Eight streams of immortal light erupted. Ye Fan was greatly startled — this was Polar Immortal Light, something that could only be captured on the path to immortality. Yet this person had instantly unleashed eight streams, fused with other materials to forge them into a Dharmic vessel.

It was worthy of a near-Emperor with a staggering origin — achieved renown before the Ancient Era. The treasure had most likely been bestowed by the Immortal Heaven Emperor himself, which also spoke to the methods of that supreme who had inherited the mythological age.

Ye Fan countered. His five fingers blazed like a rainbow. Each strike moved like lightning — pushed to the extreme of speed. He used his physical body to clash head-on against the opponent’s Dharmic power.

“Truly astonishing. I want to see just how powerful your physical body really is.”

As the two battled and their clash made the heavens crumble and the earth split, the golden war god transmitted cold and indifferent words, growing curious — he wanted to clash directly with Ye Fan’s true body.

Amid the clanging sounds, golden light beams erupted all over his body. His physique shone brilliantly, as if cradled within a blazing, blinding sun, thrusting forward to kill.

The near-Emperor’s might surged a great deal. The power of his bloodline was this astonishing — beyond Ye Fan’s expectations. Naturally, Ye Fan would not be careless, and he met this person’s force head-on.

Ye Fan opened with the Heavenly Emperor’s Fist. As his fist moved, the sun, moon, and stars in the sky actually changed their trajectories — revolving with the momentum of his fist strike. The power was boundless.

Everyone was frozen. What kind of force was this?

The intent of the fist was unrivaled — a grand will that compressed the cosmos. It was not a law, but a release from the very source of the human body. An undefeatable fist intent had driven the stars to revolve.

This spectacle shocked the entire battlefield, leaving even this powerhouse enveloped in solar essence deeply shaken. His eyes blazed with a fierce light, and he was compelled to treat this with care.

Boom!

In a collision of physical bodies, Ye Fan surged forward bravely. The fist he swung out resonated with the heavens, sending the stars trembling in chaos. The golden war god’s body shuddered. An expression of disbelief crossed his face. He let out a muffled grunt and staggered backward, streaks of blood appearing all over his body.

His expression was complex. He had once followed the Immortal Heaven Emperor in battle across the eight wastelands, sweeping through the cosmos — there was no one he had not seen before. His physique had been tempered in countless ways and was extraordinarily formidable.

If people were to know his true identity, their gall bladders would burst in terror, and many of the cosmos’s greatest powerhouses would lose their sleep. Yet he had not expected a young descendant such as this to wound his body, nearly shattering him into pieces. It truly shocked him. Had his cultivation not been strong enough to arrest that momentum, his body might well have been in peril.

From then on, he no longer clashed with him in physical body alone, using Dharmic power and chains of order divine light to suppress Ye Fan.

Clang!

The Old Man Demon fought with ever-growing fervor. It had been many years since he had struck out this freely. Though this person was extraordinarily powerful, he had no fear — the more he fought, the fiercer he became. The Primal Yin and Primal Yang divine powers operated together. The bone club in his hand flickered with light. He was like a man-shaped tyrant dragon, crushing everything in his path, clashing head-on with his opponent.

“Wait — something is wrong. They are the same person!”

Ye Fan and the Old Man Demon discovered something peculiar. The war god enveloped in moonlight and the war god cloaked in solar radiance — whenever the two drew close, their combined combat power spiked dramatically.

For this reason, both Ye Fan and the Old Man Demon were being cautious, preventing the two from merging into one.

There was a special connection between these two individuals — they resonated with one another. Whenever the moonlight and solar essence collided, a terrifying might exploded forth, deeply alarming both Ye Fan and the Old Man Demon on the battlefield.

“Have you seen through it? Ha!” The silver moonlight war god spoke coldly. “Life is cultivation — sailing against the current.”

“I am the Sun-and-Moon Divine General, one of the Eight Division Divine Generals beneath the Immortal Heaven Emperor!”

The golden war god introduced himself. The silver moonlight war god nodded. Their divine sense fluctuations aligned, vast as a sea. The two resonated, erupting with an even more terrifying might — suffocating to behold.

“It really is him — to think this person is still alive!”

“Wasn’t the Sun-and-Moon Divine General said to have perished? The Immortal Heaven Emperor personally erected a gravestone for him. How is he still in the world?”

In the crimson mist, an Ancient Emperor’s Son muttered to himself, stunned by this outcome — even he had not expected it to be this person.

“The Sun-and-Moon Divine General… I seem to have heard of him!” The Black Emperor, square-headed and large-eared, very sturdy in build, shivered from head to toe at this moment.

