Chapter 1791: No Match

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The Heavens, once desolate, had been completely wiped out!

Ye Fan stood above with his hands clasped behind his back, his black hair cascading down, his clothes stained with the blood of Supremes. Eliminating four Supremes in a single day was an astonishingly brilliant achievement.

"Master, the Primordial Ancient Mine cannot be found anywhere," Ye Tong reported upon his return.

Ye Fan nodded. Destroying The Heavens was enough; eliminating one forbidden zone today sufficed. The last remaining source of trouble could be slowly sought out and dealt with later.

Nine dragon veins stretched across the land, truly resembling dragons, as if true dragons with raised heads and long roars were about to leap into the Nine Heavens and charge into the Immortal Realm.

"Why does it resemble it so much?" Ye Fan stood in The Heavens, having observed it for a long time. Such mountain terrain was rare in ancient and modern times.

Most incredible, naturally, was the island behind it—a divine island shaped like a coffin, formed naturally and connected to the nine dragon veins.

He had observed it carefully; it was a product of nature, not artificially arranged. It was truly a marvel of craftsmanship, astonishing to behold.

"Perhaps this is the prototype of a coffin, and ancient people used it as a model to create coffins," Dao Yi commented.

This conclusion was somewhat amusing, but no one could laugh, because this place was a relic from the Chaotic Ancient Era, predating the Age of Mythology and all civilizations in this world.

In the center of the coffin-shaped island was an ancient cave, where immortal qi permeated and ascended, enveloped by glowing mists, appearing mysterious and peculiar.

Ye Fan and his companions searched here. This place had endured countless kalpas throughout eternity, seemingly a divine land where The Heavens were buried. However, the ancient cavern was already empty, with nothing left behind.

There was an aura of immortality here that could slow down the flow of time, or rather, a "long life qi" that imbued vitality, preventing premature decay.

"No wonder it became a dormant place for forbidden zones; it truly is a treasure land," Ye Fan sighed softly. To his surprise, he saw some markings on the ground. When he carefully measured and comprehended them, he was startled.

Their size and shape resembled the ancient bronze coffin he had seen and entered before, which surprised him. Ye Fan stared in a daze, wondering if that coffin had once lain here before finally departing.

He immediately employed the secret technique from the Vedic Sutra to trace its origins, hoping to discover the truth. Unfortunately, he failed because multiple Supremes had once slumbered here, eradicating all karmic traces and heavenly secrets.

Everyone showed a strange expression. This place was truly bizarre. Upon careful sensing, there was a faint aura of immortal dao principles that slowed down the aging of life.

"It's unfathomable, impossible to understand. Those mysterious Chaotic Ancient years truly inspire awe," the Black Emperor sighed.

Finally, they moved The Heavens, also known as the Burying Heaven Island, back to the Heavenly Court, transforming it into another astonishing courtyard where the Old Madman, Human Demon, and others could live in seclusion.

The destruction of The Heavens shook the entire universe. Emperor Ye's name resonated loudly throughout the human realm, his glory reaching its pinnacle, with no one left to contend against him.

"Master, are you alright?" Little Song asked anxiously when everything had settled down.

"I have a slight Dao injury, but it won't defeat me. Don't worry," Ye Fan said, wiping a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth, which appeared vivid in his palm.

"This..." Everyone looked on, growing more concerned.

"Rest assured, if there were a real problem, why would I have gone to The Heavens and exerted so much effort? This won't affect anything," Ye Fan smiled.

He then warned everyone not to blindly pursue combat strength, to avoid being overly aggressive and leaving behind hidden ailments, which would eventually manifest.

Ye Fan sighed. His Dao injury was an old root cause from when he was in the Saint King realm; at that time, he frequently coughed up blood and was sickly. Later, when he broke through to the Great Saint realm, it seemed to be suppressed, and he was fine.

However, this time, when he broke through the suppression of all Daos to become the Heavenly Emperor, that minor flaw became a source of disaster, fully manifesting and collapsing, leading to his current injuries.

If it weren't for him, anyone else would have long since been annihilated, body and spirit.

This was a Heavenly Emperor's scar, related to the suppression of all Daos and the phantom of an immortal. No one knew the extent of the severe damage he suffered during his tribulation, nor how he struggled through it.

Nevertheless, the Dao injury could not defeat him; it was truly suppressed, showing signs of improvement. This also demonstrated his profound cultivation.

Immortal Mountain, God's Ruin, and The Heavens—such forbidden zones becoming courtyards of the Heavenly Court truly awe the ages. Who could compare? After a few battles, no one in the world could contend against them.

A century passed swiftly. Ye Fan was now over 2,900 years old, and some in the Heavenly Court had truly aged, showing signs of weariness.

Time is merciless; it does not shift according to human will. It cuts down everything; even the greatest lives have a day when they reach their end.

"Grandpa Human Demon, Grandpa Old Madman... they are fading," Yang Xi reported to Ye Fan on the cliffs of Immortal Mountain that day, her heart heavy.

Ye Fan sighed, saying, "If there's truly no other way, I will seal them all."

"But they disagree. They don't wish to take the undying medicine; they only hope to die naturally. Grandpa Human Demon, especially, having been sealed since the Primordial Era, has long grown weary of it," Yang Xi said.

Ye Fan stood up, silent. He gazed at the sky, filled with sorrow. The path to immortality was so difficult; time waited for no one. He hadn't yet made critical progress, yet those around him were passing away one after another.

Over a decade later, Human Demon and the Old Madman successively reached the end of their lives, smiling in sleep within the ancient cavern of The Heavens.

The autumn wind swept through, and yellow leaves fluttered. This autumn was exceptionally cold, chilling everyone to the core.

