Chapter 1448: Heavenly Emperor Fist

Correcting an earlier note, Ji Haoyue had advanced two minor stages, from the Sixth to the Eighth level of Sage King. The towering Bodhi Tree's bark was cracked, resembling palm-sized dragon scales, revealing its immense age and power. Its branches were full of vibrant green leaves, swaying with a luminous wisdom, each one translucent and sparkling.

The Bodhi Tree, also known as the Tree of Thought, the Tree of Enlightenment, or the Tree of Wisdom, has always been revered by Buddhists as a sacred tree. Legend holds that both Amitābha Buddha and Shakyamuni Buddha attained perfect enlightenment beneath its branches.

The saying, 'To see the Bodhi is to see the Buddha,' was widely circulated.

In fact, immortal medicines are known to live for exceedingly long periods, often spanning across ancient and modern times, having had multiple owners and accompanied various Great Emperors. Before its nirvana, this immortal Bodhi Tree itself was once possessed by primordial emperors and Heavenly Venerates from the Age of Mythology. However, those ancient tales have gradually faded into obscurity over the years. Nowadays, most people primarily associate the Bodhi Tree with Buddhism.

Now, Ye Fan was also meditating beneath the Bodhi Tree, striving to affirm his present path and attain an unparalleled understanding of the law. His hands traced mysterious trajectories, accompanied by deafening winds and thunder, flashes of lightning, as if he were creating heaven and earth itself.

As this secret technique was unleashed, the heavens and earth trembled. It was as if unknown creatures were wailing, and all the myriad great daos of the heavens bowed beneath his feet.

Undoubtedly, this was a wild and peerless Dao, yet it was only in its nascent form. The next moment, the winds calmed and the waves stilled as Ye Fan began to form hand seals, his demeanor now serene and composed, completely different from just moments ago.

"'What law and Dao is he trying to evolve?' people wondered. 'Why did he interrupt it? We can't decipher it.' Everyone looked perplexed, watching intently.

Boom! The heavens seemed to crack and the earth trembled as Ye Fan brought his hands together, as if embracing a mountain. This was the very secret technique he had acquired when he first emerged, and a massive black mountain now formed between his hands.

This was the Mountain Embracing Seal. When unleashed, it seemed capable of crushing all the stars in the sky, its power immeasurably greater than before. Were it not for the golden patterns of the Source Art and the intricate ancient void array patterns covering the area, its impact would surely have shocked the world and shaken the eight directions.

After Ye Fan finished demonstrating the Mountain Embracing Seal, his movements suddenly shifted. His hands moved as if seizing dragons, and eighty-one green dragons merged into one. This single entity coiled around his body, making him appear like an ancient Dao Venerate recreating heaven and earth.

His entire being surged with vital energy, emitting an inexplicable aura. His vitality was incredibly vigorous, as if a true dragon had merged with the Dao. This was the True Dragon Seal, which he had obtained from Wang Teng's younger brother.

The next moment, the true dragon dispersed, and his aura shifted once more. He transformed into the co-lord of humanity, activating the Human King Seal. He appeared to cleave open heaven and earth, create star rivers, and emit brilliant light from his palms.

This left everyone bewildered. Was Ye Fan merely reviewing his past techniques?

With a rumble, his right hand became engorged with blood, instantly enlarging many times over. It resembled a heavenly stele, shimmering with golden runes, and he brought it down with immense force.

It was as if he had overturned the heavens and annihilated the world itself. This was the Heaven Overturning Seal.

Ye Fan continuously demonstrated various techniques. Behind him, a five-colored divine light emerged, and five treasured swords slashed through heaven and earth. Then, a golden treasure trove opened with a sharp ringing, as various golden weapons flew out, battling their way through the nine heavens.

When the Great Void Technique appeared, Ji Haoyue's eyes flickered as he glanced at his sister. Ji Ziyue, however, with wide eyes, simply looked up at the high heavens, ignoring him.

Buzz! When Ye Fan opened his mouth and roared, manifesting a Dao diagram, Ji Haoyue looked at 'Little Moon,' wondering how many cultivation techniques she had taught him. This was the Innate Grand Void Qi.

"'That has nothing to do with me; he figured that out himself,' Ji Ziyue quickly clarified.

