It was a muscular man, tall and straight. His black hair draped over his chest and back, giving him a wild and untamed air. His eyes were sharp, and blood qi surged up from the top of his head like a roiling sea.
As he stood there, it felt as if the entire universe was about to collapse. The strength of his fleshly body was simply too shocking, giving people a feeling that it was unreal.
Ye Fan was a bit taken aback. This majestic man looked a bit unfamiliar, but he immediately knew who he was. That was because his golden blood qi and origin energy were too similar to his own.
This was the disciple he had accepted in the 50th stage of the human race's ancient road, Yang Xi, who had saint blood coursing through his veins.
So many years had passed, and the rotten child from back then had grown to this level. If it weren't for the fact that his aura was similar, it would be hard to associate him with this person. The immaturity of his youth had long since faded away. Now, he was an indomitable spirit, a peerless expert who dominated an entire region.
"Master!"
Yang Xi rushed over, his entire body wreathed in golden blood qi and scarlet light. He was extremely powerful, and nothing could stop him.
He immediately dropped to his knees and kowtowed, calling out "Master." He was extremely emotional, and hot tears rolled down his cheeks. His body was trembling uncontrollably.
When the grievous news came, although Yang Xi was no longer a child, he still cried for several days, unable to control himself. He hated himself for his low cultivation base, for not being able to fight for Ye Fan. He could only wait for that outcome.
Because of this, Yang Xi had worked harder than anyone else in the past three hundred years. He had bitterly cultivated without rest, which was why he had such a shocking cultivation base. Even those who walked the Emperor's Road feared him.
During these years, he was simply the second Ye Fan. Golden blood flowed through his veins, and he cultivated the supreme technique of the Saint Physique Bloodline. He had swept away all opponents.
There was no need to doubt Yang Xi's strength. He had long since been revered by everyone, and was an extremely difficult person to deal with. Even the most powerful people in Ye Fan's generation hadn't dared to touch him.
At this moment, he revealed his true feelings. Tears streamed down his face as he said in a trembling voice, "Master, is that really you? Back then, you died in battle outside the domain. The news came so suddenly...."
At that time, he was heartbroken, but he was powerless to defy the heavens. His master took his life, so he could only cry in grief.
And now, they could meet again. Even though he wasn't young anymore, he couldn't help but weep. His body trembled as he knelt on one knee in front of Ye Fan.
Ye Fan also felt a lump in his throat. With the passage of time, many things had changed. He helped Yang Xi up and sized her up, nodding his head repeatedly.
"Good boy, you've grown up!"
There were many things that didn't need to be said. Everything was understood without words, and the emotions contained within were reflected in the fluctuations of his emotions.
"Master, you're back. Mistress, Senior Brother, Black Emperor … If many people in the Celestial Court knew about this, they would definitely be shocked and cry tears of joy. Everyone misses you dearly."
"We will meet again." Ye Fan said bitterly. He didn't hide anything from his disciple. Three hundred years had passed. It wasn't that he didn't want to return, it was just that he hadn't been able to move for long.
"Master, wait a moment. I'll chase away these flies!" Yang Xi said to Ye Fan. He wiped away his tears and then suddenly turned around, facing the distance. His face was cold as he said, "My master even fought a supreme being to the death. Even the heavens couldn't subdue him. Who do you think you are? Scram!"
He was naturally furious. Back then, Gai Jiuyou, Jiang Taixu, and Ji Zi had passed away one after another, causing the people of the Heavenly Village to grieve for a long time. In the end, Ye Fan encountered such a thing when he returned.
This voice was like a clap of thunder. This roar caused the sky to collapse, and many people's souls to almost leave their bodies.
This was the power of a saint bloodline. His physical body was terrifying, and his blood qi overflowed the heavens. Yang Xi had been considered the second of Ye Fan for many years. This kind of unparalleled might was rarely seen in the world.
Many people retreated, involuntarily trembling. Their blood flowed faster, following the rumbling sound.
However, there was no lack of peerless experts among those who came over. After hearing this, their expressions naturally became ice-cold.
Someone said, "Junior, you are too arrogant. When we moved unhindered through the world, you weren't even born yet. Even if it was your master who said these words, it still wouldn't be enough. "
However, as soon as his words sounded, before Yang Xi even said anything, a sea of shouts sounded from the back. The people who came with sacred hearts never left, far more than the people who came from Imperial Pass.
Those who bore hostility were all shocked. With so many experts here, this represented a type of great power to begin with. If they directly dealt with Ye Fan, then it might incur the wrath of the people of this world.
"Forget about whether or not he is the true Saint Body Ye Fan, even if he is, there won't be any emotions here. He is worthy of respect, but this is the Ascension Battlefield, the struggle for supremacy in the emperor path cannot be cowered. The only thing we can do is that if we win, we can leave him with his life. "
"You are correct. The Saint Body Ye Fan is worthy of respect. If we win against him, we definitely won't kill him."
The one who spoke came from Overlord Body's ancestral star, within his body flowing the most heavenly overlord blood. He and the Saint Body had been mortal enemies since ancient times. He spoke of respect, but his words were truly a type of provocation and humiliation.
