# Chapter 1645: Another Era
Ye Fan emerged, and the Imperial Pass shook!
On the highest level of the Sky-Piercing Tower, atop a platform like a severed mountain, a group of people were shocked. This was absolutely the most significant event in the decade's records.
The man who had once fought bloody battles against ancient supremes in the Forbidden Zones of Life had returned. What did this mean? Regardless, it made people uneasy and wary.
One after another, gazes turned toward him—familiar and unfamiliar alike. Killing intent surged like an ocean, battle spirit soaring to the clouds!
Ye Fan's reappearance gave him a feeling of being an enemy to the entire world.
He faced it calmly. He had experienced too much on the battlefield, having fought life-and-death battles against supreme emperors like Stone Emperor and Reincarnation Lord. Even now, encountering someone stronger than him would not stir any great waves.
"I say, why are you all so enthusiastic? Ye Hei hasn't fought you in years, but there's no need for this—we just met." The Big Black Dog stood upright, hands behind its back, wearing a teng snake leather golden pants below and a flood dragon leather silver vest above, shining brilliantly.
It continued: "So enthusiastic, but I really have nothing to entertain you with. How about this—I'll give you all these pots of Dao Source Tea that you consider divine treasures."
Damn!
Many people were furious. This dog was too hateful. With one word from its mouth, it could ruin a path and ruin people's moods—a true "tireless ruiner of others," having reached a certain realm.
"Come, come, come. Joy in meeting. All friends old and new, drink this cup of wine—no, tea. Happy reunion. This Emperor is truly delighted. I've missed you all so much!"
Damn it, bringing up the very thing they didn't want mentioned! A group of people wanted to skin him alive. Today would surely leave behind a huge joke. This dog had ruined a path, likely to be recorded in history, and they would become laughingstocks in the mouths of future generations.
Their faces alternated between pale and green. With a whoosh, someone made a move, unable to bear this infuriating Big Black Dog. A flying knife transformed into a demonic light and slashed down.
Light flashed, and Ye Fan moved. He extended two fingers and caught the blade, letting it tremble at his fingertips, unable to advance a single inch.
"Brother Ye, it's been many years. We meet again today." Yao Guang wore a gentle smile on his face. He was undeniably a handsome man, like a Sun God Son, radiating a special brilliance all over, even the tips of his hair flowing with golden light.
Behind him, Mo Wentian stood expressionless, a sharp glint occasionally flashing in his eyes. Ye Fan had once captured him and made him do hard labor. Although he had spared his life, his path forward was essentially cut off.
"Dao Brother, weren't you ill? With hidden injuries in your body, you should be recuperating properly. Why have you come to the Sole True Path?" someone said.
"Ah, yes. With injuries, you should rest well. We still hope you recover soon, hahaha..." another person laughed loudly.
It seemed like a greeting, but the meaning was obvious. It lacked sincerity, with thorns hidden in the tone. The cold sneers on their faces confirmed these people's attitudes.
"Growing bored staying in one place, I had to come out for a walk. Otherwise, I'd truly be completely ruined. And I thought I'd drop by to see old and new friends." Ye Fan responded calmly.
"Senior Ye must take care of himself. This Sole True Path is very chaotic. I think you, venerable sir, should find a safe place to recuperate for a thousand years. When your Dao cultivation is truly restored, then return in full force. Who could contend with you then? Heh, us juniors would just retreat directly."
"Your Dao cultivation hasn't recovered and you've come already? Too impatient!" someone said very directly, lacking even pretense, but they were carefully watching Ye Fan's hand that had caught the flying knife.
"The Heavenly Court has been fine all these years, hasn't it? A name with such boldness must surely have corresponding foundations." The youngest son of the Divine Court Lord said with a light laugh. Considering his background and origins, these words carried a sharp edge.
"Thanks to your blessings, it's doing quite well." Behind him, a group from the Heavenly Court sneered. Their expressions and hidden strange looks made the Little Imperial Lord feel a bit uneasy. He instinctively sensed something had happened.
The more they laughed, the more uncertain he felt. Especially when he saw Black Emperor's greedy gaze and gleaming white teeth, the Little Imperial Lord became even more irritated. Was he being treated as a fat sheep?
Ye Fan hadn't come here to kill, nor did he have the mood for it. He mainly came to see if his disciples and old friends were well. Standing at a different height, looking back suddenly, he found it all quite uninteresting.
Of course, if someone provoked him, he wouldn't show any mercy.
"They say the Sacred Body is extraordinary, having once had the ambition to fight supremes. I wonder what role you actually played in that battle. Daoist Ye, can you tell us about your experience back then?" someone asked.
"There's nothing to say about that battle. It was entirely blood and slaughter. Anyone interested can only experience it through life-and-death confrontation." Ye Fan said.
