Chapter 1253: Attaining the Dao
“You are… the Indestructible Golden Body, from the Burial Emperor Star?” Junwei Mountain Lord spat out a mouthful of blood, his remaining half-torso speaking in shock amidst the pool of blood.
Ye Fan’s eyes flickered. This man knew many secrets. It was necessary to examine his sea of consciousness and get to the bottom of things thoroughly.
Swish!
A figure shot up not far away, attempting to flee. He was the sole survivor of the Four Symbols Formation, whose forehead hadn’t been pierced by the broken spear.
Ye Fan didn’t even turn his head. A golden blood bead appeared at his fingertip. The moment it was flicked out, heaven and earth shattered, and phantom figures of gods and demons emerged, swirling around the blood bead, piercing through that man’s body.
“Ah…”
He let out a miserable scream. His flesh seemed to have been struck by a great mountain, turning into a bloody, mangled mess that shattered on the spot, leaving only a head behind.
His primordial spirit was just about to surge up when the Dragon Horse stepped forward, a basin-sized hoof landing on it, ready to crush it at any moment.
“Burial Emperor Star, you truly come from there… the Indestructible Golden Body. I never thought that after ten thousand years of silence, this physique of yours would reappear!” Junwei Mountain Lord revealed a look of astonishment.
“You know quite a bit. Spill everything you know, or don’t wait for me to search your sea of consciousness,” Ye Fan said.
“I admit you are powerful, but you are not invincible on this path. Ahead, someone will surely cut you down!” Junwei Mountain Lord laughed neurotically, utterly desolate. Today, he had been completely defeated, with no hope left to contend on the Imperial Path.
“Is that so? Who are they?” Ye Fan asked indifferently.
“There are many, more than one enemy. Even the Indestructible Golden Body cannot laugh to the end. You are merely one of the witnesses to the myth, not the supreme being!” Junwei Mountain Lord laughed, but his face was already streaked with tears.
“Witness the myth?” Ye Fan said coldly.
“The glory of the Mythical Era will reappear. As strong as the Indestructible Golden Body, you can only become a green leaf. The physiques once speculated and hypothesized in the past have all appeared. You are not enough!” Junwei Mountain Lord was dejected and heartbroken, shouting hoarsely. He felt sorrow for himself, utterly desolate, having failed to even pass the first checkpoint of the Human Clan.
“Then tell me specifically, and let’s see how I will wither on the path ahead.” Ye Fan spoke calmly.
“The myth reappears, the Divine Natural Star shines brilliantly. Not to mention others, just two kinds of people you’ve heard of are enough to cut you down.” Junwei Mountain Lord was lost in disappointment. Perhaps only by recounting others’ glory to suppress Ye Fan could he feel a trace of illusory dignity.
“Forget it, I won’t say. When you truly encounter them, experience that fear yourself!” Junwei Mountain Lord suddenly laughed like a madman.
“In the future, I will see who can suppress and kill me.” Ye Fan said coldly. He prepared to act, to search this man’s sea of consciousness, but he dared not press too hard, fearing he would self-destruct in an instant.
Boom!
Junwei Mountain Lord’s half-torso ignited, and his primordial spirit blazed like a torch. The violet miniature figure left his body, surrounded by a surge of Chaotic Fire, about to disintegrate.
Ye Fan’s expression changed. There was no way to stop it. A powerhouse of this level, wanting to self-destruct, was hard to block, especially since he hadn’t been completely restrained.
He stared at the cluster of Chaotic Fire, realizing something, and watched Junwei Mountain Lord, letting him destroy himself.
“Have you thought of something? Know that I have only seen a part of the Chaotic Order Divine Chains, but what you will face in the future is… heh!”
Ye Fan frowned. That physique had never appeared; even if it had, it was impure. According to legend, it could only be witnessed in the Mythical Era, with a probability so slim it could be ignored.
“Indestructible Golden Body, you are very powerful, but truly just a green leaf. It is precisely because of your lush greenness that you set off those divine flowers’ brilliance. Their radiance will spread across the universe.”
His flesh turned to ashes amidst the blazing flames. The violet miniature figure was in extreme pain, about to be ground away completely, heading toward final self-destruction.
“I am defeated, far inferior to you, but you will find it hard to reach the end of this path. Ten thousand years ago, several Indestructible Golden Bodies fell, killed by another supreme physique. As long as they know you come from the Burial Emperor Star, the destined enemy of the Indestructible Golden Body will surely turn back to cut you down!”
The violet miniature figure was filled with desolation, screaming and roaring madly as it approached the end of death.
Ye Fan’s expression shifted. He thought of ancient desolate past events. Some Sacred Bodies had set foot on the Stellar Ancient Path, spilling blood beyond the domain, dying in the universe. According to legend, it was the work of a certain terrifying destined enemy.
Of course, not all those battles ended in defeat. Some Sacred Bodies had won, slaying their great enemies and returning to the Big Dipper Ancient Star Domain.
“The Mythical Era has arrived. Some impossible people have been born. Am I merely a green leaf to set them off?” Ye Fan murmured, then smiled coldly, staring at the violet miniature figure, saying, “Myths are meant to be broken!”
Boom!
Junwei Mountain Lord’s violet primordial spirit shattered, exploding into the heavens and earth. The final imprint of his life vanished completely, unable to witness the various myths of the Imperial Path.
Ye Fan looked at the other man, who was left with only a head, filled with terror, pinned under the Dragon Horse’s hoof. He was extremely unwilling to die but knew there was no hope.
In fact, in Ye Fan’s view, the other four were of greater value than Junwei Mountain Lord. The Primordial Magnetic Immortal Light was extremely peculiar, truly a rare secret art.
