Chapter 1636: Meat Body Becomes Emperor

The Sacred Body, Ye Fan, might be on the rise again!

At this very moment, this thought consumed everyone, leaving them utterly stunned. A man who had been deemed half-crippled, who had faded into obscurity with no light or future, was now defying the heavens.

Millions of fiery rays, strand after strand, gathered like clouds from all directions, transforming into the most brilliant divine splendor that illuminated the vast, clear void of space.

Ye Fan sat cross-legged, his body transforming into a Dao furnace, accepting the baptism of the Myriad Dao Origin Flames. He was undergoing an indescribable transformation.

"Kill him!" someone roared, launching an even more ferocious attack. Everyone could see that he was developing in a positive direction, perhaps emerging from his slump and once again reaching the pinnacle.

This was an outcome many did not wish to see, especially since the Divine Court's mighty figures were in confrontation with the Heavenly Court, destined to be adversaries. How could they tolerate such a development?

The various commanders exerted their combined strength. The Dao patterns of the Eight Legions surged like furious waves, one after another, submerging the entire cosmos and crashing upon Ye Fan. He was like a piece of duckweed, rising and falling in the vast ocean, tossed up and down, yet never sinking. He remained unyielding, his will unwavering.

The Divine Court members naturally realized that Ye Fan was undergoing a metamorphosis through this ordeal, but they had no choice. If they missed this opportunity today, their chances would be slim. Destroying him now with brutal force was their best option.

One side desperately urged forth Dao runes, intent on delivering a fatal blow, while the other side exerted all effort to draw in the Myriad Dao Origin Flames, tempering himself and riding the waves amidst the possibility of being crushed to pieces at any moment.

"Boom!" The Quasi-Emperor Killing Formation activated. This time, a total of sixty-four massive beams of light swept forth. As they landed on Ye Fan, they transformed into a Bagua symbol, its intricate patterns profound and inscrutable.

Yet, all of them were utilized, absorbed into his body.

In front of Ye Fan, the figures of Stone Emperor, Reincarnation Sovereign, Void Emperor, and others flashed. These were the traces of their intertwined existences, acting like a giant heavenly net filtering these attacks.

A raging inferno blazed, representing the Dao laws blooming furiously. It caused mountains and rivers to lose their color, and the sun and moon to dim.

Tens of thousands of types of Dao flames flew forth, causing the sun, moon, and stars to tremble. Distant great stars changed their trajectories, quivering erratically amidst the vast and unfathomable fluctuations, and then some explosively shattered, blossoming like fireworks.

Everyone was terrified. What immense power this was! Even from an infinite distance, the residual ripples caused such a horrifying spectacle, truly making one's hair stand on end.

Ye Fan transformed into a blazing furnace, enveloped by the flames of the Myriad Dao. At times he became a cauldron, at times a furnace, then a bell and a pagoda. When in human form, he resembled an emperor, majestic and solemn, inspiring awe in all who beheld him.

Within his body, divine lamps lit up, one after another, piercing through the darkness. This caused the chains of divine order, sealed within his flesh and blood, to shake and rattle, on the verge of revival.

This was a metamorphosis that broke the shackles of the physical body and transcended the heavens' confinement. His cultivation method and his Dao were reviving, yet the process was incredibly arduous. Overall, the illuminated areas were still too few, mere scattered points compared to his entire being, like individual stars embedded in the night sky.

"How can this be?!" The entire Divine Court was shaken. What kind of mighty individual could withstand such a fierce assault? The Eight Divine Generals and the million-strong Divine Court army, even if not all were actively attacking, were still terrifying enough. Any Great Saint would have been instantly obliterated. Yet, Ye Fan endured; he remained unextinguished.

This outcome was terrifying; no one was not astonished. He was simply too powerful. Was he truly about to become a Quasi-Emperor?!

"His body has constantly been entangled with and battling the supreme beings' lingering imprints. No wonder he is like this; to survive and endure for three hundred years under such circumstances is truly daunting!"

This was a miracle. Everyone who had some understanding or insight into part of the truth changed their expressions. This was challenging the human body's ultimate potential at this realm, a true myth.

Yu Mo's expression was grim. He had been hailed as a peerless genius, and the Divine Court proclaimed him the third most outstanding figure in three hundred years. Yet, compared to the declining and fading Sacred Body, his supposed halo was nothing. At this moment, he understood what a true miracle was; he was like a firefly facing a brilliant moon.

