Chapter 1187: The Sun Above

Chapter 1188: On the Sun

The expedition of the Primordial Royal Alliance was met with great expectations. Although it was primarily for reconnaissance, once the situation was clear, it could potentially bring them a huge opportunity.

The strongest evolution fluid had become an obsession for everyone. All the races were waiting for news; once detailed information was sent back, vast armies would be dispatched.

Heaven's Village became quiet. Even the Big Black Dog, drooling, went into seclusion to refine its body and achieve a breakthrough.

As the first, second, and third stages of the evolution fluid were successfully extracted one after another, all the important figures in the Heavenly Court began their secluded cultivation, leaving few behind.

The Killing Saint remained unmoving, still like a stone statue, seated beneath an ancient tree, guarding the Cauldron of Myriad Mother Qi.

Besides them, Ye Fan was also free. He was waiting for the fourth stage of the evolution fluid, as the first three stages had no effect on him and could not help him advance.

In recent days, he had been poring over "The Great Dao of Nature," meticulously studying the ancient scripture's principles. He had deeply realized the difficulty of becoming a Saint; it was a heavenly barrier.

To cross it meant breaking free from the cocoon and transforming into a butterfly!

However, transforming from a mere worm into a vibrant butterfly was far from easy. Throughout history, countless heroes had been blocked at this very threshold.

For billions of cultivators since ancient times, the outcome was not a transformation into a butterfly, but rather the worm dying within its cocoon, unable to break through.

After a long time, Ye Fan closed the ancient scroll. He was waiting for the fourth stage of the evolution fluid; once successfully refined, he would be able to advance further and contend with Saints!

One more person in Heaven's Village had not used the evolution fluid: Ye Tong. He was about to undergo Dao Severance, and everything depended on him alone.

"Master, I plan to go out and travel, seeking an opportunity to break through my restraints," Ye Tong said, intending to journey across the world for his final push towards Dao Severance.

"Go," Ye Fan nodded.

"Senior Brother, I'll go with you! With us 'Unparalleled Twin Talents' together, the whole world will be impressed," said the little bald-headed Hua Hua, who, despite his young age, was shrewd. He was naturally a free spirit, scampering around everywhere.

"Go practice diligently," Ye Fan shooed him away.

The Cauldron of Myriad Mother Qi radiated a peaceful aura. For several months, it had been enveloped in immortal mist, becoming increasingly extraordinary. Refining medicine and resonating with the Great Dao also benefited it.

Immortal light surged forth, various chains of divine order radiating in all directions. Worldly essence could not approach it. Its entire body was inscribed with runes—complex and inscrutable Dao marks, born from the tribulations it had endured in the past.

Ye Fan glanced at his cauldron, his mind clear. He closed his eyes and resumed comprehending the Great Dao of Nature.

In the outside world, the ancient races were all waiting expectantly, hoping for good news from the Eternal Main Star. The evolution fluid was crucial and filled their hearts with longing.

The recent unrest had somewhat subsided, and the struggle for various divine minerals had come to an end, as there was truly nothing left to trade.

Ye Tong transformed into an ordinary young man and embarked on an arduous journey, entering the Central Region. He questioned his heart about what he lacked and sought answers on how to sever it.

Along the way, he forgot everything else, transcending self and material possessions, with only the words "Dao Severance" in his heart.

Much later, he recalled the sorrow of his childhood: the fallen Sun God Clan completely annihilated, the old servant who died to save him, his autistic self-isolation at the time, talking to small animals alone...

Finally, he thought of Ye Fan. It was this master who had saved him, taught him cultivation methods, opened his Immortal Terrace, and allowed the profound mysteries of his ancestor's Sun Scripture to naturally manifest within his mind.

He possessed a complete Sun Scripture!

This was a secret left by the distant ancestors in the bloodline of their clan. Even though the scripture itself had long been lost, anyone with a bloodline identical to the Sun Saint Emperor's could obtain it.

"Dao Severance, severing endless obsessions, breaking endless illusions."

Ye Tong walked aimlessly, alone. As he approached Dao Severance, he remembered the tragic scene on Ziwei Star when the Golden Crow Clan hunted down and annihilated his family.

"Father, Mother..." His heart ached. The experiences of his childhood surfaced one by one; they had been sealed away for years, unwilling to be faced. But now, for Dao Severance, the most painful and unwillingly uncovered scars would be mercilessly stripped bare.

