Chapter 1790: Ye Tian Emperor

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Ye Fan laughed heartily, but his expression remained incredibly cold, devoid of warmth, like a vast frozen expanse. He said calmly, "Am I cruel? If you hadn't come to kill me, how would this have happened? You clearly intended to commit slaughter, yet you blame me. Don't you find that ridiculous?"

The two Supremes glared, feeling utterly stifled. The entire universe was now aware and discussing Ye Fan's injuries, never suspecting it was all a ruse. But how many could have discerned the truth?

That great tribulation was witnessed by all. Ye Fan contended with the Myriad Daos, suffered unimaginable injuries, and finally, after exhausting his energy, underwent his own Imperial Tribulation, truly finding himself in a hopeless predicament.

His eventual fate of a ruined body and crippled cultivation was not unexpected; it seemed perfectly reasonable, as anyone who had witnessed that tribulation would have believed it was deserved. He had been too arrogant.

Yet, who could have imagined he was actually scheming!

The world's most terrifying tribulations had failed to cripple him, yet he had used them to his advantage, quietly waiting for his great enemies to come knocking. This was truly somewhat terrifying.

At this moment, the two Supremes clenched their fists, utterly displeased by this setback and the sensation of having walked into a trap. They wished they could kill that person with a single palm strike.

Yet they knew that the current Sacred Body Ye Fan was no longer what he used to be; he was truly invincible. Even if they had fought him here in their prime, they would not have been able to win.

"Master, be careful, they possess a forbidden artifact," Little Song warned. He had felt as if he were stuck in a quagmire just moments ago; this was no ordinary magical implement.

So-called forbidden artifacts are incredibly potent, surpassing conventional weapons, but their use is limited to a few times as their lifespan is finite.

A forbidden artifact forged by a Great Emperor was naturally no trivial matter. They had come to kill Ye Fan, so it was certainly a formidable killing weapon.

At this moment, the mountain peak became quiet and isolated from the outside world. It was the forbidden artifact at work, trapping Ye Fan and transforming this place into a lawless domain.

"It's nothing," Ye Fan said calmly, staring at the two Supremes.

The person whose fist had just been shattered had a profusely bleeding wrist. After his severed hand regenerated, he calmed down, his eyes turning sinister as he addressed Ye Fan, "You're feigning composure; in reality, you must have suffered severe injuries and won't survive!"

"Do you think this can scare us away? After exerting all your might to deliver that strike, can you still attack again?" The other Supreme also narrowed his eyes, his murderous intent fully exposed.

"Then come here and try it; you'll see," Ye Fan sneered, appearing utterly unconcerned.

"Kill!"

One of them attacked. The forbidden artifact glowed as it descended, aiming to envelop Ye Fan and seal off the laws and Dao of the area, intending to temporarily restrict his cultivation.

"Boom!"

To their utter dismay, Ye Fan stretched out a hand and snatched the forbidden artifact from the sky. With a crack, it disintegrated into dust, causing the confinement of the area to crumble.

Simultaneously, Ye Fan moved with astonishing and incredible speed. That Supreme retreated, but was simply no match for Ye Fan.

Ye Fan reversed the river of time, instantly appearing close by. He clashed fiercely with the Supreme, and with their very first exchange, he tore off an arm, shattering half of the Supreme's body.

A roar erupted from the sky. The Supreme was stunned: the Dao marks on Ye Fan's body, those backlash injuries, should not have been fake. How could he still be so terrifying?

He underwent extreme sublimation and quickly dodged.

Simultaneously, the other individual also attacked, instantly igniting their divine fire and pushing themselves to the absolute peak of their life. Otherwise, they would surely die, utterly unable to contend with their adversary.

Little Song moved to approach, but Ye Fan waved him back, telling him to stand aside.

A terrifying aura erupted from Ye Fan, shocking the human realm. This was the power of a flawless Great Emperor. Although he was covered in blood, his dominance and the radiating light were unparalleled, threatening to collapse heaven and earth.

"A true Great Emperor, his might surpasses even that of the Golden Crow!"

Throughout the cosmos, all supreme experts who sensed this aura trembled. "Who is this?" they wondered. Soon, they realized: it was the Sacred Body Ye Fan.

