# Chapter 1538: Blood Debt Must Be Paid in Blood
"Go northwest, meet in the mortal world."
This was the paper in Ye Fan's hand, already yellowed with age, a famous talisman paper from the Heavenly Mechanism Sect. These six words were written on it, also foretelling that another founding master was about to pass away.
Ye Fan and the others had traveled far, but they turned back to bow deeply toward that low mountain range from a distance.
Various major inheritances and many ancient sects had entered the great wilderness, going to places with the richest spiritual energy, all because they believed Little Nannan was an Immortal Elixir incarnate and would prefer places abundant with life essence.
Some Holy Lands had even entered certain forbidden zones for this purpose, paying considerable costs over the years.
"That's right, how could the major sects find her in this mortal world?" Ye Fan calmed his emotions slightly.
On the other side, Li Tian let out a strange cry. He also held a talisman paper in his hand, with some words written on it that made his expression excited (zhenfen).
"The Path of Human Desire shall flourish greatly. My senior brother and I will become the founding ancestors of its revival!"
Overall, the news they received was good, and their hearts were much more at ease. But whenever he thought of Little Nannan, Ye Fan's heart still ached. The little one always suffered, and who knew how many cold stares she had endured in the mortal world.
So many years had passed, yet why couldn't she grow up? This was a question he couldn't understand.
They traveled northwest without any delay, afraid that something unexpected might happen, because the prophecy was merely a reference and couldn't be fully trusted.
In the eastern Shen Province, northern Lu Province, and western He Province, there were all major powers that couldn't be provoked. Ye Fan had set out from Shen Province with a fixed direction. Even if he encountered immortal inheritances, he would have to break through.
However, before they had even left Central Province, they heard some unusual news.
"Have you heard? The descendant of the Sun Saint Emperor has returned, and he's very powerful now."
"Really? Weren't all the people of this bloodline wiped out? Even their immortal scripture was lost millions of years ago. What kind of formidable figure can emerge now?"
"Have you forgotten? That young man named Ye Fan saved the sole remaining bloodline of that clan back then."
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In just these past few days, news of Ye Tong's return had spread, because someone had seen him go to pay respects to his ancestors.
That was a ruined land, with collapsed mountains, shattered palaces, rubble everywhere, countless bones, and black mist pervading (miman), a barren wasteland.
For over half a month, someone had been weeping bitterly every night, filled with immense grief. Passing cultivators noticed something unusual, stopped to watch, and saw Ye Tong.
Two more days passed, and shocking news came: Ye Tong drew his bow and shot Golden Crows, killing all more than a dozen patrollers who had rushed to the Sun Divine Court ruins.
This naturally caused a great shock (zhendong). Ye Tong's aggressiveness exceeded everyone's expectations. He didn't hide at all, wanting to sweep through the Golden Crow bloodline.
"A battle is truly coming. The Golden Crow King definitely can't sit still!"
"To exterminate the bloodline of the Human Clan's Saint Emperor is to invite divine punishment. I have a feeling the Golden Crow Clan has been too arrogant. Their good days are coming to an end!"
"These past days, that young man named Ye Tong hasn't left. He's been building graves there, showing great confidence."
Ye Tong had cleared the barren mountain range. His eyes were swollen from crying. These past few days, he had been to many places but couldn't find his parents' bodies. He had even gone to the black North Sea but couldn't find the bones of the old servant buried in the ocean.
In the end, among all his relatives, he only found one small skeleton. Ye Tong cried until he was heartbroken, knocking his head on the ground, his body and mind trembling.
That older sister back then—how much older could she have been than him? Yet she kept comforting him in their time of crisis, and finally stood in front of him. Even now, thinking about it tore his heart apart.
The thin girl, her frail body, her pale face, and that last beautiful and sorrowful (qimei de) smile—all frozen in Ye Tong's heart. Whenever he thought of it, his heart would shatter, tears would fall, and he would roar at the sky like a wounded lone wolf.
"Golden Crow Clan, I, Ye Tong, am not a bloodthirsty person. I don't want to commit genocide. But none of those who struck back then will be allowed to live. Those who destroyed my clan, I will cut you into a thousand pieces!"
Ye Tong had never been so hoarse as he was today, never so fierce. His killing intent boiled over, sweeping up into the high heavens. The clouds for ten directions scattered, and mountain ridges collapsed in the distance!
