# Chapter 251: The Cauldron Breaks Ten Thousand Techniques
"He's the one the Ji Family is looking for, yet he dares to come here and start a massacre. It's truly unexpected and shocking!"
"Is this the young man? Wanted by both the Ji Family and Yaoguang, yet he still dares to act like this. I wonder what he's relying on."
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On the Broken Mountain, many people were discussing, all of them extremely shocked.
At this moment, Ye Fan appeared to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, his delicate features still somewhat youthful, difficult to connect with the aura of the great battle he had just waged on all sides.
Four disciples of Yaoguang sealed off the four directions, preventing him from escaping.
Ji Yunlin nearly ground his teeth to powder. Ye Fan had burned to death a Supreme Elder of the Ji Family and had taken away the Grand Void Art, making him the public enemy of the Ji Family's younger generation.
"Weng"
The sky trembled as Ji Yunlin struck out in fury. A black great hand covered the sky like a dark cloud, pressing down toward Ye Fan, dark and oppressive, sending chills through everyone.
"Weng"
Ye Fan also struck out with a great hand seal, pitch black like ink, covering the heavens like a black landmass descending, fiercely slapping forward.
Needlepoint to wheat tip!
"Bang"
The two pitch-black great hands collided, emitting an aura that made hearts palpitate. Black mist surged, rushing in all directions, the destructive force terrifying many.
On the Broken Mountain, quite a few cultivators had blood flowing from their ears and noses, suffering terrible shockwaves. Even more collapsed to the ground.
Many young cultivators quickly flew up, not daring to remain there, all fleeing far away before stopping.
"Pu"
The two black great hands clapped together again. This time the sound was softer, but even more terrifying. Black clouds blotted out the sky, as if silently annihilating everything.
Ji Yunlin's face turned ashen, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth as his body flew backward. He had received the orthodox inheritance, yet he could not match his opponent.
Although Ye Fan had only obtained the remnant form of the Void Great Hand Seal, he mastered the Battle Saint Art and used it as the source to drive the technique, enough to complete it to perfection.
"Shua"
Ye Fan executed the Grand Void Art, disappearing from his original position and appearing before Ji Yunlin. The black great hand descended with thunderous force.
Ji Yunlin was forced to act, striking out with the Heaven-Severing Finger. His fingertips sparkled, five dragons soaring into the sky, shaking their heads and wagging their tails, with the momentum to swallow heaven and earth.
"Hong"
The two engaged in fierce battle. Ji Yunlin roared, his right hand forming the Void Great Hand Seal, his left hand executing the Heaven-Severing Finger. Combining the two techniques, he actually increased his power by a large margin.
The black great hand and the silver dragon scissors descended, wanting to sever the heavens. This realm of heaven and earth shook violently.
Ye Fan only used the Void Great Hand Seal to meet him, with the momentum of overturning mountains and seas. The heavenly dome trembled, black clouds covering the sky.
At the same time, they occasionally displayed the Grand Void Art, shuttling through the void, dazzling the eyes, making it impossible to follow their movements.
This was too fast. The two figures continuously flickered, displaying the secret techniques from the Ji Family ancient scripture to their fullest extent, beating the void until it was dented here and sunken there, constantly deforming.
In the distant sky, the crowd was horrified. Such a duel was terrifying. They knew they could not match it; if they went up, they would surely be beaten into mud.
Ye Fan's heart stirred. The combination of the Heaven-Severing Finger and the Void Great Hand Seal, with both hands moving together, was very astonishing. His opponent's strength had more than doubled, actually managing to hold him off.
He felt he could imitate this and incorporate it into the Battle Saint Art. That way, he would gain another Life-Slaying Grand Art.
"Bang," "Bang," "Bang"...
Continuous great collisions. Black light and silver radiance splattered. The sky trembled. Ji Yunlin's body shook violently as he retreated more than ten steps through the void, a wisp of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
In the end, he could not withstand it. He could not block Ye Fan's wild force. His opponent's divine power never exhausted, simply impossible to contend with.
