# Chapter 1334: Source Heaven
The members of the Cang Clan had cold expressions, their hearts burning with uncontrollable rage and deep hatred toward Ye Fan. Several powerful figures secretly transmitted thoughts through divine sense, preparing a forbidden artifact to launch a surprise attack and suppress Ye Fan.
"Medicine King..." An old man ground his teeth, staring at Ye Fan, looking as if he might pounce at any moment.
Ye Fan remained completely unconcerned, leading Yang Xi as he wandered around the periphery, nearly surveying the entire mountainous region. Every step he took carried a certain rhythm.
The little boy was curious about everything, blinking his big eyes and asking questions about this and that. The two figures, one large and one small, paid no attention to their surroundings, as if they were on a sightseeing expedition, transcendent and at ease.
"Perfect timing. If he hadn't come, I would have had to emerge from seclusion to kill him myself. I will never allow pure Sacred Body bloodline to coexist with my clan!" A cold, merciless voice came from the depths of the Cang Clan, transmitted from the shadows.
"Two ancestral uncles are about to emerge from seclusion!" Several stewards at the mountain gate were overjoyed, their killing intent growing even stronger.
"The Sacred Body's bloodline, no matter which era, is destined for defeat and destruction!" From deep within the beautiful mountain peaks, the voice grew even more icy and bitterly cold. Still transmitting secretly, it told the clan members that he would emerge from seclusion shortly.
"May you be utterly destroyed, with no chance of recovery!"
At the mountain gate, that very imposing Saint shouted, joining forces with the white-haired old Saint to activate a forbidden artifact, launching a peerless assassination strike.
At the same time, various formations around the mountain gate began to flicker. Many hidden array diagrams that had been laid down were now revived, all attacking simultaneously.
"Dang..."
A resonant bell toll echoed, shaking heaven and earth with peerless dominance, as if the vast cosmic starry sky were falling—terrifying and overwhelming!
"Overlord Bell?!" Ye Fan revealed a strange expression, sensing an aura very similar to what he had felt near the giant tomb. Now, a massive bell descended abruptly from the sky, aiming to suppress and kill him.
"Sacred Body, we've tolerated you long enough. Perish, body and spirit!" The imposing Saint roared, causing thousands of mountains and valleys to tremble. The white-haired ancient Saint also wore a cold expression as they jointly offered up the bell.
"Mm, I've been waiting too. It's about time." Ye Fan remained calm, pulling little Yang Xi along as he transformed into a streak of light. Activating the Stride Art, he crossed a hundred li in an instant, shifting sideways.
The massive bell struck empty air, leaving only an afterimage. It emitted strands of Dao marks, tearing through the heavens, its sound deafening.
At that moment, footprints appeared one after another on the ground outside the pure land, all glowing. Upon closer inspection, they were all left by Ye Fan—the areas he had stepped on.
Boom!
These were chains of order, brilliant and radiant, composed of Source Heaven patterns. They completely covered the peripheral region, spreading along the underground ancient veins toward the pure land.
Heaven and earth overturned, sun and moon lost their light. This magnificent landscape was burning, transforming into a peerless land of terror. Various patterns interwove, creating a death zone.
"What's happening?" Members of the Cang Clan cried out in panic, because even some Saint-level formations were collapsing. The underground dragon veins shifted and changed direction, paralyzing most of the Saint formations carved into the ground.
This was Source Dao Divine Art!
While confronting the Cang Clan earlier, Ye Fan had secretly inscribed countless Source Heaven patterns. Now they were all activated. The dragon veins boiled, heaven and earth shifted, causing the mountain gate to begin collapsing on a massive scale.
Boom!
Like an avalanche or tsunami, several giant peaks crumbled. The mountain gate was leveled to the ground. The mountains and rivers here were destroyed, the power of the Source Heaven formation pushed to its limits.
This was an unstoppable force, sweeping away everything in its path like a flood bursting through a dam, carrying broken mountains and overwhelming divine power as it surged toward the pure land!
"Ah..." The heroes of the Cang Clan cried out, all shocked and bewildered. Those hidden formations were obliterated in an instant as the torrent rushed straight in.
At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes flashed with cold lightning. He finally made his move. In almost a single flash, he followed the surging waves of the Source Heaven grand formation into the Cang Clan, raising his fist to strike.
"Forbidden formation, seal off the mountain gate!" Someone shouted.
