Chapter 1335: Celestial Divine Map

The cosmos is filled with dazzling galaxies, yet ancient traces of life are exceedingly rare within these infinite starfields. Compared to the vast celestial domains, they are almost imperceptible, tiny flaws easily overlooked.

In such an immense starfield, discovering traces of life is a major event.

Ye Fan stood in the starry sky, observing the cosmic sea, the sun, moon, and rivers of stars. Humanity, compared to celestial bodies, is truly humble and minuscule; a brief lifetime is but a fleeting moment in the vast expanse of the cosmos.

Yet, such seemingly insignificant humans can sometimes become powerful enough to reshape the world, control this universe, and become supreme, omnipotent rulers.

A life-bearing planet opposite this Sacred Body burial ground corresponds to it. According to the calculations of Source Techniques, at regular intervals, it rotates to a peculiar position, at which point a magnificent spectacle appears in this starfield.

"These are distant poles, echoing each other, with stars as chess pieces on a board, manipulating the vast cosmos into a desired formation. What a grand design, astonishing throughout history!" Ye Fan sighed deeply. He admitted to himself that he couldn't achieve such a feat currently. This kind of arrangement was truly world-shaking, harnessing the creation of the sun, moon, and stars. What was its ultimate purpose?

Humanity's Fiftieth Pass is a special place, a variable in the grand scheme. Now, someone has arranged such a massive relic, sparking endless contemplation.

Ye Fan stood silently in the starry sky, deducing and constantly calculating with Source Techniques. Then, he spread his fingers and scattered a handful of stardust, gleaming like tiny stars, manipulating them as if they were celestial bodies.

He measured all the stars and asteroid fields in this area, arranging them into a small astrolabe that manifested a large section of the night sky.

He arranged the stars one by one, dotting them into place. As the sun and moon overlapped, and planets orbited, these celestial bodies aligned into the specific formation of this region at a particular time.

"It's truly beautiful and dazzling," Yang Xi said, his large eyes fixed on the stardust. It was a miniature starry sky, inspiring endless wonder in the little one.

Ye Fan didn't always keep him inside the Myriad Things Cauldron. As long as there was no danger, he would let him stay in his Golden Sacred Domain, by his side, to broaden his horizons.

"Yes, such a grand masterpiece is incredibly beautiful. I believe many heroes throughout history would be awestruck and admit their inferiority," Ye Fan remarked.

This stardust simulated the actual scene of this starfield at a specific moment, meticulously calculated and deduced by him, making it truly spectacular.

This turned out to be a colossal Taiji diagram, with the two life-bearing planets, where the Sacred Body and the Hegemon Bloodline were buried, serving as its Yin and Yang points.

"When the sun explodes and perishes, unleashing all its energy, this immense diagram will truly activate, emitting an immortal divinity that illuminates the entire starfield, bringing the ancient diagram to life."

Ye Fan had restored these phenomena through thousands of calculations using Source Techniques, but he didn't know what consequences would arise once the divine diagram revived; he couldn't deduce that far.

"Is something so vast all man-made? Maybe they left some traces or clues," the little boy voiced his naive opinion. Inside the Golden Sacred Domain, he could speak and breathe, feeling no discomfort in the cold universe.

Over the next half-month, Ye Fan frequented this starfield, constantly exploring. His footsteps touched every ley line on the two ancient life-bearing planets, and he even ventured into the interior of the sun star.

With such a grand arrangement, it was naturally most efficient to utilize the existing natural formations. The most prominent artificial traces were undoubtedly the asteroid fields.

Numerous asteroid fields, discontinuous in their scattering, would connect at specific moments to form a Yin-Yang curve, dividing this immense celestial ancient diagram.

After finding no results at the poles and within the sun star, Ye Fan entered a crucial location within the massive divine diagram: the curve of Dao marks. It was highly significant, perhaps the only place where he might find something.

Suddenly, as he approached an asteroid as large as a planet, Ye Fan's body shuddered, and he felt a piercing pain all over, as if steel needles were trying to emerge from his skin.

"Oh!" the little boy exclaimed in alarm at the sight.

These were strands of red hair, but as soon as they appeared, Ye Fan suppressed them. His golden blood surged, and his divine power blazed, crushing this abnormality.

The Yin-Yang dividing line in the celestial Taiji ancient diagram was composed of countless asteroids. Currently, it didn't form a continuous line; the specific moment had not arrived, and the asteroids were scattered across different regions.

Ye Fan encountered such an ominous phenomenon merely by landing on the outermost edge of a giant asteroid. He focused and cautiously set foot on this stellar fragment.

He was certain that the person who laid out such a cosmic formation was many times more skilled in Source Techniques than himself. His own path in Source Techniques was far from its end.

In the Eastern Wasteland, several Source Heavenly Masters had created various methods in their later years to refine the Source Heaven Book. Clearly, they too knew that this path could extend much further.

This asteroid was pockmarked and covered with cracks, displaying large areas of Source Heaven patterns. Upon landing, Ye Fan felt a chilling aura press upon him. His gaze momentarily froze as he spotted a figure ahead.

It was an ancient Dao platform, with a withered figure seated cross-legged upon it, unmoving. With each step Ye Fan took closer, his body felt a sharper pain, generating a strong sensation.

