# Chapter 1026: Lingering Prestige Shakes the Big Dipper
"We should go now, head to the Fire Spirit Ravine to watch the battle between heaven-defying prodigies. The great battle begins in an hour!"
"Indeed, let's find good spots quickly and see who is stronger in this most eye-catching battle in the Eastern Wasteland in recent years."
People in the Longevity Teahouse rose one after another, and in the blink of an eye, more than half had left, flying into the distance. None wanted to miss this genius battle.
"Truly something to look forward to. The suspected disciple or descendant of Ye Fan is about to make a move." In the sky, figures flickered, and many people with sparkling eyes rode clouds toward one direction.
Before long, the teahouse became quiet. Except for Divine Knight and his few companions, almost everyone had left.
"This child... has already grown up." Ye Fan sighed with emotion. When he left back then, Tongtong was still a tender young child, often crying, talking to small animals while shedding tears alone.
More than ten years had passed, and he had already become a heavenly prodigy of his generation, capable of battling the holy sons of various holy lands, his reputation rising rapidly.
"Everyone, if you don't leave now, there won't be good spots to watch the battle later," the teahouse clerk reminded kindly.
"Alright, let's set out too and see this battle of geniuses contending for supremacy," Ye Fan said.
"Haha..." The Dragon Horse laughed loudly. Having just arrived at the Big Dipper Star Domain and being able to witness Ye Fan's disciple battling fiercely excited it greatly.
"Is my... never-before-met little senior brother really going to make a move?" Zhang Qingyang's eyes sparkled. This battle filled him with anticipation.
Along the way, they saw a large number of cultivators, many of whom were from the Ancient Clan, with strange appearances—some with dog heads and human bodies, some with divine wings, some shaped like thunder gods, all different.
"More than ten years have passed. The Human Clan's Sacred Body has retired, but a disciple of his has emerged. Let me see if he has three heads and six arms."
"The Human Clan's Sacred Body made our Ancient Clan quite miserable back then. I truly hope he returns and stirs up trouble again. I don't believe the Celestial Prince can't slay him!"
Many of the Ancient Clan's powerful figures clearly came with ill intent. Back then, Ye Fan had fought a bloody battle at the Heaven-Severing Mountain Range, battling heroes from all over the world. Blood had dyed the entire mountain range red, and countless heroes had died. The Ancient Clan still remembered it vividly.
"Forget it. Yuan Gu was incredibly powerful back then. As the eighth-generation descendant of Emperor Yuan, his bloodline power shook heaven and earth. He exhausted every means and still ended up dying in battle."
Along the way, various Ancient Clan overlords kept appearing, speaking and discussing. The great decisive battle from years past left a deep impression on them, and they still hadn't forgotten.
The Fire Spirit Ravine was an ancient battlefield, located a hundred li west of Heaven Scar City.
At the center of this mountainous region was a great ravine, dozens of li long, where nothing grew. No matter what seeds were planted or how they were watered, they would never take root or sprout.
The soil of the Fire Spirit Ravine was reddish-brown, barren and bare. Legend had it that a Fire Spirit had once appeared there, ruling over the realm and governing the Central Domain for endless ages.
At this moment, the mountain peaks around the Fire Spirit Ravine were packed with people. This battle had great influence, drawing attention from all sides, and was hailed as the Heavenly King Battle of the younger generation.
"Are you sure that Ye Tong is related to the Sacred Body? Is he really his disciple or offspring?" someone asked doubtfully.
"You're out of touch. I've seen this child with my own eyes. As early as two years ago, that dog-raised Black Emperor led him out for training. He's definitely related to the Sacred Body."
Many couldn't help but draw in cold breaths. Ye Fan's legacy hadn't been broken. Back then, he had established a fearsome reputation, shaking the Eastern Wasteland. So many years had passed, but his great enemies had never forgotten.
"Those days... truly unforgettable. So many earth-shattering battles that shook the entire world."
People's thoughts wandered, recalling how Ye Fan had broken the curse, resisting heavenly might under the moonlight. When he first showed his brilliance, he had drawn worldwide attention, as if it were yesterday.
