Chapter 1384: The Emperor in the Forbidden City

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Ye Fan emerged from the chaotic mist, covered in wounds. Golden blood matted his hair into clumps, sticking to his cheeks.

Though covered in wounds, his spirit had grown even more powerful. A brilliant beam of light could be seen shooting from his forehead, burning and flickering like a torch.

This was a terrifying phenomenon!

It was a manifestation of immensely powerful spiritual energy, already deified, incredibly condensed, transforming into a formidable substance possessing extraordinary and terrifying combat prowess.

With a flash of divine light, a fist-sized golden miniature figure stepped out from Ye Fan's glabella. The condensed beam of light immediately wrapped around it, making the golden figure grow significantly.

This was Ye Fan's primordial spirit, integrated with his physical body, which invigorated his vital energy and served as the fundamental source of his immense strength. The two were perfectly synchronized.

Golden divine flames burned fiercely around him. Ye Fan resembled a tempered immortal sword, finally unsheathed and dazzlingly bright. Above his head, the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron displayed numerous cracks, having almost been destroyed during the celestial tribulation.

This showed just how terrifying the humanoid lightning had been. They were young Great Emperors, each almost shattering the cauldron that was forged from the Myriad Things Mother Qi, the world's rarest immortal material.

"He actually managed to survive the celestial tribulation..."

Everyone was speechless. Such a heaven-defying lightning punishment had long foretold the outcome; it seemed almost insurmountable, destined to be a tragedy. Yet, Ye Fan had emerged alive.

All the Great Sages had arrived, including human guardians, Yin Gods from Great Emperor tombs, Stone Holy Spirits, Demon Race Great Sages, and ancient evil gods from other races. Even these powerful beings were profoundly shaken.

This type of celestial tribulation, this spectacle, and the transcendent combat power displayed at such an age... left them all in stunned silence. They admitted they were far inferior in their own youth.

In fact, few throughout history could compare. This kind of celestial tribulation might be unprecedented, never witnessed before, truly defying the heavens!

All the powerful figures watched, utterly silent. Facing such a formidable Holy Body, their hearts surged with emotion, like a vast ocean churning.

Among the Great Sages, Qi Tian's face cycled between ashen and pale. He felt the most distressed, as Ye Fan's heaven-defying performance was evident for all to see, pressing on his heart like a colossal mountain.

He genuinely regretted it. How could anyone provoke such a person? Ye Fan was destined to become a colossal figure in the future, like an insurmountable monument, suppressing the world.

First, nine Emperors appeared, followed by nine Holy Bodies of lightning. Qi Tian had hoped Ye Fan would surely perish, but ultimately, he fell into deep despair. The Holy Body from the Buried Emperor Star had truly created a miracle!

Qi Tian sighed softly, realizing that great trouble lay ahead. At Ye Fan's cultivation speed, he might surpass him within decades or a century, and he wouldn't stop there; his realm could potentially rival that of ancient Supremes!

Witnessing Ye Fan emerge alive, Qi Tian's mood was predictably abysmal. A hidden worry gnawed at him, and a cold glint flickered in his eyes.

On the other side, the Great Demon God, Di Tian, Fairy Qing Shi, and the Human King—each a peerlessly stunning figure—had tasted bitterness during the Holy Body's celestial tribulation, leaving them deeply resentful.

They were incredibly powerful, firmly believed in their own strength, and possessed an egocentric mindset. How else could they have progressed so far on the Emperor's Road?!

However, today they felt a sense of defeat, their bodies and minds wounded. They had nearly died at the hands of ancient Great Emperors and were almost annihilated by the lightning Holy Body that had triggered the divine prohibition.

This felt like a thorn piercing their hearts, truly unbearable.

At that moment, they had but one thought: to break into the Divine Prohibition realm. Only then could they truly become unrivaled under heaven.

"It's over, right?" Di Tian and the others murmured, unwilling to face any more. They hadn't gained confidence today; instead, the sky of their lives felt somewhat dim.

"Boom!"

The sky and earth shattered. The moment his words fell, the vast celestial tribulation reappeared, even more violent than before, enveloping Ye Fan. It was grand and tangible, making the hearts of all the Great Sages pound.

The Holy Body's celestial tribulation had not ended; it was still ongoing, leaving everyone gaping and feeling parched. What was the heavens trying to do?

This was truly making things difficult for him. Any one of the tribulations Ye Fan had already endured would have been enough to strike down even the most exceptional prodigies. Now they were coming one after another, constantly appearing abnormal and mysterious. This was a great terror.

Di Tian's expression froze. His words had just fallen, and the Holy Body's celestial tribulation began anew. This was truly astonishing, exceeding his expectations.

Not just him, but the Great Demon God, Fairy Qing Shi, and the Human King also froze, their expressions distorted. This was simply too incredible, too difficult to accept.

"Gentlemen, do you wish to continue? I invite you," Ye Fan called out. Though deeply engulfed in thousands of meters of lightning, he remained perfectly calm, a set of white teeth gleaming in a smile.

