Chapter 1664: Stirring in All Directions
The fierce tiger roared, shattering the thunderous sea and azure sky. An enormous divine tiger appeared, its body covered in dense stripes, stone scales, and flesh, its appearance ferocious.
A Quasi-Emperor had arrived—a powerful Quasi-Emperor from an unknown origin. Its eyes were like red lanterns, blood-red and terrifying.
It fixed its gaze on Ye Fan, its Dao principles spreading outward, accompanied by billowing black mist, ready to pounce at any moment.
This was a Stone Spirit, its cultivation having reached such a realm—astonishing and unheard of. Its arrival was not surprising. Ye Fan and the Sacred Spirit Lineage were mortal enemies; he had killed too many of them. It happened to be passing through this region, so naturally it would attack.
"A familiar aura!"
Ye Fan's heart stirred. He suddenly remembered that years ago, a Sacred Spirit had placed a curse on him, shrouding him in a dark blood divine ring for a long time before he finally managed to grind it away with great difficulty.
Back then, he hadn't seen this stone tiger; he had been cursed while separated by a stretch of stars. Today was the first time he faced it directly.
Clearly, although the stone tiger had been extremely powerful and revered as an ancestor back then, it wasn't yet a true Quasi-Emperor—it had been a step short, only breaking through in the last three hundred years.
Even though Ye Fan was in the thunderous sea, his mind trembled violently. This stone tiger was extraordinary.
Sacred Spirits, due to various uncontrollable reasons, often emerged prematurely and struggled to reach perfection. Unless they encountered extraordinary great fortune, major breakthroughs were rare.
This was a stone tiger that had cultivated in later years and charged into the Quasi-Emperor realm—absolutely shocking to the world!
"I understand now. The Stone Token from back then fell into your hands!" Although in the thunderous sea, Ye Fan sensed danger. This tiger was terrifying, especially the ocean-like fluctuations within its body.
In the past, the demon well seal at Great Moon Slope had broken, shattering the entire ancient path. That place was a "divine cellar" left by Dao Venerable, sealing the body of a supreme Sacred Spirit from the mythological era.
Additionally, there was a Stone Token within, recording the supreme cultivation method of the Stone Spirit Lineage, allowing them to continue breaking through even with incomplete bodies. During the battle that day, the Light Clan, Feather Clan, Human Clan, and others fought fiercely, each gaining something. But the Stone Token had vanished, its whereabouts unknown.
Only today did the truth surface. It was this divine tiger. Back then, like the old Teng Snake, it was almost a Quasi-Emperor. After obtaining the "Heaven-Mending Art" from the Stone Token, it naturally broke through rapidly.
Black mist churned around the divine tiger. Its eyes were as large as blood basins, its fangs sharper than long blades, gleaming white and terrifying. Since they had met, how could it not strike?
"Roar!"
A tiger's roar shook the cosmos. This was a world-shaking great power. The fierce tiger's roar sent sound waves trembling through the world, shattering all matter into vacuum, surging forward like a black tide.
Even the thunderous sea was blasted into a void. The fierce tiger's roar was a world-shaking divine ability. Executed by a Quasi-Emperor, it was naturally peerless and unmatched.
Leaving everything aside, even if a Great Sage were present, they would fall like dumplings in boiling water, all roared to death alive. This secret art had immense killing power.
Seeing this, Ye Fan, though exhausted, let out a Dao Roar. His voice was clear, like a dragon's cry in the nine heavens, echoing across this cosmic starry sky.
This was a secret art derived from the Buddhist supreme divine art "Om" sound, with tremendous power. The ripples of the fierce tiger's roar were blocked, and the two clashed violently. The tiger patterns could not advance, failing to inflict damage.
"Killing my kin, if I let you become a Quasi-Emperor today, what face would I have to meet my descendants? Running into you today—this is heaven's will."
The divine tiger's words were like muffled thunder. Its eyes shot out terrifying blood light, and a stone artifact appeared above its head—the Stone Token from back then!
