# Chapter 1189: Showdown with the Ancient Golden Crows
"You actually managed to extract this heaven-defying precious liquid... capable of breaking through the shackles of heaven and earth and becoming a saint in one fell swoop!?" An ancient Golden Crow exclaimed in shock.
They were ancient saints, with boundless magical power, capable of turning clouds over with a flip of their hands. They easily extracted Ye Tong's divine sense imprint and read it.
"Haha..." Another ancient Golden Crow laughed, thoroughly pleased with himself. A cauldron of evolution liquid refined from Primordial Life Stone and other materials was equivalent to a divine pill, absolutely priceless.
"Who would have thought that after arriving in this ancient star domain, we would encounter such an earth-shattering great fortune. Good, let's go seize this opportunity!"
They had long become saints and could not use the fourth-stage evolution liquid as a breakthrough. But the precious liquid refined from Primordial Life Stone and Immortal Elixir was no ordinary product—it could bring the dead back to life and grant flesh immortality.
The two ancient Golden Crows exuded an aura sharp as blades splitting the sky. Their golden feathers clanged and trembled, causing void and all things to collapse. Surging golden demonic energy rushed out from their bodies.
The Sun Divine Physique, blood containing imperial patterns, great secrets in the heart, evolution liquid—all these made the two ancient Golden Crows' eyes burn with intensity. Their gaze toward Ye Tong became even more extraordinary.
"Join our Golden Crow clan, and your future will be limitless. You will surely shine with brilliant radiance."
Ye Tong resisted, absolutely unwilling to submit.
"We will make you change your mind. Don't you have a master? Just a mere Dao Cutter—we'll go suppress him in a moment!"
The two ancient Golden Crows were very composed. As saints, they looked down on all living beings as if they were ants. With a raise of their hands, they could kill any cultivator who hadn't become a saint.
"Mm, the ultimate evolution liquid is being refined at Heavenly Village. Let me see exactly how to get there and how to seize this fortune!"
An ancient Golden Crow reached out a finger, wanting to thoroughly examine Ye Tong's Immortal Platform and uncover all his secrets.
"Chi!"
Suddenly, five-colored divine radiance swept over, transforming into five treasured swords suffused with chaotic aura. Peerlessly sharp, they struck out without warning.
Pu!
Blood light flashed. One of this Golden Crow's fingers was severed at the joint, blood splattering everywhere. His expression changed drastically—having been a saint for so many years, no one had been able to harm him, yet today his finger had been cut off.
Carrying Ye Tong, he rapidly retreated, traversing thousands of zhang. His face was ugly, golden eyes like lightning, staring at the spot where he had stood.
It was naturally Ye Fan who had arrived. Having taken control of the ancient sacred mech, he executed the Heavenly Court's supreme assassination technique, cutting off a saint's finger.
"Who are you?" The other ancient Golden Crow shouted.
"I am the ant you spoke of, just a mere Dao Cutter—Ye Fan."
Ye Fan stood in the void, facing the solar fire essence. His entire body flowed with light and color. Though not a fire-type body, he was comparable to an ancient saint, unafraid of any sacred radiance.
He had collected Ye Tong's imprint, so he could find him near the sun at the first opportunity.
Although Ye Fan had cut off a saint's finger with his five-colored divine radiance, he did not dare to be careless. In terms of true strength, he could not yet compare with a saint. His success just now was mainly due to the ambush.
His expression was solemn as he assessed the two ancient saints.
These two men had withered bodies but were full of spirit. Their shriveled frames were like cast from red gold. They wore golden Daoist robes, surrounded by sacred light. Standing there casually, they pressed down on all living things until they could barely breathe.
This was the might of saints!
Ye Fan knew his disciple was in trouble but hadn't expected to provoke two saints at once. Having arrived here, he furrowed his brows and had to proceed with caution.
Because if he handled this poorly, both master and disciple might fall here.
