Chapter 95: 【Invincible in BGM】

Ten thousand years later, when Huang Tiandi Ye Fan recalled the past, he would often sigh at the various inhuman treatments he encountered because of the Desolate Ancient Holy Body.

That year, the Huang Tiandi was young, weak, and powerless. When others knew he was the Desolate Ancient Holy Body, they did not take the young Huang Tiandi seriously, thinking the Desolate Ancient Holy Body was just a useless person who could not achieve great things.

But Lin Xian was different. He always said the young Ye Fan had the potential of a Huang Tiandi. He did not treat the young Ye Fan as a useless person. Of course, Lin Xian did not treat Ye Fan as a human either.

"To become a supreme Huang Tiandi, to become a Great Accomplishment Holy Body, one must bear the heaviest karma in the world."

Lin Xian was generous and impassioned, proudly saying: "Know that the ambition to reach the clouds in youth, once promised to be the first-class in the world."

"I am not, I didn't..." Ye Fan wanted to deny it three times, however, when the words reached his lips, he could not say them no matter what.

A trace of realization appeared in his heart. It was the Void Technique. Only the Great Dao of the Void could so easily imprison a person.

"You are not worthy to challenge the Holy Body!"

Lin Xian shouted: "Only by defeating the Divine King Body do you have the qualifications to challenge the Holy Body. Not every Tom, Dick, or Harry is qualified to trade blows with the future Huang Tiandi."

Ye Fan closed his eyes in despair. He had already anticipated that the people who would come to beat him in the future would either be peerless heaven-proud ones or eternal heroes.

Ordinary Holy Sons could not even pass Ji Haoyue's hurdle.

"I am just a Desolate Ancient Holy Body, not a Chaos Body!" Ye Fan roared in his heart, however, it was of no use.

The hatred value had already been maxed out!

Ye Fan's reputation, following this small Profound Heaven gathering, would surely echo among the various sects and Holy Lands, eventually shaking the Eastern Wasteland.

Ye Fan could no longer speak, only using spiritual sense to transmit sound, incomparably resentful: "Master Lin, don't harm me!"

"This is just the prelude to the Emperor's path."

Lin Xian said indifferently, shaking his head: "The Emperor's position is unique. To prove the Dao, one is destined to be an enemy of the world, fighting the heaven-proud ones of the past and present, sweeping across the cosmic Emperor's path."

"If you can't even pass this hurdle, give up early, and you might still save your life."

Ye Fan's heart trembled. He knew the Emperor's path was cruel, but he did not expect it to be so intense. Lin Xian had revealed a corner of the future for him.

"The tragedy of the great world, when the final battle song sounds, all will fall, falling on the Emperor's path. Only one person who can savor the loneliness and sorrow of the ages can reach the pinnacle, watching the heroes of the same era turn to ashes."

Lin Xian scanned the audience and sighed slightly: "There is only one Supreme. It has been so since ancient times. How many heroes have buried their bones in foreign lands, how many heaven-proud ones have been buried on the Emperor's path."

"Are you prepared to become a pile of white bones on the Emperor's path?"

The mountain peak was suddenly silent. Talking about the Golden Age, talking about the eternity of the Immortal path, were all illusions. Only white bones and yellow earth were real.

The crowd did not speak, bowing their heads in deep thought. A breeze blew past. It was clearly spring, full of vitality, yet everyone felt incomparably cold.

Only Hua Yunfei sighed softly, sat down again, and played immortal music. However, this piece was no longer ethereal and transcendent, but filled with vicissitudes and grandeur.

"The winds and clouds of the world come from our generation, once entering the rivers and lakes, the years urge us on. Imperial ambitions are discussed in laughter, not as good as a drunken life. Drawing swords and riding horses, waving ghost rain, white bones like mountains, birds startled and flying. Worldly affairs are like tides, people are like water, only sighing at how many return from the rivers and lakes..."

The zither sound was faint, the lyrics magnificent, connecting the heartstrings.

Hua Yunfei's zither art was extraordinary, almost entering the Dao. With every move, he could influence people's emotions.

The crowd felt sorrowful, and some even wept uncontrollably, as if they saw their own deaths. It looked like the beginning of a great era, but in reality, it used blood as ink, splashing across the starry sky.

Ye Fan looked sideways. This kind of poetry came from the other side of the starry sky. How did Hua Yunfei know it, unless someone told him?

In deep thought, Ye Fan's gaze shifted, looking at another beautiful woman, Li Xiaoman, who did not know when she had joined Star Peak.

