# Chapter 1502: Seizing the Fortune of Heaven and Earth
"What do we do?" Dongfang Ye asked, his hair a mess, his bronze body as strong as a flood dragon's as he brandished his great club and gestured toward Mount Sumeru.
"Yin and Yang in harmony," Ye Fan replied.
The Western Desert was vast and boundless. One could tell what kind of place it was just from its name—the most common sight was golden sand dunes, while patches of oasis dotted the landscape like bright pearls.
Ye Fan soared into the air, his Source Heaven Eyes shooting out sharp rays as he took in the mountains and rivers all the way to the depths of the earth.
The so-called oases were enormous, often spanning thousands of li, and it was not uncommon for larger ones to cover tens of thousands of square li. They could not be judged by the standards of the other side of the starry sky.
In fact, if all the oases were added together, the total area would be an astronomical number, astonishingly vast, worthy of being called a boundless Buddhist land.
Ye Fan stepped through the void, imprinting countless runes as the Stride Art operated, unleashing bolts of lightning as he measured the circumference of Mount Sumeru.
Finally, he returned to his original spot. Many people looked at him, not understanding what he was doing.
The saints from beyond the domain were all surprised. Today, Ye Fan was very aggressive, leading a crowd to besiege Mount Sumeru. The deployment of so many imperial weapons was truly shocking. Since he had not been able to breach it even at this stage, what other methods did he have to rely on?
"What does he want to do?"
"Is there anything more powerful than the weapons of the ancient great emperors?"
Many people shook their heads, not believing he could defy heaven. At this point, everyone agreed that it would be very difficult to change the outcome.
Ye Tong's eyes lit up. Seeing Ye Fan measure Mount Sumeru on foot, he already guessed what he was going to do.
Next, Ye Fan silently deduced, constantly tracing in the void as if calculating something. Endless runes appeared, like phoenix feathers, dazzling and captivating, yet also soul-shaking.
Source Art!
Ye Fan was using Source Art to perform complex calculations, intending to densely cover the area around Mount Sumeru and seal it off.
"If imperial weapons won't work, can Source Art?" Qi Luo asked with doubt. The old assassin was truly helpless against Mount Sumeru and felt there was no way now.
"We'll find out by trying. And this is only the first step," Ye Fan replied.
All around, people gradually understood what he was going to do. They acknowledged his power and recognized how terrifying he was, but they did not believe he could seal Mount Sumeru.
Even those on his own side—the Divine Silkworm Princess, Old Immortal, and others—doubted it would have much effect. But Ye Fan remained unmoved, seriously contemplating.
"Let me give it a try." After who knows how long, he raised his head, gazed at the Western Desert, stared at Mount Sumeru, and prepared to begin his spell.
"Roar..."
Ye Fan let out a long cry. Golden blood energy surged from the crown of his head, shooting into the sky as he began to act. His hands moved, drawing forth the dragon energy beneath Mount Sumeru.
This was a great dragon, and moreover, an unparalleled ancestral dragon. Except for ancient veins like Kunlun, few could compare.
At this moment, the divine marrow, dragon energy, source energy, and more deep underground all boiled up, attracted by him and resonating with him. Ye Fan flipped his hand and traced, creating a pattern of lines that he struck into the great earth, inscribing laws.
This was a massive project. Ye Fan poured out his heart and soul, exhausting his mental energy. He spent a full eight days and eight nights setting up the formation, his hair even becoming tinged with frost.
For him, these eight days and eight nights were comparable to eighty years, or even a hundred years. His mind was completely immersed, forgetting everything else. There was nothing but the formation.
Finally, he let out a long breath. Around Mount Sumeru, densely packed runes covered everything, turning the entire mountain region into forbidden ground.
Ji Ziyue stepped forward and handed him a bottle of life spring liquid from an ancient heavenly venerable. He took it, took a gulp, and rested for a while before shaking off his fatigue and recovering.
