Chapter 1744: Saintly Body in the Present Age

Ye Fan tore the Dacheng Overlord in half. Bathed in the Overlord's Heavenly Blood, he stood like a demon god under the starry sky, his invincible might fully evident.

Blood splattered and purple mist ascended as the two halves of the body exploded, only to reassemble moments later.

Supremes are notoriously difficult to kill, and it was impossible for such a figure to perish from a single strike. The Dacheng Overlord's primordial spirit had successfully escaped, remaining unscathed, with only his physical body damaged.

The fierce battle continued as time flowed on. The three combatants shattered the heavens, moving from one domain to another, fighting until the sun and moon lost their light and the star rivers dimmed.

Blood flowed freely as both Dacheng Overlords were already gravely wounded, their blood splattering across the sky and scattering into the starry void. Ye Fan fought like a berserker, relentlessly pursuing them from behind.

This was a battle of life and death. If these two were not eliminated today, they would surely become a great menace in the future. Although Ye Fan himself was fearless, his relatives and friends would undoubtedly be in danger.

Therefore, his eyes blazing like golden lamps, he cut through the universe, staring fixedly at the two and relentlessly attacking them, slaying without cease.

By this point, Ye Fan had gained an absolute advantage, advancing with overwhelming force. The two Supremes were no match for him and continuously fled.

This was a shocking sight. To think that two invincible overlords were now no match, fleeing for their lives—how could anyone not be stunned?

The battle had lasted for a long time, yet people still felt it was ending too quickly. How could two Dacheng Overlords, capable of dominating the universe, be so disheveled and defeated so swiftly?!

In the past, whenever they appeared, it was destined to be a scene of carnage, with no one able to oppose them; few throughout history had been their match. Yet today, they were in such a wretched state, covered in blood, and relentlessly pursued by a young powerhouse.

"Is he defying the heavens?" people wondered. "A Dacheng Holy Body who is only six or seven hundred years old—how long will he rule in the future?"

"So young, yet he can chase down ancient Supremes," others mused. "Given time to consolidate his power, what heights will he reach in the future?"

Everyone was stunned; Ye Fan's power had far exceeded all expectations.

From ancient times to the present, there has been no shortage of prodigies, yet many perished on their path to growth. Individuals who surge forward like this, becoming invincible in the shortest amount of time, are truly rare.

Ye Fan slew relentlessly as he pursued the Supremes. Blood flowers bloomed periodically in the star river, indicating the Dacheng Overlords were about to face calamity; even fighting together, they couldn't withstand him.

Time flew by, and finally, the most crucial moment arrived. Both were critically wounded; if this continued, they couldn't sustain it, as their vital essence was not as abundant as Ye Fan's.

They exchanged a glance and sighed. Their era was over; they truly were no match for their opponent, and in a little more time, they would surely perish.

Finally, the two transformed into two streaks of immortal light, rushing in different directions. Fighting together was useless; if they couldn't defeat their opponent, it was better to flee separately.

With a furious roar from Ye Fan, the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron shot up from his crown, and his vision manifested as the Heavenly Emperor's form, flying out. Holding the cauldron, it pursued one of the Overlords.

As for Ye Fan himself, he relentlessly pursued the other Overlord, preparing for a swift and decisive end.

People witnessed the final struggles of Dacheng Overlord Kungu, as a massive hand continually covered the entire star field, obscuring all the stars beneath it.

With a fierce smack, like crashing waves against the shore, all the stars either exploded or swept away into the distance like tides, turning the area into a vacuum.

Dacheng Overlord Kungu's great halberd broke, and his entire being exploded, unable to withstand this ultimate blow. He attempted to reconstruct his Overlord Blood True Body, but Ye Fan gave him no chance, reaching out with a massive hand and grabbing him back.

Even as Kungu self-detonated, Ye Fan's two hands, like golden millstones, slowly closed, grinding him to dust dozens of times while Ye Fan himself remained indestructible.

Finally, Dacheng Overlord Kungu's primordial spirit dispersed, his flesh and blood turned to ash, and he could no longer revive, having been utterly slain.

Everyone was stunned. All who witnessed this scene through array formations and all-seeing eyes felt chills run down their spines; a battle of this caliber was beyond their wildest imagination.

Ye Fan did not stop; a brilliant light flashed, and he disappeared from his spot, off to deal with the other Overlord.

It must be said that his vision possessed endless wondrous uses; even after manifesting as the Heavenly Emperor's form and being separated for so long, it had not dissipated, still holding the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron to suppress and slay the other Overlord.

Overlord blood splattered as Xuanming lamented his impending end. He knew he was going to die, unable to escape the pursuit. What chance of survival would he have once Ye Fan's true body returned?

The outcome was indeed as predicted. Ye Fan's true body arrived and personally activated the cauldron, drawing Xuanming inside to refine him.

Finally, a cloud of ashes drifted out, and a blood pellet also fell. That was the vital essence of the Dacheng Overlord's bloodline, condensed into a divine pellet!

Of course, this precious pellet was not as heaven-defying as imagined, as the Dacheng Overlord was already nearing death and had exhausted most of his lifespan, leaving little vital essence.

With this battle concluded, Ye Fan's terrifying achievements declared to the world that he had ascended to the ranks of the world's Supremes and was now invincible in this era.

With the death of the two Overlord Ancestors, this battle came to an end. However, the cosmic sea was anything but peaceful, filled with fervent discussions and utter tumult.

Under the cold, clear night sky, everything felt desolate.