"A group of flies and dogs also dares to act arrogantly. Have the overlord crawl out here and accept death. You all don't have the qualifications to stand here. Killing you all would be dirtying my master's eyes."
This was Yang Xi's reply. He towered there like a great golden mountain, overlooking those who came from Overlord Body's ancestral star, not placing them in his eyes at all.
Everyone was greatly shaken, all of them incredibly shocked. Regardless of whether it was the enemies or the experts who came to protect Ye Fan, they all shivered inwardly.
Overlord, back then, was defeated under Ye Fan's hands, but his true strength was definitely heaven-defying, rarely encountering an opponent in this world. In the entire starry sky, there weren't many who dared fight against him.
After several hundred years, Ye Fan's disciple grew up, actually directly challenging the overlord. How could they not be alarmed? He was going to fight in his master's place, meet the overlord again!
Did the overlord come? No one knew, but no matter what, with Yang Xi here, there was bound to be a battle between dragons and tigers.
As expected, the expressions of those who came from Overlord Body's ancestral star changed. Immediately, someone broke through the void and rushed toward Yang Xi, wanting to fight him.
"Your tyrant blood is thin, and you are merely descendants. But since you all come from that star, even if you don't provoke my master, just because that old bastard Tyrant Body is your ancestor, I will still kill all of you!"
Yang Xi was extremely domineering, directly rushing over. He wasn't facing a single person, but all four of them at the same time. With a wave of his palm, a vast and mighty golden astral wind swept out, boundlessly terrifying.
The enmity between Overlord Body and Saint Body was too deep. It had started in the Mythological Era, and they had always fought to the death. Now that they encountered each other, they naturally viewed each other with hostility. They wanted nothing more than to immediately kill Ye Fan and Yang Xi.
These people were very strong, but unfortunately, they had encountered a Saint Body with a pure bloodline. Their diluted tyrant blood was not enough, and as soon as they clashed, they suffered a great loss.
"Pu!"
The power of Yang Xi's palm was truly too strong. Even in this place where the laws of the great dao were suppressed, the astral wind he produced still turned the mountain range in front of him into flying ashes. Moreover, the first person who rushed over was directly smashed into pieces by his palm. His corpse flew in all directions, and purple blood splashed everywhere.
This scene caused everyone's hair to stand on end. Just how powerful was this person? He truly had Ye Fan's style, and as expected, he was a direct descendant.
For so many years, everyone had been talking about Ye Fan's disciples because they were too powerful, and each one was more terrifying than the last. Among them, Yang Xi was undoubtedly a very special one. This was because he and Ye Fan had similar bloodlines, and it was inevitable that he would be compared to his master.
In these three hundred years, Yang Xi had never been burdened by this. On the contrary, he had encouraged himself because of this, hoping that he wouldn't tarnish his master's reputation. He wanted the world to see the continuation of his master's sacred bloodline and continue to blossom with resplendent brilliance.
Without a doubt, he had succeeded. Although he wasn't a first-generation Saint Body, after many years of tempering, he had already reached great heights. He had activated the ancient bloodline secret realm, and was not any weaker than a true ancient Saint Body.
"Even flies and dogs like you dare insult my master? All of you, just die!" Yang Xi did what he said. His movements were unfathomable and incomparably terrifying. He was like a golden humanoid tyrannical dragon as he moved through the air, a single leap crossing thousands of zhang.
"Pu", "Pu" …
In the end, those people were all killed, every single fist drawing blood, bone fracturing sounds. Yang Xi didn't waste too much energy, wiping them all out in one go.
"Killed well!"
Many people roared. This place erupted with commotion.
In the past, the great completion Tyrant Body massacred the star domain, participating in the darkness chaos. It left everyone in grief and indignation, but they couldn't do anything about it.
If not for the great completion Tyrant Body sleeping there, there would have been people who went to Tyrant Body's ancestral star to fight. Now that someone took action like this, it naturally made everyone feel carefree.
The pilgrims who followed in Ye Fan's footsteps were all cheering. Their numbers were great, and right now, there was already a large amount of people gathered, facing the other side with equal harshness.
Those were, without a doubt, the most powerful experts who had just descended from Imperial Pass, all of them incomparably powerful.
Right at this time, a man who was tall like a devil carried an aura that suppressed the Nine Great Heavens. He walked over step by step, making the mountains, rivers, and all living things tremble.
His appearance made the entire battlefield immediately become quiet, not a single person saying anything. It was because this type of aura was too intimidating, actually leaving one with a soul trembling fear.
Overlord!
After more than three hundred years, Ye Fan saw this person again.
Overlord's appearance made everyone here feel a type of fear, because he was too powerful. That type of 'I am the only one', exceptional and unmatched stance left everyone deeply shaken.
He directly stared at Ye Fan. Between his thick hair, a pair of eyes were like blades, sharp and oppressive, able to split apart the sky.
