Shrouding the Heavens: Various Timelines Revealed, Ye Fan Achieves Immortality Through Nine Incarnat

Chapter 45 The Stone Emperor is frustrated, but the Golden Crow Emperor is even more frustrated!

Through the celestial canopy, Wanlonghuang had already seen clearly that the True Dragon Immortal Elixir, which had once followed him, was now attached to the Ruthless Great Emperor.

The heavens had already shown the Empress's terror, so they dared not rashly go to ask for it and could only pretend that they had never had the elixir of immortality!

He couldn't help but curse inwardly: Damn the True Dragon Elixir of Immortality, how could you be so good at sucking up to powerful figures?!

Shi Huang's heart sank. He knew perfectly well that he had already become the target of everyone's criticism.

The true nature of the Undying Mountain has been thoroughly investigated by the Supreme Beings of the Heavens. Currently, he is the only one in the Undying Mountain with combat power, yet he possesses two Undying Pills. This disparity will inevitably attract the covetous eyes of many.

His face was dark, suppressing his anger, and his tone carried a hint of helplessness.

"Please be patient, everyone. Let's wait for Tianmu's next move. That kid Ye Fan will definitely not stay quiet. In order to explore the secret of immortality, he will surely also study the elixir of immortality. Let's wait for his conclusion!"

Upon hearing this, even Shi Huang himself felt aggrieved!

In the past, these words used to appease him were said to him by other supreme beings. Now, however, it was his turn to bring up Ye Fan to quell everyone's covetousness, which was a complete loss of face.

Sure enough, the carefree Celestial Venerable's snicker deliberately traveled through his divine sense, carrying a hint of mockery and sarcasm, each word grating to the ear.

Shi Huang trembled with rage, cursing inwardly: Damn old man, so petty!

Ye Fan's figure on the sky became increasingly dazzling, and also increasingly tragic.

He defied the heavens, punching the Heavenly Heart Mark and shattering the obstruction of countless rules. His body was surrounded by a god-like, overwhelming ferocity and indomitable will. He pierced through a dazzling path of light and leaped into the heavens, wanting to compete with the heavens.

However, the backlash from Heaven surged forth, and his body suffered repeated severe injuries. Even though he was already at an invincible level, he was now covered in blood and looked terrible. His peerless holy body was torn apart by the rules of the Great Dao, almost turning into a sky full of blood mist, with shattered bone fragments flying everywhere.

The Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron that had accompanied him on his journey of conquest had long since crumbled, turning into fragments that swirled and lingered around him, emitting a faint immortal light as they struggled to reassemble.

He was not fighting against a single powerful enemy, but against all the ancient rules of the Great Dao and against the constraints of the entire universe.

This defying-the-heavenly act truly lives up to its name. He intends to shatter the established shackles of the universe's Great Dao and break through the barriers of existing rules, all to pave a path for the Holy Prince, Dao Yi, and others to reach the Emperor Realm, allowing them to seize the opportunity to attain enlightenment.

In the Battle Saint Emperor's Time and Space, outside the Saint Emperor's Palace, the little Saint Prince stood on tiptoe, staring intently at Ye Fan's blood-soaked figure fighting in the sky, his little face full of confusion and bewilderment.

He tugged at the sleeve of the Fighting Saint Emperor, tilting his little face upwards as he asked, "Father, Uncle, why does Ye Fan have to work so hard? He clearly isn't confident he can achieve enlightenment alone. Isn't the path of the Great Path always a solitary journey?"

The Fighting Saint Emperor bent down and gently patted the little Saint Prince's head, his eyes filled with emotion: "Child, you are truly lucky to have a friend like Ye Fan in the future."

The young Victorious Fighting Buddha beside him nodded slowly, his expression solemn, and added.

"In the ancient times of today, no, not only in the ancient times, but throughout history, from the past to the future, whenever it comes to the matter of attaining enlightenment, it is a solitary path to certain death."

