# Chapter 1401: Golden Seven Cities
Golden Seven Cities, a brilliantly shining ancient city that truly seemed forged from gold, radiating dazzling splendor in the starry sky.
Looking from afar, light and mist flowed there, essence energy overflowed in all directions, filling this entire ancient domain with powerful vitality.
Countless rivers of stars flowed beneath it, the entire city appearing as if built atop luminous divine waterfalls and great rivers—magnificent, grand, and majestic.
Ye Fan and his companions searched extensively before finally arriving at this place, beholding the legendary Golden Seven Cities, like a brilliant and magnificent divine pearl embedded in the heavens.
Drawing closer, they sensed a vast and boundless atmosphere, like surging lakes and seas, with heavenly essence and earthly energy permeating everything, nourishing their bodies.
"I thought it was forged from some kind of divine gold, but it turns out to be a special type of rock," Pang Bo said.
This stone appeared golden and translucent, resembling gold and jade, with spiritual energy swirling around it. Its value was naturally precious, and according to legend, it was extremely hard, almost comparable to refining materials.
"Country bumpkin, you've never seen the world before." Just then, a very discordant voice sounded.
Ye Fan's group turned around and saw a child who looked no more than seven or eight years old, but was very sturdy, squinting at Pang Bo with a hint of mockery.
"Where did this little brat come from, daring to speak arrogantly?" Pang Bo was nearly ten feet tall, looking down at this child as if looking at a toy.
"Who are you calling a brat?" The child's eyes sharpened, and he was very aggressive, actually taking the initiative to attack Pang Bo. His small hand was very rough, as if accustomed to heavy labor.
*Boom!*
A deafening sound rang out as the large and small palms collided, creating a thunderous noise that shook the city gates. One could imagine the strength of these two.
The Dragon Horse and others gasped. A child of seven or eight could actually contend with Pang Bo, with divine strength not falling behind—this was simply unbelievable.
"Where did this little sprout come from? Possessing such power..." Pang Bo found it incredible.
"Don't underestimate him. This is not a child; he has been cultivating for at least a hundred years." Ye Fan opened his Source Heaven Eye and saw the true age from his bones.
"Oh, could you be a descendant of Earth Traveler Sun, crossing over from ancient China on the other side of the starry sky?" Pang Bo's gossip fire burned fiercely.
The Dragon Horse, Scorpion, and others were speechless, unsure if he was deliberately mocking or genuinely curious.
The "child's" expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected Pang Bo to be so strong, exceeding all reason, like a demon god, stronger than any same-realm creature he had encountered.
"What nonsense is this? Big guy, if you dare take another axe strike from me, and if you can't withstand it, you'll apologize to me," the "child" said, putting away his contempt and looking serious.
Pang Bo laughed heartily, "If you lose, shouldn't you apologize to Uncle too?"
*Weng!*
Without another word, a bronze giant axe appeared in the child's hand, falling like a bolt of lightning. At the same time, his body flowed with bronze light, splitting heaven and earth.
"Form Extinction!" Pang Bo roared, two dragon-shaped beams shooting from his eyes, colliding with the bronze giant axe, erupting into a blazing radiance.
The city gates rumbled and shook violently as Golden Seven Cities manifested countless runes, various Dao marks reviving to protect the city from being affected.
"Oh, it's the young supreme of the Dwarf Clan! He's come too!" Someone exclaimed, revealing the "child's" identity as Xigu.
At the city gate entrance, many people had arrived, with the same goal as Ye Fan's group—to enter Golden Seven Cities. Seeing this scene, they revealed the child's race.
This was a powerful clan. Though short in stature, each member was born with divine strength and talented in cultivation. Legend had it that Golden Seven Cities were built by their ancestors to help humanity.
This strike ended in a draw. Clearly, it would take hundreds of moves to determine a victor. Both retreated without continuing.
"Big guy, not weak in strength. Be careful inside the city," Xigu said, his palm flashing with light as the giant axe disappeared, and he walked into the city.
"Hey, you still haven't apologized to Uncle," Pang Bo laughed loudly.
The Dwarf Clan's young supreme, Xigu, glared at him fiercely before vanishing into the city.
"Who is this group? Everyone seems very strong, with extraordinary origins." Someone stared at Ye Fan's retreating figures, showing surprise.
"Humanity has indeed produced some experts. The Great Demon God and Di Tian are remarkable talents, sure to be great enemies on the Mythical Ancient Path. And this group is also extraordinary."
"This might be the Human Sacred Body's group!"
"What? It's them? They've come to Golden Seven Cities too. This will be lively. I was wondering why Xigu, who's usually low-key, suddenly provoked them. He must have seen something and wanted to gauge the strength of a competitor."
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Outside the city gates, some people murmured, then entered the city one after another, arriving at this gathering place of heroes.
This was one of the few ancient cities on the Golden Ancient Path. Over the long years, the path had long been abandoned, and the corresponding cities had been destroyed by various powerful beings.
Fortunately, Golden Seven Cities was not only well-preserved but also had residents—though only a few hundred households.
The city lord was a small old man with white hair and beard. After entering the city, no one dared provoke him; everyone behaved themselves, enough to show his unfathomable depth.