"How is this possible? Wasn't he severely wounded and on the verge of death? Now he has actually transformed into a flawless Great Emperor; it's utterly astonishing!"

At this moment, countless people across the world were dumbfounded and utterly bewildered. Ye Fan, supposedly on the verge of death, had ended up in this situation; it was truly quite eerie.

"He was waiting for the Supremes to come knocking—what incredible audacity!"

Someone sighed, finally understanding.

"I don't believe it; he must be injured. When he fell from the Myriad Daos, were the blood holes and Dao injuries on his body fake? The most obvious point is that his imprint was not seen merging with the Heart of Heaven."

"You're mistaken; his Dao is different. His true body treads upon the Myriad Daos, so naturally, such a merging is unnecessary. He must have become an Emperor; his current aura confirms it beyond any doubt!"

The cosmos was greatly shaken, and some supreme experts rushed towards the Heavenly Court, hoping to clarify the situation.

"Sacred Body Ye Fan, you..."

Half of one Supreme's body vanished, severed by Ye Fan's palm strike, and his weapon was also shattered into scrap metal. Golden light flowed from Ye Fan's palm and fingers, rendering him unstoppable.

At this moment, the Supreme was terrified. Such power surpassed even what he possessed in his prime. Was a figure truly comparable to a Heavenly Emperor about to emerge?

In the fierce battle, the two sublimated Supremes were no match for Ye Fan. Although he had bloodstains on his body, he remained calm and composed.

"Ah!"

One of them was enveloped by Ye Fan's palm and then astonishingly seized. This was a battle to the death, and though the exchange wasn't particularly long or short, Ye Fan had actually captured one of them alive.

"How can this be?" That Supreme was utterly stunned. Even an Ancient Sovereign like him had suffered such a humiliating defeat.

He had once been invincible across the land, had once looked down upon all mortals, and had once shaken the past and illuminated the present. Yet now he faced such a crushing defeat; even if he returned in his strongest form, he was destined to bleed.

"Could it really be that a... Heavenly Emperor has risen?" He was distraught, unable to accept this reality, and struggled desperately.

Ye Fan then squeezed forcefully, his palm glowing brilliantly. The Supreme was turned into a bloody pulp, his body exploding, unable to escape. Afterward, his Primordial Spirit was also confined.

The other Supreme's hair stood on end. What kind of heaven-defying power was this? The Sacred Body Ye Fan was invincible, and now, killing them no longer seemed as arduous as before. Especially the calmness, composure, and chilling gaze made his heart tremble, compelling him to retreat in alarm.

Ye Fan's entire body glowed. Despite the shocking wounds on his body, making him appear like an invalid, he remained incredibly powerful, attacking in an instant.

"I don't believe you're not injured!" the ancient Supreme roared, attacking furiously and engaging in a grand confrontation.

Ye Fan swept his hand, and the opponent's blood spurted. The Supreme staggered backward, his hands covered in blood, revealing a look of horror.

However, he noticed that blood also seeped from the corner of Ye Fan's mouth. The injuries were not fake; there was a palpable sense of frailty.

"Kill!" He attacked frantically, aiming to wear Ye Fan down to death.

"Unfortunately, you judged incorrectly," Ye Fan murmured. "Although I have injuries, they are not that severe. They are enough to kill you."

With a boom, supreme magical power erupted. Phenomena and the Heavenly Emperor's Fist manifested simultaneously, crushing everything, piercing through the celestial realm, and causing a burst of blood to bloom before them.

"Ah..." the Supreme cried out. His body was shattered, blood oozed from his glabella, and he was sent flying horizontally.

He could not withstand Ye Fan's domineering assault and was about to perish.

Finally, Ye Fan extended a large hand and crushed him as well, leaving only his Primordial Spirit. He intended to search the minds of both Supremes to locate the Primeval Ancient Mine and Heaven, and then proceed to eradicate them.

"The Sacred Body has become an Emperor!"

This news swept through the world like a tsunami. At this moment, people realized the immense impact of this event.

Not only did he become an Emperor while facing the suppression of the current Great Emperor's Celestial Heart Imprint and the Myriad Daos, but he also held another identity: he was a Sacred Body, which traditionally could not achieve Daohood. Now, he had broken through all these limitations in one fell swoop.

