Chapter 1877: Return of the Saintly Path

Upon hearing these words, Ye Chen said nothing, but he was deeply touched inside. To protect the reputation of their ancestors, the Di Zi were prepared to fight to the death. The so-called Tian Zun Yi Ji might actually be a tomb.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of melancholy. The Tian Mo Yu was eyeing them covetously, yet the various heavens were still embroiled in internal wars.

It wasn't that the Di Zi disregarded the bigger picture; it was just that Hong Huang was being unbearably aggressive. They hid away when the Tian Mo invaded, then emerged to cause chaos once the Tian Mo were repelled, bringing suffering to the living and igniting wars.

Ye Chen was already grinding his teeth in hatred toward such internal bullies and inexplicably hoped that the Tian Mo's iron hooves would trample Hong Huang flat.

"Whether to go or not is entirely up to you, Ye Dao You. We won't force you."

The Di Dao Chuan Cheng stood up one after another, leaving behind a Yu Jian. Inside the Yu Jian was imprinted the time when the Tian Zun Yi Ji would open, along with the precise star coordinates.

Ye Chen took the Yu Jian, gently crushed it, and absorbed the information, imprinting it in his Shen Hai. There were still three months until the Tian Zun Yi Ji opened, and he was sure he had never been to that part of the starry sky before. The universe was vast beyond measure.

"Are you going?"

The women approached, looking at Ye Chen with concern. From his conversation with the Di Zi, they could tell that the Tian Zun Yi Ji was far more dangerous than any opportunity for good fortune. Even the Di Zi were willing to risk their lives, and they couldn't guarantee survival, so one could imagine how brutal it would be.

"Hong Huang's provocation is like a declaration of war—how can I not accept it?" Ye Chen took a deep breath. "I could choose not to go, could hide in Da Chu, but if the Di Zi are all wiped out in the Yi Ji, then my Sheng Ti lineage will be next. I might evade it for a while, but not forever. Better to join forces with the Di Zi early than be defeated one by one."

"I'll go with you."

Ji Ning Shuang spoke up immediately. Among those present, she was the only one whose combat strength could match Ye Chen's, and ordinary Di Zi were no match for her.

"Stay home and wait nicely. I have plenty of ways to protect myself."

Ye Chen smiled reassuringly and turned back into the room. The Di Zi's arrival had interrupted his enlightenment, so he needed to continue.

The women lightly bit their lips, their beautiful eyes filled with worry. The battles among the Di Zi were no joke—even Ye Chen could face death. After all, his Wheel of Reincarnation Eye was still sealed, making it hard to use for evasion.

"The Di Zi are having a big brawl—sounds interesting. I have to go check it out."

Ming Jue stroked his chin and glanced at Bai Zhi. "Are you going? Want to team up?"

"Go? Of course I am."

Bai Zhi answered without hesitation. Her beloved was heading into the Yi Ji to risk his life, so she had to help. She couldn't let her master’s reputation suffer either.

"Alright then!"

Ming Jue cracked his neck and turned to leave. Along the way, he glanced toward the ethereal void, as if he could see through the two realms to the Ming Di standing on Ming Shan. "Master, it's rare to have a battle of this level. Your disciple is going to unseal that seal."

"This is the fight I've been waiting for."

Bai Zhi also turned to leave, her beautiful eyes shining brightly with high spirits. "Time to unleash my peak power. I'm strangely excited."

"The various heavens are about to get lively."

Watching Ming Jue and Bai Zhi, Ming Di couldn't help but smile. "Who is stronger and who is weaker?"

"That Tian Zun Yi Ji—is it the Dao body of Dao Zu?"

Di Huang spoke leisurely, his eyes full of deep meaning.

"Hong Jun, this isn't something I said—it's his own guess."

Ming Di coughed dryly and looked up at the void. "Heavenly realm must be lonely. Got nothing to do and came to chat with me?"

"The three realms of heaven, earth, and humanity—how many secrets are hidden within them?"

Di Huang couldn't help but laugh and shake his head. "Dao Zu Hong Jun—I truly never expected that the ruler of the heavenly realm would be you."

Heng Yue Yu Nu Feng welcomed another quiet night, with moonlight cascading down, draping the immortal realm in a cloak.

All was silent. Ye Chen stepped out of his room and ascended to the peak, sitting cross-legged under the starry sky like an old monk in meditation, his demeanor dignified and serene, enveloped in starlight as his Sheng Ti glowed radiantly.

His Yuan Shen had left his body, transforming into a Chaos Dao sword that danced gently under the moon. Though his movements were slow, each strike and stance was infused with supreme Dao essence.

As dawn approached, his Yuan Shen returned to his body, but he remained unmoving, like a stone-carved statue. No one disturbed his enlightenment.

Quietly, two months passed. A layer of dust had settled on his body, though his white hair gently fluttered.

"I have a feeling that guy's about to make some big move again."

Under the moon, on the mountain peak opposite Yu Nu Feng, two shiny bald heads gleamed brightly. Long Yi and Long Wu stood there with their hands tucked in, watching Ye Chen.

"If even he's being this cautious, that Tian Zun Yi Ji must be terrifying."

Xie Yun, Xiong Er, and Si Tu Nan were there too, sighing endlessly. "Too bad we're not at the right level."

"You three would just be cannon fodder if you went in."

Xiao Ling Wa floated in the air. In this life, he was the Overlord Dragon, but he still preferred his previous form—a tiny figure no bigger than an adult's fist, chubby and pink, with his habit of chewing on source stones unchanged.

"If you went, you'd be worse than cannon fodder."

The three shot back. Every time they saw this little thing, their hands hitched to deal with him.

No sooner had they spoken than a burst of golden divine light shot up from the peak of Yu Nu Feng, piercing the vast sky and creating massive holes in the azure expanse. The profound starry sky became dazzling because of the divine light.