Instantly, an extremely powerful aura erupted, faintly bearing the majesty of an Imperial Dao Artifact. Though flawed, it was still incredibly fierce.
"Awroooo..."
The tiger's roar filled the sky. A rain of light appeared around it, like ascending immortals.
Moreover, a terrifying White Tiger descended from the heavens, emitting an aura of the Immortal Domain, making people tremble.
Everyone in the distance trembled, retreating rapidly. That White Tiger was not a physical entity but woven from the principles of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. It was the most terrifying type of Stone Spirit Dao principle, connecting to the heavens and moving the gods, resonating with the White Tiger of the Immortal Domain.
This was like borrowing power, like an immortal's response. The White Tiger's Dao principles left in the mortal world resonated with it, being copied and controlled by it, now to be merged with itself.
Everyone's expression changed. This White Tiger was terrifyingly powerful, mastering such secret arts. With the aid of such a stone artifact, it made anyone wary.
Boom!
The thunder tribulation erupted violently. Ye Fan's tribulation was not yet over. At this moment, a new change occurred. Countless chaotic order divine chains descended from the thunderous sea, binding him tightly.
Bad, his heart sank. Why did it have to be at this moment? Even a Quasi-Emperor tribulation was like this—he would be bound by the heavens for a time, and only by breaking free could the great tribulation be considered complete.
Appearing now, wasn't this making him a target?
This divine tiger was definitely very powerful, not easy to deal with. Now he was fixed in the thunderous sea. Those who could become Quasi-Emperors were no ordinary people; they would surely find a way to cross the thunderous sea.
Those who became Quasi-Emperors were all cultivation geniuses, transcending all living beings. Relying on heavenly tribulation to kill the opponent was no longer possible.
"Clatter, clatter"
In the thunder, order divine chains interwove, binding Ye Fan tightly. Dense laws wrapped around him, making him look like a zongzi.
"I'll fight it out!"
Ye Fan gritted his teeth. At this moment, he could only fight head-on. The only thing that reassured him was that the residual marks left by Stone Emperor, Divine Ruins Lord, and others had not yet been completely destroyed, still sealing his physical body like a cage. If attacked now, he could use the force to continue breaking the laws and shatter the confinement.
Boom!
However, the heavens were not kind to him. Amid the divine punishment, a vast primeval world descended, with true dragons coiling, immortal phoenixes dancing, and Vermilion Birds carrying sky-filling flames across the heavens...
This looked very much like an Immortal Domain world, pressing down to crush Ye Fan. Truly internal and external troubles, weighing heavily on Ye Fan's heart, unsure if he could survive.
"Heh, even the heavens detest you. This is a decree descending, using my hand to destroy you!" The divine tiger sneered coldly.
Its opponent was bound like a zongzi, waiting for it to kill. This result was too unexpected, making it want to laugh out loud.
In the distance, everyone was stunned.
"Bad!" Black Emperor was anxious.
"Is he going to die? It seems we don't need to make a move." Some people watched coldly from the darkness.
"Boom!"
"Dare to bully my brother while he's crossing tribulation—courting death!" At this critical moment, a loud shout came. A monkey with a thunder-god mouth, fiery golden eyes, and golden fur shining all over appeared, tearing open the void and charging at the divine tiger.
The Holy Prince had arrived. Not long ago, he had received a message that the Heavenly Court was in trouble. He had rushed back from the battlefield, only to encounter Ye Fan crossing tribulation.
"Monkey, mind your own business!" The divine tiger was very fierce. Though it said this, it had already made its move. The White Tiger merged with it, making it far more terrifying. The Stone Token above its head emitted immortal light, striking at the Holy Prince.
"Careful!"
Ye Fan shouted. He knew well the terror of that Stone Token. Back then, it was a divine artifact capable of blocking the Refining God Pot's attacks. If it truly hit the Holy Prince, the consequences would be dire.
"Bang!"
