# Chapter 1188: Above the Sun
The expedition of the allied ancient royal clans was sent forth, carrying the hopes of many. Although it was only a reconnaissance mission, once the situation was clarified, it could very well bring them a great opportunity.
The ultimate evolution liquid had become an obsession for everyone. All races were awaiting news, and once specific information was transmitted back, they would dispatch an overwhelming army.
Heavenly Village had become tranquil. Even the big black dog was drooling as it went into seclusion, refining its flesh and seeking breakthroughs.
With the successful extraction of the first, second, and third stages of evolution liquid, the important figures of the Heavenly Court had all begun their closed-door cultivation, leaving only a few behind.
The Killing Sage remained unmoving, still like a stone statue, sitting cross-legged beneath an ancient tree, guarding the Primordial Qi Cauldron!
Aside from him, Ye Fan was also free. He was waiting for the fourth stage of evolution liquid. The first three stages were ineffective for him and could not help him advance.
These past few days, he had been continuously perusing the *Natural Great Dao*, delving into the principles of this ancient scripture, and deeply understanding the difficulty of becoming a sage. This was a heavenly barrier.
Cross it, and the cocoon would break, giving rise to a butterfly!
But transforming from a worm into a colorful butterfly was no easy feat. Throughout the ages, countless outstanding talents had been blocked outside this very door.
Throughout history, billions of cultivators had not transformed into butterflies but had died as worms within their cocoons, unable to break through.
After reading for a long time, Ye Fan closed the ancient scroll. He was waiting for the fourth stage of evolution liquid. If it could be successfully refined, then he could ascend to the next level and be able to battle sages!
There was one more person in Heavenly Village who had not used the evolution liquid—Ye Tong. He was about to sever the Dao, and everything depended on himself.
"Master, I plan to go out and wander, seeking the opportunity to break through my shackles." Ye Tong intended to travel the world, making his final push to sever the Dao.
"Go ahead." Ye Fan nodded.
"Senior Brother, I'll go with you! The two peerless talents of our generation, going forth together, the whole world will submit!" Little Bald Head Huahua said, a child with a grown-up mind. He was naturally a free man, running around everywhere without a care.
"Go cultivate properly." Ye Fan shooed him away.
The Primordial Qi Cauldron emanated a peaceful aura. For months, it had been enveloped in immortal mist, becoming increasingly extraordinary. Refining medicine and resonating with the Great Dao was also beneficial for it.
Immortal light burst forth, various chains of order shot out in all directions, and the dust of the mortal world could not approach it. Its entire body was engraved with runes—complex and mysterious Dao marks, born alongside various tribulations from the past.
Ye Fan glanced at his cauldron, his mind clear and empty. He closed his eyes and once again began to comprehend the Natural Great Dao.
Outside, the various ancient races were all anticipating good news from the Eternal Main Star. The evolution liquid was extremely important, filling their hearts with desire.
During this period, the turmoil had subsided somewhat. The struggle for various divine minerals had come to an end, as there was truly nothing left to trade.
Ye Tong transformed into an ordinary youth, traveling in asceticism all the way into Central Province. He was questioning his heart—what was he lacking? He was asking the Dao—how to sever and break through.
Along the way, he forgot everything else. There was no self, no objects, only the two words "Sever the Dao" in his heart.
It was only after a long time that he thought of the bitterness of his childhood—the fallen Sun God Clan, completely annihilated. He thought of the old servant who died saving him. He thought of his self-isolation back then, talking to himself and small animals...
Finally, he thought of Ye Fan. This master had saved him, taught him techniques, opened his Immortal Platform, and allowed the profound principles of his ancestor's Sun True Scripture to manifest in his heart.
He possessed a complete Sun True Scripture!
This was the secret left in their clan's bloodline by their distant ancestor. Even though the scripture had long been lost, as long as someone with the exact same bloodline as the Sun Saint Emperor appeared, they could obtain it.
"Severing the Dao—endless obsessions to cut, endless illusions to break."
Ye Tong walked aimlessly, alone and solitary. At this moment of severing the Dao, he thought of the tragic scene on the Ziwei Star when his clan was hunted down and exterminated by the Golden Crow Clan.
"Father, Mother..." His heart ached. The experiences of his childhood surfaced one by one. For so many years, he had sealed them away, unwilling to face them. But now, to sever the Dao, the most painful, most unwilling-to-reveal scars would be mercilessly peeled away.
