# Chapter 1056: Unyielding
The vast starry sea, one ancient star after another rotated, full of imprints of life, each one majestic and grand, together they seemed like a star domain falling.
A long, melodious bell sound echoed through heaven and earth. Within this star domain, the great star that had transformed into a sacred bell spread its Dao sound, sweeping across the eight desolates.
Clear, visible ripples vibrated outward, and wherever they passed, the star domain withered, mountains collapsed, seas boiled, and all things were destroyed.
However, Huang Xudao, Huo Qizi, and the others were no ordinary beings. Each possessed profound Dao cultivation and heaven-sweeping magical power; every single one was a peerless heavenly prodigy!
They were all the "number one" figures of their respective great eras, sealed until the present only because of the path to immortality manifesting in the same age. Otherwise, how could they have met? For even one such figure to appear was already defying heaven!
Although Huang Xudao's body was blurry, always standing within the traces of the Great Dao, he was terrifyingly powerful. His momentum swallowed mountains and rivers. With a single punch, the ancient star that had become a bell immediately stopped its waves, and the ripples were all frozen.
A phoenix cry pierced the starry sea, even more vast than the ancient bell's sound. Huang Xudao swung his arm and struck, like a heavenly hurricane sweeping across the starry sea. The sacred bell cracked, emitting an extremely piercing shattering sound, exploding in the void.
At the same time, the phoenix cry did not cease, surging through the starry sea. One ancient star after another exploded, and the star domain Ye Fan had manifested instantly dimmed by a large area.
"Dong"
Ye Fan and Huang Xudao clashed head-on, a real confrontation. Both their bodies trembled violently, then each flew backward. The starlight dimmed once again.
"Ah..."
Huo Qizi let out a long roar, his blue hair scattered. Although his figure was slender, he resembled an ancient savage dragon. His blood pressure suppressed the nine heavens and ten lands as he swung the Great Dao to suppress everything.
Ye Fan's other Dao body had eyes like two sharp blades. He also charged forward bravely to meet the attack, his fists and fingers containing the true meaning of the Six Paths!
"Pu"
The two fought together, flesh clashing, Dao confronting, innate competing, acquired contending—battling from all aspects, extremely fierce. They turned into two masses of light, entangled with Dao marks and the like.
"Shua"
The two figures separated. Many ancient stars cracked, and the star domain dimmed. On the real earth, it was even more desolate. The battlefield had advanced eight hundred li into the great wilderness. Mountain ridges were broken, one main peak after another was leveled to the ground, leaving nothing behind.
"Boom!"
The Holy Prince fiercely fought the Celestial Prince. Both had been driven to true rage. The black iron rod swept across the eight desolates, shattering all things. The Immortal Heavenly Blade cut through the nine heavens, ten thousand strands of Dao light, in continuous fierce confrontation.
"Pu"
The Holy Prince coughed blood, his entire body's golden fur standing on end. He was like a brilliant golden war god, his battle intent boiling over. His whole body was covered in holy light, unmatched in courage under heaven, but in this great battle, he was still injured.
The Celestial Prince was not much better. His handsome face was flushed red, and traces of blood seeped from the corners of his mouth. The monkey's great rod was heavy beyond measure, making him feel extremely strained.
Both their fathers were peerless legends—one revered by all races, originating from the early Primordial Era; the other ruling over the Primordial Era, passing away at its end, facing each other from afar.
The battle between the Holy Prince and the Celestial Prince drew even more attention.
"The Holy Prince battles the Celestial Prince—this is an alternative continuation of the Battle Saint Emperor versus the Ancient Heavenly Emperor's fight, stirring emotions!"
Many among the ancient clans had fluctuating emotions. Quite a few were trembling with excitement, all clenching their fists, watching nervously.
"That human cultivator is too powerful, actually temporarily blocking three ancient imperial princes alone? Although he will inevitably fall if the battle drags on, this still feels too unreal—astonishingly brilliant!" Even the eminent elders of the ancient clans were moved.
In all directions, on various mountain peaks, cultivators were countless, all watching from a distance. Naturally, there were also many famous human clans.
With so many people, naturally everyone had something to say, because each person had different viewpoints and understandings.
"This is a tragedy. What kind of people are these? Why did they anger the Celestial Prince, causing many sects to be destroyed and innocent mortals in Yan Capital to die tragically? They are truly sinners."
"I say, Daoist Li, your compassion is excessive. Over the years, the Celestial Prince has dominated the Eastern Wasteland. Has he killed few humans? Has he destroyed few Dao traditions? Everyone fears for themselves and dares not resist. Who doesn't know his wolf-like ambition? Now that someone has finally dared to resist, they become sinners instead?" Someone sneered.
"But he shouldn't have implicated the innocent!" Daoist Li said loudly.
