Chapter 864: Six Thousand Years of Immortality for Wei Yi

## Chapter 866: Wei Yi, Who Lived for Six Thousand Years

Qixia Plain was silent; everyone was terrified, having never imagined Ye Fan would dare to challenge an Ancestor King so directly, confronting him head-on.

“Human Saint Body, you haven’t even matured, and your words are already so audacious?” The Ancestor King, adorned with a purple-gold crown, clearly intended to strike.

Stars dotted the night sky, which had long since grown dark. The great battle had concluded, yet the situation grew even tenser as saints confronted each other.

“It’s not my arrogance; it’s your excessive bullying. A fair battle has concluded, yet you forcefully intervene. What exactly do you intend?” Ye Fan demanded.

“Your courage is commendable, but you lack the corresponding strength.” After speaking, the Ancestor King in the purple-gold crown glowed all over. This time, he came prepared and stepped towards Ye Fan.

In truth, Ye Fan longed to strike, to burn everything clean. While it might not kill the opponent, it would certainly severely wound them, as his flames were too formidable.

However, before he could act, a brilliant light burst from afar, roaring like thunder, blindingly bright, and struck the Ancestor King with the purple-gold crown. It contained the might of lightning, so powerful that even a saint could not evade it.

“Human-shaped lightning!” someone exclaimed. It was a white-robed figure covered in electric light, radiating brilliance, enveloped by scorching electricity, like thunder descended from the nine heavens.

With a bang, the human-shaped white light flashed, and a large foot landed on the Ancestor King in the purple-gold crown, instantly causing him to cough up blood and collapse into the dust.

“Divine King!” Ye Fan exclaimed.

“A fair battle has concluded, yet you are so aggressive. What do you take the Jade Lake peace talks for?” Jiang Taixu’s figure materialized, blending with the electric light, appearing mysterious and unpredictable.

Many people in the distance paled. This was a saint's technique; their true body was likely tens of thousands of miles away. This was a clone formed by condensing the essence of heaven and earth.

“You….” The Ancestor King in the purple-gold crown turned pale. His current disarray enraged him, but upon seeing Jiang Taixu when he looked up, he swallowed the rest of his words.

During the battle at the Jade Lake, Divine King Jiang had slaughtered countless foes, sweeping all before him, inspiring extreme dread among the kings. Who dared to face him alone? He truly possessed an invincible aura.

No one expected that at this critical moment, the peerless Divine King would manifest a wisp of a clone to protect Ye Fan, causing everyone to change their expressions.

“If a peer, even a great king, were to trouble him, I wouldn’t interfere. But what does it mean for you, a dignified Ancestor King, to act after their fair duel?” The Divine King thundered, his voice filled with supreme majesty as he looked down upon the Ancestor King below.

A boom erupted across Qixia Plain. Everyone was astonished: first, the demon saint Xuan Gui appeared, then the saint from Tian Tui Stone Workshop intervened, and finally, even the peerless Divine King arrived, all to stand up for Ye Fan.

“The saints not displaying divine powers—this was a consensus reached not long ago. If you wish to break it, I have nothing to say, but I will certainly be the first to come for you.” Jiang Taixu, his white robes fluttering, no longer paid attention to the Ancestor King sprawled on the ground, and vanished, transforming into the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

“Let’s stop here for today. How about we put an end to all this? I trust the magnanimity of the Daoists from Primordial Lake,” said the old saint from Tian Ban Stone Workshop.

The Ancestor King from Primordial Lake had flickering eyes. He felt no obligation to the one wearing the purple-gold crown. If war truly broke out, it would undoubtedly be their clan leading the fight, and a royal clan engaging in war was a matter of immense gravity!

“Brother Dao, are you not pleased with me?” The Ancestor King in the purple-gold crown, with a grim look, rose from the dust, his face expressionless and burning with shame.

The people from Primordial Lake were indifferent and did not respond. The primordial imperial Dao sword at the center of the white-haired Ancestor King’s brows flashed and disappeared, retracting into his Celestial Platform. He flicked his sleeve and said, “Let’s go!”

“Brother Dao, what is the meaning of this? I was standing up for you, even willing to fight a human saint,” said the Ancestor King in the purple-gold crown, his eyes now glinting coldly.

“Are you certain you wish to act?” The old saint from Tian Ban Stone Workshop stepped forward, instantly generating a ripple of fluctuations that spread outwards.

A boom resonated. He did not launch a fierce attack, yet this seemingly simple step made hearts pound. A dignified Ancestor King was sent flying backwards like a scarecrow, once again falling into the dust.

