Chapter 208: Number One in Attack for Five Thousand Years (Part 1)
The Green Cloud Sect had eighteen green mountains, each shrouded in thin mist, with flowing springs and cascading waterfalls, hazy and indistinct.
Beneath the green peaks, a stream meandered, gurgling as it wound its way past. The plants and trees emitted auspicious vapors, and faint green mists flowed and overflowed.
Ye Fan stood amidst the green mountains and clear waters, feeling this natural atmosphere. Facing the ten great experts, he showed not a trace of nervousness.
"So, you're the one who wants me to move out of the way so you can establish a sect here?" The Sect Master of the Green Cloud Sect had jet-black hair, a long flowing beard, and piercing eyes. He appeared to be only around forty years old, but his blood and qi were exceptionally vigorous, pressing down on others like a blazing furnace.
"Indeed, that is my intention. This place has beautiful mountains and clear waters, which suits me perfectly." Ye Fan stood before a pool of water, its surface shimmering with ripples, reflecting a tall, slender figure.
"A mere child, yet so arrogant. You see the Green Cloud Sect's beautiful scenery and want to take it for yourself. Is this the principle of being human that your master taught you?" A Supreme Elder beside him rebuked coldly.
Ye Fan gave a faint, amused smile. "Are you trying to lecture me on principles? Who should those dead source miners go to for their grievances? Should they hate the bandits, or should they gnash their teeth at you? What I am doing is exactly what you have always been doing. Since you find it arrogant, why do you inflict it on others? Compared to you, my actions are truly a minor offense. A proper sect, regardless of its size, represents a legacy. Yet you support bandits, plunder in all directions, and burn and kill the innocent. You are nothing but a tumor and a source of evil in this land!"
"Stop your nonsense!" another Supreme Elder shouted.
Ye Fan let out a cold, long laugh. "I've already come to your doorstep. There's no one else here, so you don't need to put on a hypocritical facade. In my eyes, your face is less clean than the dirt on the ground."
"For a sect to develop, it sometimes needs to employ harsh methods; otherwise, it's difficult to grow strong." The Green Cloud Sect Master said in a deep voice.
"Hahaha..." Ye Fan burst into loud laughter, then his expression gradually darkened. "What a high-sounding reason. What a righteous and solemn tone."
"Perhaps it's a bit excessive, but it won't harm the foundation of this place." The Green Cloud Sect Master didn't lose his temper but responded calmly. He vaguely sensed something was wrong, fearing that Ye Fan might be a disciple of some major power.
"Just 'perhaps a bit excessive'?" Ye Fan suddenly turned and pointed at Er Lengzi, who was not far away. "He originally had an older sister—young, beautiful, elegant, and dignified. Their family was harmonious and happy. But what happened? Your disciples, acting as bandits, committed beastly acts, causing a young girl to die in disgrace and shrouding this family in sorrow."
Not far away, Lei Bo grabbed his own hair, squatting on the ground, wracked with pain.
"Your disciples act without restraint, kidnapping source miners from various villages. If anyone refuses, they resort to fists and feet, not even sparing old men of sixty or seventy, trying to beat them to death."
"Those are just isolated incidents."
"Isolated incidents?" Ye Fan shook his head. "A single stone stockade of only a few dozen households has one young girl violated, one old man nearly beaten to death, and several people killed. Looking at the five hundred li radius, how many tragedies do you think there are? Are you even cultivators? Did you establish this sect just to burn, kill, and plunder with justification?"
"Brother Ye, you must avenge my sister!" Er Lengzi cried out from a distance.
"Uncle Zhang was beaten but survived," Wang Shu said, his emotions agitated. "But my childhood friend, who grew up with Er Lengzi and me, was beaten to death in the past. Three of them."
"Do you have anything else to say?" Ye Fan stared at them.
"Only when we become strong can we maintain stability in this region. Once the time is right, all the bandits will naturally disappear," said a very old Supreme Elder of the Green Cloud Sect.
