# Chapter 1380: The False Tomb Cracks
The ancient continent floated in the cosmos, divine power storms surging from the domain gate, lightning and thunder crashing against this enormous false tomb. Ye Fan had borrowed the power of the saints to help Pang Bo break free.
In the shadows, cold gazes stared at the figures on the ancient continent, ready to launch a thunderous strike at any moment.
"Has the master not come?" the Vermilion Bird Holy Envoy wondered.
These individuals possessed astonishing magical power and profound cultivation—before being subdued by Di Tian, each had been a renowned powerhouse, famous along the Ancient Human Path.
"The master may have gained tremendous harvests within the true burial chamber of an ancient Great Emperor," another judged.
They did not act hastily, knowing full well how terrifying Ye Fan was—he had nearly beaten the Overlord to death. Even if unconventional methods had been used, that still spoke volumes.
Moreover, these people knew they were not the only ones here. Others would surely emerge to target the Sacred Body from the Burial Emperor Star.
"No rush, it's still early. We'll strike at the critical moment, making him miss his footing at the edge of a ten-thousand-zhang cliff!" the Qilin Holy Envoy said coldly.
Breaking the seal of this ancient continent was no easy task, impossible to accomplish in a short time. They would wait for the perfect opportunity, then launch a fatal blow.
"He's too arrogant. Six envoys asked him to serve the master, and he killed them all. The outcome was sealed from that moment."
These people were filled with hostility, hiding in the shadows, calmly observing everything on the ancient continent, waiting for their chance.
"I very much want to see him suppressed, to see if he regrets not submitting to the master," the Qilin Holy Envoy sneered.
RUMBLE!
The power surging from the domain gate grew increasingly violent—life and death energies, the aura of a Great Sage, the magical power of Yin spirits, all kinds of chaotic storms converging into a massive tidal wave.
Those in the shadows changed color. This scene shook them. The offensive grew stronger and stronger, surpassing their imagination. Cracks appeared at the entrance to the ancient continent.
"How... how is he doing this? This is too terrifying! He's actually borrowing power!"
Whether it was Di Tian's subordinates or other experts, all changed color. This surge grew ever more vast, utterly boundless in its terror.
At first, it was merely the aura of a Great Sage, but later the fluctuations became equivalent to an actual Great Sage attacking. Moreover, it wasn't just one force but many, combined with various formation powers, along with the law fluctuations of undead spirits and corpse gods—this place was on the verge of being shattered.
"Haha..." Pang Bo laughed heartily, finally seeing hope. He had been trapped for too long, longing to break free, but this was a prison that had deeply confined him.
Now the opportunity had arrived. Ye Fan was about to succeed in rescuing him.
In the sky, divine energy bombarded wildly. Within the channel Ye Fan had constructed from dozens of formations, magical power surged like an ocean, crashing against the entrance until it cracked open.
"How could he succeed so quickly? This truly defies heaven!" everyone in the shadows marveled.
"It's like... inviting over a dozen Great Sages to strike. Even if they're not directly attacking this place, it's close enough. With such powerful assault, who could withstand it?!"
"BOOM!"
Finally, someone in the shadows could no longer hold back. They sacrificed a Saint King-rank forbidden artifact, striking directly at Ye Fan, detonating it in the sky.
It was a blazing light, illuminating the cosmos, capable of shattering heaven and earth. Even this initial probing attack was so domineering—one could imagine how terrifying it truly was.
"HUM!"
Ye Fan's gaze shifted, as if passing through decades or centuries. The weapon was seized by his control and sent crashing toward the ancient continent. He activated the Weapon Art, not resisting but going with the flow, guiding it toward the false tomb's entrance, erupting into a brilliant radiance.
This strike failed to harm Ye Fan; instead, it served his purpose, contributing a powerful force.
"We can't let him continue. We must attack and stop this," someone in the shadows snorted coldly, rising to his feet and transforming into a streak of light as he attacked Ye Fan.