Ji Yunlin's expression was ugly. Ye Fan suppressing him with the Ji Family's ultimate techniques was a humiliation to him.
"If the heroes of my Ji Family were here, even if you had nine lives, it wouldn't be enough to kill you!"
"You mean the few moons of the Ji Family? After I enter the Four Extremes Secret Realm, I will naturally go and test them." Ye Fan pressed forward.
The people of Yaoguang Holy Land hurried forward. If Ji Yunlin also died here, they would have no way to explain it to the Ji Family.
"People of Yaoguang Holy Land, do I have any enmity with you? Why are you getting involved?" Ye Fan shouted coldly.
"You have committed many unrighteous acts. What's wrong with us helping the Ji Family?" a female disciple of Yaoguang evaded the main issue, changing the subject.
"I saved a little moon of the Ji Family, and she taught me a secret technique. But then the Ji Family started repaying kindness with enmity, pursuing me for ten thousand li. Is that what you call unrighteous acts?" Ye Fan sneered.
"You colluded with the Demon Clan and burned to death a respected senior of the Ji Family. Isn't that enough?" the female Yaoguang disciple said coldly. She had a flower-like face and was quite beautiful.
"You're really good at taking things out of context." Ye Fan sneered, fearless, striding forward. "Saying other things is useless. Since you've come, I don't mind. I'll just leave all of you here."
These people had gathered specifically to deal with him. He had no reason to show mercy.
"Do you really think you can go on a killing spree?" the female Yaoguang disciple sneered. She shouted to the surrounding cultivators: "Everyone, please make a move and help us capture this beast."
Ye Fan snorted coldly, striking like lightning, killing toward this female Yaoguang disciple.
Yaoguang had sent a total of two men and two women, plus Ji Yunlin — a very formidable combat force. All five young experts were at the peak of Dao Palace Third Heaven, with one foot already stepping into Dao Palace Fourth Heaven.
Ye Fan was exceptionally gifted, able to "reverse the flow and slay immortals," using the strength of Dao Palace Second Realm to battle experts of the Third Realm. But facing five at once made life and death unpredictable. After all, each person was a full realm above him. If it were an ordinary person, they would be instantly crushed.
However, he was not panicked. Instead of fleeing, he charged forward to kill. His brow shone brilliantly as his divine sense materialized. The golden sharp sword was very small, only an inch long, but it was lethal!
This was a powerful divine sense attack. The female Yaoguang disciple screamed, painfully clutching her head, losing her ability to fight. Her piercing shriek tore through the sky.
Ye Fan executed the Old Madman's footwork, charging through in one burst. His hand was like a blade, gently slicing. "Pu" — that beautiful head flew sideways.
Blood splattered. The expression on that severed head was one of complete confusion, strands of hair stained with blood. The scene was very shocking.
Some young cultivators from Quzhou had originally charged forward, but seeing this, they all retreated. Even a Holy Land's inheritor had his head severed in one encounter. If they went up, wouldn't they be seeking death? Wanting to get close to Holy Land disciples wasn't worth betting their lives.
"Chi"
Executing the Grand Void Art, Ye Fan traveled through the void, abruptly appearing before another male Yaoguang disciple. His powerful divine sense materialized again.
"Pu"
This time was even more direct. The inch-long golden small sword pierced through his frontal bone in an instant. The corpse fell from the high sky.
"Don't get close! Sense the void fluctuations, or you'll be killed by his divine sense attack!" Ji Yunlin shouted.
The remaining male and female of Yaoguang Holy Land had expressions that were extremely ugly. Their opponent had instantly killed their fellow disciples, filling them with both fear and anger.
"Hong"
Ye Fan used the black great hand to clash with Ji Yunlin, while simultaneously using the Mountain-Embracing Seal to resist the male and female of Yaoguang.
