# Chapter 1001: Dao Achieved
Ye Fan fell silent for a moment. Was there really an ancient Heavenly Court? What he saw before him was magnificently boundless.
This was an ultra-large architectural complex, with carved jade railings and layered towers and pavilions. Various flowers, birds, fish, insects, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning were carved on the pavilions and terraces, along with figures of ancient ancestors. The main palace soared into the clouds, with mist and fog swirling horizontally. Giant watchtowers stood in forests, stacked like mountains, grand and majestic—truly a masterpiece of divine craftsmanship.
All of this was formed from lightning, extremely stable. It was a magnificent sight. Above the ancient architectural complex, lightning thundered, while around it, a boundless sea of thunder churned violently, stirring the nine heavens.
This was a miracle. Boundless startling thunder and blazing lightning streaked across the distance, cascading down like waterfalls, while this architectural complex remained constant, neither increasing nor decreasing.
Ye Fan took a step inside, wanting to see for himself. However, upon arriving here in person, he no longer saw a single human figure. It was as if he had come to a pure land, where even the sound of thunder seemed to have disappeared.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a palace exploded, burying him beneath it. Every pore on Ye Fan's body emitted electric light as he stepped out from within.
He continued forward, but every time he entered a palace, world-shaking lightning would explode. All the ancient architectural zones refused to let him approach, clashing with him.
Suddenly, multicolored auspicious light cascaded down from the sky. Endless sweet springs surged from the ancient architectural complex, along with the extraordinary scene of ten thousand rays of light flying through the heavens. Countless crystalline flowers fell from the sky, all transformed from lightning.
Another Severing Dao phenomenon appeared!
He did not try to seize them. These were merely strange sights, not real sweet springs or divine flowers. He needed to be on strict guard. Every time he entered a layer of heavenly palace, lightning would roar, the ancient towers would self-destruct, and the blazing light grew increasingly intense.
Ye Fan advanced all the way, eventually ascending into the sky, leaving this place that resembled the ancient Heavenly Court. He did not enter the deepest palaces but instead plunged into the higher reaches of the thunder sea.
"Boom!"
Deafening thunderclaps came. Great dragons pressed down, tens of thousands rising and surging. Another Severing Dao phenomenon appeared, burying him within.
Ye Fan was astonished. He continuously rose upward. With a bang, he was almost crushed, unable to breathe. Magnificent dragon mountains appeared.
Ninety-nine dragon mountains appeared in the sky, pressing down on him until he could barely breathe. All were formed from lightning. Fortunately, they did not explode, merely standing here.
"This is also a kind of Dao mark. The ninety-nine dragon mountains have visited many ancient stars and were recorded by the Dao of this starry sky, manifesting here. It seems extraordinary."
Then, he frowned. Could it be that the Heavenly Court really appeared on Earth, and was thus recorded in the Dao principles?
Ye Fan continued ascending. The strange sights he saw grew more numerous, and the Severing Dao phenomena became unpredictable. In total, there were nine types, but generally speaking, they could not harm him. After contending with nine young emperors, he had already passed the test.
Finally, he reached the end. Here, he endured tremendous pressure. Above, chaos surged violently. Every bolt of lightning was entwined with chaos, capable of destroying everything.
Ye Fan drew in a cold breath. The deepest part of this heavenly tribulation was indeed terrifying. Such lightning could definitely injure him. It was likely prepared for sages.
He stood quietly watching for a long time, then did one thing: he summoned his cauldron. This was his Dao-proving artifact. He cast it into the chaos lightning to forge it!
In this process, using his heart as a knife, he cast hundreds of ancient characters into the cauldron, embedding them into the cauldron walls. Again and again, through a thousand refinements and ten thousand forgings.
These were the hundreds of ancient characters obtained from the dragon-drawn coffin. So much time had passed, yet he still could not understand them. He served as a furnace, nurturing all scriptures, yet he could not see through this shortest of texts.
At this moment, he inscribed them with his heart, casting them into the cauldron walls. This scripture did not manifest in the world, disappearing again and again. Yet he did not give up, casting it a thousand times, ten thousand times.
Chaos lightning struck wildly. If not for the Primordial Mother Qi Root having long turned to ashes, nothing would remain. Even Ye Fan himself, if he entered, would have his skin split open and could not last long.
