# Chapter 1472: Shameless
"What's going on today? All kinds of monsters and demons are crawling out." Pang Bo swept his gaze over this group of people and said unceremoniously.
The old man in the center was tall and imposing, with a fierce-looking bearded face and piercing eyes. He introduced himself as Wang Tianyu, while a group of people followed behind him, all looking like aggrieved parties.
"What I say has evidence. Back then, a batch of astonishing prodigies who set foot on the Ancient Human Path alongside the Sacred Body were secretly persecuted—their flesh devoured. The case remains unsolved to this day, but all evidence points to Ye Fan. If not for this, there might be several more brilliant stars today." Wang Tianyu's words rang out like a golden bell, booming and resonant.
"Aren't you just spitting blood? How can you frame Ye Fan for this?" the Dragon Horse said indignantly.
They all knew that back then, the culprit was Rui Wei, exposed by Ye Fan at the eighty-first checkpoint of the Human Path. In truth, that man was also pitiable—his body had been seized by a demonic entity, his primordial spirit and consciousness stripped away.
"I haven't said anything wrong. Tell me, back then, who else had the ability to act so silently and invisibly? And this technique of devouring human flesh and blood originates from the Big Dipper. Who else could it be but the Sacred Body?" Wang Tianyu's voice was harsh as he pressed the accusation loudly.
People behind the old man chimed in, joining the condemnation: "If you fought openly, others would respect you. But ambushing, assassinating in secret, devouring human flesh—you're more evil than a demon. The world cannot tolerate this."
Ye Fan watched them coldly. These people coming after him were not weak in strength, but they were no match for him. Clearly, someone was backing them.
Ji Ziyue snorted lightly: "You people twist black into white and fling mud everywhere. Does such low, despicable slander have any meaning? Who would believe it?"
The Dragon Horse said coldly, "I really want to crush every last one of you with a single hoof. You blind fools, daring to frame us—are you tired of living?"
Among them, some eyes flickered with a hint of fear, but Wang Tianyu's words remained resolute. He was a true expert, extremely powerful and unfathomable: "Threatening us is useless. Remember, this is still an unresolved case that hasn't been cracked. The Sacred Body's strength is known to all on the Ancient Path, and his techniques come from the Big Dipper, matching the killer perfectly. If not him, then who?"
"Pointless. Does this have any meaning? Speak—what do you want?" Ye Fan said calmly.
"We only want justice for the fallen prodigies. They cannot die without knowing why," the old man said.
The onlookers all stepped back, unwilling to get involved in the dispute.
Ye Fan's gaze was piercing: "You can even say such things. Throwing filth on me—you severely lack any bottom line."
"Since you dared to do it, don't be afraid of being exposed. We believe the enforcers on the Ancient Path will get to the bottom of this and comfort the dead," the old man Wang Tianyu sneered.
"The enforcers will investigate me based on your slander?" Ye Fan sneered.
Just then, someone in the distance beat a heavenly drum, deep and muffled, shaking the clouds. Two figures flew over, quickly entering this area of jade towers and pavilions.
"I think it's necessary to thoroughly investigate you and see what kind of person you really are!" A powerful figure clad in Great Luo Silver Essence battle armor approached, speaking loudly.
The other person was similarly dressed, Great Luo Silver Essence gleaming with silver-white light, their entire bodies shining and dazzling. Only the most powerful enforcers possessed such battle armor.
The arrival of two great enforcers and their words made the scene tense. People felt the gravity of the situation—this was getting serious. Did it represent the intentions of some old fossils on the Ancient Human Path?!
Ji Haoyue, Pang Bo, and the others hadn't taken it seriously at first, too lazy to argue. They thought even if someone came to stir up trouble, so what? But now their hearts jolted. The enforcers had appeared, representing an attitude from the Ancient Path. Were they really going to strike hard?
These enforcers embodied the will of some important figures on the Ancient Path, showing that things had become severe—something no one had anticipated.
"Why?" Ye Fan asked calmly, staring at the two.
"The Ancient Path values fairness. If you fight openly and honorably, we won't interfere. But ambushing competitors outside the trial grounds, inside a resting Holy City, for secret assassinations—that cannot be tolerated," one enforcer shouted, righteous and stern. His silver battle armor gleamed, making his presence intimidating.
"Without any evidence, you're so eager to convict me? Is this an investigation?" Ye Fan's face darkened. This was too ugly a display. Even if they wanted to deal with him, did they have to be so hasty and shameless?
"Ye Zi, we need to consider breaking out. This is no ordinary matter. They're targeting us deliberately. They won't care about right or wrong—a rotten excuse is enough," Pang Bo transmitted secretly.
Ahead, the old man with lead-gray eyes who had first stirred up trouble stood to the side, cold and merciless, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Wang Tianyu was the same, standing with his hands behind his back, radiating killing intent.
The two enforcers looked stern, staring at Ye Fan with cold gazes, as if convinced he was the killer from back then, pressing for details.
"Damn it! Is this the will of some big shots on the Ancient Human Path? Thirteen levels of bastardry—are they trying to force us into rebellion?" the Dragon Horse gritted his teeth secretly. Today's events were too bizarre.
Just then, one enforcer seriously brought up another matter: "Back at the tenth city on the Ancient Human Path, an entire star collapsed. Someone saw you stealing a cellar of divine liquid left by an ancient Heavenly Venerable. Is this true?"