The Great Demon God, Di Tian, Fairy Qing Shi, and the Human King's expressions turned ugly. Eighty percent of their combat power had been consumed in their battle against the ancient Great Emperors; they had no strength left to continue.

These individuals were too stubborn at first. For instance, Di Tian insisted on fighting the Azure Emperor to the death, almost perishing himself. The others were similar, all exhausting their essence, qi, and spirit in this manner.

"Are you truly not going to come and observe? The true tribulation, the real secret, is only just beginning," Ye Fan coaxed, a benevolent expression on his face.

Di Tian, the Great Demon God, Fairy Qing Shi, and the Human King all wore gloomy expressions. No one spoke. Nine Emperors, nine Holy Bodies—one after another—heaven knew what else might burst forth. They had no combat power left to face it.

"Boom!"

Ten thousand feet of chaotic lightning struck down as Ye Fan ascended into the heavens. Faintly, amidst the chaotic mist and lightning, people discerned one majestic building after another.

"What? Impossible!" Even the Great Sages and ancient evil gods lost their composure. Those buildings were simply too astonishing.

"I once saw it on a broken wall that survived from primordial times. That is the layout of the ultimate Ancient Heavenly Court, which even the Heavenly Sovereign never truly completed!" exclaimed Daoist Qing Huang.

Being the most senior and having lived the longest, he held a revered position on the Human Race Ancient Road. His words naturally caused a great commotion. All the Sages burst into an uproar, each wishing they could immediately ascend to the heavens for a closer look.

However, not a single person dared to move. The recent celestial tribulation had been witnessed by all; anyone who ascended would undoubtedly face certain death. Even the young generation's Supremes on the Human Race Ancient Road couldn't withstand it, their blood splattering on the spot.

Ye Fan ascended, the cracked broken cauldron hovering above his head, integrated with him. His retreating figure appeared insurmountable, as if overshadowing all the heroes under heaven, embarking alone on the path to immortality.

The Great Demon God, Di Tian, Fairy Qing Shi, and the Human King genuinely wanted to go inside and see. Hearing Daoist Qing Huang's words, they too found it difficult to remain calm.

Unfortunately, none of them could enter. Only Ye Fan alone ascended the heavenly path, stepping into the final tribulation.

This sight stunned everyone. Even Di Tian, the Great Demon God, and the others fell silent, which spoke volumes about the gravity of the situation.

This was a vast sea of lightning, where chaos shattered and majestic palaces stood tall, one after another, suspended high in the Ninth Heaven, radiating immense terror.

Upon arriving, Ye Fan was greatly surprised. It was different from before: grand halls stood side by side, with no single one appearing dominant. As he stepped into one of them, a fierce and domineering aura surged towards him.

Seated on the throne was a figure of awe-inspiring majesty, a sight that shook both ancient and modern times. Its eyes, like two fiery golden torches, were peerlessly sharp.

This was, astonishingly, a divine ape. Its true face couldn't be seen, but its physique and the golden fur on its body unequivocally indicated its identity.

"The Battle Saint Emperor!"

Ye Fan grinned, feeling a mix of shock and a touch of fondness. Seeing the monkey's father evoked an indescribable emotion within him.

This was the Saint Emperor who had shaken the late primordial era, contended with the divine being Di Que, and ultimately emerged victorious. His prestigious name resonated across all races, and being named "Battle" indicated his combat power was undeniably heaven-defying.

Legend has it that the Battle Saint Emperor sought to transform into a Battle Immortal, defying the heavens, which consequently led to the rapid decline of the primordial era and accelerated the drastic changes in heaven and earth. He could truly be called an awe-inspiring Emperor throughout history.

High above in the hall, the Battle Saint Emperor was immensely majestic. His true body seemed to be seated in the primordial era, while his eyes gazed through eternity, transcending space and time to perceive all of today's events.

Ye Fan was truly astonished beyond words. The presence of the Battle Saint Emperor in the hall was completely unexpected; he had never imagined the monkey's father had visited this star domain.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Ye Fan grimaced, tasting the bitter fruit. His admiration and fondness for the monkey's father were immediately discarded as the Saint Emperor launched an attack on him.

The sky and earth shattered from the attack, which was peerlessly powerful, fierce, and domineering to the extreme, threatening to smash down the Ninth Heaven itself.

Ye Fan fought a grueling battle, not knowing how long it lasted, before he finally managed to fight his way out of the hall. He was covered in golden blood, and even the cauldron on his head had a hole, a mark left by the Battle Saint Emperor's immortal iron staff.

He cursed inwardly, but upon thinking of the monkey, he swallowed the rest of his words.

"There are still many halls. Could there be an ancient Great Emperor guarding each one?" Ye Fan wondered. He entered another hall, and the moment he stepped inside, his entire body felt as if it would crack.

High above in that hall, there was a figure, divine and magnificent, exuding a loneliness that spanned all eternities. Its back was turned to Ye Fan, yet it still conveyed an invincible posture.

