Chapter 1115: Ancient Saints from All Directions Attack
"I have already thought it through clearly, there is nothing to regret. I am willing to join the strongest trial in history!" Ye Fan said very directly.
"Good. The path is your own choice. As long as you have no regrets in the future, that is fine." The old master of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion nodded.
Before leaving, Ye Fan and the old master of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion went into a sealed stone chamber, isolated from the outside world, to pass on some star coordinates. No one was allowed to approach.
It was a long time before Ye Fan came out. He bid farewell to Ye Tong, the Holy Prince, Black Emperor, Li Heishui, Duan De, Yan Yixi, and others, about to embark on the heavenly path and enter the star domain.
Parting was undoubtedly sorrowful. They had finally met again after returning from the other shore of the starry sky, yet Ye Fan had to set off on another journey. This was his life choice—to undergo the strongest trial in history.
The obsession from the other shore of the starry sky was gone. His parents were no longer there. Aside from these old friends and companions, cultivation, attaining the Dao, and becoming an immortal were his greatest goals.
"Until we meet again, until we gather again, I will return alive!" Ye Fan waved, his gaze sweeping over each person.
"Ye Fan, take care!"
"You must take care. Return alive, and bring back the Big and Little Moons, as well as Pang Bo!"
They knew that Ye Fan embarking on the strongest trial was primarily to rescue these people; tempering himself was secondary.
This path was too dangerous. It only reopened once every ten thousand years. Each time, the most astonishing talents of this world left, entering the boundless universe. Yet throughout the ages, only three or five had returned alive. The others had spilled their blood in foreign lands, dying in the starry sky.
Ye Fan was very strong, but even he was not guaranteed to survive. There were already precedents of several Sacred Bodies dying in battle. This parting, they did not know if they would ever see him again in this life.
"Farewell!" Ye Fan turned and resolutely walked away.
"Master, you must come back alive!" Ye Tong shouted, tears in his eyes.
"Waaah... Master, you really don't care about me anymore? We come from the same place, how can you abandon me?" The clever little ghost Huahua wailed loudly.
"Kid, you still owe me an Innate Sacred Body Dao Fetus. If you die, I won't let your soul rest in peace. You must return alive!" Black Emperor roared.
"I am waiting for you to attain the Dao and become an Emperor. If this poor Daoist cannot enter the Immortal Domain this time, I will wake up from my stupor next time and dig up your great tomb. Remember to put more treasures inside." Duan De also said.
The Holy Prince, Li Tian, Li Heishui, Yan Yixi, Dongfang Ye, Yao Yuekong, and others waved vigorously, shouting "Take care" as they watched him disappear into the distance.
The deepest part of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion was a forbidden area. Outsiders could not approach, nor could they even reach this place. It was engraved with an Innate Chaos Great Array, filled with killing intent, because this place held the mansion's most important secret.
Ye Fan and the old saint of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion entered this secret land together. Here, the traces of the array were obvious, interwoven into dense patches.
Strands of chaotic energy flickered, protecting the place tightly. The most terrifying slaughter arrays were densely arranged here, turning it into a land of death that few could attack.
"Back in the ancient times, a master obtained a fragmentary technique from the Nine Secrets, all about Dao patterns. Unfortunately, it was severely incomplete. Otherwise, this formation would be even more terrifying." The old master sighed.
He admitted that after so many years, the great array had been severely damaged, no longer as glorious as before. Otherwise, any ancient saint who entered would die. Now, it was hard to say.
Ye Fan was astonished. A fragment of the secret about Dao patterns from the Nine Secrets was actually in the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion. If Black Emperor knew, he would go mad with joy. That black dog dreamed of obtaining it and had been searching for clues for many years.
"Um, I have already shut down the Chaos Slaughter Array. This place is safe now. Otherwise, anyone who enters would be attacked indiscriminately. Let's go in." The old saint said.
Ye Fan understood. A strange light flashed in his eyes and disappeared. He entered the deepest part of this secret land. Ahead, a colorless altar sat there, ancient and majestic, as if it had fallen through time and space from the distant past.
"Go ahead. Step onto your own path from here. I hope you will become the strongest in history!" The old saint stopped.
Ye Fan bowed to him, expressing his gratitude, and then stepped onto the Five-Colored Altar one step at a time.
"This altar is very special. I am about to activate it. Are you ready to cross over?" The old master asked.
"I am ready!" Ye Fan nodded.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the void shattered. A large, earth-yellow hand descended from the sky, slapping toward the altar and Ye Fan. It moved at extreme speed, its saintly might surging.
The old saint was furious and shouted, "How dare you!"
His originally hunched body instantly straightened. His palm enlarged, transforming into a silver great stele that stamped toward the sky, blocking that large hand in an instant.
"Boom!"
Saintly might surged, turning into a storm in the sky. Each wisp of wind could tear open a black hole, terrifying and boundless. This was a clash of supreme ancient saints.
Another cold snort came. Another ancient saint appeared. A large, cyan claw covered in scales covered half the sky, grabbing toward Ye Fan and the Five-Colored Altar.
"Do you want to start a war with the human race?" The old saint of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion was furious, his hair standing on end. His other large hand struck out, transforming into a second silver stele, covered in flashing runes and divine patterns.
"Bang!"
He exchanged a palm strike with the second person, blocking him in the sky.
However, a third aura appeared, very abrupt and extremely powerful. A large black claw extended from the clouds, unknown how many miles long, its demonic might blotting out the sun.
This terrifying scene could be seen from hundreds of miles away. It was too horrifying. Such a huge claw truly seemed like the hand of the heavens, capable of grinding away everything in the world.
