Chapter 1337: War Founder

Chapter 1339: Battling the Ancestor Master

The red-haired creature raised a hand, and the patterns on the ground came to life, as if endowed with vitality. Swords chimed, and thousands of sword qi streaks sliced through the heavy leaden clouds in the sky, penetrating into the cosmos.

Without a doubt, this place became a battlefield, and Ye Fan naturally faced immense danger, becoming the target of the attacks by standing there.

Ye Fan did not flee. Calm and composed, he also understood Source Art, and more importantly, he was a powerful cultivator. The combination of both would double his combat power in this place.

A golden Taiji appeared, enveloping him. Around it, strands of innate Dao patterns spread out, moving like streaks of golden lightning.

Countering with Source Art, protecting with Dao principles, and fighting with a supreme divine form, Ye Fan himself transformed into the dragon-shaped curve of the golden Taiji, a manifestation of the core principles of the Sea of Wheels scripture he had created.

Source Art energy surged, and the various patterns on the ground intertwined, clashing intensely. Meanwhile, Ye Fan himself propelled the golden Taiji forward, pressing directly towards the mysterious man.

"Who exactly are you?!" Ye Fan asked. This person might be a Source Heavenly Master, or perhaps an entity from the starry sky; they were undoubtedly a master of Source Art from a previous generation.

In the center of the ancient city, Source Heavenly patterns covered the ground densely, gleaming with an eerie light. Streaks of blood flowed along these patterns, a horrifying sight!

"The end of reincarnation... a soul caller," he answered chillingly, his blood-red eyes like two demonic lamps, emitting a terrifying crimson glow.

"Don't talk to me about the netherworld, and don't talk to me about reincarnation," Ye Fan demanded. "I'm asking you who you were in your previous life, whether you came from the Buried Emperor Star, and how you ended up here?"

It was well known that the lineage of Source Heavenly Masters had intricate ties with the netherworld. Who else could escort Yin soldiers across borders? It was eerie and mysterious.

"My previous life is forgotten. At the end of reincarnation, everything turns to void, everything will conclude... I am here to guide you to your rightful place." The tall body, covered in red fur, resembled a malevolent ghost appearing once every ten thousand years, ferocious and terrifying. Every inch of its skin, including its face, was covered in crimson fur over half a foot long.

Despite the brief dialogue, the two clashed violently hundreds, even thousands of times. This was a confrontation of Source Art, and this person's techniques were unmatched, their mastery of this ancient art surpassed Ye Fan's!

This was a Source Heavenly Master who had long since forged their own path, transcending the scope of Source Art described in ancient texts, pushing beyond previous limits.

"Boom!"

From its palms and fingers, six layers of immortal light shot forth, harnessing the power of heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and stars, and all creation to suppress Ye Fan. This was the Sixfold Immortal Sealing Art.

Ye Fan was startled and quickly dodged. A golden divine lightning flashed from his forehead, and hundreds of heaven-piercing sword qi streaks flew out from between his brows, slashing at the six layers of immortal light, attempting to shatter them.

Clang, clang...

A deafening sound rang out as if all things in heaven and earth were pressing down simultaneously, forming an immeasurable and vast power that collectively suppressed Ye Fan.

The meteor trembled. At the same time, the sun, moon, and galaxies appeared together, and thousands of silver waterfalls cascaded from the sky, a vast expanse of white. This was the sacred power of the star domain summoned by the Sixfold Immortal Sealing Art!

This was an unstoppable, ferocious attack that engulfed Ye Fan, seeking to seal him within. It could be called a peerless divine art!

The Sixfold Immortal Sealing Art was recorded in the Source Heavenly Book as an ancient art that existed only in theory and had never been successfully developed. Ye Fan could currently only achieve the Fivefold Immortal Sealing realm.

Even Source Heavenly Masters could not fully master it; it required further progress.

Yet, this person fully unleashed it, and it had undergone extreme transformation. Ye Fan suspected it was already the Sevenfold Immortal Sealing Art, having long surpassed the theoretical Sixfold ancient art.

