Chapter 1484: Master and Disciple Reunited

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Although the stones of the Sun Temple were ancient and unadorned, the raging flames made the place brilliantly sacred, fully exuding the aura of an immortal treasure ground.

Jin Yu was enraged, his hair standing on end. His Daoist robe, woven from golden divine feathers, flapped violently, and his face was filled with murderous intent. The complete annihilation of his clan members who had descended upon the Big Dipper was a bolt from the blue!

His blood rushed to his head; his entire body glowed, and his frame trembled. Pointing at Ye Fan, he roared fiercely, "You beast, your heart is so cruel! I swear to take your life!"

"Those who kill will always be killed," Ye Fan stated, looking at him calmly, his voice devoid of emotion.

"For the sake of one disciple, you killed all the experts in Wuchao, staining the earth with blood. How cold is your heart?" roared Great Saint Jin Yu.

Ye Fan's eyebrows shot up. He said, "If your clan had not tried to kill my disciple and maim him, why would I have acted? You swore to take his life; when the young couldn't defeat him, the elders stepped in. From top to bottom, from old to young, an entire clan sought to harm him, forcing this child to have no place under heaven, to spill blood across the sky, and to flee with a crippled body. Did you ever show an ounce of mercy?"

"Your hands are stained with the blood of my Golden Crow clan; heaven's principles cannot tolerate this! If we do not kill you, both gods and men will be outraged!" Jin Yu's golden hair flew wildly, his face contorted, and his expression was terrifying.

Ye Fan's gaze was deep and uncharacteristically calm. He said, "If there were true heavenly principles, your clan should not even exist in this world! Are your lives lives, and others' lives not? You are hideous and your entire clan is cruel! Not to mention this portion of Golden Crows who descended upon the Big Dipper, if your Firesang Star insists on being an enemy to my lineage and your entire clan mobilizes, I wouldn't mind annihilating your entire clan!"

"You... arrogant!" Jin Yu was so enraged that his eyes turned blood red and terrifying. When had the Golden Crow clan ever suffered such a bloody offense? To be so ridiculed today made him burst with rage.

Ye Fan's expression was indifferent. He said, "I never oppress others. If others treat me with respect, I repay them ten times over. But if anyone tries to lord over me, I will cleave them with a single stroke. I, Ye, keep my word. If your Golden Crow clan insists on pressing me, there will surely be a battle on Firesang Star one day, where life and death will be decided. I will go there myself!"

"Remember your own words. Sooner or later, someone will flay you alive!" Jin Yu said chillingly.

"Though our lineage will not bully others, we are not afraid of challenges. If anyone forces our hand, we will stain the heavens with blood and annihilate them all!" Ye Fan, filled with murderous aura, strode forward menacingly.

Facing his enemies, he would not speak of mercy; that would be hypocrisy. High-minded divine lords always liked to stand on high ground and dictate affairs, but they could be ignored.

As they confronted each other, both their auras rapidly escalated, reaching a critical point. Neither dared to underestimate the other, using this time to adjust and reach their peak strength.

By this point, they had already exited the stone temple, burst out of the Sun Star, and both arrived in outer space, because they couldn't fully unleash their power inside.

Jin Yu made his move. Ten divine lights appeared from his fingertips, piercing through the Milky Way. This was the Golden Crow lineage's astonishing divine art—Tenfold Heaven-Splitting.

Ye Fan let out a soft, clear whistle. His hair flew wildly, and from his mouth, a Dao diagram emerged, a Taiji. This was an embodiment of his Wheel Sea Dao, now manifested through a divine carving method.

Pop!

The two collided, and though it was only a light sound, it caused terrifying fluctuations. The old Golden Crow's ten divine lights shattered, and vast expanses of surrounding meteorites turned to ash.

Finally, this starfield trembled, rumbling loudly, like a mountain collapse or a tsunami, shaking the heart.

When everything vanished, Jin Yu's ten fingers were shattered and bleeding. He stood silently in the distance, his body trembling and his face ashen.