"Let alone relatives and friends, even fathers and sons will turn against each other and fight each other with swords drawn in order to compete for the opportunity to attain enlightenment."

"There has never been a case like Ye Fan, who was willing to defy the entire Great Dao so that others could attain enlightenment.

The young prince scratched his head, still bewildered, and asked again, "But—why would he do that? Wouldn't it be better to prove himself?"

The Fighting Saint Emperor gazed at Ye Fan's pitiful yet resolute figure in the sky and sighed softly.

"Because he no longer wants to watch his loved ones be consumed by time and die when their lifespan is exhausted."

"He desperately defied the Great Dao so that you could attain the Dao and become emperors, thus extending your lifespan. This was the most effective method he could think of."

He paused, his gaze distant and filled with admiration: "Time is merciless; even the most supreme ancient emperors cannot escape the fate of exhausting their lifespan."

"Ye Fan's actions defied the heavens, demonstrated his loyalty and righteousness, and were worthy of the name Emperor Ye. I cannot match his magnanimity and sense of responsibility."

The young prince was utterly shocked, his mouth agape, speechless.

In his heart, his father, the Fighting Saint Emperor, was an invincible being. From childhood to adulthood, he had never heard his father say that he was "inferior to others." But at this moment, his father admitted that he was no match for Ye Fan.

He turned to look at the Victorious Fighting Buddha beside him and saw that his uncle also nodded silently without any rebuttal. The shock in his heart grew stronger, and his small body tensed up slightly.

Seeing this, the young Victorious Fighting Buddha patted the little Holy Prince's head and comforted him, "Don't worry about it. Throughout history, anyone would pale in comparison to young friend Ye Fan."

"He is no ordinary prodigy; he will become a legend that transcends eternity, a figure revered by all future generations."

The Fighting Saint Emperor slowly nodded, a glint of battle intent flashing in his eyes. His tone was firm and resolute: "You're right, he's far stronger than that bird. Now, I'm increasingly looking forward to seeing him confront that immortal old ghost in the future, and how long that immortal old ghost can remain so arrogant!"

In a secluded place in Ye Fan's time and space, a golden crow egg, its entire body shimmering with gold, floated quietly. Inside the egg, the old golden crow's divine sense reached out, staring intently at the scene in the sky, its heart filled with chilling fear, even its divine sense trembling slightly.

Above the sky, the Golden Crow Emperor, who would later become an emperor, was pale-faced, his body trembling uncontrollably, his Dao aura in disarray, and his own Great Dao faintly groaning, filled with despair and resentment.

The old Golden Crow gazed at the figure bathed in blood, struggling against the heavens, attempting to shatter the Heavenly Heart Mark. His voice was hoarse, filled with sorrow and helplessness: "If he truly shatters the Heavenly Heart Mark and obliterates all the rules, what am I? Is this the treatment a great emperor of this era should receive?"

Beside him, the Great Sage of the Golden Crow Clan looked dejected, bowed his head, and offered words of advice in a heavy tone.

"Your Majesty, let's avoid this lifetime! Ye Fan is too dazzling; his heaven-defying talent is unparalleled throughout the ages."

"Now that he has forcibly defied the Great Dao and broken the rules, the Great Emperor of this era will only become his foil, with no place to stand at all!"

Old Golden Crow remained silent. He understood this principle all too well. He remembered how he was ambushed by the Supreme Being in the past, yet he was able to live a second life!

He had imagined countless times the glory of his birth, the way he would rule the world and awe the supreme beings, believing that as long as he patiently lay low, no one could stop his path.

But who would have thought that the scene in the sky would deliver the fatal blow?

He had planned everything, but he never expected that in this life, such an unreasonable and heaven-defying being as Ye Fan would appear.

His own ambition, which had been dormant for countless ages, and his long-planned rule over the world, all seemed so laughable and so vulnerable in the face of Ye Fan's extraordinary figure.