# Chapter 1329: Sacred Body Relics
Ye Fan was startled. The Sacred Body lineage had left behind some things. What were they? They didn't seem to be ordinary items.
"We have long been unable to guard them. If we kept them in our own hands, others would surely set their sights on us. We could only ask the Guide Envoy lineage to safeguard them on our behalf." Yang Yunteng said.
"What exactly are they?" Ye Fan revealed a curious expression.
"Some things left behind by our ancestors. Only those with dormant golden blood within their bodies can open them." Yang Yunteng said, recounting some past events.
Before embarking on the Stellar Ancient Path, the Sacred Body ancestor had foreseen that the world would undergo changes in the future, and the Sacred Body lineage might become increasingly diminished and struggling. Hence, he left behind some things.
"Those who have golden sacred blood flowing within them will, upon obtaining those things in the future, be able to break through the world's constraints and achieve breakthroughs." Yang Yunteng said.
However, the Sacred Body ancestor had solemnly instructed before departing that doing so could create a peerless powerhouse, allowing the declining Sacred Body to regain its glory. Therefore, they could not be used casually—only when faced with Dark Chaos or when humanity faced great peril could they be deployed.
Only when the Human Sacred Body was needed to quell chaos and suppress world-shattering calamities could those things be retrieved, allowing the Human Sacred Body's blade, sealed in the passage of time, to be unsheathed!
Ye Fan sighed softly. Yang Yunteng's ancestor truly had the world in his heart and a spirit that could swallow mountains and rivers. Such breadth of mind commanded respect. How many could compare with him?
"Dark Chaos has not yet appeared. If we use them now, wouldn't it be too early?" Ye Fan said.
"I have heard that the path to immortality is about to open. Our ancestor once said that a great calamity is inevitable, and the Sacred Body lineage should reappear in such a grand era." Yang Yunteng said.
The Sacred Body lineage's ancestor had thought of many things, already foreseeing that the most glorious golden age would inevitably be accompanied by the most terrifying Dark Chaos. When the brilliant splendor faded, perhaps even more cruel events would occur.
The sacred blood within the Yang family was becoming increasingly diluted. Sooner or later, it would disappear into the sea of humanity. Now, upon hearing Ye Fan mention that his grandson had a large amount of golden blood dormant within him, Yang Yunteng thought of these things.
Perhaps the Yang clan was the last lineage of the Sacred Body. In the future, it would be difficult for such a constitution to appear again. It might completely disappear in the near future. Therefore, this might be the last chance to fulfill the ancestor's wishes—to be used in the coming great calamity of immortality, to suppress the most terrifying chaos of humanity.
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan fell silent for a moment, feeling sorrow for this lineage's ancestor. With the world in his heart and a determination to protect humanity, he ended up spilling blood beyond the domain and dying in a foreign land. It was truly tragic.
Yang Yunteng's brow furrowed and relaxed alternately, as if he was making some kind of decision in his heart. After a long time, he said: "The path to immortality is about to open. The most terrifying chaos in history is about to occur. My grandson is still young, far from being able to grow to that point. The Sacred Body lineage can only rely on you. I want to entrust all those things to you, to help you reach the true state of great perfection, unmatched under heaven!"
Ye Fan shook his head and said: "These were left by your ancestors and should be inherited by Yang Xi. Besides, I have already broken through on my own. I don't need anything."
"Ah wuu..." The children of the Cang family cried out, cursed in anger, extremely unwilling. Those with weak wills began to weep.
Over the past few years, the little boy could be said to be a pitiful child, often bullied by these people, feeling wronged in his heart. Especially when he tried to stop others from insulting his ancestors, he often clashed with them. But every time, he was beaten black and blue, covered in bruises. If not for his special constitution, he would have died long ago and never lived to be six or seven years old.
Now, everything had turned around. Yang Xi swung his fists, venting the anger in his heart, beating the children of the Cang family until they wailed like ghosts and howled like wolves, blood spurting from their noses and mouths.
The other children were so frightened their faces turned pale. They scattered in all directions, all fleeing. A few ran off to deliver news to the Cang family.
"Alright, let them go. When you grow stronger in the future, you can fight the entire Cang family." Ye Fan said. As for the Cang clan with their diluted bloodline, he didn't take them to heart. The true mortal enemy were those with the Heaven-Dominating Blood flowing within them, not these descendants who would eventually return to the mortal world.
Yang Xi panted heavily, stopped, kicked them away one by one, and paid them no further attention.
"Leave this place. Go to the Human Clan's Fiftieth Pass. You'll live there from now on." Ye Fan said. To avoid unexpected incidents, this place could no longer be their home.
"The declining Sacred Body lineage truly has spirit. Let me see what kind of figure has emerged, beating these worthless grandchildren of mine until blood flows from their orifices!"
From afar came a clear cry. A figure approached quickly, his strength not to be underestimated, far surpassing the peak combat power of this ancient star.
Since who knows how many years ago, the Cang clan had sent their children out to be tempered, making them spend several years experiencing life on this withered star where cultivation was difficult. Usually, an expert was stationed here.
It was an old man, his white hair like snow, each strand crystal clear, his skin as white as jade. His gaze shot over like two bolts of lightning.
Ye Fan's expression was indifferent as he said: "Take a look and then leave. Don't seek trouble for yourself."