He didn't need to seek out the Golden Crow bloodline. While he was building graves and burying the endless bones from the ruins, the Golden Crow bloodline came knocking on his door.
Moreover, they came with considerable backing—a Saint leading a vast army.
"You evil spawn from the past, you dare to return today? Even heaven wants to exterminate your bloodline. Pitiful Sun Saint Emperor, his reputation in vain—his clan will have no descendants!"
This leading old Golden Crow spoke harshly, with venomous words, provoking him.
"Just an incarnation! Are you Golden Crows afraid? Wanting to test me, not daring to come in person—you're just coming to die!" Ye Tong roared.
He unleashed the full pressure of a Saint King, mercilessly. In an instant, it covered the sky and earth. Light and divine radiance were everywhere. He reached out a great hand and slapped the Saint in front into a pulp.
As for the so-called army, it was all transformed from golden feathers, not real bodies.
The Golden Crow Clan had sent a Saint's incarnation to test him, and it was completely annihilated. The news spread across the continent.
"We happen to be passing through. Let's go take a look too. As his master, it wouldn't be right if I didn't lend a hand."
Ye Fan and the others received the news and traveled northwest, just (zheng hao) passing by the Sun Divine Court ruins.
Shen Province was shaken. Everyone realized Ye Tong's strength. The Golden Crow Clan was in big trouble this time, and they would most likely have to pay the price for their bloody massacre back then.
"Even the descendants of our Human Clan's Saint Emperor dared to kill to the last! Too arrogant!" Naturally, many people hoped Ye Tong would personally slay his enemies.
In Shen Province, a great wind arose, and a violent tremor occurred. The Golden Crow Clan was furious. A single remnant from the past—how many years had it been since he had grown to this level? They were both angry and shocked.
"He's grown too fast. He must be eliminated. Activate the clan's Great Saint killing formation and do everything to destroy him!"
"His physique is exactly the same as the Sun Saint Emperor's. Now that he's returned, he should be stronger than we imagine. We need not only the killing formation but also a Great Saint artifact to kill him completely (chedi). We must also awaken our hidden foundation!"
The entire Golden Crow bloodline was filled with killing intent. They had been domineering for so many years, and now being attacked made them, who had always been superior and enslaved others, feel extremely uncomfortable.
On this day, killing intent rolled, war clouds gathered densely. The Golden Crow Clan mobilized heavily, dispatching many powerful experts. This time, it wasn't illusions but the true bodies of the multitude descending.
One ancient war chariot after another crushed the sky with a rumbling sound. War energy surged as they drove toward the northwest of Shen Province, returning to the ancient land they had breached back then.
No one knew how many Golden Crows had come. The sky was filled with golden shadows, their wings blotting out the sky and covering the sun (zhetian bi ri), densely packed. The Golden Crow Clan had mobilized fully, enough to destroy several major clans.
"Evil spawn, surrender your life!" the Golden Crow Clan shouted.
It was still this ancient land, and another punitive expedition occurred.
On the shattered mountains and rivers, Ye Tong's heart felt like it was being twisted with knives. Back then, it was these people who destroyed his home, killed his loved ones, and left him with a lifetime of pain.
He attacked with fury, battling the Saint King-rank great demon opposite him—that was the clan's hidden foundation!
Pairs of golden wings spread out, ferocious faces emerged, all laughing cruelly. War chariots filled the sky, and endless array patterns pressed down.
"Little beast, you left for many years and still dare to return? Seeking death!"
The clan's experts moved together, activating the great formation. At the same time, a Great Saint artifact pressed down, its pressure covering the sky and earth, trying to trap Ye Tong and take his life in an instant.
This level of attack was enough to break through an immortal great sect, yet now it was all concentrated on one person. Clearly, the Golden Crow Clan took him very seriously.
Although Ye Tong was grief-stricken, he hadn't lost his calm (lengjing). He had been taught by Ye Fan and mastered the Stride Art. He didn't fall into the trap. With a speed incomprehensible to others, he instantly fled dozens of miles, avoiding the certain-death situation.
"Little evil spawn, where do you think you're going? Even if you're the Sun Saint Emperor's descendant, you won't survive. End it completely!" the Golden Crow Clan experts roared, attacking together again, pressing forward.