Ye Fan's Dao diagram also shattered, but he himself was unharmed, his clothes unstained by blood, his hair flying, and his eyes clear.

Jin Yu was deeply shaken. The Human Sacred Body gave him a bad premonition. This was only the Saint King realm, yet Ye Fan could already contend with him. If he continued to grow at this rate... Jin Yu truly dared not imagine. In the future, he would undoubtedly be the most terrifying enemy of the Golden Crow lineage!

The only thing that reassured him was that their Emperor would emerge from seclusion sooner or later. At that time, he would undoubtedly sweep across the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.

Jin Yu flapped his wings, revealing his true form. A massive Golden Crow appeared behind him, resembling a golden mountain carved into existence, its light dazzling and its pressure overwhelming.

The Golden Crow let out a long cry, shattering many surrounding meteorites. Nearby small stars exploded. It roared through heaven and earth, making the sun and moon tremble, and instantly pounced.

Ye Fan was fearless, standing his ground. He moved his arms, unleashing his own technique. His palms and fingers traced inexplicable trajectories, and a precious mirror appeared above his head, radiating dazzling light.

With a hum, the precious mirror erupted with brilliant light, emitting blinding rays, which surged towards the Golden Crow, causing golden divine feathers to scatter and blood to drip.

Clang!

Next, as Ye Fan moved his hands, an immortal sword appeared, with a dragon's head as its blade and a dragon's tail as its hilt. It radiated the most brilliant glow in the world, sweeping away all obstacles and cleaving downwards instantly.

With a "thud," the Golden Crow's head was severed, and its body ripped into four pieces, bleeding profusely, shattered beneath the sky.

This was Ye Fan's method and Dao, where he refined the Dou Character Secret into his own. He consecutively manifested the Void Mirror and the Grand Emperor Sword, traversing ten thousand miles and engulfing the Milky Way with his aura.

On the other side, Great Saint Jin Yu's body swayed. His true form was implicated as his dharma body was slain. He coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, his form trembling, and he retreated an unknown distance before he could stabilize himself.

"Only a Great Saint in the middle or late stage can suppress you," Jin Yu said, his expression cold, his Daoist robe stained with blood, and a flicker of cruelty in his eyes.

He suddenly let out a long cry. His forehead bone emitted a soaring light, and a fist-sized Golden Crow flew out, illuminating the dark universe. Holding a special weapon, it charged at Ye Fan.

A wisp of Emperor's aura permeated the air, carrying an unparalleled terrifying fluctuation, as if the entire universe were collapsing, rumbling and destroying all things.

Ye Fan's expression changed for the first time. This was indeed a wisp of Emperor's aura, terrifying beyond measure. Ordinary Saint Kings and initial-stage Great Saints would undoubtedly turn into dust if they encountered it; they couldn't block it at all.

The fist-sized Golden Crow was Jin Yu's primordial spirit. It held a precious fan, and the dozen or so golden feathers on it were too dazzling, making one feel suffocated. The divine power emanated precisely from them.

Ye Fan instantly knew what it was: Quasi-Emperor divine feathers, their might suppressing heaven and earth. They had been refined into a weapon; it was extraordinary. Even a Great Saint would surely die if they tried to confront it directly.

Jin Yu's eyes were cold and sinister, revealing a cruel smile, as if he saw Ye Fan being torn to pieces. Only by fully activating this weapon with his primordial spirit could its terrifying, unparalleled power be unleashed.

However, his smile soon froze.

With a soft clang, Ye Fan drew a dark red killing sword from his back. He instantly cleaved downwards, and vast sword energy, like a hanging galaxy, descended and engulfed the universe.

Crack!

The dozen or so golden divine feathers snapped instantly and then violently exploded. The fist-sized Golden Crow primordial spirit was filled with terror, utterly unable to escape this calamity.

Under the dual impact of the exploding golden divine feathers and the sword energy, it didn't even have time to shriek before it directly turned into dust, its spirit annihilated in the cold universe.

Behind him, Jin Yu's true body suddenly lost control, stood there like a wooden stake, and then crashed down.

