The stone giant hall radiated sacred, pure brilliance, as if resembling a divine sun—this was an ancient temple worshipping the Sun God.
Ye Fan, the Monkey, and Ji Zi walked through the palace hall, stepping directly toward the teleportation array, together channeling their power, activating the intricate dao patterns one by one.
Hmm!
Light flashed, the domain gate opened, revealing a mysterious place where fire essence had transformed into liquid, fierce and vigorous, representing the purest source power of heaven and earth.
The scorching heat was terrifying—even sages wouldn’t dare tread there carelessly, posing a great threat to the three of them. Blazing flames leaped and danced, and there, the aura of a deity surged wildly.
There really was someone there!
A vast, overwhelming pressure surged forth, causing terror, flesh threatening to split, like a sharp blade cutting to the bone.
“There’s a forbidden ancient formation, very much resembling one laid down by an ancient Great Emperor, blocking the path ahead—we can’t go in!”
They stared ahead, chaos energy and fire essence swirling together, shrouding that region in haze. They could only sense there was a person there, but couldn’t see clearly—even the Heavenly Eye couldn’t pierce through.
The ancient formation was incredibly old, having existed for at least hundreds of millions of years, still operating, drawing in the fire essence of heaven and earth, merging the origin of all things.
If someone lay dormant here in slumber, who could it be if not a deity?
Hundreds of millions of years passed in a flash—too distant an age for ordinary people to even imagine, a span that countless cycles of reincarnation couldn’t reach the end of.
“This place has an ancient temple worshipping the sun—could this be where the Solar Sage Emperor’s coffin is enshrined?” Ji Zi said.
By ordinary reasoning, this was highly likely—the burial sites of ancient Great Emperors were always mysterious, their tombs nearly impossible to find.
The Human Race’s Solar Sage Emperor, whose power surpassed the world, being buried within the sun after death would be nothing out of the ordinary.
Even in death, later generations gazing up at the sun every day would be equivalent to worshipping this supreme ancient emperor of the Human Race—a supreme glory.
Ye Fan shook his head. He knew this couldn’t be the Solar Sage Emperor, because back then he had traveled through the universe together with the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, having seen this emperor’s divine consciousness. They had traveled together, and that stone coffin had ultimately been buried in the North Sea Eye of the Purple Subtlety life-star ancient land.
They retreated, not forcing their way in—ahead, a vast divine aura flowed, beyond what the three of them could push through with their combined strength.
The Black Emperor arrived, initially unwilling, but upon hearing there was an ancient Great Emperor’s formation to study, along with a suspected deity lying dormant, immediately began drooling.
On its hind leg, hanging like a koala, was a small bald head, refusing to let go even to the death, crying and shouting to come eat roasted Golden Crow leg, clinging to the Black Emperor’s leg.
After entering the Sun Star, the great black dog had to expend extra dao power to shield him, or he would instantly turn to ash.
“There’s Crow-Bone Soup and ancient sage meat to eat—how could we be missing out!”
At first it was just a few, but eventually a whole group arrived—Dongfang Ye, Li Tian, Yan Yixi, Old Blade Handle, Li Heishui, and others all came, channeling the Goddess Furnace to protect their bodies, entering the ancient palace within the Sun Star.
Additionally, Ye Tong was specially called over—this place held traces of the Solar Sage Emperor’s divine marks, which would greatly benefit her comprehension of the Dao and cultivation.
“Such a huge Golden Crow!” Dongfang Ye’s eyes immediately went wide, circling around with his wolf-fang club in hand.
The two Golden Crows were like two small mountains, enormous in size, their golden feathers clanging like sharp divine swords when touched.
The little bald head drooled uncontrollably, blinking his big eyes, clamoring to eat roasted Golden Crow—this was legendary divine flesh.
Roasting sage-level Golden Crows was troublesome—even though they were only at the initial stage of sagehood, their bodies were still undying, making them very difficult to cook through.
Fortunately, this was the Sun Star, with boundless fire essence gathering here, capable of melting divine artifacts—naturally also capable of roasting Golden Crows.
In the end, they employed the Goddess Furnace, throwing half a Golden Crow inside, beginning a lengthy process of refining and roasting.
“Using a Great Sage-level weapon to roast meat—truly wronging such a treasure…” Li Tian muttered.
A loud boom sounded, and the Black Emperor came bursting out of the domain gate, covered in dirt, its body nearly falling apart, furious—clearly having suffered a great loss.
“Damn it, why does it feel like this is specifically targeting this Emperor? This is a Primordial remnant formation, slightly modified by someone to become unfathomably profound.”
Its black fur stood on end all over its body, numerous bloody marks appearing, along with quite a few scorched patches—it had nearly met its doom trying to break the formation just now.
Everyone was shocked—the Black Emperor’s mastery of dao patterns was absolutely peerless, with few in the world able to match it. If even it was at a loss, this must undoubtedly be a Great Emperor-level fragmentary formation.
“Move carefully. If this really is a sleeping prehistoric deity, we’ll all fall.”
“Nonsense, so many years have passed—any humanoid creature would surely have long since passed away by now, unable to jump up again.” The Black Emperor said resentfully.
While everyone searched for solutions here, simultaneously roasting the Golden Crow, Ye Fan had already ventured deep into the starry void—he had gone to search for the Man-Demon.
Having gotten a rough direction from the two Golden Crows, he entered the starry expanse, searching along the path where the incident had occurred, encountering no trouble at all.
Several sages from beyond the domain already knew of the Man-Demon, having leaked his location, causing a great uproar in the Big Dipper’s ancient star domain. This region naturally became a forbidden zone, which actually made it easier to find.
Beneath the starry sky, dao fire danced, an old man sitting bare-chested, cross-legged there, currently stroking his crystalline white bone staff.
