# Chapter 1517: The Grand Assembly Begins
Both chapters have been written. The second chapter will be uploaded in two minutes—don't miss it. Also, a correction: yesterday I made a slip of the pen—Yue Ling is the second most beautiful woman in the Central Province.
The war chariot was not particularly ornate, lacking any luster. Time was like a blade, each cut leaving too many marks upon it. The shafts were nearly broken, but if anyone knew it originated from the Immortal Mountain, who would dare underestimate it?
"Go pick some Enlightenment Immortal Tea leaves."
A voice came from within the chariot.
A servant stepped forward, bowing to a distant ancient tree whose branches were brilliant and crystalline, swaying gently. He chanted a spell, and with a rustling sound, quite a few leaves fell, each one wrapped in layers of immortal radiance.
The war chariot moved slowly, following a special path, evading many array patterns that shimmered with auspicious light as it left the Immortal Mountain. After countless millennia, the existence within the mountain had finally entered the Central Domain once more!
In the City of Darkness, mighty rulers from all sides had gathered. Saints from beyond the domain occasionally transformed into streaks of light, tearing through the void to descend upon this city.
In recent days, this place had become as lively as a mortal temple fair. Cultivators of all kinds appeared, hailing from the myriad heavens and countless domains—every imaginable race was present.
Pixiu, Three-Legged Black Phoenix, Devouring God Rats, Heaven-Rending Ants... races that only appeared in legends had all shown up.
The day of the grand assembly had arrived. Above the City of Darkness, clouds and mist churned, waves surged like the ocean, and it seemed as though a gate between heaven and earth had opened, accompanied by thunderous roars.
A cultivator's assembly would naturally not be held in a place where mortals dwelled. Above this ancient city stretched a vast divine vista.
Upon the white clouds, mountain ranges rose majestically, and heavenly palaces stood grand and imposing. This was a floating continent, emerging from the void.
The aura of the Primordial Era was thick, rushing forth to meet one, carrying the presence of primordial ferocious beasts. It felt as though one had arrived in the Age of Primordial Chaos, truly standing upon the ancient seas of clouds.
This was the venue for the grand assembly. Great cultivators had joined forces to unseal the void, summoning this dormant ancient continent. All disputes would be settled here.
Array patterns, one after another, wove together like lightning, flashing with luster within the sea of clouds, guarding the ancient continent. This was a powerful defensive fortification.
"Dong..."
Within a heavenly gate tower hung a golden bell. When struck, its sound reached all ten directions, ringing clearly throughout the ancient city below.
"The divine bell has sounded again," the mortals murmured, looking up to the sky.
They saw countless streaks of light rushing toward the heavens, various magical artifacts dancing, rays of multicolored light shooting in all directions, illuminating the entire sky in a dazzling display. The people in the city were not alarmed, for they had experienced this too many times. Seeing cultivators daily had long become routine.
The grand assembly officially began. Powerful experts from all corners of the universe stepped forward one after another, appearing on this ancient continent as if they had arrived at the domain ruled by the Heavenly Court.
Ye Fan had also arrived, like a passerby, calmly observing everything. He did not wish to participate, only wanting to silently bear witness. The path to immortality was about to open, and everything here was merely the beginning!
Blazing golden light streaked across the sky. The Three-Legged Golden Crow descended, several of them standing side by side, led by a Great Sage. This clan had appeared again, their killing intent pressing down, sweeping across the crowd.
Ye Fan was neither joyful nor sorrowful. For now, he did not wish to act. But of course, if someone sought trouble with him, he would not hesitate to unleash a massacre.
"Boom!"
Heaven and earth split apart. A massive centipede, over ten li long, dove down from beyond the domain. Gray mist billowed, capable of annihilating all living things. This was a Great Sage-level venomous insect.
A phoenix cry shook the nine heavens. The old clan leader of the Blood Phoenix Mountain appeared. A flash of crimson light flickered between his brows, and a blood-red weapon, the Phoenix Wing Gilded Gold Halberd, materialized, causing the eternal blue sky to rumble.