This made everyone's breath catch. He had backing. Even with his Dao cultivation unrecovered, a half-crippled body was still this domineering, making people wary.
"Stop with the useless talk. Since you're here, show us a thing or two. Otherwise, get the hell out!" The Mighty Sacred Spirit's arrogance soared to the sky. Mainly, he was filled with rage. Drinking foot-washing water had infuriated him to the point of exploding, and he couldn't do anything about that dog.
"Don't say that. The Sacred Body has achievements. All races and clans are grateful for his goodness. Saying that would make you guilty of mistreating a hero." The Imperial Lord's son said blandly.
"Yes, no matter what, the Human Clan Sacred Body's reputation is not small. Everyone must respect him. There's no reasoning about it. You and I cannot harm him." A Roc Sparrow in human form, with Divine Demon wings on its back, spoke coldly.
"Everyone, take it easy. Even if there's conflict and you want to spar, don't hurt our hero. He's a Sacred Body, can't afford to be injured." A woman from the Fox Clan said. She was a true fox spirit, alluring beyond measure, with countless charms. On this path, her reputation for beauty was widespread.
It could be said that if anyone was most famous for charm and appearance on the Imperial Path, she could definitely rank in the top five. She truly had a group of supporters and extremely high popularity.
This woman was usually not to be spoken ill of or insulted, otherwise several big shots would stand up for her. In fact, her cultivation was also very strong, but her intention in coming here to befriend the heroes was greater than the meaning of contending on the Imperial Path. She was planning for the future.
"Everyone, say a few less words." Green Poem Fairy said bitterly. She was also a peerless fairy, welcomed here. She had dealt with Ye Fan before and deeply understood his style of conduct. Since he had come, he was absolutely unafraid of the heroes.
And at this moment, everyone suddenly fell silent because they discovered that the Big Black Dog was looking at them sideways with a white-eyed gaze, an arrogant expression as if looking down on all living beings, as if they were country bumpkins.
Everyone felt something was wrong. This white-eyed wolf—no, white-eyed dog—what was it planning?
Suddenly, a sharp aura pierced their bones. People discovered that Ye Fan had disappeared from his spot and directly appeared before the Mighty Sacred Spirit. He grabbed one of its arms. With a crack, blood sprayed, and the arm broke off.
"Puff"
Then, Ye Fan flicked his finger, striking the Mighty Sacred Spirit's skull. The Immortal Platform inside cracked. It screamed and fell off the high platform, rolling continuously.
It had told Ye Fan to show a thing or two or get the hell out. And indeed, it only took two moves—its body was crippled, its Immortal Platform destroyed.
Ye Fan took another step. Everyone's expressions changed. This aura was too oppressive. The Mighty Sacred Spirit was about to take that step and become a Quasi-Emperor, yet it was crippled without any suspense.
"Ah..."
The Roc Sparrow Clan Great Sage screamed in agony as Ye Fan stomped and shattered its magical artifact. Its body was kicked apart in midair, flying backward mixed with a rain of blood, clearly also crippled.
"No!" The alluring Fox Clan beauty's face turned pale as she cried out. Ye Fan grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up. This posture was very ugly, like a war god holding a little chick.
"Puff"
Blood light exploded. Ye Fan's palm and fingers exerted force. She burst open on the spot, becoming a cloud of blood mist. Another prominent figure was crippled.
This scene shocked everyone. Too strong, no suspense at all. Everyone instantly lost confidence? Was this really the half-crippled Sacred Body? With his Dao cultivation gone, he was still this terrifying.
The Great Demon King of the Imperial Path, the roadblock killer of the heroes!
Ye Fan had arrived, rising again. Everyone knew this was a declaration. Another era had come, and it would belong to the Sacred Body, Ye Fan.
"Who the hell dares bully my brother? You think just because Ye Zi's Dao cultivation is gone, you scum can do whatever you want? I'm here now. All of you, get lost!"
In the midst of the heroes' silence, when not a sound could be heard, a thunderous voice rang out, shaking people's ears and hearts until they ached, as if their Immortal Platforms were about to crack. Rolling demonic aura surged into the Sky-Piercing Tower.
A figure like an iron tower appeared. His height was almost inhuman. He seemed like a heavenly demon, so imposing that people were in awe.
His arms were thicker than two of others' legs tied together. His muscles were strong, gleaming with bronze light. His thick black hair flowed like a waterfall. His eyes were as dazzling and intimidating as divine lamps.
"Demon Lord Pang Bo!"
Many people cried out in surprise, revealing his identity.
"Ye Zi, you've finally come. You're still alive. I've been waiting so painfully!" Pang Bo roared, striding over with big steps. His tiger eyes held hot tears, genuine emotion showing through.
They came from the same homeland and were the best of friends. After stepping onto the starry sky, their sincere friendship had been tested by life and death. That kind of friendship filled with hot tears and hot blood was the truest.
