The Emperor Tribulation shook the heavens, immortal light surged, and the Demon Emperor Imprint reformed. The Thunder Tribulation that towered above all other daos abruptly stopped, leaving heaven and earth in deathly silence.
"He failed!"
The Golden Crow Great Emperor secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His Heavenly Heart Imprint had finally been preserved.
Had he become the first Great Emperor in all eternity to have his Heavenly Heart Imprint shattered, his fame would surely have eclipsed even the Heavenly Emperor's. He would have gone down in history, becoming an example for those who came after him, just like the Chaotic Ancient Emperor, inspiring generation after generation of cultivators.
The Emperor Tribulation had ended abruptly-but what about Ye Fan?!
In an instant, the Heavenly Heart Imprint and the laws of the myriad daos cracked simultaneously. A battered body fell from beyond the heavens, drenched in blood, its robes torn to shreds. His aura was as faint as a guttering candle in the wind, and he looked like a rag doll.
"Ye Fan!"
The members of the Heavenly Court who had rushed over surged forward, caught him, and examined his injuries. Then their brows furrowed one after another, their hearts trembling with dread. This was a Dao Injury.
Ye Fan had always carried a Dao Injury, but his supreme cultivation had suppressed it in the past. Now his new wounds had triggered the old injury. The Saint Prince's expression changed, and he murmured, "Will he have to exhaust his Immortal Medicine ahead of time, just like my father?"
"Let me take a look."
Gai Jiuyou stepped forward. He had suffered injuries like these himself; a long illness could make a good physician, and perhaps he had a solution. Taking Ye Fan into his arms, he looked at the fist imprint on