# Chapter 1296: Divine Ghost Burial Ground
At the center of the Great Moon Slope, the terrain was open with little incline, and the mist was also quite thin. A pair of enormous stone doors emitted creaking sounds as they slowly moved, revealing a crack from which surged a thin, astonishing smoke.
The white mist resembled immortal fog, hazy and indistinct, flowing out from the gap in the stone doors, ethereal and agile.
This was a bizarre scene. Nearby, layers of Dao patterns shimmered with rippling light. On the stone altar, the golden Overlord Dragon egg shone brilliantly, while the stone doors themselves were eerily unsettling.
A wild fox faced the stone doors from which white mist overflowed, making an offering before the stone altar. A stone wolf was also very uneasy, growling softly as it paced back and forth, standing guard nearby.
Divine Ghost Burial Ground!
Behind the stone doors lay the abandoned land of the abandoned, belonging to the mythological era before the ancient times.
So many long years had passed that no one knew what kind of ancient site it had become. The stone wolf and wild fox were tense, filled with anxious anticipation.
From behind the massive stone doors, wisps of white immortal mist emerged, but there were no other changes, leaving people uncertain of the situation.
The stone wolf let out a low roar, its entire body erupting with surging blood energy. It stepped across the shimmering Dao patterns, approached the stone doors, extended a claw, and pushed against them.
Rumble!
It was like a great mountain moving. The stone doors slowly opened, revealing a wide gap that allowed three horses to pass through side by side. But it was still far from fully open.
The wild fox drew close, exchanged glances with the stone wolf, and their bodies blazed with ten thousand zhang of sacred radiance, exuding powerful momentum. In a flash, they both vanished through the doors.
"They've gone in. What do we do?" the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon couldn't help but want to rush in as well.
So many long years had passed, and a relic from the mythological era had reappeared in the world. Any cultivator would want to go in and see what was there. If ancient artifacts remained, they would absolutely be earth-shattering.
"Wait a moment. I think they're just scouting the path and wouldn't dare go deep," Ye Fan said.
"Woo-woo..."
Suddenly, wolf howls and fox cries rang out. Sacred radiance burst forth as if something terrible was happening inside. The two great sacred beasts roared, fiercely contending against something.
"No way? So many years have passed, the mythological era has long been sealed away, and there are still living beings inside?!" The Dragon Horse opened its eyes wide in shock.
This was all too unbelievable!
Not to mention the wild fox, even the stone wolf alone was a terrifying existence, with few rivals among sages. If an ordinary ancient sage faced it, they could only fall, because it was a being nurtured by heaven and earth.
After a moment, the stone wolf rushed out, nearly cut in half at the waist, with half its head also cleaved off. Its injuries were extremely severe. Although its body was made of stone, blood had grown inside it. Sacred radiance shone everywhere as blood dripped, a miserable sight.
Then the wild fox escaped, its body covered with dozens of bloody wounds, each one cutting into its vital points. The sacred beast's flesh was nearly torn into four or five pieces, sacred blood flowing everywhere.
The two powerful ancient beasts were extremely exhausted, having consumed a great deal of their essence blood. Their bodies spasmed as they staggered out.
"An undying battle intent. This mythological era burial ground must have something our master needs," the stone wolf growled, its sacred blood steaming as it healed its wounded body.
Boom!
Suddenly, heaven and earth rumbled. A crocodile dragon, its body radiating billions of golden threads of light, crashed down like a golden mountain, shattering the void to ambush the stone wolf.
Smack!
The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon's mountain-sized golden claw throbbed with pain, nearly breaking off. It was a primeval mutant species and had rarely suffered such a great loss since emerging into the world.
But now, the stone wolf had nearly torn off one of its crocodile dragon arms, shocking it. The sacred spirit lineage from beyond the domain was as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, and indeed, each one was a peerless expert.
"Roar!"
The stone wolf howled, its aura swallowing mountains and rivers. The heavens directly exploded, blood energy piercing the sun. The sky shattered inch by inch. Under its powerful sacred might, there was almost nothing that could contend with it.
