# Chapter 1545: Breaking Through to Great Sage
The Green Copper Cauldron emitted light, intimidating the primordial spirit. The immortal sword swelled, dripping with blood, the Life-Slaying Diagram shocking the world.
Ye Fan pointed his sword at the Great Sage, pressing for news of Rong Chengshi's whereabouts.
The Great Sage from beyond the domain was a disciple of a true Supreme Being—this was horrifying. For a figure at the Great Sage level to still have a living master in this world, who could not be shocked?
In the face of life and death, no one could remain calm. Some could hold onto their convictions, while others would directly collapse.
"I don't know." The seemingly young Great Sage's tone was resolute, unwilling to reveal more.
"Who is your master, and where is he now?" Ye Fan pressed again.
"The Supreme Being has no name, at the very center of the star domain, awaiting the ultimate transformation, a single charge to ascend to immortality." The Great Sage spoke proudly, stubborn to the end.
Ye Fan furrowed his brow. It seemed this so-called Supreme Being was truly terrifying to a certain degree. If he ultimately became an Emperor, crossing that threshold, then the name Divine Court might truly become Heavenly Court!
Now, his disciple had already been dispatched to rule over a star domain, beginning to lay out plans—clearly full of confidence, believing he would surely succeed.
But Ye Fan had nothing to fear at this point. When you have too many lice on your head, you stop caring about bites. One more Supreme Being didn't matter, one less didn't matter either—this wasn't the only terrifying cause and effect.
"Swish!"
A sword light flashed, the killing sword expanding, its energy extending for dozens or even hundreds of miles, directly splitting the space beneath this Great Sage. The residual force shook his body, destabilizing his divine sense.
Then, Ye Fan shouldered the immortal sword and charged forward holding the black spear, afraid that the Imperial Artifact would directly destroy the Great Sage's primordial spirit, preventing him from uncovering great secrets.
This was a violent collision. With one strike, the Five Elements were inverted, Heaven and Earth seemed overturned, earth, fire, wind, and water churned as if the world was being created anew.
In true head-on combat, Ye Fan also put away the Green Copper Cauldron. Now he wasn't worried about being too weak, but too strong—afraid of leaving no survivors. He only held a broken spear, using his own origin power to fight.
"Pfft"
The Great Sage's primordial spirit was already unstable, and now suffering such an attack, with both bodies almost touching in close combat, he naturally suffered greatly.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. The black spear swept across his shoulder, cutting it off like a heavenly blade, blood gushing forth.
Boom!
Ye Fan engaged in close combat, his left hand holding the spear, his right hand forming the Heavenly Emperor Fist, both attacking fiercely with unstoppable momentum and divine force.
"Pfft"
The Great Sage flew sideways, his body shattered into pieces. This broken spear actually awakened at this critical moment, erupting with traces of Quasi-Emperor might. It was a kind of unwillingness and resentment.
This spear had great karmic ties with this lineage. Now its remnant consciousness raged, devouring.
The Great Sage's lower body exploded, then shattered inch by inch upward, turning into wisps of blood mist, about to die miserably.
Ye Fan was exasperated. Never had a day been as strange as this. He wished his weapon's power were weaker, that his enemy wouldn't die—but it didn't follow his will.
The Great Sage didn't want to die either. His primordial spirit shot upward, but the Quasi-Emperor aura still spread over it. His primordial spirit was about to decay, cracks appearing.
"Ah, I don't want to die!" The Great Sage screamed in agony, but could not change the outcome.
Most of his primordial spirit shattered, only a part escaping the Quasi-Emperor aura. Ye Fan grabbed it, holding it in his palm. He opened his Heavenly Eye, gazing into its sea of consciousness.
Ye Fan saw one chaotic scene after another, too much information. Among them, several terrifying images left a deep impression—a cyan war spear clashing with a black spear, two majestic figures locked in fierce battle.
That was a Quasi-Emperor battle, like the end of the world, happening in the past!
