The two emperor's sons, along with three fellows who never took the conventional path, drove Ye Fan into a red-hot rage. His state of mind rose and fell wildly as he comprehended the Dao in battle, pondered his obsessions amid desperate combat, and sought a breakthrough to an even higher level.
So-called Severing the Dao was a self-severing slash. If one did not sever oneself, the Heavenly Dao would do it instead.
This was caused by the environment of the Dharma-Ending Era. Heaven and earth were flawed, and people could not remain flawless either.
One first cut a gap into oneself, then achieved unity between man and heaven to comprehend the Great Dao. First flawed, then complete—this was the path of Severing the Dao pursued by the world, one that countless sacred lords and Great Powers had sought in vain.
Yet for Ye Fan, if he had taken this path, he would have long since Severed the Dao and entered the Saint Realm, his cultivation nearly catching up to Lin Xian's.
He was unwilling to sever himself. Obsessions filled his heart, delaying him until now and preventing his breakthrough.
"What do I seek?"
"Why do I cultivate?"
Ye Fan questioned his heart. He had too many obsessions: his father on the Primordial Ancient Star, Fairy Zixia in the Big Dipper, brothers like Pang Bo and Saint Prince who had fought bloodily beside him, and even Holy Master Lin, Black Emperor, Duan De... those punchable faces, one after another. He could not forget them.
As these thoughts filled his mind, streams of Faith Power flew toward him, mysterious beyond compare. They transformed into holy light that advanced Ye Fan's Dao attainment and repaired his injuries. Heaven and earth resonated with him, as though a single thought could forge the supreme Dao