# Chapter 785: Meeting an Old Friend
Vermilion Bird City was quite famous in the Southern Ridge. In this great domain dominated by the demon race, any city daring to name itself thus carried an immortal legend, ranking among the ten ancient cities.
An ancient cauldron hung above Ye Fan's head, suspending strands of Primordial Mother Qi—thousands upon thousands of them—shielding him within. He stood with his sword, blood droplets falling from the blade's edge, looking like a god of slaughter at this moment.
In the distance, no one responded. The entire sky fell silent. Countless cultivators within the city watched, yet not a single person spoke, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Ye Fan was more like an assassin than the assassins themselves. The slaughter he had just performed in an instant made hearts tremble with fear. Among the dozens of assassins from the Ancient Assassin Divine Dynasty, there were even living fossil-level figures, yet he had pinned them all dead with a single sword strike.
"Since you came for me, why dare not come and fight?" This was the aura of one man facing the world alone. Ye Fan stood high in the sky, unmoving as a mountain.
"Kill..." At that moment, iron cavalry thundered from the distant sky, surging forward like a black mountain flood.
"Who dares touch my young brother Ye? Children, kill for me!" The barbarian army appeared, arriving through a domain gate, covering the sky and earth. Men shouted, beasts roared, and the heavens were densely packed.
Everyone's heart trembled, their hairs standing on end. The Southern Ridge Barbarian Clan had shaken the world, having trampled the Primordial Aristocratic Clan of the Northern Plains, becoming a force no one wished to provoke.
Banners fluttered in the wind, strange beasts galloped freely, and ancient war chariots appeared one after another, rumbling loudly. These were spoils obtained from the Wang Clan of the Northern Plains.
With such an army appearing, who would not fear? It could bring about a calamity that would annihilate entire sects. Everyone shrank their necks, wanting to stay as far away as possible.
At this moment, people finally understood that the Barbarian Clan had become Ye Fan's powerful backing. On this Southern Ridge land, wanting to provoke him was truly seeking death.
"Ao roar..."
A deep roar shook the entire land. A colossal creature crossed the sky—its dragon body like a mountain range, its wings larger than clouds, covering the entire sky and casting a vast shadow on the ground.
The Barbarian Clan's guardian deity, the Azure Dragon, had arrived in person!
Ye Fan's heart warmed. He knew the Barbarian Clan was making a stance—on this Southern Ridge land, no one was allowed to harm the Sacred Body. Otherwise, why would they have invited this ancient king-rank figure today?
"Let's go." The Divine Son and Divine Daughter of the two ancient assassin dynasties, seeing this scene, vanished silently at the horizon.
Yuan Gu was very imposing, but standing in the sky, he appeared blurry and indistinct, only a powerful aura spreading out.
In the sky, the Azure Dragon turned its massive body to look in this direction. Yuan Gu's face was expressionless. In the end, he chose to retreat. No matter how confident he was, he dared not provoke this great accomplished king-rank figure.
"What a grand display!" Li Tian and Yan Yixi clicked their tongues.
Ye Fan knew that today's battle was unlikely to happen. Most of those people would be frightened away. No one dared to oppose the Azure Dragon or face so many iron cavalry.
"Ah..." In the distance, on a golden ancient war chariot, Wang Teng was disheveled, nearly mad, roaring at the sky like a wounded beast.
It was precisely this barbarian army that had destroyed his clan, turning the Wang family into past smoke. This was the great hatred of clan annihilation. Especially seeing those war chariots that originally belonged to his family made his eyes turn red.
"Swish"
Ye Fan sensed his aura in an instant. Stepping on the Stride Art, he charged toward the sky at extreme speed, like a bolt of lightning breaking through the air.
"Rumble rumble rumble"
A golden tunnel appeared in the sky. The golden ancient war chariot carrying Wang Teng vanished into it. Though he was mad with hatred, roaring with grief to the heavens, he had not lost his reason and ultimately retreated.
"Wang Teng, where do you think you're going!" Ye Fan punched, collapsing the void, but he was ultimately a step too late and could not stop him.
