Chapter 404: Sacred Body Vision

The moon shone upon the land, casting a widespread silver glow.

All cultivators across the land fixated their gaze on the Divine City, wondering if the Dragon Transformation Pond would be a place of metamorphosis, like a chrysalis breaking open to reveal a butterfly, or a cursed ground where a Saint Body would fall and bleed. Everyone held their breath, watching with intense anticipation.

"Dong!"

From within the immortal pond, a dazzling divine light pierced the heavens, so brilliant that it stung everyone's eyes, causing tears to stream down uncontrollably. It was the radiance of an immense surge of vital energy.

The Dragon Transformation Pond was not large, merely a few yards across. Its water was sweet, milky white, crystal clear, and fragrant, rumored to be the very place from which a true dragon had once ascended.

Now, with its seal broken, the pond erupted like a million volcanoes simultaneously, its primordial essence piercing the firmament and tearing through the sky, resembling countless colossal dragons ascending.

It was a world-shaking spectacle; magnificent dragons intertwined through heaven and earth, brilliant and incandescent, bathing the entire ancient city in their glow, becoming an eternal light within the cosmos.

Ye Fan, immaculate in his white robes, meditated within the Dragon Transformation Pond. His black hair billowed, and his body shimmered with a crystalline glow. He resembled a serene and tranquil deity, refining himself with spiritual energy.

Waves of vital energy, like true dragons, surged forth from his body, one after another, roaring like a tempestuous tide!

From the crown of his head, the thickest dragon-shaped surge of vital energy connected with heaven and earth, soaring into the sky, making onlookers question if they were dreaming, unable to believe such a sight.

How powerful was his physical body truly? Was this the peerless might of a Saint Body? This was undoubtedly the unleashing of his full potential; if fully exerted, this very body alone would be enough to suppress all other formidable figures. The scene was utterly astounding, causing gasps of shock among the observers.

"Om!"

Ye Fan summoned the Cauldron of Myriad Mother Qi, which hovered above his head. Thousands of strands of profound yellow energy, fine as silk, descended, suppressing the Dragon Transformation Pond.

Yet, the sky-piercing divine radiance did not diminish significantly, for the spiritual energy was simply too dense. Had he attempted to forcibly seal it, the Dragon Transformation Pond would likely have ruptured.

The cauldron, ancient and primal, seemed a natural vessel for nurturing the Great Dao itself, emanating a profound and distant aura—the ultimate destination of the Dao, the very birthplace of the laws of heaven and earth.

As the Mother Qi of Myriad Things descended, as if the Three Thousand Great Daos had taken form, it enveloped Ye Fan, making him appear even more sacred and transcendent. His white robes billowed, his hair danced, and his body glowed, imbuing him with the very aura of a god.

"Whoa!"

From a distance, everyone gasped in collective awe. The primordial source of the Mother Qi of Myriad Things captivated the minds of all present. This was a sacred artifact exclusive to ancient Great Emperors; how many throughout history had ever managed to obtain it?

Even some Great Emperors of old failed to find it, resorting instead to forging their sacred weapons with their own flesh and blood. One could only imagine its immense value!

Not a single person was unmoved. Though many had long heard rumors of Ye Fan possessing a Great Emperor's sacred artifact, this was their first actual glimpse. Were it not for the protection of the peerless Divine King, a world-shaking battle would undoubtedly have already erupted.

The mere appearance of this cauldron could absolutely ignite widespread chaos, very likely leading to rivers of blood, mountains of corpses, and universal devastation.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, a resonating sound, akin to a dragon's roar, reverberated through heaven and earth, emanating from the horizon.

Someone, seated high on a cloud, played a guqin, producing profound and wondrous melodies. Initially, the sound was like a gentle breeze and soft rain, then like the flowing waters of a high mountain stream, and finally, like clangs of metal weapons and thundering warhorses!

An aura of lethal intent, like a colossal flood, surged forth with a roaring torrent, destroying all in its path, obliterating everything, and rushing towards Ye Fan.

Even with the peerless Divine King's protection, someone still made a move, intending to eliminate Ye Fan in his nascent stage, unwilling to let him break the curse and truly mature.

"Whoosh!"

A fierce gale erupted, and golden clouds swept in, like a vast ocean, obscuring the stars and moon, yet making the night sky shimmer with an otherworldly brilliance.

It was a golden Roc, seemingly cast from pure gold, dazzling and resplendent. Spreading its wings, it slashed horizontally downwards, its fearsome might chilling observers to the bone.

"Hmph!"

The Red Dragon Daoist gazed skyward, his ancient robes flapping fiercely. His eyes, like deep pools, narrowed. With a soft shout, heaven and earth convulsed, and the very world seemed to invert.

"Boom!"

The diving golden Roc was instantly torn into five pieces, disintegrating into the void. Everyone was aghast; the old Red Dragon Daoist was truly a peerless and terrifyingly powerful figure. A mere soft exclamation from him commanded such divine might.

