Chapter 1150: Beating the Sage

Ye Fan boarded a massive battleship. Cold metal flowed with intricate symbols, where the Grand Dao and technology intertwined, giving it immense strength. It was crafted from rare materials refined billions of times.

Divine laws intertwined, and massive fireballs erupted sporadically. Terrifying energy surged, filling the void densely, making it extremely dangerous—a true land of destruction.

The battle between the two sides reached a fever pitch, and no one noticed him. His aura was completely hidden by array patterns, allowing him to blend into the battlefield, waiting for an opportunity.

"Qi family, you've gone too far!" roared an elder powerhouse from the Fan clan, his divine consciousness rippling across the cosmos. He was charging forward, piloting an ancient saint mecha.

Ye Fan stared at the war machine, his eyes gleaming. "It's impressive," he mused, "but acquiring it would be incredibly difficult."

Whoosh! A fiery red ancient saint mecha soared, charging towards the veteran Fan clan warrior. It brandished a flaming divine blade, emerging like a divine phoenix bathed in immortal fire, radiating vast saint-level fluctuations.

Between the two, a sea of divine power formed. More than thirty small spacecraft successively exploded, scattering metal fragments. Then, black holes appeared one after another, separating the combatants and becoming sources of destruction.

A grand battle commenced, raging everywhere. The colossal dreadnoughts were especially terrifying, capable of obliterating entire planets in an instant, and could also deploy energy shields to protect their fleets.

A five-hundred-zhang-long spacecraft disintegrated, its metal fragments scattering and destroying many smaller warships in the vicinity.

Ye Fan frowned. Large-scale space battles were indeed brutal; death could strike at any moment.

"Qi family, you will pay for this!" the Fan clan members roared.

The Qi family retorted, scoffing from their flagship. "You can only blame yourselves, raiders of Paradise. First, you stole our Destiny Stone. Then, our ancestral saint descended and reached an agreement with you: you promised to deliver evolutionary fluid to end the conflict, yet you've shown no sign of fulfilling it until now."

This time, they succeeded in breaching the raiders' holy land, directly seizing a portion of the precious fluid. If it hadn't been divided and stored in multiple locations, they would have looted everything.

Boom! In the distance, ancient saint mechas clashed, while nearby, symbols of ancient gods flickered. Both sides fought to the death, unleashing all manner of hot weapons and Dao armaments, creating a dazzling display of vibrant colors.

This was a chaotic zone. Spaceships exploded intermittently, turning into fireworks-like bursts of light, exceptionally brilliant in the starry sky.

The warship Ye Fan boarded was a thousand zhang long, spacious inside, and manned by experts, but it lacked ancient saint mechas. He searched thoroughly, then moved to several other ships consecutively, looking for one.

Unfortunately, none were present. Ancient saint-level mechas were too valuable; the Fan clan possessed only a few, and the remaining ones were likely on the flagship.

Ye Fan waited patiently near the flagship, but no more ancient saint-level war machines appeared. He stroked his chin and murmured, "Could it be that destroying their Five-Element Divine Armor has left them short-handed, unable to deploy any more?"

Finally, he boarded the flagship itself, relying on his formidable skill and daring. As long as no actual saint appeared, he believed he could navigate the situation without significant danger.

"Enemy attack!" Suddenly, a loud alarm blared. The moment Ye Fan entered, numerous symbols began to flash; he had been detected.

He wasn't detected by a scan, but by an individual, which made his hair stand on end. It was very much like an ancient saint—a person of flesh and blood!

"You're quite bold, daring to board the flagship!" The imposing-looking middle-aged man raised a fist and struck.

Ye Fan's scalp tingled. He truly sensed a saint's aura and never expected to encounter such a formidable figure the moment he appeared. Left with no choice, he braced himself for battle.

At that moment, he pushed his physical strength to its limit. Since the opponent was also attacking physically, he intended to deliver a sudden, devastating blow.

