# Chapter 1356: Human Emperor
The divine thought moved with extreme speed, crashing through in one strike. Large amounts of purple blood splattered as the Overlord's body was severed in two, showing just how terrifying the force was. The Heaven-Dominating Bloodline's physique was incredibly tough, yet it still couldn't withstand the Demon Lord's blow!
All the heroes were stunned, dumbfounded by this result. The Overlord was unmatched in bravery, but after facing the divine thought, his supposedly indestructible body had been split apart.
Purple blood dripped, sparkling with divine radiance. The divine thought leaped, reversing the starry river and shifting heaven and earth, arriving at an endless distance. He was wary, turning back to look into the distance. That ghost lamp had returned to Ye Fan's side, burning with supreme yang flames.
"Ah..." The Overlord roared. The "Presence" secret technique activated, reforming his body. His expression was extremely ugly. He had nearly been destroyed by the divine thought he himself had summoned.
He was naturally unwilling. From start to finish, it wasn't a matter of insufficient strength, yet he had been repeatedly wounded. The frustration in his heart had reached its limit, and he wished he could shatter the entire universe and starry sky.
"Sacred Body, do you dare fight me? I'll bind one hand and kill you!" The Overlord roared loudly, his black hair flying wildly, his pupils cold and deep. He needed a bloody battle, to bathe in the Sacred Body's golden blood and wash away his shame.
This stretch of starry sky was in the yang fish region, naturally filled with pure yang qi pressing in, supremely strong and dazzling. Ye Fan stood above the starry river, bathed in divine radiance, and spoke calmly: "Isn't this enough? This battle has already explained everything."
The young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline was covered in blood, his hair standing on end, his eyes wide open, purple light piercing through the void. He was naturally unwilling to the extreme, but unfortunately he couldn't approach Ye Fan, separated by infinite formations.
"Taiyin Emperor, awaken!" He offered up an ancient altar, covered with lines of the Great Dao, one after another, radiating Taiyin force, carrying the aura of a peerless supreme.
Everyone was greatly shocked. Their bodies went cold, their hair standing on end, their bones trembling. It felt like steel needles were piercing into them, stinging and painful. This was the invasion of ultimate yin, capable of freezing one's soul and bones.
"It really is him... the divine thought of the Taiyin Ancient Emperor..." The two old men deep in the starry sky were horrified. They looked at each other, both shocked.
"Didn't his divine thought already emerge long ago? It should have been worn away in the passage of time. How could it still exist until now, and be so powerful?!" Neither of them could believe it.
Such a powerful divine thought should have been born in the recent era. Who would have thought it was actually the ancient Human Emperor from endless years ago.
One of them stared at the altar built from blood soul stone, his expression changing. "Perhaps it's related to this blood soul stone. It resembles an ancient pagoda, a Buddhist stupa, that reconverged that wisp of Taiyin divine thought!"
The other also changed color, thinking of a certain possibility, and said tremblingly: "Was it the result of those several supremes' experiments?!"
Whether in the mythological era or the present, there were always people pursuing immortality, hoping to become immortals. The Amitabha Great Emperor of the Middle Ancient Era, the Feather Transformation Great Emperor, and others had all made terrifying attempts. They were masters of this path.
For this purpose, they conducted numerous experiments. For the sake of immortality, for eternal existence in the world, these supremes paid unimaginable prices.
Let alone experiments on others, which were even more inconceivable. Legend had it that the Amitabha Great Emperor had created a blood stupa to study ancient gods and demons.
"This blood altar is the stupa built by the Amitabha Great Emperor, using secret methods to extend the Taiyin Emperor's divine thought, observing the Human Emperor's evil thoughts to comprehend the mysteries of immortality," an old man revealed a secret from those years.
The other nodded, his expression solemn. "That's right. The Amitabha Great Emperor was unfathomably deep. On this path, he reached a point that made people tremble with fear. What experiments he conducted are hard to know completely. But this blood stupa is absolutely real, not false."
At this moment, they could confirm that the bloodless figure, like an ancient corpse, was the shadow of the Taiyin Ancient Emperor, his divine thought.
Because they had seen that figure on ancient stone walls preserved from the primeval era—a figure that dominated the six directions and eight wastelands, the sole honored one of the universe.
Of course, that stone carving was far more majestic than the divine thought. It truly looked down upon heaven and earth, swallowing mountains and rivers, its gaze capable of shattering time and space, the sole honored one through the ages—something no mere evil thought could compare to.
That was a transcendent confidence, possessing an invincible posture across past and present. Though just a carved shadow, it expressed his true form perfectly, honored through past and present.
Unfortunately, even the greatest Human Emperor would eventually decay. According to common sense, the divine thought born from him should have been worn away in the passage of time, being too ancient.
The blood stupa flew out, making a wailing sound. It was built from rare blood soul stone, emitting wisps of soul force that covered the sky and earth, as if an ancient emperor was sleeping within, with immortal light threads falling that could crush the universe.
The divine thought transformed into a beam of light and charged over. Gray mist billowed, releasing astonishing momentum. A wisp of supreme aura spread, making people shudder.
His eyes grew even colder, staring at Ye Fan. He drove the blood stupa forward, no longer as wary of the human-faced ghost lamp.
The black cloak flew up, revealing a snow-white face, like an ancient corpse unearthed after being buried for many years, coldly watching everything in the human world.
Ye Fan felt tremendous pressure. The formations beneath his feet rumbled, about to collapse. Not only that, even his own body was about to shatter into pieces.
