# Chapter 1371: Storms Rising
The Great Demon God had returned. Though not particularly tall, his figure somewhat thin, the majesty that overlooked heaven and earth and swallowed mountains and rivers made people involuntarily tremble.
His silhouette was blurry, clad in heavy armor, sitting alone in that spot. The cultivators around him all rose, not a single person daring to sit with him. That area was very quiet.
This was the awe-inspiring divine might he had slaughtered his way into existence—a supreme path built with blood and white bones! People still clearly remembered that battle ten years ago, when he alone destroyed an ancient life star. Not a single person escaped; all living beings in that life source land turned to dry bones.
The slaughter calamity reached the heavens, rivers of blood pierced his body—this was his path. Otherwise, he would not be called the Great Demon God, acting as he pleased, making everyone on the ancient path fear him.
"I truly wish the master would suppress him and turn him into a war slave. I still remember the scene when he raised his hand and killed my elder brother—blood and bone fragments flying everywhere." The Qilin Holy Envoy clenched his fists, eyes bloodshot, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"The master will fight him sooner or later. It won't be too far off. There must be a God-Sealing War on the ancient path to contend for the number one supreme position." The Vermilion Bird Holy Envoy nodded.
The others also had cold expressions, clenching their fists secretly. If they hadn't deeply understood the Great Demon God's peerless terror, they might have charged over to fight.
Many of their old friends and acquaintances had been killed by the Great Demon God—perhaps one could call it eradication, like pulling weeds, destroying them with a raised hand.
The Great Demon God had walked his path, killing countless shocking experts. He probably didn't even know how many enemies lay dead at his feet, and he never cared.
The Azure Poem Fairy, who had remained silent, glanced at them calmly and warned in secret, "Speak less. When one's strength reaches a certain level, even if you transmit thoughts with divine intent, someone might intercept them."
Sure enough, the Great Demon God, seated on the other side, coldly glanced this way. Though his figure was blurry, his eyes were so intimidating.
Within that not-so-tall body was contained power that made the stars of the heavens tremble. Just one glance made the Qilin Holy Envoy and the others feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
Their bones chilled, their hair stood on end, and their bodies felt as if they were covered in ice.
Everyone was startled and looked this way. Had the Great Demon God just appeared and was about to start a massacre? That... would indeed fit his nature.
The Azure Poem Fairy slightly bowed, dissolving this supreme killing intent, and smiled toward the Great Demon God's direction, saying, "Brother Guhuang, long time no see. I hope all is well?"
Her heavenly voice contained a kind of peaceful sacred power. Dao patterns bloomed like crystalline petals in the void, effectively reducing that domineering killing thought.
The Great Demon God coldly swept his gaze and nodded slightly. Though they were competitors, this was not an occasion for a bloody battle, so he did not strike.
The Qilin Holy Envoy, Vermilion Bird Holy Envoy, and the others remained silent, their faces ugly. Though indignant, they had to admit the gap was too great. Without the Azure Poem Fairy here, they would be in danger.
After a brief silence, the Star Cloud Tower returned to its lively atmosphere. The area around the Great Demon God was empty, while people at other tables began talking again.
People kept their distance from him but were not completely frightened away. The Star Cloud Tower might have Dao Protectors appearing, so people weren't too worried.
Now that the Yellow Springs spanned the heavens, the Emperor Corpse might collapse the void and fall from that secret realm, tugging at everyone's heart.
In the end, the return of the young supremes from deep within the ancient path was all because the Emperor Tomb was about to appear—everything was related to this.
These people were so powerful that they had even investigated some of the Dao Protectors' decisions. They discussed here that the giants would take action in the coming days.
At that time, not only the Human Clan Dao Protectors but also peak Great Sage-level existences from the Sacred Spirit Lineage would act. To see the Emperor Corpse, the strongest might choose to temporarily join forces.
The Dao Protectors of the Human Clan Ancient Path had already deduced that this was not a place where one or two people could act rashly. No one had ever seen a complete Emperor Corpse; who knew what would happen once it appeared in the world.
