Chapter 1480: Flipping the Hand to Form Clouds

## Chapter 1484: A Turn of the Hand

“Who has taken Huahua by conversion?” the Dragon Horse cried out. It had stayed in Heaven's Village for a long time. That little bald boy would happily scamper about, even though he often framed it, the Black Emperor, and Duan De. But who would hold it against him? He was just a child; his mischievousness only made him more endearing, and his sly nature made him quick-witted and clever.

But now, the little rascal from their memories had been taken away by conversion. He might not even recognize them in the future, his master-disciple bond with Ye Fan severed, and becoming a stranger to everyone in Heaven's Village. How could this not infuriate them?

“It was a supreme expert from Mount Sumeru,” an elder from the Ji family replied.

“It was them, after all!” Ye Fan’s eyes instantly turned cold, filled with murderous intent.

He knew deeply that Huahua was bound to have karma with the Buddhist sect, all due to Earth’s 'hidden treasures'. When Huahua was three, he fell into an ancient cave in the Tibetan region and unexpectedly acquired various Buddhist scriptures, which became ingrained in his subconscious.

Huahua was, in essence, a living Buddhist immortal scripture. If people of that sect knew this, they naturally wouldn't let him go; they would bring him to Mount Sumeru.

However, Ye Fan had never imagined Huahua would suffer such a tragic fate. It would have been one thing if the Buddhist sect had coveted the scriptures within him, but instead, he was forcibly converted and suppressed—or rather, subjugated and enslaved!

This was a truly tragic outcome. It was said by ancient powerhouses that it was better to die in battle than to suffer the crime of forced conversion, as that was akin to becoming a slave who had lost his self.

Evidently, the person responsible was extremely powerful, and Huahua had no ability to resist; otherwise, he would never have fallen into such a dire state.

“Rebel against them! These bald monks are too much! Do they really think we’re easy to bully? Let’s flatten their Mount Sumeru!” the Dragon Horse yelled, eager to strike immediately.

“Is the Victorious Fighting Buddha residing in the Western Desert?” Ye Fan calmed down and asked the Ji family members.

“The ancient Buddha left many years ago and entered the depths of the universe. He is no longer in charge of Mount Sumeru,” the Ji Family Holy Lord said.

Ye Fan nodded. If the Victorious Fighting Buddha were present, such a thing would certainly not have happened. The Western Desert ran deep, and Mount Sumeru concealed too many secrets. Was it finally time to confront them?

An elder said, “I once heard that the current leader of Mount Sumeru is from outside this domain, but I don’t know if that’s true. Others say an old monk, once suppressed by the Victorious Fighting Buddha, escaped from his dungeon and became the leader of the Great Thunder Sound Temple.”

“We’ll know once we get there,” Ye Fan said, his gaze intimidating. Through the precious windows of the Void Imperial Palace, he looked towards the edge of the sky, his emotions churning.

Killing his disciples. Forcibly converting his followers. Each incident was utterly malicious, a heart-wrenching and gut-tearing grievance and pain that made him unable to tolerate it any longer!

He had been away for too long. His disciples were actually being bullied like this. If it were a contest among peers, it would be one thing, but instead, a group of old fogeys jumped out. One by one, they used their seniority to oppress the younger generation, suppressing his followers. This ignited his murderous intent, making his battle blood surge. He absolutely had to go demand an explanation.

“Hmm, in recent months, the Golden Crow clan has been very active. Some speculate that Ye Tong might not be dead, and the clan has found clues about him. They are pursuing him to execute him by slow slicing.” An elder shared this rumor, though it had no basis.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan immediately made a decision: he would first go to the Golden Crow clan, and then to the Western Desert. Huahua had already been converted, so a day earlier or later made no difference. However, Ye Tong’s life might be in danger.

Subsequently, Ye Fan learned some information about others in Heaven's Village: Little Sparrow was currently on the run, not yet caught, but in great danger. The ancient clans wanted to recruit the Silver-blooded Twin Emperors, forcing them to join. Li Heishui and Dongfang Ye had gone to the Western Desert to knock on the gates, intending to rescue Huahua, but they were almost converted themselves…

After hearing this, Ye Fan’s expression turned cold.

“Where is the Golden Crow clan located? Where do they make their home in Big Dipper?” the Dragon Horse asked.

“We don’t know their exact location; they are very cautious. However, Golden Crow clan experts traverse the heavens and earth every day, so finding their kin is still quite easy,” the Ji Family Holy Lord replied.