“You…” The Ancestor King in the purple-gold crown was greatly shocked, then inexplicably terrified. He stood up, his face ashen, utterly disgraced today.

Other ancient race powerhouses felt a chill from head to toe. This terribly aged human saint was truly fearsome. What level of cultivation was this? Certainly no less than the white-robed Divine King.

“It’s Wei Yi, unchanged!” An old human cultivator in the crowd sighed. Consulting ancient texts, he guessed the identity of the Tian Ban Saint—one of the three heroes of Tian Wei back then, and the youngest junior brother of the Mad Old Man.

“What? The junior brother of a Great Saint, or even a Quasi-Emperor?” This statement caused a commotion. Even the ancient race members were stunned. This old man had a terrifying background.

Wei Yi, a name that had vanished for six thousand years, was now re-etched into everyone’s hearts. Although Tian Wei was nominally gone, from this day forward, it commanded even greater reverence.

“Enough. It was just a fair duel. Why stir up more trouble? Even the Daoists from Primordial Lake aren’t making a fuss, so what are you doing? An era of peace is hard-won.” From the carriage pulled by nine primeval fierce beasts at the edge of the sky, the voice of the Nine Phoenix King emerged.

Everyone was stunned, not expecting him to say such words. With such a titan speaking, who would dare to continue the conflict?

“Human Saint Body, Great Saint Huntuo asked me to convey his thanks to you. If you have leisure, you may visit Tianfang; no one will hinder you.” The Nine Phoenix King said, his voice resounding through the sky. The nine primeval fierce beasts pulling the carriage vanished into the horizon.

The powerhouses of the various ancient tribes were even more astonished, each staring in disbelief. What did this mean? Was even Great Saint Huntuo going to protect the Human Saint Body?

Ye Fan gave a wry smile. A primeval dragon loach that could extend one's life by eight hundred years… he wondered if this would lead to a great disaster in the future. A Great Saint who could destroy half an ancient star with a raised hand was truly terrifying.

The starry sky was brilliant, and moonlight fell like a thin mist upon Ye Fan, making him appear ethereal and transcendent. He drew the gaze of all races, becoming the sole focus.

Undoubtedly, in this battle, the Human Saint Body's name shook the world. He defeated an ancient imperial bloodline and slew one of the most impactful Dao-Slayers of the younger generation, taking his most solid step on the path to becoming a Great Emperor.

The Shakelight Saint Son, Yan Ruyu, Huang Xudao, Huo Qilinzi, Jade Lake Saintess, Central Emperor, Divine Silkworm Daoist, Purple Mansion Saintess, Heavenly Emperor's Son, and others all looked on. Some had eyes as deep as the starry sky, some had eyes gleaming with unusual brilliance, others were expressionless, and some openly revealed killing intent; their reactions varied.

The younger generation vied for supremacy. In the future, countless more would perish. On the path to becoming an Emperor, there was no right or wrong, only ruthlessness and cruelty. One had to advance by treading on the blood and bones of divine sons, and ultimately, only one could stand at the absolute peak.

“They all have hope of becoming Emperors. These people truly shouldn’t have appeared in the same era. If born separately, each would undoubtedly shine brightly and their fame would endure for eternity.”

“Opportunity is fleeting. The path to immortality might open in this era. Who would want to miss it? Perhaps some Emperor's sons are also still alive.”

In the dark, two old Ancestor Kings discussed, then silently vanished, leaving no trace.

After this night, the world was astonished, and the Five Domains seethed. Yuangu was slain, and the Human Saint Body emerged victorious. The news spread to every corner of this ancient star.

The world-renowned battle concluded with immense impact, spreading through all major sects. Even within the Great Thunderclap Temple, Buddhist chants resonated, and the Victorious Fighting Buddha personally inquired about the outcome of this battle.

Upon the news, the ancient temples in the Western Desert chimed softly, and many old monks chanted "Amitabha."

In the Southern Ridge, Northern Plains, Central Province, and Eastern Wasteland, in all the great sacred lands and the undying Imperial Palaces, people discussed how the Human Saint Body had matured and was now unstoppable!

If he did not perish, even if constrained by his physique and unable to become an Emperor, he could still challenge ancient Great Emperors in the future, reigning over the world for ten thousand years as an uncrowned king.

This battle affected all ancient races, making them truly realize that humanity had changed and could now coexist with them. Ye Fan’s name spread to every tribe.