"Don't you feel any guilt in your conscience when you say things like that?" Ye Fan swept his gaze over them. "I think the only way to eliminate the root of the trouble forever and bring peace to this land is to wipe you all out!"
"What arrogant words! Do you really think one person can destroy an entire sect?" A hot-tempered Supreme Elder's brows shot up.
"Which family's disciple are you?" someone shouted. This was their greatest concern. If he was a scion of some major power and they killed him here, it would likely bring great disaster.
"I am a lone cultivator. You need not be wary." Ye Fan stepped lightly, advancing towards the Green Cloud Sect Master.
The many Supreme Elders of the Green Cloud Sect exchanged glances, their faces revealing murderous intent. One of them said, "Kill him. That's the only way."
The Green Cloud Sect Master's face darkened, and he shouted to the disciples in the distance, "Seal the mountain gate! Do not let these three escape!"
They had already seen that Ye Fan was at the same cultivation level as them. Even if his combat power was astonishing, he couldn't possibly withstand a siege by ten people at once. Even the young Saint Lords of the various Holy Lands probably couldn't do it.
"I originally wanted to spare your life, but since you leave yourself no way out, don't blame us for being ruthless and killing you here!"
"No matter what your background is, for now, we'll just have to kill you as a lone cultivator!"
These people sneered coldly, clearly intending to kill Ye Fan on the spot, giving him no chance to live.
"After hearing your words, my conscience is clear. The Green Cloud Sect will become history from now on, never to exist again!" Ye Fan's robes fluttered as he stood by the pool. The surrounding flowers and plants exuded a rich fragrance, making him appear spotless and pure. There was no killing intent, yet it made people's hearts tremble.
In the distance, the disciples of the Green Cloud Sect were terrified and quickly retreated. They couldn't forget the scene from earlier. This was a young demon king, looking innocent and harmless, but when he acted, he was awe-inspiring, with unparalleled power.
"Attack and kill him! He must not be allowed to leave!"
The ten cultivators of the Dao Palace Secret Realm all attacked. Each had only cultivated one divine spirit, but their combined strength was terrifying enough.
They used the mountains as weapons, merging them together as they simultaneously attacked Ye Fan.
Only now, having reached his current realm, did Ye Fan understand the terror of Dao Palace cultivators. The divine spirit within their weapons propelled them, multiplying their power many times over.
For example, the Green Cloud Sect Master's sacrificial bronze lamp. The heart's divine treasure within him turned into a sun and sank into the bronze lamp. The two merged, illuminating the sky.
It was like a heavenly lamp flying in from outside the world, hanging high in the sky, raining down streams of flames that burned towards Ye Fan. The scorching temperature evaporated a nearby waterfall, filling the air with mist, as if in a celestial realm.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan swung his fist, striking towards the bronze lamp. His combat power surged like a tidal wave, rolling through the clouds, instantly shattering the mist among the green peaks, revealing the clear sky.
His golden fist shot through the air, like an ancient war chariot rumbling across the heavens, causing the sky to tremble continuously.
This powerful divine force surged like an ocean, causing the Green Cloud Sect Master and the Supreme Elders to change color. This was simply too terrifying.
A youth like this, at such an age, possessing such formidable combat power—he was either a rare genius or an elite disciple cultivated by a Holy Land.
"We've already engaged; there's no peaceful resolution. Capture him. Whether we refine him or kill him, we'll decide after we find out his background." These people were filled with dread.
The weapons of the ten experts merged together, blocking Ye Fan's golden fist. Flames raged, lightning split the sky, and the clanging sound of divine weapons echoed through the heavens.
"This child is too strong! He must be eliminated!" The Green Cloud Sect Master's heart was chilled. He was deeply worried that if Ye Fan were allowed to grow, in just another year or two, they would have no chance at all.
A Supreme Elder let out a clear cry, spat out a black light from his mouth, and formed hand seals, sending out eighty-one black lotuses to escort that black light as it slashed towards Ye Fan.
Seeing this, the others also made their moves, attacking forward.