Ye Fan stood up and bid farewell. Time was pressing, and he could not delay. He certainly didn't want his disciple, after being hunted for thirty years, to perish just as he returned.

A group of important figures from the Ji family all rose and saw them off past the main gate. This was a rare courtesy; such a thing hadn't happened in many years.

“You must be careful,” Ji Ziyue cautioned.

Ye Fan nodded and said, “Next time, I will visit with grand gifts.”

Some important figures from the Ji family all showed joy and nodded secretly, allowing Ji Ziyue to continue accompanying them for a short distance, until they crossed the great river in front of the gate—the Ji River.

The Eastern Wasteland remained as it was, its magnificent mountains and rivers undiminished. Numerous currents of saintly energy had increased, and streaks of light occasionally cut across the sky, traversing the mountains and rivers.

Ye Fan ascended into the sky, gazing over the vast wilderness, deep in thought. Then, taking the Dragon Horse and others with him, he directly soared heavenward, heading for the extraterritorial battlefield.

Saints battled there daily, and news was most abundant. He remembered seeing the Golden Crow clan in a major confrontation with someone there when he arrived.

Beyond the heavens, vast and boundless, great stars revolved. In the ancient battlefield, corpses, broken weapons, and meteorites floated, along with various artifacts, and Saints periodically whistled past.

Ye Fan and his group were incredibly fast, appearing in outer space in the blink of an eye, overlooking the vast ancient region as they searched for their adversaries.

Such a large group arriving so suddenly naturally sent shivers down people’s spines, as only Saints dared to come here.

“Have any of you seen members of the Golden Crow clan around?” the Dragon Horse asked.

There were six or seven people battling in this area. Hearing his words, they all remained indifferent, no one responding, unwilling to get involved in trouble. However, their hearts were not calm. Were they looking for trouble with the powerhouses from the Sun God Star?

The ancient Golden Roc spread its wings, sending powerful gales billowing. Its golden divine feathers covered the sky, and it instantly soared into the distance, actively beginning its search.

The Dragon Horse let out a howl, and along with the other Saints, they set out for a more distant battlefield. Only Ye Fan remained standing there, unmoving.

“There were Golden Crow clan members fighting just now, in that direction,” someone secretly pointed out, informing Ye Fan.

Immediately, he took a step, and the sun and moon seemed to reverse. He instantly vanished from his spot, reappearing in another direction, rushing towards the distant battlefield.

This was a vast area, where various powerful figures contended for supremacy. For years, sages from outside the domain had continuously descended, bringing many calamities and frequently clashing, naturally leading to world-shaking battles.

The Golden-winged Great Roc, the Dragon Horse, the Black Bear Saint, and others roamed in all directions, searching for Golden Crows. Their inquiries along the way naturally caused a great commotion, startling many powerful individuals who wanted to see what was happening and followed them towards this area.

This was the central ancient battlefield, where a large group of people were engaged in a chaotic battle. When Ye Fan appeared, he immediately spotted a Golden Crow. Without a word, he reached out and grabbed forward.

Everyone was horrified. This was a powerful Golden Crow, yet someone dared to grab it bare-handed? Did he treat it like a chick?

“Who are you? Are you an enemy of my Golden Crow clan?” the Golden Crow roared, flapping its wings skyward to dodge the giant hand. It shuddered repeatedly, sensing an extremely dangerous aura.

“Who is this, to dare to act like this?” Everyone was astonished and uncertain. This suddenly appearing young man was too domineering.

The Golden Crow let out a long cry that pierced the sky, its voice carrying far. It was trembling with fear. Covered by the giant hand, it wanted to call out to its clan members.

“Pfft!”

Almost instantly, blood rained down as Ye Fan seized the Saint Golden Crow in his hand. With a slight squeeze, bones fractured and tendons snapped, golden feathers flew, and it was almost crushed to death!

Everyone gasped, completely stunned. This person was too powerful; he truly was treating it like a mere chick, effortlessly dealing with an ancient Sacred-Blood fowl.

“Who is he?”

“I’ve never seen him before. Is he a newly descended powerhouse, and from which starfield?”

This battlefield was bustling with many experts, most of whom were Saints from outside this domain. They had only descended upon the Big Dipper for less than a century, and had not seen Ye Fan before.