"Master!" Ye Tong was anxious, showing worry. He deeply understood his teacher's power but didn't think he could fight two ancient Golden Crows.
"So you're Ye Fan, the one called the Human Sacred Body? After arriving in this star domain, I've occasionally heard some things about you, but you don't seem like much!" A Golden Crow said coldly.
"Release my disciple." Ye Fan's face was expressionless.
The other ancient Golden Crow said indifferently, "This child has a connection with our Golden Crow clan. He will become our disciple. Being your disciple is a waste of his potential. If you care about his future, you should let him go."
"Let me go! I will never worship the Golden Crows, nor will I take another master. I only have one teacher!" Ye Tong said very firmly.
"You heard him. Release him. He is only my disciple," Ye Fan said.
"You overestimate yourself. A mere Dao Cutter, what qualifications do you have to compete with us for a disciple? We have already given you enough dignity and courtesy. If you don't know your place, we will suppress you with a raise of our hands!"
The Golden Crow whose finger had been severed said coldly. At this moment, golden crow blood flowed backward, and his severed finger regenerated. He quickly recovered.
His face was gloomy, murderous intent leaking out. Having a finger cut off by a Dao Cutter was a great humiliation. Not having lashed out immediately didn't mean he, as a saint, truly didn't care.
"If you want to compete for a disciple, I can oblige." Ye Fan prepared to fight, walking forward with a calm expression. "You think yourselves high and mighty. Facing me, this ant, can you first release my disciple? Are you afraid?"
An ancient Golden Crow laughed loudly, releasing Ye Tong and sending him several li away. He wasn't worried about him escaping because he had left a Dao imprint in his body and could summon him back in an instant.
"We are saints. What is there to fear? Seated in the nine heavens, looking down on all living beings, we see you as nothing but weeds. If displeased, we can pluck you out at will..."
The other ancient Golden Crow said. Despite his words, he wasn't so dismissive in his heart, since Ye Fan had injured one of their fingers, even if by ambush.
"Then let's fight," Ye Fan said.
"Haha... ridiculous! Do we even need to fight you? You're not qualified. We'll destroy you with a flip of our hands!" The ancient Golden Crow laughed. At the same time, a large hand reached forward.
Though he said this, he secretly mobilized terrifying heavenly Dao power. This was the reason saints could look down on all living beings.
Merging with the Dao, transforming the myriad laws of heaven and earth within the body, becoming a great Dao oneself—the true body could ascend to the sun and moon, descend to the nine netherworlds and mountains and rivers, accomplishing anything.
At this moment, the great Dao of heaven and earth resonated. The starry sky rumbled. The enormous sun nearby blazed as if trembling because of him, pressing down.
Tens of thousands of order divine chains appeared. The void split open. Light formed from various laws drowned Ye Fan. This was absolutely fatal.
The ancient Golden Crow belittled him in words, but when actually attacking, he struck like a lion hunting a rabbit, holding nothing back, wanting to kill the Human Sacred Body in one blow.
Honglong!
Heaven and earth collapsed. Sun and moon trembled together. The divine principles of the great Dao completely exploded, destroying everything.
Ye Fan's expression changed. Controlling the ancient sacred war tool, he mobilized all his magical power. His entire body glowed, supporting a peerless divine phenomenon!
Immortal King Overlooking the Nine Heavens, Golden Sea of Bitterness, Chaos Azure Lotus, Splendid Rivers and Mountains—all connected together, forming a real world, like the Six Paths of Reincarnation, or like the re-creation of heaven and earth.
Blazing light, blurry phenomena—not yet complete or perfect, but when Ye Fan exerted his full strength, it was still astonishing.
The blurry phenomena were like a heavenly blade, forcibly tearing apart the explosive, endless saint laws, cutting through a stretch of void, and breaking free.
Ye Fan both defended and attacked. The endless phenomena pressed forward, wanting to envelop the Golden Crow.