The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon was shaken. Its nine golden dragon tails swayed, transforming into peerless immortal swords that clanged as they wrapped in chaotic energy and slashed down.
Bang! Bang!
The nine golden giant tails were as long as mountain ranges, each one peerlessly sharp. Yet in collision with the wolf's claws, they nearly broke, dripping with blood.
The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon roared in pain, retreating step by step. It couldn't withstand this stone being—the gap was too great.
"Heaven-nurtured, earth-bred beings are indeed powerful. Quickly help me!"
It wasn't that the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon was weak. In fact, it was a top-tier expert among sacred beasts. The main issue was that this stone wolf from the depths of the universe was too domineering, divinely brave and invincible.
This stone wolf's realm was slightly higher than the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon's, giving it absolute, invincible initiative. Moreover, even if their realms were the same, with the thin dragon blood flowing in the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon's veins, it would be hard to predict who would win or lose.
Such was the terror of sacred spirits!
These beings were born from stone, rare throughout history, but whenever one appeared, it was always a peerless expert.
"Pfft!"
On the other side, the Dragon Horse ambushed the wild fox and succeeded immediately, kicking in the fox's ribs with one hoof, then launching a storm of attacks.
However, the Dragon Horse couldn't quickly win this battle. The wild fox had profound Dao cultivation and was a cunning ancient beast with hopes of becoming a Sacred Beast King. Dragging its wounded body into battle, it unleashed all kinds of strange techniques.
Ye Fan moved. With one step, heaven and earth shook as he attacked the stone wolf.
This stone wolf from beyond the domain was greatly startled. It had almost killed the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon, but as soon as this figure appeared, one punch shattered its stone claw.
What race was this humanoid being? It didn't quite believe this was a human. After all, even the most noble-blooded demon clans couldn't match the physical body of a sacred spirit lineage.
Boom!
That majestic figure struck a second time. Radiance blazed for ten thousand zhang. All of heaven and earth pulsed with his steps and rumbled with his fist.
His thick black hair and cold, sharp gaze made the stone wolf's heart tremble. It steeled itself to resist, unleashing various laws for a lethal strike.
"Crack!"
However, in the ensuing confrontation, it discovered this person was too terrifying. Its stone claws developed cracks under those overbearing fists, its entire body covered in blood, nearly falling apart.
Seeing this, the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon felt awe toward Ye Fan. Without a word, it turned to help the Dragon Horse. The two great sacred beasts jointly ambushed the wild fox, which had several thousand years of Dao cultivation.
"Who are you?" the stone wolf asked coldly.
"State your purpose. When will you attack the Tenth City of Humanity?" Ye Fan didn't answer but instead asked it coldly.
The stone wolf's expression changed. It employed various ancient techniques, activating laws. A divine moon appeared, enveloping it within, instantly increasing its combat power several times over.
The Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon, standing within the moon, brilliant and dazzling, blood energy splitting the heavens, incomparably fierce.
Unfortunately, it had encountered Ye Fan. A large hand reached down, transforming into a cage. Chaotic energy emerged above it, primal magnetic immortal light flickered, crackling with mystery.
Ye Fan grabbed it, shattered its protective divine moon, and began to refine its body.
"Roar..."
The stone wolf howled, spitting out a beam of immortal light—its most essential life essence—breaking free from the hand and escaping.
"Bang!"
But what awaited it was a heavy blow. It still couldn't escape. Ye Fan, like a god or demon, caught up and threw a punch that shattered the sky with wind and thunder.
The stone wolf roared, constantly resisting. After dozens or hundreds of collisions, it was beaten into pieces, covered in blood. Its primordial spirit tried to flee, but a large hand covered it.
"You won't get anything!" it roared. In a blaze of brilliant light, its primordial spirit turned to ashes as it ended itself.
The Dragon Horse and Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon also achieved results, subduing the wild fox that had cultivated for several thousand years. This sacred beast wasn't as fierce as the stone wolf. It didn't self-destruct immediately, allowing some useful information to be extracted.
