Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 406 - 407 Chapter 412 Defying Heaven to Reconnect the Broken Path

407: Chapter 412: Defying Heaven to Reconnect the Broken Path 407: Chapter 412: Defying Heaven to Reconnect the Broken Path After Ye Fan broke through to the Four Extremes Secret Boundary, an Innate Dao Map unexpectedly descended.

It was grand and solemn, mysterious and complex, and irresistible, aiming to revert him to his original form.

This had surpassed the scope of a Heavenly Tribulation; it was neither thunder nor lightning, but the Innate Patterns interwoven by Heaven and Earth, representing the will of the Great Dao.

Heaven and Earth do not recognize the sacred body!

This was a despairing conclusion.

How could one resist while living in the world between Heaven and Earth?

It was impossible to transcend the great boundary; as long as one lived in this world, it was almost impossible to change anything.

Ye Fan was unwilling.

He used the cauldron to strike the sky.

His white clothes were stained with sacred blood, his body resisted the innate power, and even his black hair seemed almost aflame.

His entire being surged with golden flames as he struggled with all his might.

The unparalleled divine king also remained unyielding.

His white hair was like snow, his sword-like eyebrows inverted, presenting an awe-inspiring figure.

He offered up the Fire God Furnace to seal the heavens, blocking the descending Innate Dao Map and attempting to reverse destiny to continue the path for the sacred body.

How easy could it be to break this Innate Dao Map and obliterate these Innate Patterns?

This was a tangible manifestation of the Dao, now clashing with the sacred body, utterly incompatible.

“Heaven and Earth cannot be reversed, the Great Dao cannot be defied.

The sacred body’s path is cut off; no one can continue it.” “The ancient sages have long concluded this.

Who can go against the will of Heaven and Earth?

None of this can be changed.” The pinnacle figures of the Central State Immortal Dynasty and the supreme Sect Hierarchs of various teachings all spoke one after another.

Ancient Books had long recorded that with the changes of Heaven and Earth, the sacred body had become difficult to cultivate.

“Why is this?

He had already succeeded in breaking through, yet Heaven and Earth do not recognize it.

How could this be?” “The Heavenly Dao cannot be defied.

Even if one goes against the heavens temporarily, they will be struck down.” “It’s such a pity.

After over a hundred thousand years, someone finally broke the curse, only to encounter such a tribulation at the final hurdle.

There is no road ahead.” Everyone was discussing, and numerous cultivators were bewildered.

Their expressions varied: some sneered, others rejoiced at his misfortune, some sighed, while others felt regretful.

Many great powers breathed a sigh of relief.

If a Great Success sacred body were to appear in the future, the pressure on them would be immense.

Now they could finally relax, many of them showing meaningful expressions.

“This child is somewhat different from previous sacred bodies.

Back then, when a Sacred Land cultivated a sacred body to the Fifth Layer Heaven of the Dao Palace, it encountered calamity and was blocked by Innate Patterns.” “It’s a pity.

After all, it couldn’t break the curse.

In the end, it’s all in vain.” At this moment, Ye Fan had no way out, only struggle!

He held a Bodhi seed, his hair flying in anger, fists raised to the sky.

His golden fists interweaved patterns, creating Dao Lines to resist the patterns in the sky.

“BUZZ!” People could clearly see the void shaking like a torn piece of cloth, almost being torn apart under the world-shocking physique of the sacred body.

But that grand Innate Dao Map was unaffected, descending steadily, pressing down on the void until it collapsed, causing the land around Ye Fan to crack.

This was an invisible mighty power, like a galaxy cascading down, penetrating everywhere, breaking everything, grinding any tangible substance to pieces.

Even a body as powerful as Ye Fan’s creaked and groaned.

Pale golden blood seeped from his pores, eventually dyeing half of his body red.

“CLANG!” The cauldron cast from Origin Qi was ancient and grand.

It transformed to a height of hundreds of feet, like a mountain, intimidating to the heart.

Its blow towards the high heavens imprinted itself on the void.

The Innate Dao Map woven by the Great Heaven and Earth slowly rotated.

It was like the entire sky dome was pressing down as it collided with the great cauldron, remaining unscathed and irresistible.

“BOOM!” The Origin Qi Cauldron plummeted.

If it were not a holy divine relic, it would have long turned to dust; only it could coexist with the world, not be obliterated.

