# Chapter 1785: What Remains
The Chaos Body had reappeared, and the world trembled!
He wanted to challenge the Sacred Body Ye Fan. As soon as the news spread, all directions erupted. It was destined to be a divine battle, a struggle between dragon and tiger that would affect the structure of the great universe.
Before the battle had even begun, chaos was already flowing across all domains. Without confidence, how could one dare to contend with the Sacred Body?
This was anticipated. In the present age, outstanding talents emerged in succession, the great accumulations of ten thousand years all concentrated in one era. People longed to see the most brilliant sparks collide.
Ye Fan had defeated the Demon Emperor and stood supreme within the universe. Now someone still dared to come for a decisive battle—either arrogant beyond measure or truly too powerful.
"Just the three words 'Chaos Body' alone qualify him to challenge!"
"The strongest bloodline in ten thousand years. Once cultivated to the ultimate realm, one would attain the Dao and seek immortality, revered by all in the human world, without equal. Looking forward to this battle!"
In recent years, Ye Fan had been invincible in the universe. Not to mention himself, even others felt it was somewhat monotonous. Now a powerful challenger had appeared, stirring many hearts with excitement.
Before the Southern Heavenly Gate, Yang Xi stood there. The city wall bearing imperial patterns had been swept flat by a single sheet of letter paper, with only a letter inserted into the ground, surrounded by swirling chaos qi.
Upon it was only one word: "War!"
Was the hostility strong? Not exactly. What it displayed was a world-dominating dominance and a belief in supremacy. This person's self-confidence was extremely strong.
"The Chaos Body has finally appeared. What astonishing performance will it show?" Even within the Heavenly Court, there was anticipation.
However, many also felt worry. This physique was called the number one throughout history, perhaps only comparable to the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo. No one could match it.
Ye Fan was very strong. His journey had been filled with glorious achievements, rare throughout the ages. Otherwise, he wouldn't be compared to the young Emperor Venerable.
But the Chaos Body was too famous. It could suppress everything. Coming so forcefully inevitably made people's hearts pound.
The universe was noisy and chaotic. People waited with anticipation.
Ye Fan sat cross-legged in Immortal Mountain, unmoved by the outside world. During this time, he merely dissolved the divine fetus gestating within the Primordial Qi Cauldron, not allowing it to grow. He left the faith power on the altar and took away the cauldron.
Ten days later, Mythological Battlefield.
Everything was silent, without a sound. Ye Fan stood alone, gazing into the depths of the star domain.
The whole world watched, everyone waiting for this battle. But aside from Zhang Bairen, Dao Yi, the Monkey, the Human Demon, and a few others, not many dared to come.
Throughout the star domain, Heavenly Eye Techniques, Observation Divine Arrays, and the like had long been arranged. All major powerful clans hoped to witness this battle.
Boom!
A rumble came from afar. A bolt of lightning tore through the universe, entering the Mythological Battlefield. Chaos qi surged, and another person appeared on the scene.
The moment he appeared, nowhere was calm. The most terrifying great battle was about to begin. Many clenched their fists, even more nervous than those on the field.
His true face could not be seen, only chaos churning. He seemed to stand in an era before heaven and earth were separated. Various runes appeared, ten thousand Daos harmonized, like a sovereign!
"Dang..."
A bell sound shook the universe. Golden Crow Great Emperor appeared, saying, "Fellow Daoists, let us withdraw from this battlefield. The decisive battle is about to begin."
Old Madman, Victory Buddha, Huo Qizi, Divine Venerable, Yin Tiande, and others nodded, all leaving at the first moment. The Mythological Battlefield became even more silent.
Among the outer galaxies, everyone was horrified. This battle was indeed extraordinary. Even a Great Emperor could only maintain order here, not participate.
No matter what, this battle was destined to be recorded in the annals of the strongest divine battles!
"Is the Chaos Body really that powerful?"
Before the decisive battle, people thought of those fragmented legends, nearly annihilated in the Mythological Era. That era had seen a Chaos Body coexisting with the Nine Heavenly Venerables.
This bloodline was hailed as the most terrifying, giving even the ancient Heavenly Venerables headaches and causing them suffering.
Legend had it that if this physique appeared, attaining the Dao was only a matter of time. Sooner or later, it would succeed. And there was no need to worry about someone already having attained the Dao in that era!
Thus, there was a saying that in that era, the Heavenly Venerables and Dao Venerables who lived alongside the Chaos Body were all helpless and had seen blood.
Unfortunately, in a certain era that people knew something about, the Chaos Body failed to grow up and was slain by a Heavenly Venerable on the ascending staircase. That ancient Venerable himself also spilled blood and suffered severe injuries.
Such talent, such battle results—how could they not shock the world?
After the Chaos Body died, its physical form was refined into a peerless grand array, becoming a vessel for the Supreme Being to carve Dao patterns, suppressed in the Big Dipper to pave the path to immortality.
