Chapter 1541: Charging Saint

The green bronze cauldron glowed, striking fear into people's souls. The immortal sword swelled dramatically, its surface covered in blood, and the patterns of immortal-slaying astonished the world.

Ye Fan pointed his sword at the Great Saint, demanding to know the whereabouts of Rongcheng Shi.

The Great Saint from beyond the domain was, astonishingly, the disciple of a true Supreme Being. Individuals of the Great Saint rank were typically regarded as patriarchs in their respective domains; the fact that this one still had a living master left everyone stunned.

In the face of life and death, no one could remain calm. While some could hold onto their beliefs, others would simply break down.

"I don't know," the seemingly young Great Saint stated firmly, unwilling to reveal anything further.

"Who is your master, and where is he now?" Ye Fan pressed again.

"The Supreme Being is nameless," the Great Saint declared proudly, his tone unyielding. "He resides in the very center of the starfield, awaiting his ultimate transformation to ascend as an immortal."

Ye Fan's brow furrowed slightly. It seemed this so-called Supreme Being was indeed terrifying to a certain extent. If he were to ultimately achieve emperorship and cross that threshold, the Divine Court might truly be named the Celestial Court!

Now, his disciples had already been dispatched to govern a starfield and begin their arrangements, clearly brimming with confidence that he would succeed.

However, Ye Fan had nothing left to fear at this point. He was already so entangled, one more Supreme Being wouldn't make much difference, nor would one less. This was not the only terrifying karma he faced.

"Whoosh!"

A sword beam flashed, and the killing sword surged, its energy glow extending for tens to hundreds of miles, directly tearing apart the space beneath the Great Saint. The aftermath caused his body to shake and his divine consciousness to destabilize.

Then, Ye Fan, with the immortal sword on his back, charged forward holding a black spear, fearing that an Emperor Weapon would directly destroy the Great Saint's primordial spirit and thus prevent him from uncovering the great secret.

This was a fierce collision; with one strike, the five elements were inverted. Heaven and Earth seemed to overturn, and earth, fire, wind, and water rotated as if the world itself were being created.

For a true head-on clash, Ye Fan also put away the green bronze cauldron. He wasn't worried about not being strong enough; rather, he was afraid of being too strong and leaving no one alive. He only wielded a seemingly useless spear, engaging in battle with his fundamental power.

"Pfft!"

The Great Saint's primordial spirit had just been unstable, and now he encountered such an attack. With their physical bodies almost in direct combat, he naturally suffered a great loss.

Blood spilled from his mouth as the black spear swept across his arm. It was instantly as if he had been struck by a divine blade, and an arm was severed. Blood flowed profusely.

Ye Fan engaged in close-quarters combat with him, wielding the spear in his left hand and the Heavenly Emperor Fist in his right, launching a fierce combined assault. Both techniques embodied irresistible power and divine might.

"Pfft!"

The Great Saint flew horizontally, his body tearing apart. This seemingly broken spear actually revived at this critical moment, unleashing wisps of Quasi-Emperor might—a manifestation of unwillingness and indignation.

This spear had a great karmic connection with this lineage, and now its residual consciousness raged, gnawing away at its target.

The Great Saint's lower body exploded. Then, it shattered inch by inch upwards, turning into wisps of blood mist, on the verge of a terrible death.

Ye Fan felt a headache. Never had a day been as strange as this. He wished his weapon's power would be lessened so his opponent wouldn't die, but it did not operate according to his will.

The Great Saint also did not want to die; his primordial spirit shot skyward. However, the Quasi-Emperor aura still spread over him, and his primordial spirit was about to decay, with cracks appearing on it.

"Ah, I don't want to die!" the Great Saint cried out miserably, but it was too late to change the outcome.

Most of his primordial spirit shattered, with only a portion escaping the Quasi-Emperor's aura. This part was snatched by Ye Fan and held in his palm. He opened his Heavenly Eye and looked into its sea of consciousness.

Ye Fan saw chaotic flashes of memories, too much information. Among them, a few terrifying scenes were particularly striking: a green battle spear clashing with a black long spear, and two majestic figures locked in fierce combat.

That was a Quasi-Emperor battle, like an apocalypse, occurring in the distant past!

