Chapter 1277: Unbeatable Victory

The heavens fractured and the earth split as golden vital energy surged boundlessly from the person's crown, dominating all creation. It was an aura of unparalleled terror. The golden vital energy dispersed the sea of lightning and even shattered chaos. This individual, unmatched throughout history, stood there, surveying the cosmos with a disdainful gaze.

A single person, a Great Emperor, had just entered the Saint realm, yet displayed such divine might, a feat truly unprecedented for this level of cultivation.

"Why?" Ye Fan murmured to himself. The person opposite him was just like him, undoubtedly a Human Saint Body. This was incredibly significant and almost inconceivable. Ancient legends stated that no Saint Body had ever achieved emperorship. How then could a young supreme being stand before him now? Anyone else present would have felt their scalp tingle. This sight overturned all understanding, defied common sense, and marked an unprecedented event in history.

"Boom!"

The person opposite attacked with unparalleled dominance. Their body was tall and strong, black hair danced wildly, and their eyes were profound, as if billions of stars shimmered within their pupils, radiating boundless dread. This was a clash between two peerless peak combatants, a battle between two Saint Bodies! They met strength with strength, unyielding against unyielding. Their golden vital energy shattered the lightning tribulation, causing the heavens to collapse and the earth to crack, shaking the star domain. Their unparalleled valor and divine might were unstoppable. Each possessed an aura of unchallenged supremacy; a single roar could shake the galaxy. Their robust physiques, wild black hair, cold eyes, and surging golden vital energy embodied a spirit capable of devouring mountains and rivers! Both wielded the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, pushing this secret technique to its absolute pinnacle. Through their combat, it sublimated, bringing them closer to their own unique Dao. This was a peak battle between Human Saints!

"Roar..."

Ye Fan's punch shattered a meteor, his golden fist-force surging boundlessly, striking across thirty thousand li. It caused the surrounding cosmos to tremble violently, as if on the verge of collapse. The tall, majestically imposing young supreme being opposite remained unfazed. They countered with the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, shattering the void, their golden vital energy surging powerfully and reducing the asteroids before them to dust. This was a battle between young supreme beings, each strike possessing power unimaginable to ordinary people! Each move contained myriad transformations and numerous Dao techniques. The slightest misstep would result in the complete annihilation of body and spirit; the intensity was extreme. The Six Paths Reincarnation Fist embodied a supreme and invincible fist intent, demanding unyielding courage and an unwavering belief in one's own supremacy—the very foundation for standing unrivaled in the world. They fought with broad, sweeping movements, their fist-force astounding ancient and modern times. Their invincible belief shattered suns, moons, and stars; with every landed punch, celestial bodies trembled, and immense terror surged forth. From afar, the golden vital energy engulfed the star domain, making the heavenly tribulation appear dim in comparison, merely a backdrop. This was an epoch-making and astonishing duel, worthy of being recorded in the cultivation history of Human Saint battles.

As the battle reached a fever pitch, Ye Fan showed a hint of surprise. This person was only using the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist against him, with no other profound techniques. How could this be? The reason Ye Fan hadn't changed his own techniques was to gauge their respective strengths and weaknesses under the same secret art. In the struggle for the Emperor's Path, the strong advance and the weak retreat; those with an invincible belief would never shy away from a challenge.

"Just like me, even the invincible fist intent is identical!"

Ye Fan sensed something amiss. Initially, he thought it was a Saint Body achieving Dao, but now he was genuinely surprised. In an instant, he altered his technique, manifesting a colossal bell with the Fighting Saint Art. Its resonant vibrations gently swayed the galaxy, and the expanding bell waves shattered a distant asteroid field.

*Oommm!*

From the vast sea of lightning, deep within the endless chaos, a majestic and towering figure descended, blocking the Bell of No Beginning. Above its head, a Heaven-Devouring Demonic Pot appeared, unleashing billions of ethereal rays of light, its immense divine power shaking the cosmos. This was... Ye Fan was moved. Had the Ruthless Emperor arrived? But he quickly realized his mistake; this was another young supreme being, manifesting the Fighting Saint Art and directly confronting him. A second individual appeared and engaged him in battle, while the first temporarily withdrew, ceasing their attacks.

Ye Fan's eyes turned cold, golden electric light piercing the starry sky. He unleashed the Fighting Saint Art, and a Void Ancient Mirror appeared before his brow, emitting a dazzling immortal light capable of illuminating countless ages. With a crack, the void collapsed, and the sea of lightning receded. This strike was truly unmatched across all ages, possessing peerless power. For a Saint to display such might was utterly magnificent.

"Clang!"

The person opposite, unhurriedly, manifested an Emperor Dao Immortal Sword behind them. It transformed into a massive dragon, soaring into the sky and cleaving through past, present, and future. This was the Great Emperor Sword, manifested through the Fighting Saint Art, peerlessly sharp and possessing unmatched attack power, it sliced through eternity itself! Ye Fan gasped. The young supreme being opposite had cultivated the Fighting Saint Art to an exquisite degree, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, if not stronger. He fought furiously, engaging in fierce combat with this opponent, delivering powerful blows without changing his secret art. He fully unleashed the Fighting Saint Art, both of them sublimating together at their peerless peak.

*Boom!*

As the life-and-death duel reached its climax, golden vital energy surged from the opponent's entire body, just as it did from his own. It spread far and wide, pierced the sun and moon, and dominated the world.

A Saint Body, another Saint Body! Ye Fan gasped, halting his movements. The opponent also retreated a few steps, and Ye Fan intently observed the two individuals. A Saint Body achieving Dao and becoming a Great Emperor – how could there be two such figures, or were they not young Great Emperors after all?