Ye Fan remained constant. Beneath this chaos lightning sea, he forged the cauldron, crafting his own Dao-proving artifact. The hundreds of ancient characters were all transformed into it. The cauldron grew increasingly close to the Dao.
Finally, he nearly exhausted his spirit. Only when he could no longer continue did he stop. The hundreds of ancient characters had entered. Whether they disappeared or not, he did not care. In this forging, with such supreme immortal principles as fire to burn it, that was enough!
The cauldron only needed to advance in sync with him, slowly transforming. It could not be achieved overnight. Advancing together with him was sufficient. This was the Dao-proving artifact.
Ye Fan opened his heavenly eye. Two beams of light like torches pierced into the chaos lightning sea. He revealed a look of surprise. "What is that above this chaos thunder sea?"
Unfortunately, even the heavenly eye could not see through it. He only vaguely sensed a trace of an aura that could crush all ages and heavens, making one tremble, inviolable, and inspiring awe.
Threads of chaos lightning, each cascading down like an ocean, vast and boundless. Breaking through was too difficult. He did not take the risk.
At this moment, everything faded. The heavenly punishment dried up. The thunder receded. The blazing lightning sea extinguished, as if it had never appeared.
Like a dream of the Southern Branch, Ye Fan stood alone in the universe. All the electric light and radiance had vanished. It was both real and illusory, giving one an unreal feeling.
The vast universe, the boundless starry sky. The real scene was cold and dark, silent and desolate, an eternal dead stillness.
After all the strange sights disappeared, everything returned to normal. Not a sound remained. Eternity was always like this. Only a man with a bare body stood alone.
"I succeeded. I broke through just like that." Ye Fan muttered to himself. Young emperors had appeared, and he had fought desperately, surviving by a hair's breadth. He had endured.
The Severing Dao was successful. He was not excited or trembling. His heart was peaceful, without worry or care. He stood in the universe for a long time.
Finally, Ye Fan let out a clear whistle. A river of stars poured from his mouth. His entire aura was like a sword. With a clang, his soldiers moved for a hundred thousand miles, and chaotic swords split the sky.
"Whoosh"
With a flash of clear light, everything disappeared again. His expression was serene and peaceful. He stretched his body, facing the vast starry sky. His eyes sparkled. He took a forceful breath, and all directions stirred.
Tens of thousands of strands of starlight flowed, following the star domains, falling from the depths of the universe, gathering toward his body, forming a silver ocean that buried him within.
Ye Fan's entire body shimmered with precious light. The pores on his skin opened wide, receiving the baptism of starlight, replenishing the essence he had consumed in the tribulation.
His flesh and bones now seemed to transform into endless ancient stars, flickering on and off, connected by rivers of stars. The five secret realms were like five treasures.
Countless stars, immeasurable star rivers. No one knew how long passed before this place calmed down, returning to darkness and cold. Ye Fan's body no longer shone. The Severing Dao was perfected.
Severing Dao into Immortal Third Realm, passing through three barriers at once. He stood on the third step of the King realm, crossing three minor realms. This was truly a miracle.
Upon careful reflection, it should be so. Accumulated thickness gave rise to thinness. His strength had long reached this point. Otherwise, how could he have slain the Pope and defeated the Divine Knight? He simply had not sought confirmation from heaven and earth.
Now, in one fell swoop, he broke through, using his body to sever the Dao, verifying himself. Naturally, he would manifest his Dao fruit and true strength, creating a rare marvel in ancient times.
It was not that no one had ever done this before, but it was extremely rare. Throughout history, those who could be counted on one's fingers had passed through three barriers at once, which was too shocking.
Ye Fan stood for a long time again before throwing his head back and laughing heartily. He took out clothes and put them on, then disappeared from this place in one step, heading toward the ancient star ahead.
On this day, all the Heavenly Court structures on Earth shone with great brilliance, a veritable divine miracle that left many people stunned and greatly increased their faith.
For the Heavenly Court, this was a golden age. The number of initiates suddenly surged, including some very influential figures.
Moreover, many figures from the cultivation world appeared one after another, seeking out Little Heavenly Master Zhang Yang to join, willing to become members.
