# Chapter 1532: Western Emperor
The dark spring eye had clear water, no longer showing flying multicolored light, but Ye Fan instinctively knew that the water quality had ascended to an even higher level.
"Comparable to the divine spring of the Ancient Forbidden Land!"
No wonder the ancient Jade Pool had shaken the world, with many great sects coming to beg for water. The water quality in this spring eye was rare, matching the divine springs within the various Forbidden Zones of Life.
Such water quality had divine effects whether used for refining medicine or drinking, capable of increasing one's lifespan—a supreme treasure.
But as soon as he entered the ninth underground immortal lake, Ye Fan felt a vast and mighty aura. His physical body felt like it was about to explode, making him unbearably uncomfortable.
This lake was very large, spanning dozens of li in radius.
Even with the Green Copper Cauldron emitting a shimmering glow for defense, it was still like this. One could imagine how dangerous this place was. Ye Fan activated the Golden Sacred Domain, shielding the child at his chest.
"Great Emperor aura!"
In an instant, Ye Fan realized why this was. This place contained the power of ancient Great Emperors, things they had left behind, hence the terrifying waves surging forth.
Only such divine energy ripples could make the Green Copper Cauldron glow, make the Imperial Sword hum and tremble, activating autonomous defense!
The killing intent pierced to the bone, making one shiver. When the Jade Pool relocated, they had moved away most of the ancient divine stones inscribed with array patterns. This couldn't be an Emperor array.
"Aw, damn it!" the divine child exclaimed softly.
"What are you saying?" Ye Fan asked.
The little fatty pouted, wiping his tears, actually about to cry. He was still a child after all, with a simple childish nature.
"Don't cry. I'll hide you away."
"No, I want to see what's there!" The little fatty was very stubborn, wiping his tears while secretly peeking forward.
Even though danger was everywhere, Ye Fan still felt an urge to laugh. He shook his head, collected his thoughts, and walked forward.
Next, every step felt like heaven and earth were collapsing. The Imperial artifact trembled, making it hard for him to bear. The oppressive pressure spread, capable of slaying gods and buddhas.
Finally, he saw it. The immortal lake reached its end. There was a small pool isolated from the immortal lake, its water crystal clear and glowing, supporting a light barrier. A woman sat cross-legged within, her hair disheveled, hiding her true appearance.
The light barrier pressed against a stone wall, forming a small immortal pool there. Perhaps it could be called the tenth layer of the immortal lake, but it was only about ten feet in circumference.
"Western Emperor Mother!"
Ye Fan was greatly shocked. This was an intact woman, with no wounds on her body. Unlike the Grand Emperor who had shattered and scattered his powerful essence, she was incredibly imposing, making even someone holding an Imperial weapon feel unparalleled pressure.
Ye Fan's heart trembled. He hadn't expected the Jade Pool's drastic changes to be related to the Western Emperor Mother. She had founded this sect—was she also the one to nearly end it?
In the small spring pool, the woman was lifelike, divine principles flowing through her body. Although still several li away, the pressure was suffocating.
A strange aura spread, emanating from the Western Emperor Mother's body, making one's heart palpitate, making one wonder if she had truly died!
Suddenly, Ye Fan felt an icy killing intent. In a daze, it seemed like a pair of eyes had opened among her disheveled hair, piercing the soul.
Ye Fan could hardly believe his eyes. The woman had opened her eyes? How was this possible? The Western Emperor Mother had died countless millennia ago. Everyone in the Jade Pool knew she had passed away—how could she still be alive!
In an instant, the terrifying gaze vanished, feeling very unreal.
"An illusion, or did it really happen?" he couldn't help muttering, feeling cold chills running down his spine.
"Ghost!" the divine child shouted, kicking his little legs. Unfortunately, the immortal source space was limited, and his face turned pale from holding his breath.
Ye Fan's heart jumped. He pulled the child back decisively, feeling increasingly that this place was eerie and terrifying, making him uneasy. He hadn't expected that even holding an Imperial weapon here wouldn't be safe.
In the dark immortal lake, shadows flickered, like something cutting through the water, looking even more sinister. Only the small pool emitted light.
"What did you see?" Ye Fan asked.
"I saw her smile at me," the divine child said, his little face pale, his voice trembling.
"Nonsense. Even my Source Heaven Eye didn't see her smile. I only saw her open her eyes. How could you have seen that?" Ye Fan scolded lightly.
"Really, I saw her smile. That face was very beautiful, but very pale, without a trace of color," the divine child insisted, adding that he hadn't seen the woman open her eyes.
Hearing this, Ye Fan felt cold air rising from his spine. How could the two of them have seen different things? Who was mistaken?
Without saying more, he directly examined the little fatty's immortal platform, reading his memories. He indeed saw a blurry, pale face, as if right before him, standing face to face.
Ye Fan's heart shook violently. Suppressing the urge to scold, he felt this place grow even colder. Was there really a ghost? But for cultivators, this notion was too ridiculous.
At their level, how could they still fear ghosts? What were ghosts anyway? Just field energy formed from yin qi, far inferior to sages.
That woman had Emperor-level fluctuations, located at the bottom of the Jade Pool. She should be the Western Emperor. What was happening? Why were such eerie things occurring? It felt ominous.
Moreover, why did different people see different "scenes"? Was all this an illusion, or was there something strange about this Emperor corpse, capable of affecting people's primordial spirits?
Ye Fan's expression shifted between uncertainty and clarity. He truly didn't know what had happened to cause such bizarre events. He opened his Heavenly Eye to examine carefully.
Great Emperors were too mysterious and terrifying. The Western Emperor's face was covered by disheveled hair, and her slender seated body was almost half-blocked by the messy locks, impossible to see through.
