Chapter 1347: Suppression
“Daoist Brother Ye, what do you mean by this? Do you intend to detain all of us?” the old messenger asked with an unfriendly expression.
“You’re old enough that your beard has turned white, yet you still meddle in the affairs of juniors. Do you really think you’re some old rascal?” Ye Fan taunted, having no goodwill toward this man. It was all because of this messenger’s report that the trouble had started.
The messengers on the ancient path held a distinguished status, traveling between the major cities. Though they couldn’t compare to the Guide Envoys or Great Commanders, they were usually treated with respect. Being ridiculed like this by Ye Fan made it hard for him to save face.
“Daoist Brother, please show some restraint! The Peerless Overlord is about to descend from across the stars. You’d better consider how to deal with your ultimate nemesis. I hope you can survive unscathed,” he said with a sinister tone.
Ye Fan sneered coldly. “You’re always worrying about things that don’t concern you. Given your questionable character, it’s necessary to suppress you and send you to mine for a hundred years.”
The messenger’s face darkened with black lines, and he said gloomily, “You wouldn’t dare make a move against us, would you?”
Weng!
Without another word, Ye Fan spread his five fingers and reached out to suppress him. It was like a Five Finger Mountain, accompanied by the roar of wind and thunder, and a dazzling divine light surged forth, brilliant and blinding.
The messenger was indignant. This was too dismissive. After all, he was second only to the Guide Envoy and the Great Commander, yet the Sacred Body was treating him like some stray cat or dog, casually flipping his hand to suppress him.
A stream of Yin-Yin Dark Essence seeped from his body, a dark source power specifically used to dissolve sacred force. Its momentum was fierce, and ordinary people dared not clash with it head-on.
However, under Ye Fan’s golden palm, this Yin-Yin Dark Essence melted like snow, hissing and sizzling, purified cleanly by the golden glow.
The messenger quickly retreated, trying to stand with the others, but the massive hand in the sky descended like a golden dome falling, cutting off his escape route.
The Guide Envoy’s expression changed. There was no way out, neither to the heavens nor the earth. That single hand was like an entire world, sealing off this place, making it impossible to break free.
“Open!”
He let out a soft shout, his body burning with Yin-Yin Dark Essence. Beams of black light blazed like a black sun, tearing through the void as he tried to flee.
Unfortunately, it was still ineffective. Nine ancient characters appeared on Ye Fan’s golden hand, shining brilliantly like nine divine stars rotating, radiating an undying radiance.
These were the nine mysterious characters from the Dao Scripture, capable of suppressing all living things. Under normal circumstances, Ye Fan wouldn’t use them, but now he wanted to end the battle quickly and brought them out directly.
“No…” the messenger cried out.
Everything happened too fast. Others wanted to rescue him but could only watch as Ye Fan raised his hand and suppressed him directly, as if dealing with a three-year-old child.
“How can this be? That’s the Overlord’s ancient technique!” Xu Li exclaimed, her delicate face full of disbelief.
The messenger had been defeated too quickly. The golden hand transformed into a vast universe, shrouded in chaotic mist, with the nine ancient characters glowing like deities, mysterious beyond compare.
Ye Fan slowly closed his golden hand. The messenger screamed, rapidly shrinking until he was like a caterpillar, limp on Ye Fan’s palm, trembling violently as if facing a god or demon.
Ye Fan’s ancient technique was profound, instantly subduing the enemy. He gently shook his right hand, and the messenger felt the world turn upside down, chaos surging. He nearly shattered, tumbling and crashing.
This golden hand was about to dissolve him. The messenger was terrified out of his wits, screaming desperately. This was too terrifying—truly turning his hand to produce clouds, then rain, with boundless divine power.
“How do you know the Overlord’s secret technique? Have you also… studied the Dao Scripture!?” Xu Li shrieked, seemingly very shocked.
The others also changed color. The Dao Scripture was extremely mysterious and profound, an ancient mother scripture with legends in many star domains, but few had ever seen it.
Ye Fan had gleaned an important piece of information: the Overlord had cultivated the Dao Scripture and seemed to have reached a very high level. This time, it would truly be a clash of titans.
“Your turn.”
He flipped his hand and pressed forward, still using the nine ancient characters from the Dao Scripture. Each one emitted divine radiance, and faintly, the sound of a Heavenly Venerable chanting sutras could be heard, rumbling like thunder, as if it could suppress all heavens and myriad worlds.
These people naturally wouldn’t just wait to be captured. They unleashed secret techniques, even detonating several terrifying Saint-level forbidden artifacts, shattering that star domain.
However, they found they couldn’t harm Ye Fan at all. The cauldron floated and sank, with Mother Qi flowing, making him invulnerable to all techniques.
Ye Fan stood in the starry sky, his black hair flowing freely, his hands forming seals. Every strike seemed to push the sun, moon, and stars, like an Immortal King descending to the mortal world, unstoppably divine.
His entire body radiated golden light. The stars of the heavens moved with his hands, as if he were pushing them forward. The star domain trembled, and he reigned supreme over the world.
These people all changed color. Xu Li screamed first as Ye Fan formed the Sun-Moon Seal. A golden sun shattered her sacred artifact and sent her flying tens of thousands of zhang away, covered in blood, her slender body broken.
“Brother Ye, we have no hostile intent. How can you do this!?” Liu Yun cried out in agony as he was struck by the Moon Seal. Half of his body turned into a bloody mist, leaving only his upper half flying backward, spattering a rain of blood.
Among these people, Qi Zheng was undoubtedly the strongest, standing at the Saint King realm. During the battle, his eyes blazed like torches, and his entire body exuded a surging battle aura.
“Eh, a Great Sage-level artifact!” Ye Fan was startled. No wonder the other party was so confident. Such an item was indeed a great threat to him.