"Sister, I miss you..." Yesterday reappeared, and tears welled in Ye Tong's eyes. He couldn't help but cry out.

He had an older sister. In that desperate situation, she selflessly saved him, covered in blood, yet she smiled brightly at him, urging him to live well.

She was just a little girl, possessing extraordinary talent, a true prodigy, but too young to have grown up.

"Be a good boy, little brother."

His sister's voice still clearly echoed in Ye Tong's ears. The beautiful little girl had whispered these words to him just before she died, bleeding, weeping, yet smiling, urging him to live and grow into an adult.

"Sister, I've survived..."

Tears streamed down Ye Tong's face. He reached out, trying to touch the face of the young girl, still so tender, filled with care. She was smiling, yet crying, comforting him during the ruin of their family, telling him to be strong.

Golden Crows shrieked, streaks of golden light flashed across the sky, past ruined palaces and a declining family. Then came the escape to the sea, and endless pursuit.

They were dead, all of them.

Blood flowed tragically. Lives withered away, and loved ones departed, beyond his grasp, dying in battle before him to secure his path to survival.

Ye Tong cried. Although many years had passed, everything that happened remained vivid, piercing him to the core.

Dao Severance, the most brutal path, where everything would resurface, everything had to be experienced again.

Sealed away for many years, Ye Fan had saved him, but could not entirely heal his innocent heart. The young child had been sealed deep within his own mind.

Now, the scar was torn open, raw and bloody, and the child of yesteryear reappeared.

A pitiable young child walked forward alone, trusting no one, trembling with fear. He only dared to speak to the birds in the forest, his large eyes filled with tears as he looked up and asked a small bird.

"How far is 'forever'?" he asked. His father had said he would silently protect him forever. "When is 'the future'?" His sister had said she would appear in the future and visit him again.

"I know they won't appear," he realized, "just like Uncle Jiang, they all died to protect me...gone forever."

These were the memories of a five or six-year-old child, now tearing at Ye Tong's heart. He couldn't help but cry out.

Ye Tong was in great pain. He was walking the path of Dao Severance, and the sorrowful memories of his family were only a part of it, yet they were unbearable for him.

This was the pain of his childhood, which had caused him deep wounds.

He was a person of deep affections; he couldn't help but remember, and facing it again was utterly raw.

"How did Master sever his Dao?" he wondered. "When he returned, he received the devastating news of his parents' deaths. He endured so much pain, yet he said nothing..."

"I must persevere. Master once said, whether it's pain or sorrow, bleeding or crying, only oneself truly knows. There's no need to shout it out or let the whole world know. The path of a cultivator is bleak; only by quietly enduring loneliness and tasting bitterness can one ascend. This is nothing."

"Master even reversed the Great Dao; what is this in comparison? I must face it, I must look it straight in the eye. One day, I will return to Ziwei Star and add a handful of earth to my sister's desolate grave."

Ye Tong's gaze grew increasingly resolute. He stepped out of his sorrowful world, allowing the child sealed in his heart for years to walk alongside his current self, no longer self-imprisoned.

His body began to radiate light, like a divine sun in the sky. With each step, an illusion vanished. His entire being was engulfed in blazing light, transforming into a solar deity.

"My Dao, my path, will not follow Master's trajectory, will transcend my distant ancestor's scripture, and will not be bound by the paths of predecessors. It begins with the Sun Scripture and ends with the very essence of the sun."

Ye Tong's eyes became even more brilliant. He took firm steps, ascending to the heavens in the vast wilderness, moving step by step towards the sun in the firmament.

"I cultivate the Sun Scripture. Throughout history, no two people have ever attained Dao on the same path. To break free from it, I can only start from its very source."

Ye Tong summoned his chessboard formation platform, stepped through the domain gate, and surged towards the sun, determined to forge his unique Dao and reach the peak!

When he reappeared, endless fire spirits danced, and raging flames burned intensely. It was a kingdom of fire.

Ye Tong approached the sun. The blazing light and terrifying heat were enough to incinerate everything in the world. Yet, as he cultivated the Sun Scripture, his body bathed in fire remained immortal and indestructible.

He wanted to enter the sun and forge his own path. If outsiders knew, they would surely think he was mad; even many ancient Saints dared not attempt it!

