Chapter 1481: Stepping into the Northern Domain

Chapter 1485: Stepping into the Northern Region

Ye Fan shattered the golden warship with a single palm strike, causing all the Golden Crow experts on board to explode into a bloody mist, annihilated instantly. This outcome was undoubtedly shocking! Golden Crow blood splattered, and the primordial spirit of the old Golden Crow Saint King screamed in terror. Who could possibly resist such power? Escape was impossible; everyone on the warship, except for the old Golden Crow King, was utterly destroyed, body and spirit.

With a powerful clench, Ye Fan crushed the bones of the Golden Crow Saint he had captured earlier. Golden feathers, stained with blood, withered and scattered outside the domain as the Saint was also pulverized to death. Such ruthless methods sent shivers down people's spines. Ye Fan remained cold and emotionless, as if crushing a group of ants, without any change in his demeanor.

The scene instantly fell silent. All the powerful figures held their breath, not daring to make a sound; it was deathly quiet. Such merciless actions were truly astonishing. That was a ship full of experts led by a Saint King, yet Ye Fan had annihilated them with a flick of his hand, as if they were mere ants! Everyone knew why. Ye Fan was seeking justice for his disciple, and his heart must have been filled with extreme rage. The uncertain fate of his eldest disciple had driven him to such drastic measures, intending to purge the Golden Crow race with blood.

No one dared to make a move, all watching nervously, fearing they might invite disaster upon themselves. The Human Sacred Body was no longer what he used to be; he was like an insurmountable mountain, suffocating everyone with his presence. Eleven Saints, led by the Dragon Horse and Ancient Golden Roc, were mixed among the crowd. All of them were Saint Kings, dispersed in all directions, observing the battle outside the domain, watching for any changes.

Ye Fan searched the old Golden Crow's primordial spirit, discerning the Golden Crow race's lair in Beidou and witnessing many past events. What infuriated him beyond endurance was that the Golden Crow race had broken one of Ye Tong's arms and half of his lower leg, which were still kept by the clan, bloody and cruelly displayed. His rage flared. This was his eldest disciple. If Ye Tong had been defeated by peers, he would have had nothing to say. But it was a group of old Golden Crows who had ganged up to besiege and kill him, severing Ye Tong's arm and lower leg, and splattering blood across the sky. This scene made his eyes burn with fury.

"Golden Crows, your race is tired of living!" Ye Fan roared. A palm strike descended, instantly crushing the last primordial spirit. The old Golden Crow King screamed in terror. No one feared death, but it changed nothing. He disintegrated inch by inch, pulverizing into dust amidst despair and dread.

The crowd held their breath. This was too brutal. A Saint King, killed just like that, turned to ash with a mere lift of a hand! Ye Fan turned and walked away, step by step, into the distance. He was going to the Golden Crow race's lair in Beidou to demand an explanation and justice! The Lightning Phoenix stayed with the Ji Family, while the remaining eleven Saints followed closely. They transformed into streaks of light and rushed down to the ground with Ye Fan, about to unleash a bloody massacre.

Only after Ye Fan had left did the crowd finally let out a long breath. The pressure had been immense; when the Sacred Body's golden blood surged, it was like chaotic thunder exploding, causing hearts to pound, even more terrifying than facing a true Great Saint. This was the terrifying aspect of the Human Sacred Body's physical form: the higher his cultivation level, the more astonishing the strength he displayed.

"It's really... him! The Human Sacred Body has returned!"

"Over a hundred years have passed, and he's returned alive from the Ancient Road, and now he's truly formidable. It's astonishing!"

Only when Ye Fan's silhouette gradually disappeared did people relax, uttering various exclamations and discussions. This was undoubtedly a monumental event, earth-shattering. Few who embarked on that path ever returned. Yet now, a Sacred Body, renowned as one of the universe's strongest bloodlines, had fought his way back. This would cause an uproar anywhere.

"Has he become invincible? He probably hasn't become a Great Saint yet, but he already possesses an air of absolute dominance. Who can contend with him?"

