# Chapter 1038: Battle Across the World
In front of this vast palace, there was absolute silence. The spear body, seemingly forged from dark gold, had pinned this ancient clan strongman to the plaque. Blood dripped down, a shocking sight. The spear shaft was very long, its dark gold luster icy cold.
This place was incomparably quiet. No one spoke. A Dao Cutter, pierced through by a thrown spear and nailed to the grand palace—it made people hold their breath in fear.
The sharp spear tip flickered with dark light, piercing through this person's brow. White brain matter stained even his hair a mottled white. Fresh red blood splattered everywhere, flowing down the dark gold spear shaft, falling to the ground. The sound was very light, yet it felt like boulders crashing into one's heart.
The scene was utterly silent. Many people didn't even dare to breathe heavily. This person was truly terrifying—killing the Celestial Prince over a single disagreement, casually nailing a King to death with one strike!
"You..." The remaining few ancient clan members broke out in a cold sweat. Shocked, angry, and fearful, none dared to act rashly.
"Where is the Celestial Prince?" Someone else sacrificed a purple-gold great bell. The bell waves were like ocean tides, clearly visible as they spread outward in rings, shattering heaven and earth!
Various ancient weapons shimmered with light. Killing intent surged like a torrent. Sword radiance filled the air, becoming a wave that swept over—a terrifying assault.
Facing the attacks of several people, Ye Fan merely took one step forward. With a bang, Dao ripples spread. The foremost person bore the brunt, struck by earthly energy, exploding on the spot into a rain of blood.
"Ha!"
At the same time, a light shout came from Ye Fan's mouth. That rain of centipede knives vanished like snowflakes meeting fire, becoming smoke. Meanwhile, that purple-gold great bell was covered in cracks, exploding with a boom.
He pulled with both hands. The black spear stuck in the grand palace shot back, appearing in his hand. Then he thrust forward.
Dark light soared into the sky. With a few stabs, the several ancient clan members in the field all widened their eyes. Then white bone fragments flew out, carrying large amounts of blood, disintegrating before the grand palace.
Ye Fan was like a demon lord. His hair danced as he held the spear, ascending to the high heavens. Then he thrust downward. This vast mansion turned to ash under one strike, leaving nothing behind.
"Whoosh"
With a flash of light, Ye Fan vanished from above Divine City, leaving no trace. This place was silent for a long time, then erupted into uproar!
That day, Divine City was filled with noise. Discussions were everywhere. People knew a great storm was about to break. Someone challenging like this—the Celestial Prince couldn't possibly not show himself.
After more than ten years, someone was finally sharpening their blade, ready to move against the Son of the Gods. This was undoubtedly huge news, shaking all the ancient clans.
Divine City boiled. Various messages were transmitted through Domain Gates to all parts of the continent, spreading to every corner. Many major powers were shocked.
At this moment, Ye Fan paid no attention to any of this. He was sitting inside the Celestial Pivot Stone Workshop in Divine City, drinking tea with the old sage Wei Yi, earnestly recounting some of his experiences over the past decade or so.
This elderly man, who looked like a flickering candle in the wind, nodded. Occasionally he would say a few words, still as before—calm and unruffled, still as dead wood.
"The path to immortality is about to open. There will inevitably be the most terrifying great turmoil in history. Some immortal inheritances may be reduced to ashes."
When he left, Ye Fan's mind kept replaying the old sage's words, weighing heavily on his heart. After hundreds of thousands or even millions of years of waiting, the hope of the ten thousand ancient clans, the expectations of the ancient great emperors—finally, a glimmer of dawn had appeared.
However, this also meant mountains of bones and rivers of blood. This was a great era rarely seen in millions of years!
All sides would struggle. In the near future, for that opportunity to become immortal, who knew how brutal the slaughter would become. Many saints from beyond the domain would likely come rushing!
"Becoming immortal..." Ye Fan muttered to himself. He looked back at Divine City once, then departed into the distance.