In that instant, a realization dawned on Ye Fan, and his expression suddenly shifted. Without a word, he activated the Soldier Secret Art, and almost simultaneously, a third figure descended from the depths of the firmament. Ye Fan pushed the Soldier Secret Art to its absolute limit, attacking forward. The third individual countered, blocking his path with the exact same peerless secret art. Furthermore, this person had cultivated the Soldier Secret Art to a point of unparalleled mastery, treating Ye Fan's entire being as a weapon and attempting to control his true form.

The battle raged fiercely, with both fighting without regard for life or death. They fought to the point of madness, and Ye Fan gained tremendously. In this duel against an opponent of equal strength and identical divine arts, he received immense insights. In the final moments, this individual also erupted with golden vital energy.

"Who am I fighting...?"

Divine light blazed from Ye Fan's eyes. At that moment, he unhesitatingly unleashed another secret art to engage the fourth young Saint Body that appeared. It was a grueling battle, one after another, fight after fight. Ye Fan unleashed every single secret art, and with each, another Saint Body appeared. The star domain pulsed with dazzling lightning, and battle qi rumbled. The murderous aura shook the nine heavens above and plunged into the nine underworlds below, illuminating the entire cosmos. Ye Fan fought, bathed in blood, and gained immensely. Each secret art was being fully manifested by a corresponding Saint Body, pushed to its absolute limits. The benefits to him were immeasurable. It was as if dozens of versions of himself were each studying a specific secret art, then competing against him to verify and deepen their understanding of that particular Dao.

"Am I fighting myself?!" Ye Fan gazed up at the firmament, unsure how much time had passed, but all his Dao arts had been fully displayed. All around him, robust, majestic figures stood, each occupying a distinct position, encircling him in the center.

"Yes, it's all me, not a Saint Body that achieved emperorship!" Ye Fan murmured to himself. At that moment, he pondered the true nature of the heavenly tribulation: Did this world truly possess a will, and why was this happening? The Dao, born before heaven and earth, and the cosmos itself, bear the imprints of all past and present heroes. His presence here, confronting a heavenly tribulation that manifested himself, was not inconceivable.

"Manifested according to my own will..." Ye Fan discerned some truth. Within him was an unwavering, invincible belief in his own supremacy. The heavenly tribulation in this star domain had manifested the strongest will, which was why he himself appeared. Battling different versions of himself, each manifesting a unique secret art, offered an indescribable wonder. It allowed him to clearly recognize his own shortcomings and strengths.

Ultimately, each Saint Body dissipated, leaving no trace of their Dao behind, vanishing like dust.

Ye Fan ascended, step by step, deeper into the sea of lightning. There, he finally encountered terrifying new adversaries: the youthful manifestations of ancient Great Emperors. One, two, three... precisely nine figures, no more, no less. All were incredibly lifelike; apart from their faces, their thick hair and majestic physiques were astonishingly real, each standing in a distinct position. This trial had finally arrived, unavoidable. Ye Fan felt no fear; instead, his blood boiled with an overwhelming urge to howl at the sky and plunge into battle. To be able to fight the ancient Great Emperors in their youth and at the same cultivation realm meant Ye Fan would have no regrets on his path of cultivation!

"I never imagined so many Great Emperors had been here..."

A great battle erupted, more perilous than even the Immortal Three Dao Severing. The very fabric of this place began to crack and crumble, as ghosts wailed and gods roared, and all the lightning tribulations were scattered. Ye Fan had experienced all this before, and now, facing it again, his experience was immensely rich. His 'Past Self' and 'Dao Self' emerged simultaneously, fighting in turns. Even so, he narrowly escaped death. The moment he unleashed Divine Forbidden, an opponent instantly reached the same state, retaliating with power that discolored the sun, moon, and galaxy, proving themselves unrivaled. Invincible techniques and terrifying Dao manifested continuously. This was an ancient star domain, where many Great Emperors had once tread, their Dao marks etched into the very fabric of heaven and earth. Great Emperor Wushi, Amitabha, the Fighting Saint Emperor, and the Feathered Great Emperor had all once appeared here... In this battle, Ye Fan fought until his physical body shattered and his primordial spirit splintered, facing near-death countless times. Against the relentless onslaught of multiple Emperors, it seemed Heaven itself sought to grind him to dust. Throughout history, no one, not even the Heavenly Emperor or the Undying Heavenly Emperor, had been able to battle so many Great Emperors simultaneously; it simply transcended the limits of any single individual. Every Great Emperor was invincible. It was unheard of for two Emperors to encounter each other, nor could one person single-handedly suppress another, for the one suppressed could not become an Emperor. In this battle, Ye Fan repeatedly faced near-death. It was impossible for one person to suppress nine Emperors alone; merely surviving was a victory.

As the first group of Great Emperors and Ancient Sovereigns vanished, a second group appeared. Clearly, this star domain had once been exceptionally glorious, drawing various Emperors and Ancient Sovereigns to visit and leave behind their indelible Dao traces. Finally, Ye Fan stood alone in the starry sky, covered in blood. He had no idea how many times his body had shattered, and though his Divine Forbidden state had been triggered repeatedly, the battle could only conclude with him stained in blood.

"Every Great Emperor is invincible..." Ye Fan murmured long after the battle ended. The more he understood about Great Emperors, the more this feeling resonated within him. "I am also invincible," he said softly, his tone calm. After this battle, his will and conviction had grown even firmer, becoming unshakeable. To have survived the siege of nine young, invincible Great Emperors was nothing short of a miracle!