Later, battle after battle, he roamed the world, fighting until heaven and earth split, blood flowed like rivers, bones piled into mountains, and the five domains quaked. Those times seemed not so distant.
"He's coming!" someone shouted.
In the distance, a vast expanse of clouds surged forward, thick and impenetrable, like clouds forged from divine gold, boundless and endless. Upon them stood over a hundred figures.
Among them was a young man around twenty years old, wearing a purple-gold crown and chainmail armor. He was tall and slender, with an imposing heroic aura.
"The people from the Wanchu Holy Land have arrived. The youth at the very front is the heaven-defying prodigy they've poured all their efforts into cultivating over so many years, named Mo Xue."
Mo Xue's expression was calm. His black hair draped over his shoulders, his heroic spirit bursting forth. His eyes were deep and profound as he stood at the very front of the clouds.
The iron armor on his body gleamed with cold light, and the purple-gold crown on his head shone brilliantly, with ripples of the Great Dao flowing around him, making him appear unassailable.
"Proud and heroic bearing. I heard he entered the Great Power realm long ago. Two years ago, he defeated the Wanchu Holy Son from over five hundred years ago. His strength is super terrifying."
Mo Xue stood motionless on the cloud, strands of Great Dao aura seeping from his flesh. Faint sounds of thunder and lightning could be heard. He was like a reincarnated Heavenly King!
Behind him stood dozens to over a hundred figures, all silent and expressionless.
"This is really a massive mobilization. The Wanchu Holy Land alone has sent over a dozen Great Power-level figures. You can imagine how much attention they're paying to this battle!"
People were very surprised. Although they knew the Wanchu Holy Land had grudges with Ye Fan from the past, they hadn't expected such deep resentment. Clearly, they had been holding it in for who knows how many years.
"Isn't it obvious? The Sacred Body killed their holy son back then, then killed their holy maiden, and finally lured their enraged saint lord into the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest... The enmity runs deep."
"Shh, keep your voice down. One of Wanchu Holy Land's living fossils is looking this way. He heard what we're saying."
People whispered among themselves, and the atmosphere in this mountain range immediately grew tense. The Wanchu Holy Land had come to vent their anger. This battle could only end in victory!
"Sigh, the Human Clan's Sacred Body was too domineering back then. He made an entire holy land swallow their anger, yet they could do nothing about it."
Many nodded. Ye Fan had left, and Wanchu had finally produced a peerless genius. Naturally, they wanted to challenge him, to re-establish their prestige and rise again.
"What did you do back then that was so heinous?" the Dragon Horse asked. Even Zhang Qingyang and Long Yuxuan looked at him with strange expressions.
Ye Fan was speechless. He shook his head and said, "I was just trying to survive."
"Impossible. Why do they hate you so much?" the Dragon Horse didn't believe it.
"They brought it upon themselves." Ye Fan thought of many past events. When his Dao was not yet complete, his situation was quite miserable. All the holy lands and major sects had hunted him for the Primordial Qi Cauldron.
In those years, he dared not show his true face, relying on his divine Source Art to change heaven and earth, drifting from one place to another.
In those years, if not for his Source Art, he would have been killed dozens or even hundreds of times. It wasn't until his cultivation advanced to the ranks of the world's overlords that he turned everything around.
"Boom!"
In the distance, monstrous demonic aura surged. Five-Colored Divine Radiance shot into the sky. A massive peacock flew across the sky, illuminating the heavens.
"Peacock Bright King has arrived!"
The crowd exclaimed. It was none other than the Peacock King, who had once roamed the world. He stood atop the clouds, here to watch the battle.
"This is a king of the Demon Clan. Before heaven and earth changed, he had almost severed the Dao. Now his Dao arts are even more heaven-reaching. He had dealings with the Sacred Body back then. He's here to support Ye Tong."
Between heaven and earth, fierce winds howled, divine clouds surged, and powerful fluctuations rose and fell like a vast ocean. In this brief moment, many major powers had arrived.
"The people from Yaoguang, Dao Yi, Zi Mansion, and Yao Chi Holy Lands have all arrived. Their lineup is not weak. Who would have thought that this battle between the younger generation would make all the holy lands unable to sit still?"