People believed that if Great Saints did not emerge, Emperor Children did not fight, and Chaos Bodies did not strike, Ye Fan was destined to sweep across all directions, invincible throughout heaven and earth.

"He has the Green Bronze Cauldron; he displayed it back then. Now that he's returned, is it still with him?"

"You're still thinking about the Immortal Cauldron? Who would dare to seize it? Aren't you afraid he'll crush everyone?"

"I believe the Great Saints and ancient Emperor's Children will no longer remain in seclusion; they will surely emerge. Only they can contend with the strongest Human Sacred Body!"

On the extraterrestrial battlefield, people were stunned, discussing animatedly, the clamor deafening. Many rushed down to the ground, stopping their conflicts. There was no news more shocking than the return of the Human Sacred Body alive; they had to report it. It was believed that once this news spread, the entire world would tremble. This was an extremely dreadful and significant event, marking the rise of one of humanity's strongest bloodlines. If relevant figures did not emerge, he would become unstoppable.

As for Ye Fan himself, he was fearless. He had returned to seek justice for his disciple, unafraid of anyone. At the same time, this display of power would deter some from harming his disciples further. All murderous intentions and hostility would converge upon him, thereby relieving the pressure on Ye Tong, Little Sparrow, and others who were fleeing, allowing them to survive and await Ye Fan's rescue. Simply put, he would stand up for his disciples, shield them from all hostility and killing intent, taking their place!

Of course, Ye Fan was not throwing his life away, nor was he blinded by arrogance. To immediately alleviate his disciples' crisis, this was the only way. If a true disaster struck, he had already made the worst-case preparations; if he wished to leave, no one could stop him.

"Is there any news about Ye Tong?" the Dragon Horse asked.

Ye Fan shook his head. This group of Golden Crows had only received an unconfirmed rumor that Ye Tong might have appeared outside the domain, which was why they had come here to patrol. It was not true. Their group descended into the Northern Region, triggering many powerful divine senses to probe them. Upon discovering that the Dragon Horse, Ancient Golden Roc, and others were Saint Kings, these divine senses quickly retreated, unwilling to provoke them. Great Saints, of course, existed, but they would not easily act. As the conflict had not reached a certain threshold, beings of that level would not engage in a fight to the death.

A magnificent giant city stood on the land; this was the Divine City of the Northern Region. Passing through it, Ye Fan felt an endless surge of emotion. It was here that the great stone-gambling battle and the Four Extremities breakthrough had occurred, witnessed by countless people. It was here that the White-Clothed Divine King had used his blood to cleanse the Heavenly Map for him and break curses. Too many unforgettable past events had taken place here. Ye Fan fell into a reverie.

The Golden Crow race had chosen the Northern Region for their lair. This boundless barren land consisted of vast stretches, tens or even hundreds of miles wide, where not a blade of grass grew and no living beings roamed. It was very suitable for their habitation and concealment. Most importantly, they had found underground Five-Element Fire God Essence veins, and this unusual fire was also very suitable for their cultivation. In fact, they had once intended to choose the "Fire Domain" in the Southern Region. However, when a small flame tree forged from mysterious runes appeared, their nightmare began, and they lost many powerful individuals, fleeing in disarray.

Passing through the Divine City of the Northern Region now, Ye Fan walked on foot, passing through the city. He wanted to take a closer look at this ancient city, where there had once been both blood and tears, and where battles had raged.

"Hey, who was that person just now?"

"Why do I feel he resembles the portrait hanging in the stone gambling house? Could it be... Ye Fan, the Sixth Patriarch of the Origin Heaven lineage?"

"That's right, he looks exactly like him. He's returned from outside the domain. Heavens, is this true?"

Many exclaimed in shock, but Ye Fan's speed was too great. In an instant, he, along with the eleven Saints, left, passing through the city. This did not mean everyone failed to see clearly. Among them were powerful ancient clan experts who looked as if they had seen a ghost. Their hearts trembled, and they quickly went to report the news. The Northern Region was the ancient clans' stronghold. Many powerful royal families were hidden within its various mountain ranges and great veins. Their power was boundless, and people dared not approach those forbidden lands.