"Ding"

The guqin's note, like a muffled drumbeat, signaled a plucked string, and from the horizon, another true dragon surged forth. Blood-red and hundreds of yards long, it appeared like a mountain range sweeping through the sky.

This was clearly an insult to the old Red Dragon Daoist, playing on his name. The guqin note transforming into a blood-red dragon was akin to forcing him to destroy himself.

The old Red Dragon Daoist snorted coldly, extending a massive hand that instantly obliterated the blood-red dragon. Then, his hand, stretching out like a sprawling mountain range, reached towards the horizon.

Many cultivators felt a chill creep up their spines. The Red Dragon Daoist's skill was so profound it bordered on the Dao itself; he treated the vast world as a mere trinket box in his palm, effortlessly reaching and grasping anything, no matter how distant.

"Zheng zheng zheng..."

Killing intent soared to the heavens, and the guqin's notes shattered the clouds. True dragons, Rocs, Qilins, divine phoenixes—all manner of legendary immortal spirits—materialized as if true deities, lunging forth to attack.

"Boom!"

Yet, under the Red Dragon Daoist's colossal hand, all these manifested spirits were instantly reduced to dust, utterly incapable of impeding him in the slightest.

"Poof,"

The Red Dragon Daoist's colossal hand reached to the horizon, seized the figure playing the guqin, and then annihilated it into nothingness, turning it to dust.

"A spiritual puppet, not their true form!"

Many elder figures were alarmed, realizing this was undoubtedly a probing attack from a supreme expert. This night would not be peaceful; further moves were surely to come.

Within the Dragon Transformation Pond, Ye Fan remained still, eyes closed. The external events failed to stir his composure; he was as tranquil as an ancient well, as if detached from it all, seated like an immutable divine statue.

The Bodhi seed, brought from the ancient planet Yinghuo (Mars) and imbued with the essence of the Great Dao, was clasped in his left hand. It stirred the Great Dao of heaven and earth, gathering the vital energy of the Dragon Transformation Pond to purify his physical form.

The sky-piercing divine radiance enveloped him, with spiritual energy flowing through every inch of his skin. This was no ordinary essence, but the pure refinement of a divine source.

Every pore on his body opened wide as the radiance transmuted from the divine source continuously flowed in and out. His internal organs and bones were bathed in a dazzling luster.

All five divine repositories had already been cultivated, negating the need for prolonged seclusion. Whether his transformation—the "fish leaping into dragon" metamorphosis—would succeed or fail would be revealed this very night. A single step forward promised boundless freedom, while failure meant a descent into an endless abyss.

"Swoosh"

A green lotus materialized beside Ye Fan, bearing only three leaves. It contained the profound truth of the Great Dao: The Dao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all creation.

The three leaves swayed gently, and a misty, chaotic aura enveloped Ye Fan. Simultaneously, the profound techniques of the "Dao Scripture" within his Sea of Wheels automatically activated, flowing like rivers returning to the sea, like the resurgence of all creation.

Everyone was astonished; even the various Holy Lords were visibly moved. The manifestation of a green lotus within his body was undoubtedly part of the Saint Body's future divine phenomena, likely indicating a horrifying combat prowess.

Simultaneously, all five of Ye Fan's divine repositories resonated in unison, emitting a celestial melody of the Great Dao that echoed through heaven and earth, like the resounding vibrations of a grand bronze bell.

People could not discern its meaning, only perceiving a vast, divine resonance, like the solemn echoes of evening drums and morning bells, deafening yet awakening, bringing both alertness and enlightenment.

"He possesses ancient scriptures!"

Numerous powerful experts were astonished. They had never known Ye Fan's cultivation method, but now, upon learning this, they concluded he must have comprehended a supreme scripture; otherwise, such wondrous sounds would not have manifested.

However, even those who practiced ancient scriptures and cultivation techniques rarely achieved such a feat. It was exceedingly rare for the harmonious sounds of heaven and earth to manifest during meditation, but anyone exhibiting such phenomena would, without exception, typically ascend to become a supreme master.

Everyone's expression shifted, especially those of the younger generation, for this figure would undoubtedly be a formidable adversary in their future.

The various Holy Lords of the Eastern Barrens, the Four Immortal Imperial Dynasties of Central State, and even figures from the numerous schools of thought were profoundly stirred. They recognized that even if Ye Fan were not a Saint Body, his potential for growth would undeniably elevate him to the level of a sect leader.

"Boom!"

Killing intent, vast as the ocean, arrived in an instant. Thousands of sword beams pierced through heaven and earth, appearing directly before the Dragon Transformation Pond. Another unparalleled master had launched a lethal attack!

This time, killing intent surged to the heavens, with attackers emerging from all directions. The Divine City itself trembled, and the sheer number of assailants was unknown.