All these rumors revealed the ultimate strength of this physique!
"It's that person!" Zhang Qingyang and Long Yuxuan stood beside Little Pine, letting out exclamations. On the way from Big Dipper to the Heavenly Court, they had seen someone undergoing tribulation. It was this same blurry silhouette, with the same temperament.
At the same time, Ye Fan also recognized his opponent, saying, "It really is you!"
"That's right, I've come. The final battle with you!" Within the chaos qi, that person spoke calmly, without the aggressiveness or arrogance the outside world imagined.
Boom!
Without warning, the battle between the two erupted. Chaos qi spread, flooding the entire battlefield. The outside world could not see through it, unable to witness the battle situation.
That place experienced a great collision, extremely fierce, like an Emperor battle. It made Golden Crow Great Emperor, who was watching, change color several times.
Such a strong Chaos Body, living up to its reputation. Everyone was shaken. The newcomer did not disappoint. In the various great battles of this era, even ancient Heavenly Venerables might not have been this sharp.
"Ao roar..."
As the fierce fighting continued, the chaos qi gradually thinned, and blurry scenes were projected.
A blurry figure moved swiftly like an immortal. Not only did chaos laws shoot out, but various immortal spirits surrounded him, elevating him like an Immortal King.
He charged forward, shaking even the Mythological Battlefield to collapse. Driving Azure Dragon, Hua Snake, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Kunpeng, and various immortal spirits, he attacked and fought Ye Fan.
"So fierce!" Even Huo Qizi, a stubborn and iron-willed person, sighed.
Each immortal spirit was a kind of Great Dao, formed from the most ancient runes and imperial characters. The Chaos Body could drive ten thousand Daos, representing the will of heaven and earth, killing until all things were annihilated.
Ye Fan punched again and again. The Azure Dragon's body, as long as a river of stars, broke apart, dragon blood splattering. The Vermilion Bird wailed, falling as pitifully as a setting sun. The White Tiger roared in grief, its mountain-like body collapsing in a pool of blood...
Ye Fan was cold and merciless. When the Heavenly Emperor Fist was unleashed, the universe collapsed. This combat power intimidated the mortal world.
One after another, massive immortal spirits fell into pools of blood, but they were inexhaustible and never repeated. When these fell, there were still Teng Snake, Immortal Phoenix, Taowu, and others.
The Chaos Body walked proudly, immortal spirits never ceasing around him. His palm slapped down, laws like an ocean, shaking even Ye Fan's body. He began to clash head-on with the Heavenly Emperor Fist.
"What a powerful person! Worthy of the strongest bloodline. His physical body is in no way inferior to the strongest Sacred Body in history. Truly terrifying!"
Everyone was shocked. People discovered that during their great collision, Ye Fan's tiger mouth split open, splashing out traces of blood. This was simply unbelievable.
What made Ye Tong, Huahua, and others breathe a sigh of relief was that this person's fingers were also stained with blood, equally scarred and bleeding from the Heavenly Emperor Fist's pounding.
As for the Great Dao laws, they crashed like monstrous waves between the two. Brilliant light continuously scattered, like immortal flowers blooming, each one extremely resplendent.
"Yao Guang... he... it's actually Yao Guang!"
Everyone was stunned. When the chaos qi thinned, people could hardly believe their eyes. That person revealed his true face—elegant as jade, transcendent above the mortal world. It was actually Yao Guang!
"In that battle back then, wasn't he dead? Killed by Sacred Body Ye Fan at the Fifth Emperor Pass. How did he return alive and become the Chaos Body?"
Many hearts trembled, showing expressions of disbelief, unable to accept this fact. Because many people had witnessed that battle with their own eyes back then.
As the news spread, all races were shaken. Especially the cultivators of the Big Dipper Star Domain, whose emotions were complex. What was going on? In the end, it was him who came to fight Ye Fan!
"I understand. That day, he was merely using Ye Fan to break through his shackles. That demonic body had imprisoned him."
"That's right. Do you still remember the words he spoke that day?"
Everyone's heart trembled. Scenes from back then surfaced in their minds. That day, Yao Guang resolutely went to his death in battle, stained with blood but not fleeing, engaging in a great showdown with Ye Fan.
Because at that time, his path had reached its end point. The demonic body imprisoned his Dao, unable to develop further.
"The final battle—liberation or transcendence, both lie in this final battle."
Those desolate words from that day still rang in people's ears. Only now did they suddenly understand. Even at the point of death, he was describing his own path.
"Yao Guang shall be silent. This Devouring Demon Art, this demonic body, has imprisoned too much. Only Brother Ye can break it." Those were his last words before his fall, words that made people feel bitter.
At that time, there was some solemn and stirring tragedy. Before death, he seemed to cry but not cry, seemed to smile but not smile. There was sadness and joy, a complex expression. Finally, amidst tears, he revealed a sunny smile, waved to everyone, and his flesh and blood body exploded.