"The battlefield is not a fairy tale, not child's play. When has it ever not caused deaths? It has always been cruel. What do you mean by implicating the innocent? The Celestial Prince has always viewed humans as ants. Over the years, has he killed few human experts? Who implicated whom? Should this also be blamed on this group? Someone rises to resist, and the Celestial Prince, insane with rage, slaughters innocent mortals to vent his anger—can this be blamed on the resisters? If so, let all humans remain silent and be docile slaves—that would be best."
"Then he should fight the Celestial Prince openly and honorably, not scheme like this. That would be more dignified and glorious. Doing this might implicate people like me." Daoist Li said loudly.
"Open and honorable? Dignified and glorious? Ridiculous! The Celestial Prince came with several ancient imperial princes. Did he intend to fight alone? With several unfathomable half-saints assisting, if that human expert wielding the dark gold spear fought like that, would he just wait to be surrounded and killed to death? No one can fight so many imperial princes! Moreover, it was the Celestial Prince who cowered, not daring to fight alone. Yet in the end, he becomes the dignified one. Finally, there is an expert who dares to challenge the Celestial Prince, yet he becomes the villain. What twisted logic!"
"But he still failed. Outside True Sage City, he let the Celestial Prince break through and escape, achieving no results. In the end, he was ineffective." Another person nearby spoke.
"The battlefield is not a fairy tale. Who can always sing triumphant songs and always win? Daring to stand up and resist becomes a fault? Over the years, when the Celestial Prince roamed the world and killed human experts, what did you all do? Where were you? All just indifferent onlookers."
"I only believe my own eyes, only look at results. He achieved no results, so he was ineffective. He might implicate people like me!" Daoist Li spoke again.
"Daoist, you can't even be considered someone who understands after the fact. Can't you see through what has already happened? How can you say this battle had no effect? If these people hadn't enraged the Celestial Prince and led him into a killing formation, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Many fell silent. This was not false. The Celestial Prince had brought terrifying formation flags, all of which were consumed in this battle.
"If these people had fought gloriously and righteously as Daoist Li suggests, they would probably have been wiped out, becoming nothing but ashes in the formation flags, dying meaninglessly. Since they had determined the Celestial Prince's temperament, they naturally had to fight accordingly."
Many nodded. The Celestial Prince had never intended to fight alone. He had invited so many terrifying helpers and set up a net with schemes. If these people still wanted to be glorious and righteous, wouldn't they be fools?
If they hadn't dismantled the formation flags outside True Sage City in advance, and the Celestial Prince had suddenly activated them during battle, this group would certainly have fallen into passivity, with some definitely dying tragically, trapped in a desperate situation.
"I only look at results. In the end, aren't they still fighting here?"
"Ancient clan experts surpass humans, with many ancestral kings. According to Daoist's view, why bother fighting at all? Might as well be slaves from now on. Why go through this process? Everyone should just remain silent. Dismantling the Immortal Emperor's formation flags, fighting step by step—none of it has any meaning. In Daoist's view, humans shouldn't fight. Just submit obediently and be slaves under all races."
Daoist Zhen spoke: "Even so, when they saw the Celestial Prince break through the formation and head south, killing countless, why did they shrink back and not stop him?"
Many shook their heads, saying nothing. It was obvious. The Celestial Prince could open a domain gate with a raise of his hand. How could they stop him? Heading south all the way, who could determine their coordinates?
For this group to intercept the Celestial Prince so quickly was already a miracle. If not for experts proficient in teleportation formations tracking clues, they would have been thrown off to who knows where.
"All excuses. This group wants to attack the Celestial Prince from a moral high ground. Hypocritical!" Daoist Li spoke.
Everyone shook their heads, all finding it inexplicable. So obvious, what more was there to say? This group had been resisting the Celestial Prince from start to finish. When had they ever made excuses? They had always been targeting him, fighting step by step.
The battle in the field grew increasingly fierce, and people's discussions increased, conflicting, neither side yielding, with different viewpoints.
Although Ye Fan, the Holy Prince, Huang Xudao, and the others were in the midst of battle, they could still hear, as they all possessed the divine ear ability.
The Celestial Prince laughed loudly, then became extremely cold, sweeping his gaze over Ye Fan and the others, a mocking expression at the corner of his mouth. What he had said had become reality.
So many mortals had died. Ye Fan felt grief in his heart. Facing the Celestial Prince's provocation, he remained calm, as he had already anticipated this.
Earlier, they had enraged the Celestial Prince with significant effect, leading him into a certain death formation. Black Emperor had set up four layers of a Great Emperor's killing formation to trap him. Who under heaven could resist?
This time, they failed to kill the Celestial Prince. It wasn't that the formation wasn't good enough, but that the Celestial Prince's lineage had too deep a foundation. Their efforts fell short because of this.
Fighting to this extent, even a sage would have died thoroughly. It was fortunate that it was them, with Black Emperor's great formation to resist.
