Chapter 1365: Crossing Domains

Chapter 1367: Crossing Domains

Jin Chanzi was someone who should not have appeared. Why did he show up on this ancient path? Ye Fan found it somewhat unbelievable and was lost in thought.

"How old is he?"

"At most one or two hundred years old." The Southern Demon sat on a stone chair, his figure tall and imposing, black hair unbound, his expression solemn, clearly wary of Jin Chanzi.

Ye Fan pondered, this person should have been an ethereal being, not existing in the world. Why had he truly appeared? He couldn't understand it.

Jin Chanzi was said to be the previous incarnation of Tang Sanzang, according to *Journey to the West*, but orthodox Buddhist texts contain no such record; it was merely a fabrication.

Yet now, Jin Chanzi had actually appeared, truly a disciple of Sakyamuni with boundless magic power. Even the stunning Jue Youqing was no match for him and her fate remained unknown.

Jin Chanzi on the Human Race Ancient Road was only one or two hundred years old, but the real Xuanzang was an ancient figure from fifteen or sixteen hundred years ago. If one were to forcibly link the two as the same person, it would clearly not fit.

Ye Fan mused for a long time, lost in thought. This ancient path was truly complex, filling his mind with uncertainty.

"Is there any more news about him?"

The Southern Demon shook his head and said, "This young monk is very mysterious; he's always elusive, like a dragon whose head you see but not its tail."

Although Jin Chanzi also appeared on the Human Race Ancient Road, he was not heading for its end. He was following in the footsteps of his master, Sakyamuni.

Ye Fan's heart trembled. He asked, "Any news of Sakyamuni? Are there any legends of him on the ancient path?"

The Southern Demon replied, "I haven't heard any. Jin Chanzi only revealed a few things when he was inquiring. It's said that his master disappeared on the ancient path long ago, and even he cannot find him."

Ye Fan was extremely concerned about Sakyamuni, an ancient figure of great wisdom, incredibly powerful, who had journeyed into the starry sky but ultimately vanished without a trace.

Now, there were unexpectedly small bits of information, drawing his particular attention. Even Jin Chanzi had appeared, leaving him unsettled.

"Where exactly was Sakyamuni going, following the ancient path?" Ye Fan muttered to himself, his heart filled with turmoil.

The Southern Demon said, "Not limited to the Human Race Ancient Road, Jin Chanzi is traversing domains. He has appeared on the star paths of the Divine Race, Human Race, and Demon Race, searching for his master's whereabouts."

Sakyamuni had disappeared for a long time, and no one knew his whereabouts. If not for Jin Chanzi's emergence, people would not even know he had been here.

There were many secrets concerning Sakyamuni, taboos within the Western Desert Buddhist sect. He was regarded as Amitabha's demon shell, and he had fought a battle on Mount Sumeru over two thousand years ago. Someone of the Southern Demon's caliber would naturally know some of these details.

"Brother Ye, would you like to venture onto the Demon Race Ancient Road with us?" the Southern Demon asked.

Ye Fan shook his head. Although the Human Race Ancient Road was full of thorns and he might encounter great trouble ahead, he did not want to leave.

The Ji family siblings and Pang Bo were ahead, and he needed to meet them, especially to rescue Pang Bo from that Great Emperor's tomb as quickly as possible.

"My previous words still stand. If we meet on the Emperor's Road in the future, and you are defeated, I will let you go," the Southern Demon said, star rivers shattering in his eyes, exuding an aura of dominion over the world.

Ye Fan laughed heartily, nodded, and declared that if they truly met, he would show no mercy, but would spare his life in the end.

Qi Huoshui curled her lips in disdain and said, "Oh, you're both such fools. What's there to contend for? In the end, you'll both be defeated by time. You're all failures."

She was tall, with long slender legs, a waist so slender it could be spanned by a hand, skin as translucent as jade, light hair, eyes like water, vibrant red lips, and pearly white teeth—truly a peerless beauty.

On the ancient path, few were as nonchalant as her. Everyone who embarked on this path was filled with fighting spirit, competing fiercely along the way.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan sighed softly, feeling there was some truth to her words. A path of constant struggle might not lead to the desired outcome in the end.

However, with a hundred boats vying and heroes competing, it was a matter of moving forward or falling behind; there was no choice now. Talking about immortals was too distant. For now, rising on the ancient path, strengthening oneself, striving for the Emperor's position, and constantly approaching it was the true reality.

"Drink one more cup of wine, my friend, for you'll have no old acquaintances on the distant demon path." Under the shimmering starlight, Ye Fan stood outside the Human Race's Fiftieth City, raising his cup as the Southern Demon and his sister saw him off.

"See you on the path to immortality!" The Southern Demon held a silver cup, drained it in one gulp, and then, with his sister, soared into the sky and departed.

Only such a man would dare to speak in this manner. To enter the Immortal Domain required immense ambition. How many in the world could truly contend for it?

Above the star river, an ancient demon squinted, streaks of light shooting from his eyes. He looked down at the Human Race's Fiftieth City and transmitted a message to Ye Fan: "Young friend, how about a trip to the Demon Road?"

"There will be clashes. The Demon Race should prepare for a marriage." An ancient voice from within the city answered on Ye Fan's behalf, as starlight, like a silver waterfall, descended and cut off the path ahead.

"Heh!" The ancient demon turned, and with the Southern Demon and his sister, vanished into the cold universe.

Ye Fan returned to the city. On the ancient streets paved with bluestone, many cultivators showed surprise upon seeing him. Ye Fan's battle had shaken all four directions, causing the Overlord to bleed and subduing all the heroes.