The invincibility of Supremes had been redefined; a master from a later generation had trampled all their glory underfoot. Ye Fan had achieved victory, but he did not move, lingering there for a long time.

Would someone also challenge him in the future?

Just as he had slain Supremes today, someone might well come to challenge him in the future. It was like the Dacheng Holy Body at Saint Cliff, who had been gloriously invincible in his prime, but was slain in his twilight years, his blood staining the cliff face.

However, this was not the time for deep thought. He strode through the starry expanse, heading towards the Overlord Ancestral Star, descending upon it once more.

The entire star was filled with wailing as many powerhouses grieved. Their spiritual pillars had collapsed; with even their invincible ancient ancestors fallen in battle, what was left for them to fight with?

They had cultivated to the pinnacle, the strongest among them being mere Dacheng Overlords, yet they were still no match. The fact that individuals of that level could die by Ye Fan's hands shattered the beliefs in their hearts.

On the Overlord Ancestral Star, their spiritual world was torn apart, having suffered a severe impact.

Ye Fan stood on a cliff, his gaze cold and merciless, yet he harbored no intention of completely destroying the place. A powerful divine sense emanated from him, and in an instant, dozens of important figures on the star exploded, turning into bloody mist, their forms and spirits utterly annihilated.

Everyone trembled, shivering at that moment as if a Great Emperor stood in the starry sky, looking down upon them. All knelt down, unable to bear the immense pressure.

Finally, Ye Fan departed, vanishing into the starry sky.

"He is actually so powerful," someone remarked, "few can restrain him, unless we undergo extreme sublimation."

"We were negligent," another voice stated. "Who could have imagined an ant could pass two great tribulations in a row, allowing him to leap into becoming a young dragon?"

In the Big Dipper Life Restricted Zone, someone sighed. Normally, they wouldn't pay attention to the outside world, but now such a major event had occurred, making everyone frown.

Ye Fan's slaughter of the Overlords served as a wake-up call for them. The human world was no longer entirely under their control; a new variable had emerged.

At this moment, the Heavenly Court was abuzz, war drums rumbling and great banners fluttering. It was incredibly lively as battalions of armies arrived, one after another, to rebuild the Heavenly Court.

Ye Fan had successfully passed his tribulation and slain all Supremes of the Heavenly Overlord Bloodline. His unparalleled prestige naturally boosted the immense influence of the Heavenly Court, making it appear incredibly glorious, with banners unfurled and all war divisions returning.

"Master!" shouted Huahua.

In the sky, a long golden river flew in, becoming a divine path of light that led directly to the Heavenly Court, where Ye Fan descended.

"Father..." Little Zi, with her small hands outstretched, toddled uncertainly in the void, ascending towards the heavens—she could now fly.

The Black Emperor, Dongfang Ye, Li Heishui, Litian, and others all rushed over, each of them incredibly excited. Only now could the Heavenly Court truly claim to be fearless of all factions, having truly begun its ascent to glorious heights.

With a Dacheng Holy Body in charge, they had nothing to fear, even from conflicts with the Life Restricted Zones; they could fully challenge them.

"My brothers have suffered!" Ye Fan said, filled with emotion, looking at the celestial soldiers and generals of each division. Although a few divisions were missing, most people were unharmed.

"No hardship, what does this count as?" the crowd shouted excitedly. "We only regret not being able to join the battle; now we can finally emerge!"

The place was bustling with voices, and everyone was incredibly exhilarated.

Ye Fan was also stirred and very happy. He carefully restrained his aura, not releasing even a tiny bit, otherwise, everyone would be unable to bear it.

A grand banquet was held in the Heavenly Court, with drums and music shaking the heavens. Great powers from all sides came to pay homage: the Dao Palace, the Divine Organization, and all major powerful races in the universe sent their prominent figures to offer congratulations.

If there were no accidents and Ye Fan did not fall, he would reign supreme in the universe for the next ten thousand years, with all powerful races prostrating themselves at his feet.

A Dacheng Holy Body had appeared in this era, utterly unmatchable!

"This day has finally arrived," many people sighed with emotion, but the meanings expressed by different individuals were vastly different.

Some were joyful, some fearful, some anxious, some uneasy... The reactions of various races across the universe differed greatly. The reign of a Dacheng Holy Body had too profound an impact on the world!

After this day, wherever the Heavenly Court pointed, none in the world dared to disobey. There were no longer any opposing forces; a glorious, immortal divine dynasty officially rose, suppressing the ten directions of the universe.

Everyone believed that Ye Fan would surely go into secluded cultivation to consolidate his Dao fruit and would not act again for a short period, as having just slain all Dacheng Overlords was enough to establish his might!

No Life Restricted Zone dared to act rashly; everyone had to consider the brutal consequences once war broke out. But the outcome was beyond everyone's expectations.

A few days later, Ye Fan bid farewell to his wife and daughter, parted with his friends, and set off again. This time, his destination was the Big Dipper, his goal very clear. He traveled with the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron above his head, radiating undisguised killing intent—he was going to war!

Everyone was stunned. What was he going to do? Was he truly going to sweep through each restricted zone, one by one, leveling them all?!

This seemed somewhat impossible. Throughout history, so many Great Emperors had appeared, yet not one could achieve this. Because if the inhabitants of the restricted zones were truly pushed too far, they would undergo extreme sublimation, and then perfect Imperial Dao experts would emerge en masse, a force that even a descending immortal could not withstand.

Yet, Ye Fan truly arrived, his true body descending upon the Big Dipper star field. He stood on this familiar land, gazing intently at the seven great Life Restricted Zones.