"Black Lotus Burns the Soul, Severing Form and Extinguishing Spirit!" the Supreme Elder shouted.
The eighty-one black lotuses bloomed, their black petals fluttering, intertwining with the humanoid black light within the formation. They transformed into a Heavenly Ghost that pounced towards Ye Fan.
This was a powerful secret technique, intended to split Ye Fan's soul. It could devour divine power, tear through protective light barriers, and directly target the origin of a person's divine sense.
"Nothing but the light of a firefly!" Ye Fan was not afraid. He let out a soft shout, moved his hands, and once again displayed the Nine Secrets' supreme attacking art.
The Boundless Sea!
Behind him appeared a vast ocean, the seawater entirely golden, churning with thousand-layered waves.
As he punched out, ten thousand acres of golden ocean transformed into an azure dragon, soaring through the air. It rose with Ye Fan's punch and charged forward.
This was a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering killing intent, possessing inconceivable attacking power. The sea rose with the dragon, the dragon's roar circled the nine heavens, and the entire Green Cloud Sect could hear it.
Irresistible!
The eighty-one black lotuses were shattered by the golden dragon fist, and the humanoid Heavenly Ghost in the center was torn apart, crushed into powder.
"Where do you think you're going!" Ye Fan charged forward, unwilling to let the opponent escape.
Everyone was shocked. Ye Fan's attacking power was too strong. The others couldn't stop him, and the Supreme Elder at the very front was completely locked on.
He rushed over in an instant. The sea rose with the dragon, leaping through the sky, stirring up wind and clouds, like a divine lord descending upon the world!
"Pfft!"
Ye Fan threw a punch, shaking the Supreme Elder's body until it shattered inch by inch, then vanished like a bubble or a phantom.
A powerful Supreme Elder was beaten to death by a single punch!
The remaining nine were extremely shocked. Such an attacking art made their hearts tremble.
Just now, that Supreme Elder had been the blade's edge, charging at the front, while they were the blade's body. Although it wasn't the full combined force of ten, it was close.
Yet the opponent had directly shattered the blade's edge, killing cleanly and efficiently, causing a tremor in everyone's heart.
In the distance, the disciples of the Green Cloud Sect were even more terrified. Ten experts joined forces to besiege one person, yet one Supreme Elder was killed in return!
"Which Holy Land's disciple are you?" the Green Cloud Sect Master asked in a deep voice.
"Can't a non-Holy Land disciple have such strength?" Ye Fan said. The sea behind him disappeared, and he walked forward leisurely like a white cloud, ethereal and agile.
"Let's refine him!"
The nine experts all released the divine spirits from their Dao Palaces. Eighteen figures formed a heaven-and-earth net, sealing Ye Fan within.
But Ye Fan's expression was calm, his movements free and easy. His left hand formed the Moon Seal, his right hand the Sun Seal, as if he were pushing the sun and moon forward.
Yes, a terrifying scene unfolded!
A bright moon, as large as a millstone, slowly revolved before his left hand. A heavenly sun, also as large as a millstone, slowly turned before his right hand.
An unparalleled pressure radiated out. He was one with heaven and earth, like a deity pushing the sun and moon forward!
Even though they had retreated far away, the disciples of the Green Cloud Sect couldn't help but tremble. Such attacking techniques were unheard of and unseen. The powerful killing intent enveloped them, making them feel a bone-deep cold.
"Such combat power is too terrifying!" The Supreme Elders of the Green Cloud Sect changed color, struggling to resist Ye Fan.
"Even the young Saint Lords of the various Holy Lands were probably no more than this."
"Could he really be a young Saint Lord? Otherwise, how could he have such power?"
"If he's not a Holy Land's disciple, then his potential is even more frightening. Could he be a legendary Divine Body?!"
Ye Fan's left hand formed the Moon Seal, his right hand the Sun Seal, pushing the millstone-sized bright moon and heavenly sun as they crushed across the sky, shaking the heavens! Unstoppable.