# Chapter 1615: God Among Gods
In recent days, roars occasionally came from the battlefield. Even though many people had their cultivation stripped away and were severely suppressed, their voices still possessed terrifying penetrating power.
Vaguely, Ye Fan heard names like Tai Chu, Yao Guang, Zhang Bairen, Jin Chanzi, Yin Tiande, as if someone was shouting, calling out something.
Before long, he heard some more voices.
"When my master emerges, who can rival him?" Someone still had residual divine power, vibrating it out, rumbling through the mountains.
And near that light gate, over a dozen figures stood guard. It had become their sacred ground, forbidding outsiders from entering!
"He's not fighting alone. There are factions, followers appearing?" Ye Fan murmured.
By now, he could confirm that his guess was correct. This was the Sole True Path, the ultimate battlefield for contending on the Emperor's Road!
And he had entered early, without needing the crystal stele's summons before that majestic pass. He was already waiting ahead on the path. Recalling that this star was called the First Tribulation Star, this might be the First Emperor Pass, a place everyone must fight for.
"A Great Sage has come out!" Someone exclaimed.
It was an old Daoist, belonging to this star. He had once entered to seize immortal fortune, and had indeed opened an ancient cave dwelling. But in the end, he was nearly killed, covered in blood, escaping with his life by a hair's breadth.
"Cang Yu Daoist. It's said his true form is a savage bird with Phoenix blood flowing through it. After tempering his flesh and blood, he became even stronger upon transforming into human form. Who would have thought he'd be so severely wounded!"
Everyone was astonished.
A group of experts stepped forward to guard him, preventing any assassination attempts, because after leaving the battlefield, one's cultivation wouldn't recover for months or even years.
The demon clan old Daoist departed under everyone's protection, his face ashen. Before leaving, he revealed quite a bit of information, leaving people stunned.
This era was different from the past. Too many people had come, surpassing previous times. Cang Yu Daoist estimated it was at least ten times more than before. This number left many speechless.
Moreover, the people of this era were very powerful, each defying heaven. He had seen some creatures of unknown races, unstoppable, relying solely on their physical bodies to easily tear apart Great Sages.
Deep within the battlefield, it was extremely brutal. Blood rain splattered everywhere, a scene of hell on earth.
"Some ancient seals on the peaks hold great wonders. They might be the greatest immortal fortune!"
Every mountain imprinted with ancient seal script might signify an immortal opportunity, or seal an ancient stele inscription recording ancient inheritances, even imperial lineages.
Mainly because too many people had come in the past, including Imperial Sons and Imperial Dao successors. After their deaths, fragments of their Great Dao had transformed into seals, leaving behind some imprints.
Additionally, this place grew bizarre immortal objects. Underground, there were blood crystals and divine marrow. Legend said they were formed after supreme beings died, nourished by earth veins, containing Dao fragments that could extend lifespan and enhance understanding of laws and insights.
As for divine metals, they weren't absent either. How could those who came here be ordinary? Throughout the ages, countless experts had died, their weapons broken or shattered. All their relics were sealed here.
"Never touch those light gates. It will bring deadly disaster!" This was Cang Yu Daoist's final warning before leaving.
The light gate carried a power. Once opened, it only recognized the opener's imprint. Anyone wanting to pass through needed their permission, or they would be obliterated.
Unless you could shatter it with overwhelming force!
And at this moment, the light gate's transformation continued. The mountain there was swelling, the light gate perched on its peak, and pavilions and towers began to appear.
Then, beams of light mist emerged, guarding the area. Vaguely, one could see that the majestic heavenly pass behind the light gate provided energy, protecting those regions.
An unshakeable fortress!
In a few days, dozens of sects had appeared in the Soaring Immortal Battlefield. Each immortal gate represented a lineage, all under the light gate's protection, making it difficult for outsiders to attack.
Ye Fan had already recognized the heavenly pass behind the immortal gate. It was the majestic pass of the Sole True Path he had seen before. Back then, he had only seen a magnificent gate tower, but now it was fully manifested.
Clearly, those who had inscribed their names on the crystal wall had entered the majestic pass, descending from there to fight here.
Only the most powerful heroes could possess an immortal gate. Each gate belonged exclusively to one person, requiring their consent to pass through. Now, the Emperor Pass, through the light gates, had turned those areas into one fortress after another, difficult to breach.
"Is this to let different factions wage long-term warfare here, able to survive and operate? It's like one sect after another, and those areas are pure lands one after another." After understanding this, Ye Fan felt the Soaring Immortal Battlefield would be extremely brutal.
Before long, an early-entering native expert—Azure Dragon—also came out. Though covered in blood, he had gained greatly. He had successfully killed two people and would re-enter after a short rest.