“BUZZ!” The Fire God Furnace vibrated.

From within, patterns surged forth, also infused with the aura of the Great Dao.

They rose against the heavens, charging towards the high sky to strike that Innate Dao Map.

“This is…

Great Emperor Array Patterns!” “The Innate Patterns imprinted by an Ancient Great Emperor!” Many cultivators exclaimed, all horrified.

The Divine Furnace remained fixed in the void, unmoving.

Only that array of patterns rushed upwards, rapidly colliding with the Innate Dao Map.

“POP!” A light sound was heard.

The Innate Dao Map quivered, and the Great Emperor Array Patterns shook.

An unsettling aura emanated from the void, as if this world had reached its apocalypse.

“Heavens, it blocked it!

Those array patterns intercepted the Innate Dao Map!” “Indeed, the Ancient Great Emperor is unfathomable!

The Dao Glyphs left behind are so heaven-defying!” The crowd exclaimed, all shocked.

The two types of patterns spun in the sky, continuously colliding, neither damaged.

Yet, before everyone could finish speaking, the situation changed immediately.

The Great Emperor Array Patterns blurred and gradually vanished, unable to block the Innate Dao Map.

“This…

not even the Great Emperor Array Patterns can stop it?” The crowd was aghast.

If so, then there was no force in this world that could change this.

“Wrong!

An Ancient Great Emperor could absolutely defy the heavens!

If resurrected, he would surely allow the sacred body to break the curse and have a clear path ahead!” “Indeed.

The Great Emperor Array Patterns earlier were just a fragment, not complete.

The ancient sages speculated that unless one became a Great Emperor, mortals could at most comprehend only one-tenth of the Emperor Glyphs.” “I am unwilling!” Ye Fan shouted.

His entire being surged with enormous Qi and was bathed in Divine Light.

He looked up to the sky, the Origin Qi Cauldron suspended above his head, with strands of Black Yellow Qi draping down, protecting him.

“BUZZ!” The void shook.

He displayed his Variation for the first time.

Everything around him became hazy, isolating him from the Great World.

He stood proudly, like a Demon Lord of creation.

In this small world, he was a deity, creating heaven and earth, overlooking all beings, unfettered.

“SWISH!” A Variation soared to the heavens: a green lotus with three leaves, elucidating the Dao, giving birth to all things, shrouded in primal chaos as it struck towards the high heavens.

“He truly succeeded!

He possesses one of the most terrifying Ancient Variations—the Chaos Seed Green Lotus!” Everyone was astonished.

“POP!” This green lotus, enveloped in primal chaos fog, charged into the Innate Dao Map and shook continuously, but ultimately could not block it.

“It’s a pity, the sacred body hasn’t matured.

The Variation is merely in its initial form…” “If it were a Great Success sacred body, a shake of the green lotus would shatter the firmament; even the Innate Dao Map would collapse.” Many lamented.

Ancient Books had records, and even though sparse, they were enough to indicate its supreme might.

Ye Fan stood unyielding in the small world, resisting the Innate Dao Map!

The void trembled.

A scene of mountains and rivers appeared.

It struck towards the high heavens, colliding with the complex and profound Innate Dao Map.

“Ancient Variation—Majestic River and Mountain!” “Another Variation capable of ruling all under heaven!

How did he suddenly cultivate two?” Many were surprised; more remained silent.

The sacred body indeed defied the heavens, leaving countless cultivators with mixed feelings.

“Ah…” Ye Fan roared, his black hair in disarray, refusing to bow.

“BUZZ!” The void shook.

A Yin Yang Life and Death Map flew to the high heavens.

Yin embraced Yang, and Yang embraced Yin, life and death coexisting.

“Another terrifying Ancient Variation!” People were completely stunned.

Earlier suspicions were confirmed: the sacred body’s Variations were not singular.

Ye Fan fought with all his might, but his body was already bleeding, about to be crushed by the Innate Dao Map, his bones nearly breaking.

He was in such a state.

If it were cultivators with other physiques, they would have long been reduced to pulp and turned to ashes, impossible to exist in this world.

Ye Fan spat out blood tinged with pale gold, staining his clothes red.

His entire frame was battered, his black hair stood on end, and his eyes, full of defiance, glared at the high heavens.

“BOOM!” A figure manifested.

