Chapter 1262: Dao Source Foot Washing

The massive cauldron, like an abyssal ocean, seemed to devour heaven and earth. Wisps of hazy light struck its inner walls but could not escape; the Source of Dao was bound within. Under the suppression of the Six Seals of Immortal Ban and the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron, it was integrated and drawn into the vessel. Though extremely unwilling, it had no means of escape.

“This is…” Many onlookers were stunned. Throughout history, there had been individuals whom heaven and earth rejected, causing their Source of Dao to shatter and dissipate back into the cosmos. Yet, no one had ever been able to forcibly seize it. The sheer dominance displayed by this individual was truly astonishing.

“He’s defying heaven and earth, forcibly unifying the Source of Dao and sealing it within the cauldron! What kind of person is he?!”“No one in history has ever dared such a thing; it will surely incur divine punishment. This is utterly outrageous!”

Everyone was in disbelief, utterly shocked by the sight of him reuniting the Source of Dao, forcibly suppressing it, and intending to use it for himself.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura permeated the air. A divine chain of order, vibrant as a phoenix's feather, appeared in the sky and swept horizontally towards Ye Fan.

“Divine punishment! Heaven has truly unleashed its wrath!” Many people cried out in alarm. It was a magnificent divine chain, radiating terrifying power as it stretched across heaven and earth, encircling Ye Fan as if to cleave him in two.

“It’s here. Since ancient times, few have dared such irreverence. How could the Source of Dao be forcibly seized? Divine retribution is inevitable!”

However, to everyone’s astonishment, Ye Fan showed no fear. He raised a fist, striking the sky with a powerful blow that shattered the firmament, effectively resisting the tribulation.

“Boom!” A shocking event unfolded. The vibrant divine chain of order was blocked, and the predicted scene of his demise never came to pass.

“Tribulation adapts to each individual’s strength, always surpassing their limits to ensure destruction. Yet, he actually blocked it…”

A cold sneer touched Ye Fan’s lips. This so-called tribulation was nothing more than that; he had encountered far more perilous situations in the past.

The vibrant divine chain of order vibrated, and instantly, the sky crackled with thunder and lightning. Tens of thousands of tribulation beams appeared, all striking Ye Fan and his cauldron.

“Heavenly tribulation! Heaven is enraged!” No one was breaking through a new realm, nor was any prodigy undergoing a tribulation. This divine tribulation descended in broad daylight simply because Ye Fan had blasphemed the Source of Dao.

Terrifying light danced and blazing electric bolts flashed, submerging the entire area and transforming it into an electric sea, like a vast swamp.

Sizzle, sizzle… Lightning struck in sheets, and billions of divine rays interwove to form a world of light. The entire area was broadly enveloped, causing many to blanch in fear.

An endless sea of thunder descended, and terrifying heavenly tribulation emerged, suppressing and obliterating all in its path. It was as if a celestial deity roared, intent on tearing apart everything in existence.

Everyone’s faces changed. These were all formidable figures, possessing immense magical power and extraordinary foresight. Many of the trial participants hailed from ancient star domains, far from ordinary, and all had successfully undergone lightning tribulations.

Some were aghast, exclaiming, “This is practically divine tribulation! The sea of thunder is too immense to withstand; how many could possibly survive such a heavenly tribulation?!”

Boom! The sea of thunder was terrifying; each bolt descended like a falling galaxy, grand and majestic, radiating overwhelming divine power. How could any mortal flesh withstand such a force?

Whether from the Demonic Realm, the Divine Kingdom, the Nine Heavens Kingdom, or the trial-takers on the ancient starry road, all retreated, clearly distancing themselves from him, fearing they would be implicated.

Many trembled in fear; such a spectacle indicated that Ye Fan was surely an anathema to Heaven, cursed, and likely to meet his end today.

“What a pity. This person’s strength is truly immense, undoubtedly an outstanding figure among his peers, a prodigy of his generation. Yet, it seems he won’t survive.”

“He has only himself to blame for not knowing his place, for daring to blaspheme Heaven and forcibly seize the Source of Dao. Naturally, he deserves punishment; death is his rightful end.”

