# Chapter 1330: Bloodline Key
Inside the second small jade bottle, golden clouds and brilliant red light shot forth together, dazzling and beautiful, sacred and ethereal.
This was actually blood that combined gold and bright red, fused together into a brilliant radiance, illuminating an eternal divine halo.
Holding it in hand felt like standing beneath the vast heavens, transformed into an Immortal King, enveloped by various immortal glows, divine halos adorning the body, becoming a supreme being within the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
It was extremely peculiar. The small jade bottle was only as tall as a thumb, yet it emitted such immortal light, with a majestic and dignified aura, as if a true invincible Sacred Body had awakened.
The golden rays flickered, causing the blood within Ye Fan's body to surge even more violently, while the bright red light gave him an inexplicable shock.
This small jade bottle surpassed the first—it was absolutely a priceless divine treasure!
In addition, there was a third small jade bottle. Inside the crystalline container was a vivid red, neither glaring nor radiating ten thousand divine beams—peaceful, calm, and serene.
The small jade bottle was transparent and sparkling, the liquid inside clearly visible. This was the only blood that did not emit light, returning to plainness, exuding an intimate aura.
Within the bottle, the bright red blood did not release any powerful fluctuations, nor did it carry any astonishing aura. Yet holding it in hand made one feel ethereal and pure in body and mind.
Moreover, these vivid red liquids gathered together, actually forming a human shape, like a thumb-sized immortal pill in human form—warm, moist, and translucent.
The third small jade bottle was undoubtedly even more extraordinary, yet no special power could be sensed. No matter how one observed, it remained peaceful and serene, without immortal radiance radiating in all directions.
Returning to simplicity!
These four characters surfaced in Ye Fan's mind. The Sacred Body, in its pursuit of the Great Perfection realm, would have its blood transform into this type—shedding all golden glow to become this vivid red.
No matter how powerful the first two types of blood were, no matter how astonishing their fluctuations, when Ye Fan grasped the third small jade bottle, he immediately calmed down.
The restless golden blood within his body, which had been surging like a great river, now became calm and still, making him feel as if he were in a quiet mountain valley.
All three small jade bottles were left behind by the Sacred Body ancestors. This was a legacy spanning across eras, representing a power capable of breaking the shackles of heaven and earth!
Each small jade bottle was priceless. If news of them leaked, it would surely cause people to fight to the death over them, triggering an enormous uproar.
Guide Envoy Zhao Gongyi sighed, "These three bottles contain a great power that can allow the Sacred Body to break through, opening the heavenly restraints and creating another era of glory!"
These were definitely the essence of blood, the quintessence of immortal divine nature, the most precious things within a Sacred Body's blood. It was unimaginable that they had been refined out.
Without a doubt, the most precious and rarest was the third small jade bottle. That was the ultimate blood of the Sacred Body, rumored to have supreme divine effects such as indestructibility and the power to create heaven and earth.
The blood inside took human form, with clear features and distinct strands of hair. Upon careful examination, it possessed a kind of supreme dignity—commanding respect without anger.
This was clearly the Sacred Body himself. He had refined out such a small jar of divine blood essence, consuming who knows how much of his origin—absolutely astonishing.
As for the golden blood and the two-colored immortal radiance of the fused blood, they were the guides, step by step, gradually approaching the final immortal sacred blood.
These were left for descendants. Initially, one certainly could not consume the human-shaped bright red blood. One had to start with the golden blood, and after reaching a certain level of strength, consume the two-colored divine blood—a gradual process.
"These were all refined from the Sacred Body ancestor's own body. Not only are they his origin essence, but they also contain fragments of his Great Dao, embodying his methods—mysterious and profound, a legacy across generations," the Guide Envoy said.
The human-shaped blood in the third small jade bottle had clear features. Yang Yunteng received it in his hands, knelt on the ground, his voice trembling as he murmured continuously.
Seeing his grandfather like this, the little boy also kept wiping away tears. He knew this was the image of his ancestor—a tall, heroic man. Though he had fallen, his blood still conveyed a kind of divine charm.
"Back when the Big Dipper was pacified, the ancestor spared no expense, damaging his own origin, refining these three jars of sacred blood essence from his body to leave for descendants. He then set foot on the Stellar Ancient Path, never to return," Yang Yunteng said, tears streaming down his aged face.
That Sacred Body had settled his affairs, left behind the blood essence, arranged the final matters, and then set off. Many years later, his descendants found the Human Clan's Fiftieth Pass.
Over the years, whether it was the earlier generations of Sacred Body descendants or the occasional geniuses that appeared throughout the long ages, none had opened the stone box. They strictly followed the ancestral teachings—not to waste this blood unless there was turmoil among the human race, even as their clan grew increasingly weak.
Ye Fan sighed. What more could he say?
Yang Yunteng knelt there, unwilling to rise for a long time. The little boy sobbed, also kneeling beside his grandfather.
After who knows how long, calm returned to the treasure vault. Old Man Yang Yunteng took one last look at the human-shaped blood, kowtowed devoutly, then placed it back in the stone box and handed it to Ye Fan.
"It will be more useful to you." That was all he said.
Ye Fan shook his head. "I have already broken the curse and found my own path. I have no use for it. Leave it for Yang Xi."
The golden blood flowing within his body had broken through the barriers, allowing him to advance steadily. The blood had taken the form of the Sacred Body ancestor. Yang Xi had atavistic traits—aside from his youth, he clearly resembled him.
Same clan, same blood. The ancestor's Dao fragments would be most useful to the little boy. Standing on the shoulders of a giant, he could one day stand at an unimaginable height.
