# Chapter 1212 - The Palace Within the Sun
The sun star was immense, its temperature terrifyingly high. Even a saint could not approach it easily. Ye Fan, as a Human Sacred Body, felt waves of heat assailing him even at this location.
Flames leaped and danced, the interior of the sun star was fiercely terrifying. This was a natural Forbidden Zone of Life. No one would come to linger here without reason.
Since ancient times, only those who cultivated fire-element Dao arts would visit. The solar essence rolled and surged, covering the sky and earth—this was a most primal power.
Ye Fan opened his Heavenly Eye, searching across the vast sun star. What he relied on was his past experience battling two Golden Crows, familiar with their aura. This was a Forbidden Zone of Life; as long as a single ripple of energy leaked out, it could surely be found.
"An ancient and broken hall..."
He revealed a look of surprise, his heart truly shaken. Deep within the sun star, he actually saw a palace. Although it had partially collapsed, a majestic aura still emanated from it.
This was truly an extraordinary matter. On this blazing star, even a Dao Cutter who entered would turn to ashes, and saints had to be extremely cautious.
Yet here stood a hall, built from stone. How sturdy must it be? It had actually been preserved, not melted.
Ye Fan approached, carefully examining this ancient temple built from piled stones. From it, he saw patterns unique to the Mythical Era.
It was a primitive form of worship. The ancient people revered the sun. The giant stones were carved with divine suns and also depicted divine birds, vivid and lifelike.
"It's not that the stone is extraordinary, but the runes upon it are special, keeping the stone hall immortal, undamaged by the blazing fire temperature."
Ye Fan muttered to himself. This hall had decayed beyond recognition. The roof had been blown off, the internal stone pillars were broken, only a framework remained.
He stepped on the bluestone floor, producing a tapping sound. There was a vicissitude of ancient meaning, as if transmitted from the Primeval Era, immersing one in a special atmosphere.
"This is a prehistoric relic, truly too ancient. The Primeval Era, millions of years ago—what kind of era did it experience?" Ye Fan sighed.
The mottled stone hall, the dim giant rocks, the Dao patterns still present, the traces not extinguished. He savored the moment here, his heart filled with wonder.
The ancient hall had endured for ages. The inscribed patterns were not only a formation but also a sacred fire-avoidance technique, not to be underestimated—it could be called a unique secret art.
"To be able to enter the solar essence fire without being extinguished, preserved for millions of years—this is a divine technique!"
Ye Fan went from initial surprise to shock. Calming his emotions, he began to seriously study it. This might be a supreme marvelous art.
Entering the sun and moon, walking through the Nine Netherworlds—this was the basic ability of great divine ability practitioners in ancient times, a necessary manifestation of the strongest.
At the very least, this was something left by a Great Sage, right?
Ye Fan focused his mind and discovered a familiar aura, very similar to Ye Tong, with that kind of bloodline inheritance power.
"This is..." His heart trembled. Could it be the traveling palace of the Sun Saint Emperor? If so, it would be enough to shake the world!
Ye Fan comprehended the Dao, imprinting all the carved marks into his sea of consciousness. He earnestly studied them and obtained a primitive Dao art, allowing one to enter the divine sun without being harmed by heavenly fire in the slightest.
But this was only a basic Dao art, the starting stage. There should be subsequent methods. This made his expression surprised. Could there be a great inheritance left within the sun star?
Ye Fan searched the entire hall, obtaining all of this primitive Dao art. In the process, he also discovered the aura of two Golden Crows—they had been here.
He transformed into a streak of fire and pursued. The two ancient Golden Crows, in order to obtain the subsequent ancient methods, might be ahead...
Just as Ye Fan expected, there were other stone halls on this sun star, still incomplete. This should have been a magnificent complex of great palaces, but they were scattered, drifting in various places.
He discovered a second ancient temple, paused briefly, recorded the Dao patterns and fire-control divine technique in his heart, and while studying and comprehending, continued the pursuit.
"There are actually so many great palaces..."
Later, Ye Fan was astonished. He had discovered over a dozen halls. The fire-element Dao arts he had mastered became increasingly complex and profound, their power also manifesting.
One could draw upon the power of the entire sun star for one's own use. If someone who cultivated the Sun Sacred Scripture were here, they would be practically invincible.
"I see, this is the prototype of the Sun Ancient Scripture. The starting stages of the Human Saint Emperor's enlightenment were recorded one by one..."
Ye Fan understood. He no longer forcibly tried to obtain everything. Instead, he walked along this path, slowly savoring and comprehending the thoughts of the Human Saint Emperor when he created the Dao.
Some ancient halls were completely destroyed, leaving only foundations. Others had only a few giant rocks remaining. The subsequent Dao methods had been lost for a long time.
There was no complete method, but Ye Fan grasped that Dao realm—an essence of fire control, elevated to a supreme method for controlling the universe's primal forces.
Different people, different Daos. Every Dao attainer has their own unique path. This was his deepest realization.
Along this path, he evolved the Fire Control Technique, then began to activate several ancient scriptures, evolving his own Dao, smelting everything into one furnace.
He started from the Golden Taiji Circle, his true body forming a dragon-shaped curve, then with the Dao Self and the Past Self emerging together, becoming the yin pole and yang pole, making his Divine Form tend toward perfection.
In the end, he no longer pursued the Saint Emperor's Dao arts. When passing those stone halls, he only studied his own Dao along this path, his entire body shining with brilliant light.
Within his body, several ancient scriptures operated simultaneously, emitting a vast heavenly sound, making him appear sacred and solemn, like an Immortal King descending to the mortal world.
