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

The young Fighting Buddha looked helpless and could only shake his head with a wry smile, deliberately avoiding the topic of marriage and pointing to Xiao Wu in the sky to divert attention.

"Brother, look at my grand-nephew. He possesses the best qualities of both the Fighting Holy Ape and the Six-Eared Macaque, two divine apes. He is exceptionally talented and has a promising future. He might even have the potential to become the Heavenly Emperor!"

The Fighting Saint Emperor glanced at him, his tone leaving no room for argument, completely unmoved by his words.

"Stop interrupting me! In short, get married as soon as you get back this time. Don't drag it out any longer and jeopardize the lineage of the Fighting Saint Ape!"

Seeing this, the young Victorious Fighting Buddha could only sigh helplessly, unable to refute it any further.

The young prince, however, was still reeling from the shock of discovering he had a big, fat son, and stared intently at the sky.

In Ye Fan's timeline, within the Ji family courtyard, the atmosphere was complex.

Ye Fan gazed at his lonely reflection in the sky, feeling a pang of sorrow in his heart.

Many of the seniors who passed away in the heavenly canopy had been kind to him, but even the future Heavenly Emperor was powerless to stop them from leaving, let alone him, who was just a minor cultivator at the moment.

Pang Bo remained carefree, unaffected by the somber atmosphere, pointing at the mischievous Pang Tao in the sky and proudly showing off to those around him.

"Look, look! That's my great-grandson, so clever, just like me when I was young!"

The others also gazed at their descendants in the sky, their faces showing gratified smiles and their eyes filled with anticipation.

The Black Emperor pointed at his still arrogant self in the sky, hands on his hips, and barked wildly: "Look! I am at least the Vice Master of the Heavenly Court, ruling over all the heavens. That Emperor Ye is nothing more than my henchman!"

Ji Ziyue was feeling sad as she looked at Ye Fan's lonely figure in the sky, but when she heard the Black Emperor's arrogant words, she instantly lost her composure and glared at it.

"You damned dog, it's true what they say, bad things live on forever! You shameless bastard, you're still alive and well!"

Changing the subject, her eyes darted around, and she deliberately teased, "By the way, Black Emperor, it's been thousands of years, how come you still don't have any offspring? Could it be that you're impotent?"

Upon hearing this, the others burst into laughter: "Hahaha! You damn dog, you wouldn't happen to be a eunuch dog, would you?"

"Come on, let's see if it really won't work!"

The Black Emperor was so angry he was practically fuming, barking incessantly: "Woof woof woof! I was single-mindedly pursuing the Dao, waiting for the Great Emperor! What do you know?!"

He also mumbled a few indistinct swear words, making him look even more disheveled.

When Ye Fan recovered from his grief, he saw Pang Bo and the others surrounding Black Emperor, prying its legs and arguing about whether it was female!

The sky continued to turn.

The previous sorrow and desolation were replaced by a magnificent atmosphere, and the scene completely changed.

Gone is the silence of the tombstone, gone is the lonely figure, only the glorious light of Ye Fan's journey remains!

Ye Fan stood tall and straight like a pine tree, with a golden avenue paved beneath his feet that stretched through the galaxy. With each step he took, the sound of the avenue resonating throughout the universe echoed.

He was accompanied by the Black Emperor and the Dragon Horse, traversing one star system after another. Wherever he went, the stars shone brightly, and the heavens and earth made way for him.

Throughout the universe, beings of all races knelt in worship, their shouts echoing like a tsunami across the galaxy.

"Long live the Heavenly Emperor!"

Without any deliberate effort, but entirely out of heartfelt reverence and respect, Ye Fan quelled the four forbidden zones of life and protected countless races. He has long been a figure of faith in the hearts of all beings in the universe. Even though he has not appeared in the world for many years, the legends about him continue to circulate throughout the heavens and have never ceased.

Beyond the celestial canopy, all beings were awestruck by this scene, and murmurs of discussion rose and fell:

"Is this Emperor Ye? Billions of living beings kneel in worship. Even the great emperors of the past never witnessed such a grand spectacle!"

"Indeed, pacifying the four forbidden zones and slaying a supreme being in two moves—his achievements have long been etched into the annals of the universe, and his reputation among humankind has reached its zenith. No one can match his majesty!"

"Even the emperors of yesteryear could not match this in their travels. Emperor Ye, single-handedly, ended the darkness. This achievement is worthy of eternal renown!"

Meanwhile, at the Ji family residence, the atmosphere was even more complex and intense. Everyone stared in disbelief at the dazzling figure in the sky, utterly awestruck.

"Is this the grandeur of the Heavenly Emperor's procession?"

Someone murmured to themselves, their eyes filled with awe.

In this era, no great emperor has descended for ten thousand years. They have never truly experienced the weight of the words "Heavenly Emperor," nor have they ever witnessed such a scene of worship by the masses.

In the past, even people from the Four Extremes Secret Realm dared to covet the Great Emperor's Weapon, but now they truly understand that the majesty of a Dao Prover is far beyond that of ordinary strongmen.

Himeko gazed at the sky, her voice filled with emotion: "Even when my father was the Great Emperor, he never displayed such majesty when he traveled."

The Black King, who was usually so playful, had become unusually serious. He raised his head slightly, his eyes filled with shock: "Woof! Kid, your entourage is even more magnificent than the Great Emperor's back then! Even I am basking in the glory!"

Ye Fan was filled with helplessness and no longer wanted to explain. At this moment, he was just a minor cultivator who had not yet attained enlightenment.

The Holy Lord of the Ji family gazed at Ye Fan, who was revered by all in the sky, his face full of pride, while secretly making plans in his heart.

"In the future, I'll definitely have to brag to that old man from the Jiang family that my son-in-law is the only Holy Body Heavenly Emperor in all of eternity!"

The other geniuses of Beidou were even more conflicted!

Yesterday, they still regarded Ye Fan as just a rogue cultivator with no background or support, and did not take him seriously!

Today, I witnessed him become a revered and powerful Heavenly Emperor, and thinking of my own eventual death in the heavens, I felt a mix of envy, resentment, and helplessness in the face of time and powerlessness.

Especially in the Purple Mansion Holy Land, the elders, looking at the magnificent scene of Emperor Ye Fan's journey and the worship of all races in the sky, were filled with regret.

Some people beat their chests and stamped their feet in frustration: "This son-in-law of the Heavenly Emperor should have belonged to our Purple Palace!"

"That's right! The Ancient Sacred Body was destined to be paired with the Innate Dao Embryo; they are a match made in heaven!"

"Why didn't that Black Emperor insist a little more back then? Even if he had to forcefully arrange it, he should have finalized the marriage!"

For a time, the holy site was filled with regret and resentment.

The female elders immediately surrounded Zixia, offering their advice one after another.

"Zixia, stop being so stubborn. Ye Fan will one day become the Heavenly Emperor, the most dazzling figure in the world. Who else can compare to him?"

"Yes, child, if I were a few years younger, I wouldn't need anyone else; I would have stepped forward myself!"

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Despite the constant nagging and persuasion, Zixia remained calm and composed, the Daoist aura emanating from her innate Dao embryo slowly flowing around her, aloof and solitary, neither bowing her head nor arguing, remaining silent and letting everyone try to persuade her, guarding her own heart.