Chapter 302: Confronting Di Tian

They have known each other for many years; Yang Zhu's strength is something Ye Fan knows all too well—even those who are also Imperial Son-level figures are far inferior when facing him.

"Brother Yang? So you're saying Brother Ye knows him?"

Yu Xian was slightly surprised; although Yang Zhu and Ye Fan had no direct contact, Ye Fan was extremely close with that troublesome big black dog, making it hard not to suspect.

As early as several years ago, someone had guessed this, but there was no solid evidence.

"Not bad; we are old friends, acquainted for decades, and he has done me a great favor."

Ye Fan drank a cup of fine wine and nodded in acknowledgment.

Previously, because he worried that if other trainees knew he was friends with Yang Zhu, out of intimidation he would have some reservations.

In order to better temper himself, Ye Fan kept this matter hidden.

"I will definitely defeat him and prove who is the true pride of this generation!"

No sooner had he spoken than a commotion arose around them, and then a mighty, resolute voice came from downstairs.

Accompanied by powerful footsteps, a burly man entered the teahouse, striding like a dragon and tiger, his bearing extraordinary, his aura almost capable of collapsing the heavens.

"It... is Di Tian!"

The teahouse fell silent in an instant; everyone held their breath, their eyes shifting as they gazed upon that divine figure.

Di Tian, who had already shaken the Ancient Road years ago, no one knows how strong he is now—just by standing there, he exudes an invincible air that looks down on all beings.

Everyone present was without exception a heavenly pride of their region, yet facing Di Tian they felt immense pressure, a strong sense of suffocation!

"You are the Holy Body of the Emperor Burial Star... but that's all."

Di Tian glanced at Ye Fan, a pride welling up from his instincts, as if he were a lofty lifeform disdainful of a glance.

He has never suffered a defeat since his birth; he indeed has the capital for it! "Who is stronger, who is weaker—let's have a fight!"

Ye Fan sneered; given his nature, he couldn't remain indifferent—his fighting spirit immediately rose, ready to clash at the slightest disagreement.

As their fighting intentions met, sparks flashed in the void, as if divine weapons were clashing, causing the entire teahouse to tremble.

The others, seeing this, dared not make a sound, for these two were beings they could not afford to provoke.

"Whether public or private, fighting is forbidden in the city; please excuse us."

At the critical moment, a pair of passing patrol soldiers timely intervened, allowing the two to calm down and avoid a major clash here.

"Woof!"

At that moment, a sudden dog bark rang out; everyone turned toward the sound and saw a huge black dog walking this way.

The Black Emperor had a square head and big ears, a body strong as an ox, his jet-black fur shining like silk, giving him an extremely distinguished air.

He held his head high, the precious wheel beneath his neck gleaming, swaying left and right with his steps, adding an indescribable noble aura.

"Damn, what a big mouth—someone like you is barely qualified to be an opponent of an Imperial Son."

The Black Emperor frowned, squinting at Di Tian, almost sniffing him, giving no face, and launched straight into a tirade of curses.

"You're utterly oblivious to your limits, actually thinking a little talent lets you compete with an Imperial Son for glory?"

"I spit! You should have heard of the Undying Heavenly Emperor—even his offspring were cut down by an Imperial Son in one stroke; what are you?"

The Black Emperor snorted disdainfully, showing no fear at all.

"You!"

Being pointed at the nose and insulted by a big black dog, when had Di Tian ever suffered such humiliation? In the next instant, his inner aura surged like a raging sea; he longed to immediately beat that creature to broken bones and torn tendons, then flay and dismember it.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you."

But soon Di Tian calmed his mind; after so many years of experience and tempering, he had become extraordinarily steady and composed.

Yet he happened to encounter this extreme specimen of a big black dog...

"I am waiting for our battle; when the time comes, victory or defeat will naturally be revealed."

Having said that, Di Tian flicked his sleeve and left; if he really struck the big black dog here, he would truly lose face.

"An Imperial Son chanced upon a divine relic and is currently contemplating the Dao; after a while he will naturally come to slay you."

Yang Zhu was in seclusion, while the Dragon Horse unexpectedly obtained an ancestral legacy and likewise took the opportunity to train; thus the idle Black Emperor first set out to come here.

"It's not me saying it, Ye Xiaozi—your cultivation is too low; facing that guy would probably just get you talked down to."

Soon the Black Emperor regained his lecherous look, his big black paw resting on Ye Fan's shoulder, feigning profundity as he shook his head.

"But I fear nothing; at worst I'll go all out."

Ye Fan had long grown accustomed to it, saying nothing; merely his pair of black eyes were extremely firm, his words decisive.

When the moment of necessity truly arrived, he would act without hesitation to meet the enemy.