It was another version of himself, seated high upon the Nine Layer Heavens, surrounded by Black Yellow Qi, overlooking the world like an Immortal King born into it.

This Variation surged upwards, striking at the Innate Dao Map, carrying immense might.

The figure continuously formed seals, profoundly mysterious, branding that Innate Dao Map.

“This is the Immortal King Over Nine Heavens!” “Indeed, these terrifying Ancient Phenomenon were merely a part of it; his Variation had not fully evolved or taken complete shape.” The crowd was shocked.

Although they had anticipated it, they couldn’t help but be stunned!

“PUFF!” Ye Fan coughed blood, his body nearly shattered, unable to hold on any longer.

There was nothing that could withstand the Innate Dao Map; he was about to be crushed.

He was desperate, filled with unwillingness, yet completely powerless.

Having successfully ascended to the Four Extremes Secret Boundary, he was now falling into the abyss at the last moment.

He finally understood why no Sacred Body had achieved Great Success in over a hundred thousand years.

The curse wasn’t within the body; it was that Heaven and Earth did not recognize it.

How could one resist?

As long as one lived in this world, there was simply no way to change the outcome.

He was filled with despair.

This feeling of utter helplessness, of being unable to turn the tide, tormented his heart, and all hope turned to ash.

“Though this world has changed, for the sacred body, it’s not a dead end.

Human strength can defy the heavens, bridging the broken path.

Once crossed, the sea will be boundless and the sky limitless!” the unparalleled Divine King roared.

At the same time, this world trembled.

An overwhelming pressure made everyone shiver, instilling in them a desire to bow in worship!

Like a million volcanoes erupting, like ten million Demon Mountains descending, as if the infinite starry sky was falling, this world seemed about to crack.

The Hengyu Furnace revived!

After some preparation, the unparalleled Divine King positioned the Holy Furnace, cast from Phoenix Blood Red Gold, in the void.

Phoenix Blood soared to the heavens, its crimson light like evening clouds, engulfing the grand divine city.

More than half the cultivators collapsed to the ground, unable to withstand such Extreme Divine Power, as if sensing a few strands of the Qi Mechanism of an Ancient Great Emperor.

In the night sky, the Innate Dao Map was held still, unable to descend or approach Ye Fan.

All cultivators still standing drew a sharp breath.

The might of an Ancient Great Emperor was indeed unimaginable, utterly capable of defying the heavens.

The sacred weapons they left behind had merely awakened, yet they held back everything.

What if they were fully unleashed?

However, the White-clothed Divine King showed no joy.

Instead, he wore a heavy expression.

The Innate Patterns did not disappear, proving that Heaven and Earth still did not accept it.

He couldn’t keep the Hengyu Holy Furnace revived and maintained in this state; no one but a Great Emperor could achieve such a feat.

All cultivators realized that the sacred body’s broken path was difficult to mend.

The Holy Furnace might offer protection for a time, but not for a lifetime.

Ye Fan’s world, his future path, was already obscured.

Elsewhere, the Heavenly Tribulation on the small golden being was infinitely weakened.

Originally scarred all over by strikes, continually wiping away tears and crying loudly, it now easily blocked the Heavenly Tribulation.

The people of the Great Xia Dynasty were extremely tense.

They sent transmissions to the Divine Silkworm, warning it not to approach the Holy Furnace.

For if it got involved, and the Holy Furnace were to disappear, an even more terrifying Heavenly Tribulation might ensue.

“Cough…” The unparalleled Divine King coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood in public.

The blood spread like flowers, staining his white clothes, a shocking sight to behold.

Everyone’s hearts skipped a beat, especially the Sacred Masters of the Eastern Wastelands.

Their gazes flickered as strange thoughts arose; the rumors were true—the unparalleled divine king probably didn’t have much time left.

“Senior, please retract the Holy Furnace…” Ye Fan spoke.

He had calmed down, ready to face the Innate Dao Map in the sky, unafraid of life or death.

The Divine King’s white garments rustled.

Though he could overlook the Eastern Wastelands, how could he contend with the heavens?

He felt overwhelmingly exhausted, much like when he had watched helplessly as Fairy Caiyun passed away.

“BUZZ!” The void trembled; the Hengyu Holy Furnace vanished.

“BOOM!” The Innate Dao Map pressed down.

Ye Fan’s bones shattered, his flesh was pierced, and his divine scan fractured.