Both ancient Golden Crows showed strange expressions. This was too unbelievable. A mere Dao Cutter, relying on that war tool, could actually fight one of them.
Hong!
This exchange ended. Ye Fan struck across the nine heavens, tearing through countless Dao principles, flying out, and standing before Ye Tong, pulling him behind.
The ancient Golden Crow's face was ugly. He had failed to capture Ye Fan. He had just said he would suppress him with a raise of his hand, yet Ye Fan had neutralized his killing move.
"Human Sacred Body, you do have some skill. I admit I underestimated you. Today, let's see if you can escape my grasp!"
He let out a light shout. Behind him appeared a three-legged crow, its body like cast from gold, not black, its radiance blotting out the sun.
With a clear, long cry, the Golden Crow behind him spread its feathers, which clanged and rang. Countless golden swords flew out, tearing the sky apart.
"Clang!"
Ye Fan met him head-on without retreating. The void behind him split open, transforming into a golden world. Various weapons flew out, slashing forward, clashing with each golden sword.
This was a deadly battle. If it had taken place in the mortal world, it would have caused immense suffering. Fighting near the sun, flames surged sky-high, clouds billowed endlessly.
Behind Ye Fan appeared the Golden Divine Treasury. Golden heavenly pagodas, divine swords, Dao bells, gourds—all turned into a rain of light, dense and thick, colliding with the Golden Crow's feather swords. The sounds were unending.
"You must not be allowed to live!"
The ancient Golden Crow was shocked. He hadn't expected a Dao Cutter, relying on a war tool, to block him and be difficult to defeat in a short time. This made a shadow fall over his heart. How powerful would this person be if he became a saint? Perhaps killing him early was the best choice!
The other Golden Crow, who hadn't acted, also had an uncertain expression. In their original estimation, either of them, if going all out, could kill Ye Fan with a flip of their hand. Now, they were shaken.
"Master, I need to sever the Dao... I need to enter the sun," Ye Tong suddenly transmitted, showing an uneasy expression.
Ye Fan furrowed his brows. Severing the Dao at this time was very dangerous and couldn't be disturbed. But finding a quiet place was impossible. Ye Tong's Dao was special—he needed to enter the blazing sun.
Severing the Dao was extremely critical for cultivators, affecting their lifelong achievements. If they failed, they might turn to ashes.
"Go ahead. Enter the sun, meditate on the Dao, and don't worry about anything outside," Ye Fan said.
Ye Tong was his eldest disciple, facing his most crucial moment. Ye Fan would protect him no matter what and wouldn't allow any mishap.
Ye Tong nodded and turned to enter the sun. He understood his master's resolve was firm. Words were useless. The best solution was to successfully sever the Dao.
A Golden Crow sneered, "Do you think you can block me? You want to protect him here? How laughable! Today, I'll split your primordial spirit, search your sea of consciousness, invade Heavenly Village, and see how I seize your Heavenly Court's fortune!"
He flapped his wings and cried out. Saintly might surged, covering the sky and earth, instantly shaking even the sun. The rules of heaven and earth served him.
This was no ordinary ancient saint. This Golden Crow had become a saint a thousand years ago, with profound Dao cultivation and boundless magical power, surpassing ordinary saints.
Weng!
Suddenly, a terrifying aura spread out. Between Ye Fan's fingers appeared two black arrows, emitting an eerie, uncanny power.
Even Ye Fan was greatly startled, because these arrows seemed different when facing the Golden Crow!
These were weapons forged from the remaining materials of Da Yi's sun-shooting arrows. Mysterious since ancient times, they had accompanied many powerful figures—ancient secret treasures.
Xiu!
A black arrow flew out, shattering the sky. Its black light was terrifying, stretching for hundreds of li. The ancient Golden Crow sensed danger and flapped his wings to soar into the sky, but he was still hit.
Pu!
A spray of blood splashed up. One of his golden divine wings was pierced through, blood spilling down. (To be continued)