# Chapter 1190: Tribulation Passed
"Ah..." The Golden Crow Saint howled in pain, struggling violently as his golden divine wings were pierced, blood dripping down profusely.
An ancient saint was nearly killed, suffering severe injury. This was truly astonishing, considering his opponent was merely a Dao Cutter.
The black arrow flew away with a large spray of blood, blood mist swirling. A powerful field surged and trembled—one arrow that could tear heaven and earth apart.
This ancient Golden Crow transformed into human form, his face ashen. His left forearm had exploded, leaving a large hole where white bone fragments jutted out, blood dripping down—a terrifying sight.
"I was actually wounded by you!"
A violent force rapidly spread along his arm, destroying his Golden Crow sacred power and cutting off a vast amount of vitality. The overwhelming arrow intent was hair-raising.
Whoosh!
Ye Fan spread his arms. There was no bow in his hands, but within his heart was the intent to shatter heaven and earth. The longbow formed from energy fired the second black arrow, still aimed at this Golden Crow Saint.
It was as fast as a black lightning bolt, streaking across the sky. The Golden Crow Saint lightly shook his feathered wings, emitting myriad rays of light, retreating hundreds of miles away—also reaching extreme speed.
However, the black arrow did not stop. It followed the change in direction, refusing to terminate until it struck its target, trailing large swaths of black lightning. The overwhelming killing intent was astonishing.
"What? This is... a Dao arrow specifically forged against our Golden Crow clan!"
Another ancient Golden Crow saw this, his face showing extreme gravity. He acted immediately, striking forward to kill Ye Fan. Golden feathers shot out—a hundred thousand feathers falling together, shattering the void.
Hum!
Behind Ye Fan, chaotic energy surged and billowed. Five-Colored Divine Radiance blotted out the sun, transforming into five precious swords. Chaotic sword energy swept across, blocking the hundred thousand falling feathers ahead.
This was a contest of will. Ye Fan did not have the strength of a saint, but by wielding the ancient sacred war tools, he could barely contend, using the secret power seeds of ancient deities to counterattack.
Whoosh!
At the same time, Ye Fan summoned the two black Dao arrows to return, shattering patches of falling feathers for defense.
"It's him... it's the black arrows he left behind!" Above the sun-fire essence forming fiery clouds, another Golden Crow cried out, his hair disheveled, covered in bloodstains—a truly miserable sight.
Because the second black arrow fired had also broken through his defenses, piercing his shoulder and shattering a patch of sacred bone—a gruesome sight.
Even a Golden Crow clan ancient saint, already a saint for over a thousand years, still ended up in such a sorry state. The sacred bone at the arrow's impact point was shattered, giving an idea of how powerful the black arrow was.
With the black arrows guarding before him, Ye Fan had a bit more confidence. Otherwise, facing two ancient saints, the pressure was truly too great. Although he had a powerful mech, it was not his own strength, and at critical moments, it might not hold up.
The two Golden Crows came together, their expressions dark, their eyes blazing intensely as they stared fixedly at the two arrows beside him.
It wasn't just them—even Ye Fan himself sensed something different. Within these two ancient arrows, he could feel a soaring killing intent!
"Da Yi... these are the Da Yi Dao arrows from ancient times, infused with his essence, spirit, and killing intent, forged specifically against our Golden Crow clan saints!" One Golden Crow cried out, revealing an expression of disbelief.
They came from the Fire Mulberry Star, an ancient and vast kingdom belonging to the Golden Crows. Everywhere was divine fire, everywhere were precious trees. Golden Crows tore through the sky, with only a small number of other races. From ancient times to the present, no one could contend with this clan.
In ancient times, this clan produced a Quasi-Emperor with ten imperial sons. Seeking a place to become immortal, they once launched a distant expedition to an ancient life source land, resulting in nine sons falling, killed by a man named Da Yi.
The legends of old, the terrible calamity—these made the two Golden Crow Saints' forehead veins bulge, their expressions freezing to the extreme.
