# Chapter 1007: Quasi-Emperor Dies
In the end, Ye Fan set off, walking deeper into the Immortal Ascension Ground. Little Pine naturally followed, cheerfully carrying his small medicine hoe, ready to harvest ancient medicine kings.
The Dragon Horse snorted white mist from its mouth and nostrils, its heart in turmoil. Ye Fan had clearly told it that it could follow him in, or it could leave on its own right now—he wouldn't make things difficult for it.
It had just learned that this "villain" before it possessed the Immortal Ascension Diagram, allowing him to penetrate deep within the ten thousand Dragon Head Peaks and glimpse the secrets of immortality.
This was a temptation that no one could resist. The Dragon Horse couldn't hold out either, and finally gritted its teeth and followed. Its entire body blazed with fiery light, crimson like blood, dragon scales glittering, its form long and powerful, arriving nearby like a gust of wind.
Ye Fan laughed heartily and directly mounted the divine steed. Sitting astride this magnificent Dragon Horse—which seemed forged from crimson clouds and divine metal—he felt its extraordinary strength and power.
Flames shot from the Dragon Horse's eyes; it nearly bucked him off, but ultimately held back. With a "chomp," it bit off half of an ancient herb Little Pine was fiddling with and swallowed it in resentment.
"That was mine," Little Pine murmured timidly, staring wide-eyed as it devoured a precious herb with fifty to sixty thousand years of medicinal age.
The Immortal Ascension Ground was extraordinary—it could be said to transcend the mundane, as if it shouldn't exist in time. There was no earth, stone, or dust on the ground; instead, it shimmered with the luster of jade marrow.
Not a single weed grew here. Ordinary vines and trees couldn't survive in this place. This was ancient jade field, where only precious herbs could grow, at a very high level.
In this place, the Dragon Horse's mouth never rested. It gnawed on various ancient herbs like eating grass, with essence energy overflowing and colors flowing everywhere.
Little Pine was very picky, searching everywhere for treasures. By now, his small medicine basket no longer held ordinary spirit fruits—without at least ten thousand years of maturity, he wouldn't bother collecting them.
Holding his small medicine hoe, his big eyes kept glancing up at the Dragon Head Peaks. He had long since identified the true medicine kings and prepared to dig up a few.
Ye Fan walked with great caution and care. In this place, taking the wrong path would instantly lead to eternal damnation. Once the Great Emperor's slaughter formation activated, even a Quasi-Emperor would die with no place for burial.
The deeper he went, the more reverence he felt. Not to mention the Emperor formation, even the Source Heaven laws exceeded his understanding. This place absolutely had rules laid down by a Source Art divine being—a certain death trap.
Even if you broke through the ancient Great Emperor's slaughter formation, there was still the Source Heaven forbidden formation. The two merged together to form a diagram of immortal-slaying, with entry but no exit.
Holding the ancient scroll, he carefully compared it, walking very slowly. Because even the slightest deviation in path would mean eternal damnation. Only a single winding, twisting, extremely complex goat trail was safe.
Suddenly, his expression froze. In a stone forest, he saw a person sitting cross-legged on a piece of green jade, solemn and dignified, surrounded by immortal mist.
From this person's body, strands of terrifying aura emanated, incredibly intimidating. Each strand weighed more than ten thousand jun, pressing down like a mountain of demons.
The Dragon Horse neighed lowly, flames flickering beneath its four hooves, blazing fiercely. Its entire body emitted a sheet of crimson clouds, dragon energy rolling, its mane bristling, scales trembling.
Little Pine was even more frightened, clutching Ye Fan's clothes, not daring to speak. That aura was too much for him to resist.
Ye Fan summoned his cauldron, letting ten thousand strands of Mother Qi hang down to protect them within. His heart was extremely shaken. The Immortal Ascension Ground actually had such a world-shaking figure—absolutely undefeatable!
This person wore an old Daoist robe, with a wooden hairpin stuck in his gray hair. He sat motionless, surrounded by the hazy mist emanating from the Immortal Conception Ground ahead. His presence was astonishing.
A Great Sage!
This was a human clan supreme expert. Ye Fan made this judgment in an instant. This person was a Great Sage—he had sensed this kind of aura before from Chaos Expansion Great Sage of the Primeval Royal Clan.