At the same time, he discovered some memories within this residual consciousness: the Great Saint's master and Rongcheng Shi had fought a great battle, both suffering heavy losses, and both the battle spear and the spear were almost shattered.

However, the green battle spear was taken away, while the black divine spear pierced through the universe, disappearing into the void, evidently falling onto Earth in the end.

"That's a large star, with strong life fluctuations..." Ye Fan mused, staring at the blurry figures of the two powerful beings. Behind them, he sensed the vitality and flourishing energy of an ancient life domain.

He thought of a person: the overbearing and unrivaled Holy Body nemesis on the ancient human path — the Hegemon. This person possessed monstrous power and nine divine forms; if Ye Fan had not possessed divine prohibitions, a confrontation with him would have been a bitter struggle.

The Hegemon was born beneath a ginseng fruit tree, possessing an extraordinary origin.

And the ginseng fruit tree once belonged to Rongcheng Shi, originating from Earth. Connecting these points led to many conjectures.

Could it be that the world-shattering decisive battle between the two Quasi-Emperors erupted in the starfield where the Hegemon resided? If so, Rongcheng Shi's fate was unknown, and his Immortal Divine Tree was lost there.

As for the Supreme Being who fought Rongcheng Shi, perhaps he came from that place, or merely passed through, or perhaps he obtained the ginseng fruit tree. Maybe he was an ancient Hegemon body emerging from a divine source, or perhaps...

There were too many possibilities to ascertain.

Unfortunately, this Great Saint was dead, and the remaining fragments of his primordial spirit were too limited for a full investigation.

This battle occurred at least one to two thousand years ago. Rongcheng Shi's fate was unpredictable, but the other Supreme Being had become even stronger and founded the Divine Court, which was unsettling.

"In this world, Quasi-Emperors are not only Gai Jiuyou and the one from the Golden Crow clan," Ye Fan thought. "Now there's one more. The future is destined to be terrifying."

This feeling was very unsettling. The ginseng fruit tree being lost on the Hegemon's star, combined with a mysterious, powerful Supreme Being wounding Rongcheng Shi, made Ye Fan frown deeply.

The Divine Court's Great Saint was dead, and the battle could not continue. Thousands of soldiers and horses instantly collapsed, rushing in all directions like a torrent, all fleeing for their lives.

Who could withstand an Emperor Sword?

On this day, the Divine Court capital was desolate; almost everyone had fled. The few individuals who remained felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, greatly fearing Ye Fan's arrival.

Ultimately, Ye Fan went there but did not enter the city. The Divine Court's power had already waned, and he no longer needed to act.

Ten days later, Ye Tong returned, unable to fulfill his wish. He had not retrieved the Solar Holy Emperor's weapon; it remained submerged in the eye of the North Sea.

With matters on Ziwei Star concluded, Ye Fan did not immediately embark on his return journey. Instead, he sought out a cliff for secluded cultivation, contemplating his own path and techniques, preparing for a crucial breakthrough in his life.

Two months later, Ye Tong took Xiao Niangniang, caring for her like a father or elder brother. A few days later, Ye Fan ascended to the heavens alone, arriving beyond the Ziwei domain, where Li Tian, Yan Yixi, and others saw him off.

Ye Fan was about to undergo tribulation, aiming to break through to the Great Saint stage. He had long anticipated this day; all his accumulation and waiting would finally erupt.

This place was called the Emperor Star, filled with many mysteries and secrets. Numerous Great Emperors had visited it, leaving behind indelible marks, making it suitable for his breakthrough.

Of course, this place was also destined to become a blood-soaked ground; breaking through would be extremely difficult and arduous.

The Great Saint Tribulation!

Ye Fan would face the siege of numerous Great Emperors. Although those individuals were at the same realm as him, they were all the strongest people throughout eternity and could easily cause his demise.

"Big Brother, you must be careful," Xiao Niangniang called, waving as she watched him disappear into the vast sky.

This was naturally a major event, of great significance. It would be the greatest crisis Ye Fan had faced in his life. From severing his Dao to becoming a Saint, and then transforming into a Saint King, it had become increasingly difficult.