The Peacock King let out a great roar, spitting forth a precious seal from his mouth. Chaotic mist billowed forth as he swept it across all directions, a massive black seal piercing through heaven and earth.

"Shatter!" "Shatter!"

From all directions, weapons disintegrated into dust, and the killing intent was forcefully repelled.

The Chaotic Treasure Seal had been obtained from an ancient Great Emperor's private quarters, making it one of the rarest treasures in the world. Besides ultimate Dao weapons, few sharp blades could cleave it, truly qualifying it as a divine artifact.

The Peacock King acted with overwhelming power, crushing all the puppet figures and deterring a significant number of onlookers.

However, at that very moment, an indescribably terrifying aura diffused, shrouding the entire world and chilling everyone to their core.

"A Great Emperor Killing Formation!"

The Red Dragon Daoist was startled, and the four elders of the Feng clan also changed color, all feeling a cold dread, sensing that a major disaster was imminent.

Someone had actually unleashed Great Emperor formation patterns at this very moment—terrifying patterns of lethal divine power, clearly intending to enact complete annihilation!

The formation patterns left by ancient Great Emperors were exceedingly rare, and few could fully comprehend them. At most, one could deploy only a fragment, yet even that was absolutely astonishing and horrifying, possessing unimaginable destructive power.

To annihilate the Saint Body, even a Great Emperor Killing Formation had been deployed. It was truly heart-stopping, revealing the immense determination of those operating from the shadows!

"Swoosh"

A figure flickered in the sky, and the peerless Divine King appeared, his white robes billowing. He summoned the Divine Furnace of Severing Fire, suppressing the four directions and dismantling the ancient Great Emperor's formation patterns.

"Boom!"

Peerless killing intent erupted, confronting the Divine Furnace of Severing Fire, the killing formation demonstrating boundless power!

"This is..." Everyone was stunned. The assailant's comprehension of Dao patterns was terrifying. How much of the ancient Great Emperor's formation patterns had they truly deployed? This was absolutely horrifying, far more than just a mere fragment. Such world-shaking killing intent could actually contend with the Divine King, halting his advance!

Someone held extreme apprehension towards a fully matured Saint Body, unwilling to allow him to reach his full potential.

Undisturbed by this, Ye Fan remained perfectly still, eyes closed, focused on his breakthrough. He placed a crimson leaf on his brow, allowing the divine essence of the Great Dao to flow through it.

"That's a leaf from the Ancient Enlightenment Tea Tree!" many cultivators exclaimed.

On the crystalline leaf, a figure sat high in the ninth heaven, shrouded in clouds and mist, looking down upon all living beings. Numerous Dao patterns were densely inscribed upon it, making it incredibly mysterious.

"Swoosh"

With a flash of light, Ye Fan sat cross-legged in the void, an almost exact replica of the figure on the leaf. Shrouded in chaotic mist, he appeared to be gazing down upon all of existence.

At this moment, his countenance was solemn and majestic, like an eternal immortal king, compelling onlookers to instinctively prostrate themselves in worship.

He picked another leaf, and a second Enlightenment Tea leaf appeared, which he placed on the crown of his head.

On this lamb-fat jade-like leaf, a Yin-Yang diagram shimmered—the tangible embodiment of the Great Dao—emerging and rotating above his head.

Ye Fan instantly became ethereal, simultaneously more sacred and inviolable, as if coexisting with the world, eternal and imperishable.

"Swoosh"

The third leaf appeared and was placed over his heart. Purple light pulsed from it as a true dragon materialized and merged into his body. In that instant, his vital energy surged to the heavens.

With dragon energy coiling around him, he was enveloped by a vast divine power, drawing the boundless essence of the divine source into his being, undergoing a baptism akin to a sacred offering!

Divine light, like a tide, washed over every inch of his flesh and blood. His entire body shone resplendently, as translucent as multi-colored glaze, utterly devoid of impurities.

Simultaneously, the divine melody of the Great Dao within him grew even grander. He seemed to be imprinting himself upon the void, congealing with the entire heaven and earth to become an immortal whole.

"Om!"

The fourth leaf trembled gently, shimmering with brilliant golden light. Mountains and rivers faintly appeared on its surface, then instantly emerged, and a miniature world enveloped him.

Ye Fan remained unshaken, enveloped by a tranquil divine radiance. He resembled a primordial deity, one who had forged heaven and earth, now reigning within his own world and receiving the reverence of all beings.

Everyone was stunned. These divine phenomena were too profoundly shocking; even the Enlightenment Tea itself couldn't produce such effects. These were Ye Fan's own unique phenomena, gradually manifesting!

"Heavens, divine phenomena? The Saint Body is about to enter the Four Extremities Secret Realm!"

"Exactly! Only by entering the Four Extremities Secret Realm can a Saint Body manifest such divine phenomena. He is now..."

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