At this point, only that blurry, pale face could serve as a reference. Nothing else was visible.
Ye Fan opened his Heavenly Eye wide, staring until his eyes felt like they would burst, but still couldn't see through. Moreover, the corpse actually emitted waves of chaotic mist, becoming even more terrifying.
Suddenly, Ye Fan felt another wave of bone-chilling cold. The Green Copper Cauldron blazed with intense light, the killing sword trembled lightly, sword light flickering continuously. The Immortal-Slaying Diagram on the sword blade was blood-soaked, as if truly resurrected.
In a daze, a pair of cold eyes opened again, and it seemed like a faint sigh echoed, incomparably sorrowful, filled with grief and pain.
This was a contradictory scene. The eyes were so cold, while the melancholy echoed by the sigh was so sorrowful. The two clashed, very eerie.
"Help! She's pouncing over!" the little fatty kicked his legs wildly, his face full of fear. If he could escape, he would have already run behind Ye Fan's back.
This was truly bizarre. Different people had different perceptions. Ye Fan didn't know which was real and which was false.
He retreated again, then explored the divine child's sea of consciousness. He found a pale, blurry face close at hand, revealing an eerie smile, hair disheveled, very frightening.
Even he gasped at the sight. No wonder the little fatty was terrified, no longer daring to be stubborn, begging for help.
Standing at a sufficient distance, Ye Fan and the little fatty both gradually calmed down. But this place grew even colder, as if they had fallen into the underworld.
"I'm scared. I want to leave," the little fatty finally softened, speaking with embarrassment.
"I'll put you away first," Ye Fan said.
"Then... let me watch a little longer!" he pouted, tears almost flowing, unwilling to let Ye Fan put him away.
Ye Fan was speechless. This little fatty was quite stubborn. Clearly scared to death, he still wanted to compete with him, insisting on persevering.
"Why is there another person there?" the little fatty blinked his big eyes and said with a trembling voice.
Ye Fan looked. His scalp truly went numb. There was another shadow there, emitting waves of mist, making the small pool appear many times more terrifying.
"Another ghost. How did he come out?" the divine child whispered, wishing he could flee and never return.
The mist was very special, surrounding the Emperor-level corpse. Even the Source Heaven Eye couldn't see through it. Only as it gradually dispersed could it be slowly taken in.
A blood-drenched arm, bluish-purple in color, had grown some golden hairs, very eye-catching. It emitted a bone-penetrating coldness, truly a bone-chilling gloom.
Ye Fan was stunned on the spot. When he looked more carefully, his expression changed drastically, his pupils contracting sharply, as if he had seen a fierce ghost!
There were wounds on that arm, flowing fresh red blood. His heart pounded violently. There was a Dao principle resonating with him, creating some connection.
Great Accomplishment Saint Body blood!
Ye Fan thought of this possibility in an instant. The more he observed, the more he felt a resonance. Penetrating through the Great Emperor's aura, through the Green Copper Cauldron's shimmering green light, his blood began to boil.
How did this arm come out?
Ye Fan walked forward a few steps, unable to suppress his astonishment. Finally, he discovered that the small immortal pool connected to a hidden cave. The arm had been washed out by the water currents.
Great Accomplishment Saint Body!
"This is Emperor Wu Shi's father, the Western Emperor's partner?"
Ye Fan was dumbfounded, unable to speak. What he had seen today was too shocking. He had simultaneously seen the corpses of two Supreme Beings. This might be the root cause of the Jade Pool's drastic changes.
He stood in a daze for a long time before being brought back to his senses by the divine child's reminder. Ye Fan changed his position, looking toward the small pool and the cave, wanting to see the true face of Emperor Wu Shi's father.
The cave was very hidden. After changing angles repeatedly, there was actually an ancient coffin inside. But now it had been opened, with a corpse lying outside, its arm leaning against the Western Emperor.
"Why are there some golden hairs on the body?!"
These had clearly grown later, as if some misfortune had occurred, causing this change. The entire corpse was wrapped in wisps of mist, not very clear.
But one could see cracks on the forehead bone, a fatal wound. Presumably, the primordial spirit had been shattered back then.
"What happened?" Ye Fan had many questions in his heart, staring blankly at the two corpses.
Even from far away, he still felt like he was being crushed to pieces. Moreover, when his sacred blood faced that Great Accomplishment Saint Body, it surged uncontrollably. The same physique caused them to resonate.
Suddenly, as his blood boiled, an incredible scene appeared before Ye Fan's eyes, as if truly happening before him.
It was a heroic man, with sword-like brows reaching into his temples, eyes deep as the ocean. He was robust and majestic, standing there, making the sun, moon, stars, and rivers in the sky pale in comparison.
He seemed like the master of all heaven and earth, standing beneath the dome of heaven, overlooking the eight wildernesses.
However, he was very tired now. Waves of bluish-purple qi emanated from his body from time to time, especially at his forehead bone. Moreover, strand after strand of golden hair emerged from his body surface.
"I can't grow old with you. Let me be free. Send me on my way," he turned around and said to a peerless beauty who also made the sun, moon, stars, and rivers lose their luster. His words were filled with helplessness and reluctance.
The white-robed beauty's face was full of grief. Tears fell, infinitely sorrowful. She tightly gripped his broad, thick hand.
"Our child, if he cannot become an immortal, he can still reestablish the Heavenly Court and preside over the rise and fall of heaven and earth!" In that final moment, when this man mentioned his child, his face was filled with pride and confidence, radiant and dazzling.
Water waves rushed in, temporarily breaking the scene. Ye Fan's heart was filled with shock!