While some secretly lamented, others naturally scoffed. The demise of such a powerful individual was, to them, good news.

Even those from the Demonic and Divine Realms murmured among themselves. Witnessing such a terrifying spectacle, no one could remain silent. In this world, heavenly tribulation was acknowledged as one of the most dreadful forces.

“In recent decades, I’ve witnessed several trial-takers undergo tribulation, and a few groups were indeed capable of enduring such a powerful lightning tribulation. I wonder if he can withstand this.”

However, what sent shivers down many people’s spines was that within that colossal sea of thunder, Ye Fan displayed not a trace of fear. He sat cross-legged, drawing the lightning into his body. Moreover, a golden figure materialized before his brow, inhaling and exhaling bolts of electricity.

“He’s drawing lightning into his body, using heavenly tribulation to temper his true form. This is truly… defying the heavens!”

Everyone gasped in astonishment. Such an individual was truly rare and would undoubtedly hold a significant place along the entire ancient starry road.

The anticipated scene of shattered bones and ruined flesh did not materialize. Instead, Ye Fan’s physical body, the golden figure, and the cauldron drew in the boundless sea of thunder, using it to refine themselves, absorbing it completely!

“This truly surprises me.”

He had genuinely believed that heaven and earth possessed a will, specifically targeting him for punishment. However, after careful contemplation, he realized this was likely a naturally occurring force of order. The Source of Dao was indeed a heaven-defying entity, embodying the most fundamental essence of the entire universe. As for that vague will… it was rather peculiar.

The Six Seals of Immortal Ban took effect. He used the cauldron to swallow the Source of Dao, reuniting it into a ball of light. He sensed numerous symbols within, both terrifying and mysterious. That vague will vanished, never to reappear. However, the ball of light repelled him, making it difficult for him to merge with it.

The Six Seals of Immortal Ban unleashed their power, completely sealing the Source of Dao deep within the cauldron, isolating its aura from the outside world. The tribulation immediately vanished, and the sky-filled lightning receded.

Ye Fan stood completely unharmed beneath the sky, his clothes fluttering. A cauldron, ancient and natural, hovered above his head, its dangling silk cords protecting him.

“He’s unharmed, it’s incredible!”“That cauldron… heavens, it’s forged from the Root of Myriad Things Mother Qi!”

Ye Fan had not suffered divine punishment and had emerged unscathed, astonishing everyone. Only then did their attention shift from the Source of Dao to the cauldron, which many naturally recognized. The exclusive immortal material of ancient Great Emperors, regardless of time or place, was destined to draw attention, sparking commotion and becoming the absolute focal point.

“It’s truly… the essence of Myriad Things Mother Qi!”

People were stunned, their mouths dry and minds buzzing with shock.

“He reunited the Source of Dao and drew it into his cauldron—can it really be forcibly contained like that?!”

Some people’s eyes burned with fervor. This was nothing short of an immortal fortune; seizing the cauldron also meant seizing the Source of Dao. If they could obtain it, all grievances and enmities would become meaningless.

A blood-colored sword silently slashed towards the back of Ye Fan’s head, intended as a fatal blow to assassinate him on the spot. Simultaneously, various other weapons flashed with divine radiance, striking from the mountains and descending from the clouds as numerous powerful individuals launched their attacks.

Wealth tempts people’s hearts, and this was an item that defied the heavens.

“Kill him! Leave the Source of Dao! It’s not recognized by Heaven; surrender it!”

This murderous onslaught erupted so abruptly, transforming the quiet battlefield into a chaotic frenzy. Everyone attacked Ye Fan simultaneously, determined to stop him.

“I’ve really stirred up a hornet’s nest! Damn it, to be besieged by so many people—what terrible luck!”

Ye Fan unleashed a fierce slaughter. Embarking on the ancient starry road meant growing stronger by facing stronger opponents, contending among countless masters. For those truly embarking on the Emperor’s Path, aspiring to reach the pinnacle, this was inherently a bloody journey, destined to be paved with corpses and rivers of blood, a path where only the preeminent could emerge victorious. Throughout history, all powerhouses fought their way forward, forging a renowned path to the very end. There were no shortcuts; otherwise, the true essence of traversing the ancient starry road would be lost.