The old saint of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion roared. Opening his mouth, he let out a long cry that stirred the clouds in all directions. A silver-white true dragon sprayed from his mouth and nose—this was his innate primordial essence. It entered the clouds and slashed toward that large black hand.
"Very strong. It seems your cultivation is unfathomable, blocking three ancient saints. But I wonder how long you can hold out!"
This was a Saint King, speaking coldly from within the void, shaking the Great Dao and causing heaven and earth to tremble. His body was a blurry light. He took one step forward and slapped toward Ye Fan and the Five-Colored Altar.
"Ah..." The old saint of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion was furious, his hair standing on end. With a great shout, a vertical eye opened on his forehead, shooting a divine light that pierced toward this Saint King.
"Boom!"
The most terrifying thing happened. A fifth ancient saint appeared. Another person arrived. Although not a Saint King, he was still powerful enough. He stomped down with one foot, aiming to crush Ye Fan alive.
"You go too far! Breaking into my Extraordinary Scholars Mansion and committing atrocities. Do you want to provoke an all-out war between the ancient clans and the human race?" The old saint was like an old lion, his face full of indignation.
Without a doubt, these people were targeting Ye Fan, wanting to suppress and kill him, and even more so, to seize this Five-Colored Altar for the ancient clans' use.
"Heh, the human Sacred Body will not live past today. Old man, don't bother protecting him. It's not worth risking your life for a dead man. Besides, your Extraordinary Scholars Mansion cannot guard this Five-Colored Altar platform anymore."
The ancient clan's saint said coldly, filled with merciless killing intent.
"Old man, I will fight you to the death!" The old saint of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion's eyes turned red, as if there was endless pent-up anger in his heart, ready to fight these people to the death.
"Boom!"
The void split open. A sixth ancient saint appeared, his body shrouded in tens of thousands of divine rings. He had divine wings on his back, extremely brilliant. This was a Saint King!
"Relying on you alone, you cannot turn the tide. Struggling like this is nothing but a futile death!" This newly appeared Saint King said calmly.
Standing on the altar, Ye Fan shouted at the six ancient saints, "A group of despicable ancient saints, devoid of shame! For a mere Dao Cutter like me, you make such a grand show of force. Six saints arrive together, all for one person. Aren't you embarrassed?!"
"An ant. If a Great Sage had not deduced a thread of heavenly fate and thought you might be someone of importance, why would we bother to move for you?" An ancient saint said coldly.
"You are afraid after all. If you have any guts, come at me alone!" Ye Fan roared.
"Killing you is like slaughtering a chicken. It takes no effort at all." Another ancient saint said coldly. A large purple hand reached down from the leaden clouds, slapping toward his physical body.
This hand was too large. It rumbled, as if the ten directions of the sky were about to collapse. Each purple scale on it was several zhang long, extremely terrifying and frightening.
"Master!" Ye Tong and the others saw clearly from a distance. They all screamed in terror. They knew it was over! With so many ancient saints attacking, including Saint Kings, how could the old master of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion block them alone? He could not protect Ye Fan.
"Damn it! The ancient clan saints have made their move, and so many at once. Ye Fan has no way out. What can we do?!"
"Truly shameless! So many ancient saints attack together, arriving in a group, devoid of any humanity. They want to eliminate our human Sacred Body, disregarding all rules. How hateful!"
Whether it was Ye Fan, Li Tian, and the others, or the eminent elders of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion, they all roared, filled with unwillingness, their hair standing on end in fury.
With so many ancient saints descending, it was clear they were giving Ye Fan no chance to live. It also showed how much they feared the human Sacred Body—afraid of his growth, afraid of him walking the path of the strongest trial and ultimately attaining the Dao and returning.
Now, they struck out aggressively, without restraint, wanting to erase him, to completely strangle him in the cradle of his growth.
"Want to walk the path of the strongest trial? Try again in your next life. Go and be reborn in a better womb. You have no hope in this life!"
For the past few months, the ancient clans had made no moves because they could not find Ye Fan's trail. But they had long known he would walk this ancient heavenly path, so they came to attack.
The Sacred Body was one of the strongest physiques in the universe, causing the ancient clans deep concern. Some radical royal clans could not tolerate him becoming a saint, let alone hope for his future great accomplishment.
"Damn it!" An eminent elder of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion clenched his fists, so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. This outcome made him feel stifled and unable to bear it.
"Master!" Ye Tong's eyes were filled with hot tears. He could not help but roar in fury, wanting to rush over, but Black Emperor held him down tightly, telling him to endure and seek revenge in the future.
"If anything happens to Ye Fan, on the day I become a saint, I will visit these ancient saints one by one!" Li Tian said coldly.
"Master, don't die..." The little bald head Huahua wailed loudly.
These people were utterly in despair. The ancient saints had arrived, and so many at once. How could they stop them?!
"Don't worry."
Suddenly, a familiar voice came. A figure walked out from the sealed stone chamber in the distance.
He came closer, touched Huahua's little bald head, and said, "Don't cry." He wiped away the string of tears on his face.
Everyone was stunned. The person who came was Ye Fan himself. And that stone chamber was the one he and the old master had entered not long ago.
"This... what's going on? You are Ye Fan, but who is that person on the Five-Colored Altar?" Some eminent elders of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion were confused.
"I need an explanation!" Black Emperor bared his teeth.
"Now, let's just watch the show." Ye Fan smiled, looking toward the deepest part of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion, where the great battle was unfolding.
They knew that since Ye Fan was here and in no danger, it was obvious that all those ancient saints had been tricked. They were about to be in big trouble!
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. (To be continued)