Yu Lan's face was also pale. He had always resented Ye Fan, believing his reputation from three hundred years ago was merely undeserved fame, a myth created by sheer coincidence. He thought that if he had been there, he too would have shone brightly across the world. But now, he trembled. Facing those lingering imprints of supreme beings, even from such a distance, his heart pounded with fear. How could he even consider battling and contending with them within his own body?!

There were many such individuals. In the past, they only knew that Ye Fan had miraculously survived, but now they truly understood the hidden complexities behind it. Each of them found it unbelievable; it was a true myth.

To not perish while entangled with the lingering imprints of supreme beings—how heaven-defying was such a feat?

People believed that if these events were to reach the nine Imperial Passes on the One True Path, they would surely leave many restless and unable to sleep.

And now, it was the Divine Court members who had to face this, their faces all ashen, looking extremely grim.

"What are you waiting for? Everyone, exert your full strength and cut him down! Our Dao flames are not meant to help him succeed; they are meant to burn him to ashes and annihilate his spirit!"

Someone roared, and simultaneously, a Blood-Red Iron Hammer flew out, radiating brilliant light. It moved like a mountain, rapidly expanding until it transformed into a bloody peak, pressing down upon Ye Fan.

A Quasi-Emperor Weapon! The Divine Court members were truly desperate, with no time to lose. They absolutely could not allow Ye Fan to succeed today; instead, they had to deliver a fatal blow, otherwise, this would become the Divine Court's nightmare and its greatest disaster.

"How dare you!" someone from the Heavenly Court side roared. Yan Yixi opened his mouth and spat out a divine furnace, no bigger than an infant's fist, which he and Li Tian jointly unleashed.

The Quasi-Emperor Furnace magnified, dazzling and brilliant, resembling a mountain or a sea, as it flew toward the center of the battlefield, blocking the colossal Blood Hammer.

You Ruo's eyes flashed with cold lightning. The Blood-Red Iron Hammer was her doing, one of the Divine Court's few divine artifacts. She wanted to destroy Ye Fan and deny him any chance. However, she knew that if the Blood-Red Iron Hammer were to directly clash with the Divine Maiden Furnace, it would undoubtedly be destroyed, as that furnace had already annihilated a Quasi-Emperor Weapon during a recent attack on the Ziwei Star Domain.

The Blood-Red Iron Hammer slid aside, evading the Divine Maiden Furnace, not engaging in a head-on clash, but instead seeking an opportune moment to strike.

Meanwhile, the Divine Maiden Furnace remained motionless, suspended there, quietly guarding and exerting its deterrent power.

At this moment, the entire million-strong Divine Court army was in motion. Countless fragments of the Great Dao flew together, and various weapons shimmered with light, transforming into vast expanses of Dao light that submerged Ye Fan at the center.

The Great Dao in the world is boundless. Some speak of Three Thousand Great Daos, others of Myriad Daos returning to their source, and still others say that Dao is natural and infinite, truly countless.

Now, various Daos flew about. Although some were very weak, they each represented a direction, a path leading to the other shore, to the end of life and existence, and all of them manifested.

From this million-strong army, fragments of each individual's Great Dao surged forth. Combined with the interwoven Dao rules within their weapons, this place became an ocean of Dao.

Ye Fan remained as unmoving as a pine tree, no longer rising and falling, stable as a bedrock. His body transformed into a cauldron and a furnace, shifting between the two. Occasionally, a grand bell would quietly appear between his brows, and an immortal pagoda would vibrate forth from within his body.

His flesh and blood glowed, resembling a universe in itself. He sought to break through this layer of heaven and earth, to revive the true self Dao principles sealed within and make them reappear in the world.

The illusory figures of Stone Emperor, Void Emperor, Abandoning Heaven Sovereign, and others stood by, filtering the millions of Dao flames. The flames blazed vigorously, roasting Ye Fan and tempering his body.

Ye Fan's entire body glowed, emitting a mysterious and unfathomable aura. It was as if a dormant Great Emperor within him was about to awaken, becoming increasingly awe-inspiring.

