Chapter 1084: The Most Unlucky Extraterrestrial Prodigy
Extraterrestrial sages had arrived, descending upon the Eastern Wasteland. This was a super major event of far-reaching influence, heralding a magnificent and turbulent great era to come.
Where they came from, no one knew, yet people understood that ancient sages capable of crossing star domains were no small matter—they were absolutely world-shaking.
Inside a small tavern, the old master of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion remained calm, showing no surprise at all. He had just pointed to the sky, saying that extraterrestrial sages would come, and immediately his words came true.
"Several Sacred Bodies have entered and exited the stars from here. Hmm, I can't keep count anymore. In any case, their experiences were all extraordinary."
"I want to know, where exactly did they go?" Ye Fan asked.
"They went to a distant ancestral land, where countless sages once fought. One who has not bathed in divine blood is not a true strong one," the old sage said.
Ye Fan revealed a strange expression. What kind of place was this? He had never heard of it before. It seemed to be an unusual ancient land.
"Nowadays, achieving immortality is the common pursuit of all the strongest cultivators. Attention to other matters has faded. Unfortunately, who can succeed?" the old sage said.
Ji Ziyue, Pang Bo, Ji Haoyue, the Central Emperor, the Western Bodhisattva, the Southern Demon, and others had all departed. But what Ye Fan did not expect was that the old sage also mentioned another name—Yao Guang.
"He also went... So what Yao Guang Holy Land left behind was not his true body?" Ye Fan was astonished.
"It was only an incarnation and a Dao body. His true body left five years ago," the old sage gave him a definite answer.
At the same time, he revealed a secret: why the Green Emperor could still attain the Dao after the great changes in heaven and earth. It was because he entered that ancestral land from this place and reversed the fortune of creation.
Of course, the Green Emperor did not go as a disciple of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion. Instead, he forcefully "borrowed the path," fighting his way to that star domain and undergoing the baptism of much battle blood.
"This is a very cruel ancient path. What it is like exactly, I do not know, after all, this old man has never experienced it."
Over the past hundred thousand years, every ten thousand years a batch of people would go, at least one or two, at most a dozen or so. Yet very few truly returned alive.
"In such a long span of time, several Sacred Bodies went. According to records, three stained the extraterrestrial domain with blood, buried their bones in a foreign land, and fell on this path."
"So cruel?!" Ye Fan was shaken. In the ancient times before the desolate era, the Sacred Body was nearly an invincible physique. In youth, aside from a young Great Emperor, who could contend with it?
What kind of path was this, where even the undefeated and powerful Sacred Body spilled blood? The dangers and horrors ahead could be imagined. No wonder it was called the toughest trial in history.
Ye Fan still clearly remembered that Black Emperor had once seriously said that Emperor Wu Shi also walked this path, with countless bones under his feet and rivers of blood, encountering some extremely powerful opponents.
Who was Wu Shi? Extremely powerful. Even though he was far from attaining the Dao back then, he was still incomparable to others. To encounter formidable enemies was absolutely shocking.
Of course, to be born in the same era as Wu Shi was definitely the sorrow of those people. Being defeated was foreseeable, after all, he was the only one.
Those who lived were few. Wu Shi and the Green Emperor returned. Even three Sacred Bodies died, their blood dried and cold, their frozen bones scattered.
Ye Fan stayed at the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion for several days, then bid farewell and left, waiting for the ancient path to open half a year later to step into the mysterious star gate.
In the Eastern Wasteland, the arrival of an extraterrestrial sage had a tremendous impact. People across the land were discussing it. The path to immortality was about to open, and this world would no longer be peaceful.
Achieving immortality—the ultimate goal pursued by ancient Great Emperors—yet to this day it is hard to say clearly whether the Immortal Domain truly exists or whether one can ascend and become an immortal.
Ancient Emperors and Human Emperors had all deduced this great era, placing their hopes on later generations. This time had finally arrived.
Wang Xu refuted the rumors, claiming he never said he would battle Huang Xudao, defeat the Holy Prince, or suppress the Human Clan's Sacred Body, saying someone was sowing discord.
Of course, he also said he did want to spar with some young experts to promote cultivation.
Wang Xu was the disciple of the extraterrestrial sage, having descended into this world with his master and senior brother. No one knew their origins. It was said they were once invited as guests by a sage-rank ancient king.
Although Wang Xu refuted the rumors, some still claimed to have heard those words with their own ears, saying they were not false.