The Golden Crow clan's Quasi-Emperor had destroyed nine identical black arrows, bringing their fragments back to the Fire Mulberry Ancient Star. Many Golden Crows had seen and felt them.
"Speak! How do you have these Dao arrows? What is your relationship with Da Yi?" One ancient Golden Crow roared.
The other ancient Golden Crow did his utmost, circulating his mystical arts, separating the killing intent from within his body, dissolving the killing mechanism. He finally stabilized his injuries and successfully repaired his wounded body.
"These are not the true ancient black Dao arrows, but they absolutely came from Da Yi's hand, fused with part of his essence, spirit, and will—a demonic weapon that can kill our clan!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan's expression turned cold. The ancient hero Da Yi shot down the suns, leaving behind an immortal legend, yet ultimately bled and fell at the hands of a supreme Quasi-Emperor—a lamentable fate.
"I thought it was just a human Sacred Body, but I didn't expect him to also possess Da Yi's weapons. You absolutely cannot be spared!"
"Whether you go to heaven or enter the earth, we will take your life. The blood of the Golden Crow clan's imperial sons was not shed in vain. Everything related to Da Yi must be destroyed!"
The two ancient Golden Crows said coldly. They could imagine that if they killed Ye Fan and brought the two black arrows back to the Fire Mulberry Star, what praise it would elicit above.
Whoosh!
The two ancient Golden Crows vanished, transforming into heavenly Dao principles. Only terrifying Golden Crow divine light appeared, occasionally striking forward.
A saint was omnipotent, omnipresent!
When a saint set aside everything else and resolved to kill, it would absolutely make all living beings tremble. Now, the two ancient Golden Crows no longer regarded Ye Fan as an ordinary Dao Cutter. Their killing aura instantly destroyed heaven and earth.
Ye Fan's expression was cold. He offered up the two black Dao arrows, defending in all directions while occasionally attacking.
Facing two powerful Golden Crow ancient saints, he truly had no chance of victory. If not for the black arrows that specifically countered them in his hands, he would surely fall.
Because, in the end, he had not yet become a saint!
Suddenly, a strange fluctuation came. Within the blazing sun star, heavenly essence fire surged. Ye Tong sat cross-legged in the flames, comprehending the Dao.
Nine golden leaves flew over, surrounding him, flowing with an incomparably peaceful radiance. The aura of an ancient Great Emperor permeated the air.
"Nine Fusang Divine Leaves, with immortal imprints on them. Seize them quickly!"
The two ancient Golden Crows exchanged glances, wanting to abandon Ye Fan and rush over to grab the nine leaves, afraid that Ye Tong would absorb the imprints.
By now, they no longer wanted to take Ye Tong as a disciple. In their hearts, they regarded him as a furnace. Whether he could break through was irrelevant. The fundamental goal was to seize the imperial path and divine fire source within his body in the future.
Ye Fan let out a long cry. There was no way he would let these two Golden Crows disturb Ye Tong's Dao comprehension. At this critical moment, no disturbance could be tolerated. For this, he was willing to use every means at his disposal.
Ye Fan was at a disadvantage, but he was determined to block the two Golden Crow ancient saints and fight them to the death.
"Boy, your fall is imminent!"
"Let's see how many lives you have. Today, we'll kill you in the sun's essence fire!"
The two Golden Crows said coldly, both truly enraged. Their methods were endless, their saintly laws surging, smashing everything in their path, shattering the fallen sky beyond recognition.
"Master, I'm fine. You can come over. The Fusang Divine Leaves can defend..." Ye Tong suddenly transmitted his voice.
Ye Fan's heart stirred. Under his feet, the Stride Art unfolded. Like wind and lightning, he entered the sun's essence fire, standing before the nine Fusang leaves.
Golden light dazzled the eyes. The aura of an ancient Great Emperor permeated the air. Though not intense—just a wisp of pressure—it still felt like an imperial weapon awakening, shaking the soul.