Of course, there were also ancient clan Saints present. They stared in disbelief at the center of the arena, barely able to trust their own eyes.

“Could it be… him… returned?”

“He’s actually this powerful now!”

These people felt a chill run down their spines. They quickly shut their mouths, their hearts pounding. Each secretly pondered.

“Where is the Golden Crow clan’s nest?” Ye Fan asked, looking down at the Golden Crow in his hand, his voice cold and merciless.

“Rumble!”

In the distance, a roaring sound of tearing through space was heard, and a massive golden warship appeared. Banners fluttered on it, and the ship was filled with Golden Crow clan experts, each with stern brows and cold eyes, their murderous aura soaring to the heavens.

They had heard their kinsman’s furious roar, and just now, the Dragon Horse, Golden-winged Great Roc, and others had caused a great commotion while searching for the clan, which they had learned of. Thus, they rushed over immediately from an adjacent battlefield.

“Who dares to bully my Golden Crow lineage? Do you not wish to live?!” an old Golden Crow on the warship bellowed sharply, revealing boundless killing intent.

The golden warship rumbled, seemingly crushing the sky, emitting dazzling light. It descended like a golden cloud, awe-inspiring and terrifying.

Clearly, this was a super expert, who had been a Saint Bird King for an unknown number of years, immensely powerful. And there was no shortage of Saints on the ship; led by him, every one of them was filled with chilling murderous intent.

Everyone felt uneasy. There was no doubt about the Golden Crow clan’s immense power. However, such a large ship full of powerhouses appearing simultaneously was rare in recent years. Where were they heading for conquest?

“You’re fully armed and ready to depart, a whole ship full of you. Are you going to hunt down Ye Tong?” Ye Fan asked coldly.

“What if we are? We’re hunting that little bastard; what concern is it of yours?” the old Golden Crow replied coldly.

Someone on the warship finally recognized Ye Fan, and a look of terror appeared on their face. They secretly transmitted a message to the old Golden Crow, saying, “No, this person looks familiar. He is… the Sacred Body from over a hundred years ago! He… has returned!”

“What?! It’s him!” The old Golden Crow’s heart sank. Leaving aside the Sacred Body, anyone who returned alive from the ancient road was almost impossible to provoke.

“Release our clan member immediately, or you’ll die without a burial place!” a young Golden Crow, completely unaware, shouted boastfully, his expression arrogant, his eyes icy.

“Slap!”

The old Golden Crow slapped the young Golden Crow hard across the face, making him bleed profusely, and ordering him to shut up. He then quickly gave commands to immediately tear through space and attempt to escape.

“Bullying my disciples, and now daring to roar at me,” Ye Fan said calmly, a cruel smile playing on his lips. He slowly extended a large golden hand and pressed it forward.

The heavens and earth instantly shattered. A massive golden hand descended, covering everything, like a golden cloud pressing down, vast and unfathomable.

“Crack!”

The ancient ship splintered into four and five pieces, disintegrating in an instant.

At the same time, everyone on the ship screamed in terror. Even the old Golden Crow, who had been a Saint King for many years, was horrified and could not resist.

“Pfft!” “Pfft!”…

Splatters of blood light erupted, as one Golden Crow after another exploded, flesh and blood splattering, bone fragments scattering everywhere, as if they had been directly crushed by an immense weight.

“Ah… no!”

The entire ship’s occupants shrieked. All the Golden Crows exploded, and blood mist permeated the air. In almost an instant, an entire ship of Golden Crows was completely annihilated by Ye Fan’s single golden hand.

“Who is this person? He’s too terrifying!”

There were many Saints in this area; witnessing this scene, they were all utterly stunned. Their hair stood on end, and a chill ran from their heads to their toes. Such combat power was truly world-shaking.

“It’s him… the Human Sacred Body! I saw him over a hundred years ago!” Finally, among the Saints from outside this domain (besides the ancient clans), someone recognized Ye Fan and couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

“What?! The Human Sacred Body has actually returned?!” Everyone was shocked, and surging waves of terror rose in their hearts.

The Human Sacred Body had been gone for over a hundred years. No one expected him to return today, so powerfully. His invincible demeanor awed everyone and shook their hearts.

After a brief silence, the area instantly erupted!

Various clamorous sounds arose. The news of the Human Sacred Body’s return, like a thunderclap, left everyone stunned. It quickly spread across the battlefield, destined to cause an overwhelming stir.