He was almost torn asunder, yet he remained standing, unmoved.

People knew the sacred body was likely to fall; no one could save him anymore.

Among the younger generation, many exhaled a breath, their expressions varied; some rejoiced, some gloated…

All the Saint Heirs and Sacred Ladies looked at each other silently, their expressions peculiar; evidently, their hearts were not at peace.

Even the Sacred Masters and the supreme Sect Hierarchs from the Central States were visibly moved.

Many of the great powers felt a sense of relief.

“Leaf…” Pang Bo lost his voice.

“Hold on!” Tu Fei and Li Heishui yelled.

The dazzlingly beautiful An Miaoyi’s eyes dimmed.

Such an outcome…

She found it hard to accept and felt a sense of hopelessness herself.

“Is it truly a dead end…” Ye Fan’s words were calm as he looked at the Innate Dao Map that covered him.

“SWISH!” With a flash of light, the Divine King Pure Land opened wide.

Ye Fan was brought into the Pure Land by the Divine King.

It was a serene world without strife, the Spiritual Spring chimed—DING DONG!—and flowers and plants filled the air with fragrance.

Yet, it couldn’t stop the Innate Patterns.

They followed him in, obscuring Ye Fan once more, seeking to brand themselves into his flesh and divine scan.

Ye Fan cried out, all his pores bleeding; he was almost shattered entirely.

“It hasn’t killed your body; it’s trying to extinguish your Dao Foundation!

There’s still a chance,” the Divine King shouted.

In the Pure Land, the lone sacred tree swayed.

The White-clothed Divine King sat cross-legged beneath it, his appearance solemn, sacred, and unparalleled, like a deity.

“Divine King Ancestor, what are you doing?!” the Jiang Family members shouted anxiously.

In the Pure Land, countless flower petals fluttered, each radiant, their fragrance wafting through the air.

The unparalleled divine king emerged, his robes white as snow, free of dust, his bearing as elegant as jade, almost godlike.

“POP!” With a gentle sound, a blood flower appeared at the heart of the unparalleled divine king.

It was strikingly vivid and transformed into a Divine Radiance that surged into Ye Fan’s body.

“Senior, please don’t do this!” Ye Fan shouted, wanting to stop it.

But his body was already fixed in place.

The Innate Dao Map was attached to him, and he was nearly shattered, unable to move an inch.

“POP!” Again, a gentle sound.

Another blood flower flew from the heart of the White-clothed Divine King.

Yet, he remained serene, like a deity plucking a flower with a smile, sitting cross-legged beneath the Divine King Tree, surrounded by bloodstained crystalline petals.

“That is…

the blood of a deity!” “The blood of a deity can cleanse all sins, illuminate the Great Dao, and sever karma!” “The unparalleled divine king seeks to cleanse the Innate Dao Map with his blood, sever the Innate Patterns, and use his own strength to defy heaven for the sacred body, bridging its broken path!” “But, even the unparalleled divine king doesn’t possess much divine blood; the amount he has is extremely limited!” “The divine king is going to enter nirvana…” Everyone was stunned.

The Jiang Family members were weeping, wishing to prevent this, but no one could enter the Pure Land.

“Divine King, your great kindness is higher than the heavens, but I don’t need you to do this!

I’d rather die right away!” Ye Fan shouted.

He was very resolute, unable to bear the thought of the Divine King perishing.

Petals fell like rain, reflecting a crystalline brilliance.

Under the Divine King Tree, that figure robed in snow-white, as graceful as jade, grew more serene and still, completely unmoved.

“POP!” Another blood flower bloomed, staining his snow-white clothes, and flew towards Ye Fan.

The divine king, surrounded by crystalline petals, sat cross-legged as if plucking a flower, his eyes closed.

The following content is not part of the charged word count and serves to answer some questions.

In chapter 410, some people said that the protagonist was nearly shattered by lightning, so how could he still be wearing white clothes?

They called it a bug.

Those who said this were surely not paying close attention.

I clearly wrote that after the Heavenly Tribulation, the protagonist put on a new set of white clothes; it was no longer the original one.

Later, as he continuously encountered Heavenly Tribulations, I couldn’t write that he put on another white garment every single time; that would be too repetitive.

It was already written before, so one can easily recall what happened.

To continue writing about it would be repetitive.

There is no issue with him wearing white clothes.

No bug here!

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