Ye Fan pondered silently. With many strong experts acting, the power he could borrow would increase considerably. Then he should be able to rescue Pang Bo.
His only worry was that someone had anticipated his arrival and set a trap for him. After all, many now knew that Pang Bo had a close relationship with him, and he had once challenged the Overlord for his sake, dragging things out here for many days.
The sound of a zither rang out. Starlight scattered upstairs, and auspicious clouds swirled outside the windows, as if one were in the ninth heaven. A group of graceful maidens appeared, their bodies crystalline and soft, wearing rainbow-colored garments that flowed with five-colored radiance as they danced gracefully.
This was a specialty of the Star Cloud Tower. They often invited female cultivators, some even famous on the ancient path, to sing and dance, making this place feel like an immortal realm.
Streams of starlight, ethereal jade towers, misty rainbow clouds rising—a group of cloud-clad maidens danced lightly, like Lingbo fairies crossing over, transcendent and free from worldly cares.
"The Sacred Body of the Burial Emperor Star has come. I wonder if the Great Demon God will go to fight him?" Amid the zither's ding-dong sound, a woman's magnetic voice mixed into the song.
People turned to look. The Great Demon God sat as steady as Mount Tai, as if he hadn't heard, drinking alone in silence, making no response.
"I once heard that Di Tian wanted to take the Sacred Body as his subordinate. Unexpectedly, the people he sent were all killed cleanly. Will there be another collision now? Has Di Tian come?"
Amid the zither's ding-dong sound, the woman's pleasant voice reached everyone's ears, surprising many who didn't know such a thing had happened.
"Such a thing? Will Di Tian come?" The eyes of the heroes burned with fervent light, anticipating a great collision.
"Wanting to subdue the Sacred Body and take him for his own use—Di Tian really dares to think big. Is he planning a grand move?" someone murmured.
"Once Ye Fan advances to the Saint King realm, who is strong and who is weak will be hard to predict." The battle not long ago had shown everyone his boundless potential.
On this side, the Qilin Holy Envoy sneered coldly. He really hoped Ye Fan would come and be suppressed by Di Tian, letting everyone see it come true.
"Has Di Tian come or not?" someone asked.
But on this side, not a single one of the Vermilion Bird Holy Envoys spoke. They all remained coldly silent, saying nothing.
"Eh, the zither has stopped. Where did that woman go?" Everyone realized. That woman, dressed in clouds and mists, had been sitting in the starlight playing the zither. With a moment of inattention, she had left without anyone knowing.
Soon, someone realized something and said, "Could it be that the Goddess of the Stellar Ancient Path has also come? I heard she is proficient in everything—zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Could that woman have been sent by her?"
Everyone's hearts stirred. There would surely be chaos at Star Ruins. Whether old-generation supreme experts or young-generation prodigies, they were all appearing here one after another. The situation was very complicated.
There might be various duels and vendettas.
"Azure Poem Fairy, has Di Tian returned or not?" someone directly asked the Banished Immortal Fairy, wanting to clarify.
"He should come, I think." The Azure Poem Fairy replied.
The Star Cloud Tower immediately erupted in commotion. The Great Demon God, Azure Poem Fairy, Di Tian, the Sacred Body of the Burial Emperor Star, the Goddess—some had already come, while others were destined to appear. If collisions occurred, it would be a dragon-tiger struggle.
"If the Sacred Body of the Burial Emperor Star advances to the Saint King realm, will Di Tian still have an advantage?" In the shadows, someone sharply spoke these words, clearly trying to stir up conflict. The murkier the water, the better.
The Qilin Holy Envoy, Vermilion Bird Holy Envoy, and the others said nothing, but the arrogant look on their faces said it all. They firmly believed Di Tian was invincible, wielding the Source of the Dao, recognized by the heavens above.
"Di Tian? What is that thing? Is he coming back?" Suddenly, footsteps sounded at the stairway, and two people came up, their tone quite disrespectful.