Ye Fan was also moved as he went to meet him. Having experienced so much, being able to meet again alive was truly not easy.
Pang Bo gave him a bear hug. His physique was too large. Ye Fan punched him, producing a clanging sound. Truly a Demon Lord's precious body, living up to its name.
"Who the hell dares to target Ye Zi? Who dares disrespect him? Ask me, Pang Bo, if I'll allow it! Anyone who doesn't want to die, get the hell out! I'll blast you to pieces!" After the two separated, Pang Bo roared.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Many thought to themselves, Big brother, first understand the situation. It's not that we want to bully him. This Sacred Body is about to rise again, crushing us until we have no temper left.
"Big demon, you've finally come!" Dongfang Ye laughed loudly as he approached.
"I went to the Bloody Battlefield and just returned to the city. Savage, who provoked us? We'll kill them all!" Pang Bo said domineeringly.
Ye Fan smiled and shook his head, but he also moved. In an instant, he disappeared, tore through the void, and returned holding the Imperial Lord's son.
"Don't kill me. I come from the Divine Court." He had long been stunned. What kind of strength was Ye Fan's? He had absolutely touched the Quasi-Emperor realm, or perhaps already was one. Otherwise, how could he kill Great Sage Peak experts like cutting vegetables?
"You're very noisy. You were showing off endlessly just now. You deserve a beating!" Black Emperor stuck its big head over and said.
"Slap!"
Ye Fan laid him horizontally in the void and slapped down, like disciplining a naughty, disobedient child, spanking his bottom.
"You... dare treat me like this!" Xuanyu roared, almost exploding with rage. He was the youngest son of the Divine Court Imperial Lord. Who dared insult him like this?
"It's only right for your uncle to spank you. Go back and tell your father that today we disciplined his child for him." Li Tian said.
Xuanyu spat out a mouthful of blood, a foul breath he had been holding in, injuring his heart and spirit. He was at the Great Sage Peak, in the realm of ultimate sublimation, and his age was not younger than Ye Fan's, yet he was being treated like a junior. Utter humiliation.
Only those of sufficiently high realm could act with such self-importance. Thinking of this result, his body suddenly turned cold. Could it be... the Sacred Body had truly become a Quasi-Emperor? Had his guess come true?
Not just him, but everyone was stunned. All were dumbfounded. The half-crippled Sacred Body had crossed that threshold. This would definitely shock the ancient path!
"Big nephew, do you submit or not?" Li Heishui asked.
Pang Bo understood what had happened and directly slapped him a few more times before waving his hand, saying, "You don't learn good things. You insist on asking for trouble, deliberately making us hit you."
"Master!"
Someone shouted. Two figures appeared side by side—Ye Tong and Yang Xi. They had also returned from their training grounds, both extremely excited.
Their bodies were stained with blood, clearly having experienced life-and-death battles. They had walked from the Flying Immortal Battlefield to here, undergoing many trials of life and death. It hadn't been easy.
Now seeing Ye Fan again, both bore some traces of time on them, but they had also become tougher. Otherwise, they wouldn't have survived until now.
"Master, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. Have you recovered? Let's, master and disciples, just sweep this entire path clean." Yang Xi was outspoken and directly shouted out, making everyone's expressions change drastically.
"Good, finally a small reunion." Black Emperor said, looking very gratified. Ye Tong, Ji Chengdao, and these children had all been raised and taught by it.
"Yao Guang, Yin Tiande, don't you want to fight me? Come ahead if you dare. Divine Lord, I don't want to waste words. Release Chengdao's mother. Don't force me to personally visit the God Clan!"
Ye Fan's words were simple, and his voice wasn't very loud, but they shook everyone's hearts, making them beat violently, almost leaping out of their throats.
Di Tian's face was pale. He clutched the Dao Source in his hand. Looking back, time seemed to be an instant, but the path was already so far. That figure could no longer be caught up to.
His hand holding the Dao Source trembled slightly. For the first time in his life, he felt this powerless. A Quasi-Emperor! Someone had stepped into that realm while half-crippled.
Green Poem Fairy, Xin Lan, and others also had complex expressions. They hadn't expected that Ye Fan, who had barely survived and was already crippled, hadn't had his path cut off. Instead, he had advanced triumphantly, reaching the peak. The Great Demon God became even more silent. All who had known him before opened their mouths but couldn't say a single word.
A note about updates: Recently, there's been one chapter per day because of the New Year. Chen Dong also wants to relax a bit, spend time with family, and enjoy the holiday atmosphere. Even with one chapter, several brothers have given red gifts, making me feel ashamed. Thank you. I'll resume two chapters on the eighth day of the new year. That's coming soon. Then I'll work hard and give everyone a good final stretch. Truly thank you to all brothers and sisters who support Zhe Tian.