"Huh, no, it's far from the true body!" Ye Fan exclaimed in surprise after their collision. Although the opponent's spiritual power fluctuations were terrifying, they weren't as overwhelmingly invincible as he had imagined. Could this be a clone?

"Youngster, are you the Indestructible Golden Body? You can actually fight my replication!" The middle-aged man opposite him showed a strange expression.

This was a battle body cultivated from the flesh and blood of an ancient saint, imbued with a wisp of his primordial spirit. Its physical body was definitely ancient saint-level, and although its magical power was somewhat lacking, it was still stronger than a Half-Saint.

"Heh, if it's not a true ancient saint, then it's manageable," Ye Fan said, completely relieved. He launched a proactive attack.

Battle erupted, and the two fiercely contended. The ancient saint's expression changed. He deployed a light screen and opened the flagship's super training ground, where they would duel to avoid damaging the holy ship.

"What's happening?" Inside the flagship, the important direct descendants of the Fan clan all changed color.

When they witnessed it, they were all dumbfounded. They saw that the battle body, created from the flesh and blood of an ancient saint ancestor, was actually being suppressed by Ye Fan, who was making it vomit large mouthfuls of blood.

With a sweep of five-colored divine light from behind Ye Fan, the ancient saint ancestor stumbled twice, blood trickling from the corner of its mouth.

Fan Xian was almost petrified, her cherry-like mouth wide open and her eyes wide. She had never imagined Ye Fan could be this powerful!

"Impossible! This is a battle body created from the flesh and blood of an ancient saint. How can it not stop him?" Fan Tian cried out.

"This is truly incredible!" Even Fan Tian, a titan of the Fan clan, muttered to himself, beams of light blazing in his pupils.

Not a single person was not shocked. This overturned their understanding; for someone in the Dao-Slaying realm to make an ancient saint's body bleed was like something out of a myth.

"He is the true Indestructible Golden Body, not a descendant of later generations. His golden blood is very pure!" the ancient saint battle body stated during the fight.

It was created, and its divine consciousness was a genuine wisp separated from the saint himself. With extensive knowledge, it naturally understood after suffering such a significant defeat in real combat.

"Stop him! We must keep him!" Fan Zhou, with a gaze like a hawk and a wolf, trembled with excitement.

The first generation Indestructible Golden Body was far more powerful than later generations, with incalculable value. Every drop of golden blood extracted from it was comparable to the strongest elixirs.

Such a physique was incredibly rare, with perhaps only one case appearing among hundreds of millions over tens of thousands of years. The first generation was not related to parents; it was entirely naturally formed.

"Quick, stop attacking the Qi clan! Let them leave. Focus all efforts on keeping him!" Fan Zhou commanded.

If he truly was the first generation Indestructible Golden Body, his blood would be incredibly precious, worth several times more, far more valuable than the portion of evolutionary fluid they had lost.

"If it's a later generation, one full extraction would exhaust its divine blood essence. But a true first generation is different; it can continuously produce golden divine blood," an elder of the Fan clan said excitedly. He then ordered everyone to strictly seal off the news and not let it leak.

Ye Fan was quite annoyed. He had intended to fish in troubled waters but unexpectedly ended up shielding the Qi clan from disaster. He was now targeted, while their fleet was about to be freed.

"Hey, you're not serious, are you? I just came to see if there were any ancient saint mechas. It's not like I'm raiding your home base like the Xianyu Qi family." Ye Fan dared not linger in battle and cut his way out.

"Stop him! Don't let him escape!" a group of people shouted.

At the same time, two ancient saint mechas returned from afar, intending to enter the flagship and deal with Ye Fan.

"Do you really think I'm easy to bully?" Ye Fan swung his golden fists, forcing the ancient saint's body to retreat step by step, spewing blood from its mouth.

This was his current combat power: without using spiritual energy, purely with his physical body, he had become this formidable after breaking through to the eighth layer of Dao-Slaying with the evolutionary fluid!

"I'll beat your ancestors black and blue!" Ye Fan cursed.