The Immortal Ascension Ground was one of the most terrifying Forbidden Zones of Life. No one could pass through. How could someone be guarding here? Ye Fan was utterly perplexed.
"Senior," he called softly. Suddenly encountering an existence of this rank made him somewhat uneasy.
The person ahead showed no reaction, sitting cross-legged on the several-zhang-long green jade like a clay or stone statue, only immortal light flowing in and out.
"No, although there is strong life force, there is no divine sense fluctuation. This person should be dead."
Ye Fan quickly made his judgment, his expression sharpening. Opening his heavenly eye, his heart was filled with shock and awe. This was a human clan Great Sage—had he died here just like that?
He observed carefully. This person's physical body was completely intact, his flesh still glossy. Immortal qi flowed in and out through his pores, as if he were breathing. But his eyes were tightly shut, his primordial spirit empty.
"This..." Ye Fan was stunned. This person should be dead. Even if his physical body was undamaged, without a soul, he couldn't be said to be alive.
This wasn't a natural sitting in transcendence; otherwise, he would have dissolved into the Dao. This was an ancient Great Sage who had been slain, his flesh and blood not withered, preserved intact.
"How bizarre. Lifelike, as if still alive. But that such a figure died in the formation..." Ye Fan became even more cautious. A Great Sage hadn't made it through. If one mistakenly entered, one could imagine how terrifying it would be.
Opening his heavenly eye, he discovered that within this Great Sage's body was a divine lamp, still burning brightly, full of life force. It was this lamp that was breathing immortal light, making the corpse seem still alive.
"A Great Sage's supreme treasure!"
Ye Fan was astonished. This was definitely a treasure, only a few zhang away from him. Yet he could only sigh at the treasure, unable to reach it.
Only one winding path was safe here. Taking a single wrong step meant death. This Great Sage was the best lesson, having been cut down here for no reason.
Ye Fan tried to activate the Weapon Art but didn't dare be reckless. He only attempted to move a speck of dust pressing on the "safety line." Instantly, the scenery changed, heaven and earth lost color. Immortal-slaying force interwove in the void, crushing that speck of dust to powder, causing that wisp of his divine sense to feel sharp pain.
He quickly severed the karmic connection, his heart terrified. This place was indeed extraordinary. One couldn't act rashly, or death would come without knowing how.
They continued forward, turning left and right, entering a hilly area. Ye Fan felt waves of blood and slaughter aura, as if it could strip flesh and cut bones.
After advancing some distance, he saw a blinding red. A mass of blood energy steamed upward, far from this safe path, yet still making one's hair stand on end.
"Another Great Sage died here!"
Ye Fan opened his heavenly eye. Before a hill lay a corpse, far more miserable than the previous one whose primordial spirit had been emptied. This Great Sage was a bloody mess, suffering the pain of fire essence burning his body.
Of course, he was already dead and couldn't feel this pain, but it was truly tragic. Half his body had been burned dry, blood energy steaming upward.
Ye Fan's heart stirred greatly. This wasn't caused by the Great Emperor's slaughter formation, but by an unimaginable Source Heaven forbidden technique, surpassing everything he had learned. Using the power of ten thousand Dragon Head Peaks, it had woven a creation fire source that could slay all life.
"Could there once have been a Saint Emperor who attained the Dao through Source Art, serving the ancient Heavenly Court?"
Ye Fan was puzzled. No matter how he looked at it, the Source Heaven forbidden formation here was no weaker than the ancient Great Emperor's slaughter formation. Otherwise, there wouldn't be double defenses.
Moreover, these ten thousand Dragon Head Peaks that conceived the immortal were likely arranged and transformed by this person.
Ye Fan traveled a great distance. Along the way, he discovered three Great Sages who had died here. The third was nothing but a single bone and a few drops of blood.
"In ancient times, sages from beyond the star domain all rushed here. I wonder which ancient star these three came from. Their bones can't even be buried."
Ye Fan sighed. He couldn't help either, unable to approach. Otherwise, the weapons these people had left behind would drive anyone crazy with desire.
