# Chapter 1479: Inscription on the Crystal Stele
The majestic pass stood tall, shrouded in chaotic energy. There was not a single person here, silent for eternity, displaying an imposing grandeur amidst the ethereal nothingness.
One after another, enormous stone pillars rose high into the starry clouds, like heaven-supporting columns standing before the majestic pass. Each pillar was a history unto itself, engraved with the veins of time.
Dozens of stone pillars stood in a single line, towering and imposing. The one surrounded by Supreme Yin energy and the unceasing sound of heavenly Dao must belong to the Human Emperor. On Mount Sumeru, the Great Thunderclap Monastery sat, proclaiming the principles of Amitabha. A ghost-face imprint, bitter yet with a smile, bearing tear stains, symbolized the life of the Ruthless Great Emperor. An ancient mirror, a residual shadow, fighting to the death, quelling the chaos of the seven Forbidden Zones, narrated the end of Emperor Void. The Primordial Bell suppressed past and present, turning its back on all living beings, its life and death a mystery, the supreme one without beginning or end. A single Azure Lotus, shattering the ancient azure sky of eternity, standing alone, gazing toward the Immortal Domain.
There were over a dozen enormous stone pillars standing side by side, from Ancient Emperors to Great Emperors, hailing from different powerful clans, carving down their traces. They displayed no brilliance, recorded no glory, merely an imprint.
So many Great Emperors had walked this ancient path, a sight both shocking and thought-provoking.
Unfortunately, the years had ultimately passed, never to return. The Great Emperors had never met each other. What were their feelings when they left their names here?
It was likely just the loneliness of being undefeated in life, gazing here at their own kind.
Great Emperors were born through cruel competition, growing to the final step. They surpassed everything, unable to find a single equal. Only the ancient emperors who had passed away were their enemies and friends, of the same kind.
Ye Fan and his companions walked around the pillars, observing ancient relics and divine stones. Their hearts were deeply moved, as if they saw one lonely Great Emperor after another pausing here.
The majestic pass was very quiet, with no one guarding it. The great gates were tightly shut, hanging with enormous beast-head bronze rings. The city walls were tall and lofty, lacking luster, as if no one had come and gone for a very long time.
This was the first pass of the ultimate ancient path!
In fact, it had many names. Some called it the Immortal Path. Others called it the Emperor Path. Still others called it the Sole Path to Becoming a God, and some called it the Heavenly Path.
This path was too terrifying. Unless one was a Great Sage-level expert, they could not even push open the city gates, let alone break through. This was why, without reaching a certain realm and possessing corresponding strength, one could not come here.
According to legend, this Emperor Path had a total of nine passes. Of course, this was just one account. Some said there were eight passes. Others said there were infinite passes, all speculations of the Dao Protectors of various clans. The truth was known only to the ancient Great Emperors, who could reach the end.
According to the first account, the majestic passes were few, only a handful, but each pass held immeasurable deadly tribulations.
This was a true burial ground for heroes, more intense and cruel than the Ancient Human Path, because this was the battleground of all the strongest races in the universe, too terrifying.
Behind this majestic pass, too many outstanding talents had been buried. Some truly had the form of an emperor, but met with unexpected demise. Such tragedies had been playing out since ancient times.
"There's also an account: one pass is one layer of heaven. Ultimately, one must ascend to the nine heavens, sweep away all divine spirits, defeat everything, and finally ring the Emperor Bell, resounding through ten thousand domains," Pang Bo said.
Before coming here, they had already inquired in detail from the Dao Protectors of the Ancient Human Path, learning many secrets. Now, they were deeply moved here.
"There's also an account: one pass, one world. Unlike what the eyes see, nine ancient universes serve as the ultimate battlefield."
Ye Fan took a deep breath. On the road ahead, the people he would face would be even more terrifying. Perhaps every single one would be an unprecedented great enemy.
Of course, there would not be many people on this path, but every one who appeared could not be taken lightly.
"In the smallest instance, a total of fifty-five people entered. In the largest instance, there were no records, and no one bothered to count."
