# Chapter 786: Challenging the Primeval Royal Clan
Another moonlit night. In the barbarian tribe, golden blood energy filled the air, rumbling like thunder. For half a month straight, Ye Fan had been using his own sacred blood to baptize Li Heishui every day, astonishing many onlookers.
This was no longer simply about healing wounds; it was purely to aid his cultivation. Ye Fan spared no expense, using his golden blood to wash Li Heishui's body, changing the sacred blood daily.
The Divine Immortal Dragon Herb harmonized with the Dao, and the sacred blood tempered the body. For over ten days, Li Heishui experienced both pain and joy, shedding his old flesh and regenerating a new body.
In the end, he cast off all signs of weakness, becoming spirited and vigorous. His body flowed with precious radiance, and every movement produced the sound of Dao resonance.
Back when Ye Fan first entered the Divine City of the Northern Domain to gamble on source stones, it was entirely thanks to Li Heishui's assistance that he slowly accumulated capital, eventually breaking the curse.
Thus, Ye Fan spared no cost, even imprinting many of his own spiritual insights into Li Heishui's body through the sacred blood, allowing him to resonate with the Dao and gain tremendous benefits.
Over the past dozen years, Li Heishui had grown up amidst pursuit and slaughter, enduring hardships beyond ordinary imagination. Now, it was as if he had undergone Dao dissolution and nirvana, leaping to become a Sect Leader-rank figure.
Before a bonfire, Ye Fan, Li Heishui, Li Tian, the Ji siblings, Dongfang Ye, and others each had a jar of aged wine before them, drinking heartily in a lively atmosphere.
From time to time, a group of old barbarians would approach, blowing their beards and glaring, each more fierce than the last, challenging them to drinking contests that the younger generation could barely withstand.
Ye Fan did not conceal anything, recounting his journey across the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain. Everyone was extremely astonished and filled with longing, unable to speak for a long time.
Then, Li Heishui spoke of his experiences over the years—narrowly escaping death time and again. It was truly not easy to have persisted until now.
Zi Tandu was indeed terrifying, but Pang Bo and Dongfang Ye could both fight him. Their main defeat came from being surrounded and intercepted, suffering a siege.
As for the Ancient Assassin Divine Dynasty, it was impossible to guard against. Mentioning this made Li Heishui's eyes redden, and he couldn't help but shed tears. His grandfather, Li Hengwei, had been pierced through and nailed alive to a stone cliff by an old assassin's spear while trying to save them. His blood had drained completely, and his body had dried in the wind.
"I'll split them open sooner or later, trample the Ancient Assassin Divine Dynasty into dog shit!" He bit his lips until they bled.
The dead cannot be brought back to life. Ye Fan offered words of comfort and drank a large bowl of wine with him, saying, "How about we establish a great sect too?"
"You want to found a sect? What will you call it?" An old barbarian nearby asked.
"Heavenly Court," Ye Fan uttered these two words.
"A nice name, with great ambition. Wait, that sounds familiar... isn't it..." Another barbarian elder looked strange.
"That's right, it's the former Heavenly Court. Using killing to stop killing, let it reappear in the world," Ye Fan said calmly.
Heavenly Court had special significance—one being the name of an ancient assassin divine dynasty, the other being the divine court of heaven in mythological legends. It was said that in his later years, the Green Emperor intended to establish a Heavenly Court.
"One day when we reorganize the Heavenly Court, I'll join in, sovereign over the realm, and destroy all those enemies!" Li Heishui responded.
Then they spoke of their great enemies over the years. Yuangu was truly terrifying—when he made a move, no one was his match. If not for the Peacock King appearing, everyone would have been wiped out.
Yuangu had coveted the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes, wanting to seize it, but ultimately failed. He was repelled by the Red Dragon Daoist, who had succeeded in severing the Dao at the Immortal Platform Third Layer years ago.
"The Red Dragon Daoist has finally entered the ranks of kings," Ye Fan murmured to himself.
Not far away, a living fossil from the barbarian tribe sighed, "If not for the conditions of this world, how could there be so few kings in the world? And saints are even harder to find."
"Fortunately, the world has begun to change again in recent years. A prosperous great era will arrive," another person said.
Ye Fan planned to travel east, searching those battlefields—to find the living or see the dead, to clarify the fate of his old friends.
"There's no need to look for Liu Kou. I saw with my own eyes as he was struck down, his form and spirit destroyed, flesh and blood splattering." Mentioning this, Li Heishui clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white.
Aside from Wang Teng, Hua Yunfei, and others, there was also a group of mysterious experts whose identities remained unknown to this day. They had once gone to the Clumsy Peak of Grand Mystery to kill Zhang Wenchang, and had also ambushed Liu Yiyi when she left the Jade Pool. Though neither attempt succeeded, they displayed astonishing strength.
It was these people who had chased Wu Zhongtian and Jiang Huairen until they had no way to escape, with Liu Kou facing a completely one-sided situation. This pressure had caused countless human sect leaders to go gray-haired overnight.
On this day, the Divine Spirit Valley in the Northern Domain blazed with light ten thousand feet high. A primeval being transmitted a voice to the outside world, shaking mountains and rivers like nine heavens of thunder roaring.
"To avoid implicating the innocent, let the human sacred body come kneel and confess his crimes!"
