# Chapter 984: Shaking Jerusalem
Jerusalem is the holy city of three major religions. Every year, countless followers of Judaism, Islam, and Christianity come here on pilgrimage. Since ancient times, it has been a center of religious activity.
What Ye Fan saw, however, was the original ancient city hidden from the mortal world, one that had never been destroyed through successive wars, standing since antiquity until the present day.
The black city walls gleamed with a cold metallic luster, exuding an aura of antiquity, vicissitude, and sanctity. This was a city of gods, also a dwelling place of saints.
The city's grandeur and size surpassed imagination. Mortals could never have built it. The city walls were like black mountain ranges, nearly reaching the heavens. The wall stretched over a hundred li in length. What it enclosed was no longer simply a city but rather an expansive complex of cave dwellings, shared and used jointly by the three religions.
Through the open giant gates, one could see ancient temples within the city, majestic mountains, towering ancient trees—a pure ancient cultivation ground used for training.
The area outside the city was also vast, with a primal, wild aura rushing forth. Mountains and rivers stretched endlessly. Old medicinal herbs grew, ancient vines were as thick as water buckets, and the cries of apes and roars of tigers could be heard.
Many cultivators appeared in this area. Both inside and outside the city, not a single person was ordinary; otherwise, they could not have entered this place at all.
Ye Fan's appearance naturally drew attention. In recent days, the matter of a demon emerging from the Central Land had spread like wildfire, shaking the Western lands. Some scattered cultivators had gone to confront him, only to be defeated and killed.
The Central Land demon was traveling westward, about to defile the radiance of the gods and slaughter their followers—this rumor had long been circulating. Some were waiting, hoping to slay the demon and become epic heroes.
"He's here. This person has finally appeared. Is he the one who single-handedly defeated the Crusader Army?" some people murmured.
The city walls were packed with people from various races. In the primal forests outside the city, many people could be seen, along with knights riding savage beasts. Among them, many had no intention of making a move. This was the holy city of three religions, and Ye Fan had only offended one so far.
"Master, shall we enter the city?" asked the Phoenix Celestial Maiden.
That night, she had been audacious beyond measure, teasing and flirting with Ye Fan without feeling any awkwardness. In daily life, she remained as lively as ever, as if nothing had happened.
"No rush." Ye Fan shook his head. Facing this ancient city, he examined it carefully, estimating whether he could shoot through it with the Black Arrow.
If the people of the three religions knew this, they would surely be enraged and fight him to the death. Of course, he did not intend to recklessly destroy things; he was merely assessing various possible outcomes. What if there were heaven-and-earth-spanning formations laid down? Could they be broken?
"Everyone, I have come here for no other reason than to reclaim the ancestral artifacts of the Central Land. I do not wish to offend anyone," Ye Fan said. If unnecessary, he did not want to start a massacre and wage a bloody war in the West.
"There is nothing you want here. You are going too far," someone in the city said coldly.
"The ancestral bones and divine artifacts of the Yanhuang people are displayed in the Western lands, put on show for all to see. This is a humiliation for us descendants. Yet reclaiming them is considered going too far? What kind of logic is that?"
In the sky, azure light flickered and white mist swirled. A divine white horse trod through the air, carrying a maiden as it soared through the void. It was unspeakably sacred and otherworldly.
This was a nearly pure-blooded unicorn, without a single stray hair, pure white and gleaming. The spiral horn on its head was wreathed in purple light.
On its back sat a maiden in silver armor. Her figure was tall and graceful, her azure-blue eyes like seawater. In her hand, she held a small silver pagoda, and she immediately began her attack.
"Hum—"
The pagoda rapidly enlarged, reaching a height of over a hundred zhang in the blink of an eye. With a thunderous crash, it descended, dropping a vast white mist like a great waterfall, submerging Ye Fan and the others beneath it.
"Trying to intimidate us, are they? This is an ancient sect-leader-level artifact," Zhan Yifan said.
Ye Fan stood in place and pointed lightly. A blazing beam shot out, instantly fixing the silver pagoda in place. With a gentle wave of his hand, it rapidly shrank and flew into his palm.
He casually tossed it to his disciple. Seeing such an artifact was not surprising. Although this was an age of declining Dharma, many weapons of ancient powerhouses had been left behind. Even a branch of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Nine Rivers possessed such weapons, let alone great clans and holy cities like this one. They certainly would not lack them.
"Return my treasure!" The maiden gave a light shout as the unicorn charged forward. The spiral horn instantly released a thick purple electric serpent, cracking the void.
Ye Fan wiped his hand, and all the electric light vanished. With a light flick of his finger, the unicorn's horn instantly turned to powder. He did not kill. Clearly, this was an innocent young maiden who had read too many stories of epic heroes.
However, at that moment, a change occurred. The maiden's eyes suddenly deepened, then shot out blinding light. Her clothes on her back burst open as several pairs of blazing radiant wings spread out. A very powerful energy surged forth.
"Hmm, it seems there really are powerhouses in the city. But they hide their heads and tails, possessing an innocent maiden's body to test me. Since that's the case, I'll beat you until you tremble with fear."
Ye Fan murmured, transforming into a bolt of lightning as he advanced. His great hand descended, covering the maiden below, and from her crown, he extracted a human-shaped divine light.
It resembled a war god, its divine wings tearing through the sky, radiating ten thousand rays of light. It struggled violently, roaring, trying to shatter Ye Fan's arm, but it was futile.