Even the Sacred Body with his vigorous blood energy was like this—one could imagine how astonishing the consumption was. Under normal circumstances, setting up such a formation would take years.
"Is it done?" Qi Luo asked, the old assassin wearing a worried expression.
During these days, not a single saint from beyond the domain had left, and there were even more people. With such a shocking turn of events, who wouldn't want to witness the outcome with their own eyes?
Everyone did not believe Ye Fan had heaven-defying methods. Though they would not say it openly, they sneered inwardly. Thinking they could break Mount Sumeru with a formation—wasn't that just wishful thinking?
"This is only the beginning," Ye Fan replied.
He soared upward, looked up at the sun, moon, and stars, and inscribed even more complex runes. One by one, they were all branded into the void, and many were even directly carved into the starry sky.
In this process, Ye Fan spared no expense, taking out many divine materials. Over the years of contending on the stellar ancient path, he had truly amassed a sea of materials.
There were saint bones, Great Luo Silver Essence, various artifacts, Star River Divine Sand... all treasures originally reserved for Heavenly Village. But today, he could not care about that.
These all became materials for setting up the formation. He wanted to lay out a peerless grand formation to trap and refine the Buddhist gate.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Was that a Teng Snake skeleton? And fragments of a Stone Man Sacred Spirit? There were also Great Sage Dao bones, and even Phoenix Blood Red Gold?!
The things Ye Fan used were shocking, leaving many people stunned. This was too extravagant. One person alone had a collection that rivaled a great treasure vault.
Not to mention the saint bones and saint artifacts, even the most primitive divine materials were enough to make people envious. And there was even immortal gold among them—more than one type!
Although they were all small pieces, not large, this was still enough to shock the world, leaving people dry-mouthed, wide-eyed, and somewhat dumbfounded.
"A divine treasury!"
Someone sighed. There was so much stuff! Ye Fan was simply a fat sheep, making people want to rob him. But seeing his recent performance, all such thoughts disappeared. Anyone who dared to approach would be seeking death.
In the sky, saint bones served as stones, Dao weapons as flags, divine gold as patterns, dazzling and brilliant. Ye Fan carved formation patterns, drawing in the power of all the stars, surging in.
What changes were happening on the ground could not be seen, as they were all within the ancestral dragon vein. But the sky was completely visible, with boundless star radiance pouring down like a sea of smoke.
"He's drawn in all the heavens! This method seizes the fortune of heaven and earth!" Everyone sucked in cold air.
Regardless, with this battle, Ye Fan was destined to become famous across the eight wastelands. Who would dare to oppose him? One person could mobilize so many imperial weapons—anyone would have their scalp go numb.
And now he displayed this level of Source Art mastery, making people even more wary, listing him as a baleful star. In many people's eyes, he was a great demon lord to be avoided from afar.
"Master's Source Art has finally reached great accomplishment. Fifth Elder Zhang would be deeply gratified in the underworld," Ye Tong said.
Time waits for no one. Fifth Elder Zhang had passed away many years ago. He was not a cultivator, only knowing some crude cultivation methods. His Source Art had never reached the hall, and his lifespan was limited.
"So this is the ultimate Source Art? Reaching a certain realm allows one to shift heaven and change earth. He truly did it." Many people from Heavenly Village murmured.
Ye Fan had now surpassed the realm of the Origin Heavenly Master. After so many years of understanding the Dao, he rivaled several founding masters and had developed his own unique insights, allowing him to seal the heavens with formations.
Even the Immortal-Sealing Six Seals, a deduced forbidden Source Art pattern, was only one component of this peerless grand formation. This formation embodied the essence of his Source Dao accumulated over many years.
This formation contained the super stellar domain divine diagram laws and formation patterns seen at the fiftieth human city, and also condensed the painstaking efforts of several generations of the Origin Heavenly Master lineage. It was the crystallization of various Source Arts smelted into one furnace.
In the past, "shifting heaven and changing earth" was just a saying for Ye Fan. He often used it to change his appearance. But now, he truly achieved it.
