Chapter 101: The Might of the Cauldron — The Book is Fat, Time to Read
The Primordial Qi Cauldron hung in the air, its three legs and two ears emanating a vast, ancient aura. It was not large, only the size of a fist, yet it seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth, causing the surrounding space to tremble.
Ye Fan stood atop the cauldron, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes sharp as lightning. He looked down at the enemies below, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Today, I want to see who dares to stop me!"
His voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable authority. The cultivators from the various Holy Lands and ancient clans below all changed their expressions, feeling an unprecedented pressure.
"Arrogant! Do you think that just because you have a cauldron, you can act recklessly in the Eastern Wasteland?"
An elder from the Ji Family stepped forward, his body radiating a dazzling light as he directly activated his Dao Palace Secret Realm power. A golden divine sword condensed in his hand, slashing toward Ye Fan.
Ye Fan did not even glance at him. He gently tapped the Primordial Qi Cauldron with his finger, and a buzzing sound rang out. The cauldron trembled slightly, and a ripple of black light spread out, instantly shattering the golden divine sword. The elder spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward.
"What?!"
Everyone was shocked. That elder was a cultivator at the peak of the Dao Palace Secret Realm, yet he couldn't even withstand a single move from Ye Fan?
"Who else wants to try?"
Ye Fan's gaze swept across the crowd, his tone calm, but the threat was clear.
"Don't be arrogant!"
A middle-aged man in purple robes stepped forward. He was a famous figure from the Ancient Source Art Aristocratic Clan, known for his mastery of Source techniques. With a wave of his hand, countless Source energy transformed into divine chains that shot toward Ye Fan, trying to bind him.
Ye Fan sneered, his body not moving, but the Primordial Qi Cauldron spun, emitting a devouring force that absorbed all the Source energy chains into the cauldron, refining them into nothingness.
"What?!"
The purple-robed middle-aged man's face changed drastically. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late. Ye Fan pointed a finger, and a beam of black light shot out from the cauldron, piercing through his chest. He let out a miserable cry and fell from the sky.
"Anyone else?"
Ye Fan's voice grew colder. He had long seen through these people's schemes. They were nothing more than greedy fellows coveting his Primordial Qi Cauldron and the secrets of the Sacred Body.
"Junior, don't go too far!"
An old man with white hair and a youthful face slowly walked out. He was a Supreme Elder from the Yaoguang Holy Land, a Half-Step Great Power. As soon as he appeared, the entire space seemed to freeze, and an invisible pressure spread out.
"So what if I go too far?"
Ye Fan's eyes were firm. He knew that today's battle was unavoidable. Since they wanted to fight, he would let them know that the Sacred Body was not someone to be trifled with.
"Good, good, good! Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
The Supreme Elder from Yaoguang shouted angrily, his hands forming seals. A huge handprint appeared in the sky, pressing down toward Ye Fan. It was the Void Great Hand Seal, a supreme secret technique of the Yaoguang Holy Land.
Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged. He formed a hand seal, and the Primordial Qi Cauldron suddenly expanded, turning into a giant cauldron that covered the sky. It collided head-on with the Void Great Hand Seal, producing a deafening explosion.
Boom!
The energy waves swept in all directions, causing the surrounding cultivators to retreat in panic. When the dust settled, everyone was stunned to see that the Void Great Hand Seal had been shattered, while the Primordial Qi Cauldron remained suspended in the air, completely unharmed.
"How is this possible?!"
The Supreme Elder from Yaoguang was horrified. He was a Half-Step Great Power, yet he couldn't even break through a cauldron controlled by a junior?
"There's nothing impossible about it."
Ye Fan's voice was cold. He controlled the Primordial Qi Cauldron and smashed it down at the Supreme Elder. The elder hurriedly activated his defensive divine artifact, but under the might of the Primordial Qi Cauldron, it was like paper, shattering instantly. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was heavily injured.
"Anyone else want to try?"
Ye Fan's gaze swept across the crowd, his tone carrying a hint of disdain. These so-called Holy Land experts were nothing more than this.
The cultivators from the various Holy Lands and ancient clans looked at each other, all seeing the shock in each other's eyes. They never expected that Ye Fan, who had just emerged from the Ancient Forbidden Land, would be so powerful.
"Ye Fan, don't be too proud. Today, we will let you know that the Eastern Wasteland is not a place where you can run wild!"
A cold voice sounded, and a young man in golden armor walked out. He was the Golden Wing Little Peng King, a prodigy of the Demon Clan, known for his unmatched speed and fierce combat power.
"So it's you."