Ye Fan's bones crackled throughout his body, and his vital energy burned. His wounds rapidly disappeared; the transparent fist holes and other injuries healed, and even the traces of the Myriad Dao backlash remaining on him were erased.

The only discordant note was a trickle of blood that oozed from the corner of his mouth, making him appear somewhat sickly. Clearly, he did possess some genuine Dao injuries.

Little Song stepped forward, handing him a king-grade medicine, a worried expression on his face, fearing that Ye Fan might suffer an accident.

"It's nothing," Ye Fan said with a smile. Then, with a cold and serious expression, he looked into the distance and asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you come to assist me?"

The Golden Crow Great Emperor emerged from the shadows, first remaining silent for a moment before speaking: "Fellow Daoist, your brilliance is unparalleled. You have broken the Sacred Body lineage's curse of being unable to achieve Daohood, shaking the past and illuminating the present. You are truly invincible, and can be rightfully called a Heavenly Emperor."

The Demon Emperor sighed. Ye Fan's strength compelled him to bow his head. He felt that Ye Fan was a figure akin to the Desolate Heavenly Emperor; anyone who lived in the same era and competed for the Dao against such a person was destined for sorrow.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, calm your mind and cultivate your nature. In this life, you are still a Great Emperor, destined to be recorded in history."

What more could the Golden Crow Great Emperor say? He had come here but hadn't made a move—perhaps that was fortunate, or perhaps sorrowful. Under the deterrence of this individual, he could only abandon all his own thoughts and cooperate.

Just as Ye Fan had told his disciples, as long as one is strong enough to dominate heaven and earth, even the Demon Emperor would have to be obedient, diligently contributing and assisting with all his might.

At this moment, Monkey, Human Demon, Ye Tong, and the others all returned.

Without further words, Ye Fan declared his intent to sweep through the restricted zones, then immediately tore open the cosmos and plunged into the depths of the starry sky.

Some powerful experts arrived, gazing from afar at the Heavenly Court. All of them sighed: the Sacred Body had become an Emperor. This would be his glorious era; a Heavenly Emperor had risen!

"Heavenly Emperor Ye!"

"Overpowering the Golden Crow Great Emperor, slaughtering ancient Supremes, sweeping through restricted zones as if entering an uninhabited land—a Heavenly Emperor has finally emerged!"

People knew that, whether they admitted it or not, Ye Fan truly possessed heaven-defying strength.

The great battle erupted. Although Heaven had already concealed itself in advance, Ye Fan still managed to deduce its location, found Burial Heaven Island, and commenced a great slaughter.

Two Supremes resided here, once extraordinarily glorious, but all their glory was now buried in the annals of time. Now, Ye Fan ascended this place and began to sweep through it!

Even Monkey grinned. Ye Fan's current strength was simply too astonishing; he advanced relentlessly. The two sublimated Ancient Sovereigns couldn't stop him and were successively blasted apart during the fierce battle.

"What a Heaven!"

Ye Fan stood with his hands clasped behind his back on this magnificent and peculiar island. It resembled a coffin, connected to nine dragon veins, as if poised to ascend and become immortal.

This was practically identical to the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin. The ancient bronze coffin that had once carried him into the starry sky was now nowhere to be found, and this place evoked his memories.

"The Ancient Sovereigns are not the true masters of this place," Dao Yi spoke. "They merely discovered it by chance and chose to reside here. This is an immortal island left from the Chaotic Ancient Era, far older than the Mythological Era, its origins untraceable."

Heaven was annihilated, shaking the starry sky and causing all regions to tremble. Ye Fan had swept away yet another restricted life zone.

"Heavenly Emperor Ye!"

"What a powerful Sacred Body! He can truly be called a Heavenly Emperor! A figure comparable to a Heavenly Sovereign has appeared in this era, rising during the golden age!"

Throughout the cosmos, all races trembled in awe.

With a resounding uproar, as the news spread across all regions, exclamations of astonishment echoed from countless life-bearing planets throughout the cosmos. The two words, "Heavenly Emperor," seemed to possess a strange, magical power.