on, Li Wentian began to feel a sense of failure. Although he wasn't at a disadvantage, he was a Half-Saint; it was unsettling that someone of his higher realm couldn't suppress an opponent from a lower one.

In the distance, Wang Xu's face was ashen. His body was covered in wounds, and over a dozen of his bones had been fractured by Ye Fan's Heavenly Sound. He was both enraged and shocked that his senior brother couldn't suppress the opponent.

"This person is several minor cultivation realms below Senior Brother and isn't even a Saint... How can he possibly contend with Senior Brother Li? The people on this ancient star are truly terrifying," Wang Xu muttered, his expression growing increasingly grim.

Li Wentian had always been accustomed to fighting across cultivation realms against other powerful figures, yet he had never encountered anyone who could reverse the tide against him like this. He finally understood just how terrifying the Human Sacred Body was.

Li Wentian, wielding a Bright Moon Blade as clear as autumn water, swung it towards Ye Fan's head. It cut a shimmering arc, resembling a falling silver moon.

"Ha!"

Ye Fan brought his Dark Gold Spear horizontally to block the Bright Moon Blade. Then, with a sweeping motion, the sharp spear tip transformed into a streaking meteor, aiming for Li Wentian's throat and sending ripples through the air.

Li Wentian recoiled, his body like moonlight, flickering in and out of sight as he evaded the attack. Silently, a black hole appeared in the void, a testament to where the sharp spear tip had pierced.

"Awaken my Dao bones... manifest my ancestral blood, let golden divine power surge ceaselessly, bloodline revive!" Li Wentian's voice was low and guttural. As his phoenix-like eyes opened and closed, essence radiated, and his aura grew fierce.

His entire body began to radiate golden light, transforming into solid gold from the inside out, like a figure cast in pure gold. He was forcibly refining the true blood of an Ancient Emperor, which had been sealed within his body!

As a Half-Saint, he employed a secret technique to unleash his potential, unlocking the hidden treasures within his body. In this brief instant, he propelled his physique to its absolute peak, unprecedented in history!

Boom!

A terrifying aura erupted, instantly causing mountains and valleys to tremble. All living beings were struck with profound dread, overcome by an endless sense of fear.

Li Wentian, undergoing "Ancestral Reversion" through a demanding secret technique, transformed into an embodiment of Ancient Emperor bloodline. He appeared almost divine, his entire body like forged gold, dazzlingly radiant, even his hair shimmering with a golden hue.

"Prepare to die!"

Wielding the Bright Moon Blade, he unleashed a blade light thousands of feet long. Wherever it passed, mountains and earth were reduced to dust, as if a god of war had descended upon the world.

Previously, he had hesitated to directly engage Ye Fan in close-quarters combat, resorting to hit-and-run attacks with divine techniques. Now, however, he exuded an overwhelming dominance that struck terror into everyone's hearts.

"Is this a preview of an Ancient Emperor's son reaching the Half-Saint realm?" Ye Fan's expression grew solemn.

This enemy was far more terrifying than before. His entire body exuded an astonishing vitality, and golden light burst from his crown with a ringing sound. He stood between heaven and earth, looking down upon all directions.

Clang!

Ye Fan, wielding his Dark Gold Spear, clashed fiercely with him. A continuous din of metal echoed, sparks flew everywhere, and streaks of Dao essence manifested. This was truly a battle to the death.

In their intense battle, every single spark that erupted and landed on the ground was powerful enough to scorch over a dozen large mountains into oblivion. Their destructive power was truly astonishing!

Clang!

With a resounding crash, immortal light cascaded down, and a nine-story divine pagoda appeared, suspended above Li Wentian's head, enveloped by wisps of primordial chaos.

This was a powerful weapon, capable of both offense and defense, integrating both functions. The divine radiance it emitted protected his body, significantly weakening Ye Fan's attacks.

Concurrently, each of the nine layers of the divine pagoda occasionally unleashed chaotic sword energy, whose lethality was astonishing. Coupled with the Bright Moon Blade's attacks, this made Li Wentian even more formidable.

"Senior Brother is fighting for his life!" Wang Xu gritted his teeth. "He rarely uses 'Ancestral Reversion' to fight with Ancient Emperor's true blood. As a Half-Saint, his attack power will skyrocket! Human Sacred Body, you're doomed!"

Everyone present fell silent, watching intently from a distance, unsure of the battle's outcome. They had never heard of such a technique as instantaneous Ancestral Reversion.

Ye Fan was indeed engaged in a bitter struggle. This Half-Saint far surpassed any he had encountered before, possessing astonishing bloodline power. Every attack was earth-shattering, and the golden vital energy surged like an ocean, making even Ye Fan feel immense pressure.

As for everyone else, they felt suffocated and overwhelmed, as if mountains were pressing down on them, making it difficult to breathe. Their faces were pale, and all the birds and beasts in the wilderness had prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling uncontrollably towards that direction.

Whoosh!

Relying on the extreme speed granted by the Movement Incantation, Ye Fan transformed into a streak of light. Wielding his Dark Gold Spear, he launched tens of thousands of sharp attacks, all aimed directly at Li Wentian's vital points.

"Is that truly the Human Sacred Body?" the onlookers wondered. "Why isn't he using the Cauldron of All Creation's Mother Qi?"

"Could it be that he still has strength to spare and doesn't need to deploy his ultimate defense?" Some felt their hearts tremble.

Clang! Clang!

Ye Fan's body transformed into a bolt of lightning, almost leaving an imprint in the void. He wielded his Dark Gold Spear like a long saber, cleaving thousands of times consecutively, all strikes landing on Li Wentian's back. The ceaseless clang of metal against metal filled the air.