"Ao wu..."
A great roar came from deep in the universe as a massive creature flew over—a black giant ox as huge as a mountain, but with a pair of enormous demonic wings that blotted out the sky.
It tried to charge into the ancient city, but with a light snort from the city lord, it was struck as if by lightning, immediately calming down and obediently transforming into human form to enter.
The ancient city had gathered a large number of cultivators, far more than the residents. For cultivators, nothing in this world was more attractive than longevity, and the Ancient Tree of Life held a fatal allure for all races.
*Xiu, xiu, xiu, xiu!*
Four golden lightning bolts flew from the universe, reaching extreme speed as they descended from the river of stars. They were four golden serpents, each only thirty feet long, but they emitted auras that made all heroes tremble.
"The four young lords of the Golden Serpent Clan have arrived!"
"It's really them. Four sons from one family, each defying heaven, claiming invincibility. The Four Golden Serpent Lords are the young supremes of their ancient path."
The four golden serpents transformed into human forms, each cold and proud, with light golden pupils. Their entry into the city caused a sensation.
"I remember, ten years ago, the Second Golden Serpent Lord single-handedly slaughtered into another ancient path, wiping out the Divine Ape lineage, blood-washing an entire domain, shaking that starry sky!"
"Now, all four lords of the Golden Serpent lineage have arrived. Heaven and earth will be turned upside down. Who can be their opponent?!"
People whispered, all very wary. Even those from powerful clans kept their distance from them.
Inside the city, Ye Fan and his group walked along ancient streets. The city was vast, capable of accommodating hundreds of thousands of cultivators for long-term residence and cultivation.
The houses, towers, and pavilions were empty, with only a few hundred original residents remaining—very desolate and quiet.
Deep in the golden giant city, Ye Fan sensed the presence of an acquaintance. Looking up, he saw Poetry Fairy Qing standing on a palace tower, her clothes fluttering, her skin crystalline, as if about to ascend to immortality—ethereal and otherworldly.
"Brother Ye, you're still well. Ten years apart, and you've become even more unfathomable," Poetry Fairy Qing greeted.
Ye Fan smiled, "The fairy's grace surpasses the past. How could a mortal like me be called unfathomable?"
Poetry Fairy Qing smiled charmingly, her bright teeth and eyes truly a national beauty, light and ethereal, indescribably beautiful.
Pang Bo laughed heartily, looking up, "May I ask if the fairy is betrothed? Could we brothers catch your eye?"
Poetry Fairy Qing was speechless. Though she had seen many suitors, this was the first time she'd encountered someone so direct and thick-skinned. She snorted and ignored him.
"I've realized that Brother Pang is truly a model for our generation, a man of true nature," the Dragon Horse said.
In the distance, a figure walked over, radiating light all over like a deity, with an aura that swallowed the world, dominating all.
Di Tian appeared. He walked step by step, his true face blurry, his body merging with heaven and earth—a true unity of heaven and man, bearing the majesty of the heavenly Dao.
Ten years without meeting, his aura was indeed even stronger, like an immortal cosmic divine furnace, its radiance illuminating ten thousand ages, refining all things, his pressure overwhelming mountains and rivers.
He was like a young Great Emperor walking forward. Di Tian spoke, "Ten years have passed. I've created a fist technique and would like to seek your guidance."
Ye Fan said nothing, but Pang Bo laughed first, "What a coincidence. Little Leaf is also creating his Dao, refining a hundred scriptures, researching his own secret technique called the Heavenly Emperor Fist. He can really guide you."
Di Tian's request for guidance was naturally a humble expression. Pang Bo's casual acceptance and mention of guidance made Di Tian's followers gnash their teeth in hatred, unable to speak.
Di Tian's expression also changed. The name Heavenly Emperor Fist, which made one's bones and blood tremble, must be supremely terrifying, putting him on alert.
From another direction, another figure appeared. Though somewhat thin, he seemed to walk over the bones of all living beings, his ocean-like blood energy startling many strong cultivators in the city.
It was the Great Demon God. Ten years later, he was even more terrifying, as if just returned from slaughtering through hell, a divine demon breaking free from shackles, supremely powerful.
On a distant jade tower, a woman looked over—peerlessly elegant, cold and proud, like an ice sculpture, with an inviolable dignity. It was the Human King.
Ye Fan smiled, very calmly, a peaceful stillness in his eyes, no ripples in his heart. Ten years later, he stood among the ranks of young supremes, fearing no one.
"I look forward to every old acquaintance!" These were his words as he walked away, no aura emitted, no strange phenomena, calm and steady, leaving his back to the crowd.
Further away, the four lords of the Golden Serpent Clan shot divine light from their eyes like golden electric serpents, brilliant and dazzling, staring at that retreating figure.
Suddenly, a figure descended, blocking Ye Fan's path. This was a strong cultivator radiating light all over, beautiful as a god, his body shining without a single flaw.
At that moment, the golden blood within Ye Fan's body boiled, rumbling like a bursting river, resonating, stirred into reaction, his entire body emitting immeasurable light.
"The God Clan!"
Many exclaimed, extremely wary of this supreme race that rivaled gods and demons, said to have the blood of deities flowing within them.
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