That was the twenty-year battle of the Sacred Spirits, which occurred in seven places. The Ancient Path itself had been broken. The Sacred Spirit Supreme sealed by the ancient Heavenly Venerable had emerged as a ghostly deity.
In the Great Moon Slope battle, Ye Fan had contributed greatly, killing several stone men. He fought for twenty years and was cursed by a terrifying Sacred Spirit, remaining in danger for a long time.
That battle lasted twenty years, and Ye Fan rendered outstanding service. The rare Divine Light Platform in his hand was a reward for that.
Ye Fan had absolutely rendered merit in that battle, yet now the enforcers wanted to condemn him. It made the Dragon Horse and the others furious. They had indeed obtained some divine liquid, but it was earned through life-and-death combat, not theft.
"Have you lost your minds? You can't even find a proper excuse to get rid of us?" the Dragon Horse roared, shaking the earth.
"Let's leave. They've already lost all shame. Any rotten excuse is a reason to kill us. Since they dare to act like this, they must be emboldened. Let's get out of this city first!" Pang Bo said.
Ji Haoyue agreed. There was no reasoning to be had—they needed to break out first.
"Too late. The city gates are already closed, completely sealed," Ye Fan said. This made the others' faces change.
This was the final checkpoint of the Human Path. The entire city was forged from special divine materials. Even a Great Sage trapped here would find it hard to escape—it was equivalent to a terrifying city-shaped supreme treasure.
"Sacred Body of the Human Clan, do you confess or not?" one enforcer shouted sternly, his expression severe, silver light dancing around him. He looked imposing, but only disgusted Ye Fan and his group.
"You are despicable and low. Utterly lacking in class," Ye Fan said coldly.
"Are you questioning our impartiality?" another said coldly.
"Impartiality my ass! I'll slaughter you all!" the Dragon Horse roared, ready to strike.
Behind them, the Ancient Golden Peng spread its wings, poised to swoop down, racing to see who would act first.
Ye Fan waved his hand, signaling them not to act rashly, staring coldly ahead.
"Excellent! Attempting to assassinate the enforcers of the Ancient Human Path—your audacity knows no bounds!" the two enforcers shouted in unison.
"No right or wrong, twisting black and white, spouting such rotten excuses without a blush or a racing heart—you really want to force us into rebellion," Ji Ziyue said with a slight curl of her lips, but she wasn't overly worried, watching these people coldly.
"Where are the Dao Protectors of the Ancient Human Path?" Ye Fan transmitted loudly, too lazy to argue with those before him. Otherwise, he would have to swing the Heavenly Emperor Fist.
The Heavenly Gang Daoist transmitted secretly: "The final checkpoint of the Human Path originally had a Dao Protector stationed, but they all left in a hurry not long ago. Something major seems to have happened in a distant star domain."
"They were deliberately sent away," Ye Fan nodded, then shouted into the distance: "Since you've become this reckless, openly targeting me, why keep this last scrap of face? Come out directly—I'll fight a bloody battle to the end!"
"We are enforcing the law here. Everyone, please retreat and stay away from this area," the two enforcers shouted, telling the onlookers to leave.
The scene immediately became much quieter. But the sky was filled with countless figures—how could they miss such an event? Everyone was watching.
"So hypocritical. At this point, what face do you still need? Tear it off and throw it on the ground. Show your fangs," Pang Bo mocked.
"Speak—who are you? What enmity do I have with you?" Ye Fan asked. In that instant, he transformed into a bolt of lightning and lunged forward.
But at that moment, two other figures moved. One was the gray-haired, gray-eyed old man, and the other was Wang Tianyu. Their terrifying auras erupted fully, striking at Ye Fan. These were actually two Great Sages!
Ye Fan's expression changed. He dodged quickly and stood in the distant sky, saying: "Quite the formation. Two Great Sages appearing right from the start—you really think highly of me."
"Heh, you guessed right. How could I possibly be a descendant of the Ruthless One? I wish I could erase everything she left behind," the gray-haired, gray-eyed old man sneered coldly. "Back then, my clan's Supreme Being slaughtered across the world, sweeping through ten thousand domains, only to be shattered by a single palm strike from the Ruthless One. She even unleashed a Demon-Sealing Diagram, sealing my entire clan away. Such cruelty! We've only just emerged now."
He was filled with resentment, his expression icy. He truly wasn't human—the terrifying blood within his body emitted a silver-white glow.
"Don't look at me. I was just invited to help," Wang Tianyu said coldly.
Ye Fan looked at the two enforcers: "So it seems you've colluded with the foreign races. The problem lies with you? But you don't have that much face. There are more people, aren't there? Come out together."
The two enforcers wore cold expressions. Not far away, a child of about ten years old also appeared, his face full of venom, his eyes brimming with hatred.
"This child—isn't he the one who left not long ago? I was wondering at the time why he had such resentment toward us. It seems there really is no small grudge."
"You killed my uncle. You might have forgotten, but our clan has never forgotten. We've been waiting for you for many years!" the child said viciously.
"Who is your uncle?" Ye Fan asked.
"Our clan's surname is Liu. On the Ancient Human Path, no one dares to casually kill a direct descendant of our clan!" one enforcer said.
Clearly, this was a massive family.
The child of about ten had a sinister gaze, unfitting for his age, chillingly cold: "My little uncle has returned. Even as a Saint King, you amount to nothing. You can't escape! Even two Great Sages are friends with him."