The Holy Prince let out a loud cry. A burst of auspicious multicolored light surged from his crown, immortal radiance dazzling. A broken black iron staff appeared, smashing forward.
This was the Battle Saint Emperor's weapon. It had broken during the Dark Chaos, severely damaged, but ultimately half remained, returning to the Holy Prince's side.
Ordinarily, the Holy Prince carefully nurtured it, seeking immortal materials, hoping to one day repair it.
Since the opponent had used a great killing weapon, he naturally wouldn't just stare. He directly swung the staff to smash. Though the Imperial Dao might could no longer compare to before, it could definitely overpower the opponent.
This battle erupted!
In the thunderous sea, Ye Fan floated, bound in divine chains, his whole body trembling. He didn't rush to break the chains but gathered all the power of his physical body and divine sense to charge, aiming to destroy the last remnants left by the Supremes within him.
Boom!
Outside, the Immortal Domain pressed down, about to swallow him. True dragons, immortal phoenixes, Vermilion Birds, White Tigers, and others all pounced to kill. Ye Fan let out a great roar, drawing all power into his body to resist those residual marks.
"Truly powerful, even startling me. Such flesh and blood, such a divine fetus—isn't this exactly the cauldron I need?" Shen Ming appeared, standing in the void, his face filled with cruelty and ruthlessness, his gaze cold to the bone.
"I originally wanted to fight you fairly, but I'm afraid I won't have that chance. Others will destroy you first. If so, wouldn't this divine fetus be lost?" Shen Ming was icy cold, his hair flying wildly, like a supreme king, looking down on the world, walking step by step into the thunderous sea.
"To obtain the divine fetus, I'm sorry, but I must act early. I'll sever your primordial spirit, take your physical body, and build my Dao foundation!" Shen Ming's words were cold.
Those who reached the Quasi-Emperor realm were inevitably outstanding, cultivation geniuses above all living beings. Moreover, he came from the Immortal Mound, carrying secret treasures that could block thunder light, not following the tribulation.
"Master!" Huahua shouted, wanting to rush over. Li Tian and others were also anxious, but they hadn't yet become Quasi-Emperors and couldn't help much.
"Don't rush." Black Emperor could still remain steady. Though the situation was critical, he instead calmed down, saying, "Thousands of Great Emperor remnant formations are ready, waiting to bury them!"
These remnant formations had a drawback—they were suitable for defensive counterattacks. Now that the opponent was entangled with Ye Fan, unleashing them would cause collateral damage.
"Brother Ye, what a pity. I never thought we'd meet like this." Shen Ming's black gold battle armor shimmered. His hair danced lightly, a faint smile on his face. "I've always wanted to fight you. Unfortunately, rest assured, I will make good use of your physical body. It will become the ultimate cauldron, helping me attain the Dao."
"You talk too much!" Ye Fan said coldly.
"Is that so? I hope you can rest in peace. I'll chat with you a bit more, lest your body, due to instinctive overreaction, turns into a vengeful spirit. That's not the cauldron I need." Shen Ming said very casually, with a faint cold smile.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan struck. Though trapped and in the most difficult moment, charging against the final Supreme imprints within him, he still started the battle forcefully.
Every inch of his flesh could fight, erupting with infinite light. Since Dao principles could temporarily be used, he vented them freely.
"Rumble!"
Shen Ming suppressed him, his might dominating heaven and earth.
"Crack!"
Ye Fan broke many divine chains, shifting positions. At the same time, he shook the cauldron, letting Mother Qi of All Things descend, killing toward Shen Ming.
"What a treasure. After today's great tribulation, this cauldron will become divine. In this world, aside from Imperial Dao Artifacts, few weapons can compare to it. Brother Ye, I'll take good care of it for you. Please rest in peace."
At the end, Shen Ming withdrew his smile, no longer treating it lightly. His expression was cold and ruthless, with a great majesty, like an ancient emperor surveying the world.
As he struck, ten thousand Daos harmonized. A pagoda pressed down, aiming to sever Ye Fan's primordial spirit and take his physical body.
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