In that distant past — an ancient age that had nearly touched divinity — the Immortal Heaven Emperor had eight great divine generals at his command. They had pacified the eight wastelands of the cosmos, invincible wherever they went, with no one able to stop them.

That had been a glorious era, and every single one of them had achieved divine ascension!

They fought throughout their lives, baptized by blood and fire, tempering themselves into supremely powerful near-Emperor forms. Some had even reached the absolute pinnacle state of the physical body, and a single further step would have meant achieving the Dao.

The Eight Divine Generals shook the cosmos, steamrolling through ten thousand domains without equal, once guarding the eight poles and establishing the most glorious age in history!

Those eight individuals were beyond all comparison with the Eight Division members and their descendants — a difference as vast as sky and earth!

And the Sun-and-Moon Divine General was one of them. However, rumor had it he died young — after pacifying the eight wastelands, he encountered a problem in his Dao comprehension, and he bled across the ancestral star of the border wilderness, his body dissolving and perishing.

“The Immortal Heaven Emperor is truly of peerless divine ability — his methods defy heaven itself. He erected a gravestone and personally buried the Sun-and-Moon Divine General — but in truth, he was preparing to revive him!”

An Ancient Emperor’s Son recalled this legend, and seeing it now, it appeared to be true. Otherwise, how could the Sun-and-Moon Divine General possibly reappear in the world? The only explanation was that after his death, he had come back to life.

According to the legend, the Immortal Heaven Emperor had seized creation itself, drawing boundless immortal light from the path to immortality and channeling it into the Sun-and-Moon Divine General’s tomb, healing his shattered body and sealing it with an immortal source — leaving open the possibility of revival.

With this person’s appearance today, all the legends had become clear.

This was no ordinary near-Emperor. He had once reached the high rank, shaking the cosmos of the Ancient Era. Blood stained his hands — including the blood of near-Emperors of his own tier.

Everyone’s hearts grew heavy. This was the Sun-and-Moon Divine General of old — leader of one of the Eight Divisions, a being who had long since achieved divine ascension. Against all odds he had defied heaven and lived, appearing once more. It was a stunning development.

Not to mention the assembled heroes — even the Ancient Emperor’s Sons were deeply wary. At least before they had grown and reached that level, this would remain an extremely dangerous figure.

“If I were to truly strike, it would honestly be taking advantage of weaker opponents. Sending my Sun-and-Moon dual thought-bodies here also carries a sense of a bully picking on the weak — but you must be killed regardless.”

They both spoke simultaneously, shaking the boundless heavens.

Everyone was stunned. These were not his true bodies — only dual thought-body manifestations of the Sun-and-Moon Divine General? People were horrified.

The Black Emperor and the Imperial Prince-caliber figures fell silent, realizing it made sense. If the Sun-and-Moon Divine General’s true body were to descend, that would likely be an entirely different scene.

A near-Emperor who had once followed the Immortal Heaven Emperor — a lifetime of conquest and bloodshed — had long since become a high-ranking near-Emperor. If he appeared in person, that kind of might was likely something no one could withstand.

These two thought-body avatars were far inferior to the legendarily divine-ascended person they came from. If these were the true body, it would be a disgrace to his great name, inconsistent with the legend.

“Two juniors — if you defeat me, I will allow you to live a while longer. I have developed a degree of interest in you.”

The Sun-and-Moon Divine General spoke thus. He was a god from before the Ancient Era, his great name shaking ten thousand ages. He truly had the standing to speak like this. But the Old Man Demon was extremely displeased and said: “I feel your flavor would certainly be excellent.”

“An interesting fellow. You want to eat me?” The golden war god laughed coldly.

“I want to boil you.” The Old Man Demon said.

“Old man, that’s called hot pot.” Pang Bo called out loudly as a reminder.

Everyone felt a bit dizzy, yet their fear of this divine-ascended member of the Eight Division Generals dropped considerably.

“The little fellow has character.”

“Kill!” The Old Man Demon was not actually very old in real age, though not young either. Upon hearing this, he flew into a rage, clutching the white bone club and charging forward to kill. His combat power began to skyrocket.

Everyone was dumbfounded — when the Old Man Demon got angry, how did his power suddenly surge by such a massive degree? Even the Black Emperor and the others were left bewildered.

Primal Yin and Primal Yang immortal powers were erupting. With the Old Man Demon’s fury, they fused and collided within his body, erupting from his palms and fingers in waves of chaotic light.

This was a world-shocking transformation — the Primal Yin and Primal Yang merging into one produced this kind of change.