"Big Sister, I miss you..." Yesterday replayed itself. Tears welled in Ye Tong's eyes, and he couldn't help but cry out.
He had a little sister. In that crisis, she had risked her life to save him, covered in blood, yet still smiling radiantly at him, telling him to live on well.
She was just a little girl, with extraordinary talent, a heaven-defying prodigy. But she was too young, never having grown up.
"Little brother, be good."
Ye Tong's ears still clearly echoed his little sister's voice. The beautiful little girl had gently said this to him before she died, bleeding, crying, yet smiling, telling him he must survive and grow up.
"Little Sister, I survived..."
Tears rolled down Ye Tong's face. He reached out his hand, stroking forward, wanting to touch that young, concerned face of the little girl. She was smiling, but with tears, comforting him as their family was destroyed, telling him to be strong.
Golden Crows howled. Golden lights streaked across the sky. Crumbling palaces, a fallen clan, then fleeing to the sea, endless pursuit.
Dead. All dead.
Blood, sorrowfully beautiful. Lives withered one by one. Relatives faded away one after another, impossible to grasp. They died fighting before him, buying him a path to survival.
Ye Tong wept. Though years had passed, everything that happened was still vivid before his eyes, piercing his heart.
Severing the Dao—the most cruel path. Everything would reappear. Everything would be experienced again.
Sealed away for years. Ye Fan had saved him but could not completely save his young heart. That little child had been sealed at the bottom of his heart by himself.
Now, the scar was torn open, bloody. The child of the past appeared.
A pitiful little child walked forward alone, trusting no one, trembling with fear, only daring to talk to the birds in the forest. With tears in his big eyes, he looked up and asked a little bird.
How far is forever? Father said, forever silently watching over me. When is the future? Little Sister said, in the future she would appear and come to see me again.
"I know. They won't appear. Just like Uncle Jiang, they all protected me... gone forever."
These were the memories of a five or six-year-old child. Now they tore at Ye Tong's heart, and he couldn't help but cry out loudly.
Ye Tong was in great pain. He walked on the path of severing the Dao, and the bitter memories of family love were only a part of it, yet they were unbearable for him.
Because this was the pain of his childhood, causing him severe trauma.
He was a person who valued relationships. He couldn't bear it, couldn't forget. Facing it again, there was only blood.
"How did Master sever the Dao? When he returned, he received the grievous news of his parents' death. He endured much pain, yet he said nothing..."
"I must persevere. Master once said, whether it's pain or sorrow, bleeding or crying, only you yourself know. There's no need to shout, no need to let the whole world know. The path of a cultivator is bitter. Walking alone in loneliness, chewing on solitude, tasting bitterness—only then can you ascend high. This is nothing."
"Master even reversed and severed the Great Dao. What is this compared to that? I must face it. I must look straight at it. One day, I will return to the Ziwei Star and add a handful of yellow earth to my little sister's desolate grave."
Ye Tong's gaze grew increasingly firm. He walked out of his own bitter world, letting the child sealed in his heart for so many years walk forward with him, no longer sealing himself away.
His body began to radiate light, like a divine sun in the sky. With each step, he flickered in and out of existence. His entire being was submerged in blazing light, transforming into a Sun Deity.
"My Dao, my path—I will not follow Master's trajectory, nor transcend the scriptures of my distant ancestor. I will not be bound by the paths of predecessors. I begin from the Sun True Scripture and end with the origin of the sun."
Ye Tong's gaze grew even more brilliant. He stepped forward with determination, ascending into the sky above the great wilderness, walking step by step toward the sun in the heavens.
"I cultivate the Sun True Scripture. Never in history have two people attained the Dao on the same path. To break free from it, I can only start from the source."
Ye Tong summoned a chessboard array platform, stepped into the domain gate, and rushed toward the sun, intending to sever his own unique Dao and ascend to the peak!
When he reappeared, endless fire essence danced around him. Blazing flames burned fiercely. This was a kingdom of fire.
Ye Tong approached the sun. The blazing light and terrifying heat were enough to incinerate everything in the world. But he cultivated the Sun True Scripture, his entire body bathed in fire, yet immortal and indestructible.
He wanted to enter the sun and sever his own path. If the outside world knew, they would surely think he was mad. Even many ancient sages dared not do this!