"Of course. Everyone is watching now. They all want to see how the Sacred Body's successor truly is. Will he be a second Ye Fan reappearing in the world?"
"Rumble!"
In the distance, heaven and earth shook. Savage beasts roared. A man in white, purer than snow, rode a golden Hou beast. He stood in the distance like a heavenly god, handsome and refined, his eyes like stars.
"It's Jiang Yifei. The saint lord of the Jiang Family has come in person."
"Over the years, this man has been the most mysterious. Since he emerged, he has never fought a great battle with any peerless overlord. He has no glorious battle record, and no one knows the depth of his cultivation. Yet some rank him among the most terrifying and powerful figures of this era."
"Roar..."
Dragon cries shook the nine heavens. In the distance, eighty-one great dragons filled the western sky. Their dragon qi made heaven and earth boil. Then nine terrifying flood dragons appeared, pulling a carriage that stopped on the clouds.
"It's the Great Xia Imperial Lord, Xia Yiming!" the crowd exclaimed. They hadn't expected such a major figure from the Central Land to appear as well.
At the same time, from another direction, demonic aura spread across the wilderness. A terrifying aura shocked the world. Amidst the vast purple qi, a figure stood tall and proud. Only a pair of eyes pierced through the mist, captivating hearts and chilling many.
"It's the Heavenly Demon King, Yao Yuekong, the lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace!"
"Boom!"
On another side, fluctuations like a vast ocean surged. Many experts of the Ancient Clan released powerful auras, like a million demon mountains pressing down, suffocating everyone.
Everyone's expression changed. Among them were who knows how many Dao Severers, all powerful figures sealed in Divine Source during the Primeval Era who had lived to the present day.
"Just because you have numbers doesn't mean anything. Trying to scare my big nephew? Nothing to fear!" From the due south appeared a tall figure. He was like a wild man, hair disheveled, blood qi surging to the heavens, carrying a Wolf Fang Great Club in his hand.
"Barbarian Divine King Dongfang Ye has arrived!" The crowd's expressions changed again. They hadn't expected so many major figures to come today, all for this battle between juniors.
Clearly, all of this was because Ye Tong might be the Sacred Body's disciple, drawing these major figures out of seclusion, paying close attention.
"Who would have thought that even though the Sacred Body has been gone for so many years, just the emergence of his disciple could stir up such waves!" Many sighed.
In the distance, Zhang Qingyang and Long Yuxuan were both excited. They hadn't expected Ye Fan to have such prestige in this world. Even though he was far away, he could still shake the world through his connections!
"He's coming! Ye Tong has finally arrived!" someone exclaimed.
In the distance, only one person flew over. There were no Dao Protectors. He moved at extreme speed, turning into a startling rainbow that tore through the sky.
"Boom!"
When he stopped, people saw a radiant divine brilliance. This was a handsome youth, no more than twenty years old. Every inch of his body glowed. He was as dazzling as a sun.
"You've finally come!" Mo Xue's eyes blazed with intense light, shooting out like two sharp lightning bolts. The clouds beneath his feet were all shaken apart, collapsing in all directions.
In addition, others shouted out, coming from different major sects, and even from the Ancient Clan. In an instant, the place was filled with killing intent soaring to the heavens!
"Master, you really had no shortage of enemies back then," Ye Tong muttered to himself.
His body grew increasingly dazzling. A golden sun rose behind him. This was an innate bloodline phenomenon. The sun divine blood within his body emitted sounds like mountains collapsing and seas roaring, clearly vibrating outward.
"Although my master is no longer here, his legacy continues. Those who are dissatisfied with him or hold great grudges can come at me!" Ye Tong's heroic spirit burst forth. His entire body blazed with golden radiance. He stood within a golden sun, impossible to look at directly.
"A little brat dares to speak such arrogant words!"
"Heh, truly ignorant of the vastness of heaven and earth!"
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Many people shouted, all revealing terrifying killing intent.
At the center of the field, Ye Tong stood fearless. His thick long hair draped over his shoulders, enveloped in dazzling sun divine radiance. He said, "I will take my master's place and face all his former enemies! But now, my master's enemies are no longer you. They stand at a higher place!"
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