Two days later, in the Divine City of the Northern Domain, Huo Qizi and his sister Huo Lin'er met Wang Xu. They drank heartily and talked happily.
However, within half an hour, the wine pavilion standing atop the clouds disintegrated, cracking from within, then collapsing, filling the air with dust.
Many saw Wang Xu stagger out, his face bruised and swollen, his expression extremely grim.
"Wang Xu fought with the ancient imperial prince and suffered a great loss!"
"To survive under the hands of an ancient imperial prince, only with his face injured—his cultivation is truly astonishing."
Many whispered. Everyone in the Divine City was shocked. The wine pavilion was in ruins, Wang Xu's face was dark, covered in bruises and swelling.
"Brother Wang, go slowly. I'm really sorry this time. I didn't expect another imperial prince to arrive, and there was a misunderstanding between you," Huo Lin'er called out from behind with a smile.
Hearing this, people felt puzzled. It seemed it wasn't the doing of this pair of siblings from the Fire Qilin Cave. Could it be someone else?
Dust and smoke filled the air. People only saw a blurry figure disappearing into the distance, not seeing his true form. They all speculated.
"Could it be the Holy Prince came, dissatisfied with his arrogant words, and defeated Wang Xu?"
"Most likely. Otherwise, who would do such a thing? Only the Holy Prince has that kind of strength."
"No, that blurry figure just now looked like Huang Xudao!"
People were uncertain, but in the end, they could not confirm who that blurry figure was.
"What does it have to do with me? But arriving early is not as good as arriving at the right time," the Holy Prince suddenly appeared above the Divine City, sweeping a staff across.
"You..." Wang Xu was shocked and angry. During the drinking earlier, he had suffered a hidden loss, suppressed by Huang Xudao. Now blocked by a monkey, things could not be worse.
"The real Holy Prince has come! That person earlier must have been Huang Xudao without a doubt!" People suddenly understood.
Above the Divine City, a skirmish unfolded. The sky split open, essence energy boiled, and clouds and mists obscured the sun and moon.
Wang Xu was indeed very strong, but compared to the Holy Prince, he was ultimately a notch weaker. He could not block the black iron staff and was sent flying on the spot, spitting blood, his lower body crushed into a pulp.
The monkey left after the fight, too lazy to look again, not taking his life. He said, "I thought I could comprehend the Dao through battle, but it turns out you're nothing special!"
"This Wang Xu is truly the most unlucky. First suppressed by Huang Xudao, then almost beaten to death by the Holy Prince. Did he really think that being able to cross star domains meant he could look down on this ancient star? Doesn't he think about who he's provoking?"
People discussed, many shaking their heads.
"Nothing special. I thought he was impressive," Ye Tong also said within the Divine City. Beside him was a black cat, transformed from Black Emperor. There was no helping it—he was too hated to swagger around openly.
Wang Xu was almost beaten to death, his primordial spirit cracked, his lower body nearly gone. He fell directly from above the Divine City, almost crashing onto the bluestone ground.
Only when he was two zhang from the ground did he stabilize himself, struggling to rush toward the high sky, bitterly glancing back at the Divine City. This was a place of heartbreak, costing him all his face.
"Hey, you're leaving just like that? I want to ask, did you really say you would defeat the Holy Prince and suppress the Human Clan's Sacred Body?" Ye Tong stood in the distance, arms crossed, asking. He was very handsome, with a bright smile.
"So what if I did?!" Wang Xu said coldly. Today, nothing had gone smoothly.
"I want to say, you're still far off. In a few years, after I sever the Dao, I could probably slap you into eight pieces with one palm," Ye Tong shook his head.
"Bold! A brat still smelling of milk dares to disrespect me!" Wang Xu was furious on the spot, forgetting about his master and senior brother scolding him and telling him to "refute the rumors." Having been humiliated repeatedly today, veins bulged on his forehead.
He struck down with a palm, a move at the Dao Severing level. Ye Tong had not yet made a marriage contract, and in the future, he would surely be a second Ye Fan. Now was the perfect time to form an alliance." Many great sect leaders were tempted. Many revealed admiring gazes, full of expectations for this growing youth.
Wang Xu was filled with hatred. The Human Clan's Sacred Body did not appear, but sent a disciple and a vicious horse to severely injure him—this was truly a great shame.
"My master's lineage is not inferior to anyone. Our inheritance is the unparalleled method of the world. I will make you pay!" He left with resentment.
However, this was truly a misunderstanding. Ye Fan had just arrived in the Eastern Wasteland and had not arranged any of this. He knew nothing of these matters.