That divine light erupted from Ye Chen's body and transformed into various ancient visions in the starry sky: divine dragons coiling, phoenixes crying, white tigers roaring, and black tortoises leading the way—a full set of the four mythical beasts.

Such visions stirred up Heng Yue, prompting disciples and elders who had just lain down to sleep to rush to the mountain peaks, gazing toward Yu Nu Feng and listening to the profound Dao sounds.

"Sheng Dao Hui Tian."

Zi Xuan murmured softly, staring at the visions with a dazed expression, as if recalling ancient events.

"What's Sheng Dao Hui Tian?"

Xie Yun and the others asked curiously. Though they had rich experiences, they had never heard of this term.

"The divine repository of the Sheng Ti—or you could call it an innate divine ability."

Long Wu explained. "If we categorize it, it's a secret technique for recovery. Absolutely overbearing—as long as a single drop of blood remains, it can reshape the golden body."

"Is that god-tier?"

The group swallowed hard. They were special bloodlines themselves and had their own divine repositories, but compared to the Sheng Ti's, theirs seemed like child's play. Without comparison, there was no harm.

As they spoke, the visions in the starry sky began to dissipate one by one.

Or rather, they merged into Ye Chen's body. His Sheng Ti trembled with a hum, shaking off all the dust. Strands of his white hair turned back to black.

From afar, he looked like a radiant pearl, incredibly dazzling, embedded at the top of Yu Nu Feng.

Once all the immortal light faded, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze like lightning piercing through the void.

"Sheng Dao Hui Tian—not bad."

He was quite pleased, standing at the peak of Yu Nu Feng and examining his own body internally.

He had been in enlightenment, but unexpectedly, he had awakened another divine repository out of nowhere—this fearsome Sheng Dao Hui Tian.

As Long Wu had said, this secret technique focused on recovery. As long as one drop of blood remained, it could reshape the golden body. With this heaven-defying ability, in battles, unless he was reduced to ashes, who could truly destroy him?

"This burst of good luck is incredible—it's like whatever I wish for appears."

Ye Chen was overjoyed, feeling as if he had wings. The Ba Ti amplified his combat power, Hua Yu Wei Chen was for exclusive evasion, Sheng Zhan Fa Shen copied his true self, and now he had awakened Sheng Dao Hui Tian—it made him even more unstoppable, his invincible will firmer than ever.

"Embarrassing, isn't it?"

Watching Yu Nu Feng, Ming Di slightly tilted his head toward Di Huang, with a hint of a smile.

Di Huang didn't speak; he just rubbed his brow vigorously. That action answered Ming Di's question perfectly.

Embarrassing? Of course it was. The innate divine abilities of the Sheng Ti were incredibly hard to awaken—even he had taken a thousand years to unlock three. But Ye Chen? It was like he had cheats activated for his divine repositories.

What good was being a Great Accomplishment Sheng Ti? What good was single-handedly challenging five emperors? He was still absolutely outmatched by a junior's talents.

"There's even more excitement to come."

Ming Di spoke leisurely.

Hearing this, Di Huang looked up, gazing through the two realms toward Yu Nu Feng. The visions from Ye Chen's awakening had dissipated, but the starry sky was far from calm. Dark clouds surged, and lightning tore through the air, shrouding the vast universe.

It was a Tian Jie—someone in Heng Yue Sect was undergoing a tribulation, and its power was no ordinary thing.

The one undergoing the tribulation wasn't Ye Chen—it was his son, Ye Fan. The little one was still asleep, yet he had drawn the Tian Jie.

Ye Chen's expression changed, and he instantly appeared in Ji Ning Shuang's chamber. The women followed suit, their faces grim.

"Seal it for me."

Ye Chen shouted coldly, forming a sealing technique in his palm and gently pressing it to little Ye Fan's forehead.

However, the technique that could seal his own Tian Jie had no effect on Ye Fan—it was as if it were nothing.

"Seal."

Ji Ning Shuang also acted, her slender jade finger swirling with immortal light as she sealed it, pointing at Ye Fan's brow to try to suppress his Tian Jie.

But just like Ye Chen's technique, her seal was useless against Ye Fan's Tian Jie.

The women didn't stand idle and cast their own spells, but the results were the same. The young Ye Fan was like the former little Ye Ling—his Tian Jie was strangely defiant, ignoring all sealing techniques.

Ji Ning Shuang's face turned pale. If they couldn't seal the child's Tian Jie, he would have to face it, and none of them could help.

Ye Chen's face was also ashen. He knew the Tian Qian Zhi Ti was fearsome, but he hadn't expected it to attract a Tian Jie so soon. Even he had no confidence—could Ye Fan withstand it? He was just a child who hadn't truly begun cultivation.

"Don't just stand there—take him out."

Long Wu said, having come to Yu Nu Feng and now chattering outside. "Don't underestimate the Tian Qian Zhi Ti. Tribulations are like child's play to it."

As soon as he finished, Ye Chen left the room, cradling little Ye Fan. This was his tribulation, and he had to face it.

"Daddy."

The little one woke up, rubbing his eyes and looking at Ye Chen curiously. "Where are you taking Fan Er?"

"Passing the tribulation. Are you afraid?"

Ye Chen smiled warmly, gently stroking the child's head with fatherly affection.

"What's passing the tribulation?"

Little Ye Fan's voice was childish and innocent, like any pure-hearted child.

"That is the tribulation."

Ye Chen pointed to the thunder raging across the sky and smiled. "Don't be afraid of it. Treat it like a playmate."

With that, Ye Chen gathered a layer of clouds in the void and placed little Ye Fan on them, adding secret techniques to help him fly in the air.