One was a red-haired big man, burly and rough-looking, with eyes like copper bells as he came upstairs. Behind him was a thin old man, not very tall, with snow-white hair, a ruddy face, and a spirited demeanor.
The former was the Dragon Horse. But who was the old man behind him? Ye Fan was puzzled.
The Qilin Holy Envoy's eyes flashed with cold light. This person dared to be so rude, insulting Di Tian—something that hadn't happened in many years. Even if they didn't accept the Sacred Body, they only spoke privately. But this person dared to spout nonsense in public.
"Who are you?!" The killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.
The Azure Poem Fairy stopped him immediately and whispered, "The person behind him is the Hundred Calamities Daoist. Don't provoke him."
Many recognized the old man. He was a famous strongman on the ancient path, known as the Hundred Calamities Daoist. He had attained the Dao as a divine donkey and had long reached the Great Sage realm. He was the most troublesome rogue cultivator.
Ye Fan's heart jumped. Could this be the infamous donkey spirit that Zhao Gongyi, the Guide Envoy of the Human Clan's fiftieth city, had mentioned? How had he ended up with the Dragon Horse? Had they actually recognized each other as relatives?
"Oh? Who wants to bully my big nephew? Can't he even say a word?" The white-haired old man spoke.
The Qilin Holy Envoy, Vermilion Bird Holy Envoy, and the others immediately lost their nerve and said nothing. To be honest, they were not just a little afraid of this divine donkey. He was a notorious old scoundrel who never thought it was wrong for the strong to bully the weak and could do anything.
What was surprising was that the red-haired big man had a dark face, seemingly ungrateful and unwilling to walk with the Hundred Calamities Daoist.
"Big nephew, don't run around. I'm going to discuss things with the Human Clan Dao Protectors and the Sacred Spirits. Wait for me here. When the Emperor Tomb opens, I'll give you a great opportunity."
The Hundred Calamities Daoist's figure flickered and disappeared before a secret room in the Star Cloud Tower.
The crowd was in an uproar. The Dao Protectors and Great Sage-level existences were indeed here, discussing the great matter of opening the Emperor Tomb.
Ye Fan transmitted a message to the Dragon Horse to understand the situation. The Dragon Horse was furious. As soon as it entered the city, it had been targeted by the Hundred Calamities Daoist, who forced it to acknowledge its ancestry.
"Damn it! He forced me to acknowledge a donkey as my ancestor. We're not even the same race, but he said my blood is very pure. Damn it, is donkey blood flowing in my veins? I think he's doing it on purpose! Now, I want to escape but can't."
Ye Fan almost burst out laughing. He comforted it, saying that after all, it was a Great Sage. Acknowledging this protective relative would let it walk sideways on the ancient path in the future.
The Dragon Horse: "#！#*……"
"Your mission is arduous. Since you've connected with the Hundred Calamities Daoist, be my inside man. See what the Great Sages plan to do."
"I've become a spy, having to face a donkey uncle every day?!" The Dragon Horse was extremely unwilling.
"The situation is very complicated. The Underworld people have come, the Sacred Spirits have appeared, and they will act together with the Human Clan Dao Protectors. The Great Demon God, Di Tian, the Goddess, the Azure Poem Fairy, and others have also arrived one after another. Someone might target me over rescuing Pang Bo. I need to change my plan."
Ye Fan secretly transmitted to it, instructing it to inform him immediately if there was news. Then he rose and left.
A moment later, outside Star Ruins City, he activated the Divine Light Platform, tore through the universe, and appeared on the ancient continent where Pang Bo was trapped.
"Pang Bo, when can you cross the Saint King Heavenly Tribulation?"
"Ye Zi, what's happening? Is there a change? Are you thinking we should cross the tribulation together to break this place?" Pang Bo asked.
"Someone might target us. Be prepared." Ye Fan transmitted, telling him that the Great Sage-level existences were about to act, and the Emperor Corpse might soon appear.