Sun, moon, and stars all lost their radiance before this weapon. Phoenix aura surged through the nine heavens, causing many meteorites beyond the domain to tremble, nearly plummeting.
This clearly expressed an attitude—an aggressive arrival, as if ready to fight at the slightest disagreement. Fortunately, this imperial weapon flashed and vanished, not releasing too much immortal power.
Finally, the Ji Family, Fire Qilin Cave, Jade Pool, Primordial Lake, and other major powers all appeared. Together with the various clans from beyond the domain, calling it ten thousand races was not an exaggeration.
Today, all races had gathered, each seeking to obtain the greatest benefits for their own kind. They would initially establish a set of laws, a charter that all races must follow.
In the blink of an eye, countless figures materialized, entering this heavenly realm. Beneath their feet, white clouds surged; before their eyes, palace halls stretched in succession, as if they had arrived before the Southern Heavenly Gate.
Powerful clans grew more and more numerous, and naturally, many unruly individuals appeared, thinking themselves exceptional, sneering coldly.
"There are too many people. I suggest clearing the venue. What qualifications do some weak races have to be here? They only cause chaos," someone said.
"Well said. Then let's start with you," a giant snake with eight heads nodded. Suddenly, one of its heads shot out, swallowing the speaker whole. Blood splattered everywhere, a gruesome sight. Its body was pure white like jade, each scale several meters long, coiled into a snake mountain. All eight heads were enormous.
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat. This grand assembly truly required strength to speak. Right from the start, a Saint had been devoured, and it was his own doing.
"Daoist friend, you are too tyrannical. Even if you disagree, there is no need for such measures. Your methods are excessive. This place cannot tolerate your presence," a bird-headed, human-bodied ancient demon wearing a Daoist robe stepped forward, holding a peachwood sword. With a sharp cry, he slashed toward the eight-headed serpent.
"Puff"
One of the eight-headed serpent's heads was severed. It struggled fiercely, but within moments, it was completely slain, its body and bones utterly destroyed. The demonic Daoist collected everything into a blood gourd.
"What is the meaning of this? Did we gather here for you to cause trouble? Withdraw!" a Great Sage of the Ancient Clan bellowed.
"The assembly is meant for all races to discuss matters together. Just now, they had differing opinions. It is only natural for them to settle who is right through combat," a Great Sage from beyond the domain said coldly.
At present, truly too many people had come. From the myriad heavens and countless domains, almost every powerful race had sent representatives, all seeking to encounter immortal fortune, waiting for the path to immortality to open.
Among these people, there were naturally some aggressive great cultivators who did not wish for so many to compete for the immortal path. They sought to establish a set of laws, forcing the vast majority to retreat in the face of difficulty.
The assembly began. Everyone discussed and debated, talking about the various aspects of the era when the path to immortality would open, and what rules and standards should be established.
"Don't you all think the Big Dipper is too crowded? All the races combined don't even amount to a fraction of the human race. If it truly becomes a case of the entire world ascending to immortality, won't the human race dominate in the future?" someone in the shadows whispered sinisterly, making it difficult to determine the source.
"Correct. The Big Dipper is filled with humans everywhere. In this ancient land of immortality, such a distribution of power is unreasonable. I suggest all races join forces to 'invite them out,' leaving only a portion behind—that would be sufficient!" someone echoed.
"Is that so? Then move all your clan members here. Do you dare?!" the old Great Sage of the Great Xia Imperial Clan, who exuded a rotting corpse aura, spoke with a dark expression.
"Boom!"
The next moment, a dragon sword appeared in his hand, supremely sharp. Imperial Dragon Qi, said to rival the Battle Saint Art in offensive power among secret techniques, surged forth.
"Puff!"
In an instant, blood light filled the area ahead. Severed arms and broken limbs flew up, then exploded together in midair. All life in that place was extinguished, leaving only blood splattering everywhere, a sea of crimson.