Countless lights flickered, connecting together to form a curtain of light. But still, they could not stop this collapse. The Source Heaven divine formation was changing the dragon veins underground, completely dismantling everything.
In the past, Ye Fan could not have accomplished this. But now, at the eighth heaven of the Saint realm, his Source arts had reached divine levels, allowing him to break all methods!
"Pu"
Several people setting up formations were all struck by Source art patterns, directly exploding into bloody mud.
Ye Fan advanced. At this moment, he made no attempt to conceal himself. Carrying surging golden blood energy, he arrived before the imposing Saint and threw a punch that split heaven and earth.
This was a powerful Saint, but under Ye Fan's peerless strike, he could not withstand it. First, his entire right arm exploded, then his body burst like fireworks—body and spirit utterly destroyed.
The ancient Saint beside him roared in fury. The great bell in the sky came crashing down. This was a rare forbidden artifact, surpassing many Saint weapons, carrying the aura of the Overlord Bell.
"Dang!"
A cauldron flew out from between Ye Fan's brows, colliding with the great bell. Instantly, heaven collapsed and earth split, rumbling thunderously. Countless mountain peaks turned to powder. Various array patterns flickered on the ground as the Source Heaven formation also manifested.
"Overlord Bell fragments!"
Two brilliant divine beams shot from Ye Fan's eyes. This great bell was far from ordinary. Although cracked, it had a different fragment embedded in it, shining with divine light as if about to revive.
He gave a light shout. The Primordial Qi Cauldron rumbled, emitting chaotic sword energy in all directions, all striking this fragment, causing its light to dim as it flew sideways.
"Retrieve!"
A cold voice came from the depths of the Cang Clan. The Overlord Bell fragment, its luster dimmed, transformed into a falling star and flew over.
"Sacred Body, you dare to cause trouble in my Cang Clan? Those who truly carry the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline will unite to kill you!" The white-haired ancient Saint roared, struggling with all his might.
However, how could he withstand such peerless divine fists? Ye Fan's eyes flashed with cold lightning. Merciless now, he wielded the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, his divine might covering the world.
His entire body radiated brilliant light, flooding the whole heaven and earth. Like a war god, he was unstoppable.
The old man was only one step away from becoming a Saint King, but he had never crossed that threshold. Even exhausting all his power, he could not block Ye Fan's fist force, his body flying sideways.
At the same time, from deep within the Cang Clan, powerful figures emerged from seclusion, but it was already too late.
Ye Fan was like a golden deity, invincible. In this mortal world, he possessed peerless combat power. He swung only three punches.
With the first punch, crack—he shattered the old man's Saint weapon into pieces, like a brilliant rain of fireworks. Peerless energy waves surged like a tsunami, the entire universe exploding!
With Ye Fan's second punch, the ancient Saint's arms and body were simultaneously shattered inch by inch. Blood rained down, white bone fragments flew in all directions—terrifying and overwhelming.
With the third punch, all energy turbulence in the area, along with the ancient Saint's divine sense and lingering thoughts, were completely shattered, turning into smoke. Heaven and earth became utterly clear.
With only three punches, Ye Fan killed an ancient Saint. Blood stained the broken mountainous land, turning this place into a blood-soaked demonic ground, terrifying beyond measure.
Ye Fan strode forward. Yang Xi appeared within his divine phenomenon, protected thoroughly, with no fluctuations able to harm him.
The Cang Clan had powerful figures, but certainly no Great Saints. Ye Fan had not acted earlier, secretly laying down Source Heaven patterns that spread underground, deeply understanding everything about this clan.
Now that he had fully investigated, he strode forward. No one could stop him. However, he did not go on a killing spree, merely heading toward the depths of the Cang Clan.
Although this star was suitable for the Cang Clan's cultivation, it was difficult to produce a Great Saint. After all, how many people did this clan have?
Even on very prosperous ancient stars with populations numbering in the trillions, having a few Great Saints was already impressive. Powerful figures of this level were extremely difficult to produce.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The changes were too fast for anyone to react. Ye Fan advanced like he was entering an unpopulated land, reaching the depths of the Cang Clan.
"Sacred Body, accept death!" A loud shout came. A middle-aged man with disheveled black hair, his aura like a mountain, charged over with a great bell hovering above his head. "Even if you hadn't come, I would have gone to kill you. I don't need those who truly carry the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline to return from the depths of the stars. I've been waiting for you to appear!"