Because great supernatural power holders had made deductions: The Heavenly Court Lord Ye Fan had severed his Dao, drawing thunder to temper his body, creating an unprecedented event after heaven and earth had dried up.
This was explosive news. Everyone knew what this meant. Severing the Dao to become a king in such an environment was far more difficult than in ancient times. He was absolutely invincible in this era!
Such a figure was truly rare throughout history. If he could enter the starry sky and set foot on other life-bearing ancient stars, his future would be limitless. He would surely become a sage.
"He... could he be an imperial son? Only such a person could achieve this step."
Great supernatural power holders on Earth were uneasy. Once such a person became a sage, he would be invincible under the entire starry sky, and it would be difficult to find an opponent in the entire world.
"Master!"
When they saw Ye Fan return safely, several disciples were very excited. No one understood better than them what this meant!
The Human Sacred Body had severed his Dao in the age of the end of Dharma. He could sweep across this star domain. The Heavenly Court would tower above all sects. Perhaps it could truly create a myth.
Little Pine blinked his big eyes. With a whoosh, he pounced over, tugging at Ye Fan's clothes. His pitiful expression vanished, replaced by a carefree, silly grin as he rolled around on him.
Ye Fan smiled. He gave generous gifts to all his disciples, scattering many spiritual medicines. Then he took out some of the Crocodile Ancestor's meat, telling them to eat little and refine much, not to harm themselves.
He reincorporated the pure faith power gathered on the small mountain into the cauldron. Now, it was a true king's weapon, worthy of being called a supreme king, because of its special material and the extraordinary Dao marks inscribed on it.
The cauldron trembled lightly, and the sound of ancient scriptures emanated from it, as if someone was chanting sutras, expounding the great Dao of heaven and earth, mysterious beyond compare.
Ye Fan sat cross-legged on a green stone. The cauldron hung above his head, cascading down ten thousand strands of Mother Qi. His figure was blurry, inspiring awe, as if facing the great Dao.
Several disciples were astonished to discover that without Ye Fan expounding the Dao, facing this cauldron alone made their bodies and minds empty and ethereal, close to the Dao, easy to comprehend.
Little Pine was very lively. Unlike the other disciples who were reverent, he jumped and bounded. With a smack, he accidentally fell into the cauldron, was lifted up by the Mother Qi of All Things, and was greatly embarrassed.
The low mountain was not tall. There were only a few thatched huts and a medicinal field, with little spiritual energy. But today, it was very lively. Ye Fan had severed his Dao, and many sect leaders came to congratulate him, all somewhat unable to believe this miracle.
"Severing the Dao in the age of the end of Dharma... this is like a myth..." People could only marvel like this.
Ye Fan had jade tables arranged. On this low mountain, he entertained guests from all directions, offering spiritual fruits and taking out the sacred meat of the Crocodile Clan, leaving many speechless for a long time.
"This old man has heard of the outer domain divine crocodile. According to an old Buddhist monk, Shakyamuni suppressed it back then. Who would have thought it has now become a dish on the table..."
Everyone was almost trembling, some not daring to enjoy it. But others did not believe in evil. Disregarding Ye Fan's warning, they ate half an ounce more. As a result, their bodies overflowed with divine radiance, nearly exploding. Ye Fan suppressed it.
Now, Ye Fan's Dao was achieved. There was little on Earth that could attract him. Attaining the Dao and becoming an immortal was his only goal.
He stood up, raised his glass, and earnestly sought advice from the various sect leaders of the Central Land Daoist schools, inquiring about the mythical Heavenly Court, divine wars, and other ancient secrets.
"Our Shangqing Sect has a divine stone, said to be a foundation stone that fell from the ancient Heavenly Court. If Brother Ye is interested, I will have it brought." The Shangqing Sect Leader said.
Others also spoke up, providing important clues. Now that Ye Fan's Dao was achieved and he reigned over the realm, no one was unwilling to form a good connection with him. They all told him everything they knew.
"Our Kunlun has half an ancient tower, said to be a building from the ancient Heavenly Court that was lost in the human world." Snow Dust Sect Leader spoke.
"Good!" Ye Fan nodded. Various legends, many secrets, and ancient jade books would all become his clues. He wanted to find the ancient Heavenly Court and excavate it.
The Severing Dao was accomplished. Seeking monthly tickets~~~~~~~~~~