Chapter 978: Heretic — Begging for Monthly Votes in the Last Few Hours of This Month!
The vast and boundless starry sky stretched out endlessly, with ancient stars hanging high, scattering down strands of starlight. On a desolate ancient planet, Ye Fan sat cross-legged, his entire body radiating a faint golden light. The power of the Primordial Saint Body circulated within him, resonating with the heaven and earth.
Not far away, the Big Black Dog lay sprawled on the ground, its tail occasionally flicking, its eyes gleaming with a cunning light. Beside it, the Holy Prince stood with his arms crossed, his golden fur shimmering, his gaze fixed on the distant starry river.
"Ye Fan, you've been cultivating for three days straight. Aren't you afraid of exhausting yourself to death?" The Big Black Dog couldn't help but speak up.
Ye Fan opened his eyes, a trace of golden light flashing within them. He slowly exhaled a mouth of turbid air and said, "The road ahead is long. If I don't work hard, I'm afraid I won't even have the qualifications to set foot on the Ancient Human Path."
"Hmph, those so-called geniuses from the various Holy Lands and Ancient Clans are nothing more than that. If you ask me, you're the true monster." The Big Black Dog curled its lips.
The Holy Prince nodded and said, "That's right. In this generation, those who can truly be your opponents are few and far between. But you must be careful of those ancient freaks who have been sealed away. They are the true heretics."
"Heretics?" Ye Fan frowned slightly.
"Yes, those who were sealed in ancient times, sleeping through the ages, waiting for this great era to awaken. Their talent and strength are beyond imagination." The Holy Prince's expression turned serious.
The Big Black Dog added, "I've heard that in the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain, there are several ancient freaks who have awakened. They are known as the 'Ancient Imperial Princes,' all descendants of ancient emperors, possessing unparalleled bloodlines and techniques."
Ye Fan's gaze grew deep. He knew that the path ahead would not be smooth. The so-called heretics were probably even more terrifying than he had imagined.
"Let's go. We need to find the next Star Gate and continue heading toward the Ancient Human Path." Ye Fan stood up, his robe fluttering without wind.
Just as the three were about to set off, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended from the distant starry sky. The space trembled, and a huge rift tore open, from which a figure slowly emerged.
This was a young man dressed in golden armor, his entire body radiating a dazzling divine light. His eyes were like lightning as he swept his gaze across Ye Fan and the others, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"So you are the rumored Primordial Saint Body? Not bad, you do have some skill." The young man in golden armor spoke, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.
Ye Fan's expression remained calm as he asked, "Who are you?"
"Me? I am a heretic, a descendant of an ancient emperor. My name is... Ancient Emperor Son!" The young man in golden armor declared proudly.
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the Big Black Dog and the Holy Prince changed slightly. They hadn't expected to encounter an Ancient Imperial Prince so soon.
"Ancient Emperor Son? What do you want?" Ye Fan asked calmly.
"Simple. I want to see if the legendary Primordial Saint Body is truly as formidable as they say." The Ancient Emperor Son's body erupted with a dazzling golden light as he struck out with a palm, a golden great hand condensing in the sky, pressing down toward Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's eyes narrowed. He didn't dodge or evade, instead directly throwing a punch. The golden fist light collided with the golden great hand, producing a deafening roar. The surrounding void shattered inch by inch.
"Not bad, you actually blocked my casual strike." The Ancient Emperor Son revealed a hint of surprise, then his expression turned even more ferocious. "But that's all you've got!"
As his voice fell, the Ancient Emperor Son's aura suddenly surged, and a terrifying pressure swept out. His body seemed to merge with the heaven and earth, the power of the stars converging around him.
"Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!" Ye Fan shouted, his fists transforming into six divine lights, each carrying the power of reincarnation, fiercely bombarding the Ancient Emperor Son.
"Humph, mere tricks!" The Ancient Emperor Son sneered, his hands forming seals, and a massive divine mountain appeared before him, blocking Ye Fan's attack.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two clashed fiercely in the starry sky, each collision causing the void to collapse and stars to tremble. The Big Black Dog and the Holy Prince watched from the side, their hearts filled with shock.
"This Ancient Emperor Son is indeed powerful. He's actually able to fight Ye Fan to a standstill." The Big Black Dog muttered.
The Holy Prince nodded and said, "He hasn't used his full strength yet. These ancient freaks all have their own trump cards."
Sure enough, as the battle intensified, the Ancient Emperor Son suddenly let out a long roar, his body erupting with a dazzling divine light. An ancient emperor's shadow appeared behind him, radiating a supreme pressure.
"Imperial Technique — Emperor Fist!" The Ancient Emperor Son shouted, his fist transforming into an emperor's fist, carrying the might of an ancient emperor, smashing toward Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's expression turned serious. He felt the terrifying power of this fist, which was enough to shatter stars. He didn't dare to be careless and immediately activated the Indestructible Golden Body, his entire body turning into a golden divine statue.
"Immortal King Overlooking the Nine Heavens!" Ye Fan shouted, a massive phantom of an immortal king appearing behind him, overlooking the nine heavens, an inviolable divine might spreading out.
Boom!
The two supreme techniques collided, producing a terrifying explosion. The surrounding stars shattered, and the void collapsed into a black hole. Ye Fan and the Ancient Emperor Son both retreated several steps, their faces pale.
"Interesting, truly interesting." The Ancient Emperor Son wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes. "You are worthy of being my opponent. But today, I will not fight you to the death. We will meet again on the Ancient Human Path."
After speaking, the Ancient Emperor Son tore open the void and disappeared without a trace.
Ye Fan took a deep breath, his gaze growing even more resolute. He knew that the road ahead would only become more difficult, but he would never back down.
"Let's go. We continue on our way." Ye Fan said calmly.
The Big Black Dog and the Holy Prince exchanged a glance, then silently followed. The starry sky was vast, and the road ahead was long. Who would ultimately stand at the peak? Everything was still unknown.