Chapter 1328: Bloodline Key

Chapter 1330: The Bloodline Key

Inside the second small jade bottle, golden radiance and vibrant red light intersected, creating a dazzling and divinely pure spectacle. This was, astonishingly, blood that was both golden and crimson, merging into a brilliant glow that illuminated an eternal divine halo. Holding it felt like standing beneath the vast sky, transforming into an Immortal King, enveloped by various immortal splendors, adorned with a divine halo, and becoming the supreme being of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. It was incredibly peculiar; the small jade bottle, no taller than a thumb, emitted such intersecting immortal light and exuded an immense, majestic aura, as if a true, invincible Sacred Body was being resurrected. The shimmering golden light intensified Ye Fan's surging blood, while the vibrant crimson glow filled him with an inexplicable shock. This small jade bottle was even more remarkable than the first, truly an invaluable divine treasure!

Besides these, there was a third small jade bottle. Its crystal-clear container held a vivid red liquid that was neither dazzling nor radiating immense divine light; instead, it was peaceful and serene. The small jade bottle was translucent and shimmering, with the liquid inside clearly visible. This was the only blood that did not glow, appearing ordinary yet emitting an approachable aura. The crimson blood in the bottle did not emit any powerful fluctuations or astonishing energy; yet, holding it made one feel a profound sense of tranquility and clarity in mind and body. Moreover, these vibrant red liquids coalesced into a humanoid shape, like a thumb-sized immortal elixir figure, warm and luminous. The third small jade bottle was undoubtedly even more extraordinary, yet no special power could be perceived from it. No matter how closely it was observed, it remained calm and peaceful, without any immortal radiance.

"Returning to simplicity!" These four words appeared in Ye Fan's mind. The Sacred Body, in pursuit of the Grand Perfection realm, would transform its blood into this state, shedding all golden light to become this vibrant crimson. Regardless of how potent the first two types of blood were or how astonishing their fluctuations, the moment Ye Fan grasped the third small jade bottle, he instantly felt a profound calm. The restless golden blood within his body, which had previously surged like a mighty river, became utterly calm at that moment, making him feel as if he were in a serene mountain valley.

All three small jade bottles were left by the Sacred Body ancestor. This was a cross-generational inheritance, representing a power capable of breaking the shackles of heaven and earth! Each small jade bottle was priceless. If word got out, it would undoubtedly incite fierce competition and cause a huge commotion. The Reception Envoy Zhao Gongyi sighed, "These three jade bottles contain an immense power that can enable a Sacred Body to achieve breakthroughs, unlock the restraints of heaven and earth, and re-create a glorious era!" These were undoubtedly the purest essence of blood, the very core of immortal divinity, and the most precious elements in a Sacred Body's entire bloodline. It was astonishing that they had been refined.

Without a doubt, the most precious and rare of all was the third small jade bottle. It contained the ultimate blood of the Sacred Body, rumored to possess supreme divine effects such as indestructibility and the power to create worlds. The blood inside was humanoid, with distinct features and clear strands of hair. Upon closer inspection, it exuded a supreme majesty, awe-inspiring without needing to display anger. This was clearly the Sacred Body itself. To refine such a small container of divine blood essence, one could only imagine the immense amount of vital energy consumed; it was truly astounding.

As for the golden blood and the fused blood with intersecting two-colored immortal radiance, they served as catalysts, gradually leading closer to the ultimate immortal Sacred Blood. These were left for future generations. Initially, one certainly couldn't consume the humanoid crimson blood. The process involved starting with the golden blood, then, once a certain level of strength was achieved, taking the two-colored divine blood. "These were all refined by the Sacred Body ancestor from his own body," the Reception Envoy explained. "They are not only his primal essence but also contain fragments of his Great Dao, embodying his methods. It's profound and mysterious, passed down through generations."

