# Chapter 1339: Battling the Ancestor
The creature covered in red fur raised its hand, and all the patterns on the ground came to life, as if imbued with vitality. Swords hummed sharply, and thousands upon thousands of sword qi sliced through the thick leaden clouds high above, piercing into the cosmos.
Without question, this place had become a killing field. Ye Fan naturally faced immense danger, standing here as the target of the assault.
Ye Fan did not flee. Calm and composed, he understood source arts, and more importantly, he was a powerful cultivator. Combining the two, his combat power would multiply here.
A golden taiji circle appeared, enveloping him within. Strands of innate dao patterns spread outward around him, moving like golden lightning bolts.
Using source arts to counter, dao principles to defend, and supreme divine forms to attack, Ye Fan himself transformed into the dragon-shaped curve of the golden taiji—this was the manifestation of the essence of his self-created Wheel Sea scripture.
Source arts clashed, with various patterns on the ground intertwining and fiercely opposing each other. Meanwhile, he drove the golden taiji forward, crushing everything in its path as he charged straight at this mysterious man.
"Who exactly are you?!" Ye Fan demanded. This person might be a Source Heavenly Master, or perhaps an existence from the stars—undoubtedly a master of source arts from a past generation.
At the center of the ancient city, the ground was covered with Source Heaven patterns, densely packed, flickering with eerie light. Traces of blood flowed along these patterns, a sight both shocking and chilling!
"End of reincarnation... Soul Summoner," he replied coldly and faintly, his blood-red eyes like two demonic lamps, emitting a crimson light that made one's heart tremble.
"Don't talk to me about the Underworld, and don't mention reincarnation. I'm asking you who you were in your past life, whether you came from the Burial Emperor Star, and how you ended up here?" Ye Fan shouted.
The Source Heavenly Master lineage had countless connections with the Underworld. Without even thinking, one knew—who else could escort the ghost soldiers across the border? It was eerie and mysterious.
"Past life... forgotten.
End of reincarnation, all becomes empty, all will fade... I have come to guide you to your place." The tall figure covered in red fur was like a vengeful spirit emerging once in ten thousand years—ferocious and terrifying, every inch of skin, including the face, covered in red hair over half a foot long.
With this brief exchange, the two violently clashed thousands of times. This was a confrontation of source arts. This person's techniques were unparalleled in the world; his mastery of this ancient art surpassed even Ye Fan's!
This was a Source Heavenly Master who had long forged his own path, transcending the source arts recorded in ancient texts, advancing even further beyond the hundred-foot pole.
"Boom!"
Between his palms and fingers, six layers of immortal light shot forth, borrowing the power of heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and stars to suppress Ye Fan with the force of all creation. This was the Immortal-Sealing Six Seals.
Ye Fan's heart trembled. He dodged quickly, and before his forehead, a golden divine lightning flashed. Thousands upon thousands of heaven-piercing sword qi flew from between his brows, slashing at the six layers of immortal light, trying to shatter them.
Clang, clang...
Deafening sounds rang out. Heaven, earth, and all things seemed to press down together, forming a vast, unfathomable force that jointly suppressed Ye Fan.
Meteorites trembled. At the same time, sun, moon, stars, and the Milky Way appeared together. Tens of thousands of silver waterfalls cascaded from the sky, a vast expanse of white. This was the stellar sacred power summoned by the Immortal-Sealing Six Seals!
This was an unstoppable, ferocious assault that drowned Ye Fan, attempting to seal him within. It was a peerless divine technique!
The Immortal-Sealing Six Seals was recorded in the Source Heaven Scroll, an ancient art that existed only in theory, never successfully created. Ye Fan could currently execute up to the fifth seal.
Even a Source Heavenly Master could not fully execute it; one needed to reach an even higher level.
Yet this person had executed all six, and they had undergone extreme transformation. Ye Fan suspected it might already be the seventh seal, surpassing the theoretical six-seal ancient art.
Just from its name, one could see the power of this dao technique. At its peak, it could suppress gods and seal immortals. Though somewhat exaggerated, it fully demonstrated its terror.
