# Chapter 291: The World Knows Your Name
“Uncle, that is the wanted criminal of our Ji Family — Ye Fan.” Members of the Ji Family stepped forward as well, respectfully saluting a man in his thirties among them.
“He certainly has courage, daring to come here.” The extraordinary talent of the Ji Family’s previous generation spoke with his hands behind his back, his tone calm.
Many present recognized him — it was Ji Yuanqing of the Ji Family. He was of medium build, not particularly imposing, but he possessed a Dao resonance that was extremely ethereal, like a patch of void, making it impossible to track his movements.
He gave people a feeling of nothingness, a manifestation of having cultivated the *Void Scripture* to a profound level. Years ago, he had fought all the way from the Southern Domain to the Central Province alongside Kong Teng, the great disciple of Peacock King, shaking everyone.
He was very famous among the various Holy Lands. If not for the emergence of the Divine Physique Ji Haoyue in the Ji Family, the position of future family head would certainly have been his.
“Where did the Little Peng King go?” At this moment, Kong Teng also raised his head, his sword-like brows standing on end, a fierce aura surging forth.
Aside from Yan Ruyu, there were other members of the Demon Clan on the ground. One of them stepped forward to report: “The Golden Wing Little Peng King was also suppressed by Ye Fan.”
“What? Three heavenly prodigies, all suppressed by a single person?!”
All ten-plus people changed color. They were half a generation to a full generation older than the younger generation, all extraordinary talents, but they also paid close attention to those chosen as Holy Sons and Holy Maidens.
The Golden Wing Little Peng King and Holy Son Yao Guang both vaguely possessed the qualifications of a Great Emperor, showing similarities to the young ancient great emperors. That they could be suppressed by one person at the same time made them unavoidably shocked.
Kong Teng took a step forward. His sword-like brows extended into his temples, his eyes like stars, naturally proud and imposing even without anger. Gazing at Ye Fan in midair, he said: “No wonder my master has a trace of expectation for you. You are indeed somewhat extraordinary. Whether it’s fortune or strength, being able to suppress these three people is enough to prove that you have a place among the younger generation.”
Chu Lingkong, the great disciple of Yaoguang Holy Land, stepped forward. He was tall and slender, like an Immortal King descending to the mortal world, his eyes deep as the starry sky. Staring at Ye Fan, he uttered only two words: “Release them.”
Ye Fan had suppressed three people in total, two of whom were from Yaoguang Holy Land. This made Chu Lingkong slightly furrow his brows. If this matter spread, it would greatly affect Yaoguang.
Ye Fan stood up, smiling very brightly, and said: “I was just about to tell you all — I’ve decided to keep these three. There’s no way I’m releasing them. I want you all to cease hunting me for one year, to stop tracking my whereabouts. If you can do that, I’ll release them after a year.”
Everyone was greatly shocked. None had expected that Ye Fan would dare to propose such conditions before the extraordinary talents of so many Holy Lands.
“Do you truly believe you can leave this place?” Chu Lingkong’s expression was calm, but his eyes had grown somewhat fierce.
“Dong!”
Suddenly, Kong Teng, the true disciple of Peacock King, made his move. A single palm strike caused the entire great hall to shake violently. He blocked the doorway, cutting off Duan De’s escape route.
At the same time, Chu Lingkong, Ji Yuanqing, and the others also acted, sealing off the unscrupulous Taoist’s path forward, preventing him from fleeing.
“Daoist Duan, why leave without saying goodbye?”
These ten-plus people were all very calm. They had been famous for many years, each deeply calculating and highly alert. Duan De couldn’t escape even if he wanted to.
These ten-plus people were all extraordinary talents of the previous generation. If they joined forces, they could almost contend with a Great Power, enough to slay the sect masters of some great sects.
Duan De’s face was full of bitterness. Reciting a Daoist title, he said: “This poor Daoist only wanted to step out for some fresh air.”
He didn’t dare to force his way through. His current situation was very unfavorable — extraordinary talents blocking his path ahead, and a Demon Clan princess wielding an extreme weapon behind him, making him extremely uncomfortable.
“Hong!”
A violent tremor shook the entire Bright Divine Hall, nearly turning it over. The force was unimaginably immense.
Even the Chaos Stone at the center of the great hall shook, its force field becoming unstable, heavily affected by the impact.
“This is…”
Everyone changed color, extremely shocked.
Duan De shrank his neck and said: “Everyone, run quickly. If you’re any later, it’ll be too late. There are three large coffins in the back — something must have broken out of them.” As he spoke, he tried to slip away.
“Daoist Duan, you’d better stay put.” Ji Yuanqing said coldly.
Kong Teng and Chu Lingkong also had eyes like lightning. All ten-plus people revealed killing intent, ready to strike at him at any moment.
“I’m doing this for your own good, really. This poor Daoist can swear to heaven — those three coffins are not something we can touch!” Duan De pointed at the sky and drew on the ground.
“Rest assured, it’s the Supreme Elders of the various Holy Lands making their move.” Chu Lingkong replied coldly.