His flesh flowed with precious radiance. Every inch of blood and flesh was filled with powerful strength. Ye Fan's body flickered, constantly changing. The sound of golden blood flowing within him was like thunder, rumbling loudly. If someone stood here, they would likely be stunned unconscious.
It was hard to imagine such power. No wonder his physical body was strong to the extreme, able to shatter a saint's flesh.
Ye Fan walked. Where his feet passed, it was like a True Dragon leaping to the heavens, nearly illusory.
His transformation was too special. At times he became the golden curve, at times his true body. On either side, the Past Self and Dao Self evolved into yin and yang poles, walking side by side.
This was the vessel of the Dao!
At this moment, before his forehead bone, a small golden figure stepped out, swallowing solar essence fire, absorbing the essence of all directions, refining its radiant body.
Beyond the Divine Form, the primordial spirit wanted to break free from its bonds, becoming the one that escapes, breaking the universe's shackles, transcending outward!
At this moment, Ye Fan no longer tried to restore the Human Saint Emperor's fire arts and Dao. He constantly comprehended himself, gaining a great harvest.
The five great secret realms within his body resonated together, as if immortal sounds were transmitted. His physical body was transforming, gaining traces of saintly might. His divine sense became increasingly condensed, golden light dazzling, free from dust.
At this time, Ye Fan was transcendent, temporarily forgetting everything else. His body walked, the small golden figure sat before his brow, the two becoming one, like a deity.
His true body constantly transformed within the golden diagram. This was the vessel of the Dao, and the small golden figure was the Dao itself!
He drew upon the infinite fire essence within the sun star to baptize himself. His entire body was pure and bright, increasingly powerful and wonderfully extraordinary. The aura of a saint, the immortal radiance covered his body.
Originally coming to pursue the two ancient Golden Crows, he never expected such an encounter. It allowed Ye Fan's body and mind to undergo a tempering—an accumulation and sedimentation at the realm level.
Relying on Evolution Liquid, Ye Fan's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds over the past two years, his strength increasing somewhat too quickly. Now, with such an encounter, it was as if he had experienced millions of years of time, manifesting his Divine Form, comprehending the Dao and reflecting.
He consolidated his Dao fruit, solidified the foundation of his Dao. Looking back, the footprints along this path were clearly visible, each step very solid.
"Evolution Liquid must be used cautiously..." Ye Fan muttered to himself.
This path was not long, but it greatly moved him. Looking at the footprints of the ancient Great Emperor, he too left some brilliant footprints.
After a long time, he calmed down. Ahead, a majestic great palace appeared, preserved relatively intact.
Throughout endless years, it had always stood firm, covered in ancient marks, bathed in solar essence fire, emitting a vicissitude of ten thousand ages.
Sun Ancient Temple!
Ye Fan saw these words, written in divine script. This was a language common to all races, existing even before the Primeval Era, said to have been created by deities.
"This is a temple abandoned by the Sun Saint Emperor. He had already come to the Big Dipper Star Domain back then..." Ye Fan muttered to himself.
The Sun Saint Emperor's Dharma power was boundless, his divine abilities vast. Legends say he left footprints in many star domains, and the Big Dipper also had such tales.
The great palace had no lethal prohibitions, but it emitted a majestic aura, a kind of dignity that made people involuntarily revere, somewhat unable to breathe.
This place had no Great Emperor symbols, only some mythical traces carved by later generations, but it was completely preserved, magnificent beyond measure.
The fire-control Dao arts and formations contained in those patterns were even more profound. The two ancient Golden Crows were inside the hall, seeming very excited.
"It truly is a traveling palace of the Sun Saint Emperor. Carefully record these patterns. Perhaps we can find clues to the Immortal Fusang Divine Tree—that is what my clan's Great Emperor most desires to obtain."
This place was already near the sun's center. Fire essence raged, violent beyond measure, but the majestic stone hall floated, never destroyed since ancient times.
Ordinary saints could not reach here, as they would be burned to ashes. The two Golden Crows were born from fire, naturally fearless of fire essence, thus unharmed.
"Oh? There's a teleportation array here, constructing a mysterious Domain Gate. Where does it lead?" One Golden Crow was surprised, discovering a patch of golden patterns within the majestic great palace.
They quickly activated this array platform. A golden gate opened wide, like an immortal gate, dazzling and brilliant, with thousands of strands of auspicious light.
"That is... also within the sun star. What?! There's a person there... He's sleeping!"
The two ancient Golden Crows instantly changed color. They never expected that at the end of this ancient teleportation array, there would be a mysterious existence.
"Could this be... a deity from the Mythical Era?" They felt their lips trembling, their bodies shaking, because they sensed a supreme aura, transmitted strand by strand.
Deep within the sun star, someone was dormant, sleeping!
This exceeded their imagination. Although the surrounding flames were blazing hot, they felt cold all over.
They slowly withdrew their Dharma power, afraid to awaken that existence, letting the Domain Gate disappear. For a long time, they did not speak.
"This is a prehistoric relic. What kind of person is that? We must return to the Fire Mulberry Star and report to the Great Emperor. There may be a great secret here."
"Hmm, I heard that little bastard of the Human Sacred Body is looking for us. If we go out, we must be careful. After all, the strong ones who came to reinforce our clan were annihilated."
"What Sacred Body? When my clan's supreme highness arrives, a single golden divine feather falling could kill him dozens of times!"
"The taste of sacred blood—I've always been looking forward to it. When my clan truly descends upon this ancient star, taking his head won't be too late."
The two ancient Golden Crows spoke hatefully, unaware that Ye Fan had already arrived outside the hall.