One after another, starry rivers descended, vast and mighty, transforming into six layers of small worlds, sealing down layer by layer!
"Boom!"
Before Ye Fan's brow, golden lightning shot out in all directions. Heaven-piercing sword qi blazed brilliantly. This was an imitation of the Yuan Emperor Dao Sword, continuously slashing, shattering even heaven and earth.
This was originally a forbidden divine technique. Ye Fan had observed it during his battle with Yuangu back then, repeatedly evolving it from his insights. Unfortunately, it was incomplete, never reaching perfection.
Zheng, zheng...
Heaven-piercing sword qi soared into the sky. Even if one layer of the small world was broken, the next remained. Layer upon layer, six in total, and even a seventh had manifested its shadow, yet he could never break through.
Ye Fan had to marvel. The path of source arts had no end. By borrowing the momentum of heaven, earth, stars, and rivers, one could evolve their dao techniques to this level—truly stunning. This was a dao tradition that could look down upon the ages.
Starlight, billions of strands, silver-white, penetrating everywhere, poured down, constructing six layers of small worlds to seal Ye Fan.
There, a white cocoon formed, wrapping him inside, emitting wisps of sacred aura. The six layers of small worlds overlapped, turning into a prison.
Ye Fan fought calmly. Just as he was about to be sealed, he unleashed various secret techniques almost simultaneously. Behind him appeared the Golden Divine Treasury, his hands wielded the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, and from his eyes shot Primordial Magnetic Immortal Light!
Several of the most powerful ancient arts appeared simultaneously. Even the mighty Immortal-Sealing Six Seals could not stop him. Ye Fan tore open the silver cocoon and quickly charged toward the red-furred creature.
He wanted to strike him down in one blow, capture him quickly, and force him to reveal various secrets.
However, the red-furred monster was truly powerful. Divine techniques flowed endlessly from his palms and fingers. He could summon wind and rain, pluck stars, and seize the moon. He tore through space, sending Ye Fan flying into a stretch of starry sky.
A true Heaven-Shifting Earth-Transforming Great Art!
In that instant, he connected this place to the outer realm, linking this meteorite to another brilliant starry sky, trying to send Ye Fan in and create enough distance.
Many sages could not achieve this step. But when Source Heaven Divine Arts reached their ultimate sublimation and transformed into a higher realm, it became possible. The momentum of mountains, rivers, sun, and moon were all under control, borrowing the myriad things of heaven and earth for one's own use.
Swish!
Dao patterns appeared beneath Ye Fan's feet. One footprint after another materialized in the void, imprinting into a dao diagram. This was the manifestation of the Stride Art pushed to its peak. He was not swallowed by the starry sky but crossed the heavenly moat, charging toward the terrifying red-furred creature.
Ye Fan approached at extreme speed. Opening his mouth, he let out a clear cry. Strands of sound waves transformed into dao principles, pressing forward to kill. If struck, even a Saint King might not withstand it.
Yet the red-furred creature's strength was absolute. Various patterns interwove beneath his feet. In an instant, stars shifted and mountains and rivers lost their color. Though he stood right there, it was as if millions of li had suddenly opened between them.
The square at the center of the ancient city was covered with Source Heaven patterns—an ultimate formation. Even with Ye Fan's peerless offensive power, he could not break through; the distance was maintained.
The only fortunate thing was that he understood source arts and did not get lost here. With each step, illusion and reality shifted as he charged inward, constantly closing in.
Of course, Ye Fan could not be as swift as the red-furred creature. This place had seized the wonders of heaven and earth, arranged over many years by a supreme source art master. Sometimes, he had to stop and contemplate methods to break through.
At times, he even encountered deadly calamities. The ancient source art formations revived; this place could slay unmatched experts!
This was a fierce battle Ye Fan had encountered on the Stellar Ancient Path. Unable to overcome for a long time, it was extremely difficult. Anyone who did not understand source arts would have already fallen.