"By the way, I have something I want to show you."

As if recalling something, Ye Fan produced a stone carving and handed it to the big black dog for inspection.

"How... how did this come to be?!"

Who would have thought that just a glance would make the Black Emperor's eyes widen, as if he had seen a supreme treasure, filled with immense excitement and exhilaration.

On the stone carving was a replicated formation pattern; upon it were many stone-block-like things constituting the major formation eyes, the engraved symbols few, yet each piece was crucial!

Although only a rough outline of the formation, it still possessed an extraordinary aura, immensely grand, absolutely laid down by an unparalleled master!

"It's right nearby; I happened upon it while passing through that area."

Ye Fan was versed in Source Technique, yet facing this formation he felt his head swell, unable to fathom its workings, so he copied it down to show the big black dog.

After all, in attainment of formation arts, he had never seen anyone who could be compared to this guy.

"No time to explain further; I, the Emperor, am leaving first."

Having fully understood the situation, the Black Emperor lingered not a moment, vanishing as if irrelevant.

From that day on, that fellow vanished like human evaporation, never again seen in the Thirtieth City.

"Phew, good thing those two extremes didn't appear together."

This let many people breathe a sigh of relief; the big black dog was like a jinx, wherever he went he stirred up heaven and earth, making people fear and avoid him at all costs.

The Big Black Dog has a nasty, greedy nature; with a Dragon Horse as a companion, even the Guide Envoy gets a headache.

Boom!

One month later, Di Tian, who had been meditating with eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze like torches, he sprang up and in a single step arrived at the star domain outside the city.

He stood like a demon god in the outer realm, his towering pressure sweeping across, causing many nearby meteors to tremble on the verge of falling! "Is it about to begin?"

In an instant, the whole city stirred, feeling the terrifying aura like a sweeping ocean, extremely horrifying; everyone fled Thirty City to the outer realm to watch the battle. In the distance, people's faces were full of anticipation, about to witness the clash of two peerless heavenly talents—what a shocking sight that would be! Hard to imagine! "Haha, I'm also curious what the Human Race's Imperial Son looks like."

In a relatively open spot, a middle-aged man resembling a butcher, with stubbly beard and a toothpick in his mouth, laughed.

This person is the Guide Envoy of the Human Race's Thirty City, but unlike other Guide Envoys, he is more 'down-to-earth', and even in the city he works for a living.

Howl!

The Black Emperor, missing for a month, reappeared, looking even more spirited, as if in excellent condition.

"Since the Imperial Son suppressed the turmoil, several more years have passed; it's hard to imagine how strong he has become now!"

"This Chaos Sacred Fetus physique is too monstrous; saying it's the oldest first is not unreasonable, and to live a lifetime with someone who has the potential of a Great Emperor…"

Everyone watched tensely, eyes full of anticipation, no one could stay calm; in the field, Di Tian stared into the distance, his black eyes profoundly deep, with sun, moon, and stars seeming to sink and float within them—truly extraordinary.

He had also been waiting a long time for this battle; everyone says Yang Zhu sweeps aside everything, invincible on the ancient roads, truly possessing the potential of a Great Emperor.

He very much wanted to see whether these things were as terrifying as the rumors claimed.

Hummm!

In the depths of the boundless universe, the void trembled like a scroll, divine power rippled, emitting a swath of auspicious colors, immortal light in four hues, dreamlike and illusory.

"Good heavens, what's going on? Could it be that the Immortal Domain is manifesting?"

The next moment, ten thousand li of mountains and rivers appeared, spanning the starry sky below, like an immortal trace manifesting in the world, shocking everyone.

Roar!

What met the eyes was an endless, majestic dragon vein, so many that one could not count, all lifelike, with faint dragon chants transmitted, shaking the heart and soul! It was a parcel of Immortal Land, spiritual energy mingling, auspicious vapors rising, ancient immortal treasures, strange stones and monstrous cliffs, everywhere rare precious items.

A silver divine waterfall like a hanging Milky Way poured down from a cliff ten thousand zhang high, a vast white expanse, crystal‑clear and dazzling, truly spectacular.

Just a hasty glance, and alone the little medicine kings aged over ten thousand years numbered more than a dozen, many of them even nameless……

As for more extraordinary terrains, most lie hidden within the chaos mist, making it hard for outsiders to grasp the full picture.

Although only the tip of the iceberg, it is already shocking enough, surpassing any divine land or relic on the ancient road!

In the Immortal Realm, a figure strode forth, black robe fluttering, light shimmering gold, with every sway revealing different brilliant intricate patterns flashing.

Yang Zhu's bearing was divine and mighty, his aura surpassing all ages; with every gesture, myriad Daos roared, and absolute heavenly tones echoed.