Unfortunately, it wasn't from beyond the starry sky and didn't know when the sacred spirits would attack. It only knew that this mythological era burial ground might contain something the sacred spirit clan needed.
It had stolen the Overlord Dragon egg and cooperated with the stone wolf, setting up Dao patterns here. It also wanted to enter the Divine Ghost Burial Ground to find heaven-defying ancient artifacts.
In the end, the wild fox was devoured by the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon, becoming nourishment for its cultivation.
"The sacred spirit clan is too terrifying. That was just a flawed wolf with severe injuries, yet it almost made me fall," the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon sighed.
It had profound Dao cultivation and had rarely encountered opponents of the same rank over the years, earning a great reputation among sacred beasts. Yet today, it was nearly torn apart by a stone wolf, giving it a sense of defeat.
Ye Fan said, "You must understand, that was a sacred spirit, known as the most terrifying creature, born from heaven and earth. It's not surprising that anyone would lose to it, especially since its realm was higher than yours."
"This wild fox had hopes of becoming a Saint King, a whole level above us, yet we still killed it. That shows your true potential," the Dragon Horse added.
Ye Fan had them follow behind. With the Primordial Qi Cauldron above his head, he remained alert as he walked through the wide crack in the stone doors.
White mist curled, like a piece of immortal land. No killing intent could be felt, nor were any terrifying creatures visible.
Behind the stone doors, within this Divine Ghost Burial Ground, white mist swirled, appearing very tranquil.
First, they saw a massive stone with a sword scar on it, left from before the ancient times. Countless years had passed, grinding down divine mountains and evaporating seas, yet it still existed.
The stone wolf and wild fox had been injured here, touching that sword scar, nearly being cleaved to death on the spot. These were two powerful sacred beasts, yet they had no power to resist here.
This was a terrifying sword scar left by a supreme expert. Time had washed everything away—sword energy, immortal power, all gone—leaving only an undying battle intent.
The Dragon Horse and others had learned of the sword scar's terror from the wild fox's divine consciousness. Otherwise, barging in rashly would likely result in being ground down by the peerless sword intent.
Ye Fan silently observed here for an hour, feeling a domineering and sharp, invincible killing intent, like an immortal phoenix descending for a single strike!
After a moment, he continued forward without delay. This wasn't his Dao and wasn't suitable for human cultivation.
But the Dragon Horse and Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon stood here for an entire day and night, comprehending that undying sword intent. Their bodies and minds trembled, as if listening to a demon emperor expounding invincible scriptures.
Ye Fan walked through the Divine Ghost Burial Ground, dispersing the white mist, advancing step by step. Soon, his mind and spirit shook—what he saw was shocking.
On the ground lay corpse after corpse, blood dripping, as if the battle had just ended. Within just a few li, he had already seen the remains of over a dozen ancient sages.
Some belonged to the demon clan, some to the human clan, and there were also incomplete stone sacred spirits...
When Ye Fan walked past, the fresh bloodstains and corpses radiating sacred might all turned to ashes, becoming dust with his footsteps.
This was an abandoned land, belonging to before the ancient times!
So many years had passed, measured in millions of years. No matter what it was, it would be ground away. Even the so-called immortal sacred bones couldn't withstand it.
Ye Fan broke through the mist, advancing over a dozen li, and saw a great black river surging. It was vast but silent, rushing from deep within the Divine Ghost Burial Ground.
"Styx!"
Ye Fan was greatly startled. This was water of the underworld, legendarily originating from the netherworld realm, rarely seen in the world. Here, it had formed a great river.
He arrived at the bank, feeling the intense cold of the black water. If not for his sacred body, the Styx's water vapor could directly corrode his flesh and blood.
After a moment, Ye Fan's mind shook. Corpses occasionally floated down the Styx. Though long decayed, they still retained human form, far from turning to ashes.
"These drifting corpses are all sages. From the ancient times until now, they still exist in the world. What kind of place is the source of the Styx?" Ye Fan followed the river upstream!