Half an hour later, Ye Fan appeared on the crimson earth a hundred thousand li from the Primordial Forbidden Zone. He stood on this familiar yet unfamiliar mining region.
Outside the Primordial Ancient Mine, the area within a hundred thousand li was the most famous source-mining region in the world. Divided among the Holy Lands of the Eastern Wasteland, it was a treasure land.
Now that the ancient clans had emerged, they naturally demanded this place. Because the Primordial Ancient Mine was a sacred land worshipped by all races. Currently, over half of this hundred-thousand-li region was already under their control.
Moreover, they ordered their disciples to continue mining, digging up underground treasures. Because in ancient times, this was a famous divine land with many ancient architectural ruins and several ancient battlefields.
Source might be of little use to them, but the underground held divine treasures. There might be ancient sacred temples and such—those were the true rarities, possibly containing earth-shattering treasures.
Ye Fan remembered that back when he was forced to mine here, he had seen a pyramid cast from green gold emerge. Later, it was taken by an old woman from the same era as Old Madman. Thinking about it now, it must have been an extraordinary treasure.
This time, he was targeting the Celestial Prince's territory. The Son of the Gods also had a mining area here. As the offspring of Immortal Emperor, all sides had to be cautious. It was a force not to be underestimated.
The Celestial Prince was ambitious. He didn't hesitate to borrow the ancient emperor weapons from Blood Phoenix Mountain and Fire Qilin Cave to refine his blood. His schemes were grand. He wanted to get his hands on the divine fetus at Jade Pool. This made Ye Fan deeply uneasy. He wanted to force him out and settle things early, or else major problems might arise.
He had said he would battle across the world and uproot all of the Celestial Prince's strongholds—this was no empty talk. Everything was based on the above reasons. That flawless divine female fetus must never be touched by the Celestial Prince.
Ye Fan walked on this crimson land carrying his spear, filled with mixed emotions. Back then, when he was still a minor cultivator, he had stowed away through Yao Guang's Domain Gate, worked as a laborer here, and mined source. In the blink of an eye, so many years had passed.
The various human Holy Lands had all ceded portions of their mining areas to the ancient clans. This had been promised during the grand assembly of all races back then. Now, the power dynamics in this area were complex and intertwined.
The Celestial Prince's territory was vast, adjacent to the Ji Family's mining area. Over the years, there had been frequent friction, all because Ji Ziyue had once been too close to Ye Fan.
During the time Ye Fan went to the Ziwei Star Domain, Li Heishui and others had been on the verge of death, nearly killed. They were carried back by Ji Haoyue to a hidden cave of the Ji Family. He had also helped Dongfang Ye and others.
Over the years, the Celestial Prince had always wanted to eliminate the Ji siblings. Unfortunately, the two had left this ancient star and ventured deep into the cosmos, preventing him from succeeding.
His affiliated forces often targeted the Ji Family. If not for fear of that ancient mirror—the Void Imperial Weapon—they would probably have already suppressed them. Even so, friction was constant.
For over a decade, this mining region had naturally been far from peaceful. The ancient clans often caused trouble for the Ji Family, with bloody conflicts occurring from time to time. It could be said that the Celestial Prince's subordinates deliberately stirred up trouble.
Although the Ji Family possessed an Extreme Imperial Weapon, they couldn't use it to intimidate over such matters. As for their so-called foundation—there was no need to think about it. It wouldn't be deployed unless the family was in mortal danger.
At this moment, Ji Yuande stood on this crimson land, his brows deeply furrowed. Not far away, another conflict had broken out in the mining area, with bloodshed. This filled him with a sense of powerlessness and anxiety.
The Celestial Prince's faction was simply too oppressive. Did they really think the Ji Family was easy to bully? He clenched his fists tightly. When Emperor Void was alive, who dared to bully the Ji Family?
If not for concern over the ten thousand clans, he would have wanted to suggest to the clan elders to use the imperial weapon and wipe out the Celestial Prince's lineage entirely.
However, the Son of the Gods was too sensitive a figure. His father was revered by all races. Truly striking at his followers might provoke a huge storm.