"Hmm, this is astonishing. The sun in the Big Dipper starfield bears the imprint of an ancient Great Emperor." An ancient Golden Crow flapped its wings, circling near the sun.

"Look quickly! There are several golden leaves within the sun, like prime leaves of the Fusang Divine Tree, inscribed with the Emperor's mark. They have existed since ancient times, impossible to erase," another ancient Golden Crow exclaimed in surprise.

After Ye Fan returned, he had inquired with the Killing Saint about the situation and was surprised to learn that two ancient Golden Crows had come to the Big Dipper.

These were two ancient Saints from an ancient star called Huosang, a world of Golden Crows, where the great hero Da Yi was killed by a Quasi-Emperor.

These two Golden Crows were indeed from Huosang Star, scouting ahead for stronger ancient Golden Crows. After appearing on the Central Region's land, they rushed towards the sun, exploring ancient ruins.

"Oh? A little fellow has arrived there. He's actually... a naturally born Ultimate Yang Body! Even more formidable than our Golden Crow clan's fire bodies!"

"The essence of the sun flows into his body, baptizing his physical form without causing the slightest harm. It's strengthening his vitality, comparable to our Great Emperor in his youth!"

The two ancient Golden Crows discovered Ye Tong, both showing expressions of shock.

Then, they realized Ye Tong was about to undergo Dao Severance, embarking on his solitary journey, and was actually heading into the sun, aiming for those golden leaves.

The two ancient Golden Crows appeared, blocking his path, their expressions unusual. This was definitely a rare human immortal seed, seldom seen throughout the ages.

"Young friend, I see your divine talent is heaven-sent. Would you be willing to join our Golden Crow clan? We will impart to you supreme scriptures."

Ye Tong's gaze immediately cleared. Upon seeing the two ancient Golden Crows, his eyes instantly narrowed with hostility. He remembered his father, mother... and his innocent little sister, who had all been wiped out by the Golden Crow clan.

"Unwilling!" he refused without hesitation.

"Why? We are Saints. Is our Dao not worthy of being your master?" one ancient Golden Crow asked.

"I already have a master, and I will not join anyone else's tutelage," Ye Tong replied.

"Is that so? Let me see how strong your master is." One Golden Crow extended a hand and extracted an obsession from deep within Ye Tong's glabella.

He did not want to miss this Ultimate Yang Body, as it would be immensely useful for his future breakthroughs. Such a rare immortal seed, whether as a disciple or transformed into a cauldron, would be invaluable.

The other Golden Crow also made a move, attempting to extract the profound techniques Ye Tong had learned. However, the Sun Scripture was fused within Ye Tong's blood, transforming into mysterious runes that were difficult to solidify, appearing only as flickering golden symbols.

"What? This might be... an Emperor's script!" The two Golden Crows were instantly shocked, then revealed expressions of joy.

"Good, good, good! We are destined to be master and disciple!" Golden light shimmered brilliantly on the two ancient Golden Crows. They absolutely had to secure this young man; they could not let him go.

"I have a master, and I will not take another!" Ye Tong declared.

However, beneath a Saint, all are mere ants. No matter how extraordinary he was, he was only a person about to undergo Dao Severance. The difference in cultivation realms was too vast; he had no way to resist.

With a mere touch, one Golden Crow extracted his obsession, seeing his master—Ye Fan—and learning much.

"So, he's a Human Sacred Body. We heard of this person as soon as we arrived in this starfield, but we didn't expect him to be your master. However, what is he? Merely a minor Dao Severer; how can he compare to us Saints?"

"He's just an ant; I can crush him with a flick of my hand. Come with us, obedient disciple. How can that Sacred Body compare to us? If you don't believe me, I'll go suppress him in a moment!"

The two Golden Crows were determined not to let him go. The Emperor's runes flowing in Ye Tong's blood had to be extracted, and he himself had to be taken away. To them, both were invaluable!

Ye Tong was furious, but he couldn't struggle free. He had no way to resist Saints.

In Heaven's Village, the siblings Gu Lin and Gu Fei quickly found Ye Fan and anxiously reported that Ye Tong might be in trouble.

"On the sun!"

The siblings were descendants of the Divine Calculator, possessing extraordinary divinatory abilities, and had divined Ye Tong's location.

Without another word, Ye Fan directly summoned his formation platform, vanished into the void, and headed for the sun!