"Perfect timing!" In the distance, Ye Fan, Li Tian, and Yan Yixi arrived.
They had heard the news on the road. How could they not show up for such a major event? They arrived immediately, their expressions cold, killing intent soaring to the heavens.
This was not only Ye Fan's disciple but also Li Tian and Yan Yixi's apprentice. In fact, they cared even more than Ye Fan, because Ye Tong had been raised by them.
"Who do you think you are, daring to pressure my disciple?!" Li Tian roared.
Even Yan Yixi, usually refined, had a face ashen. He directly offered up the Divine Maiden Furnace. The dazzling divine furnace radiated boundless auspicious light.
"Clang!"
Li Tian slapped it, sending it flying. The divine furnace instantly enlarged, becoming immense, crashing into the Golden Crow Clan's great formation. With a rumble, it shattered everything.
At that moment, the Golden Crow Clan's Great Saint artifact also collided with the Divine Maiden Furnace. The clan members were full of hope at first, but then their faces turned pale. The Golden Crow Clan's Great Saint artifact couldn't compare to the Divine Maiden Furnace at all. It was directly smashed to powder, without any suspense!
"Ah..."
Countless Golden Crows wailed in agony. No one knew how many were buried in this massive energy storm, turning into blood mist.
Ye Fan also acted, protecting the already shattered land below, preventing the Sun Divine Court ruins from being impacted, and preserving the graves.
The onlookers in the distance were shocked, knowing that the Golden Crow Clan was finished. With such fierce experts intervening, even if they unleashed all their hidden foundations, there was no way out. They were destined to be erased!
"Golden Crow King, where do you think you're going!" Ye Tong roared. He remembered this former Greatly Accomplished King, now a Saint King, but he was unafraid.
The Golden Crow King's face was deathly pale. He recognized Ye Fan and saw the Divine Maiden Furnace. He never imagined that those people from back then had become so terrifying now.
Most of the Golden Crows were still there. Li Tian and Yan Yixi didn't act again. They had only destroyed the killing formation and the Great Saint artifact. They no longer worried about Ye Tong.
"Since we've already acted, let's settle this today." With that, Ye Fan tore through the void and disappeared from his spot. He arrived at the Golden Crow Clan's ancestral land.
Clearly, there was a Great Saint formation here. He drew his bow and nocked an arrow. One arrow split the sky and earth. The mountain gate below shattered directly, and the formation was torn open!
When the second arrow fell, most of the clan's formation was destroyed. He shouted: "The Sun Saint Emperor's merits were so great, yet you could cold-bloodedly strike and exterminate his clan. Those who participated back then, stay. Those who didn't, leave quickly."
In the Golden Crow Clan's sacred ground, everyone was already scared senseless. Their former arrogance was gone. They were terrified out of their wits. The entire clan fled, regardless of whether they had participated back then or not. They all ran, not daring to hold their ground here.
Ye Fan didn't chase. He reached out a great hand, grabbed them all, then tore through the void and threw them into the Sun Divine Court ruins.
He himself stayed behind, wanting to destroy this ancient land, afraid there might be something strange that could harm his disciple.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan shot an arrow, directly blasting an ancient city to pieces, turning it to ashes.
"Hum!"
Light blazed brightly. This place indeed had something strange. The above-ground buildings were all destroyed, but underground, even more complex array patterns emerged.
"Junior, how dare you!" Seven or eight figures shot up into the sky, breaking through divine source. Among them was actually a Great Saint!
A fierce battle erupted. The incredibly terrifying array patterns revived, cooperating with these people's attacks. The chaos shook the heavens and earth, stunning all the experts in the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain, surging up to the nine heavens.
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In the end, Ye Fan returned. There were traces of blood on him, all belonging to the Golden Crow Clan. Their ancestral land had been leveled to the ground!
"Leave it for Ye Tong himself." Ye Fan sighed. The strongest ones had all been eliminated by him, because a Great Saint was beyond what Ye Tong could handle.
Now, he didn't need to worry. With such a deterrent (zhenshe), presumably no one would dare to scheme against his disciple.
"Let's go. Head northwest." Ye Fan, Li Tian, and Yan Yixi departed, leaving only a weeping Ye Tong fighting in this world. The Sun Divine Court ruins had become a blood-soaked battlefield.
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