Fine raindrops fell, and the Heavenly Court was filled with grief. People deeply missed the two elders. This late autumn was steeped in sorrow. "Even the greatest legacy has a day of conclusion; even the most glorious era has an end. Who in the world can escape death? No matter how peerless a prodigy you are, no matter how magnificent your prime, in the end, you are but a mound of yellow earth."

This year, this autumn, left an indelible mark of grief.

Time flowed by, and in the blink of an eye, over a thousand years passed. Ye Fan was four thousand years old, and the peak of his life had arrived. At this moment, his Dao injury was not apparent; his vital energy was like a sea. With a single thought, he could shatter the Nine Heavens, unrivaled both above and below.

The name of the Heavenly Emperor shook the universe; he had no more opponents.

The Heavenly Court reached its zenith of glory. Not only was there no force in the current age that could contend against it, but even looking back through the ages, few adversaries could be found.

Now, it had almost recreated the glory of Emperor Zun's era at the end of the Age of Mythology!

The Divine Organization merged, with the White-Haired Ancestor God leading his followers to join. All of this was due to the existence of the Divine Child, which made them recognize the legitimacy of the Heavenly Court.

The Divine Child was again sealed by Ye Fan into the Immortal Source, hoping for him to shine brightly in a future era, not this one. Now, Ye Fan's magical power was unparalleled; he could refine any source liquid, so he lacked none of these divine treasures.

"My Emperor Yu Feng will return one day!" This little one named himself, his ambition clear: he aimed to stand at the peak of the universe.

The Dao Palace organization also ceased to exist. The Woodcutter, the Yellow-Toothed Elder, and the Big Bearded Man, three giants, all passed away one after another, leaving all their followers to Ye Fan before their demise.

The Yellow-Toothed Elder's granddaughter was sealed into the Divine Source. She was an amazing little girl whom people had previously thought was a boy and had placed high hopes upon. Otherwise, that old codger wouldn't have said she should deal with the Chaos Body or the egg under the Heavenly Blade.

At four thousand years old, Ye Fan stood at the pinnacle of the human path, virtually invincible!

Yet, he harbored regret. For so many years, he had been striving, trying to comprehend the method of eternal life, constantly exploring and searching, but how difficult it was!

Things had come to this point; only by taking that step himself could he then return to guide others. The passing of one elder after another filled his heart with sorrow.

"Boom!"

On this day, a fluctuation came from deep within an unknown starfield. Others might not have sensed it, but Ye Fan's eyes snapped open.

The next moment, Ye Fan descended outside Beidou, watching a chaotic immortal land crack open. There, great tribulations continued relentlessly, lightning surging and shattering the ancient immortal land, with immortal light flying out.

The lightning was powerful, but that wasn't the key point; to Ye Fan, it was nothing. What was astonishing was the rare immortal qi overflowing from within.

The next moment, he knew who this person was. His calm state of mind rippled, and a joyous expression appeared on his face as he stepped forward.

"Ah, it's killing me! Your grandpa's heavenly tribulation, is it ever going to end?"

"It hurts so much! Damn old heavens, go easy on me, I still want to live a few more years! I've finally escaped and passed a quasi-emperor tribulation; do you want to strike me dead too?"

"Damn it, you're really pushing your luck! This young master is annoyed! If you don't stop, I... I... I'm really going to be finished." The person clearly lacked confidence.

Ye Fan smiled. This person still had his old personality, his big mouth unchanged. Even during his tribulation, he kept muttering endlessly, truly a chatterbox.

"Please, Old Heavens, be gentle with me! Come on, kill me softly, please don't be so violent!" A person, his skin torn and flesh exposed, covered in blood and electric arcs, jumped up and down, shrieking repeatedly.

That person was Tu Fei, who had been missing for nearly four thousand years and only now reappeared. Ye Fan had found him in the Arctic lands back then, but they hadn't seen each other since.

He seemed to have vanished from the world, leaving no trace.

Even Ye Fan's countless deductions yielded nothing; he couldn't find him. Unexpectedly, today, he reappeared in the world while undergoing his Quasi-Emperor tribulation.

"Woof, is that... the kid this Emperor lost?" The big black dog also arrived, feeling a bit guilty.

When Ye Fan left the Heavenly Court, everyone was surprised because he hadn't stepped out of Immortal Mountain for over a thousand years, so they all followed him.

"Tu Fei..." Li Heishui shouted excitedly, tears welling up in his eyes. Of the little bandits from back then, only two or three remained.

Pang Bo laughed heartily, both excited and emotional, saying, "After more than three thousand years apart, we still have the chance to drink together. This feeling of reunion is truly wonderful."

"I missed you all so much! You're all still alive, aowu!" Tu Fei howled like a wolf. He had truly been cooped up for too many years.

"Be careful during your tribulation!" Ye Fan reminded him.

With such a group of people there, he naturally wouldn't have any problems and successfully advanced, becoming a Quasi-Emperor.

He quickly rushed over and embraced everyone, his face streaked with tears, but he was laughing heartily, crying and laughing at the same time.

"Holy cow, you don't even have clothes after your tribulation! I'm a male, let go!" the Dragon Horse shouted.

Everyone burst into laughter.

When he hugged the big black dog, Tu Fei's eyes instantly widened, almost looking as if he wanted to devour it, grinding his teeth.

"This Emperor has business to attend to. You all chat; I'm leaving first." The big black dog looked crestfallen, wanting to escape, feeling so unconfident for the first time.

"You stop right there!" Tu Fei grabbed its tail and wouldn't let go.

"Men should not touch men intimately, let go!" The Black Emperor's large, bell-like eyes rolled around, and it finally blurted out such a shocking and hilarious statement.

Everyone roared with laughter.