But as Ye Fan approached, the figure simply faded away, vanishing as if it had never been there.

In its place, a massive bell appeared, suppressing the eternal blue sky. It moved on behalf of the previous figure, and with a lingering chime, the universe trembled, almost shattering Ye Fan's body.

This was... the Bell of No Beginning!

Ye Fan was extremely shocked. He naturally recognized it, having personally entered Purple Mountain and seen this very bell. So, the figure who had turned its back to him earlier was Great Emperor Wu Shi?!

"How did he disappear?" Ye Fan wondered, utterly perplexed. But he had no time to ponder, as the Bell of No Beginning was already bearing down on him.

"Clang..."

As this bell chime echoed, the universe and star rivers trembled. Even outside the sea of lightning, all the heroes heard it and painfully recoiled.

And all the Great Sages' expressions changed. One of them seemed to recall something, muttering, "Could it be the kind of bell wave recorded in ancient texts? Tens of thousands of years ago, such a bell chime shattered large sections of the ancient starry sky road, shaking all heavens and myriad domains..."

Ye Fan fought his way out of that hall, only to discover another hole on his cauldron, bearing the distinct imprint of the Bell of No Beginning.

"This is truly strange. The Ancient Heavenly Court is different from before. How can there be ancient Great Emperors guarding it?!" He distinctly felt something was amiss; it was unlike any previous celestial tribulation.

Ye Fan looked ahead. The palaces were towering, and ancient buildings stood one after another, presenting a magnificent and diverse spectacle.

He opened his Celestial Eye, choosing a grand heavenly palace that appeared somewhat eerie and distinctly different, and then walked towards it.

"Who will I encounter this time? They surely won't all use their weapons to leave an imprinted hole on my cauldron, will they?" Ye Fan muttered to himself, dragging his injured body, leaving specks of golden blood along the way, as he entered the magnificent colossal palace.

At that moment, Ye Fan's hair stood on end, his bones crackled, and his body suddenly emitted boundless light. His bodily instincts awakened, automatically adjusting to their strongest state.

The "Zhe" secret art activated, baptizing his physical body, instantly restoring his injuries and granting him peak combat power!

High above in the hall, there was a majestic figure in white. Although calm and undisturbed, it was terrifying, evoking a very strange and shocking sensation.

Ye Fan was profoundly shocked. This was unlike the other humanoid lightning figures; it didn't seem to be a phantom body of a Great Emperor. It possessed a wisp of life fluctuation, as if it were still alive!

How could this be possible? He felt a sudden headache. This was unprecedented; it was the first time he had encountered such a situation during a tribulation.

This Great Emperor, dressed in robes whiter than snow, was as handsome and refined as jade. His body seemed to exist simultaneously in three time-spaces—past, present, and future—traversing all of history.

This was... Xue Yueqing, the Demon Emperor whose might resonated through all eternities!

Divine light burst from Ye Fan's eyes. He was certain that this person possessed essence blood and powerful life fluctuations.

How could this be possible? Had the Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing truly lived until the present era? Ye Fan found it hard to believe.

The Demon Emperor had embarked on the immortal path back then. Could it be that his ultimate fate wasn't true demise, but rather achieving a Dao Fruit unknown to outsiders, thereby retaining his life even now?!

"Boom!"

As Ye Fan entered the Demon Emperor's Great Hall within the sea of lightning and saw Xue Yueqing, a tremendous roar erupted from the vast mausoleum, where the Yellow Springs surged, deep in the starry sky, shaking the entire cosmic sea of stars.

Within the endless sea of lightning, magnificent structures stretched out in vast expanses. In this most unique heavenly palace, a mysterious Great Emperor aura permeated the air.

"Demon Emperor!" Ye Fan exclaimed.

Xue Yueqing suddenly turned around, his eyes incredibly deep, revealing the vicissitudes of countless ages, as if he had stood there for hundreds of millions of years.

Ye Fan grew even more certain. The sensation became increasingly real. His entire body felt as if it would shatter, his whole physique on the verge of exploding, making it almost impossible for him to stand there.

The man before him, in robes whiter than snow, transcending gods, was not merely humanoid lightning. Clearly, essence blood flowed within him; he was incomparably powerful!

Inside Ye Fan's body, two sections of the immortal ruler struggled violently, desperate to fly away, filled with anxiety and urgency.

At that very moment, outside the celestial tribulation, everyone else heard Ye Fan's voice, reverberating through the thunderous roars, sending shivers down their spines.

The Demon Emperor had embarked on the immortal path, representing supreme invincibility. Had he not been old and his vitality depleted at that time, an actual immortal might have appeared in this world!

A Demon Emperor of his generation, whose renown shook past, present, and future, had almost forged a true myth, just one step away from entering the Immortal Realm.

Why had Ye Fan called his name just now? What had he discovered? At this moment, all the Great Sages trembled, sensing the Emperor's aura, each barely able to resist kneeling.

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