He couldn't allow this to continue. His ten fingers spread wide, each dripping blood that fell onto the golden formations beneath him, protecting himself.
The forbidden formation created by the fourth-generation Origin Heavenly Master Wu Yi, burning sacred blood, could multiply the ancient formation's power several times over. The golden formation patterns spread, becoming increasingly brilliant.
At the same time, Ye Fan's blood also flowed toward the human-faced ghost lamp, helping the flames burn even brighter. What burned there was the essence of ancient saints, even their oils. His golden blood nourishing it was equally effective.
However, once the blood stupa appeared, the Taiyin Emperor's divine thought truly seemed fearless. Though burned by the bronze lamp, exploding into clumps of yin mist, he still advanced unwaveringly.
The situation was extremely critical. Ye Fan's body cracked, large amounts of gray mist invading, causing his flesh to fall off, revealing white bones.
If this continued, he would become a blood-stained skeleton, his primordial spirit would dissolve, and he would surely die!
"The gap in strength is too great. Even if he holds an ancient artifact suspected to be left by the Numinous Treasure Heavenly Venerable, he can't suppress such a powerful divine thought."
"What exactly did the Amitabha Great Emperor do? It truly frightens later generations, allowing the Taiyin Human Emperor's divine thought to persist until now!"
The two old men deep in the starry sky whispered. They couldn't just watch. They made the worst preparations, about to act.
Ye Fan let out a Dao roar. He naturally wouldn't just wait for death. The cauldron above his head rose and fell, emitting a loud sound. All the marks left by the lightning tribulations it had experienced since its birth lit up, as if the heavenly tribulation was manifesting again.
Moreover, within the cauldron's mouth, rivers of divine light flowed out, cascading down like great waterfalls, extremely magnificent, shielding Ye Fan below.
What was this? All the heroes changed color.
People heard the roars of living beings, as if billions were praying devoutly, resounding through the universe and starry sky. This was a vast force of thought power.
Since Ye Fan established the Heavenly Court on Earth, his nominal disciple Zhang Qingyang had taken the cauldron to travel the world on his behalf, collecting the thought power of believers and merging it together, transforming it into the purest faith power.
At this moment, it fell like divine waterfalls, overflowing from the various patterns on the cauldron's inner walls, vast and unending, coexisting with all living beings.
Over the years, Ye Fan hadn't utilized it, because he felt it wasn't his own power, that it wouldn't benefit his future development, and would become a shackle.
Unexpectedly, it now came in handy. As he chanted scriptures, he mobilized this pure thought power. It was as if all living beings were chanting the Salvation Scripture with him. His divine power suddenly increased by who knows how many times.
At the same time, the sky was densely packed with figures, as if endless gods and demons were letting out Dao roars together, forcing the divine thought back.
"Chant it ten times, the heavens sing in response, ten thousand emperors set forth rites, rivers and seas fall silent, mountains and forests hide clouds..." Ye Fan chanted scriptures.
The heroes were shocked. The complete Salvation Scripture truly seized the wonders of heaven and earth. The heavens singing in response, ten thousand emperors setting forth rites—this seemed to match what they were seeing.
Behind Ye Fan, densely packed, were countless shadows of gods and demons. Moreover, the Dharma images of all living beings appeared together, following him in chanting, shaking the starry sky.
The gray mist was dispersed. Golden flesh regenerated on his bones. The formations beneath his feet stabilized. The floating human-faced ghost lamp blazed with intense light, its power surging.
Moreover, the people under the starry sky were surprised to find themselves drawn into a rhythm. Many couldn't help but chant scriptures, joining in the chanting.
As time passed, more and more people joined in, chanting scriptures together. It was as if some mysterious force in the entire heaven and earth was being drawn here.
This was an unimaginable sacred power. Among them were no lack of saints. With such a massive crowd chanting scriptures, what couldn't be converted?
The Primordial Qi Cauldron rumbled. Ten thousand divine waterfalls cascaded down. Ye Fan sat below, chanting the Heavenly Venerable's scriptures. Endless gods and demons, resonance of all living beings, the heroes were moved. The Salvation Scripture resounded through the star domain, capable of dissolving all yin spirits.
The Taiyin Emperor's divine thought had already stopped, leaving the blood altar. Wisps of black light overflowed from his body. The gray mist was completely evaporated.
He kept blurring, until he was about to disappear.
Then, a vast and supreme aura connected the past, present, and future, bursting forth in an instant!
At the moment the blurry figure was nearly destroyed, a majestic figure appeared, looking down upon the world, taking its place, flowing with the power of ten thousand ages.
Under the entire starry sky, all saints trembled, all kneeling down, including the path protectors on the ancient path—peerless great saints—all kowtowing.
This couldn't be controlled. It was a submission and worship originating from the soul.
The Human Emperor reappeared!
After ten thousand ages, the Taiyin Emperor's evil thoughts had been dissolved by Ye Fan using the ancient formation, the Heavenly Venerable's Dao artifact, the starry sky's saints, and the thought power of all living beings. Unexpectedly, the true spirit will suddenly awakened, manifesting in the human world.
He couldn't exist for long, but this invincible posture, even for just a moment, was enough to shock the past, present, and future.
This was just a shadow of him, not his true body, only part of his true spirit will, yet it was already so shocking. It was truly shocking to the extreme.
"Encountered unforeseen changes on the path to immortality, harboring regret, obsession not dispersing..." Though it was just a light sigh, it instantly spread throughout the entire starry sky, shaking everyone, making their souls resonate as they kowtowed in worship.