# Chapter 1388: A Special Tribulation
Ye Fan was shaken. To face the Demon Emperor up close like this, something he had never imagined before—to be in the same heavenly palace as the Demon Emperor was truly unbelievable!
The man in the great hall had thick black hair scattered across his chest and back, white robes fluttering, spotless and immaculate. His expression was peaceful and serene, his eyes deep as the starry sky.
Ye Fan's body felt like it was splitting apart. Facing the aura of an ancient Great Emperor, his golden blood thundered and surged violently, about to burn, his bones nearly exploding.
The two broken immortal rulers in his Wheel Sea emitted azure radiance, transforming into blazing light clusters like twin suns as they flew out, filled with hope and anxiety, incredibly urgent.
Ye Fan's body trembled, involuntarily stepping back. The blood energy of the man before him was too vigorous, carrying a powerful life fluctuation that made it difficult for him to approach at all, as if facing a blazing furnace of the Immortal Domain.
Xue Yueqing was transcendent and otherworldly, about to ascend to immortality. There was a spiritual agility about him that did not belong to this mortal realm, like a banished immortal descending from the heavenly realm.
The two broken immortal rulers were resplendent and crystalline, azure gold flashing with rain-like light of soaring immortals. Like lost children meeting their closest kin, they revolved around him.
These belonged to the Demon Emperor's weapon rulers. Though shattered, their inner divine spirits had died on the immortal path, yet they still possessed an instinctive affection for the Demon Emperor.
Past events, how many heavenly prodigies lay buried in the dust...
The white-robed man extended a hand, gently caressing these two broken weapons. Within his transcendent bearing was contained a domineering aura. In the depths of his profound eyes was a sharpness that dominated the universe and overlooked all living things.
This was the Demon Emperor's momentum, his majesty that struck the nine heavens above and suppressed the underworld below. Though appearing peaceful and composed, it could not be desecrated—anyone must hold it in awe.
He did not put away the immortal rulers but let them, like mischievous children, flicker and dance before him as he stood there quietly.
Ye Fan's eyes ached painfully, blood tears flowing out, not for any other reason. It was because he had seen the fundamental cause of the Demon Emperor's life force being born.
"So that's it. The ancient Great Emperors all passed away one after another, unable to live until now..." Having understood the reason, he felt some relief but also a sense of loss—no matter how stunning a person, they could not achieve true immortality.
Those were a few drops of blood, coiled around the lightning-formed Demon Emperor, radiating an immortal divine might. Like a Great Emperor reborn, standing tall between heaven and earth, manifesting within the chaotic sea of lightning.
"True Emperor Blood!"
Ye Fan's eyes ached. Those few drops of blood transformed into a thin mist, emitting blood light like immortal needles that could pierce a person's eyes, impossible to look at directly.
It was they who released unparalleled Emperor Qi, as if the Demon Emperor had truly reappeared in the world, startling the various Great Sages outside who nearly knelt down.
Though he understood the reason for the Demon Emperor's life fluctuation, Ye Fan's questions only multiplied. Clearly this was heavenly tribulation—how could it summon these few drops of blood, and have them merge with the Demon Emperor's imprint? It was utterly baffling.
"The only special aspect is that this stretch of stars is very close to the Demon Emperor's tomb. Could it have drawn up his Emperor Blood?!"
Ye Fan muttered to himself. When he thought of this possibility, his scalp went numb. If drawing up a few drops of blood was one thing, but if it summoned the actual Emperor corpse... that was simply unimaginable!
Not to mention him—even if all the cultivators in the universe came, they probably wouldn't be enough to kill it. Everyone would end in tragedy.
An imprint combined with a corpse seemed equivalent to a true Great Emperor being resurrected, certainly not limited to the Saint King realm of this moment. It would trample the Great Dao of heaven and earth underfoot.
"Boom!"
In the distance, the ancient Great Emperor's tomb trembled violently. The vast Yellow Spring boiled, a strange aura spreading. Several Yin Gods growled lowly, while numerous Yin spirits and ghostly beings trembled in fear.