Yang Yunteng took the humanoid blood from the third small jade bottle, its features clear, and knelt on the ground, his voice trembling as he murmured continuously. Seeing his grandfather like this, the little boy also wiped away tears. He knew this was the image of his ancestor, a tall and heroic man. Though fallen, his blood still conveyed a divine charm. "When the Beidou region was pacified back then, our ancestor, regardless of the cost, depleted his vital essence to refine these three containers of Sacred Blood essence for his descendants. He then embarked on the ancient starry road, never to return, tragically," Yang Yunteng cried, tears streaming down his aged face. That Sacred Body, having settled his affairs, left behind the blood essence and made his final arrangements before setting off. Many years later, his descendants found the Fiftieth Pass of the Human Race.

Years passed, and neither the previous generations of Sacred Body descendants nor the occasional geniuses who appeared over the long years had opened the stone casket. They strictly adhered to their ancestor's instruction not to waste this blood unless the Human Race faced turmoil, even as their own clan became increasingly desolate. Ye Fan sighed, wondering what else there was to say. Yang Yunteng remained kneeling for a long time, unwilling to rise. The little boy choked back tears and also knelt beside his grandfather.

After an unknown period, tranquility returned to the treasury. Elder Yang Yunteng took one last look at the humanoid blood, bowed reverently, then placed it back into the stone casket and handed it to Ye Fan. "It will be of greater use to you," he simply stated. Ye Fan shook his head and said, "I have already broken the curse and forged my own path; I no longer need it. Let's leave it for Yang Xi." The golden blood flowing within him had broken through obstructions, allowing him to advance continuously. That blood had transformed into the likeness of the Sacred Body ancestor. Yang Xi, besides his youthfulness, clearly resembled him through atavism. For the same clan and bloodline, the fragments of the ancestor's Great Dao would be of immense benefit to the little boy. Standing on the shoulders of a giant, he could reach an unimaginable height in the future.

"This child is still young; it will be too late by the time he grows up. It's best if you consume it," Elder Yang Yunteng insisted. Ye Fan still shook his head firmly, saying, "For me, it's not essential. I've already found my own path, and once the conditions are met, I can make rapid progress. Yang Xi will most likely resemble this crimson figure when he grows up. Not letting him consume it would be a waste and a regret." Ye Fan refused. This was the key to unlocking the Sacred Body's restraints, but he had already forged his own path and could advance rapidly. There was no need to squander such a crystallization of painstaking effort. Reception Envoy Zhao Gongyi nodded, saying, "This is a Sacred Body key. For him, its significance isn't as great anymore. It should be kept for someone who needs it more."

"But he's still so young; it might be too late," Yang Yunteng said, glancing at his grandson. "Not necessarily," Ye Fan replied. "Everyone says the path to immortality is about to open, but so far, there's been no movement, only the descent of various Sages upon Beidou." For many years, by consulting various Reception Envoys and questioning other trial-takers, he had been continuously monitoring any signs of the path to immortality! "In ancient times, everyone said the path to immortality would appear, but the Ancient Emperors rushed there only to miss it entirely; the immortal path never materialized," Ye Fan said, recalling past events and expressing his own judgment. "Who knows if this generation will also miss it, or if it might not appear at all?" Why did all the Great Emperors of old, the most powerful individuals in the world, travel to Beidou? Because they had all deduced certain circumstances, but unfortunately, they ultimately wasted their years. The Reception Envoy said, "The arrival of that day might truly coincide with Yang Xi's generation coming of age. Who can say what the future holds? However, if there are two generations of Sacred Bodies, what could possibly not be suppressed?"

Ultimately, Ye Fan did not accept the stone casket; instead, he returned it to Yang Yunteng, instructing him to keep it safe. Furthermore, Ye Fan eventually helped the elder dissolve his Sea of Bitterness, guiding him onto the path of cultivation as well. "I'm already so old; I've long missed my prime..." Yang Yunteng said with a bitter smile. "For grandfather and grandson to cultivate together is not necessarily a bad story. Just take it one step at a time," Reception Envoy Zhao Gongyi said, smiling along.

