Chapter 58: Golden Book Suppresses the Sea of Suffering
Ye Fan’s heart pounded rapidly, entirely from excitement. He immediately thought of the *Dao Scripture*. The sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven and several great demons had fought to the death, primarily for the *Dao Scripture* and a precious treasure of the Eastern Wasteland.
This golden page was far too extraordinary. It seemed condensed from the essence of rainbow light, dazzling and brilliant, blinding to the eyes. It was heavy in the hand, many times heavier than metal.
“Just a single page, yet it probably holds over ten thousand characters…” Ye Fan squinted, carefully examining the radiant golden page in his hand. But even when he focused his vision to the utmost, he could only see vague outlines. The engraved characters were far too tiny. Both sides were covered in text, densely packed, each character like a star, blazing with divine radiance, extremely glaring.
Ye Fan found it hard to calm down. If his guess was correct, this was definitely the *Dao Scripture*—the thing he desired most. He had never expected to obtain it so easily; it felt unreal. He gripped the dazzling golden page tightly, and only after a long time did he settle down. At that moment, he thought of Pang Bo, whose face was covered in green energy. When he had sent those corpses flying over, the glance he cast in this direction seemed to carry a deeper meaning.
“Could he have deliberately thrown it over?” Ye Fan immediately considered this possibility. But the unknown entity occupying Pang Bo’s body shouldn’t be so kind-hearted. Why would it grant him such a favor for no reason?
“It’s… Pang Bo!” Ye Fan quickly thought of another possibility.
Pang Bo had been struggling for control of his body. Perhaps, in that instant, he had temporarily taken the lead. But after thinking it over, Ye Fan shook his head. This possibility was extremely slim. This was the most important volume of the *Dao Scripture*, the foundational first volume of this immortal classic, the cornerstone of a towering edifice.
Wu Qingfeng, the elder of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven, had once said that if a cultivator could perfect the Wheel and Sea of Suffering to their limits, they could benefit for life and become a peak powerhouse. This showed the importance of the Wheel Sea volume.
Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven only possessed a single chapter of this volume, a fragment of a fragment, comprising less than ten percent. It could only help newly initiated seedlings connect with their Sea of Suffering, lacking any subsequent methods. This had always been a regret for Ye Fan. Now, obtaining the complete Wheel Sea volume of the *Dao Scripture* filled him with unexpected joy. It would benefit him for life; this volume constituted a complete cultivation system, allowing him to cultivate continuously.
Ye Fan carefully put away this golden page, knowing he must never let the news leak out. Otherwise, he would surely die without a burial place. Even if the sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven obtained it, he would have to immediately seek the protection of the holy land behind him, or else face the destruction of his sect. Such a volume of the *Dao Scripture* was a priceless treasure, but also like a volcano that could erupt at any moment—immense benefits and deadly crises coexisting.
Obtaining one golden page was already a tremendous surprise. Ye Fan didn’t want to linger here any longer. With his current strength, he couldn’t compete for anything. Only by fleeing far away was the best course.
He quickly rushed down the mountain, activating the mysterious method recorded in the *Dao Scripture*. Golden threads immediately overflowed from his Sea of Suffering, flowing through his limbs and bones, nourishing his flesh and blood, greatly increasing his speed.
But just then, Ye Fan sensed a strange change. The golden page in his bosom seemed to tremble. At first, he paid it no mind, until he suddenly felt a chill. The golden page seemed to have touched his skin.
“What’s going on? It wasn’t placed against my body…” He hurriedly stopped to check. But what he saw shocked him. His bosom was empty. The page of the *Dao Scripture* had vanished.
“How is this possible?!” Ye Fan could hardly believe his eyes. Even if the sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven had acted, he couldn’t have done it so silently. How could it have suddenly disappeared?
At the same time, he felt the life essence within him boiling. The mysterious method recorded in the *Dao Scripture* began to operate on its own, beyond his control, causing his Sea of Suffering to blaze with golden light.
“Eh!”
Ye Fan was very surprised. At that moment, he sensed something unusual in his Sea of Suffering, as if something extra had appeared. He quickly looked inward. The sight left him dumbfounded. In his bean-sized golden Sea of Suffering, a golden page had appeared!
The golden page had shrunk and inexplicably appeared within that golden Sea of Suffering. This result left Ye Fan stunned for a long time, unable to recover. It was utterly baffling.
The mysterious method recorded in the *Dao Scripture* stopped operating, and everything calmed down. But Ye Fan’s golden Sea of Suffering now contained a miniature golden page. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t budge it at all. It wouldn’t come out.
Ye Fan stood there in a daze, unable to understand. He thought for a long time but couldn’t figure out why this had happened. However, his body and golden Sea of Suffering felt no discomfort, which somewhat reassured him.
After calming down, Ye Fan decided to leave. He took another step.
“Boom!”
Just then, a violent sound came from behind. In the distance, he saw the ancient palace in the sky shaking, emitting countless rays of multicolored light, sweeping away the surrounding ferocious birds and beasts, as well as the elders of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven.
“No, I can’t leave!” Ye Fan was truly worried about Pang Bo. Even though he knew staying was useless and he couldn’t help, he couldn’t get past this mental hurdle. He couldn’t leave without seeing Pang Bo safely escape. He felt uneasy and couldn’t bring himself to go.
Of course, he wouldn’t act recklessly. This time, he chose a more distant mountain peak to observe from afar.
“Swish, swish, swish!”
Just then, from the distant horizon came the sound of breaking air. Dozens of divine rainbows flew toward this place, at least several dozen in number.
“Rumble!”
Then, as if a thousand troops were charging, behind the dozens of divine rainbows came the roars of savage beasts. Mist rolled, and clouds obscured the sky. Dozens of savage beasts rode the clouds, each carrying a cultivator on its back. Though they trod through the sky, the sound of thunder echoed, as if tens of thousands of soldiers were attacking together.
Those savage beasts were ancient mutant species left over from the primordial era, all covered in gleaming scales, ferocious and terrifying. The cultivator seated on the central beast held a large banner that fluttered in the wind, exuding overwhelming power. On it were written four large characters: Yaoguang Holy Land!