Moreover, within this grand formation, this was only a minor technique, a manifestation of part of his divine abilities.
When this vast Source formation was completed, Ye Fan was utterly exhausted, his body and primordial spirit dimmed somewhat. He rested for a long time before recovering.
"Can this seal Mount Sumeru?" The saints all doubted, many sneering inwardly.
"Benefactor, your obsession runs too deep. You need to turn back from the wrong path. It's best to leave now," said the old monk Mo Ke on Mount Sumeru, his face full of compassion as he chanted the name of Amitabha.
The golden-bodied arhats, dharma-protecting heavenly kings, bodhisattvas, ancient buddhas, and others were all fearless, each with a solemn appearance. But inwardly, they all dismissed it. A mere formation—could it compare to Mount Sumeru?
"Activate the formation!"
Ye Fan let out a great shout, activating this vast Source Art formation. Countless runes flashed, drawing upon the earth, instantly causing the wind and clouds to shift and heaven and earth to lose color.
In the universe, endless star radiance all fell down. Underground, dragon energy, source energy, and more also boiled. Yin and Yang intermingled, sealing this place, intending to refine Mount Sumeru.
Boom!
Even Mount Sumeru, as mighty as it was, shook for a moment. The light of all the stars in the heavens pressed down, shocking the heart.
But it was only a brief tremor. It quickly calmed down, becoming as still as a rock, returning to its original state.
Everyone shook their heads. The saints from beyond the domain and the ancient clans sneered, thinking Ye Fan was too arrogant. Did he really think he could contend with an ancient great emperor, even if that person was dead?
"Benefactor, why must you torment yourself? Your worldly heart is too heavy. You can't let go, can't put down. In the end, you will only hurt yourself. A mundane person brings trouble upon themselves," Mo Ke said with his hands together.
"You bald thief! If you keep yapping, I'll roast you in the future!" the Dragon Horse roared, very indignant.
The people of Heavenly Village were helpless and also deeply regretful. This grand formation was indeed extraordinary, seizing the fortune of heaven and earth, but it still could not seal Mount Sumeru.
"Lend me the imperial weapons," Ye Fan said to the Divine Silkworm Princess, Old Immortal, Ji Ziyue, and others. He was the first to place the Green Copper Cauldron and the Slaughter Sword into the Source Heaven forbidden divine formation.
At this moment, everyone was stunned. They widened their eyes to observe Ye Fan's formation and discovered several specially reserved spots meant for inserting formation flags.
The Green Copper Cauldron and the Slaughter Sword immediately filled two spots. Then the Void Mirror filled another position. The Devouring Demon Jar and the Nine-Colored Battle Armor from Divine Silkworm Ridge also took their places. The grand formation shook, as if the ancient emperors had been resurrected.
In that instant, Mount Sumeru was shaken!
What did the Source Heaven formation emphasize? Borrowing the momentum of heaven and earth, transforming the dragon veins of the earth and the sun, moon, and stars to generate power, drawing upon the origin of heaven and earth.
Before their eyes, the formation Ye Fan had laid directly drew upon the origin of the imperial weapons. How could it not shake heaven and earth? As for the essence needed by the imperial weapons, it directly channeled the immortal radiance of the cosmic stars.
Boundless mist shrouded the area. The entire Mount Sumeru suddenly became faint, filled with endless killing intent!
This place was covered by chaotic energy, truly sealed off. Whether it could be refined or not, at this moment it was absolutely isolated, its momentum shaking heaven and earth.
Everyone's hair stood on end, their faces changing color. They had just felt disdain in their hearts, but in an instant, everything had changed.
"Maybe... we really can take Mount Sumeru?" The wild man was very excited, scratching his messy hair, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth as he brandished his great club and sneered at the Great Thunderclap Monastery.
"Yin and Yang in harmony. This is only the first step—the hard aspect, representing dominance and slaughter. It also needs soft power to resolve. Next, everyone will need to work hard," Ye Fan said.