"It is powerful, but within my close range, no matter what you are, you are as fragile as a clay chicken or a pottery dog." Ye Fan's palm and fingers closed together, crushing this human-shaped divine light. Traces of blood even dripped down, like divine blood.
"I await your entry into the city!" A cold female voice came from within Jerusalem, filled with anger. This was undoubtedly a powerful existence.
"Bang—"
The unicorn and the silver-armored maiden fell to the ground, both unconscious. Ye Fan had not struck them; to him, they were like mortals.
"Truly powerful, no wonder you dared to kill your way to the holy city. However, even if your divine might shakes the world, you should not defile the radiance of the gods." An old man in a golden robe walked out, holding a divine staff. His entire body was shrouded in holy light.
Behind him were over a dozen powerful knights shouting, all riding savage beasts and clad in iron armor, guarding this old man.
"That is Master Atuo. His magical arts are profound, and he understands ancient divine language. He is a terrifying great supernatural power user." Some people on the city wall murmured softly.
Ye Fan and the others could naturally hear this. Although the languages differed, cultivators' divine senses were universal, so everything said could be understood.
"I don't want to waste words. Return the ancestral artifacts of the Central Land, and I will leave immediately. Otherwise, I will overturn this place," Ye Fan said.
"I know nothing about ancestral artifacts. I only heard that you slaughtered five hundred Eastern Expedition warriors. I will judge you here and send you to the gallows," Master Atuo shouted.
"Then there is nothing more to say. I will be the one to judge you instead." Ye Fan could not be bothered to say more. This man was indeed powerful, a great supernatural power user, but he could not compare to Ye Fan.
"Almighty God, please punish the sinner before us." The old man chanted a spell, and a vast wave of energy surged forth. Rules manifested in the heavens and earth. The divine staff in his hand emitted immeasurable light, empowering these rules, making their power increase several times over. This was a forbidden artifact.
Ye Fan watched quietly. He wanted to see what was unique about the Western Dao traditions. Only after seeing its power did he calmly make his move, simply flicking a finger.
"Chi—"
A golden beam shot out, piercing through the net of rules, shattering the golden staff, and penetrating the old man's brow. Everything instantly came to a halt. Then this great supernatural power user fell backward, dead.
"Heavens! Master Atuo is dead! Killed in a single move by that demon from the Central Land!"
Everyone inside and outside the city who witnessed this scene cried out in shock. Many faces turned pale as they stared at this in disbelief, finding it too shocking.
Master Atuo had lived over nine hundred years, his Dao cultivation profound and unfathomable. In the era of his birth, cultivation was still barely possible everywhere on Earth.
In later years, he cultivated using pure faith and thought power, earning great fame in the West. He was one of the few great supernatural power users. Yet he was killed by a single finger flick. How could this not be shocking!
Hearing was false, seeing was real. In recent days, people had been saying a demon had emerged from the Central Land, how fierce and powerful it was. Many still did not believe it. Now, witnessing a great supernatural power user fall with their own eyes, chills ran up their spines.
Behind him, the Phoenix Celestial Maiden, Yan Xiaoyu, and others did not know what realm the old man was in, but from everyone's reactions, they could guess he was definitely an awe-inspiring figure in his region. They were all dumbfounded.
"Master is too powerful. Even a Western great supernatural power user is reduced to ashes with a flick of his finger. There is probably no one in this world who can match him."
This was the fourth great supernatural power user Ye Fan had killed after the three knight commanders. The most terrifying thing was that he destroyed his enemies with effortless ease.
"A demon from the Central Land..." many people murmured with trembling voices.
Ye Fan walked forward. Everyone retreated, not a single person daring to block him. His several disciples followed behind, all entering the holy city of Jerusalem.
"Our holy knights! Where are the ancient holy knights who have lived since the Dark Ages? Please revive! Purify this demon from the Central Land! Burn him with holy fire!"
Some people were praying.
"How can a demon be allowed to enter the holy land? The radiance of God must not be defiled!"
Although people shouted, not a single one dared to step forward.
The city was filled with abundant spiritual energy. Ancient trees reached the sky. Great mountains stood tall. Ancient temples were situated. Medicinal fields had been cultivated. It was a rare ancient cultivation ground, very suitable for training.
"You dare to set foot even in the city where the gods dwell!" An ice-cold, emotionless divine voice came, carrying a heavenly majesty that made many people tremble.
"The Divine Race! A living member of the Divine Race!"
After a brief silence, Jerusalem erupted. Many people shouted, both shocked and excited.
This was an earth-shattering revelation. It brought many devout believers nearly to tears. They loudly called for the god to descend and eliminate the demon from the Central Land.
"There really are ancient Divine Race members still alive!" Even some old cultivators were shaken, unable to help murmuring to themselves.
"The Divine Race..." Ye Fan's expression was blank, neither happy nor worried. "I don't care who you are. If you block me from reclaiming the ancestral artifacts of the Central Land, then I don't mind staining my hands with divine blood."
"The radiance of God illuminates the earth, omnipotent. Those who abandon God face only death by fire! Let it burn away your filthy soul and body, cleansing your sins!" A mass of divine light surged up, covering the sky, shedding ten thousand rays of light that cascaded down to every corner.
"Lowly blasphemer, kneel at the feet of God and repent." Another vast voice came, shaking the entire holy city.
"Are you forcing me to slaughter gods?" Ye Fan murmured, like a thunderclap that shook the entire divine city of Jerusalem.