Its name alone suggested the power of this Daoist art; when perfected, it could suppress gods and seal immortals. While there might be some exaggeration, it sufficiently demonstrated its terrifying nature.

Streaks of starlight descended, vast and immense, forming six layers of miniature worlds, sealing him down layer by layer!

"Boom!"

Golden lightning shot out from Ye Fan's glabella, and heaven-piercing sword qi was incredibly dazzling. This was a simulation of the Yuan Emperor Dao Sword, continuously slashing and shattering the heavens and earth.

This was originally a forbidden divine art that Ye Fan had observed during his battle with Yuangu and repeatedly refined. Unfortunately, it was incomplete and had not reached perfection.

Clang, clang...

The heaven-piercing sword qi soared. Even after shattering one miniature world, there was another, layer upon layer, totaling six. Even a seventh layer had begun to show traces, making it impossible to break through entirely.

Ye Fan had to marvel; Source Art was limitless. By leveraging the grand forces of the heavens, earth, and galaxies, one could evolve their Dao methods to this extent, which was astonishing. This was a Dao lineage that could look down upon all eras.

Billions of star glows, a vast expanse of silvery-white, permeated everywhere, pouring down to construct six layers of miniature worlds, sealing Ye Fan.

A large, pure white cocoon formed there, enveloping him within, emanating strands of sacred aura. The six layers of miniature worlds overlapped, transforming into a prison.

Ye Fan calmly faced the challenge. Just as he was about to be sealed, various secret arts were unleashed almost simultaneously: a golden divine treasury appeared behind him, his hands wielded the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, and primordial magnetic immortal light surged from his eyes!

Several of the most powerful ancient arts manifested. Even the formidable Sixfold Immortal Sealing Art could not stop him. Ye Fan tore open the silver cocoon and rapidly lunged towards the red-haired creature.

He wanted to deliver a single fatal blow to swiftly subdue it and extract its various secrets.

However, the red-haired monster was truly immensely powerful. Divine arts continuously poured from its palms and fingers, allowing it to summon wind and rain, pluck stars, and seize the moon. It tore open space, sending Ye Fan flying into a patch of starry sky.

A true world-shaking transformation!

In that instant, it pierced through the outer domain, connecting this meteorite to another brilliant starry sky, intending to cast Ye Fan into it and create a sufficient distance.

Many Saints could not achieve this, but Source Heavenly Divine Art, after reaching its pinnacle and transforming into a higher realm, could. The grand forces of mountains, rivers, sun, and moon were all controlled, borrowing all creation for one's own use.

Dao patterns appeared beneath Ye Fan's feet, and one footprint after another emerged in the void, imprinting themselves as Dao diagrams. This was the ultimate manifestation of the 'Movement' secret art. He was not swallowed by the starry sky but crossed the chasm, rushing towards the terrifying red-haired creature.

Ye Fan rapidly closed in, then let out a clear whistle. Strands of sound waves transformed into Dao principles, suppressing forward. If struck, even a Saint King might not be able to withstand it.

However, the red-haired creature was immensely powerful. Various patterns intertwined beneath its feet, and in an instant, stars shifted, and mountains and rivers lost their color. Though it seemingly stood still, it seemed to be tens of thousands of miles away.

The square in the center of the ancient city was covered with Source Heavenly patterns, forming an ultimate formation. Even with Ye Fan's peerless attack power, he could not break through; he was kept at a distance.

The only fortunate thing was that he understood Source Art and did not get lost here. With every step, an illusion vanished, and he charged inward, constantly drawing closer.

Of course, Ye Fan could not be as swift as the red-haired creature. This place held profound mysteries that captured the essence of creation, having been laid out by a peerless Source Art master over many years. He sometimes had to pause to ponder methods of breaking through.

He even encountered fatal dangers several times when the ancient Source Art formation revived. This place could absolutely kill unparalleled masters!

This was a fierce battle Ye Fan encountered on the ancient starry road, proving difficult to win for a long time. Any person unfamiliar with Source Art would have already perished.

Ye Fan believed that even several Saint Kings combined could not break through this ancient formation. This was definitely the crystallization of Source Art's painstaking efforts. After experiencing several calamities, he became even more cautious.