Otherwise, the Celestial Prince would have wiped them all out this time. With so many terrifying formation flags deployed together, mountains and rivers lost their luster, sun and moon lost their color—everyone would have died.
"Haha..."
The Celestial Prince laughed coldly, sweeping his gaze over Ye Fan and the others, transmitting secretly with his divine sense: "I really can't bear to kill you all now. Next time, I'll just slaughter ten mortal cities. I won't need to fight—your own people will condemn you, labeling you as eternal sinners, haha..."
The battle in the field was world-shaking, and people in the distance were also arguing.
"These people provoke the Celestial Prince for no reason. In the end, they'll enrage him, and it will probably implicate us. What a mess."
"The ancient clans are so powerful. Can these people resist? Why go kill the Celestial Prince? For no reason, they put us all in danger."
"You people are just muddling along. The Celestial Prince's desire to destroy human Dao traditions has never changed. If he becomes a sage, the disaster will be unimaginable. Do you still have any backbone? Using the Holy Prince's hand, having an imperial prince kill an imperial prince, might be the only chance."
"If not for these people, how would the Celestial Prince be enraged? What effect can such resistance achieve?"
"I think what they did was excessive. They should handle it calmly, detach themselves, strategize, and win from a thousand li away. That is the embodiment of a hero."
"How to win?"
"This..."
"Have you people already adapted to the ancient clans' lofty status? Occasionally, there are resisters, yet they become the wrongdoers, heretics. If this continues... will you become completely numb?"
The Celestial Prince heard all of this clearly. After listening, he couldn't help but laugh, his gaze growing even colder.
Ye Fan was calm in his heart. What he saw was nothing special. On the other shore of the starry sky, weren't there plenty of such people and events? When encountering robbery, everyone avoids it. Someone attempting suicide draws a crowd to watch, indifferent, even mocking. Examples from wartime were even more chilling—just a group of onlookers, cold and numb.
In the field, the battle became even more terrifying.
"Even heaven must obey my words, even earth must respect my will. Holy Prince, what do you have to fight me with?" the Celestial Prince roared, his momentum continuously rising, his hair disheveled, his pupils intimidating.
"Boom"
He held the heavenly blade in his right hand, while his left hand moved, drawing toward the void. At the end of the vast void, wind and thunder roared, divine winds howled, and chaotic qi surged!
At this moment, the entire great wilderness was oppressive, suffocating. All cultivators were terrified. They could clearly see a meteor shower falling in the sky.
Each meteor was enormous, trailing dazzling light as they came from beyond the sky, carrying the aura of world destruction. Extraterrestrial meteors flew in clusters. This kind of might made all living beings tremble!
The Celestial Prince's methods defied heaven. Words were law, actions were rules. This was like the end of the world. All the meteors rushed toward the Holy Prince, and the entire world trembled.
"Open for me!"
The Holy Prince seemed about to merge with the Dao. He struck out large swaths of Dao trajectories to dissolve the attack, trying to redirect the meteors back beyond the sky. But he failed. He had no choice but to use his black iron rod to furiously strike the nine heavens, meeting the attack head-on.
"Dang!"
Before the enormous meteors, the monkey's body was as insignificant as a speck of dust, but he still smashed them with his rod, turning the star fragments into ashes.
However, the meteors were dense, truly too many, all shrouded in the radiance of the Great Dao, with overwhelming power that shocked the world.
The Holy Prince slashed horizontally and blocked vertically. His arms shook with immeasurable force, but facing such an attack of meteors imbued with the sacred power of the Dao, it was still difficult to bear.
These were star fragments, carrying the divine might of the Dao as they descended. Who in the world could block them? Only a physique like the Holy Prince's could withstand them.
"Pu"
The monkey coughed up blood heavily, still seriously injured. When he destroyed the last star fragment, his body swayed.
"Weng"
Heaven and earth trembled. The Holy Prince opened his mouth and spat out a golden light—this was innate mixed primal qi. His eyes blazed with fury, and his golden fur stood on end, each strand crystal clear.
"What meaning is there in standing up for these numb people?!" the Celestial Prince sneered coldly. Even the meteors hadn't knocked down the monkey, making him feel somewhat uncertain. His opponent was in no way inferior to him!
The monkey's innate mixed primal qi rushed toward him. The Celestial Prince had to use all his power to resist, but was still shaken back step by step, spitting blood with each step, staining the Immortal Heavenly Blade in his hand red.
"Dang!"
The two fought together again, a life-and-death duel, a clash of lives.
On the other side, Ye Fan's true body and Dao body fought together against the enemy, also battling to madness. Relying on his ultimate divine abilities, he blocked the three ancient imperial princes, preventing them from escaping. It was also extremely dangerous, the battle boiling over.
In the distance, more and more people gathered, mostly from famous human clans, along with many ancient clan royal lineages, all watching this soul-stirring battle.