Chapter 1211: The Palace Within the Sun

The Sun Star was vast and frighteningly hot; even a saint would not easily approach it. Ye Fan, as the Human Race Sacred Body, felt waves of heat assaulting his body upon arrival.

Flames surged and danced. The interior of the Sun Star was intensely hot and terrifying, a natural forbidden zone where few had ever set foot since ancient times. Only those who cultivated fire-element techniques would visit this place, where the essence of the sun surged overwhelmingly, representing the most fundamental power.

Ye Fan opened his heavenly eyes, searching across the immense Sun Star. He relied on his past confrontations with the two Golden Crows, knowing their auras. This was a forbidden zone; any slight fluctuation would surely be detected.

"An ancient and dilapidated palace..." he murmured. He looked astonished, truly shaken. Deep within the Sun Star, he saw a palace that, despite being half-collapsed, still exuded an air of grandeur.

This was truly extraordinary. On such a scorching star, Path-Cutting experts would turn to ash if they entered, and even saints had to be extremely cautious. Yet, here stood a palace built of stone. How incredibly sturdy must it be to have survived without melting?

Ye Fan approached, carefully examining the ancient temple constructed from stacked stones. He noticed patterns characteristic of the mythological era. These depicted primitive worship: the ancient people revered the sun, with divine suns and lifelike divine birds carved into the massive stones.

"It's not the stone itself that's extraordinary," Ye Fan murmured, "but the special runes inscribed upon it, preserving the stone palace from perishing in the intense heat." The palace was dilapidated; its roof had been blown off, and internal stone pillars were broken, leaving only a skeletal structure.

His footsteps echoed on the bluestone floor, a sound that carried an ancient, weathered feel, as if from primordial times, immersing him in a unique atmosphere. "This is a prehistoric ruin, truly ancient," Ye Fan sighed. "What kind of history unfolded here millions of years ago, in the Primordial Era?"

The mottled stone palace and dim megaliths still bore their ancient dao patterns, their marks indelible. He contemplated them for a moment, filled with wonder. The ancient palace had endured because the inscribed patterns were not merely formations but also a sacred fire-avoidance technique, a unique secret art not to be underestimated.

"To enter the sun's essence flames and remain unharmed for millions of years... this is a divine technique!" Ye Fan's initial surprise turned to alarm. Calming himself, he began to ponder deeply, realizing this might be a supreme wondrous art. Entering and exiting the sun and moon, and traversing the Nine Netherworlds, were fundamental abilities of ancient mighty experts, manifestations of the divine power possessed by the strongest beings. Could this at least be something left behind by a Great Saint?

Ye Fan absorbed the sensation intently, discovering a familiar aura, very similar to Ye Tong's, carrying the power of bloodline inheritance. "This is..." His heart trembled. Could it be the traveling palace of the Sun Saint Emperor? If so, it would be enough to shock the world!

Ye Fan imprinted all the carvings into his mind, diligently studying them. He acquired a simple yet profound dao technique that allowed him to enter the divine sun without being harmed by the heavenly fire in the slightest. This was merely a basic dao technique, an initial stage, implying further methods existed. This surprised him. Could there be a great inheritance preserved within the Sun Star?

Ye Fan searched the entire palace, mastering this ancient dao technique. In the process, he also detected the auras of the two Golden Crows, indicating they had been here. He transformed into a streak of fire and gave chase. The two ancient Golden Crows, likely seeking the subsequent ancient methods, might be just ahead.

Just as Ye Fan had anticipated, there were other stone palaces on the Sun Star, still incomplete. What should have been a single magnificent grand palace had been dispersed, scattered across various locations. He found a second ancient temple, paused for a moment, committing the dao patterns and fire-controlling divine technique to memory, then continued his pursuit while pondering and comprehending them.

"There are actually so many grand palaces..." Later, Ye Fan was stunned, having discovered more than a dozen palaces. The fire-element dao techniques he found grew increasingly complex and profound, their power becoming evident. These techniques allowed one to harness the power of the entire Sun Star for personal use. If someone cultivating the Sun Holy Scripture were here, they would be practically invincible.

"Right," Ye Fan realized, "this is the nascent form of the Sun Ancient Scripture, the initial stages of the Human Race Saint Emperor's comprehension, recorded one by one." Understanding this, Ye Fan stopped trying to forcibly comprehend everything. Instead, he simply walked along this path, slowly savoring and sensing the thoughts of the Human Race Saint Emperor when he was creating his dao.

Some ancient palaces were completely destroyed, leaving only their foundations; others had only a few megaliths remaining, their subsequent dao methods lost long ago. Though no complete method remained, Ye Fan grasped the dao realm it represented: the essence of fire control, ascending to a supreme technique for wielding the universe's origin. Different people, different daos; every Dao Prover has their own unique path. This was his deepest realization after his insights.

Along this journey, he operated the Fire Control Technique, then began to activate several ancient scriptures, evolving his own methods and fusing them into a single entity. He began from the Golden Circle, his true body transforming into a dragon-shaped curve, then manifesting both his Dao Self and Past Self, becoming the yin and yang poles, allowing his divine form to approach perfection.

In the end, he no longer pursued the Saint Emperor's dao techniques. As he passed through the stone palaces, he merely used the path to comprehend his own methods, his entire body radiating brilliant light. Within him, several ancient scriptures operated simultaneously, emitting grand celestial sounds, making him appear sacred and solemn, like an immortal king descending to the mortal realm.

His flesh flowed with precious radiance; every inch of his being was filled with immense power. Ye Fan's body shimmered, constantly transforming. The sound of golden blood flowing within him resembled thunder, roaring so loudly that anyone standing nearby would likely be stunned unconscious. It was hard to imagine such power, which explained why his physical body was so incredibly formidable, capable of shattering a saint's physique.