Suddenly, the red-haired creature muttered, its blood-red eyes flickering, sinister and eerie. The laws and Dao patterns of this world became even denser, and a vast fluctuation came from outside the domain.

Ye Fan looked up, and his heart instantly skipped a beat. This was too powerful! It was a cluster of meteorites, vast and boundless, flying in together, like heavenly beings ascending!

What an immense power this was; it could absolutely destroy the fragment of the star they were on. Both the ancient city and the netherworld would be obliterated into dust.

Ye Fan was confident in his ability to shatter individual meteorites, but this cluster of meteorites was absolutely different; they were arranged in a strange pattern.

"That's... a manifestation enhanced by Source Art. Though infinitely distant, the magical patterns have already been inscribed upon them!" His heart sank.

The brilliant meteorites flew in, arranging themselves into Dao diagrams, like a scattering of misty rain, or falling blossoms, possessing a tragically beautiful aesthetic.

Ye Fan let out a Daoist shout. Streaks of patterns spread around him, dazzling brilliantly, rising to meet the high heavens, and various Dao arts were unleashed simultaneously.

The Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, Golden Divine Treasury, Primordial Magnetic Immortal Light, and other arts were all unleashed. He also unfurled his anomaly, integrating offense and defense, and fought fiercely against the red-haired creature.

Various Dao sounds erupted ceaselessly. Brilliant light completely swept through the area. The dark mist was completely refined, and both the Yin soldiers and the two Saint-level generals were reduced to dust, ceasing to exist.

Ye Fan's entire body glowed, like a blazing sun falling into snow, melting the ice kingdom. The netherworld was almost completely evaporated, all ghostly energy dissipated, and the city instantly disintegrated.

For so many years, this was the first time Ye Fan had been pushed into such a predicament. Today was truly a desperate battle. One meteorite after another exploded in the sky, yet the Source Heavenly patterns remained undispelled, continuing to impact downwards.

In the starry sky, a misty rain blossomed. Every burst of brilliance signified the explosion of a stellar fragment, a beauty that made one's heart tremble.

"It's another year for the divine flower to bloom. To revive her... did I pluck it? No, I failed." The red-haired monster's eyes became confused, the bloody hue gradually receding. Staring at the brilliant rain of light in the sky, it murmured to itself, "Who am I? I am... Wu Yi, the Fourth Source Heavenly Master."

Ye Fan's heart trembled upon hearing these words. Even though he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but sigh. He had indeed been fighting fiercely against an ancestor master of the Source Heaven lineage.

"Boom!"

He continuously broke through the formations with a roaring sound. The extraterrestrial meteorites successively exploded, and the formation patterns on the square also continuously disintegrated. He charged forward rapidly.

Ye Fan had fought fiercely against the Fourth Generation Ancestor Master, and this battle finally drew to a close.

Because Wu Yi's mind was dazed and he no longer controlled the Source Heavenly patterns, the stalemate was broken. Various magical patterns disintegrated one after another, leaving only the meteorites in the sky blooming like fireworks.

Ye Fan destroyed the ancient formation and ceased his attack. Golden blood trickled down his body. After years of battling across the starry sky, few could injure him.

In this fierce fight against the Ancestor Master, his body sustained injuries. Wu Yi was definitely capable of killing Saint Kings. By leveraging the grand forces of the heavens, earth, and galaxies, he could lay down world-shaking Source Heavenly patterns, making his strength terrifying.

Wu Yi seemed to have exhausted all his essence, qi, and spirit, swaying unsteadily. The bloody glow in his eyes completely receded, gradually recovering clarity. He stared blankly at Ye Fan and said, "The lineage of Source Heavenly Masters has a successor."

"Ancestor Master, what happened?!" Ye Fan asked.

"The ill omen was long predetermined; everything is a curse of longevity. The mythical era had not yet ended, and we were forced to open up the path to immortality, using Source Art to seek the creation of heaven and earth, burying one's life's body, testing methods with ourselves, observing the imprint of reincarnation, and building the road to eternal life."