At the same time, he found some memories in this remnant consciousness. The Great Sage's master had fought with Rong Chengshi, both suffering heavy losses, both the war spear and the spear almost shattered.
However, the cyan war spear was taken away, while the black divine spear pierced through the universe, vanishing into the void, ultimately falling on Earth.
"That was a great star, with powerful life fluctuations..." Ye Fan stared at the blurry figures of the two powerhouses. Behind them was the vitality and vigor of a living ancient domain.
He thought of someone—the Sacred Body's destined rival on the Ancient Human Path, the Overlord. This man had overwhelming power, possessing the Nine Divine Forms. Without the Divine Seal, Ye Fan would have faced a bitter struggle against him.
The Overlord was born beneath the Ginseng Fruit Tree, with an extraordinary origin.
And the Ginseng Fruit Tree once belonged to Rong Chengshi, originating from Earth. Connecting these dots led to many speculations.
Had the shocking Quasi-Emperor battle erupted in the star domain where the Overlord Body was located? Rong Chengshi's fate was unknown, and his Immortal Divine Tree had been lost there.
As for the Supreme Being who fought Rong Chengshi, perhaps he came from there, perhaps he passed through, perhaps he obtained the Ginseng Fruit Tree, perhaps he was an ancient Overlord Body breaking out of Divine Source, perhaps...
Too many possibilities, impossible to determine.
Unfortunately, this Great Sage was already dead, leaving only limited primordial spirit fragments, insufficient to fully investigate.
This battle was at least one or two thousand years ago. Rong Chengshi's life or death was uncertain, but the other Supreme Being had grown even stronger, establishing the Divine Court, causing unease.
"In this world, Quasi-Emperors are no longer just Gai Jiuyou and that Golden Crow clan member. Now there's another. The future will surely be terrifying."
This feeling was very unpleasant. The Ginseng Fruit Tree was lost on the Overlord Body's star. A mysterious and powerful Supreme Being had grievously wounded Rong Chengshi—Ye Fan frowned deeply.
The Divine Court's Great Sage was dead. This battle could not continue. Thousands upon thousands of troops instantly collapsed, scattering like a flood in all directions, all fleeing.
Who could block the Imperial Sword?
On this day, the Divine Court capital was desolate. Almost everyone had fled. The few who remained were on high alert, terrified of Ye Fan's arrival.
In the end, Ye Fan went, but did not enter the city. The Divine Court's momentum was already broken; he didn't need to act.
Ten days later, Ye Tong returned, unsuccessful. He had not been able to retrieve the Sun Saint Emperor's weapon, still sunk in the North Sea Eye.
With matters on Ziwei concluded, Ye Fan did not immediately return. Instead, he found a cliff to go into seclusion, contemplating his own Dao and methods, preparing for a critical breakthrough in his life.
Two months later, Ye Tong took Little Nannan away, caring for her like a father or elder brother. A few days later, Ye Fan ascended alone into the heavens, arriving outside the Ziwei domain. Li Tian, Yan Yixi, and others saw him off.
Ye Fan was about to undergo tribulation, charging toward the Great Sage barrier. He had long awaited this day. Accumulation and waiting would finally erupt on this day.
This place was called the Emperor Star, full of mists and secrets. Many Great Emperors had come here, leaving immortal imprints, making it suitable for his breakthrough.
Of course, this place was also destined to become a blood-soaked land. Breaking through would not be easy—extremely difficult and painful.
The Great Sage Tribulation!
Ye Fan would face the siege of many Great Emperors. Although these people were at the same realm as him, they were all the strongest throughout the ages. One misstep could cost him his life.
"Big Brother, you must be careful." Little Nannan waved, watching him depart into the vast heavens.
This was naturally a major event, of great significance. It would be the greatest crisis Ye Fan had ever faced in his life. From Severing the Dao to becoming a Saint, then transforming into a Saint King, it grew increasingly difficult.
