# Chapter 256: The Path of the Great Emperor
In the great hall, the faces of those present were not very pleasant. Golden Wing Little Peng King was too ruthless, even Azure-clad Little Jiao King frowned.
"Why bother asking Yan Ruyu? Why not just invite Azure Jiao King out and have him slap that bird-man to death!" Tu Fei said angrily.
He knew this was impossible. Golden Wing Little Peng King had a formidable ancestor who was "unbelievably" powerful, known as Peng King, a giant among the demon clan.
Not to mention Peng King's invincible combat power, just his Heaven Peng Extreme Speed was enough to give all the Saint Lords headaches. He could roam the world freely, and no one could stop him.
Ye Fan also felt quite stifled, wishing he could immediately break into the Four Extremes Secret Realm and then slap Golden Wing Little Peng King to death.
This peng bird was too arrogant. Upon meeting, he wanted to seize the cauldron forged from Mother Qi of All Things. With few words, he directly sought to take Ye Fan's life. Ye Fan had never encountered such a madman before.
However, Golden Wing Little Peng King was indeed powerful. He was at the Four Extremes Secret Realm, his cultivation unfathomably deep, comparable to Holy Son Yao Guang.
"You should just endure it. Among the younger generation, no one is his match. Even if some among the older generation could kill him, they wouldn't dare. If they provoked Old Peng King, it would be a catastrophe," a demon cultivator advised.
"Damn it, this bird-man's background is too formidable. No wonder he dares to attend the Yao Chi gathering and wants to fight Holy Son Yao Guang. He's emboldened," Tu Fei cursed.
"Golden Wing Little Peng King has fought through the younger generation without finding a worthy opponent. He does have the capital to be proud. Saying anything else is useless," a demon clan cultivator shook his head.
The Heaven Peng clan was favored by heaven. Their physical bodies were strong enough to wrestle with dragons and flood dragons. They also possessed extreme speed, unmatched by any race in the world.
Golden Wing Little Peng King had brought out all these advantages. Among those of the same rank, his combat power was unrivaled. His Heaven Peng Extreme Speed was unmatched, and he could even evade divine sense attacks.
Even though Ye Fan had cultivated Old Madman's footwork, he was far inferior to his opponent. He certainly couldn't match Golden Wing Little Peng King's speed, unless he broke into the Four Extremes Secret Realm, only then could he compete in speed.
After all, Old Madman had once used this very footwork to catch up with a king of the Heaven Peng clan.
"Damn it, this bird-man really gets on my nerves!" Tu Fei had a big mouth and spoke without restraint.
"Isn't he just a little bird? Roast him and it's done. Back in the day, this Emperor loved roasting little birds," at that moment, the always silent Big Black Dog muttered quietly.
Ye Fan wanted to kick it. This dead dog was always boasting, but it hadn't shown any performance earlier.
"Human boy, I'm waiting for you outside!" Golden Wing Little Peng King transmitted his voice from outside the palace, then fell completely silent.
Ye Fan stood up, walked to the center of the hall, picked up the strand of golden hair, and wrapped it around his fingertip.
"Kid, are you trying to harm people..." Big Black Dog said suspiciously.
"Shut up!" Ye Fan didn't want this dead dog to guess randomly, so he put the golden hair away.
Great powers like Peacock King and Azure Jiao King didn't have much remaining lifespan. They usually spent their time in seclusion cultivating, so unless something important came up, no one would disturb them.
Although Golden Wing Little Peng King was powerful, he wasn't important enough to ask them to come out of seclusion. Soon, heavenly music came from outside the palace, and Yan Ruyu arrived.
The palace was filled with exotic flowers and brilliant colors. The walls were inlaid with many pearls and beautiful jades, but with Yan Ruyu's arrival, all radiance dimmed.
She appeared to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. Her white dress trailed on the ground, her black hair danced lightly, her long eyelashes trembled, and her eyes seemed misty with water vapor. Like a divine lotus in bloom, her entire being exuded an ethereal aura.