Ye Fan transformed into myriad techniques, constantly refining what he had learned in the past with what he had comprehended in the present. When the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist was unleashed, everyone's expressions changed. The surging energy was supremely firm and potent, perfectly matching Ye Fan's golden vital blood and ideally suited to his path.

The Six Paths Reincarnation Fist manifested as six ancient universes, evolving all things and encompassing all sentient beings in the cosmos, terrifying beyond measure.

"'He is evolving myriad techniques,' people pondered, 'What kind of path is he forging, and what kind of technique is he creating?' 'This is clearly an attempt to fuse all ancient arts into one, to create his own grand technique.'"

Ye Fan's entire demeanor changed dramatically again; he became limitlessly domineering, like a god of war, moving with wide, sweeping motions. Even his golden vital blood seemed to explode, almost in a frenzy.

Everyone was stunned, especially the Dragon-Horse, who cried out in alarm, "He hasn't been possessed by someone from the Heavenly Tyrant Bloodline, has he?"

This was the Tyrant Fist, which Ye Fan had obtained from the Hegemon. Now, as he evolved it, it was clear he had grasped its true essence; it was no weaker than the Tyrant Body from that day, perhaps even more outstanding.

He was limitlessly domineering and unparalleled in the world. His entire body exuded a frenzied aura, as if he intended to sweep across three thousand great worlds and furiously battle through the nine heavens and ten lands.

Eventually, Ye Fan calmed down again, evolving secret techniques, dissecting ancient arts, and meticulously studying their true meaning. Moments ago, he was like a surging river, but now he was calm like the ocean, accumulating energy that could stir up waves across ten thousand miles, profound and majestic.

Under the Bodhi Tree, a single person continuously evolved his Dao and techniques. From the Mountain Embracing Seal to the Primal Magnetic Divine Art, and then to the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, each transformed into its most fundamental runes.

Each technique became a single rune; he decomposed and expanded them, refining his own techniques and comprehending his own Dao. This was his aim: to create an even more terrifying grand art.

Ye Fan's movements became slower and slower, yet also increasingly complex and profound. His trajectories were intricate; despite their apparent slowness, they were dazzling and impossible to follow.

It was a pulsation of the Dao, exuding a burgeoning grandeur and also an unfathomable depth like an abyss, all contained within the movements of his hands.

Rumble! With a slight increase in effort, the rhythm quickened slightly, and instantly, the firmament shattered, causing the silver moon hanging in the sky to tremble and almost fall.

Everyone was aghast. Various formations were laid out here, including runes from Source Art and ancient void arrays, yet they were actually pierced through. Such power was truly astonishing.

"'This is a fist technique,' Pang Bo muttered to himself, 'It incorporates the Heaven Overturning Seal, Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, Five-Colored Divine Light, Golden Divine Treasure, Tyrant Fist, and more. No, he is transcending; this is the nirvana of fist techniques, no longer related to those ancient arts. He is creating his own grand art!'"

"'He is still perfecting it,' Ji Haoyue said, his eyes sharp, discerning the terrifying aspect of the technique. 'It seems excessively powerful, and it's the one most suitable for him!' He couldn't help but gasp.

Ye Fan's fist strikes had no fixed form; they were unrestrained, driven by his will. Sometimes they were supremely firm, sometimes supremely soft, and at other times balanced and upright, moving with dignity.

The Bodhi Tree swayed, its crystal-clear green leaves sparkling like Dao talismans. The sound of scriptures being chanted arose, filling the air with peace.

Throughout history, countless Heavenly Venerates and Great Emperors had stood beneath this tree to evolve their own laws and Daos. Now, Ye Fan was doing the same, meditating on the Dao under the Bodhi Tree.

Later, Ye Fan's secret technique gradually became clear, evolving into a peerless fist technique that embodied the concept of 'I am invincible,' encompassing everything within ten thousand miles.

He was like a Heavenly Emperor descended to the mortal realm; every time he moved his arms, it was as if he was pushing the myriad stars of the heavens, rumbling loudly and astonishing the world.

"'It's not perfected yet; he's still striving for the perfect realm,' Ji Haoyue said.

"'The Heavenly Emperor Fist... he really embarked on this path!' Pang Bo sighed softly.