"The Sacred Body is undergoing tribulation—how is it causing the Demon Emperor's tomb to change? What is happening?!"
The various Great Sages were filled with doubt and suspicion, their souls trembling. That Emperor Qi affected them all, turning everyone's face pale, their hearts filled with fear.
Within the great hall, Ye Fan encountered enormous trouble. The Demon Emperor made his move, possessing heaven-covering divine might. With a flick of his finger, he punched a hole through the already-cracked cauldron.
Though the Demon Emperor was at the Saint King realm within the tribulation, with those few drops of Emperor Blood, he was absolutely more terrifying than a Great Sage. They were evenly distributed across his body, giving him the majesty of one who once dominated the universe.
This opponent was impossible to fight!
Ye Fan rushed toward the outside of the great hall. Otherwise, he might truly fail his tribulation and die here, killed by the Demon Emperor stained with Emperor Blood—how unjust that would be.
"Boom!"
However, how divine and mighty was the Demon Emperor? This was a white-robed man who surpassed gods. With one step, heaven and earth shifted as he blocked the great hall's entrance, cutting off the escape route.
Ye Fan's head ached. In a Saint King realm battle, he could contend, but those few drops of Emperor Blood were too terrifying—they could penetrate any defense, and he couldn't block them.
At this point, he had no other choice. He took out the Green Copper Cauldron, even if it attracted heavenly tribulation, it didn't matter anymore.
As soon as the Green Copper Cauldron appeared, as if sensing danger, it instantly dispersed the surrounding chaotic lightning, confronting the white-robed Demon Emperor before it.
It emitted brilliant green rays, thousands upon thousands of auspicious lights, dazzling and resplendent, but it did not attract heavenly tribulation. It remained ancient and majestic, floating and sinking as it confronted the Emperor Blood.
With a "chi" sound, crimson light shot into the sky. All the Emperor Blood merged together, like a brilliant ruby gem, emitting heaven-covering demonic might.
This was the Demon Emperor's essence blood, containing his Great Dao, possessing the life characteristics of a Great Emperor's body and fragments of inheritance within the bloodline. Once activated, it was unpredictable.
Without a doubt, the Emperor Blood had awakened. Now there was a powerful life fluctuation, as if seeking to be reborn through this, constructing a flawless Emperor corpse.
Ye Fan extended his divine sense, capturing some fragmented images. His heart was shaken—these were some experiences from the Demon Emperor's lifetime, contained within the blood.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a great sound shook the starry sky. The various Great Sages in the distance were all sent flying by a wave, their expressions changing.
Deep in the starry sky, demonic energy surged to the heavens. A burly figure, taller than an ordinary person by a head, emerged from the vast sea of lightning, stained with blood, his bronze-colored body flashing with precious radiance.
His hair was especially thick, his eyes as sharp as knives. Pang Bo had successfully crossed his tribulation, becoming a powerful Saint King.
People were astonished. Even though they had been attracted by Ye Fan's tribulation earlier, they hadn't forgotten that another person was undergoing tribulation punishment, because it was equally terrifying, with this person submerged in a sea of lightning.
However, in the end, it wasn't as attention-grabbing as the nine emperors, so the various heroes hadn't maintained constant focus. But no one would underestimate him—even Di Tian, the Great Demon God, and the Human King had always regarded this person as an extremely terrifying potential competitor.
"Finally succeeded in crossing the tribulation. From now on, this Pang fellow can also dominate a region," Pang Bo muttered to himself. He was two or three heads taller than ordinary people, his bronze body covered with muscles coiling like flood dragons, bulging high.
"All of you have fought against the ancient Great Emperors. How was it?" Pang Bo asked Di Tian, the Great Demon God, and the Human King—truly bringing up what should not be mentioned.
These people naturally had ugly expressions. Today, in the Sacred Body's tribulation, they had tasted unspeakable bitterness.
"Alas, all of you have fought evenly against the young Great Emperors. How regrettable—this Pang fellow also wants to try. Little Leaf, are there any more Great Emperors to fight? Let me in, I want to find someone to test myself against," Pang Bo said carelessly.