Vermilion Bird City was in an uproar. Even the arrogant Wang Teng had fled—this was quite a strange tale. In the past, how domineering he had been.
"Wang Teng fled without accepting battle. Truly rare!"
"The era of the Wang family is over. The so-called Northern Emperor has also lost some of his confidence. Now the Human Clan's Sacred Body is rising powerfully, unstoppable."
People discussed. Even the always aggressive Wang Teng had chosen to retreat, showing how powerful Ye Fan had become. Everyone's hearts trembled.
Ye Fan stood in the distant sky, scanning the four directions. Suddenly, his expression froze, and his pupils contracted sharply. At the edge of the sky, a white-clothed beauty flickered and vanished, about to disappear.
"Li Xiaoman!"
Ye Fan soared into the air and gave chase. He pushed the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist to its limit and threw a punch.
"Crack"
The entire sky collapsed. The area ahead was in ruins. Void great rift valleys spread far, becoming a chaotic temporal stream.
Ye Fan's eyes shot out terrifying beams of light. Moving like wind and lightning, he rushed to that patch of sky and saw a black hole disappearing, the white-clothed beauty vanishing without a trace.
"You even killed Pang Bo. What else are you incapable of? If one day you appear before me face to face..." His words were very cold. He stood there for a long time.
The barbarian army had arrived, frightening away all enemies. Not a single person dared to stop. A great battle that was about to begin was interrupted.
"Let's go. Back to the tribe for big mouthfuls of meat and big bowls of wine." An old barbarian stepped forward and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder.
"Some of your friends are guests in our mountain territory. They've probably gotten the news and should be arriving soon." Another old man laughed heartily.
These people were all very bold, straightforward in nature. They pulled Ye Fan, Li Tian, and Yan Yixi into a domain gate.
Before long, heaven and earth shifted. They appeared deep within a mountain range. It was a primeval scene, with all kinds of ancient beasts running rampant, their roars shaking the heavens.
When they entered the barbarian tribe, a group of people were indeed about to step onto a teleportation platform to cross the void. Ye Fan immediately spotted two familiar figures.
The Divine King Physique Ji Haoyue—so many years had passed, and he was even more imposing. Standing there very steadily, with thick black hair, majestic as a mountain, he had an awe-inspiring aura, already beginning to take on the bearing of an invincible Divine King.
Beside him, a purple-clad girl was bright and moving, with sparkling teeth and bright eyes, naturally divine and exquisite, like a budding immortal bud, swaying with endless spiritual energy.
"Little Leaf, you're back..." Ji Ziyue was stunned for a moment, then slowly walked over.
"Have you been well all these years on the other side of the stars?" Though she was smiling, mist gathered in her eyes.
"Twelve years. There are so many stars in the sky. I've never been able to count them all, and my eyes have grown sore." She laughed and laughed, then tears rolled down.
Ye Fan stepped forward and gently wiped the tears from her face, slowly recounting his experiences beyond the domain.
Ji Haoyue was very unfriendly toward Ye Fan, showing no good expression. For over a decade, every night when he saw his sister standing alone on the white jade divine platform, gazing at the starry sky in a daze, murmuring to herself, he wanted to drag Ye Fan out and give him a thorough beating.
Over a decade had passed, but Ji Ziyue hadn't changed much. When happy, her big eyes would narrow into crescent moons, and small dimples would appear on her cheeks.
When she slightly furrowed her brows, her delicate nose would wrinkle, and her little tiger teeth would glisten with luster. Clever and playful, one glance at her would be infectious, making one relax along with her.
Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue strolled outside the tribe, recounting the experiences of so many years. There were waves within the calm, tears amidst the laughter. Their two figures stretched long in the setting sun.
Li Tian stood on a boulder in the tribe, watching the pair of figures in the sunset. With his natural familiarity, he nudged the Divine King Physique Ji Haoyue and said, "Brother, do you have any more younger sisters? A woman as divinely exquisite and spiritually radiant as this—I've never seen one before."
The moment he finished speaking, he found himself flying through the air, thrown directly onto a mountaintop by Ji Haoyue.