Li Wentian, possessing profound cultivation, turned his back to Ye Fan, holding the Bright Moon Blade behind him to continuously parry attacks. Simultaneously, the divine pagoda above his head radiated sacred light, neutralizing the assaults.

"Kill!"

After thousands of fierce clashes, Li Wentian's golden radiance grew even more formidable. He seized the initiative, launching powerful attacks. The Bright Moon Blade resembled a descending celestial river, its light flowing ceaselessly, pouring down upon Ye Fan.

"That's the aura of our clan's Ancient Emperor!" Even members of the Golden Race were visibly moved, their expressions changing. The Golden Princess watched with particular intensity, noting that this vital energy was denser and purer than that of her own people.

Amidst the intense clashes, Li Wentian grew increasingly dominant, emanating an aura capable of shattering the heavens. He entered an invincible state, becoming more valiant with each passing moment, his golden aura surging with an air of absolute supremacy.

Ye Fan let out a long roar, unleashing the invincible fist intent of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist. It instantly tore open the space before him, forcing even the mighty Li Wentian to retreat.

Buzz!

A cacophony of sounds resonated as a blurry, intertwined phenomenon emerged, forming a terrifying combination that instantly froze Li Wentian in place for a moment.

It was a Sacred Body phenomenon, briefly coalescing... incredibly powerful and unparalleled... as if freezing eternity itself, capable of striking into the future and slaying the past!

Bang!

Li Wentian was struck by the phenomenon, sent flying across the air, spitting blood from his mouth. He was severely injured.

In that instant, his spirit withered, and the golden sacred light enveloping him receded like a tide, leaving him looking utterly exhausted.

"How could this happen?" Wang Xu exclaimed in horror, his scalp tingling. "Senior Brother should have been able to maintain his Ancestral Reversion for at least an hour, but it hasn't even been fifteen minutes!"

While ancestral bloodline reversion grants an incredibly terrifying physique, it comes with severe after-effects. Once one exits this state, they become exceptionally weak.

Li Wentian, struck by Ye Fan's phenomenon, was forcibly ejected from his Ancestral Reversion state. This was undoubtedly catastrophic; not only did his powerful physique vanish, but his cultivation and magic power also significantly weakened.

"To bully the lesser and harm my disciple, you will be punished," Ye Fan murmured.

Being so close, Li Wentian naturally heard every word clearly. A chill ran through him as his bloodline power faded and the golden light receded. He retreated, knowing this was his weakest period and that continuing the fight would certainly mean death.

"Where do you think you're going?" Ye Fan pursued closely.

"Stop him, save Li Wentian," commanded the Golden Princess.

Two Half-Saints appeared, leading several guards, and rushed forward to block Ye Fan, intending to rescue Li Wentian.

"If anyone dares to block my path, I will make their blood splatter five steps away!" Ye Fan declared with a deep, cold expression.

Forming a hand seal, he pressed his pursuit. Li Wentian resisted with all his might, but with his body severely weakened, he was unable to withstand the Human Sacred Body's formidable vital energy. He was thoroughly shaken, and visible traces of damage appeared across his entire body.

Boom!

He let out a roar, and the divine pagoda above his head flew out, rising as high as the sky before descending to completely envelop Ye Fan.

This was a Half-Saint's weapon! Forged from Daluo Silver Essence, it was destined to become a transmitted sacred weapon in the near future, rarely seen in the world, and something even Saints would covet.

The divine pagoda expanded, seemingly devouring the world as it drew Ye Fan inside. Like an ancient colossal beast, it contained a world within itself.

"What a terrifying weapon," remarked a Half-Saint from the Golden Race. "It actually suppressed him. If we all attacked simultaneously, we could likely refine him into a puddle of blood."

The others were swayed, and together they launched an assault, sending forth rays of divine light, genuinely intending to refine the pagoda and utterly obliterate Ye Fan.

Crack!

However, the moment they made their move, the nine-story divine pagoda emitted cracking sounds, and fine fissures began to appear all over its surface.

Bang!

In the next moment, the entire divine pagoda exploded. From within, a surging, ocean-like surge of vital energy burst forth. Although the Sacred Body's own vital energy didn't spill out, the sheer force of this aura stunned everyone.

Ye Fan's black hair billowed, and his eyes were as sharp as knives. He had directly shattered the divine pagoda with a single Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, bursting out without being delayed for even a moment.

"That's Daluo Silver Essence, a divine material that even Saints struggle to find! He actually shattered it with his bare hands!"

"If he reaches the Half-Saint realm, he'll most likely be able to block sacred weapons with his bare hands. He is definitely a Sacred Body!"

Boom!

Ye Fan's eyes flashed with cold lightning, unleashing the invincible fist intent of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The entire world seemed to be obliterated, the sun, moon, and stars appeared to tremble, and an aura capable of wiping out the mortal realm permeated the air.

"Ah..."

One of the Half-Saints bore the direct brunt, receiving Ye Fan's strongest attack!

This was undeniably terrifying. Although he tried his utmost to evade, half of his body instantly transformed into a bloody mist, sent flying, splattering blood hundreds of feet away.

He was no Li Wentian; even as a Half-Saint, he was vastly inferior and couldn't be compared.

Pfft!

Ye Fan moved forward like a bolt of lightning. With a casual press, two more guards' chests caved in, and they instantly dissolved into a bloody mist, their spirits extinguished on the spot.

Simultaneously, Ye Fan delivered a follow-up strike, and the Half-Saint who had been sent flying was utterly reduced to a pulpy mess, his soul extinguished as well.

Bang!

Even though Li Wentian retreated swiftly and resisted continuously, he could not withstand Ye Fan's onslaught. He was suppressed by an Overturning Heaven Seal and seized by Ye Fan.