Ye Fan glanced at him, a hint of a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. He had long heard of the Golden Wing Little Peng King's reputation and wanted to see how strong he really was.
"Take this!"
The Golden Wing Little Peng King didn't waste words. His body moved, turning into a golden streak of light that shot toward Ye Fan. His speed was astonishing, almost tearing through the void.
Ye Fan's eyes narrowed. He didn't dodge or evade. Instead, he directly activated the Primordial Qi Cauldron, causing it to emit a dazzling black light that enveloped the entire area.
Bang!
The Golden Wing Little Peng King's attack landed on the Primordial Qi Cauldron, producing a loud noise. However, the cauldron didn't move at all, as if it were an immovable mountain.
"What?!"
The Golden Wing Little Peng King was shocked. He wanted to retreat, but Ye Fan had already made his move. He formed a hand seal, and the Primordial Qi Cauldron suddenly erupted with a terrifying suction force, pulling the Golden Wing Little Peng King in.
"Not good!"
The Golden Wing Little Peng King's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly activated his full power, trying to break free, but it was useless. The suction force of the Primordial Qi Cauldron was too strong, and he was soon drawn into the cauldron.
"Ah!"
A miserable cry came from the cauldron, and then there was silence. Everyone knew that the Golden Wing Little Peng King had been refined into nothingness by the Primordial Qi Cauldron.
This scene shocked everyone. The Golden Wing Little Peng King was a famous prodigy of the younger generation, yet he couldn't even withstand a single move from Ye Fan?
"Anyone else?"
Ye Fan's voice was calm, but it carried an undeniable authority. He looked down at the crowd below, his eyes filled with a hint of mockery.
The cultivators from the various Holy Lands and ancient clans all fell silent. No one dared to step forward again. They finally realized that Ye Fan's strength had far exceeded their imagination.
"Since no one is coming, then I'll take my leave."
Ye Fan put away the Primordial Qi Cauldron, turned around, and was about to leave.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, an old voice sounded. An old man with white hair and a youthful face slowly walked out of the void. He was a Saint Lord-rank Figure from a certain Holy Land, a true Great Power.
"Senior, do you have any advice?"
Ye Fan stopped and looked at the old man calmly.
"Little friend, your methods are too ruthless. If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be good for you."
The old man said lightly, his tone carrying a hint of threat.
"Ruthless? Hah..."
Ye Fan sneered. "If you hadn't come to provoke me, would I have taken action? Since you're here to kill me, don't blame me for being merciless."
"Arrogant! Do you really think that with a mere cauldron, you can look down on the heroes of the world?"
The old man's expression turned cold, and a powerful pressure radiated from him, causing the surrounding space to tremble.
"Whether I can or not, you'll find out once you try."
Ye Fan's eyes were firm. He knew that today's battle was unavoidable. Since that was the case, he would fight to his heart's content.
"Good, good, good! Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
The old man shouted angrily, his hands forming seals. A huge divine mountain appeared in the sky, pressing down toward Ye Fan. It was the Mountain-Embracing Seal, a supreme secret technique of a certain Holy Land.
Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged. He formed a hand seal, and the Primordial Qi Cauldron suddenly expanded, turning into a giant cauldron that covered the sky. It collided head-on with the divine mountain, producing a deafening explosion.
Boom!
The energy waves swept in all directions, causing the surrounding cultivators to retreat in panic. When the dust settled, everyone was stunned to see that the divine mountain had been shattered, while the Primordial Qi Cauldron remained suspended in the air, completely unharmed.
"How is this possible?!"
The old man was horrified. He was a Saint Lord-rank Figure, yet he couldn't even break through a cauldron controlled by a junior?
"There's nothing impossible about it."
Ye Fan's voice was cold. He controlled the Primordial Qi Cauldron and smashed it down at the old man. The old man hurriedly activated his defensive divine artifact, but under the might of the Primordial Qi Cauldron, it was like paper, shattering instantly. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was heavily injured.
"Anyone else want to try?"
Ye Fan's gaze swept across the crowd, his tone carrying a hint of disdain. These so-called Holy Land experts were nothing more than this.
The cultivators from the various Holy Lands and ancient clans all fell silent. No one dared to step forward again. They finally realized that Ye Fan's strength had far exceeded their imagination.
"Since no one is coming, then I'll take my leave."
Ye Fan put away the Primordial Qi Cauldron, turned around, and disappeared into the distance.
This battle shook the entire Eastern Wasteland. Ye Fan's name spread like wildfire, and everyone knew that the Sacred Body had risen and could no longer be stopped.