The two ancient Golden Crows pursued here, suddenly their expressions violently shaken. They could not break through, unable to rush over.
"These are the Fusang leaf imprints left by my ancestor, recording some insights on cultivating the ultimate yang body," Ye Tong said.
Ye Fan's expression shook. This was truly a blessing for Ye Tong. The Sun Saint Emperor had once visited this star, probably one or two million years ago—a reminder of the merciless power of time.
"Carefully comprehend, but don't be blindly led by your predecessors," Ye Fan instructed.
Ye Tong replied, "I know. My ancestor also left writings saying that one can walk the path of predecessors, but the most important thing is to find one's own."
The two ancient Golden Crows grew anxious. The nine Fusang Divine Leaves blocked the way. They could not rush over, nor could they collect them. They could only stare helplessly.
"Ants, do you dare come out and fight?" They shouted at Ye Fan, revealing their inner anxiety, afraid that the imprints on the nine Fusang leaves would disappear, all absorbed by Ye Tong.
"Now, you two enjoy your final moments. In one month, I will definitely kill you both!" Ye Fan said.
In one month, the fourth-stage evolution liquid would certainly be extracted. By then, his cultivation would reach another level, enabling him to fight saints!
Ye Fan stood near the Fusang leaves, surrounded by a wisp of an ancient Great Emperor's aura. He didn't need to defend at all, focusing entirely on attacking the two Golden Crows.
The black arrows tore through heaven and earth like lightning, charging through the sun's essence fire. Targeting the bloodline of this clan, they countered Golden Crow sacred light, overwhelmingly powerful.
The two Golden Crows were wounded one after another, pierced by the black Dao arrows, nearly damaging their origins. They roared repeatedly but had no solution.
"You two fire crows, if you're not afraid to die, charge over here. Today, I'll roast pigeons!" Ye Fan's words were very insulting.
"Junior, I swear I will kill you!"
The two ancient Golden Crows roared, but they could never overcome the terrifying imperial aura on the Fusang leaves. Approaching even slightly risked being torn apart.
Ye Fan laughed loudly, concentrating his essence and spirit to shoot an arrow, piercing one Golden Crow's chest. Even his heart exploded, leaving a bloody hole front to back, sacred bone fragments and blood splattering everywhere.
"Junior, I'll remember this debt. One day, I'll grind your bones to dust!" The wounded ancient Golden Crow soared into the sky.
Pfft!
At the same time, the other Golden Crow also suffered a heavy blow!
Ye Fan's body and mind united. A wisp of indestructible will fused into the Dao arrow and was shot out, shattering the second ancient Golden Crow's thigh, blood dripping profusely.
The two ancient Golden Crows were furious beyond measure, but there was nothing they could do. Unable to break through the nine Fusang Divine Leaves, everything was useless.
Though enraged, they could only retreat, stopping in the distant sky, filled with hatred as they stared ahead.
"Master, I have severed the Dao..." Ye Tong's voice came. He rose to his feet, opening his eyes—deep as the starry sky, fire essence swirling around him.
Crack!
The nine Fusang leaves all shattered. Nine imprints entered Ye Tong's body, making him appear even more heroic and extraordinary. Every inch of his flesh glowed, his entire body dazzling and crystalline, surpassing the sun.
"Kill!"
Seeing this, the two ancient Golden Crows transformed into two golden lightning bolts, charging forward to kill Ye Fan and his disciple.
However, at that moment, their hair stood on end. They immediately retreated, because within the essence fire, a heavenly tribulation comparable to a saint had appeared.
Massive bolts of lightning descended from the sky, flooding the area. Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation, Sun Divine Tribulation, Chaos Great Tribulation, World-Shaking Divine Court Tribulation...
Patches of thunderbolts descended together, sweeping across all directions!
The two ancient Golden Crows knew well the terror of heavenly tribulation. If they resisted while within it, they would also undergo tribulation—and it would be their saint-level great tribulation.