This time, the three were doubly cautious, all fighting from long range. They had figured out the patterns of the Grand Void Art, not giving him a chance to attack with divine sense.
The male Yaoguang disciple sacrificed a patch of starlight. A full thirty-six fist-sized stars flew out, all refined from Purple River Heavenly Sand.
Each one sparkled brilliantly, emitting a hazy purple aura. This was a heavy treasure, refined by senior figures of Yaoguang and bestowed upon them.
The thirty-six purple stars shone, like a curtain of purple light floating in the sky. Each one shot down dazzling sword energy.
It must be said, this was a significant treasure. It could gather heavenly momentum, absorb the essence of heaven and earth, even drawing in the sunlight from the sun.
The sword energy was like rainbows, very dazzling, unstoppable, nearly tearing the void apart!
"Dang," "Dang," "Dang"...
Ye Fan struck out, his great hand clashing with the sword light. Even his powerful physical body felt waves of numbness. This secret treasure was very fearsome, able to accumulate the momentum of heaven and earth, putting him at a disadvantage.
Crimson clouds shone as the female Yaoguang disciple sacrificed a red great net. Red mist permeated, each strand of the net sparkling, sealing off this patch of sky, trying to trap Ye Fan inside.
The red great net burned fiercely, wanting to refine Ye Fan alive inside. This was also a heavy treasure, quite extraordinary.
"What are you waiting for? Attack together! Refine him to ashes!" the female Yaoguang disciple shouted at the crowd.
Finally, more than ten people charged forward. Seeing Ye Fan trapped by two heavy treasures, they wanted to add icing on the cake.
Ye Fan sneered, opening his mouth to spit out a small cauldron. It was only an inch high, with no divine power fluctuations, no radiance shining. It looked ancient and natural.
"One Artifact Breaks Ten Thousand Techniques!" he shouted, sacrificing the cauldron.
The Wheel Sea chapter of the Dao Scripture recorded the technique of One Artifact Breaks Ten Thousand Techniques, claiming that "when my flower blooms, all other flowers die." But it required reaching a certain realm to display its power.
When Ye Fan was in the Wheel Sea Secret Realm, he had only forged this one cauldron. After entering the Dao Palace Secret Realm, he continued the same, placing the cauldron among the five divine treasuries, constantly refining it.
In each great secret realm, one could forge several artifacts. Others had many artifacts, but he only had this one, wanting to evolve "Dao" and "Principle."
The three-legged, two-eared round cauldron expanded to over nine meters tall. Misty Mysterious Yellow aura overflowed, making it even more ancient and dignified, filled with incomparable power.
"Hong"
This cauldron shook in the sky, instantly erupting with Mysterious Yellow aura. All thirty-six purple stars were shattered. The male Yaoguang disciple immediately spat blood and flew backward.
Primordial Mother Qi Root descended, strand by strand, shocking everyone. This was a treasure of heaven and earth, able to be refined into an Extreme Weapon, the same as Phoenix Blood Red Gold, the exclusive sacred material of Great Emperors.
"Heavens, it's Mysterious Yellow Qi!"
"To be precise, it's Primordial Mother Qi Root!"
The crowd was completely stunned.
Ye Fan sacrificed the cauldron. The nine-meter-tall great cauldron surged upward, constantly trembling. The aura of primordial desolation spread out, also shattering the red great net into powder.
"Suppress!"
Ye Fan shouted. The nine-meter-tall great cauldron pressed down from above the female Yaoguang disciple, instantly fixing her in place. She couldn't escape, unable to move at all. Even from more than ten meters away, her body was about to crack.
It was hard to imagine how heavy this cauldron was. The strands flowing from it were unbearable!
"Dang"
Ji Yunlin struck out with the Void Great Hand Seal. The black great hand heavily struck the nine-meter-tall ancient great cauldron, but couldn't move it at all. It only produced a loud sound.