Even the silver moonlight war god was astonished, revealing a look of shock. Not daring to be careless, he engaged the Old Man Demon Dongfang Tayi seriously in great battle.

Ye Fan and the golden war god’s battle had also reached white-hot intensity. This was the first time Ye Fan had relied purely on his own strength to battle a near-Emperor. The insights gained from this were extremely important and crucial.

Ye Fan was utterly focused and treated it with the utmost seriousness. Facing an ancient divine general who was still alive, he dared not relax in the slightest — otherwise there would be the danger of falling.

Clang!

After half a quarter of an hour of great battle, a golden long spear appeared in the Solar General’s hand. It was like a hundred suns detonating — brilliant and blinding — thrusting toward Ye Fan to pierce through him.

This was a Dharmic vessel left by a near-Emperor who had once died at his hands, which had become an ancient weapon for the Sun-and-Moon thought-body avatars. Now it reappeared in the world.

Ye Fan shifted his body sideways, evading the golden spear tip aimed at his brow, and struck out with the Heavenly Emperor’s Fist, clashing head-on against the near-Emperor vessel.

This supremely domineering confrontation left the assembled onlookers parched with thirst. That was a near-Emperor vessel, and clearly a remarkable divine object at that — yet Ye Fan was intercepting it with a pair of bare fists. The sight was stupefying.

The result was shocking. The golden spear tip let out a mournful wail. Fine dense cracks appeared across it — it nearly shattered. Had the divine power within not surged wildly, and had the golden war god not withdrawn the spear tip at extreme speed, the world would have lost a divine weapon.

Zing, zing, zing…

The golden war god and the silver moonlight war god drew close. The two resonated. Divine chains appeared all over each of their bodies, like phoenix feathers.

The one fighting Ye Fan was covered entirely in golden chains. He wielded the long spear, sweeping out boundless Dao laws that pressed down again in a final killing blow.

On the other side, the battle was equally fierce. The Old Man Demon’s long tangled hair stood fully on end — he had never fought so seriously before. He raised his head and roared in fury, clutching the white bone club and hammering forward with tremendous force.

Boom!

This place was engulfed. Blood splattered. Laws and order ran rampant in all directions. Vaguely, a golden divine spirit and a silver heavenly god seemed about to merge — but they were forcibly shaken apart by Ye Fan’s Emperor Fist and the Old Man Demon’s bone club.

Crack!

The sound of shattering ultimately rang out. Ye Fan’s Emperor Fist shattered the golden long spear — bare-handed, he had split a near-Emperor vessel asunder. Every onlooker watching the battle was left speechless, mouths agape.

Splurt!

The Old Man Demon was even more ferocious. The white bone club had smashed the silver war god to pieces, pounding him into a pulp of flesh.

“Looks like meat, but it all dissolved into a rain of light.” The Old Man Demon Dongfang Tayi was deeply dissatisfied — food at his lips had flown away.

In the end, Ye Fan also shattered the golden war god, reducing that place to a great expanse of rain of light, bringing this battle to a close.

“The Sun-and-Moon Divine General’s body has some ailment. Otherwise, even these two streams of divine power thought-bodies he manifested would be stronger than this. It seems that even after his revival, there are significant problems.” The Black Emperor said.

Far in the depths of a distant star domain, on an ancient great star, beneath a gravestone, radiance of the sun and moon surged into the sky. Stars throughout all the heavens trembled. A rain of countless lights flew in and scattered across the gravestone.

Within the tomb, a young man of godlike appearance suddenly opened his eyes. Terrifying beams of light exploded through the cosmos — like thunderbolts crashing down — flooding this place.

This strange spectacle was utterly horrifying, causing all living creatures to tremble.

Within the tomb, boundless immortal light surged and rushed — it was precisely their presence that had allowed this young-looking divine-ascended being to come back to life in the present age.

“The Divine General, please calm your anger!”

Suddenly, a beam of divine light flew in and descended upon this ancient star — yet it could not help but tremble, unable to endure this kind of pressure.

“Why have you come?” A cold voice passed out from within the tomb, very unlike the dual thought-body avatars’ Sun-and-Moon War God.

“The Heaven Empress has a great matter and requests the Divine General come to consult. She asks that you temporarily set aside other affairs — including the matter of vengeance for the Prince.” The visitor bowed deeply.

“Why?” The Sun-and-Moon Divine General remained ice-cold, his words impossibly brief.

“Someone has appeared to obstruct the Heaven Empress from ruling all under heaven. She requests that you come lend your strength!” The visitor, who was of no low standing, spoke with great solemnity.