They broke out in cold sweat, struck dozens of times by lightning bolts. Sparks flew everywhere. They finally managed to retreat.
Ye Tong stood within the sea of lightning, beginning to resist the heavenly punishment. Like a young deity receiving heaven's baptism, he bathed in the sea of lightning.
"This great tribulation is too terrifying. Look, ancient imperial images have appeared—ten suns shining in the sky, appearing in this star domain!"
"This tribulation punishment is comparable to a saint's great tribulation. Many people might not be able to survive it!"
The two ancient Golden Crows were bitter, their hair and fur standing on end. They dared not approach, forced to watch helplessly as a young man rose powerfully.
Ye Fan nodded, his heart gratified. This great tribulation was extremely terrifying. When the ancient Great Emperors severed the Dao in their youth, it was probably no more than this.
He stood at the edge of the tribulation, not wanting to disturb Ye Tong, only watching quietly. The two ancient Golden Crows hid far away, afraid that Ye Tong would use the tribulation to ambush them.
"Hateful! We can only watch helplessly, unable to stop him!"
"What can we do? This is a youth with imperial bearing, and his master is even more unfathomable. Could they be about to create an unprecedented miracle—the supreme spectacle of one sect producing two emperors!?"
The two Golden Crows were anxious, filled with hidden worry about the future.
Several hours passed, and the heavenly tribulation still had not dispersed. Ye Tong suffered severe injuries. This great tribulation was too terrifying. His body was shattered dozens or even hundreds of times, but he stubbornly endured each time.
Finally, another hour passed. The thunderbolts covering the sky vanished, the chaotic energy dissipated. Endless heavenly essence and sun-fire essence surged toward Ye Tong, entering his body that had severed the Dao.
Tribulation successfully overcome!
"Let's go!" Ye Fan appeared, offering up an array platform, opening a Domain Gate. Pulling Ye Tong, he stepped inside, crossing through.
"Where do you think you're going!" The two ancient Golden Crows roared, but they were too far away to stop them.
The heavenly tribulation just now was too terrifying. They feared drawing karmic consequences and undergoing tribulation themselves. Now they simply couldn't reach them in time.
"Wash your necks clean. In one month, I'll come to kill you and roast Golden Crow meat over a campfire!" Ye Fan's cold words came through the gap of the closing Domain Gate.
The two Golden Crows were furious, but by the time they arrived, everything was too late. They couldn't stop him.
"We only extracted part of the secrets from that ultimate yang body kid's sea of consciousness. Before we could continue, that human Sacred Body came. We don't know where Heavenly Village is. How can we seize that great fortune?"
The two Golden Crows frowned, but there was nothing they could do.
Ye Tong severing the Dao and triggering heavenly tribulation caused a massive uproar in the Big Dipper Star Domain. Ancient saints rushed toward the sun but found nothing.
At Heavenly Village, Ye Fan and the others returned, immediately surrounded by many elders. They had all learned that the strange phenomenon was caused by Ye Tong.
"Senior Brother, you're truly remarkable. Worthy of being ranked alongside me as the peerless dual prodigies. You have my style." Little Bald Head came bouncing over, hugging his thigh to congratulate him, while blinking his black gem-like eyes, asking for gifts.
"Clang!"
In the distance, the Primordial Qi Cauldron vibrated. Qi Luo opened his eyes, staring fixedly.
Various strange phenomena swirled around the cauldron—Azure Dragon, Divine Phoenix, Soaring Immortal, Vermilion Bird, Deities—a cluster of radiance penetrating the cauldron's walls. Immortal qi was dense, a scene of holiness.
"The fourth-stage evolution liquid is about to be successfully refined!"
At this moment, Ji Zi, Holy Prince, Dongfang Ye, and others all emerged from seclusion. Even Big Black Dog was alarmed, poking over a massive head.
"The evolution liquid will be ready within these few days. The era when we can fight saints has arrived!" Ye Fan said.