Ye Fan believed that even several Saint Kings joining forces could not break through this ancient formation. This was definitely the crystallization of source art mastery. After experiencing several disasters, he grew increasingly cautious.
Suddenly, the red-furred creature murmured, his blood-red eyes flickering, eerie and sinister. The laws and dao patterns of heaven and earth grew denser, especially as a vast fluctuation came from beyond the realm.
Ye Fan looked up, his heart skipping a beat. This was too powerful—a group of meteorites, vast and boundless, flying together like celestial immortals ascending!
What immense power this was! It could absolutely destroy the star fragment they were on. Both the ancient city and the netherworld would be smashed to ashes.
Ye Fan believed in his own strength; he could shatter meteorites one by one. But this group of meteorites was definitely different. They were arranged into strange patterns.
"That's... a manifestation after source art enhancement. Though infinitely far away, the dao patterns have already been engraved on them!" His heart sank.
The brilliant meteorites flew in, arranged into one dao diagram after another, like a misty rain scattering, petals falling in profusion—a kind of poignant beauty.
Ye Fan let out a dao roar. Around him, strands of patterns spread out, dazzling and brilliant, rising to meet the sky. Various dao techniques emerged simultaneously.
The Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, the Golden Divine Treasury, the Primordial Magnetic Immortal Light—all appeared together. He also unfolded his divine phenomena, integrating offense and defense, bloodily battling this red-furred creature.
Various dao sounds rang out, unceasing. Brilliant light completely swept through this place. The yin fog was refined away. The ghost soldiers and the two sage-level generals turned to ash, ceasing to exist.
Ye Fan's entire body radiated light, like a blazing sun falling into a snowy field, melting the kingdom of ice. The netherworld was almost evaporated. All ghostly qi collapsed. The city instantly disintegrated.
In all these years, Ye Fan had rarely been pushed to such a state. Today was a desperate battle. One meteorite after another exploded in the sky, but the Source Heaven patterns did not disperse, crashing down.
In the starry sky, a misty rain bloomed. Each burst of brilliance meant the explosion of a star fragment, beautiful enough to make one's heart tremble.
"Another year when the divine flowers first bloom. To revive her... have I picked them? No, I have failed." The red-furred monster's eyes grew dazed. The blood color gradually receded. Staring at the brilliant rain of light in the sky, he murmured to himself, "Who am I? I am... the Fourth Generation Source Heavenly Master, Wu Yi."
Hearing these words, Ye Fan's heart trembled. Even with mental preparation, he could not help but sigh. The one he had been bloodily battling was indeed an ancestor of the Source Heavenly Master lineage.
"Boom!"
He continuously broke through the techniques, rumbling loudly. Meteorites beyond the sky exploded one after another. The formation patterns on the square also constantly collapsed. He rushed forward swiftly.
Ye Fan's bloody battle with the Fourth Generation Ancestor finally came to an end.
Because Wu Yi was in a daze, no longer controlling the Source Heaven patterns. The stalemate was broken. Various dao patterns shattered one after another, leaving only the meteors in the sky blooming like fireworks.
Ye Fan destroyed the ancient formation and stopped his attack. Golden blood dripped from his body. Having fought across the starry sky for many years, few could wound him.
In this bloody battle with the ancestor, his body was injured. Wu Yi could definitely kill a Saint King. Borrowing the momentum of heaven, earth, stars, and rivers, he had laid down heaven-shaking, earth-shattering Source Heaven patterns. His strength was terrifying.
Wu Yi seemed to have exhausted all his essence, energy, and spirit, swaying as if about to fall. The blood light in his eyes completely receded, gradually returning to clarity. He stared blankly at Ye Fan and said, "The Source Heavenly Master lineage has a worthy successor."
"Ancestor, what happened?!" Ye Fan asked.
"The misfortune was already fated. Everything stems from the calamity of longevity. The mythological era never ended. We were forced to open the path of decay, using source arts to seek the wonders of heaven and earth, burying our next life's body, using ourselves as experimental subjects, observing the Reincarnation Seal, and building the path to immortality."