Ye Fan walked slowly, his feet wading through the essence flames, like a true dragon leaping into the sky, almost ethereal. His transformations were unique: at one moment he would become the golden curve, at another his true body, while on either side, his Past Self and Dao Self manifested as yin and yang poles, striding in parallel. This was a vessel of the Great Dao!

At this moment, a small golden figure stepped out from his forehead, inhaling the sun's essence flames and absorbing vital energy from all directions, refining its brilliant form. Beyond his divine form, his primordial spirit sought to break free, transforming into the "One that escaped," shattering the universe's shackles and transcending.

At this moment, Ye Fan ceased attempting to restore the Human Race Saint Emperor's fire techniques and great dao. Instead, he continuously comprehended himself, gaining immense insights. Within him, the five great secret realms resonated in unison, as if emitting immortal sounds. His physical body was undergoing metamorphosis, acquiring faint traces of saintly might. His divine sense became increasingly refined, emitting dazzling golden light, pure and unblemished.

At this point, Ye Fan was transcendent, temporarily forgetting everything else. His physical body strode forward, while the golden figure sat cross-legged before his glabella. The two became one, like a deity. His true form continuously transformed amidst the golden patterns, serving as the vessel of the Great Dao, while the golden figure *was* the Dao! He drew upon the endless essence flames within the Sun Star to cleanse himself. His entire being became clear and bright, growing increasingly powerful and miraculously extraordinary, shrouded in the aura of a saint and the glow of immortality.

He had originally come to hunt down the two ancient Golden Crows, but unexpectedly encountered this opportunity, allowing his body and mind to undergo a tempering process. This was an accumulation and settling of his cultivation realm. Relying on the Evolution Fluid, Ye Fan's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds over the past two years, with his strength increasing somewhat rapidly. Now, with this encounter, it was as if he had experienced millions of years, manifesting a divine form, comprehending the dao, and reflecting. He consolidated his Dao fruit and solidified his Dao foundation. Looking back, the path he had traveled was clearly visible, every step firm.

"I need to use the Evolution Fluid cautiously from now on..." Ye Fan murmured to himself. The journey wasn't long, but it deeply moved him. Witnessing the footprints of the ancient Great Emperors, he too left behind some shining impressions.

Much later, he calmed down. Ahead, a magnificent grand palace appeared, relatively well-preserved. For endless ages, it had stood unyielding, ancient and mottled, bathed in the sun's essence flames, exuding an an aura of eternal vicissitude.

The Sun Ancient Temple! Ye Fan saw these characters, written in divine script, a universal language among all races that existed since before the Primordial Era, rumored to have been created by gods. "This is a divine temple abandoned by the Sun Saint Emperor," Ye Fan mused. "He came to the Big Dipper Star Region long ago, even at that time..." The Sun Saint Emperor possessed boundless magic power and vast divine abilities. Legends said his footprints were left in many star regions, and there were also anecdotes in the Big Dipper.

The grand palace had no lethal restrictions, but it emanated a majestic aura, an oppressive dignity that spontaneously instilled awe, making it difficult to breathe. This place did not have any special runes laid down by a Great Emperor. Instead, it bore some mythological markings carved by later generations, which remained perfectly preserved and immensely grand.

The fire-controlling dao techniques and formations contained within those patterns were even more profound. The two ancient Golden Crows were inside the palace, appearing very agitated. "This is a traveling palace of the Sun Saint Emperor. Carefully memorize these patterns; perhaps they will lead us to clues about the Undying Fusang Divine Tree, which is what our clan's Great Emperor desires most."

This location was already near the sun's core, where essence flames raged ferociously. Yet, the majestic stone palace floated resiliently, having never been destroyed since ancient times. Ordinary saints could not reach this place, as they would be burned to ashes. The two Golden Crows, born of fire, were naturally fearless of essence flames, and thus remained unharmed.

"Oh, there's a teleportation array here, forming a mysterious spatial gate. Where does it lead?" one Golden Crow exclaimed in surprise, discovering a patch of golden patterns within the magnificent grand palace. They quickly activated the array platform. A golden portal opened wide, like a dazzling immortal gate, emitting thousands of auspicious rays of light.

"That's... it leads to the interior of the Sun Star. What? There's a person there... he's in deep slumber!" The two ancient Golden Crows instantly changed expression. They had never imagined that at the end of this ancient teleportation array, there would be such an unfathomable existence. "Could this be... a deity from the mythological era?" Their lips trembled, and their bodies shook, as they sensed an overwhelming, supreme aura slowly emanating.

In the deepest part of the Sun Star, a person was dormant, in deep slumber! This was beyond their imagination. Although the surrounding fire was scorching, they felt a chilling cold throughout their bodies. They slowly withdrew their magic power, afraid of disturbing that being or making the spatial gate disappear, remaining silent for a long time.

"This is a prehistoric ruin. What kind of person is that? We must return to the Fire Sang Star and report to the Great Emperor. There might be a huge secret here."

"Hmm, we heard that human Sacred Body brat is looking for us. We'll have to be careful when we go out, especially since our clan's reinforcing experts were annihilated."

"Sacred Body, my foot! When our clan's supreme Highness arrives, a single golden divine feather shed by him could kill that brat dozens of times!"

"The taste of sacred blood... I've always looked forward to it. It won't be too late to take his head after our clan truly descends upon this ancient star."

The two ancient Golden Crows spoke resentfully, unaware that Ye Fan had already arrived just outside the palace.