"Hmm, there's still a stone in the Divine City that hasn't been dealt with," Ye Fan muttered to himself. "I wonder if the Stone King from back then is still there. I'll look for it if I get a chance." Back then, during the stone gambling battle, that Stone King had been too mysterious. It had escaped his perception and Origin Arts, possessing life and will, and he had never seen the stone from beginning to end.

"Ye Fan is back!"

"What? The Human Sacred Body has reappeared? He's fought his way back from the Ancient Road!"

This news spread like a hurricane, quickly sweeping towards the major ancient clans, leaving many dumbfounded. In the past, Ye Fan had engaged in a great slaughter, making the powerful ancient clan figures both hate and fear him. Especially those of his generation, who had almost developed a psychological shadow. Even now, the elites among them had become Saints, yet their expressions still changed when Ye Fan's name was mentioned.

In fact, as Ye Fan hurried towards the Northern Region, many Saints from outside the domain had followed from a distance and immediately transmitted the news to their respective clans, reporting everything. Therefore, his every move remained under the watchful eyes of many, though people dared not obstruct him or approach, only observing from afar.

"Over a hundred years have passed, and I never imagined he would become this powerful," an ancient clan expert sighed. "He has forced all Saints to retreat, not daring to contend with him. He truly possesses the aura of an invincible supreme being."

Ye Fan arrived, like a storm sweeping across the Northern Region. He paid no heed, his direction unchanged, his target fixed, heading directly towards a range of fiery mountains. Beneath the ground lay Five-Element Fire Essence, and the Golden Crow's lair was built here.

"Boom!"

No one expected Ye Fan to be so direct. Like a celestial deity, he stood mid-air and stomped his foot down, directly crushing the mountains. This was naturally the Heaven and Earth Manifestation. He stood tens of thousands of feet tall, his body reaching the sky, towering into the clouds. A gigantic foot, like a small mountain, descended, shaking the heavens and earth. The mountain range instantly crumbled. The earth split open, mountains toppled, chaotic rocks pierced the clouds, and utter devastation ensued; it was a scene of great chaos.

"Who dares trespass on the Golden Crow race's vital grounds?!"

Several sharp shrieks rang out, and golden lights shot forth one after another, like streaks of golden lightning, tearing through the void, dazzling and brilliant. This was a group of powerful Golden Crows, including an old Golden Crow Saint King. The rest were also terrifying, their sacred aura pervasive, their presence shaking heaven and earth.

Ye Fan said nothing, delivering another powerful stomp. This massive foot, imbued with his laws and Dao techniques, overshadowed the sun.

"Ah... no!"

The Golden Crows shrieked. They had never encountered such a terrifying opponent, like a supreme celestial deity. A single foot, and many powerful beings were directly stomped into oblivion, unable to escape. This was an awe-inspiring might. With one foot, he crushed many powerful figures, including an old Saint King, into a bloody pulp. Neither speed nor power allowed them to avoid this foot; all were trampled beneath it! This scene was chilling. The ancient clans and the Saints from beyond the domain who had followed from afar felt a chill run through their bodies and their hair stand on end; this was simply too terrifying.

Ye Fan said nothing, immediately unleashing a great slaughter upon arrival. Blood dyed the earth, and a large portion of the Golden Crow clan perished!

"Who are you?!" Most of the Golden Crows had never seen Ye Fan. They shrieked angrily, emerging from the underground Five-Element Fire Essence, staring at him furiously.

"You killed my disciple, broke his arm, severed his lower leg, leaving him bloody. Do you not know his master? I, Ye, have returned!" Ye Fan roared, bringing his foot down, shaking mountains and earth. He looked down at the Golden Crows and declared, "For bullying my disciple, today I demand justice and an explanation from you!"