Upon hearing this, the various sages were all dumbfounded. This fellow's nerves were too thick! Fighting against a young Great Emperor could easily lead to death. Hadn't they seen the Great Demon God, the Human King, and Di Tian? They had nearly been finished off here.
"Pang Bo, come up here," Ye Fan transmitted.
Everyone was stunned. What was in the highest level of the tribulation that the Sacred Body was calling his old friend to come? Could there be some great opportunity?
Many were tempted, but not a single person dared to take a step. Who could withstand such tribulation punishment? If nine more Great Emperors appeared, Di Tian, the Human King, and the others would all become ashes.
"Coming!" Pang Bo soared into the air, entering the sea of lightning.
Ye Fan immediately activated Emperor Wu Shi's Heaven-Deceiving Array patterns, isolating him to prevent him from undergoing another tribulation, and guided him into the Demon Emperor's hall.
"Who is this?" Pang Bo was startled, looking at that figure, then fixing his gaze on the cluster of Emperor Blood confronting the Green Copper Block.
Normally, Emperor Blood could do nothing to the Green Copper, but now the Demon Emperor's blood had revived, different from its usual state. Fragments of the Great Dao flowed, causing even the Green Copper Block to emit immortal rays.
Ye Fan had already finished his battle with the Demon Emperor and rushed out of the gate, leaving the Green Copper Block to confront the Emperor Blood. His expression was solemn as he said to Pang Bo, "This is the Demon Emperor. There may be an immortal scripture within that Emperor Blood. Meditate on it here—you might gain a tremendous harvest."
Then he instructed Pang Bo to find a way to retrieve those two broken immortal rulers. They were originally weapons he had sought for Pang Bo and could not be lost here.
"The Demon Emperor—I've long admired you!" Pang Bo's eyes burst with divine light, containing an indescribable excitement and exhilaration. He chanted the Demon Emperor's Heart Sutra as he moved forward to communicate.
Ye Fan turned and left, carrying the even more damaged Primordial Qi Cauldron, which now had an immortal ruler-shaped hole in it.
"If this keeps up, my cauldron will shatter again..." He had encountered several people, all striking at his cauldron. Sooner or later, it would be destroyed.
When Ye Fan entered the next great hall, a strange sound rang out, shaking his blood and qi. He looked up sharply toward the front.
There sat an old monk, knocking on a wooden fish, possessing a terrifying rhythm that made one's heart resonate and beat along, ready to explode at any moment.
"Amitabha!"
Ye Fan was greatly shocked. Though this figure was as blurry as the other ancient Great Emperors, he could guess that this person was definitely the founder of Buddhism.
In the world, only one old monk had attained the Dao—he was Amitabha Buddha, the Great Emperor!
The old monk's appearance was solemn and compassionate. He knocked on the wooden fish, each sound entering the heart, making one's soul pulse and resonate along.
This was absolutely an incredibly terrifying thing. Just knocking on a wooden fish was enough to control a person's life and death. The old monk's power was shocking.
Ye Fan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of golden blood, then raised his fist and attacked. He had to break this rhythm, or else he would inevitably be controlled by this old monk.
"Boom!"
Amitabha Buddha rose to his full height, casting aside the wooden fish, and struck with a purple-gold Demon-Subduing Pestle. Gone was the Buddhist compassion—now his divine might covered the world, like the most terrifying Battle Saint!
"Are you still a monk..." Ye Fan grumbled, using his cauldron to resist, engaging in fierce battle with this mysterious Great Emperor who had carved a unique path on the road to immortality.
In the end, Ye Fan, with disheveled hair and covered in blood, charged out of this Great Thunderclap Monastery temple, cursing continuously, because the Primordial Qi Cauldron was nearly in pieces, with another hole on it shaped like a Demon-Subduing Pestle.
At this moment, Ye Fan keenly discovered a fact. The Great Emperors he had encountered in these ancient heavenly halls shared a crucial commonality, making his heart pound violently!
If he calculated based on this, he would surely meet Emperor Venerable, Immortal Emperor, and the Ruthless Great Emperor!
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