Without a doubt, this was a Saint King of unknown origin, specifically targeting Ye Fan and the others here.
SWISH!
A blazing golden light flashed. Ye Fan's entire body blazed, turning into a human torch. His blood energy was vigorous, swift as an immortal divine light, arriving in an instant.
He took the initiative to attack, meeting his enemy head-on!
"PFFT!"
It was a lightning battle. Relying on the Stride Art and his supreme physical body, Ye Fan crossed paths with that person. His golden fist shattered the magical treasure, pulverized the man's palm, and then spiral magical power traveled up his arm, turning the entire limb into bloody mist.
Too fast! A single overwhelming strike against a very powerful Saint King, crippling him in just one move, nearly destroying him.
"KILL!"
From the shadows, several more figures charged out, quickly providing support, attacking Ye Fan together. At the same time, a peerless formation appeared, attempting to seal Ye Fan.
A white figure flashed through the void. A woman appeared outside the ancient continent—the White Tiger Holy Envoy under Di Tian, equal in reputation to the Qilin and Vermilion Bird Holy Envoys.
"The master has seen the Demon Emperor's Ruler and is searching within that great tomb," she brought this news.
"Then we'll act ourselves. Now that these people have moved, we can sacrifice the formation diagram passed down by the master and surely kill him!" someone said.
"Wait a little longer. Such a world-shaking formation diagram must be sacrificed at the most critical moment, making him regret and despair," the Qilin Holy Envoy said.
"RUMBLE!"
Suddenly, a heaven-shaking, earth-splitting sound came. A man in silver armor, holding a war halberd, appeared—his magical power vast, his battle energy surging, shaking the ancient continent.
"Oh, this man is extremely powerful. His aura feels familiar... it seems to be the second personal disciple of the Human Clan Dao Protector Qi Tian!"
"Correct. When the master and I visited Great Sage Qi Tian, we saw this man. It's the Dao Protector's second disciple taking action, wanting to kill the Sacred Body. How ironic!"
The Qilin, Vermilion Bird, and White Tiger Holy Envoys all showed strange expressions in their eyes, watching intently.
They knew well that Great Sage Qi Tian protected the Overlord. At the fiftieth Human Clan city, he had appeared to free the Overlord Body from trouble, nearly suppressing Ye Fan.
"RUMBLE!"
Another powerful aura appeared, peerlessly strong. His figure was very blurry, making the starry sky tremble. Killing intent boiled, and visions of mountains of corpses and seas of blood emerged.
"Heavens! Could the Great Demon God be acting personally?!" the Vermilion Bird Holy Envoy exclaimed.
"No, it's not that strong. This should be someone else."
No one had expected that while the Demon Emperor's great tomb was opening, this ancient continent would also see battle, attracting so many experts.
The next moment, nearly dozens of people appeared together, attacking Ye Fan—all top-tier experts.
"So many people attacking him. I think he can't escape this calamity. Let's act too, and sacrifice the master's corner of the formation diagram!" one of Di Tian's subordinates suggested.
"Good. We can't give him any more time, or this continent will really be broken open by that vast power," the Qilin Holy Envoy said grimly. Opening his mouth, he spat out a piece of formation diagram. The moment it appeared, wind and thunder raged, light blazed, descending toward Ye Fan like a piece of the high heavens.
This was a formation diagram of terrifying power. As it approached, many experts were shocked, their hair standing on end as killing intent sliced away at them.
Even Ye Fan was greatly startled. This was absolutely a great killing weapon. If it struck him, even his Indestructible Golden Body might not withstand it, golden blood likely splattering everywhere.
"Who dares to borrow our power? Such audacity!" At that moment, from another battlefield, the Demon Emperor's tomb, a cold Dao roar rang out.
A Great Sage had detected a formation outside the great tomb, channeling their divine power along a path toward another domain.
At this same time, the battle deep within the Demon Emperor's ancient tomb was reaching a fever pitch, growing ever more intense. The Yin spirits fought back fiercely, with four more thunder-god-like peak existences appearing.