Within his body, divine lamps shone eternally. In the blink of an eye, half of the area inside him lit up, like a divine rainbow passing by, and his entire being was enveloped in colorful radiance.

The Sacred Body's blood revived, thundering loudly. A supremely powerful aura permeated the air, suffocating everyone present!

"The Sacred Body is truly returning; he will rise again after three hundred years!"

The people of Divine Punishment City eagerly awaited. The Divine Court members, however, all looked grim; they couldn't even stop him, not even with a Quasi-Emperor Weapon.

However, when more than half of Ye Fan's body lit up, the divine lamps within him ceased to increase, causing many to grow tense.

He let out a cold snort, shaking countless Great Dao fragments out of his body. Then, his entire body's flesh and blood trembled, and his bones crackled.

With a boom, he rose to his full height. All the divine lamps within him instantly blazed, igniting and causing his flesh and blood to seemingly burst into flames.

"Ooom!" A terrifying aura spread, and Quasi-Emperor might erupted, forming a dreadful field in that area. The Great Dao fragments rotated, circling around him.

"Achieving Quasi-Emperor through the physical body! His body is about to transform into a Quasi-Emperor physique!" the crowd exclaimed.

In this life, Ye Fan had endured three hundred years of hardship just to survive. No one had expected him to become a Quasi-Emperor so quickly, which was astounding.

"Aow ho..." As Ye Fan's entire body blazed intensely, on the verge of igniting the Quasi-Emperor flame and breaking through his shackles, the several figures before him—Stone Emperor, Lord of Reincarnation, Abandoning Heaven Sovereign, and others—all roared loudly.

At this moment, the star field trembled, and even some meteorites exploded. Such was the power of the supreme beings' lingering imprints, making it utterly terrifying!

Simultaneously, all the Great Dao fragments reversed direction and flew towards the crowd. A chorus of muffled groans arose as they plunged into the bodies of the million-strong Divine Court army, causing every individual to convulse violently, their bones breaking and tendons snapping.

This was a terrifying sight; the might of just one person had wounded everyone!

"What's happening? His internal laws of order haven't fully broken free yet, so how can he possess such might?"

"Achieving Quasi-Emperor through the physical body! This is becoming a Quasi-Emperor by means of the physical body—a unique Dao, a unique path!"

A Great Saint within Divine Punishment City cried out in horror, revealing the truth of the matter.

"Ah..." The Divine Court was thrown into disarray, its vast army suffering heavy casualties. This was truly like a myth, all caused by a single individual!

The Divine Court's forces were all terrified. Who said the Sacred Body had declined? Who said the Sacred Body had met a desolate end? Who said the Sacred Body would fade into obscurity, missing out on the path of competition among mighty figures? At this moment, he declared with facts: he was back!

Everyone knew that Ye Fan was not content with solitude; he was destined to defy the heavens once more and fight his way through the path he had not yet completed.

And the Divine Court members were gripped by fear. This would be the Divine Court Lord's greatest enemy. If they didn't kill him now, they wouldn't be able to in the future; no one could suppress his rise!

"Boom!" A thunderbolt struck from the clear sky. A colossal lightning bolt streaked across the heavens, tearing through the tranquility of the mortal realm, shaking the vast cosmos, and astonishing everyone.

Was this a Quasi-Emperor Tribulation? But Ye Fan's chains of divine order hadn't appeared yet.

"It really is achieving Quasi-Emperor through the physical body! His physical body is sublimating, transforming into a Quasi-Emperor physique!" Everyone stared blankly.

A colossal lightning bolt struck down. Its terrifying radiance illuminated the Divine Court members' faces, rendering them ashen. You Ruo's body trembled violently, causing her to involuntarily recoil, her beautiful lips quivering. Her father had an enemy now!

"Rumble!" The colossal lightning glow, like divine light, illuminated the dark and cold cosmos. The vast and boundless starry sky trembled. There, a figure akin to a god or demon stood tall, facing the sky, his long black hair fluttering, standing firm amidst the thunderous light.

On New Year's Eve, Chen Dong wishes all his brothers and sisters a prosperous Year of the Snake, a joyful mood, and that all their endeavors may be successful. May students make academic progress and achieve success in their studies, and may those working rise step by step, taking their careers to the next level. Most importantly, may everyone enjoy good health, for that is the greatest blessing. Chen Dong extends his blessings to all!