In the eyes of the Saints, he was very likely to be the most powerful contender on the Human Race Ancient Road; his rise was already unstoppable.

Ye Fan went to see the Emissary Zhao Gongyi, earnestly requesting the Divine Light Platform. He no longer wanted to proceed step by step; time was pressing, and he needed to rescue Pang Bo.

"They are truly not abundant; there are only a few of these divine artifacts," Zhao Gongyi said, rubbing his hands, with a troubled expression.

"Battling the Holy Spirit for twenty years—that's my rightful reward. Emissary, surely you don't intend to delay it for four thousand years?" Ye Fan urged.

"Actually, it's not good for you or for others if you rush into the depths of the starry sky too early. You must be very cautious," Zhao Gongyi said earnestly.

"I only want to rescue a friend; I don't wish to clash with anyone else," Ye Fan replied.

"Hmm, alright then." Emissary Zhao Gongyi nodded, finally agreeing to give the Divine Light Platform to Ye Fan.

The star river shimmered brightly, and the Human Race's Fiftieth City hung in the cosmos, enveloped by silver waterfall-like radiance, appearing sacred and peaceful.

The Holy Body was about to depart. This news spread, causing all the trial participants to exhale in relief, as if a great burden had been lifted.

The battle in the starry sky had too great an impact. Ye Fan was like a great mountain pressing down on the city, creating a sense of oppression for all who trod the ancient path.

By now, many had recognized the situation and had long given up on the Emperor's Road, seeking only to advance further and find their own opportunities.

To journey alongside such a flourishing, god-like figure would be truly unbearable, a torment no one desired.

"Master Uncle, are you really leaving? Can you take me with you?" Under the starry sky, Yang Xi clung to Ye Fan's leg, looking up at him with a small face, blinking his big eyes, and spoke pitifully.

"You cultivate well here, and we will meet again in the future," Ye Fan said, crouching down and caressing his head with an expression of doting affection.

"When is the future? How far away is it?" The little boy looked at him eagerly, tears welling in his eyes, full of reluctance.

"It won't be far," Ye Fan comforted him, pinching his small cheek. "As long as you become strong enough to cross the starry sky on your own, you can come find me anytime."

"I will be very strong, just like Master Uncle, and I will defeat those of the Tyrant's Bloodline and suppress all enemies," Yang Xi said, clenching his small fists earnestly.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Become strong quickly. Perhaps one day I'll truly need you to fight alongside me."

"Definitely!" Although the little boy said this, he still burst into tears at their farewell, crying very sadly, constantly wiping his eyes, waving vigorously, and sobbing.

"Let's go." Ye Fan rode across the starry sky, departing the Human Race's Fiftieth City with the twelve Saints.

They arrived in the starry sky and lingered for several days before the ancient Heavenly Court's remnant formation. Ye Fan meticulously studied it, and eventually even forcibly dug away several of the formations.

The Divine Light Platform shimmered, its patterns mottled, emitting strands of immortal radiance. Ye Fan and his group transformed into a brilliant flash of light, vanishing from their spot and heading directly into the depths of the starry sky.

"Hmm, the Holy Body should be here soon. He's advancing to the very front of the ancient path; he must be arriving any time now."

"That's right. It's said he crossed the starry sky several days ago. He should be here soon, so why is he still not in sight?"

"It's going to be lively now. If the young paragons ahead learn he's coming, do you think they'll turn back and challenge him?"

For the past few days, there had been a clamor at the forefront of the ancient path. The Holy Body was coming, set to cross dozens of cities and arrive ahead of schedule, becoming the focus of everyone's heated discussions.

The Star Ruins, filled with fragments of stars, resembled an abandoned wasteland—a burial ground for celestial bodies.

True to its name, the Star Ruins had continent after continent floating within it, most of them devoid of life, appearing quite unusual in the dark cosmos.

This was a vast, boundless, and mysterious ancient star field that had attracted cultivators from all directions for many years, drawing them to this place.

Within the Star Ruins lay the mausoleums of ancient Great Emperors. All cultivators desired to obtain the fortunes here, leading to countless individuals shedding blood in foreign domains and being buried here through their constant comings and goings.

Among them, over a dozen continents were most renowned. For years, young paragons had come and gone, knocking on their gates repeatedly, wanting to open them, as it was confirmed they held Great Emperor secrets.

Ruin City, the center of this star field, was situated between these dozens of Emperor Continents, not far from any of the ancient landmasses.

The starry sky was silent, yet this city was always bustling, never lacking powerful figures. Over the years, countless thrilling battles had taken place here.

On this day, streaks of fiery lightning appeared outside the city, tearing open the cosmic starry sky. A divine platform, emitting dazzling light, flew forth from nothingness.

Upon it stood a serene-faced man, and behind him was a group of Saints—some ancient beasts, some alien races—all rebellious, immensely powerful, and emanating a monstrous vital energy.

"We've arrived. This is the star field, and this must be the legendary Ruin City." Ye Fan had arrived, clad in green robes, treading on starlight, looking at the ancient city floating in the cosmos ahead.

"Eh, who is that person? He didn't emerge from a sacrificial altar array; he can cross star fields on his own."

"This... could it be the Holy Body everyone's been talking about? Calculating the time, he should be here!"

Two cultivators returning from outside the domain were about to enter the ancient city when they saw Ye Fan and his group, and their eyes widened instantly.

They foresaw that the Star Ruins would soon become a lively place. The appearance of a controversial figure with terrifying potential would likely be accompanied by great upheaval.