"Damn it. If you really have a sister, I hope she's nothing like you." Li Tian's mouth was tough even as his body took a beating.
"Go ask him—if he only treats my sister like a neighbor's little sister, tell him to get lost immediately and never appear again. Ziyue having a brother like me is enough. He doesn't need to come and make up the numbers!"
In the end, Ji Haoyue still took the initiative to speak with Li Tian, but his attitude wasn't very good. He only asked him to pass a message to Ye Fan.
One could see his deep affection for Ji Ziyue and his dissatisfaction with Ye Fan over all these years.
"Don't be like that. That bastard Ye Fan is a scoundrel, but I'm still here. I'll make him scram in a bit." After saying this, Li Tian worked hard to ingratiate himself.
That evening, bonfires crackled. Various rare meats—flood dragon, roc, and others—gave off rich aromas, golden and glistening with oil, making people unable to resist swallowing their saliva.
Pile after pile of flames made the entire tribe very lively. At this moment, Ye Fan's expression was solemn. He sat cross-legged on a divine platform, using his vigorous golden blood energy to melt a piece of frozen ice.
"Little Leaf, I never thought we brothers would see each other again, but I don't have much time left..." Li Heishui's breath was weak. His body was covered in wounds that flickered with black light, eroding his vitality, difficult to heal.
"As long as I'm here, you can't die even if you want to. Don't worry, everything will be fine!" Ye Fan took a deep breath, then his entire body's blood energy steamed up, turning into a blazing golden light that all poured into Li Heishui's body, helping him dispel the black light.
"This is the blood energy of an ancient emperor's descendant. Hard to completely remove. Even a trace left behind will revive, tormenting me for many years. I really can't hold on anymore." Li Heishui said.
"I'll use my sacred blood to cleanse your body. You will definitely recover!" Ye Fan said no more. A golden blood energy shot up from his crown, spiraling down and pouring entirely into Li Heishui's body.
Heaven and earth resonated in harmony. Countless Dao flowers bloomed, drowning Ye Fan and Li Heishui. The divine platform was filled with fragrant scents, interweaving various Dao patterns.
"No wonder ancient records say that the blood of a Great Accomplishment Sacred Body is comparable to divine medicine. In those brutal battles, it once saved many comrades on the verge of death..."
Seeing Ye Fan's blood actually dispelling the black light, everyone showed delighted expressions, knowing that Li Heishui could be saved.
Suddenly, a medicinal fragrance filled the air. Ye Fan took out a jade purification vase. After opening the seal, thirty-six inch-long little dragons rushed out, filling the entire ancient tribe with spiritual energy.
"Puff"
Ye Fan gently blew, dissolving twelve of them into a blazing radiance that wrapped around Li Heishui. Then he resealed the remaining twenty-four little dragons back into the vase.
These were droplets from the Divine Immortality Pill obtained from the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, born alongside the Ruthless Emperor's coffin. Ye Fan had treasured them carefully, and now they finally served a great purpose.
"An immortality divine medicine—there's no problem bringing the dead back to life. On the contrary, there will be great benefits—rebirth and transformation!" Even the old barbarians couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"Boom!"
Finally, the golden blood energy boiled. All the joints in Li Heishui's body crackled, and he couldn't help but cry out loudly.
"Alright. In another half month, you'll be a good man again, full of vigor and vitality." Ye Fan stood up, his entire body drenched in sweat.
"What great news. Come, let's eat big chunks of meat and drink big bowls of wine!" An old barbarian laughed.
"I want to go too." Li Heishui, sitting cross-legged on the divine platform, said.
"You just watch us eat roc meat and old wine." Many laughed.
"Rest and recover well. When the time comes, we'll kill our way to the Eastern Wasteland together to find Pang Bo, Black Emperor, and the others. So what if they're ancient emperor bloodlines? This time I'll go meet them!" Ye Fan comforted him.
He could believe anyone had died, but Black Emperor's death he found most unreliable. That dog, who gave him a headache just seeing him, could probably outlive anyone.
Ye Fan felt that even if he himself were killed, that dog would most likely survive, jumping around without any sense of loyalty.