“You… you really dare to touch them? That’s a Three-Talent Absolute Coffin. Someone is trying to attain the Dao through a corpse — it must be an incomparably terrifying figure.” Duan De’s face turned somewhat green.
“If they couldn’t become an emperor while alive, what emperor can they attain after death? They won’t be stronger than the various Saint Lords. If my master comes, that will be enough to suppress them.” Kong Teng said indifferently.
Duan De’s expression shifted repeatedly. Peacock King looked down upon the Southern Domain, and even the various Saint Lords could do nothing against him. He indeed had the strength to sweep through a region.
“Hong!”
The great hall shook again, and the Chaos Stone flickered with chaotic light. Ye Fan stood on top of it, his expression calm as he watched the people below.
“Ye Fan, quickly release the people!” someone shouted.
“I’ve already said, if you want to save them, agree to my conditions. For one year, do not disturb me. Otherwise, these three people I’ve taken will all die tragically.”
“Ridiculous. Who do you think you are, to negotiate terms with us?” someone rebuked.
Although these people had cultivation, being repeatedly presented with conditions by a small cultivator in the Dao Palace Secret Realm made them darken their faces.
Nearby, disciples at the second or third heaven of Dao Palace sneered: “At death’s door, yet still speaking arrogantly. Do you really think you’re a Great Power?”
Ye Fan smiled, completely unconcerned, and said: “Are the Holy Lands so great? The Ji Family and Yaoguang — I will visit them one by one. When the time comes, I’ll openly borrow your ancient scriptures to read.”
This was an extremely rebellious statement. Borrowing a Holy Land’s ancient scripture to read — easy to say. Aside from the ancient great emperors who had such boldness and ability, who else could do it?
Unless one could conquer that Holy Land, how else could it be done? This was a naked declaration of war.
No matter what Ye Fan had done in the past, from this day forward, his name would spread throughout all the great sects, becoming known for the first time.
“Truly ignorant of the vastness of heaven and earth. A desolate ancient waste physique — what capital do you have? You have no future at all, yet you dare to speak such nonsense?!”
The ten-plus extraordinary talents and the many Holy Sons and Holy Maidens said nothing, but the younger disciples couldn’t bear it and rebuked him one after another.
“Then we’ll meet in the future. This waste physique will experience all of your ultimate techniques one by one!” Ye Fan stood on the Chaos Stone, sweeping his gaze over everyone.
“Shua”
Light flashed, and a Dark Jade Platform appeared on the Chaos Stone. Ye Fan stepped onto it.
“Not good, stop him!”
At this moment, everyone finally realized — he could actually carve a mobile spatial platform. They were shocked.
“Shua”
Light flashed, and Ye Fan disappeared from the spot.
At that instant, Duan De rushed over like a ghost, also wanting to use the Dark Jade Platform to traverse the void.
“Ka”
But at that moment, the Dark Jade Platform suddenly shattered, blasting Duan De flying backward.
“Damned… Heavenly Venerable, it’s a one-time platform!” Duan De ground his teeth in anger.
Behind him, the ten-plus people surrounded him, all with unfriendly expressions. That Ye Fan had escaped made no one look good.
“Everyone, let’s study this ancient scroll together. No need to be so tense.” Duan De’s smile was uglier than crying.
A thousand miles away, light flashed, and the cauldron forged from Primordial Mother Qi rushed out of the void. Ye Fan and Black Emperor revealed their figures from within the cauldron.
“Quick, continue carving the Dao patterns. This time we need to go ten thousand miles away. That old Peng King has the world’s ultimate speed — a thousand miles means nothing to him.”
Black Emperor didn’t delay. He quickly got to work, finishing the engraving in no time. Then they traversed the void again, instantly moving over ten thousand miles away.
After continuously traversing the void multiple times, putting a full twenty-plus oases between them and Li Prefecture, Ye Fan finally let out a long breath. He knew he had escaped danger.
That very day, news spread like wings through the surrounding regions. A cultivator named Ye Fan had suppressed Holy Son Yao Guang, the Golden Wing Little Peng King, and Yao Xi, shaking dozens of prefectures.
In just a few days, Ye Fan’s name shocked hundreds of oases, spreading across half the Northern Domain. Many people learned that a cultivator named Ye Fan intended to suppress three heavenly prodigies for a year.
Who was Ye Fan? There had been some rumors before, but most sects didn’t know. But from now on, most people in the Northern Domain would no longer be unfamiliar with him.
The Golden Wing Little Peng King and Holy Son Yao Guang — these were people expected to walk the path of a Great Emperor, figures among the younger generation of the Eastern Wasteland with few rivals, future kings of the Eastern Wasteland.
Yet they had been suppressed by an unknown minor cultivator!
Without a doubt, the news would spread further and further, known by more and more people.
From now on, the world would know your name — this was no exaggeration. By suppressing Yao Xi, the Golden Wing Little Peng King, and Holy Son Yao Guang, and taking them away, Ye Fan’s name would spread throughout all the great sects.