When he drew near, he saw the person's true appearance: waxy, shriveled skin clinging to bones, the body motionless. It was impossible to tell how many years had passed since their demise.

"Pre-Archaic clothing..." Ye Fan murmured to himself. Over the years, he had read many ancient texts and understood the characteristics of various eras. This was an individual from the Archaic period.

If he wasn't mistaken, it was likely an ancestor of the Source Heavenly Master lineage. Within its body was a Yin-Nether aura. As soon as Ye Fan began to investigate, the figure immediately crumbled into dust.

Too much time had passed. Over such a long period, even the bones of ordinary Saints would turn to ash, their residual laws within the body forcibly dissolved by the Great Dao. Immortality, too, had a limit.

This giant asteroid had some Source Heaven patterns, but they were mostly ruined. Ye Fan followed this ancient curving path, continuing to land on other meteorites.

He walked faster and faster, moving further and further from Humanity's Fiftieth City, entering an increasingly desolate and eerie ancient land.

The discontinuous segments of the Yin-Yang dividing line were scattered everywhere. Based on his deductions, Ye Fan missed no spot, and his body experienced sensations several times along the way.

"Uncle, there are more and more asteroids now. Will we encounter any creatures? I feel like something is watching us," Yang Xi whispered, cautiously surveying the surrounding meteorites.

Ye Fan patted his head, deeply pleased. Such innate talent was truly extraordinary; the little boy's spiritual perception was incredibly sharp, able to sense anomalies, which was exceptionally rare.

In fact, Ye Fan had already sensed it. The seemingly desolate asteroid field was not barren; a pair of cold, shadowy eyes were indeed watching them from the darkness.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Ye Fan suddenly let out a soft shout, erupting into action, transforming into a bolt of lightning as he charged towards a crater. This speed was beyond the reach of even Saint Kings, who could only marvel.

"Awooo..." It was a soul-piercing roar, shrill and grating, immensely powerful, directly assaulting one's spirit.

Five-colored divine light flashed behind Ye Fan as five treasured swords rotated in unison, slicing forward. The humanoid creature was instantly cleaved apart and diced into several segments.

This was a very powerful creature, covered in black fur a foot long, resembling a large macaque. However, it was no match for Ye Fan and could only perish in regret.

"Uncle, is that a ghost?" The little boy's face turned a bit pale. Although his will was firm, he was still very young and had never witnessed such things.

"This appears to be a Ghost Ape!" Ye Fan patiently explained. Duan De had once mentioned this type of creature, which was born in ancient Yin-heavy tombs, transforming from powerful corpses.

It was a living being; from a mortal's perspective, it could loosely be considered a ghost, but a closer examination would reveal significant differences.

Golden divine flames blazed around Ye Fan, illuminating the area. The severed body parts on the ground twitched incessantly. He stepped on one, attempting to read the Ghost Ape's divine consciousness.

"Its former life's immortal platform had long since decayed. Now, only instinct remains, along with a faint, blurry old memory. What... Yin soldiers... crossing starfields?!" Suddenly, Ye Fan was greatly startled. Seeing this vague imprint, his heart tightened, and many thoughts flooded his mind.

He flicked a finger, unleashing the full power of a Saint at the Eighth Heaven. A golden flame incinerated the Ghost Ape completely, leaving nothing behind.

Eerie creatures were left here. Could it be that this immense celestial array diagram was not entirely abandoned but was still being utilized? Ye Fan's heart jolted at this thought, feeling he might be on the verge of grasping something extraordinary.

"Uncle, did you just catch a ghost?" The little boy's eyes sparkled with admiration, clearly not yet fully immersed in the life of a cultivator.

"Once you embark on the path of cultivation, there are no such things as ghosts. This is nothing," Ye Fan said, shaking his head.

A few days later, they approached a peculiar meteorite. Its Yin energy was extremely dense, and the light from the sun, moon, and stars could not penetrate the thick mist. Below, it was utterly cold.

As Ye Fan set foot there, he immediately detected an anomaly. The ground was covered in swathes of white bones, which instantly crumbled into snowy powder under his steps.

"Crunch," "crunch"...

Through the hazy, dark mist, footsteps echoed from beyond the bone-strewn ground. A troop of soldiers, clad in heavy armor, marched by, holding iron halberds and battle spears. A wave of chilling Yin energy washed over them.

"Yin soldiers!" Ye Fan was greatly astonished, his heart trembling. He immediately recalled familiar scenes. In the Eastern Wasteland's Archaic Purgatory, tens of thousands of Yin soldiers had appeared. The Northern Region Source King, covered in red hair, had briefly regained consciousness there and told him he was escorting Yin soldiers across the border.

At that time, Ye Fan, Duan De, Black Dog, and others had personally witnessed tens of thousands of these Yin soldiers cross a river of Yin energy and enter a netherworld, gradually disappearing.

They had discussed where these beings went and what kind of existences they were.

Now, Ye Fan saw similar Yin soldiers again, his heart profoundly shaken. Yin soldiers using a passage implied they were actually marching across starfields, fighting wars in distant lands.

"Source Heavenly Masters with red hair escorting Yin soldiers across borders..." Ye Fan's heart trembled. This clearly indicated a connection to forces beyond this domain. What kind of power did they belong to? Undoubtedly, the Source Heavenly Masters played an extremely crucial role in this.