Then, golden light erupted, and he revealed his true form: a massive Golden Crow lay across the universe. Its physical body was undamaged, but its primordial spirit had been killed, leaving only its form.

Ye Fan extended a large hand, grabbing the massive Golden Crow. He then used a Daoist technique to shrink it, and rushed towards the Sun Star as if carrying a wild duck.

Little Sparrow was very uneasy, but upon finally seeing Ye Fan, she immediately brightened up. All her tension vanished.

"Is that Great Saint Golden Crow?" Her mouth rounded in surprise.

Dragon Horse, Golden Lion, Black Bear Saint, and others showed unusual expressions in their eyes. In their opinion, this was undoubtedly a great tonic, the rarest delicacy in the world.

Ye Fan nodded, showing a gentle smile to reassure Little Sparrow. He led everyone back into the stone temple, stepping into the formation, where raging flames immediately soared and chaotic qi swirled.

On the other side of the formation, Ye Fan again saw the light cocoon. Duan De was sleeping within it, still not awake, and the Heaven Swallowing Cover was hidden in the darkness.

This place had a damaged Emperor-level formation. Protected by the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Cover, even a Great Saint couldn't force their way through.

"Ye Tong!" Little Sparrow exclaimed in delight.

Ye Fan felt relieved. His eldest disciple had indeed hidden here, though in poor condition and in a deep slumber. Besides him, there was another person: Little Tingting.

The two had somehow passed through the damaged formation and were close to Duan De's cocoon. It was precisely because of this that Great Saint Jin Yu had been stopped.

Ye Tong sat cross-legged, enveloped by solar essence, motionless, as if in meditative death, which was somewhat unsettling. On the other side, Jiang Ting sat with a solemn and majestic demeanor, wisps of lunar qi emanating from her entire body. They sat facing each other, about ten feet apart.

One could see wisps of vitality spreading from Jiang Ting, flowing into Ye Tong's body, replenishing his life energy.

Furthermore, what was most peculiar was that as the two cultivated, Lunar and Solar energies naturally radiated, merging into a chaotic expanse within the ten-foot distance between them, forming a Dao diagram.

"Lunar and Solar, which is weaker, which is stronger? When Yin and Yang complement each other, one reigns supreme in the world," Ye Fan murmured to himself.

Both of these individuals possessed physiques rarely seen throughout the ages. Any one of them, upon venturing out, would shake the world and be a rarity for thousands of generations. As long as they cultivated to a profound realm, they would undoubtedly be among the strongest in the universe.

The Solar Ancient Emperor and the Lunar Ancient Emperor were proof enough!

"When the two merge, giving birth to chaos, how terrifying would a true Chaotic Body be?" Ye Fan's thoughts drifted for a moment.

Immediately after, his mind became clear and calm. There had always been legends of the flawless Chaotic Body from the mythical era, but none had ever been seen until now.

"Ye Tong is severely injured," Little Sparrow whispered. No sooner had she spoken than her own body swayed, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Ye Fan sensed an aura—it was the power of Buddhism, scattered throughout Little Sparrow's limbs and bones, normally suppressed by her and unable to cause trouble. But upon seeing him today, Little Sparrow's mind relaxed, and the power instantly flared up, becoming unrestrainable.

"Such powerful and pure Buddhist energy! If an ordinary person is struck and then subjected to Buddhist conversion, they will perish if they don't submit," the Golden Lion exclaimed in surprise. Its ancestor had once been converted by Amitabha, so it understood this power best.

"Divine Son... am I going to die?" Little Sparrow's eyes grew unfocused, and she fell backward.

"With me here, you'll be fine." Ye Fan held her, extended a finger, and a wisp of golden light entered her body, beginning to cleanse the Buddhist energy.

"Brother..." Just then, Jiang Ting awoke, saw Ye Fan and the others, and felt as if she were dreaming.

The chaotic Dao diagram in the center trembled, and Ye Tong was also startled awake, stammering, "Master... is that really you?"