Junwei Mountain Lord could fight him due to his own strength, while these four relied on the mystery and sharpness of their secret arts to contend with him.
“I want the Four Symbols Formation and the cultivation method of the Primordial Magnetic Immortal Light,” Ye Fan said.
“You won’t get them. If you force me, I’ll shatter my divine consciousness immediately!” This man’s face was pale, outwardly fierce but inwardly weak, his panicked eyes betraying his inner frailty.
“Hand over what I need, and I’ll let you escape eight hundred li. If you manage to get away, I’ll spare your life,” Ye Fan said.
The man’s face was deathly pale. He wanted to haggle, but seeing Ye Fan’s coldness, he immediately stopped his words, threw down the four-cornered formation diagram, and his head shot into the sky.
Ye Fan caught it and examined it carefully. The four-cornered formation diagrams combined into a crescent shape, crystalline and white, like carved suet jade.
On it were many dense small characters, all ancient divine script, recording a secret art called Primordial Magnetic.
“Truly a world-shaking divine art, actually engraved on the precious Four Symbols Formation Diagram to protect the inheritance from extinction,” Ye Fan sighed, firmly memorizing the secret art.
“This lord feels this crescent-shaped formation diagram is not bad,” the Dragon Horse said, squinting.
Ye Fan nodded. This formation diagram was extraordinary. Once set up, it could trap many great enemies, hard to break. He tossed it to the Dragon Horse.
Then, he took out a large bow, which he had made himself on the ten-year bloody path. With a flood dragon’s sinew as the string and an ancient tree’s essence as the bow body, he drew a bone arrow, nocked it on the string, and shot it in an instant.
A white light flew eight hundred li in a flash. The fleeing head had already seen the exit, thinking it could survive, but at that moment, it was pierced by an arrow. With a puff, it turned into mud and shattered bones. Blood mist rose, and it died a violent death!
The bone arrow was refined from the spinal bone spikes of a saint-level ancient beast. Ye Fan had killed a sacred beast, collected dozens of spikes, and refined them into arrows.
With a flash of white light, Ye Fan retrieved the arrow, not wasting it, because who knew how many dangers lay ahead.
The entire world fell silent. Ye Fan had almost completely killed off the cultivators from two regions, crossing realms to battle and annihilating the many heroes.
Wherever he passed, the surviving fierce birds and beasts trembled, all lying low in terror, afraid to appear.
The Dragon Horse fiddled with the Four Symbols Formation Diagram, immersed in an extremely joyful state. It was certain that the four men hadn’t fully unleashed the ancient formation’s power.
Ye Fan left the devastated battlefield, sat cross-legged on a stone peak, his heart peaceful and filled with a sense of gain.
The Primordial Magnetic Marvel Art was undoubtedly a supreme divine art, comparable to the Five-Colored Divine Radiance obtained from the Eternal Star Domain, extremely rare.
This secret art had made four not-so-extraordinary people so troublesome, showing its extraordinary nature, worthy of being compared to the forbidden chapters of ancient emperors.
Ye Fan possessed the Battle Saint Art, so he cultivated other secret arts exceptionally fast. Two hours later, a hazy gray mist appeared on his body, and the Primordial Magnetic Force emerged.
Then, he evolved again. The gray mist dissipated, transforming into Primordial Magnetic Electric Light, swirling around Ye Fan’s body.
Crackle!
Ye Fan turned into a human-shaped immortal light, sweeping through everything, reducing a mountain range ahead to ashes in an instant, completely destroying it.
“Such a powerful secret art!” The Dragon Horse was astonished, its eyes burning with envy, and then it began to study it as well.
Ye Fan frowned, not feeling the joy of mastering a divine power, because it was still far from perfection, lacking a kind of divine magnetic force to aid cultivation, unable to reach final completion.
“This secret art is too profound, truly terrifying and boundless!” The Dragon Horse also grasped some principles, turning into an electromagnetic horse, leaping across the sky, radiating waves like a tsunami.
They realized that to master this art, one needed to go deep underground, capture the legendary divine magnetic force, and use it for tempering to achieve great perfection.
“This is the Fallen Saint Island, not a true ancient star. It lacks divine magnetic force, so it’s hard to continue cultivation,” Ye Fan said, standing up. Then he walked into the primeval mountain range, beginning to comprehend the Dao of this place.
Forbidden secret arts were important, but completing the trial mission was more crucial at this moment. His mind and body were empty and bright, washed clean of killing intent. His body shimmered with precious radiance, merging with the natural myriad things.
“The Dao of Nature!”
Ye Fan sighed and opened his eyes. In half a day, he had captured the ancient people’s Dao, comprehending its essential meaning.
Soon after, he opened the scripture scroll given to him by Princess Rain Butterfly, reading and comprehending, blending with the heaven, earth, and nature.
“Man follows earth, earth follows heaven, heaven follows Dao, Dao follows nature.”
Ye Fan murmured, his whole body emitting a faint glow. The fresh air of grass and trees blew toward him, cleansing the killing aura from his body, leaving his heart empty and spiritual. The cries of apes and roars of tigers echoed again in the deep mountains, and peace was restored within the trial ground.
“It is indeed the supreme Dao, but it is not my Dao.”
After who knows how long, Ye Fan closed the ancient scroll, stood up, and punched toward the sky. Golden light pierced into the universe, breaking through the restrictions, nearly destroying the entire ancient land.
“What kind of person is this?”
Outside the Fallen Saint Island, some soldiers changed color. Even the Great Commander sitting on the Heavenly Wolf was startled, then shook his head, telling them not to bother.
“Nourish a hundred scriptures in the furnace, walk the path of invincibility in the present age, break the myths!” Ye Fan said to himself.