Ye Fan and his group stepped forward, heading toward the gates, preparing to ascend the heavenly path for the final battle. However, with a soft hum, a huge stele appeared before the closed gates.
It manifested silently, emitting an aura that made everyone tremble. Faint waves of a Great Emperor's power spread, captivating the soul.
The stele towered into the clouds, majestic and imposing. Its front was like a crystalline mirror, its luster flowing, able to reflect a person's shadow. As for the four corners and the sides and back, they were very dim, very ancient, no different from ordinary stone.
"This path has indeed not yet opened. The crystal stele still blocks the gate," Ji Ziyue murmured softly.
The Human Clan Dao Protectors had told them in detail everything to note here. The Heavenly Path would not open too early; it would wait for most trial-takers of this era to appear, giving them enough time.
Before that, the majestic pass was tightly shut, unable to be opened. The crystal stele would block the city. Cultivators who came here only needed to carve their names, leaving their true body imprints.
Later, once the majestic pass opened, no matter where you were, a divine gate would appear for you to choose. With just one step, you could reach here.
Therefore, the crystal wall held a special significance for cultivators. Anyone who reached here had proven themselves to be among the strongest few in their clan.
When one inscribed their name on the crystal wall, it signified the birth of a peerless expert, capable of dominating a region and about to become supreme within a clan.
This was the lifelong dream of many cultivators!
Not to mention the Emperor Path, just inscribing one's name here was enough, representing a kind of recognition, a supreme glory.
"This era has only just begun, and there are already fifty-three people!" Ji Haoyue showed a surprised expression.
The crystal stele towered into the clouds. Every name carved on it shone. There were fifty-three in total, the strokes like iron hooks and silver strokes, vigorous and powerful, blooming with divine radiance.
This crystal wall was truly special, shining with a dreamlike luster, making every name seem as if it had life, like a divine lamp burning eternally.
"Fifty-three people is just the early stage, too few. In the smallest era of the past, there were still fifty-five who met the requirements. In such a golden great era, rare since ancient times, who knows how many there will be," Pang Bo said.
In the past, in the largest era, how many people there were was never counted. According to legend, it was because there were too many people. That was an era of dark turmoil and brilliant greatness, so heavenly prodigies emerged in abundance.
Fifty-three names were like brilliant stars, shining brightly. Before each name was a number, indicating the order of arrival.
"The first person's name is actually—Tai Chu!" Ye Fan was surprised, his heart stirred.
This person's name was not only special but also very fitting. The first to arrive, named Tai Chu, beginning here. The two characters "Tai Chu" flowed with hazy divine light, carrying a terrifying Dao aura, suppressing all directions.
"Daring to take such a name, does he really want to defy heaven?" Dragon Horse sucked on its teeth.
"Big Dipper has the Primordial Ancient Mine. Could there be a connection between the two?" Ji Ziyue said.
"Could it be cultivated from that Forbidden Zone of Life?" Pang Bo was also startled.
"It shouldn't be. There aren't that many coincidences," Ji Haoyue shook his head.
Regardless, the person who inscribed the name "Tai Chu" on the crystal wall was definitely not simple. Being the first to arrive here, such a name demonstrated a kind of conviction.
They looked down one by one, from the second to the seventh. The names were all obscure, unknown which clan they belonged to.
Suddenly, Ye Fan was surprised. He recognized the eighth name—Yin Tiande!
The three characters were shrouded in hazy purple energy, shining in the mist, concealing a kind of heaven-swallowing, earth-devouring grandeur within the tranquility. It was actually him.
"He came after all," Pang Bo said, frowning deeply.
A person with the Divine Seal, no one dared to underestimate. They had to treat him with seriousness. He was absolutely powerful. Yin Tiande had arrived very early, carving his true body imprint.
"The tenth person, we've never seen, but we've heard of him," Ji Ziyue said.
The tenth name was Jin Chanzi, flowing with Buddha light, cascading down the crystal wall, peaceful and compassionate, as if a Buddha sat there, preaching the sutras.
The Western Bodhisattva of Big Dipper, Jue Youqing, and the Suffering Monk on the Ancient Human Path—both were extremely formidable, and both had been converted by Jin Chanzi. This was all the information Ye Fan could gather.