She represented perfection. With every gesture, her grace was unmatched. Flowers lost their color, pearls lost their luster, making all beautiful things seem covered in dust.
"This must be Fairy Yan. There is no other such moving immortal beauty in the world. To have the fortune to meet you today is truly a blessing for three lifetimes." Big Mouth Tu stepped forward, repeatedly flattering and praising her.
"A man needs to be bad," Big Black Dog said very disrespectfully, muttering quietly on the side.
Tu Fei's forehead was covered in black lines, but he couldn't lose his temper. He eagerly invited Yan Ruyu to sit down, as if he were the host here.
Not to mention him, even the few young demon clan experts present, who often saw Yan Ruyu, were momentarily dazed. Everyone would appreciate and yearn for perfect things.
"Fairy Yan, we meet again," Ye Fan greeted.
Yan Ruyu smiled and nodded gently in response. "Little Brother Ye, your cultivation progress is remarkably fast. Congratulations are in order."
"What's there to congratulate? Little Brother Ye has run into big trouble. He's been targeted by a madman. Golden Wing Little Peng King wants to take his life," Tu Fei got straight to the point.
"Why?" Yan Ruyu's every frown and smile were moving. Her voice was like heavenly music, very pleasant to hear.
"Golden Wing Little Peng King has set his sights on Little Brother Ye's Primordial Mother Qi Root. He wants to seize it and take his life," Tu Fei said indignantly.
"Heavenly sacred objects move people's hearts. Even if it weren't Golden Wing Little Peng King, someone else would have made a move," Yan Ruyu said, her beautiful eyes shimmering. She had experienced such things herself.
The expressions of the few young demon clan experts present were somewhat unnatural. Although they sat here, they indeed had other thoughts in their hearts.
"You carry a sacred object, so naturally you will attract covetous eyes. You should cultivate in seclusion," Yan Ruyu said.
She didn't say that Ye Fan shouldn't have come here, but it was equivalent to pointing out that the cave dwelling of the demon clan great power was not a safe haven for him.
Back then, when Ye Fan burned the Ji Family's Supreme Elder to death in the Southern Domain, the cauldron forged from Mother Qi of All Things had already been exposed.
As long as he revealed his true form, no matter where he was, he would definitely be targeted.
However, this time he had no choice. He needed to enter the demon clan's important ground in his true form and get close to some old acquaintances. Otherwise, there was no way to find out about Pang Bo's whereabouts.
Azure-clad Little Jiao King said, "Brother Peng has gone too far. When the time comes, I ask the fairy to help and try to persuade him."
Yan Ruyu's identity was extraordinary. She was a descendant of the Demon Clan Great Emperor, and her own cultivation was incredibly astonishing. Two years ago in the Southern Domain, she had fought the Ji Family's Divine King Physique to a draw.
"I'll try to convince him," Yan Ruyu nodded.
Outside the palace, the mountains and rivers were beautiful. Scenery was everywhere: strange rocks, long-lived pines, mist, and waterfalls, all magnificent.
The mountain had many halls and pavilions. Opposite was an emerald mountain covered with ancient, sturdy pines. At the mountain's summit was a pavilion surrounded by long-lived pines. Golden Wing Little Peng King and several demon cultivators sat inside, drinking together.
Azure-clad Little Jiao King, Yan Ruyu, Ye Fan, Tu Fei, and others flew over and landed. Golden Wing Little Peng King suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed on Ye Fan, killing intent spreading like a tide.
"What are you doing?" Yan Ruyu parted her red lips and asked.
Golden Wing Little Peng King cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, Fairy Yan. I want to take the Mysterious Yellow Source Root!" He didn't hide anything and directly stated his intention.
"Ye Fan is an old acquaintance of mine and my guest. You're going too far," Yan Ruyu said, standing on the mountain peak, her white dress fluttering as if she might ride the wind away.
"Our demon clan has always respected the strong. What connection does the fairy have with a wasteland abandoned body like him? Don't deceive me," Golden Wing Little Peng King said, his golden hair flying and his eyes like lightning.
"He is an old acquaintance of mine. I don't want you to make things difficult for him," Yan Ruyu stood quietly.