In the Divine City, inside the Tian Ban Stone Workshop, water on the stove had boiled. Ye Fan placed three Enlightenment Tea leaves into the pot, and instantly, a fragrant aroma diffused, with wisps of tea steam rising.

This time, he wasn't just freeloading a saint's tea. He had bid an astronomical price at the Celestial Demon Treasure Pavilion for three divine tea leaves, solely to thank the old saint Wei Yi for his protection.

“Truly refreshing…” A group of people sat around, all there to partake in the tea, including Pang Bo, Li Tian, Monkey, Li Heishui, and others.

Duan De was sensible and didn't show his face, because he had previously roamed the mausoleum of Tian Ban Sacred Land and dug up a treasure. The saying "a guilty conscience needs no accuser" perfectly applied.

“Immortal Palace…” Ye Fan put down his teacup. Upon hearing Pang Bo's experience, he fell into deep thought.

Pang Bo, hounded relentlessly with no escape, fled near the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land and accidentally entered an Immortal Palace, where he gained significant fortune. At the same time, he discovered traces left by an old acquaintance.

“Zhou Yi and the others entered the Immortal Palace and had great fortune. I saw some clues.”

“Lin Jia might be in the Southern Domain; she left me a message on a wall. I want to go and see how she is now?” Ye Fan looked south.

The Human Saint Body’s appearance in the Divine City drew attention from all sides. Even ancient race beings retreated, and the younger generation now felt nothing but awe. How many dared to contend with him?

Since slaying Yuangu, Ye Fan's name had risen like the sun at noon. Wherever he went, sect masters bowed in respect, and he received immense courtesy, possessing the prestige to awe an entire region.

That day, Yuanshi and Tongtian appeared together in the Divine City, waiting for the Heavenly Emperor’s Son to show up and claim their bet: the heart of the Enlightenment Tea Tree. However, after a long wait, he did not appear.

“Heavenly Emperor’s Son, a person cannot stand without integrity. Please send my ancient Enlightenment Tea Tree heart as soon as possible.” Pang Bo transformed into a giant loudspeaker, shouting throughout the Divine City in the name of the Daoist Tongtian for half a day.

“This humble Daoist Yuanshi trusts the character of Daoist Heavenly Emperor’s Son. I will come for the bet another day; I hope it won’t be too far off.” Finally, Ye Fan declared this, unwilling to wait any longer and eager to go to the Southern Domain to figure things out quickly.

On this day, they traversed the void and arrived in the Southern Domain, but many people they asked had no idea where the Immortal Ascension Valley was; no one had even heard of it.

“Let’s go ask the big-eyed girl’s family. Isn’t her home in the Southern Domain?” Monkey said. He himself was clearly very active, but sometimes he liked to act old-fashioned, calling Ji Ziyue "big-eyed girl."

“Right, let’s go ask the Ji family,” Li Tian nodded, eager to visit the family where an ancient Great Emperor once appeared.

Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Monkey, Black Emperor, and their group traversed the void and arrived at the banks of Ji River. On the opposite side of the river was the ancient Desolate Ancient Aristocratic Family—the Ji family.

“Look!”

At the Ji family, clouds and mist surged. The gates of the celestial palace suspended in the air were wide open, and many important Ji family figures, including their patriarch who was about to retire, as well as some living fossils and elders, personally came out to welcome them inside. This level of courtesy was extremely rare and not something everyone could receive.

Compared to the past, things were entirely different. When Ye Fan first arrived here, he was just a small cultivator, targeted and threatened. Now, he sat as an equal with the giants of sects and was respected by all quarters.

“Little Ye Zi, are you here to see me?” Ji Ziyue smiled happily among the crowd, her bright eyes sparkling, small dimples appearing, looking very playful and charming.

Ye Fan smiled and said yes.

In the past, some Ji family elders would certainly have reacted strongly, not allowing Ji Ziyue to get too close to Ye Fan. But now, things had completely changed; even the stubborn faction welcomed this sight, and some old immortals stroked their beards with a smile.

“This river is called Ji River. How is it exactly like the one recorded in historical texts from the other side of the starry sky?” Pang Bo muttered, asking Ye Fan beside him.

“I asked Ziyue, but she didn’t know,” Ye Fan said.

“Oh, are you saying there’s also a Ji River on the other side of the starry sky? Could it be the mysterious place where our clan’s Void Great Emperor once stayed?” An old relic from the Ji family, whose ears twitched, having developed acute hearing, caught their whispers.

“What?” Ye Fan and Pang Bo both exclaimed in surprise.