"Inside, there are insights from Ancient Emperors and Great Emperors, their life experiences. If obtained, even if you don't follow their path to enlightenment, becoming a Quasi-Emperor is absolutely no problem!"
This was undoubtedly sensational, making people understand why some insisted on building light gates. Those experts seemed intent on staying long-term, because supreme treasures were buried here.
Here, on the Emperor's Road, some powerful figures would eventually have a dozen or even dozens of followers, all competitors subdued along the way.
Because some were too strong, making others see no hope, willingly following.
Now, in just a few days, some extraordinary talents already had a dozen or more followers.
"The more I understand, the more awe I feel. This place has peerless immortal fortune, but it's not for us." Big Beard sighed.
These days, their group was unwavering, reporting daily to watch.
Bai Ye also stood with them, his blood boiling every day, longing for that kind of power, filled with desire, staring ahead.
"Look, that low hill ahead has a seal. So close, but unfortunately, we dare not enter." Big Beard said frankly.
Ye Fan had watched for many days, his expression calm, making no move. But now, he stepped forward, about to set foot in the Soaring Immortal Battlefield.
"Hey, where are you going? Your body isn't healed yet." Bai Ye called out, rushing over to block his way.
"It's fine. I'm just going to take a look, walk around." Ye Fan said.
"But... your body. You were strong before, but now you can't even fly." He thought Ye Fan was seriously injured.
Ye Fan shook his head, said nothing more, and strode into the Soaring Immortal Battlefield without pausing.
Behind him, Big Beard and the others widened their eyes, hardly believing it. After many days, they had always thought Ye Fan was an ordinary person. Who would have thought this sickly youth was so bold, directly entering?
When divine beings descended, those outside dared not set foot unless they were Great Sages. Otherwise, they had no qualification to enter and would only be hunted.
"Heavens, he's heading for the seal on that low hill!" The young woman beside Big Beard exclaimed.
After Ye Fan climbed the mountain, he touched the symbol with his hand, but got no response. Nothing special manifested.
Without hesitation, simple and direct, he struck down with his palm, shattering the seal. The ancient seal burst with sky-piercing light, shaking the entire land!
Rocks flew through the air. The low hill's peak was leveled by him, boulders rolling down, leaving the place in ruins.
Behind him, the group was dumbfounded, eyes wide, each shaken, as if seeing the most unbelievable thing.
That was an ancient seal in the Soaring Immortal Battlefield! And he directly obliterated it. This... was truly too ferocious!
Even Great Sages might not be able to do this with pure strength, right? They remembered others carefully comprehending and studying.
But this person was so direct, simple and brutal, crushing everything with force.
"Too ferocious!" A young man said.
"It is... too ferocious!" Big Beard echoed. The group was already stunned, muttering this instinctive feeling.
After Ye Fan's palm leveled the mountain peak and obliterated the ancient seal, a weapon was revealed here, belonging to a peak Great Sage, stained with blood, still not dry.
He picked up this ancient, unadorned blade and found its inner deity dead, but it contained an obscure essence—a passage of scripture, very profound.
He silently comprehended for a moment, then turned and walked out of the battlefield, shaking off the blood on the ancient blade, throwing it to Big Beard and the others.
"This is... for us?" They were stunned again.
What kind of person was this? This was an immortal opportunity, yet he gave it away so casually, not caring at all.
Big Beard and the others picked it up, extremely excited, looking left and right. Finding no one—others had already rushed far away, where battles raged at the battlefield's edge.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
Suddenly, from another direction, heavy footsteps came. The earth shook continuously. A silver behemoth charged over, of unknown race, resembling a fierce tiger, covered in silver scales, with a brilliant single horn on its head.
Ye Fan's destruction of the ancient seal had sent light soaring into the sky, alerting an expert who came directly, saying nothing, engaging immediately.
On the Emperor's Road, one had to defeat everyone in this area, ultimately treading on the bones of heroes to reach the peak.
The Silver Scale Tiger was at the Great Sage realm, stained with blood, having clearly killed more than one person. Its physique was too strong, giving it a great innate advantage here.
However, the result of this battle was unexpected. When Ye Fan saw it charging with its silver-white horn, capable of tearing apart Great Sage bodies, he stood motionless. At the last moment, he punched down.
"Crack!"
That Great Sage horn was broken. This was a divine horn even more powerful than a Great Sage artifact, extremely rare in the world, hard to find even a few. It was so easily snapped, leaving people stunned.
"Roar..."
The divine tiger roared, spitting out a burst of immortal light from its mouth. Its cultivation hadn't been completely severed, and it launched a lethal strike, trying to kill Ye Fan.