"I never expected to see you again. Can we still fight?!" Overlord's voice was resounding and deafening, making many people on the battlefield tremble, their ears feeling like they were going to split apart.
"You are still going to lose." Ye Fan spoke, his voice extremely soft, and also extremely natural, but it was like a great bell that shook the world. Many people were greatly shaken when they heard this.
This was like a clap of thunder. After three hundred years passed, Ye Fan's body's condition was extremely terrible, even losing magical force, yet he was still this confident.
When everyone looked at him, they all carried a type of deep reverence. Under the sunlight, Ye Fan's body burned with a layer of brilliance, giving him a type of unmatched style!
It had already been three hundred years. His magical dao fragments disappeared, but his flesh, after fighting against a supreme being, was reconstructed again, it became even more powerful. In this battle, he didn't fear anyone.
"You are too arrogant!" Overlord's eyes became even more terrifying. They didn't have pupils, instead turning into terrifying purple light, hacking out terrifying beams of light like blades.
Years ago, he had been defeated by Ye Fan, which was the greatest humiliation of his life. When he found out that Ye Fan was still alive, his entire body trembled, and the violet blood in his body boiled. He wanted to avenge the humiliation of the past.
"Hegemon," Yang Xi shouted, "stop putting on airs. Years ago, my master defeated you. If it weren't for the Dao protectors from the Ancient Road interceding on your behalf, you would already be dead. What qualifications do you have to contend with my master? Today, I'll fight you!"
He had already asked for Ye Fan's permission and was going to fight against the Overlord. He walked forward with large steps.
The Saint Body Bloodline was truly incredible!
This was what everyone was thinking in their hearts. They were all shaken. Years ago, Ye Fan had already defeated the Overlord, and now, his disciple had also grown up and was about to fight the Overlord.
The Overlord's entire body was seething with violet qi. With a roar, the mountains and rivers in the surroundings all collapsed. His expression was incomparably cold, and incomparably terrifying.
To him, this was intolerable!
In the back, someone spoke up, saying, "Are the younger generation all this arrogant now?" That was a sphere of flames, within it a humanoid figure that came from Imperial Pass. Right now, he was currently releasing terrifying power, his cultivation still not completely severed.
"Fire Spirit Gray Flame!" Many people cried out in alarm.
This old holy spirit's name shook the starry skies, just too powerful and terrifying. They never expected him to appear, moreover express his stance, wishing to deal with Ye Fan.
"After all these years passed, you haven't advanced an inch, still not reaching the Quasi-emperor Realm. It's been hard on you." Ye Fan said with a smile, his mood extremely good. When he saw these old friends, he couldn't help but think back to the glorious past, making his battle blood unable to help but surge.
When the Fire Spirit Gray Flame heard this, his face immediately fell. His age was great, his seniority even more so far greater than Ye Fan's master. When he was ridiculed like this, his eyes became incomparably cold.
In the past, when he fought against the old lunatic, the entire universe was shocked. Apart from those few people, no one was his opponent.
More than three hundred years had passed, and several generations of people had grown up, but he still hadn't taken another step forward. He couldn't enter that checkpoint. Even though he was only a hair's breadth away, he just couldn't succeed. This made him feel stifled.
Now, it was exposed by others like this, so how could he feel happy? This was especially the case when these were all his juniors, making his expression even more gloomy.
"Then let me see if you've improved or not." Gray Flame spoke coldly and ruthlessly.
He walked over step by step, entire body surging with fiery light, forming a divine ring forged from heavenly flames, protecting him within. His body was resplendent, intimidating.
It was clear that even though he came to the Flying Immortal Battlefield, his cultivation was still powerful, not completely severed.
"Roar …"
Before Ye Fan said anything, a roar that sounded like a tsunami sounded from the distance. There was someone who exceeded extreme speed, quickly closing in.
"Fire Spirit, do not flaunt your seniority. My master had previously fought against ancient supreme beings, do you dare? Now, you are not worthy of fighting against my master. This buddha will send you to the afterlife! "
It wasn't a single person who came, but rather two figures who arrived together, both of them fast to the extreme. The one who shouted was a baldy.
Honglong!
Blood energy overflowed into the heavens, divine radiance covering the sun. Two terrifying figures flew over, descending from the sky, powerful to the extreme.
"Master, we've come!" Ye Tong and Hua Hua appeared at the same time, kneeling down together, their faces covered in tears, trembling with excitement.
"Get up!" Ye Fan helped them up.
"Senior brother, let's join hands and flatten all of them. Let's see who dares to continue acting so arrogantly!" Yang Xi who was currently confronting the overlord on the other side shouted.
"Alright!" Ye Tong replied. Fiery light rushed into the heavens from his entire body. He took a step out, directly pressing towards Fire Spirit Gray Flame, saying, "Today, you are mine. Come and fight!"
Everyone was shaken, even the supreme experts who came from Imperial Pass shivering inwardly. This was Ye Fan's great disciple, someone who had shaken the cosmos for so many years, making them feel incomparable restraining fear.
Three of Ye Fan's disciples came at once, all of them exceptionally powerful, intimidating everyone.
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