Such methods were hair-raising. With a single word, he had slaughtered everyone. No one had expected this Great Sage to be so bloodthirsty, far more ferocious than those before.
The earlier killing of one or two people was merely a minor scuffle. This was a true ruthless character. In the span of a single breath, he had directly annihilated over a hundred experts, including some fierce individuals at the Saint King level.
"I heard that the Grand Emperor died in the Immortal Mansion World. This old Great Sage likely arrived with grief and killing intent. Provoking him now is simply asking for trouble, touching a sore spot."
Everyone trembled with fear, no longer daring to discuss that topic. A human Great Sage had gone mad, directly using an imperial weapon. Who would dare speak recklessly?
At the central heavenly palace, several Great Sages strode inside. This was only a portion; only the strongest could appear there.
When the Great Peacock Bright King, the Ji Family Great Sage, and others appeared, many were filled with awe, uncertain whether they carried the Demon-Subduing Pestle and the Void Mirror. Even some supreme experts from beyond the domain felt a chill in their hearts.
Ye Fan did not approach. He merely sat down in a pavilion, quietly watching the comings and goings of people, listening to their heated debates and sharp arguments.
Clouds and mist rolled, reaching only to one's knees. This ancient continent was very mysterious, with many orchids growing, their fragrance wafting through the air.
At the central heavenly palace, arguments broke out. A Great Sage overturned a table. With a rumble, two figures shot into the high heavens, coldly confronting each other, nearly triggering a battle between Great Sages.
Many knew that today would inevitably be turbulent, but they had not expected such peerless figures to confront each other so early, nearly fighting to the death.
But in the end, both descended again. The assembly continued. The major powers from all sides split into many factions, engaging in negotiations.
Ye Fan believed that the human race had at least two Great Sages, both holding imperial weapons. Unless all other races united, no one with any sense would dare provoke them.
At the heavenly palace, the crowd was like a sea of people. Many powerful experts expressed their views. That place was flooded, the fluctuations of powerful Saints spreading, causing palpitations.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the heavens shattered. Two figures shot straight into the nine heavens, disappearing into the firmament, entering the outer domain. They launched the most earth-shattering attack.
Massive fluctuations spread. The entire ancient continent flashed with blazing light. Ancestral formations blocked the ripples surging in from beyond the domain. Without these mysterious laws interweaving, the ancient continent would have been directly sunk.
"This is... extreme power! Imperial weapons are clashing!"
No one had expected such intensity—an actual clash of imperial weapons.
Flames surged to the heavens. A man in white, pure as snow, was as graceful as jade, possessing peerless elegance. Refined and handsome, he seemed carved from divine jade, transcendent and otherworldly.
On his left palm rested a furnace, bright red and crystalline, as if dripping blood. Various runes flowed across its surface, and overwhelming imperial might spread in all directions.
This was the current master of the Jiang Family, Jiang Yifei, holding the Eternal Universe Furnace, standing in midair like a revered deity!
Opposite him, a black great seal rose and fell, ten thousand threads cascading down, protecting a white-haired elder with a third vertical eye beneath it.
Clearly, this was a Great Sage. The black great seal above his head was an imperial weapon, but it was obviously flawed—missing a corner, with a crack reaching all the way to its center.
"The Human Emperor Seal!"
"It's the Human Emperor Seal left behind by the Yin Ancient Emperor. How did it fall into the hands of a foreign race?"
A few old-timers recalled records and descriptions from ancient texts, their expressions changing. This was undoubtedly the weapon of a Human Emperor.
The crowd erupted, triggering an uproar. Many past events were recalled, and countless hearts surged with emotion.
In ancient times, a divine war had occurred, fought until heaven and earth split apart. Even the Black Gourd, said to be capable of slaying immortals, had been destroyed. The Human Emperor Seal, which once dominated the nine heavens and ten lands, had been lost in the cosmos. More than one or two imperial weapons had been damaged in that battle.
Everyone had thought the Human Emperor Seal had shattered. No one expected it to reappear, now in the hands of a different race!