"You are a descendant of the Great Emperor, with the sacred blood of the demon clan flowing in your veins. You shouldn't have any dealings with a waste. Let me kill him and cut off this unnecessary karma for the princess!" Golden Wing Little Peng King's words were firm, and his killing intent suddenly rose.
"Damn it, this bird-man is a madman!" Tu Fei cursed quietly.
"That's enough! What kind of reasoning is this!" Yan Ruyu's expression turned displeased. "He is my friend. What does that have to do with his cultivation level?"
"He carries a sacred object like the Primordial Mother Qi Root. Now that he appears in our demon clan's important ground, it's heaven's will. This object should fall into my hands," Golden Wing Little Peng King showed no sign of backing down.
"So you're saying, for your own selfish desires, you want to kill my friend?!" Yan Ruyu's flawless face showed a hint of cold smile.
"That's not how I'd put it. I have the ambition to become a Great Emperor. If I obtain this object and forge an Extreme Weapon in the future, it will be equivalent to strengthening our demon clan!" Golden Wing Little Peng King's words were absolutely firm. His golden hair danced wildly, and two sharp beams of light shot from his eyes.
"Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue? How many Great Emperors have there been since ancient times? Someone like you, a madman, could never become one!" Big Mouth Tu sneered.
"Right now, I've fought through the younger generation of the Eastern Wasteland without defeat. I'm already comparable to the Great Emperors when they were young!" Golden Wing Little Peng King's eyes shot out two cold beams, looking at Tu Fei as if he were a dead man. "I can kill you in three moves. You can come and try!"
A crazy killing intent showed in his eyes. He strode forward, really intending to take Tu Fei's life, with an air of supremacy.
Big Mouth Tu was furious. He had fought with the Holy Maiden of Yao Guang for a long time and could still protect himself, yet Golden Wing Little Peng King claimed he could kill him in three moves. This was truly stifling. He gritted his teeth and said, "Madman!"
But he still held back his impulse and didn't rush over, because Golden Wing Little Peng King was indeed too terrifying. Not long ago, he and Azure-clad had joined forces, but Golden Wing Little Peng King had sent them flying with just his left hand.
And Azure-clad was comparable to the Holy Sons of the various Holy Lands!
Golden Wing Little Peng King turned and fixed his gaze on Ye Fan. "Come over and accept your death!"
"Back in the Primordial Era, would you dare to kill a Primordial Saint Body?" Big Mouth Tu said this.
"Unfortunately, those days are gone forever and will never return," Golden Wing Little Peng King said coldly.
"That's hard to say. Maybe he will be a miracle," Yan Ruyu stepped forward gracefully, blocking him.
Golden Wing Little Peng King stopped and said coldly, "Princess, you shouldn't stop me. Someone like him has no hope at all. Over these endless years, he's not the only one. Haven't a few Holy Lands cultivated them before? In the end, they all gave up."
"Things might have an unexpected turn," Yan Ruyu said, her immortal body unmoving, blocking the way.
Golden Wing Little Peng King laughed coldly repeatedly. "You and I both know that this physique only has one dead end..."
He continued speaking on his own, and what he said was not far from what Ye Fan himself had deduced.
In the past, a few Holy Lands had discovered Primordial Saint Bodies and secretly cultivated them, but it was very difficult to get them to open their Seas of Suffering.
Later, they finally found a way to overcome the difficulty, allowing them to cultivate and achieve astonishing results.
Once a Primordial Saint Body could cultivate, as long as there were endless spiritual medicines, their cultivation would improve very quickly, and their combat power was incalculable. Even the various Saint Lords in their youth could hardly compare.
However, this physique required massive resources for every step forward, and even the Holy Lands couldn't bear it.
One Holy Land had spent a million jin of Source to forcefully cultivate a Primordial Saint Body to the fifth level of the Dao Palace Secret Realm, but even a Holy Land with such deep foundations couldn't afford it anymore.