"Ooh, this is astonishing. The sun of the Big Dipper Star Domain bears the imprint of an ancient Great Emperor." An ancient Golden Crow flapped its wings, charging near the sun.
"Look quickly! There are several golden leaves in the sun, like the tender leaves of the Fusang Divine Tree, engraved with the Emperor's brand. They have existed since ancient times, indelible." Another ancient Golden Crow exclaimed in shock.
After Ye Fan returned, he had asked the Killing Sage about the situation and learned that two ancient Golden Crows had come to the Big Dipper. He was very surprised at the time.
Because these were two ancient sages, from a star called Fire Mulberry, a world of Golden Crows. The outstanding talent Hou Yi was killed by a quasi-emperor from there.
These two Golden Crows were indeed from the Fire Mulberry Star, scouting ahead for even stronger ancient Golden Crows. After appearing on the Central Province continent, they had rushed toward the sun, exploring ancient ruins.
"Oh? There's a little brat coming. He is... a naturally born Extreme Yang Body, even more terrifying than my Golden Crow Clan's fire body!"
"The essence of the sun penetrates his body, baptizing his flesh. It cannot damage him at all but instead strengthens his vitality. This is comparable to our clan's Emperor when he was young!"
The two ancient Golden Crows discovered Ye Tong and both revealed astonished expressions.
Then, they noticed that Ye Tong was about to sever the Dao, walking the path alone, actually intending to enter the sun and head for those golden leaves.
Swish!
The two ancient Golden Crows appeared, blocking his path, revealing strange expressions. This was definitely a rare human immortal seed, unseen in ten thousand years.
"Young friend, I see that your divine nature is heaven-born. Would you be willing to join my Golden Crow Clan? We will pass on to you a supreme precious scripture."
Ye Tong's gaze immediately cleared. Seeing the two ancient Golden Crows, his eyes instantly narrowed. He thought of his father, mother... and his young little sister. They had been exterminated by the Golden Crow Clan.
"Unwilling!" He refused without hesitation.
"Why? We are sages. Are we not worthy to be your masters?" One ancient Golden Crow spoke.
"I already have a master. I will not enter another's tutelage." Ye Tong replied.
"Is that so? Let me see how strong your master is." One Golden Crow reached out and confined a deep obsession from within Ye Tong's brow.
He did not want to miss this Extreme Yang Body, because it would be of great use for his future breakthrough. A rare immortal seed in ten thousand years—whether as a disciple or as a furnace, its value would be immeasurable.
The other Golden Crow also acted, wanting to confine the profound techniques Ye Tong had learned. But the Sun True Scripture was fused into Ye Tong's blood, transforming into mysterious runes that could not take form. Only faint golden symbols appeared and disappeared.
"What? This could be... Emperor script!" The two Golden Crows were shocked, then revealed delighted expressions.
"Good, good, good! We have a master-disciple fate!" The two ancient Golden Crows shone with golden light. This youth must be grasped in their hands. They could not let him go.
"I have a master. I will not take another!" Ye Tong said.
However, beneath the sage level, everything was an ant. No matter how astonishing he was, he was only someone about to sever the Dao. The gap in cultivation was too vast. There was no way to resist.
One Golden Crow pointed a finger and confined his obsession, seeing his master—Ye Fan—and learning much.
"So it's the Human Clan Sacred Body. We've only just arrived in this star domain and already heard of this person. I didn't expect him to be your master. But what is he? Just a small Dao Severer. How can he compare to us sages?"
"An ant. I can destroy him with a raise of my hand. Good disciple, come with us. How can that Sacred Body compare to us? If you don't believe me, I'll go suppress him in a moment!"
The two were determined not to let him go. They had to extract the Emperor runes flowing in Ye Tong's blood and take the person as well. Both were invaluable to them!
Ye Tong was furious, but he could not struggle free. He had no way to resist sages.
In Heavenly Village, the siblings Gu Lin and Gu Fei quickly found Ye Fan, anxiously reporting that Ye Tong might be in trouble.
"On the sun!"
This pair of siblings were descendants of the Divine Calculator, mastering extraordinary deduction divine arts. They had divined Ye Tong's location.
Ye Fan said nothing. He directly activated the array platform, vanished into the void, and killed his way toward the sun!
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