Unfortunately, the result of this battle made it despair, and the dozen or so people watching outside the battlefield were horrified. Ye Fan was simple and direct, his methods seemingly crude but devastatingly effective.
Boom!
The immortal light was scattered by a single fist.
"Pfft"
The Silver Scale Tiger took repeated heavy blows, flew sideways, and directly exploded, blood rain scattering.
Behind, Bai Ye, Big Beard, and the others were all stunned, mouths wide open, big enough to fit half a fist.
Ye Fan extracted a divine pearl from the silver tiger's body and handed it to Bai Ye. The youth couldn't guide heaven and earth essence into his body, couldn't embark on the path of cultivation. Holding this Tiger God Pearl directly for cultivation would ensure no lack of spiritual energy.
Of course, he'd have to discard it after a few months, because this pearl had temporarily lost its Great Sage aura. After a few months, it might recover, which would be disastrous for the youth.
"Who is that person? A true heavenly god!" Big Beard and the others didn't snap out of it until Ye Fan had left, his back almost disappearing into the battlefield, then they exclaimed.
If not for the shattered divine tiger corpse still lying ahead, they would have suspected they were dreaming.
Before leaving, Ye Fan only said one sentence, asking them to take care of Bai Ye. This made the group both excited and thrilled. A youth more ferocious than a "divine being" entrusting them with such a task was an honor and an opportunity.
"Divine being, no, god among gods, we will definitely do it. We'll watch for you here, expecting you to sweep the Soaring Immortal Battlefield!" Big Beard and the others shouted.
Although Ye Fan had lost his divine power, with Dao fragments sealed in his flesh and blood, he still possessed extreme speed. His physical body was too strong, as if this world couldn't contain him. He turned into a bolt of lightning, skimming the ground.
Soon, he saw a giant mountain. There, a divine gate shone, and on the surrounding peaks, one temple after another appeared, majestic and solemn.
This was a Buddhist monastery!
A young monk sat cross-legged in the light gate, shrouded in divine light, like an immortal Buddha, transcending the mortal world. His white monk's robe fluttered, carrying a detachment in the glow, unstained by dust.
Jin Chanzi, an extremely powerful figure.
Ye Fan didn't climb the mountain. He paused briefly, then left.
On the mountain peak, before the sacred temple, a woman saw his back. Her expression shook violently, and she murmured, "I seem to have seen someone who shouldn't exist in this world."
She was Jue Youqing, once the top young expert of the Western Desert Buddhist Sect, once equal to Northern Emperor Wang Teng. At that time, her fame and strength far surpassed Ye Fan's. On the Stellar Ancient Path, she met Jin Chanzi and became one of his followers.
Inside the light gate, Jin Chanzi opened his eyes. He was stabilizing the light gate, using the Emperor Pass's power behind it to manifest numerous temples and mountain gates.
Jue Youqing shook her head, saying, "I must have been mistaken. It's definitely not him. He died three hundred years ago at the hands of an ancient supreme being. Even if an immortal came, he couldn't be saved."
Ye Fan walked through the Soaring Immortal Battlefield, passing many places. During this time, two more battles occurred, but none could stop his forward pace.
Another divine mountain. On it was a light gate, evolving into rows of Daoist temples. A Daoist sat cross-legged, as if overlooking all living beings, with over a dozen followers around him.
Jiu Jie Daoist, an extremely powerful figure, was now looking down at a young man below who claimed to be Yao Guang's disciple. His eyes were deep, calm and unruffled.
Finally, the strong from Yao Guang's lineage descended the mountain. The two sides wouldn't clash for a short time. There were too many experts. The strongest didn't want to meet and fight too early.
Because, not only here, but in that Emperor Pass, there were too many opportunities to contend for. At this stage, guarding the light gate and stabilizing the two-realm passage was most important.
In the future, whether coming here for life-and-death battles or going to the Emperor Pass to compete for scriptures, inheritances, and other resources, they would all need this passage connecting the two realms.
"How is he exactly like that person from the past? You... who are you?!" When Yao Guang's disciple left Jiu Jie Daoist's mountain gate, he saw Ye Fan on the road and was instantly stunned.
Ye Fan paid no attention, continuing on his original path. This expert shouted, "Stop!"
He caught up, blocking the way, refusing to believe Ye Fan was alive. The Human Clan Sacred Body had fought imperial supremacies and died in the Dark Calamity three hundred years ago. How could he still be alive?
"Is it interesting to impersonate a dead man? Who exactly are you?" He shouted loudly.
"I am the dead man you speak of. Even if Yao Guang came, he wouldn't dare be so presumptuous with me." Ye Fan said calmly, stepping forward. His palm imprinted, sending this hostile person flying sideways, blood splattering through the void.