"BOOM!"
The stone man previously wounded by the Demon Emperor's Ruler, already severely weakened, was now struck heavily again, nearly killed by two corpse gods as he was sent flying.
Additionally, some other experts retreated, unwilling to truly fight to the death, distancing themselves from the battlefield.
"Who is this, actually constructing such a channel outside the great tomb, borrowing the power of all these heroes? Have they eaten the guts of a divine being?!"
The retreating stone man and some experts, after determining the spatial coordinates, killed their way to the ancient continent trapping Pang Bo. Some Yin spirits also pursued them down.
"RUMBLE!"
The appearance of these experts was undoubtedly a great disaster, making this starry space tremble. Especially existences at the level of Sacred Spirits and Yin spirits—they intimidated everyone.
The powerful fluctuations they released even knocked the formation diagram passed down by Di Tian off its original trajectory.
"It's you! You carry a curse, having bloodily slain more than one of my Sacred Spirit lineage!" The stone man sensed it the moment he appeared, revealing a grim killing intent.
Ye Fan had been cursed by a supreme expert of the Sacred Spirit lineage. Once his true body appeared without concealment, activating his mystical arts in battle, any nearby Sacred Spirit would inevitably sense him.
"It's you again!" The voice of Human Clan Dao Protector Qi Tian came. He was also one of those who had retreated. Seeing Ye Fan here, his face immediately darkened.
Behind them, Yin winds howled, ghosts wailed, and gods cried out. Two powerful Yin spirits had actually pursued them down, leading an endless army of undead spirits as they attacked.
"Pang Bo, undergo your tribulation!"
At this moment, Ye Fan knew he could not delay. He transmitted his voice secretly. Otherwise, not only would all previous efforts be wasted, but his very life would be threatened.
"Got it!" From within the false tomb, Pang Bo responded. He no longer suppressed his cultivation realm and began to break through.
Ye Fan did the same. He stopped suppressing his magical power. Golden blood boiled throughout his body, blooming into tens of thousands of blazing electric divine radiances as he pushed through with all his might.
Before and behind him, eighteen ancient characters appeared—nine from the Sun Immortal Scripture and nine newly acquired from the Moon Immortal Scripture—colliding violently.
These eighteen ancient characters were extremely important to Ye Fan. They perfected his Wheel Sea scripture, allowing it to undergo ultimate sublimation, from which he tasted a trace of immortal aura.
"BOOM!"
Lightning flashed and thunder roared. The heavenly tribulation came so suddenly, wild and unrivaled, flooding this entire region.
It wasn't just one person undergoing tribulation, but two. This was a double tribulation, each manifesting differently, overlapping together, becoming extremely terrifying!
Especially Ye Fan's tribulation—it transcended all reason, making people shudder. Qi Tian and the stone man's faces turned ashen when they saw it. They turned and fled, their hearts shaken, knowing full well the consequences of being caught within.
"ROAR..."
The two Yin spirits howled, filled with terror, leading their undead army in retreat. They feared heavenly tribulation most of all, dreading this kind of supreme yang force.
As for those who had attacked Ye Fan earlier, their hair stood on end. As if bitten by venomous snakes, they abandoned everything and fled for their lives.
"Since you've come, don't bother running!" Ye Fan pursued, carrying an ocean of thunder with him.
Yes, his heavenly tribulation was like an ocean, "crashing down" directly from above the cosmos!
"BOOM!"
Ye Fan chased after them, catching up first to Qi Tian's second disciple. This man was extremely powerful, one of the earliest to attack Ye Fan.
"AHH..." He screamed in terror, flying at top speed toward where his master had fled.
Ye Fan sneered, wrapping this man in endless thunder as he continued forward, further pursuing several of Di Tian's subordinates. These were all his targets—he would kill them all.
Their masters and sovereigns were nearby. Ye Fan wanted Qi Tian, Di Tian, and the others to watch helplessly, unable to stop him, as he utterly annihilated these people.