Chapter 546: Chapter 545 Ancestor of Tianyuan

At that moment, Ye Fan sheathed the Yuanhong Sword. However, as soon as he did, he felt a suffocating force.

Even Ye Fan was terrified. He thought the Divine Race puppet hadn’t died yet, but then he shook his head. The puppet had never displayed such overwhelming pressure.

He immediately turned around, only to discover that the statue outside had moved. He quickly rushed out.

Approaching the statue, he discovered a mass of True Qi emerging from it, coalescing into a human form. This figure appeared refined and gentle, yet stood in mid-air with the condescending air of a seasoned elder.

At that moment, the Yuanhong Sword seemed to find its sense of belonging. It flew from Ye Fan’s grasp and landed in the hands of the figure.

Ye Fan was speechless. The Yuanhong Sword is so eager. This must be a wisp of the Ancestor of Tianyuan’s True Qi. The sword must have sensed that familiar presence and left my hand on its own.

At this, Ye Fan said respectfully, "Senior!"

The ethereal figure didn’t respond. Instead, he held up the Yuanhong Sword for a moment before speaking. "Back in the day, I was fortunate to acquire you. Wielding you, I roamed the Divine Domain undefeated. Now that you have found a new master, our connection ends here!"

He tossed the Yuanhong Sword back to Ye Fan, who caught the blade—a peerless sword any Martial Artist would covet. His accomplishments were, in large part, thanks to the Yuanhong Sword.

Only then did the phantom turn to Ye Fan. "You have come."

"Senior knew I would come?" Ye Fan asked in shock.

The phantom’s words were inconceivable. Could all of this have been known thousands of years ago? That’s too terrifying!

"Do not be alarmed. Our meeting was always a matter of time. I have been waiting here for you for thousands of years!"

"Senior!" Ye Fan exclaimed in awe, overwhelmed by how incredible it all was.

The phantom said, "I know what you want to ask. Don’t be anxious. I will tell you everything."

"Please speak, Senior!" Ye Fan nodded immediately. He knew he was about to learn the truths and answers he sought.

Then, the Ancestor of Tianyuan spoke. "Before my final tribulation, I saw you in the midst of the calamity. During my tribulation, a vision appeared within the Heavenly Dao—a vision of you. My tribulation failed, and afterward, I perished along with the God Clan’s King!"

Ye Fan was utterly stunned.

"I ultimately failed to overthrow the rule of the Divine Race. We fought for seven days and seven nights, leaving the entire Divine Domain in ruins!

"That battle was the first war our mortal realm waged against the Divine Race. That war was lost. You will be the one to initiate the second war!

"There are many variables concerning you. You may well attain the Ancestor Realm. But regardless of your success, the task of overthrowing the Divine Race falls to you.

"A wisp of my heroic soul has hidden in this statue for thousands of years, just waiting for your return!" he told Ye Fan.

Ye Fan asked, "Senior, the person I just killed said your fall was also related to him?"

This was a point Ye Fan simply couldn’t understand.

The Ancestor of Tianyuan replied, "That’s right, it is related to him. He was the one who spread the news of my failed breakthrough. My final battle with the God Clan’s King should have been postponed! But because my tribulation failed, the God Clan’s King ambushed me when I was at my weakest, leading to our mutual destruction!"

Ye Fan could read the Ancestor of Tianyuan’s tone. It implied that if he hadn’t been wounded by the Heavenly Dao before that fight, he might not have died in the battle against the God Clan’s King. One could only imagine how formidable the Ancestor of Tianyuan had been in life. Even the God Clan’s King couldn’t defeat him directly, only able to attack after he was already injured.

Ye Fan now fully understood.

The Ancestor continued, "Your current strength is too weak, yet you possess methods that terrify the Divine Race. Your future path will undoubtedly be fraught with hardship!"

Ye Fan declared, "As long as I can overthrow the Divine Race, this junior fears no challenge!"

The Ancestor of Tianyuan had also risen through the ranks step by step. Therefore, Ye Fan believed he was inferior to no one, at least at the same level of cultivation. He possessed absolute confidence.

The Ancestor of Tianyuan nodded. "Since your confidence is unwavering, I can rest easy. I left this wisp of True Qi behind for the sole purpose of guiding you!"

"Senior, what should I do?" Ye Fan asked.

This was a period of confusion for him. He didn’t know what to do after condensing his Godhead. Am I supposed to just cultivate in seclusion in this world? That’s not the answer I want.

The Ancestor of Tianyuan said, "It’s simple. After you condense your Godhead, go to the Divine Domain to gain experience. Only in the Divine Domain will you find endless opportunities!

"In this world, even if you manage to condense a Godhead, you cannot undergo the tribulation. This world is too fragile. It cannot withstand a major Nirvana, especially the Nirvana of ascending to godhood!"

He explained all this to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan understood instantly. "Senior, I know what to do now!"

The Ancestor of Tianyuan nodded in relief. It had to be said, even he couldn’t help but feel envious of Ye Fan’s Ancestor Realm Bloodline. If he had possessed it back then, he wouldn’t have failed his tribulation. The Ancestor Realm Bloodline is the benchmark for whether a Martial Artist can achieve the Ancestor Realm. Without it, the chances are incredibly slim.

Thus, he saw infinite hope in Ye Fan. An ancient will that had waited for many years had finally found its destined person.

He then produced two pieces of peerless Divine Steel. "I obtained this by chance in the Divine Domain back then, and it allowed me to forge my unbeatable Godhead!

"During my failed attempt to break through to the next realm, my Godhead developed a great fissure. It was later shattered during the God Clan’s King’s ambush. Only these two pieces of peerless Divine Steel remain. If you can fuse them, your chances of breaking through to the Ancestor Realm will increase significantly!"

Without hesitation, he handed the two pieces of Divine Steel to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan said quickly, "Thank you, Senior!"

The Ancestor of Tianyuan was more magnanimous than he could have imagined. This proved that all his efforts had been worthwhile. At this crucial moment, the Ancestor had set aside personal temptation to help him defeat the Divine Race.

For this, Ye Fan was deeply moved. Otherwise, though the Ancestor was only a wisp of True Qi and will, it would have been effortless for him to seize the Ancestor Realm Bloodline. Possessing the bloodline would have meant another chance at life and success—though whether it would have accepted him was another question entirely. But in the Ancestor’s view, since the Ancestor Realm Bloodline had chosen Ye Fan, there was no need to take what another treasured. Moreover, in Ye Fan’s hands, the Ancestor Realm Bloodline could unleash its true potential, allowing him to achieve the Ancestor Realm.