"Who are you?" the old man asked. Behind him followed more than ten people, including those crying children.
"I will go to another ancient star and pay a visit to your clan." Ye Fan said. This was a decision he had already made—to go see the burial grounds of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline's peak experts, whose bodies had been shattered.
"Bold! Who do you think you are to speak such words? Are you related to the Sacred Body lineage?" The people behind pressed forward, like a group of divine lions, emitting a terrifying domineering aura.
This was the unique pressure of their clan. Even though their bloodline was diluted to such an extent, it still spread like a wild wave, intimidating all the cultivators in the entire city.
"The Sacred Body's ancestor was defeated and killed by our clan's ancestor. What right do you have to speak like this? The ancient tomb garden of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline is not a place you can set foot on!" one person shouted.
Ye Fan swept his gaze over coldly. Golden beams of light surged in his eyes. Although this person had reached the King realm, at this moment, he felt a chill run down his spine, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Tap, tap, tap...
All these people involuntarily stepped back. Especially those few leaders who had been aggressive just moments ago—their legs trembled, and under this pressure, they nearly suffocated.
"A Sacred Body—a Sacred Body who has achieved cultivation!" one of them cried out, blood spraying from his mouth, his face as pale as gold paper.
Ye Fan hadn't deliberately released his aura, just a wisp of it, and they were already shocked. The two sides were mortal enemies, most sensitive to each other.
"I don't want to trouble you. Unless a true Heaven-Dominating Blood appears, you are not worth my effort. All of you, leave." Ye Fan said very calmly, but to these people's ears, it sounded like thunderclaps.
These people had come to demand an explanation, but now their faces were pale. Without a word, they turned and left.
The other forces in the city were all terrified. No one dared to speak, not a single person stepped forward. For a moment, it was deathly silent.
The Domain Gate opened. Yang Yunteng led the little boy, turning back for one last look at that dilapidated courtyard, then followed Ye Fan through the void, heading toward the Human Clan's Fiftieth Pass.
The bustling Fiftieth Pass was like a heavenly city compared to the city on the withered star. It sat among the stars. Looking up, the universe stretched vast and boundless. This place was extremely prosperous.
The Guide Envoy had a full beard, a tall and sturdy build. His name was Zhao Gongyi. He looked very rugged. At the moment, he was in a donkey meat restaurant, drinking alone—a jar of aged wine, a few plates of cooked meat, savoring the flavor.
"Uncle Big Beard!" Yang Xi called out. He had met the Guide Envoy once before.
Ye Fan smiled. Calling this man uncle? Only a little boy who didn't understand anything could say such a thing. How old the Guide Envoy was couldn't be said for certain, only that four thousand years ago, he had been tricked by a divine donkey.
Yang Yunteng stepped forward and performed a great bow. He knew well that the Guide Envoy had protected their lineage; otherwise, their clan would likely have ceased to exist long ago.
Guide Envoy Zhao Gongyi learned of their purpose and nodded, saying: "You mean to retrieve those things? Alright. Who knows how many generations they've been preserved for. They're almost buried in dust."
They arrived at the City Lord's Mansion and once again entered that sealed area.
Yang Xi was amazed by everything. In the past, he had been a pitiful child, bullied by others, never having left that city. Now, seeing the sun, moon, and stars all appearing together, plastered against the sky, he was utterly perplexed.
His tattered little clothes had been removed and replaced with clean ones. He looked very delicate and innocent.
Yang Yunteng was somewhat anxious. The ancestral objects were about to appear, and he couldn't calm his heart.
Guide Envoy Zhao Gongyi opened a sealed treasure vault, pushing open a pair of enormous stone doors. Inside, light flowed and colors swirled, piled with many magical artifacts. Without delay, he retrieved a stone casket from the innermost layer and solemnly handed it to Yang Yunteng.
"Alas!" Zhao Gongyi sighed softly.
The stone casket was covered in dust, but even a Sage couldn't open it. It had never seen the light of day in all these years, the relics sealed within.
"Only the Human Sacred Body lineage, by pouring golden sacred blood, can open it. If a peerless figure of profound cultivation tries to force it open, it will shatter, leaving nothing behind."
Ye Fan took it in his hands. It felt heavier than a mountain. He held deep respect for the Sacred Body lineage's ancestor. Naturally, he wouldn't make Yang Xi spill his golden blood. He cut his own wrist, and strands of golden light dripped down, seeping into the stone casket.
Crack!
With a light sound, the stone casket sprang open. A power of time spread out, carrying a vast, weathered atmosphere that shook the hearts of everyone present.
"Ancestor!" Yang Yunteng cried out loudly.
Yang Xi also felt a bloodline connection, weeping softly, continuously wiping his tears.
"When the Human Sacred Body is needed, he will surely step forward. These things were left not to strengthen descendants, but only to quell Dark Chaos." Guide Envoy Zhao Gongyi sighed.
Three small jade bottles, each no bigger than a thumb, crystal clear and translucent, contained liquids clearly visible inside.
These were three kinds of supremely sacred human great medicines!
Inside the first small jade bottle was golden blood. Even though over a hundred thousand years had passed, it was still dazzlingly bright, as if divine gold had melted, blinding to the eyes.
Ye Fan faced it. Thunder rumbled within his body. His own golden blood surged, resonating with the small jade bottle.