"This child is still young. By the time he grows up, it will be too late. It's best for you to consume it," Old Man Yang Yunteng insisted.
Ye Fan firmly shook his head again. "For me, it is not necessary. I have found my own path. Once conditions are met, I can advance by leaps and bounds. Yang Xi will most likely grow to look exactly like this blood-colored human figure. Not letting him consume it would be a waste and a regret."
Ye Fan refused. This was the key to unlocking the Sacred Body's shackles, but he had already found his own path and could advance rapidly. There was no need to squander such hard-earned crystallized essence.
Guide Envoy Zhao Gongyi nodded. "This is a Sacred Body key. For him, its significance is no longer that great. It should be left for someone who needs it more."
"But he is still young. It might be too late," Yang Yunteng said, glancing at his grandson.
"Not necessarily. Everyone says the Immortal Path will open, but until now, there has been no movement—only the saints descending upon the Big Dipper," Ye Fan said.
Over the years, through inquiries with various Guide Envoys and other trial takers, he had been keeping track of the Immortal Path's movements!
"In ancient times, it was said the Immortal Path would appear, but the Ancient Emperors rushed there one after another, only to miss it. The path never emerged," Ye Fan said, recalling past events and forming his own judgment. "Who knows if this era will also miss it? Perhaps it may never appear."
The Ancient Great Emperors—the most powerful beings in the world—why did they all go to the Big Dipper? Because they had all deduced some situation, only to waste their years in the end.
The Guide Envoy said, "That day's arrival might truly come when Yang Xi's generation grows up. Who can say what the future holds? But if there are two generations of Sacred Bodies, what cannot be suppressed?"
In the end, Ye Fan did not accept the stone box. He returned it to Yang Yunteng, telling him to keep it safe. Moreover, Ye Fan helped the old man dissolve his Sea of Suffering, allowing him to embark on the path of cultivation as well.
"I'm already this old. I've long missed the good times..." Yang Yunteng smiled bitterly.
"Grandfather and grandson cultivating together—that's not a bad story. Go as far as you can," Guide Envoy Zhao Gongyi said with a laugh.
"I want to go see the ancient star where the ancestor of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline clan passed away," Ye Fan said, gazing at a life-bearing planet not far away in the starry sky.
"I want to go too," the little boy said, clenching his fists, looking up at Ye Fan with pleading eyes.
"Nonsense! What kind of place is that? How can you go?" Yang Yunteng put on a stern face, afraid the little one would hold Ye Fan back.
Ye Fan smiled and shook his head at Yang Yunteng. "It's fine." He looked at the little boy. "Come on, let's go explore together and see if this clan can stop us."
Starlight flickered in the universe, traversing billions of miles in an instant. A Domain Gate appeared on an ancient star below, and from it emerged two figures—one large, one small.
This was a large star rich in spiritual energy. Ancient trees grew in dense forests, lush and green. Various mountains were extremely grand, with countless white waterfalls cascading down, hundreds to thousands of feet high.
The life aura was very strong. There were many tree species, and various rare birds and strange beasts appeared. This was a rare paradise of life.
However, upon arriving here, Ye Fan's expression immediately changed. Although the spiritual energy was abundant, the Great Dao of heaven and earth was so bizarre—naturally conflicting with him, as if it wanted to suppress him.
Yang Xi had just dissolved his Sea of Suffering and barely begun the path of cultivation. His heart felt oppressed, his whole body uncomfortable. Breathing was difficult in this environment, and he was filled with confusion.
"Just as the outside legends say—suppressing all other bloodlines. On this entire ancient star, only the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline flourishes. Truly domineering," Ye Fan muttered to himself.
The ancestor of this clan had stood at the pinnacle of the human path and fallen on this ancient star, causing tremendous changes in heaven and earth.
Ye Fan led the little boy, covering hundreds of miles with each step, traveling through mountains and rivers. They saw many ancient beasts and fierce birds—all desolate ancient species—but none were very powerful, suppressed by the Dao laws of this place.
Mountains and rivers receded behind them. Ye Fan arrived at the place with the richest spiritual energy on the entire ancient star. It was almost liquefied here. Before even approaching, they could feel waves of spiritual energy tides.
Apes howled and tigers roared. Ahead, in the primeval land, stood a giant mountain, lush green all over, covered in vegetation, towering between heaven and earth.
Its shape was very strange—like a grave mound.
In fact, this was the resting place of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline's ancestor. It was a massive ancient tomb, ten thousand feet high, piercing into the clouds.
On top of the grave mound, grass and trees grew thickly. This was the source of spiritual energy, almost liquefied, with various plants growing wildly.
When failing to become a Great Emperor and dying, ancient people manifested differently. The most tragic Ye Fan had seen was a Quasi-Emperor whose body was wrapped in a star river, whose death caused his mother star to die, and whose own head had exploded.
The peak human Dao powerhouse with Heaven-Dominating Blood flowing within him was called the Crownless Emperor. When he failed to become a Great Emperor and underwent Dao Dissolution, he caused an originally spiritually deficient ancient star to become so lush—somewhat bizarre and terrifying.
The little boy stared at the giant ancient tomb, clenched his small fists, his eyes immediately reddening. With a sobbing voice, he shouted, "I want to fight you!"
Ye Fan patted his head, said nothing, and led him step by step forward, staring at the giant ancient tomb.
In this place, he felt a kind of domineering force, a kind of suppression—a terrifying law that suppressed all Dao different from itself.
This person had intercepted and killed a human Sacred Body, living ten more years, enough to demonstrate his extreme power. This physique, called the Crownless Emperor, claimed to be invincible throughout the universe. There was certainly reason to it—truly supremely powerful!