"I... am I seeing this right?" Pang Bo pointed at the top of the crystal wall, among the shining names, finding one that left him dumbfounded.
"Could it really be... he came too!" Even the steady Ji Haoyue changed color, showing a shocked expression.
There was a name there, not unfamiliar to the people of Big Dipper, thundering in their ears. It was actually the White-Robed Divine King Jiang Taixu, prominently listed!
After a long while, Pang Bo clicked his tongue and said, "Even the Peerless Divine King has come?"
He was still stuck in the past, looking up to the White-Robed Divine King, unaware that he himself was now a Saint King.
"Doesn't the ancient path have rules? Can the Divine King also come?" Ji Ziyue rolled her lively big eyes, showing a suspicious expression.
Ye Fan was very surprised, not expecting to see Jiang Shen Wang's name on the crystal wall before ascending the heavenly path. He sighed, "The Ancient Human Path doesn't allow such people to walk it, but the final ultimate Emperor Path has no such restrictions, with Great Sages as the standard. Moreover, the Divine King has lived a second life. In terms of life essence alone, he has an unparalleled advantage. It's not wrong to classify him in any category."
This result left them unable to calm down for a long time. It was inevitable that Jiang Shen Wang would become a Great Sage, but seeing him on this path in the future was still shocking.
"Why isn't Yao Guang here? That bastard devoured so many terrifying physiques. I think he's strong enough now. Why hasn't he appeared yet?" They searched among the names.
"When the time comes, he will naturally appear. He won't be in a hurry. The order of names doesn't mean much," Ye Fan said.
Additionally, people like the Central Emperor, Fire Qilin Child, and Huang Xudao absolutely had the qualifications to appear, but their names were also not seen, clearly not yet arrived.
Among the fifty-some names, recognizing a few was already good enough.
"Here, there's a strange name, Dongfang Taiyi. Who is this?" Pang Bo showed a surprised expression.
Ye Fan was stunned. When he saw the forty-ninth name, he suspected in his heart, "Could it be Old Man Human Demon?"
Back then, they had barbecued Golden Crows together on the sun of Big Dipper. Black Emperor and Dongfang Ye were both present. They had asked the old man's name, and his words were slurred, seemingly Dongfang Taiyi.
"I w@#r$..." Dragon Horse sprayed saliva, complaining incessantly. How could anyone live like this? The Barbarian Old Man had also arrived.
"This guy specializes in eating Great Sages. Golden Crows from Fire Mulberry Star, Great Sages from Ten Thousand Dragon Nest—for him, they're all crispy, chewed a few times and swallowed," Dragon Horse said, genuinely terrified. Even if he was one of their own, if they encountered him on this path of competition in the future, it still made him feel uncertain.
It clearly remembered the look in Old Man Human Demon's eyes when his old illness relapsed, as if he were looking at a golden, oily, fragrant roasted whole horse.
Ye Fan was also stunned. Thinking carefully, this final path really had no forbidden rules. There was only one condition: you just needed to be strong enough!
Old Man Human Demon had wandered through the universe and actually arrived here. Whether he had eaten his way through or swept through all directions, no one knew.
Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Ji Ziyue, and the others all felt that this crystal stele was of immense value to them. Just one glance had yielded so much shocking information.
"The fiftieth person has quite the mouth. He really dares to name himself—actually called—Emperor Sovereign!"
Emperor Sovereign, these two characters were too eye-catching. It was impossible not to notice them.
Suddenly, a sigh came.
"Alas, I missed it after all. I only left for a short while, and the fiftieth position was taken, and by that name. Could it be that he has emerged?"
In the distance, a figure walked over, completely wrapped in chaos, hazy and mysterious. Staring at the fiftieth position on the crystal stele, he let out a long sigh.
Dear brothers and sisters, just this chapter tonight. Someone who never gets sick, once they catch a cold, it's truly heaven and earth shattering. Nose running, tears flowing, feeling terrible. Hope to be better tomorrow and continue working hard. Please forgive me. I really can't take it today.