Finally, he neared the Immortal Conception Valley surrounded by ten thousand Dragon Head Peaks. And it was at this moment that Ye Fan felt a bone-piercing killing intent. Even protected by the Primordial Qi Cauldron, he felt a deep chill.
The Dragon Horse stopped advancing. Its muscles bulged, veins swelling as if about to burst, its whole body convulsing.
Little Pine, hiding on Ye Fan's shoulder, fared even worse. Compared to them, his cultivation was too low, and he let out a mournful cry.
Fortunately, Ye Fan had been very careful about his safety, wrapping most of the Mother Qi around him early on, preventing any accident.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan spread a curtain of light, golden blood energy radiating from his entire body, shielding both Little Pine and the Dragon Horse within. In this era, few could match his physical body, allowing him to block the killing intent.
At the same time, he activated the Primordial Qi Cauldron, making it revive. The Mother Qi Root immediately cascaded down like a waterfall, isolating them from the outside world and blocking the killing intent.
The Dragon Horse let out a long breath and continued forward. Little Pine also plopped down on Ye Fan's shoulder, patting his chest, looking terrified.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's expression froze. Among a cluster of stone mountains, he saw a shattered corpse. The immense killing intent was precisely what the flesh, blood, and gleaming white bone fragments were emitting!
"A Quasi-Emperor!"
Ye Fan's mind shook violently. Blood rumbled through his veins, accelerating like thunder rolling through the nine heavens. His heart was chilled.
Hundreds of white bone fragments and bright red, glaring blood all shimmered with radiance. That person had been shattered by the ancient Great Emperor's slaughter formation!
A Quasi-Emperor—with means that could reach the heavens, contending with heaven and earth for creation. How many such figures had there been throughout history? They were beings that shook the past and present, yet had died miserably here.
Still over a li away, this blood energy killing intent was already unbearable. If it were any other Dao Cutter, their body would surely crack. Only Ye Fan could withstand this terrifying bloodline power.
"Dead for ten to twenty thousand years, yet still with this kind of power—unbelievable!" Ye Fan marveled. He didn't know which ancient star this person came from, ultimately lying dead here.
Even without the ancient slaughter formation blocking him, he couldn't approach. This person's corpse blood lay everywhere, Quasi-Emperor aura covering the sky and earth. Anyone trying to reach him would be turned into bloody mud.
A centipede dies but never stiffens. As a Quasi-Emperor, it was even more terrifying. Even dead, they weren't something ordinary people could compare to!
"The Immortal Ascension Ground—truly an unbelievable place. Three Great Sages and one Quasi-Emperor all died here." Ye Fan could only sigh like this.
Seeing the Quasi-Emperor's bloodline power so terrifying, he couldn't help thinking of some past events. If the Demon Emperor's heart back then had killing intent, how powerful would it have been? Simply unimaginable!
If not for Green Emperor dissolving the killing intent in the blood, when that heart emerged from the yin tomb back then, the entire heaven and earth would have collapsed.
At that time, he had just started on the path of cultivation and didn't understand much. He didn't know how truly terrifying it was. Later, hearing Yan Ruyu and Red Dragon Daoist speak of it, he felt an indescribable terror.
That was the Emperor Blood Divine Medicine Green Emperor left for his descendants, the killing intent already dissolved. Otherwise, once it emerged, no one could approach. There would have been a great slaughter calamity—any living being touching it would surely die.
Just like the divine blood obtained by the Holy Knight of the Vatican—it was the same. According to the Holy Knight, that so-called divine blood was the essence blood left behind by an ancient Saint Emperor. After countless generations of predecessors refined it through myriad methods, the killing intent was dissolved. When he accidentally knocked it over and bathed in it, he didn't die. Since then, his physical body became indestructible, strengthened to the extreme.
Suddenly, Little Pine dropped his small medicine hoe, staring blankly ahead with a strange expression. He gently shook Ye Fan, making him turn to look.
Ye Fan withdrew his gaze from the Quasi-Emperor's corpse and looked forward. First he was stunned, then shaken to an indescribable degree. He could hardly believe his eyes.
"Is this... real?"
And the Dragon Horse beneath him also recognized the treasure. It nearly went mad, stamping its four hooves, almost throwing Ye Fan off, wanting to charge straight over. This item was too precious, enough to shake even an ancient Great Emperor to their core.
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