Even as powerful as Ye Fan, he was risking his life. The further he went, the more dangerous it became. One slight mistake, and he might completely vanish, turning to dust.
Having accumulated until this day, he believed he was prepared to take that step. But Ye Tong, Li Tian, and others were all tense, watching closely.
The entire Ziwei Star Domain felt a suffocating pressure, weighing on everyone's hearts. All couldn't help but look up at the sky, but it was too far to see anything.
"Is it related to the Sacred Body? Someone saw him leave his seclusion place, rushing toward the outer domain."
"Is he leaving? This plague god is finally going!"
"Alas, what a pity. The Imperial Artifacts of our Ziwei Star Domain are all lost. The ancient Great Sage has also traveled far. Otherwise, how could this be the result?"
...
Boom!
Suddenly, a thunderclap shocked the world. Lightning flashed and thunder roared beyond the domain. The sun was obscured, terrifying as if the world were ending. Everyone trembled.
"What's happening?" This was everyone's question. Fear filled their hearts, feeling as if doomsday had arrived, crushing them until they could barely breathe.
At this moment, light radiated everywhere, overwhelming the mortal world. Countless laws interwove beyond the domain. Lightning was like an ocean, surging violently. There were even roars, as if ancient Great Emperors had been resurrected.
"The gods and demons of antiquity have revived! What's happening to this world? Beams of light are rising everywhere. The residual formations of ancient Great Emperors are all awakening. Why?"
On the Ziwei Star Domain, various phenomena appeared on this day, all like raging waves, shaking people's hearts.
Ye Fan was undergoing tribulation. The cold, dark universe was filled with vast lightning, completely transformed. He was far enough from the living ancient star, yet the lightning still covered the Ziwei sky.
Beyond the domain, various meteorites turned to dust. Nearby small stars directly exploded. In this violent lightning, nothing remained.
Taiyin, Taiyang, Eternal Universe, Void, Amitabha, Xue Yueqing...
One Great Emperor after another manifested. One ancient Supreme Being after another appeared, taking the form of Great Sages, displaying their imprints from that realm, charging over.
Ye Fan was almost beaten to death. Although his Past Self and Dao Self shared the burden, allowing his true body to evade at critical moments, facing so many Great Emperors in succession still nearly destroyed his form and spirit.
This was more dangerous than the last Saint King Tribulation. It was simply a path of death!
In this battle, outsiders could hardly imagine how Ye Fan persisted. His physical body had long been shattered. At the most dangerous moment, his bones were completely crushed, his flesh evaporated, leaving only a single drop of blood.
And his primordial spirit nearly extinguished several times, like a candle in a strong wind, about to fall into eternal darkness at any moment.
His life fire was about to dry up. His life had reached its end. Before such a world-shaking tribulation, nothing was useful. The will, faith, and everything that kept him alive were almost dissolved.
Too brutal. Ye Fan was practically dead. The Presence Secret barely operated, regenerating from a single drop of blood, summoning broken bones for reorganization.
Walking on the edge of death, fighting against the various Great Emperors, then charging into one Emperor palace after another, fighting until he went mad, until he was about to collapse.
Having experienced so many battles in his life, Ye Fan had never faced a day as dangerous as this. Saying "nine deaths and one life" was too understated. It was truly seeking a thread of life amidst ten thousand deaths.
The cauldron shattered and reformed, imprinting Chaos runes, permeated with his own laws and order chains.
This cauldron was shattered countless times. Its internal deity, like Ye Fan, nearly fell into eternal damnation, forever lost in darkness.
On this day, the Ziwei Star Domain wailed with ghosts and howled with spirits. All the gods and demons of antiquity appeared—the laws and order of ancient times, the residual imprints left by countless powerhouses.
The whole world was shocked!
In the end, the various Saints soared into the high heavens, witnessing Ye Fan's final struggle. All were stunned.
"Boom!"
The star river dimmed. The lightning sea exploded. Everything vanished. Only a pool of blood remained in the field...