Ye Fan had only come out to try his luck, never expecting things to go so smoothly—it seemed the old Man-Demon ancestor was already planning to head toward the Big Dipper’s ancient star himself.
“Could this wild ancestor be planning to go cause trouble at the Myriad Dragon Nest? Otherwise why would he be polishing his weapon?” Ye Fan’s heart skipped a beat.
He was able to discover the Man-Demon, and naturally this rough-looking old man had also long since discovered him—that peerless divine sense could sweep across every corner of the starry expanse!
“Senior…”
When the old man and young man appeared together in the magnificent stone hall within the Sun Star, the whole group was left dumbfounded—this ancestor was simply too formidable.
He had a string of Golden Crows threaded on a crimson gold divine chain, carried on his back, as if he’d just returned from hunting, carrying a few wild fowl with him.
Even the Monkey, so domineering, felt uneasy; even Dongfang Ye, so rough, stared wide-eyed; even the great black dog, so fierce, wilted.
The Man-Demon exemplified what it meant to be untamed, what it meant to be wild—no terrifying aura radiating from him, yet the string of Golden Crows on his back alone was enough to scare sages half to death.
The Primordial sage didn’t put on airs either, sitting on the ground in the stone hall. The group gathered around the Goddess Furnace, beginning to enjoy the golden, glossy roasted Golden Crow sage-flesh.
Jar after jar of divine wine was brought out, fragrance wafting through the air, paired with such divine flesh, everyone raising cups and toasting, feasting heartily.
Before long, the little bald head began crying, his mouth gaping wide, staring at the golden roasted meat, drooling while wiping away tears.
“I still want to eat, but I can’t eat any more…” He gazed longingly at the Golden Crow wings and legs, that expression of yearning mixed with tear stains making people want to laugh.
“It’s alright, I’ve refined the sage’s life essence out of this piece of meat—eat freely.” Ye Fan said with a smile, handing him a golden sacred wing.
The whole group burst into laughter, while the little bald head looked utterly embarrassed.
“Old man, why do I feel like you resemble our distant ancestor?” As the wine flowed freely, Dongfang Ye approached, getting closer, saying this.
Everyone was also surprised, asking the Man-Demon if he had any descendants.
The Man-Demon said he once had a son, named Dongfang Beiye, but after hundreds of millions of years had passed, he was long since untraceable.
Dongfang Ye also scratched his head—their tribe’s war god had risen in the Desolate Ancient era, far too distant from that Primordial era. Who their distant ancestor was couldn’t be traced at all.
Everyone joked, telling Dongfang Ye to hurry and call him ancestor, since the two shared such similar attire and habits—no need to verify anything further.
The formation’s light blazed brilliantly, dao patterns flickering. The Man-Demon, Ye Fan, the Black Emperor, and others stepped through the domain gate, arriving together deep within the Sun Star.
It had to be said, this wild old man was fiercely “reckless”—the white bone staff in his hand swung, causing the entire Sun Star to tremble.
“Ancestor, please be careful. This is the sun of the Big Dipper’s life source—if it’s accidentally destroyed, you won’t have anywhere left to find Golden Crow or Qilin meat to eat.”
The Man-Demon exercised restraint, not intending to destroy the Sun Star—that swing of the staff was merely clearing obstacles, heading directly toward the Great Emperor-level formation.
Because before this point, there had been many other dao patterns densely covering the area, protecting it very tightly.
A supreme pressure surged forth, vast as the heavens falling, carrying an unparalleled aura that struck upward through nine heavens and cut downward through the underworld, surging boundlessly.
This was the ancient formation’s principles spreading out, belonging to the creation of a supreme being!
It was incomplete, yet still possessed a power that brooked no blasphemy, capable of swallowing heaven and earth, boundless and endless.
Standing this close, directly facing the divine formation, everyone felt that majestic aura. The Man-Demon’s expression turned solemn, slowly swinging his crystalline bone staff, tearing open a corner of the talisman, about to enter the formation.
The Black Emperor gasped—this wild man was truly ferocious; did he intend to break a Great Emperor-level formation through brute force alone? Even if incomplete, this wasn’t something others could destroy.
Clearly, the Man-Demon wasn’t as rough as he appeared—he didn’t sweep through with brute force, but instead stepped in carefully, understanding the dao patterns, intending to break the formation through method.
Everyone followed, the scenery constantly shifting—one moment reigning over the nine heavens, the next as if descending into hell… within that Primordial world, Golden Crows shrieked, Heavenly Pengs soared, azure dragons flew, boundlessly terrifying.
“Eh, that’s odd, why do I sense a familiar aura!” The Black Emperor was stunned.
“Could it be… Emperor Ruthless!?” Ye Fan was also shocked, for faintly there emanated a heaven-swallowing aura, with that kind of terrifying dao principle spreading.
Ahead, a hazy immortal radiance, chaos energy swirling, fire essence transformed into divine liquid, a human-shaped body wrapped within, like a self-sealed divine cocoon, floating up and down.
“Emperor Ruthless—she isn’t dead, sleeping here!?”
Everyone was shocked, exchanging glances, faces turning pale—if this proved true, it would undoubtedly be earth-shattering.
“I’ve seen this person before…” The Man-Demon suddenly spoke. For this wild ancestor to change his expression, one could imagine how astonishing this was!
“You’ve seen them… was it recently, or… during the Primordial era?” Even the Black Emperor’s voice trembled.
Everyone else’s hearts were also pounding fiercely, incredibly tense, because the answer could very possibly be world-shattering!
“It was during the Primordial era, I saw this person.” The Man-Demon stared at that cocoon within the swirling chaos immortal energy. At this moment, only he could see through the immortal mist, gazing directly at the origin—no one else could, even with their Heavenly Eyes.