So this was the true meaning!
Everyone suddenly understood. Back then, Yao Guang was using Ye Fan's hand to be reborn.
In fact, after his death, his inner origin transformed into six thousand four hundred strands of essence qi, rushing toward the ten desolate corners of the universe. Everyone had seen it. It contained the hope of life.
"Yao Guang!" Ye Fan shouted.
"No, Yao Guang is silent. I am Chaos." He smiled gently, but there was an indescribable loneliness and sorrow that could not be concealed.
"No matter who you are, if you fight me today, you cannot escape defeat and death." Ye Fan said.
"Perhaps. But I still came, because this battle cannot be avoided!" Yao Guang, or perhaps Chaos, was as brilliant as sunlight.
Just this one sentence was enough to express his intention. This battle truly could not be avoided. The two had known each other since youth. Walking all the way, too many things had happened. In the end, they stood on opposite sides. Only one could become the supreme of the mortal world, while the other would fall.
Both were dragons among men, both were rare geniuses throughout the ages, endowed by heaven. But it was destined that one of them would fall.
"Boom!"
The most fierce battle erupted. Above Yao Guang's head appeared a Chaos Cauldron, a four-legged square cauldron. Above Ye Fan's head appeared a Mother Qi Cauldron, a three-legged, two-eared round cauldron.
The two were locked in confrontation, even their weapons similar. Their cauldrons collided, engaging in a great clash.
This battle killed until the sun and moon lost their light, until the mortal world lost its color. Yao Guang completely abandoned his former methods and Dao. Every move was filled with profound principles. Chaos laws emerged, sweeping all directions.
Ye Fan's Dao showed signs of being suppressed. When his techniques were unleashed, they were absorbed by the opponent's chaos light, becoming part of Yao Guang's own power.
Everyone knew that Ye Fan had truly met his match. This battle was destined to be very difficult. The Chaos Body was indeed fearsome. No wonder the legends said that even before attaining the Dao, it made Heavenly Venerables spill blood, nearly dying.
"Kill!"
Ye Fan's eyes shone brightly. His tiger mouth split open, covered in blood. But his will was firm, always advancing forward, killing and smashing.
"Boom!"
Divine power overwhelmed the world. Their earth-shattering strike shattered the Mythological Battlefield into pieces, affecting the outside world. This shocked people. Even the battles of ancient Supremes might not have been this terrifying.
"Both used the All Secret, increasing their combat power tenfold. That's why they produced such a world-shaking strike!" Zhang Bairen sighed.
Yao Guang had also mastered the All Secret. But this secret technique was not necessarily the key to victory. Any technique pushed to its extreme was fearsome. It was just that using them simultaneously at this moment displayed their power.
This battle killed until heaven and earth grew dark. This universe shattered. The Mythological Battlefield was destroyed beyond recognition. They fought for thousands of moves, still evenly matched.
This was the most terrible fierce battle Ye Fan had encountered since he had dominated the world!
Finally, Yao Guang transformed into a Chaos Furnace, charging forward, enveloping Ye Fan, trying to refine him.
And Ye Fan transformed into a cauldron. First, he was refined within the furnace, then he rushed out, absorbing the chaos light into himself, turning it into furnace fire. Hundreds of scriptures roared within his body.
The two fought, constantly tumbling.
This battle lasted an entire day. Its intensity made people tremble. Finally, two blood-soaked figures fell out, their bodies broken and damaged.
"It really is an ending. This time, Yao Guang will be eternally silent." Yao Guang sighed desolately.
"You can survive." Ye Fan said.
Within golden radiance, he was covered in bloodstains, constantly coughing blood. But he smiled, saying, "The universe is vast, but it cannot accommodate both of us at the same time."
Ye Fan was silent.
"This Chaos Body of mine is ultimately flawed. In this life, I can only cultivate to this step." Yao Guang smiled bitterly, as if mocking himself, and also as if informing Ye Fan of a piece of information.
"Pu"
He exploded, blood splashing. Truly withering away. Hard to appear again in the world.
"To have an opponent like you..." Yao Guang's final words were not finished, only lingering sounds echoing in the Mythological Battlefield.
The heavenly wind blew, wailing mournfully. A generation's outstanding talent, Yao Guang, had thus fallen. This ending left many silent.
"Victory Buddha has entered nirvana!" Someone shouted loudly, breaking this silence.
Everyone grieved. At this moment, a hundred emotions intermingled. The death of an outstanding talent, the withering of the older generation—this was the path of cultivators.
The joys and sorrows of the Emperor's path, the battles of the world, composed a resounding war song. It belonged only to one person's glory, burying too many tears and blood.
Watch that person rise, watch that person stand at the peak, watch that person look down upon the world. Behind it lay boundless bones, a long road of blood. Supremacy above and below heaven and earth came with such cruelty.
Opponents, friends and family—when he reached the ultimate brilliance, most had passed away. Looking back, what remains? (To be continued)