This was a powerful figure, the one who had been transmitting secretly earlier. He was a Saint King of astonishing strength, with dominating blood in his body not too diluted, many times stronger than those seen earlier.
Most crucially, the great bell above his head, though seemingly cracked and pieced together, emitted a heart-stopping aura, with strands that made one's heart race.
Several bell fragments appeared unique. They were remnants of the Overlord Bell that had been shattered in the universe long ago, now forged together with other divine materials by someone.
"Ah..." This man roared, shaking mountains and rivers. The great bell above his head rumbled, emitting strands of oppressive pressure, faintly carrying some imperial aura!
Ye Fan was greatly shocked. The Overlord Body of the past was too powerful. Even through this broken weapon, one could judge a fraction of his might. He was truly worthy of being called a world-suppressing powerhouse.
Even now, these few broken bell fragments still made one's heart tremble, because the laws and Dao marks within them had not been erased, their divine might overwhelming!
"Dang!"
The Primordial Qi Cauldron above Ye Fan's head vibrated. Ancient figures, flowers, birds, fish, insects, and chaotic deities all appeared on its surface, ancient and weathered, as if they could inhale and exhale the universe itself. Sun, moon, and starry rivers appeared within the cauldron's mouth.
The two collided violently, both rumbling. Especially Ye Fan's cauldron, which contained a revived deity within. The myriad things on the cauldron walls seemed to come alive for real.
"What?!" The Cang Clan powerful figure was very strong, but now he was extremely shocked. "You... can actually forge a Primordial Source Cauldron like the Ancient Heavenly Court?"
His face was filled with astonishment, clearly greatly surprised. He stared at the Primordial Qi Cauldron without pause, scanning every pattern, extremely shocked.
Suddenly, a peerlessly sharp sword aura shot out. Another Saint King-level powerful figure appeared, striking at Ye Fan. Both of the Cang Clan's top experts had manifested.
Of course, the greatest threat was the one controlling the great bell. Those few Overlord Bell fragments were terrifying, containing powerful energy fluctuations.
They engaged in fierce battle. The great bell faintly emitted strands of imperial aura, not very distinct, but enough to make one cautious. If it were to unleash imperial might, it would be very troublesome.
However, Ye Fan was not afraid. This was not a true imperial weapon, and he also controlled the Green Copper Cauldron, not fearing the opponent using mysterious ancient artifacts against him.
The battle continued. Ye Fan relied only on his cauldron and physical body to resist the Overlord Bell, actually shaking the two until they spat blood.
"The Sacred Body from the Burial Emperor Star... is truly powerful. But since you've entered my clan's pure land, don't think you'll leave alive!" One person growled hoarsely.
Array patterns appeared on the ground. More ancient and heaven-dominating formations manifested, as if they could suppress all living beings!
Ye Fan remained calm. Source Heaven array patterns flickered beneath his feet, becoming increasingly profound and complex, as if they could move heaven and earth, causing the eight wilds to tremble.
Another person sneered, "Wrong. How could the Sacred Body originate from the Burial Emperor Star? Have you forgotten the ancient records left by our ancestors? They merely descended on the Big Dipper like the ancient Great Emperors. How pitiful—they don't even know where their mother star is. And yet their mother star once stood alongside ours, fighting for so many years."
Ye Fan's heart stirred. He had uncovered some hidden secrets. The grudges between the two physiques seemed very ancient, originating from two mother stars, predating the Big Dipper era's bloody battles.
"Boom!"
On the ground, various formations flickered. Dao marks shot into the sky, enough to grind down any Saint.
Ye Fan remained very calm. Thousands upon thousands of Source Heaven patterns surrounded him, resisting their peerless grand formations. They spread from underground to the high heavens, drawing upon the power of the sun, moon, and starry river.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's body shook violently. His ears rang, his vision darkened. The golden blood within him boiled, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.
He was greatly shocked. For no apparent reason, a layer of terrifying red fur grew on his arm, extremely eerie. But then his golden sacred blood boiled, destroying it.
"This ancient star... the Origin Heavenly Master also came here. What is here?!" Ye Fan revealed a grave expression.
August is truly about to pass. All you great emperors, offer up your imperial weapons. You can also offer up some recommendation ticket secret manuals. Thank you... rq!.