After this merciless voice spread, the world was shaken. They were going to make an example of Ye Fan. He had killed the young master of Divine Spirit Valley, Zi Tandu, and this primeval royal clan directly responded in this manner.
"Anyone who dares to shelter the sacred body, regardless of who or what force, will be uprooted and exterminated without mercy."
Divine Spirit Valley was domineering and resolute. This was the voice they transmitted. As one of the strongest primeval royal clans, they spoke these words with the momentum of sovereigns over the realm.
This was a powerful pressure, directed straight at the Southern Ridge barbarian tribe. This was the primeval royal clan Divine Spirit Valley, capable of looking down on any inheritance in the world, considering themselves supreme.
They had now made their stance clear: the sacred body must die, and must kneel outside Divine Spirit Valley. Whoever dared to block or shelter him would face extermination.
The world fell silent. Everyone was contemplating. The future was indeed filled with difficulty. A dark, chaotic era was likely truly approaching.
"Damn Divine Spirit Valley! Little Leaf, don't say anything else. Hide now, and when the sacred body reaches great accomplishment, go directly and overturn them... kill them all!" Li Heishui said angrily.
"This day has come quickly indeed..." Ye Fan murmured to himself. He truly felt immense pressure. An unprecedented chaotic era had arrived.
On the same day, Ye Fan forcefully shouted his own words in the Southern Ridge. What was Divine Spirit Valley? Trash!
Just two words of evaluation shook the world. Everyone realized that the human sacred body was determined to challenge the primeval royal clan.
However, people didn't know why he was so aggressive, as if he had nothing to fear.
Ye Fan's words were crude as he continued his attack: "Just because one of your disciples died, you're so protective. You only dare to bully the younger generation. When the human great emperor returns, you'll all be trash!"
No one knew how many cultivators were terrified. Had the human sacred body gone mad? He really dared to say anything. Though he was powerful, he hadn't yet grown to the point of being invincible under heaven. He hadn't achieved great accomplishment. What was his reliance?
Divine Spirit Valley was enraged, declaring that unless the human great emperor was reborn, no one could save Ye Fan. If he didn't come kneel to his death, they would exterminate everyone connected to him.
"One day when I become a saint, I will completely annihilate Divine Spirit Valley, kill them all without mercy. I hereby swear this oath." The human sacred body shouted forcefully once again, shocking the world into silence.
Had he gone mad? What was he using to challenge them now? Could he escape this calamity? Why did he dare to act like this? These were the questions of everyone under heaven.
"Our human race has nothing to fear, because one of our great emperors will return!" On this day, Ye Fan released such earth-shattering news.
What? Everyone under heaven was stunned. Even the primeval royal clan Divine Spirit Valley felt a trace of doubt.
A great accomplishment sacred body was indeed terrifying. In every dark chaotic era throughout history, they had stabilized the world, quelled chaos, protected heaven and earth, and safeguarded the human race. But Ye Fan was still far from reaching this realm.
Why did he dare to kill Zi Tandu, humiliate Divine Spirit Valley, and declare he would kill the ancient emperor bloodline Yuangu, repeatedly challenging the primeval royal clans? This was too unreasonable.
"Do you know why I crossed the star domain and returned after twelve years? It's because our human race has a great sage who attained the Dao outside the domain, known as the Mad Emperor. He teleported me back."
As soon as this earth-shattering news came out, the world boiled over. No one knew whether it was true or false, and everyone discussed it fervently.
"Divine Spirit Valley is trash. You want to be sovereign over the realm? You're far from it. Dare to run rampant in the world? The day the Mad Emperor returns will be the day you're all annihilated!" This was Ye Fan's arrogant words, leaving many speechless.
Cursing the Divine Spirit Valley royal clan like this, challenging them without restraint, was no different from being a madman.
However, on that same day, Ye Fan displayed a series of imprinted images to the world above Vermilion Bird City, confirming his words and stunning everyone. The Old Madman single-handedly fought a ship full of ancestral kings!
Every punch shattered a saint, and he casually exploded a great sage-level thousand-armed demon god!
The human race didn't know whether this was real or fake, but when someone copied these imprints and transmitted them to the Northern Domain, the primeval races were greatly shaken!
"It's them! They are the supreme experts of the past. Among them are three great sages..."
Years ago, they had sensed the aura of that warship sailing through the cosmos using the ancient emperor's divine platform, but had lost contact. They never expected to see this image now.
"So many ancestral kings, all killed by a single human? Even if he hasn't attained the Dao, he must be at the quasi-emperor level!"
The primeval races were shocked, all stunned!
They didn't know the state of those ancestral kings at the time—their essence had been exhausted, leaving them with no strength to fight. They only saw the image of the Old Madman shattering an ancestral king with every punch.
This was shocking, sending chills down the spines of countless primeval beings.
"Divine Spirit Valley, you are trash!" At this moment, Ye Fan's voice rang out again from the Southern Ridge.
"Little Leaf, you're cursing quite satisfyingly, but can it really intimidate them?" Li Heishui was elated, feeling immensely pleased to curse Divine Spirit Valley like this.
"No, it's far from enough. We need a true great emperor to manifest. I must go to the Eastern Wasteland!" Ye Fan said.