Sixty or seventy years ago, when he and Ye Fan entered the Seven Golden Cities, Ye Fan was already contemplating and evolving his own techniques, creating his grand art, a pursuit he had once discussed with Pang Bo.

At that time, Di Tian had declared that he had created the Di Tian Fist. Pang Bo had even teased Ye Fan, saying that Ye Fan would suppress him with the Heavenly Emperor Fist. He never thought it would actually be created today.

Ye Fan's aura grew increasingly powerful, with no fixed form. It was as if he was lawless, yet also increasingly oppressive, causing the heavens and earth to wail with a deafening sound.

"'It's still lacking a bit,' Ji Ziyue said, her expression tense, as Ye Fan's enlightenment this time was crucial, directly impacting the height of his future achievements."

Currently, what all young supreme beings cared about most was their combat power ranking within their own cultivation realm, striving for true invincibility among their peers.

Advancing minor realms was not as important as making significant progress in combat power within a single realm. The former could be compensated for, but the latter was fundamental, difficult to change, and required countless trials.

While in a certain realm, it was truly difficult to improve combat power without advancing to the next stage. Yet, many desired to break through their limitations and fundamentally transform themselves.

This enlightenment was of great importance to whether Ye Fan could establish an invincible Dao within his own realm, rise above all heroes, and truly become the strongest.

Thirty years of painstaking effort, unmoving, and countless millions of deductions. If he failed now, it would undoubtedly be a huge blow.

Everyone knew that at this moment, Ye Fan was absolutely serious and dedicated. He had to strive for perfection, suppress the Daos of others, and create the grand art most suitable for himself.

"'Thirty years have passed,' someone remarked. 'The Golden Snake Great Lord, Sky Devouring Beast, Sang Gu, Earth Corpse, Great Demonic God, and Di Tian have not appeared. I believe they are in seclusion, just like us, and most likely, the most terrifying bloodbath will occur in the near future.'"

"'Indeed,' another agreed. 'When Ye Fan comes out of seclusion, I estimate those people will also be appearing soon!'"

Everyone whispered amongst themselves. Qing Luan and the Black Bear Sage had gone to the outside world and gathered information, noting that those young supreme beings had been exceptionally low-key in recent years, as if they had vanished from the world.

"'It is rumored outside that the Golden Snake Great Lord has cultivated the Winged Serpent Transformation, achieving nine leaps and nearing deification!'"

"'The Sky Devouring Beast might be in the Divine Demon Ridge, devouring divine blood and bones.'"

"'Ye Fan's fist technique still seems to be missing a crucial element,' Ji Ziyue said, frowning. 'It's unable to reach perfection and not fully aligned with his Dao.'"

Under the Bodhi Tree, Ye Fan repeatedly evolved his Dao and techniques, with the Dao representing the fundamental meaning and the techniques serving as the means of expression.

He had already created his scriptures, which defined the direction of his path. Now, he needed an invincible sharp blade to cut through thorns, clear the path ahead, and eliminate great enemies. The creation of the Heavenly Emperor Fist was precisely the invincible sharp blade he was forging!

Before the Bodhi Tree, Ye Fan's body moved with his will. With a single thought, he could reach the eight directions, unleashing the Heavenly Emperor Fist and transforming into myriad ancient techniques.

Just a little bit more. He was not anxious, as finding a suitable technique, path, and Dao was inherently a long process—this was the way of a cultivator.

The ancient Bodhi Tree was robust, its translucent green leaves swaying, like a celestial book ringing out. Streams of wisdom light descended, making Ye Fan appear even more indistinct.

He pointed with his hand, and various lights flew, shooting in all directions, remarkably stirring up the entire Divine Demon Burial Ground.

"'That's it,' Ji Ziyue realized. 'He wants to review all the laws in the world, comprehend the myriad great daos of the heavens, and create an unrivaled fist technique.'"

This place buried an unknown number of ancient divine demons, each corresponding to a great Dao. Legend had it that this was once a battlefield from the mythological era, where ancient Great Emperors had participated in battles, and the most terrifying and powerful figures were interred here.

Were there tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even tens of millions? No one could say for sure.

So many divine demons gathered here, encompassing everything and containing all the laws of the world.

Ye Fan sat cross-legged again under the Bodhi Tree, activating all the runes and Daos to refine the Heavenly Emperor Fist.