“Kill!”

Wielding a black spear, Ye Fan moved as if to pierce the heavens and cleave the earth. With each decisive and swift strike, an opponent was impaled.

Thud, thud… One, two… thirty-seven bodies, all great demons. Ultimately, a total of fifty-four great demons lay slain at his feet, each with their forehead pierced. Those from the Divine Kingdom also shrieked in agony. Ye Fan’s dark-gold spear moved with the speed of lightning, slaying sixty to seventy masters.

It was a massacre! Blood filled the air. Numerous natives and trial-takers fell one by one under Ye Fan’s spear, their bodies drenched in blood.

Eventually, even Ancient Saints joined the fray. Ye Fan raged, his entire body glowing as various phenomena manifested and briefly merged: the Immortal King, the Golden Sea of Bitterness, the Primordial Green Lotus—all fused into one, radiating overwhelming terror.

“Rip!” When he tore an Ancient Saint apart with his bare hands, the entire world fell silent. Bathed in sacred blood, he cut a path out of the battlefield, with no one daring to stand in his way.

For the next half-month, the entire ancient land remained in turmoil, with bloody battles erupting everywhere. Ye Fan faced wave after wave of ambushes and retaliated with ruthless slaughter. By the end, the fighting was so fierce that the sun and moon seemed to lose their light, and heaven and earth grew dim. Many mountains and rivers were left scarred and riddled with holes, ceasing to exist.

It was a catastrophe; Ye Fan’s slaughter of saints here truly awed many. Afterward, no one dared to provoke him or seek trouble. Naturally, there were a few crises where Saint Kings from the Divine and Demonic Realms appeared, but he managed to evade them, avoiding a direct confrontation.

After half a month, even with Ye Fan’s constitution, he was somewhat fatigued. Continuous battles against trial-takers and alien races had left him with hidden injuries. He had slain no fewer than a thousand, bathed in their blood. Wherever he went, powerful figures lay dead at his feet. The battles were so intense they struck fear into the hearts of all.

“It’s finally over,” the Dragon Horse grimaced. For it, this had been an ordeal, fighting until its body was battered and scarred.

They recuperated by a beautiful, mist-shrouded lake, its waters clear and its lotus fragrance delicate, resembling a giant sapphire. Here, they rested and recovered their vigorous vitality.

“What exactly is this Source of Dao?” By the lakeside, golden Qilin Grass grew, overflowing with brilliant spiritual energy. Fragrant medicinal fruits also abounded. The Dragon Horse, having eaten a pile of spirit fruits, inquired of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan set up a Heaven-Deceiving Formation and released the Source of Dao. He observed it meticulously, finding it unfathomable, with various symbols flowing within, containing infinite profound principles of the Great Dao. This time, the Source of Dao did not transmit any will. However, it immediately shattered into wisps of peaceful, auspicious energy, attempting to disperse.

Ye Fan’s expression instantly turned cold. The Source of Dao truly rejected him, evading him at every turn and preventing him from comprehending it.

The Dragon Horse chuckled, “It seems the future is unclear. The Source of Dao simply dismisses you.”

Ye Fan deployed the Six Seals of Immortal Ban, re-coalescing the Source of Dao into a ball of light, firmly imprisoning it by his side, unable to escape.

“What do you plan to do?” the Dragon Horse asked.“Wash my feet!” Ye Fan sneered.

He actually did it. Sealing the ball of light, he removed his combat boots and immersed his feet into this immortal substance, which was as soft as water and as divinely pure as moonlight.

“Wha—no, don’t… are you really blaspheming it?!” The Dragon Horse tried to intervene, but it was too late; the deed was done. It nearly bit off its own tongue in disbelief.

Ye Fan sat on a large, recumbent rock by the lake, washing his feet with the Source of Dao. As his feet soaked in it, he felt a mysterious power surge through him. The Source of Dao struggled violently, attempting to decompose and ascend, but under the Six Seals of Immortal Ban, a peerless Origin Technique, it found itself unable to escape.