To be precise, it was a forbidden artifact with limited uses, but it could unleash the power of a Great Sage, equivalent to a Great Sage’s attack for a short time.
“I told you, you’re not going anywhere. Just stay in this star domain and complete your destined battle. If you’re lucky enough to survive, you can leave,” Qi Zheng said coldly.
The light in his eyes grew even brighter, burning fiercely, completely different from his previous ordinary and plain demeanor. His battle intent was high, like a war god, with surging fighting spirit.
This man was truly powerful, a terrifying existence even among Saint Kings of the same rank, let alone controlling a forbidden artifact personally refined by a Great Sage, capable of easily wiping out a Saint.
“You’re too arrogant. If your grandfather had come, I would have turned and fled. But you alone are not enough!” Ye Fan replied.
“Then don’t blame me for being ruthless and suppressing you!” Qi Zheng said, holding a nine-story ancient tower in his hand, from which strands of purple qi dripped down.
With a rumble, the ancient tower flew out, rapidly enlarging until it was as tall as the heavens and earth, pressing down toward Ye Fan.
However, at that moment, Ye Fan activated the Stride Art. Thousands of Dao patterns densely covered the universe, and he wrapped himself in this forbidden artifact, charging into the distance.
He took out the Green Cauldron. Although the Great Sage-level ancient tower pressed down, it couldn’t kill him. He flicked his hand and sent the Green Copper block flying upward.
“Crack!”
The nine-story ancient tower was originally a forbidden artifact with limited uses. Now, colliding with the Green Copper Cauldron shortened its lifespan even further. Cracks appeared one after another, and it exploded with a bang.
Purple mist and radiant light surged in all directions. The Great Sage-level forbidden artifact was destroyed. A mass of green light flew out—it was the indestructible Green Copper Cauldron, usually rusted and battered, but now bursting with immortal light, illuminating mountains and rivers.
After it converged its radiance, Ye Fan stored it back into his body. He didn’t want to expose this item too early, or else the ancient stellar path would be drenched in blood, with countless experts coming after him.
“You…”
Qi Zheng’s heart shook violently, because in no time at all, Ye Fan returned unscathed, tossing over the fragments of the nine-story tower, which sparkled like Star River Divine Sand, scattering all over the ground.
“What kind of monster are you, to shatter a Great Sage-level forbidden artifact!?” he exclaimed in shock.
From then on, the battle had no suspense. Qi Zheng was powerful, but he was still suppressed by Ye Fan, also like a caterpillar, trapped in his palm, unable to break free.
Xu Li fled at top speed, rushing toward the Human Clan’s fiftieth city, dragging her broken body, leaving a trail of blood. The majestic ancient city was in sight, and she was about to be saved.
But at that moment, a figure like a demon god arrived from behind, cutting off her path. With just one hand reaching out, like grabbing a chick, he snatched her away and returned to the depths of the starry sky.
“Ah, let me go!” she struggled violently, a mix of shame and anger.
The group of six was successively suppressed by Ye Fan, all appearing in his golden palm, their faces full of shame, hating themselves for coming here.
“Daoist Brother Ye, isn’t this too much? We have no past grievances or recent enmity. Though we were wrong, too reckless, we truly didn’t intend to fight you to the death,” Liu Yun said.
“Let us go,” Xu Li shrieked, unable to bear being held in a man’s hand, turned over and over.
“Noisy,” Ye Fan said, flicking his finger. With a poof, her body shattered into a bloody mist, leaving only a head floating in the void.
“Ah, how dare you hurt me! The Overlord won’t let you off!” Xu Li cried out, outwardly tough but inwardly terrified.
“When the Overlord comes, I’ll kill him. If you keep making noise, I’ll annihilate your body and soul,” Ye Fan said calmly, scaring Xu Li into silence.
The others gasped, never expecting Ye Fan to be so ruthless, shattering a Saint’s body with a flick of his finger.
“She is the youngest daughter of the Guide Envoy of the eighty-first city. Treating her like this…” the messenger said, his face pale with fear.
“You’re noisy too,” Ye Fan said, flicking his finger again. With a poof, his body also shattered into a bloody mist, leaving only a head, and he dared not speak again.
This was a demon king!
The six of them churned inwardly. This man was merciless, his physical body terrifyingly powerful. A single flick of his finger could destroy a Saint’s body—how shocking was that!?
“What do you want?” Qi Zheng asked, still relatively calm.
“From now on, you are all miners. Work hard at your labor reform, and strive for a reduced sentence,” Ye Fan said seriously.
The six were so depressed they wanted to smash their heads against a wall, nearly going mad, but they dared not speak recklessly. This was a demon king. Even the delicate Xu Li had her body shattered with a finger flick—what wouldn’t he do?
Ye Fan now had six Saint-level miners. They excavated stars, searched for heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and dug up various divine ores born from heaven and earth, working with great dedication.
Day by day passed. From deep within the ancient path came news: the Overlord had arrived, roaring to shatter the sun and moon, swallowing mountains and rivers with his aura, overwhelmingly powerful as he rapidly charged toward the Human Clan’s fiftieth city.
Hun Zhan ultimately failed to open the tomb gate of the ancient Great Emperor. He followed the ancient path, encountering Dao Protectors along the way who tried to stop him, but he evaded them all.
The Divine Light Platform had long been taken away, but he had other secret treasures for traversing the universe. The Overlord rushed like a primordial beast toward this shore of the starry sky, and a world-shaking battle was inevitable.
“The Overlord is here!”
“The young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline has finally come!”
This star domain boiled over, with all eyes fixed on the event. Countless people couldn’t stay calm, using every means to cross star domains, coming specifically to watch the battle.