"Haha... The Ji Family is nothing but a bunch of cowards. Just this much. And they produced some Emperor Void? I say he's nothing but dog shit!"
From afar came arrogant laughter, echoing through this ancient mining region, sounding especially grating.
In the mining area, many young disciples were working. Hearing this, they all clenched their fists, glaring angrily.
But in the end, they helplessly relaxed their hands. Their opponents had Dao Cutters. Unless they used the family's foundation, how could they face them?
Times had changed. The Ji Family had living fossils who succeeded in severing the Dao at the first opportunity, but they couldn't compare to the ancient clans. These beings had been sealed in Divine Source, having lived since ancient times, and vastly outnumbered the humans.
In the past, Immortal Emperor had Eight Divine Generals. Now, these eight lineages had all submitted to the Celestial Prince, forming a significant and fearsome force.
In this mining region, the Ji Family had already retreated dozens of li. Yet the Celestial Prince's people still frequently crossed the border, venturing hundreds of li to mine—truly going too far.
Today, the Ji Family had unearthed a piece of jade essence from an ancient mine. Though not large, it was extremely precious. The Celestial Prince's people learned of it, crossed the border, and brazenly attacked, snatching it away, leaving a trail of corpses behind.
Ji Yuande's face was ashen. His knuckles were white from clenching, but in the end, he held back and didn't strike.
Opposite him, those ancient clan members were even more unrestrained, laughing heartily. One of them said darkly, "So you're Ji Haoyue's own uncle? Not much to speak of."
"You've gone too far!"
A young man and woman appeared before the ancient mine. They were Ji Yuande's own children. Seeing their father humiliated, both were emotionally agitated, wanting to charge forward and fight.
The group of ancient clan members opposite sneered coldly. The leader taunted, "You two are Ji Haoyue's cousins, right? Really not up to par. Far from it."
"You..." The young siblings trembled with anger, unable to swallow this insult. Unfortunately, they were young and not very advanced in cultivation.
"You two still want to fight? Fine, I won't bully you. Let my most worthless disciple spar with you." The leader sneered, his expression one of utter contempt.
These two young people both clenched their fists and strode forward. They couldn't bear being looked down upon like this, feeling they had disgraced their ancestors' name.
Thinking back to when Emperor Void was alive—respected by all four seas, revered by the entire world, pacifying the dark turmoil, battling domain deities, establishing immortal military merits for humanity—who didn't admire him?
Now, they had fallen to such a state, being humiliated like this. It was unbearable.
"Since you're unconvinced, come over. Let me see what's so special about the descendants of a so-called human emperor." An ancient clan member stepped forward, laughing heartily.
Ignoring their father's calls, the siblings couldn't take it anymore. They finally stepped forward, ready to strike.
"You two, get back here!" Ji Yuande roared angrily. He didn't want his own children to bring trouble upon themselves. The few opposite were all figures who had been sealed in Divine Source since ancient times, living to the present day.
"Slap"
From afar, that powerful ancient clan member sneered. He waved his hand and struck. Although the siblings retreated at their father's command, several palm prints appeared on both their faces. The sound of the slaps was crisp and piercing.
Everyone was stunned. In the past, even when the ancient clans provoked, they wouldn't actually lay hands on the direct bloodline of the Ji Family. Was today meant to provoke the Ji Family into war?
Ji Yuande, Ji Haoyue's own uncle, was enraged. Flames of fury burned in his heart. His eyes flashed with cold light as he strode forward, saying, "From ancient times to the present, no one has dared to insult my Ji Family like this!"
"What's so great about the Ji Family? Didn't they just produce one Ji Void? What human emperor—I say the title doesn't match the reality. Far inferior to the ancient emperors!" The group opposite mocked, then burst into laughter.
Just then, a dark light flickered in the sky. A dark gold spear stabbed down, pinning this arrogant ancient clan member to the ground, killing him on the spot. Blood splattered everywhere.
"The human emperor—how dare you jumping clowns slander him!"