"I want to visit the ancient star where the ancestor of the Heavenly Overlord Bloodline clan is interred," Ye Fan said, gazing at the life-bearing planet not too far away in the starry sky. "I want to go too," the little boy said, clenching his fists and looking up at Ye Fan, pleading. "Nonsense! What kind of place is that? How can you go?" Yang Yunteng sternly said, fearing the little one would be a burden to Ye Fan. Ye Fan immediately smiled, shook his head at Yang Yunteng, and said, "It's fine." He then looked at the little boy and added, "Come on, let's go together and see if that clan can stop us."

Star-light flickered in the cosmos, spanning hundreds of millions of miles in an instant. A spatial gate appeared on an ancient star below, from which two figures, one large and one small, emerged. This was a large star rich in spiritual energy, with ancient forests densely packed and a verdant landscape. Majestic mountains soared, and countless white waterfalls cascaded down, hundreds or even thousands of feet high. The aura of life was incredibly rich, with diverse tree species and various rare birds and exotic beasts roaming about. It was a seldom-seen paradise of life.

However, upon arriving, Ye Fan's expression instantly changed. Although the spiritual energy was dense, the Great Dao of this world was strangely antagonistic to him, seemingly attempting to suppress him. Yang Xi, having just barely dissolved his Sea of Bitterness and begun his cultivation path, felt a tightness in his chest and general discomfort. Breathing was difficult in this environment, and he was filled with confusion. "Just as the legends say, it suppresses all other bloodlines. This entire ancient star is dominated solely by the Heavenly Overlord Bloodline. Truly overbearing," Ye Fan murmured to himself. The ancestor of this clan, who stood at the pinnacle of the Human Dao, perished on this ancient star, causing immense changes throughout the heavens and earth.

Ye Fan led the little boy, covering hundreds of miles with each step as they traversed the mountains and lands. They saw many ancient beasts and fierce birds, all primeval exotic species, but few were powerful, suppressed by the Great Dao laws of this place. As mountains and rivers receded behind them, Ye Fan arrived at the most spiritually abundant area of the entire ancient star. The energy here was so dense it was almost liquefied; even before approaching, he felt waves of spiritual tides. Amidst the cries of apes and roars of tigers, a colossal mountain stood before this primeval land. Lush and green, covered entirely in vegetation, it towered between heaven and earth. Its shape was peculiar, resembling a burial mound. In fact, it was the resting place of the Heavenly Overlord Bloodline's ancestor—a massive ancient tomb, ten thousand *zhang* high, reaching into the clouds. The top of the tomb was overgrown with vegetation. This was the source of spiritual energy, so dense it was almost liquid, causing all kinds of plants to grow wildly.

Ancient figures who failed in their attempts to become Great Emperors met various fates. The most tragic Ye Fan had witnessed was that Quasi-Emperor whose body was encircled by starlight, causing his home planet to die, and his own head to explode. The pinnacle expert of the Human Dao, flowing with the Heavenly Overlord Blood, was known as the uncrowned emperor. His failure to become a Great Emperor and his subsequent disintegration into the Dao had transformed a previously spiritually deficient ancient star into such a lush and vibrant place, which was both eerie and terrifying.

The little boy stared at the enormous ancient tomb, clenched his small fists, and his eyes immediately reddened. He cried out, "I want to fight you!" Ye Fan patted his head without saying anything, and led him forward step by step, staring at the massive ancient tomb. In this place, he felt an overbearing dominance, a suppression. It was a terrifying law that suppressed all Daos different from its own. The fact that this person could intercept and kill a Human Race Sacred Body, and thereby live for an extra decade, sufficiently demonstrated his unparalleled strength. This physique, known as the uncrowned emperor and proclaimed as invincible throughout the universe, certainly had a basis for such claims; it was truly immensely powerful!