Even someone as powerful as Ye Fan was risking his life; the further he went, the more dangerous it became. With the slightest carelessness, he could completely vanish, turning into dust.

Having accumulated to this day, he believed he was ready to take that step. However, this also made Ye Tong, Li Tian, and others very nervous, and they watched closely.

The entire Ziwei Starfield felt a suppressive aura, making everyone's hearts heavy. Everyone couldn't help but look up at the sky, but it was too far away to see anything.

"Is it related to the Holy Body? Someone saw him leave his secluded cultivation and rush out of the domain."

"Is he leaving? This plague god is finally going away!"

"Alas, it's a pity that all the Emperor Weapons of our Ziwei Starfield are lost," someone sighed. "And the ancient Great Saints have also departed. Otherwise, how could this be the outcome?"

Suddenly, a shocking thunderbolt startled the world. Beyond the domain, lightning flashed and thunder roared; the sun was obscured, and it was as terrifying as the end of the world. Everyone trembled.

"What's happening?" was the question on everyone's lips. Their hearts filled with fear, they felt as if the end of the world had arrived, so oppressed they could barely breathe.

At this moment, brilliant light radiated, overwhelming the human world. Beyond the domain, endless laws intertwined, and lightning and thunder surged like a turbulent sea. Moreover, there were roars, as if ancient Great Emperors had been resurrected.

"The ancient gods and demons have revived!" someone exclaimed. "What's happening to the world? Beams of light are shooting up everywhere, and the ancient Great Emperors' residual spell formations are reviving. Why?"

On this day, various abnormal phenomena occurred throughout the Ziwei Starfield, all like stormy waves, awe-inspiring to the heart.

Ye Fan was undergoing tribulation. The cold and dark universe was filled with boundless lightning, completely transformed. He was far enough from the ancient life star, yet the lightning still obscured the Ziwei sky.

Beyond the domain, various meteorites turned into dust, and some nearby small stars directly exploded. In this violent lightning, nothing remained.

Taiyin, Sun, Hengyu, Void, Amitabha, Xu Yueqing...

One Great Emperor after another manifested, and one ancient Supreme Being after another emerged. They transformed into Great Saint forms, fully displaying the imprints of their past selves at this realm, and charged forward.

Ye Fan was almost beaten to death. Despite his Past Self and Dao Self sharing the burden, allowing his true body to narrowly escape at critical moments, facing so many Great Emperors one after another still brought him close to complete annihilation of both body and spirit.

This was even more perilous than his previous Saint King Tribulation; it was quite simply a path to certain death!

In this battle, it was hard for outsiders to imagine how Ye Fan persevered. His physical body had long been shattered; at its most perilous, his bones were utterly crushed, his flesh and blood evaporated, leaving only a single drop of blood.

Moreover, his primordial spirit nearly extinguished several times, flickering like a candle in a strong wind, threatening to plunge into eternal darkness at any moment.

His life flame was about to dry up; his life had reached its end. Before such a world-shaking tribulation, all seemed futile; even the will and conviction that kept him alive were almost shattered.

It was too tragic; Ye Fan was practically dead. The "Jie" secret art struggled to operate, regenerating his form from a single drop of blood, summoning shattered bones to reorganize around it.

He hovered on the edge of death, fighting against the Great Emperors, then braved one Emperor Palace after another, battling to the point of madness, nearly collapsing.

Having experienced countless battles in his life, Ye Fan had never faced such danger as he did today. To say he had a "narrow escape" would be a gross understatement; he truly found a slim chance of survival amidst a myriad of deaths.

The cauldron shattered and reassembled repeatedly, imprinting chaos runes and emanating its own laws and chains of order.

It was unknown how many times this cauldron had been shattered; the divine being within it, like Ye Fan, almost fell into eternal destruction, forever plunging into darkness.

On this day, the Ziwei Starfield was filled with wails and cries. Gods and demons from all heavens appeared simultaneously; these were the laws and orders from the primordial era, residual imprints left by numerous powerful beings.

The whole world was shocked!

Later, all the Saints ascended to the high heavens and witnessed Ye Fan's final struggle, and they were all deeply shaken.

"Boom!"

The galaxy dimmed, the sea of thunder exploded, and everything vanished. Only a pool of blood remained on the scene...