At this moment, Li Xiaoman was wearing white clothes, her face was clear and beautiful, her expression was calm, like a white lotus, unable to see anything.

Instead, Ye Fan's gaze was noticed by Ji Ziyue. Ji Ziyue smiled slightly, stepped forward to hug Ye Fan, then pinched the meat on the Desolate Ancient Holy Body's waist, revealing crystal-clear tiger teeth, and smiled sweetly: "Little brother, what are you looking at?"

Ye Fan broke into a cold sweat instantly, hurriedly shaking his head: "Nothing, nothing."

Lin Xian, however, was thinking about one thing: let Hua Yunfei be the background music in the future, hired as the Music Elder of the Tianxuan Holy Land. It is well known that in BGM, the protagonist can stand in an invincible position.

Even regardless of combat power, reciting poems while appearing in the future, accompanied by immortal music, is also quite a stylish thing.

In the Shrouding the Heavens universe, combat power can be low, and people can be bad, but style must never be lost.

Once style is lost, death is not far away.

The song ended and the crowd dispersed. Ji Haoyue and Ji Ziyue walked together, Lin Xian went to Zhuofeng alone, and Ye Fan also left the Profound Heaven Sect under the eyes of everyone, saying he wanted to travel the mountains and rivers.

Hua Yunfei, with complex emotions, returned to Star Peak, looking at the endless starry sky, incomparably vast, a trace of yearning appearing in his eyes.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in hemp clothes, holding a silver tower, appeared beside him, his tone respectful: "Holy Son, the Holy Body and the Divine Body have already appeared, and Ji Ziyue is also a special physique..."

"The Ji family members are not easy to move, and the Holy Body is also a disciple of Zhuofeng." Hua Yunfei shook his head: "Wait a little longer."

"Holy Son!" The man in hemp clothes was suddenly anxious: "Opportunity knocks but once."

"No need to say more." Hua Yunfei's emotions were complex. He recalled the scene when the Ruthless lineage came to him years ago.

A child, glowing all over, looked intelligent and sacred, simply like a son of god, while he was holding an ancient zither, timid, afraid, constantly retreating.

It was simply a fateful encounter. From the beginning, it was the Demon Body achieving the Divine Fetus, just as the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Art achieves the Undying Heaven Art.

Holy Son?

The Ruthless lineage has two Holy Sons, but in the end, only one can survive.

At this moment, Hua Yunfei did not want to kill, his tone became heavier: "You are just my protector, I am the Holy Son. Before the senior brother eats me, I am still the Holy Son!"

"You will regret it!"

The man in hemp clothes was disappointed, shook his head, and left Star Peak, not knowing that their every move was exposed under an Emperor Mirror.

No one would have thought that two Sages would use an Emperor Weapon to monitor a small character.

The Void Mirror shone brightly, like a lake reflecting everything.

The man in hemp clothes walked on the small path of Star Peak, the more he thought, the angrier he became, the more he regretted, so he came to a hidden corner and secretly lit a divine incense.

He is Hua Yunfei's protector, but not the person in charge of the Ruthless lineage. Involving the Divine Body and the Holy Body requires a senior with a higher realm to decide.

A moment later, an old man arrived, his aura terrifying to the extreme, but his whole body was hidden in the darkness, unable to see his face clearly.

"The Holy Body and the Divine Body... it's a bit of a waste to use them for a spare tire." The old man said indifferently, revealing a kind of indifference.

He is Hua Yunfei's protector, and also the protector of the Yaoguang Holy Son. The Ruthless lineage has placed pieces in many places, like raising poisonous insects.

Compared to Hua Yunfei, the old man appreciates the Yaoguang Holy Son more, because Yaoguang practices the Undying Heaven Art, which is a step higher than the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Art.

"Give him one more chance." The ultimate protector of the Ruthless lineage said coldly: "If he doesn't agree again, give the opportunity to Yaoguang."

"I'll go, the Holy Son probably won't listen." The man in hemp clothes said submissively: "You should go and persuade him."

"Woman's benevolence, meaningless kindness."

The ultimate protector of the Ruthless lineage sneered. This is also a point he looks down on Hua Yunfei for—not ruthless enough, not as good as the Yaoguang Holy Son.

In the end, he agreed, because Hua Yunfei is still the Holy Son today.

The two walked one after another onto Star Peak.

"Prepare to close the net."

In front of the Void Emperor Mirror, many laughs rang out.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 96 =====