He stood before the Immortal Land, gazing down at Di Tian, his eyes utterly calm, like an ancient emperor looking down upon the vast earth.

"His reputation is not undeserved."

Even Di Tian's true self was stunned for a moment, unable to deny that Yang Zhu's demeanor could overwhelm the ages, far surpassing anyone he had ever seen!

Yang Zhu merely stood there silently, his aura fully restrained, yet he gave an unmatched sense of awe that made one want to bow in worship.

Di Tian's expression was grave; only at this moment did he realize how formidable his opponent was, impossible to catch up to.

"I hope you can give it your all in this fight."

His voice rang like a great bell, echoing through heaven and earth, the entire giant city trembling as if it might shatter at any moment.

He had a heart devoted to proving the Dao; no matter how stunning the enemy's talent, he firmly believed he was not inferior to anyone! "Yes."

Yang Zhu nodded; Di Tian, as a supremely renowned heavenly talent on the Human Race's ancient road, truly qualified as a generation's outstanding figure, worthy of his serious attention.

Rumble!

Di Tian strode forward, his aura swallowing ten thousand li of mountains and rivers, a vast amount of divine laws bursting like an ocean breaking its banks, boundless, causing even the star river to quiver with him.

He raised a hand, countless starlight gathered, blindingly brilliant, illuminating this star domain, almost too bright to keep one's eyes open.

Slash!

A Heavenly Emperor Sword took shape, towering tens of thousands of zhang high, even the heavens were split apart, its pressure sweeping down, unknown how many thought‑hearts exploded.

With a furious shout, the Heavenly Emperor Sword was swung, carrying the law of sea waves, and slashed toward Yang Zhu.

"Too terrifying; among peers, it's hard to find an opponent who can resist it!"

The onlookers were stunned; Di Tian was too strong—no wonder, having once obtained the Source of the Dao, he already possessed considerable Great Emperor potential!

Yang Zhu's expression was calm, his eyes deeper than the starry sky, and he employed his technique without a ripple.

"As vast as the sea, as fine as dust, River of Time, appear!"

As the sound fell, the heavens and earth trembled; instantly, all the Grand Dao laws appeared across the sky, various lights and divine laws dancing, the chaos mist hazy, gorgeous and dazzling.

The next moment, a brilliant light stream flowed slowly from before Yang Zhu, immortal light illuminating all heavens and myriad worlds, bathing past, present, and future.

The light stream was formed from countless faint motes of light, each containing surging temporal power, yin and yang reversing, heaven and earth overturning, affecting the order of one universe.

It seemed, before one's eyes, not a mere light ribbon but more like a River of Ages! "Boom!"

Yang Zhu changed his hand seal; temporal power flowed from his fingertips, the River of Time quickly condensed, and with a light push he sent it forth!

In an instant, heaven collapsed and earth split, standards went chaotic, unknown how many stars exploded, turning into gorgeous fireworks across the universe.

The River of Time bore immortal light, shining upon the three thousand worlds, destroying the weak and rotting, leaving nothing unbroken.

What peerless divine ability, what past, present, and future—none could resist; before it all turned to ash and returned to nothing!

Pfft……

The Heavenly Emperor Sword instantly disintegrated into a shower of light, unable to withstand even a breath.

The brilliant light stream pressed down, suppressing Di Tian; at this moment his whole body trembled, feeling a world‑destroying power!

Pfft!

Blood sprayed across the sky; Di Tian merely grazed a thread, and instantly his body exploded, torn into five pieces.

Fortunately, he employed Peerless Divine Ability, paying the price of hundreds of drops of essence blood, and only then managed to escape, appearing a hundred zhang away.

At this moment, he was drenched in blood, his breath feeble, half his body mangled, having suffered near‑fatal injuries! "Good heavens, this is too terrifying; no wonder he's the first to stand since ancient times—he must have already reached the pinnacle!"

People were horrified, merely gazing up at that distant band of light; cold air seeped from the gaps in their bones, a piercing pain that went deep into the soul, almost causing their primordial spirits to explode! What power—who in ancient times could withstand it? 'I will have my name carved for all eternity!'

Di Tian's dim eyes suddenly burst forth like torch-light divine radiance; he chanted the ancient scriptures, his qi and blood burning all over his body, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, covering the heavens.

In the void, ancient divine steles appeared one after another, covered in strange runes, their surfaces inscribed with his name.

Between heaven and earth, tombstones stood thick as forest, all his, emanating world-shaking tremors.

Like boundless war souls returning, myriad past-life forms lent their strength to this world; his divine might surged like crashing waves against the shore, shattering the nine heavens.

Without any hesitation, he unleashed his strongest Shen Gong; otherwise, he might perish and his Dao vanish in the next instant! (End of chapter)