# Chapter 1478: The Human Path Ends
Qi Tian fled, fear in his heart. As a Great Sage, he had not tasted this flavor for roughly five thousand years, yet now he experienced it again. In his youth, he had contended with others and was pursued by an outstanding talent, leaving him with no path to heaven and no door to earth—it felt like a reincarnation.
That time, he ultimately escaped. Later, that outstanding talent was blocked at the Great Sage barrier, attempted to break through several times, but ultimately failed and passed away in the river of time.
Yet he succeeded, dominating a region, revered by all directions, becoming a peerless expert of that domain.
Five thousand years later, his life was once again adrift in the wind and rain. Could it be as before? Qi Tian trembled, despair in his heart; he could see no hope at all.
Qi Tian passed through forty-one cities in succession, crossing vast heavens, because each city was not in the same star domain. During this time, sword energy crisscrossed, lives withered, accompanied by bloodshed.
This was a slaughter. Ye Fan was ruthless and merciless, like harvesting crops, his face indifferent, the killing sword in his hand sweeping away all obstacles, heads rolling, corpses falling to both sides.
In this battle, the Ancient Human Path was drenched in blood and rain. Ye Fan truly came to cleanse it. For many years to come, people would turn pale at the mention of Ye.
Qi Tian changed his route, knowing that continuing like this would mean certain death. He chose to leave the Ancient Human Path and enter another mysterious and desolate path.
This was an ancient domain, desolate beyond compare. The cities were not built but carved entirely from stone, yet there was not a single person—silent and soundless.
Qi Tian ventured deep, passing through eight cities without seeing a single living being, growing even more uneasy, but he always advanced in one direction, refusing to stop.
"This is the Sacred Spirit's Ancient Path!"
After passing through fourteen cities, Ji Ziyue and the others finally realized where this was. They had seen several stone man statues, with ancient divine script carving words like "Sacred Spirit."
"This is their path. The old fellow harbors malicious intentions."
The Sacred Spirit lineage was mysterious beyond compare, a group of beings extremely difficult to provoke. Each possessed boundless magical power and shocking combat strength. Their only flaw was that they were too rare.
Just as they saw before them, over a dozen cities yet not a single life form could be found. They were cities of the dead, with no Guide Envoys and no trial takers.
"This old thing wasted his efforts. Sacred Spirits are rare; they always go to other races' ancient paths to contend for supremacy. Only then can they gain tempering effects. What use would it be for a few Sacred Spirits to fight among themselves? Moreover, the more powerful Sacred Spirits are even harder to find. Unless forced by others, they will not emerge from their stone eggs."
In the end, Qi Tian deviated again, leaving this path. Because he saw no hope—it was too desolate, with no expert stationed there.
Ye Fan's momentum was like a rainbow. He always maintained a certain distance, chasing after Qi Tian, the sharp sword hanging over his head clarifying some issues.
Falling flowers danced, fragrance permeated the air, yet every flower was stained with blood threads, scattering through the starry sky. In the quietude, there was a taste of blood.
This was the final pass of the Human Path. Now it lay in ruins, nothing remaining, shattered by Ye Fan's furious sword, becoming a historical relic.
At this moment, Ye Fan returned. Additionally, many people were watching. When this city was destroyed, they were saved and had never dispersed.
Ye Fan seized a meteorite, raised his hand to carve it, and forged a new ancient city, laying down array patterns, letting it settle here once more. Then he turned and left.
This was merely a symbolic act, proving that he had come and repaired the ancient city, rather than truly rebelling against the Ancient Human Path.
The Heavenly Dipper Daoist quickly recorded this scene, writing a line on a jade stone tablet.
The Ancient Human Path was in an uproar. In the following days, everyone talked about it—Ye Fan's furious destruction of the final city, his bloody cleansing of the path, deeply shocking the world.
Ye Fan went to the Liu Family. With one sword stroke, the heads of several key figures fell. Then he pursued and eliminated three leaders who had fled outside.
This was a fatal blow to the Liu Family. Although Ye Fan did not indiscriminately kill the innocent and spared the bloodline of other clan members, they still never recovered from this, declining into obscurity.
"Qi Tian failed as a Dao Protector, colluding with the Liu Family and foreign races, harming the elite of the Human Clan, and causing chaos on the Ancient Path. He has now been executed, receiving his just deserts..."
Several Human Clan Dao Protectors appeared together, announcing the crimes of Great Sage Qi Tian, spreading throughout the Ancient Path, causing a huge uproar in various ancient cities.
Qi Tian's lineage was also uprooted. In the following days, the Ancient Human Path surged with waves, boiling with noise.
Ye Fan's name shook the starry sky. On this path, he had no more rivals.
Many years later, this path still spread his name. Whether original inhabitants or later trial takers, all turned pale at the mention of Ye. His achievements shocked every domain.
The final city, after half a year, once again became grand and magnificent. Several Human Clan Dao Protectors appeared, rebuilding and laying down array patterns according to the city's blueprints.
Ye Fan came again, naturally triggering a great shock.
Now, his name spread in all directions, even reaching other ancient domains. Slaying four Sages in a single day—such achievements were enough to shake the universe.
Although half a year had passed, the events of the past were still vivid. When everyone saw Ye Fan arrive again, their hearts all pounded violently.
Such a shocking madman—in ancient times, they were either beaten to ashes or became Great Emperors. None were mediocre. What would become of this man? As a Sacred Body, how far could he laugh proudly?
The Heavenly Dipper Daoist appeared again, once more beginning to record.
"Young friend has come again..." The words of this Human Clan Great Sage left everyone speechless.
Although the several Great Sages had already announced to the world, the fact that Ye Fan had bloodily cleansed the Ancient Path remained true. Wherever he appeared, it was destined to draw strange looks.
"I have come to inquire—how to enter the final, only true path." Ye Fan directly stated his intention. The man who had slain four Sages had the right to know where to go next.
He left. Later trial takers, one outstanding talent after another, were all shaken. Whenever someone came before the final city, they could not help but "talk about the past," all of which were his "traces" and "glory."
Ye Fan's might shook the Ancient Human Path. He finally reached the end. The glory concluded, leaving behind endless legends.
Fish leaped out, swimming against the waterfall, climbing the peak. This was a leap. Ye Fan and the others used the Ancient Human Path as a springboard to enter the ultimate place.
A majestic pass stood tall, shrouded in chaotic qi. Time could not erase its traces.
The majestic pass had no name, but the names of Human Emperor, Amitabha, Ruthless, Void, Wu Shi, Green Emperor, and others were inscribed on pillars—this said everything!