The entire group was flustered, their teeth itching with irritation. In a sense, the battle body created from the saint's flesh and blood was indeed one of their ancestors, but being spoken of by Ye Fan in such a way felt utterly awkward.

Bang! This saint's body was beaten until its head bled, covered in wounds, and was actually suppressed by Ye Fan, astonishing everyone.

Finally, the two ancient saint mechas returned. Ye Fan immediately turned, activated an array platform, stepped into a domain gate, and left the flagship. He certainly didn't want to be encircled and killed by the full retreating force of Paradise.

"Chase him! Don't let him get away!" The flagship began to move, scanning the entire star sea.

To their dismay, Ye Fan, immediately after bursting out, plunged into the Qi clan's fleet, with Fan Zhou leading the pursuit behind him.

The Qi family felt bewildered. The people from Paradise had just retreated, but now they suddenly attacked again, and the fierce battle resumed.

"I don't want to inexplicably take the fall for someone else. You guys continue your fight," Ye Fan muttered to himself. "However, I'm heading to Xianyu Star, so I might as well hitch a ride, otherwise, I wouldn't even know where I am."

He headed towards the Qi family's flagship, being much more cautious this time, fearing he might stir up another ancient saint-level monster. Fortunately, no unexpected events occurred.

"This youngster carries many secrets and has entered the Xianyu Qi family's holy ship. This is troublesome now," the battle body created from the ancient saint's flesh and blood remarked, beams of light stretching hundreds of miles from its eyes, allowing it to clearly see everything.

They absolutely could not publicize this, otherwise, if the Indestructible Golden Body fell into the opponent's hands, the loss would be even greater. They could only suppress the urge to curse and continue their fierce pursuit and attack from behind.

Meanwhile, several giants of the Qi family also felt the urge to curse. They realized the people from Paradise had gone mad, launching suicidal assaults that were even more ferocious than before.

Ye Fan entered the flagship but found no monsters. However, he didn't dare to recklessly barge around. He prepared to hide until they reached Xianyu Star, then he would simply leave.

"Young friend Ye, as long as you return to the Paradise holy land with me, I will immediately promise Fan Xian to you in marriage. If I fail, I swear I will perish in both body and spirit!" Fan Zhou swore, using the battle body made from the ancient saint's flesh and blood to transmit a wisp of divine thought into Ye Fan's ear, clearly audible despite the dozens of miles between them.

On the Fan clan's side, everyone was astonished, especially Fan Xian, who opened her mouth as if to speak, her beautiful eyes wide with shock.

"I am serious!" Fan Zhou declared.

"Allow me about half a year to a year to consider," Ye Fan said lazily. He was quite relaxed inside the Qi family's flagship, knowing that the people from Paradise wouldn't dare expose him.

Inside the holy ship, it was incredibly spacious, featuring weapon armories, dining areas, and resting quarters—everything imaginable. It was a large base, imbued with spatial laws, making it many times larger on the inside than it appeared from the outside.

Unbeknownst to him, he found himself in the resting area and entered a room that looked quite luxurious and comfortable. In his estimation, with the fierce battle raging outside, no one would possibly be resting.

"You two sides can continue your battle. I'll just take a short nap here, recuperate my spirit, and then automatically leave this ride once we reach Xianyu Star."

Ye Fan lay down on a soft, large bed. An jade pillow carved from Nine Heavens Divine Jade emitted a precious glow, and a Golden Crow feather quilt was warm and comfortable. Everything about it was exceptionally extraordinary.

Half a quarter-hour later, he suddenly opened his eyes. Someone had arrived, and they were heading straight for this room.

The door opened, and a slender figure appeared. Her beauty was unparalleled, her hair gleamed, and she wore a feathered robe, looking like a Mystical Maiden of the Nine Heavens.

"You... who are you? Why are you lying on my bed?"

"You've entered the wrong room," Ye Fan brazenly replied. "Patriarch Qi said this room is temporarily for my use."

"Nonsense! You... get up!" the stunningly beautiful maiden snapped angrily.