According to their speculation, to reach the great perfection of the fifth level of the Dao Palace and break into the Four Extremes Secret Realm, at least ten million jin of Source would be needed. Even the Holy Lands couldn't provide that.
Moreover, who knew what difficulties would arise after entering the Four Extremes Secret Realm? Whether cultivation could continue was full of unknowns.
Therefore, all the sects with some foundation knew that the Primordial Saint Body would inevitably stop at the fifth level of the Dao Palace. That "Primordial Heavenly Moat" simply couldn't be crossed.
In this world, even the Holy Lands couldn't produce ten million jin of Source. This was a despairing astronomical figure!
Several Holy Lands had failed. They concluded that the Primordial Saint Body had declined, that it could never again display its former invincible posture, and that it could never rise again.
From then on, the various sects in the world learned that the Primordial Saint Body had become a waste physique. No matter how great the cost of cultivation, it would ultimately stop at the Dao Palace Secret Realm.
It was fundamentally impossible to enter the Four Extremes Secret Realm, unless several Holy Lands went mad and joined forces to cultivate it, providing ten million jin of Source. Perhaps then this physique could break the seal.
Obviously, this was impossible. With so many resources, they could cultivate a large number of experts. There was no need to waste them like this. The gain wouldn't be worth the loss.
As for whether there would be further difficulties for the Primordial Saint Body after entering the Four Extremes Secret Realm, even the Holy Lands didn't know, because no one had ever tried to reach that step.
Golden Wing Little Peng King was cold and ruthless. "I think you should all be clear about this situation. What awaits him is a dead end. Why not let me help him find release? The Primordial Mother Qi Root should be in my hands, to forge my path to becoming a Great Emperor!"
Yan Ruyu's immortal skin and jade-like body, her ethereal temperament like thin clouds covering the bright moon, like a gentle breeze brushing jade flowers, like a celestial maiden descending to the world. She slightly shook her head and said, "A Great Emperor cannot be achieved by someone who cuts off all emotions and destroys all nature. I won't allow you to kill him."
Golden Wing Little Peng King stepped forward. His robust body possessed a demonic quality, his aura oppressive. "How am I someone who cuts off emotions and destroys nature? The reason I came to Azure Jiao King's secluded dwelling was actually to propose marriage to the princess."
"How could Fairy Yan possibly marry a madman like you!" Big Mouth Tu spoke up.
"Besides me, who else could there be?" Golden Wing Little Peng King swept his gaze around. "In the future, when I become the Demon Emperor, the princess will be the Demon Empress."
"I've never seen such an arrogant bird-man. Wait until you have the aura of a Great Emperor before you come out and boast!" Tu Fei said angrily.
"You will see it in the future!" Golden Wing Little Peng King's words were calm, but his killing intent soared to the heavens. He reached out his large hand to grab Ye Fan.
"Boom"
The entire mountain peak shook. Yan Ruyu made her move, flicking out a crystalline lotus flower that blocked Golden Wing Little Peng King's large hand.
"Killing a wasteland abandoned body is nothing. Princess, do you really want to stop me? Is it worth it?!" Golden Wing Little Peng King's gaze was like a blade.
"You say you want to walk the path of a Great Emperor. Then fight a Primordial Saint Body of the same rank. Let me see if you have such qualifications," Yan Ruyu said calmly.
"Unfortunately, in this world, there is no Primordial Saint Body of the same rank for me to kill!" Golden Wing Little Peng King stood with his hands behind his back, looking down on everyone present.
"Kill a Primordial Saint Body of the same rank... This bird-man is truly a madman, too arrogant!" Tu Fei couldn't help cursing.
"I can suppress your cultivation to the second level of the Dao Palace!" Yan Ruyu calmly extended her jade hand. In her palm, it shone brilliantly, impossible to look at directly.
"Extreme Weapon!"
Everyone was horrified. They felt an irresistible aura and couldn't help trembling. This was the might of an Extreme Dao, the sacred weapon left by the Demon Clan Great Emperor.
"How many Great Emperors have there been since ancient times? They all had world-covering postures. Do you dare to try? Can you overpower a Primordial Saint Body of the same rank?!"