Chapter 402: A Grand Era of Kings Rising Together
The Peerless Divine King made a shocking move, offering ten million jin of Source to help Ye Fan enter the Four Extremes Secret Realm. This astronomical figure stunned everyone present.
For over a hundred thousand years, the Sacred Body had faded into obscurity. Not a single one had been able to cultivate to Great Accomplishment, losing the invincible style of ages past. Was the Divine King about to change all that?
"Excellent!" Li Heishui stood in a corner, clenching his fist tightly. With Jiang Taixu's support, what could possibly stand in their way?
This was truly astonishing news. Many began to discuss it—perhaps the long-lost Great Accomplishment Sacred Body would reappear, something people had gradually forgotten since the Primordial Era.
If a supreme being who could overlook the mortal world were to emerge in this age, what kind of waves would it stir?
"I wish to resolve your grievances. Does anyone have anything else to say?" The White-Robed Divine King swept his gaze across the assembled Saint Lords.
Who would dare defy him? The Divine King had already declared that killing Ye Fan was like killing him. No one was tired of living; how could anyone be so foolish as to step forward and oppose him?
"Brother Ye might truly become the first Sacred Body since the Primordial Era to enter the Four Extremes Secret Realm," the Great Xia Prince murmured to himself from a distance.
Yao Yuekong nodded as well. "Young Brother Ye's days of fleeing are finally over. If he breaks into the Four Extremes, what kind of combat power he'll have is truly something to look forward to."
"Breaking into the Four Extremes Secret Realm will likely be very difficult. The Divine King himself said that this world has changed and is no longer suitable for the Primordial Sacred Body's cultivation," some disagreed, holding the opposite view.
"Even if he succeeds in breaking through, he faces many great enemies—the Heavenly Demon Body, the Innate Dao Fetus, the Divine Body... so many king-level physiques coexisting. Who can say who is weaker and who is stronger?"
A highly prosperous great era might be approaching—everyone had this feeling.
An Miaoyi smiled lightly, radiant and moving. A single backward glance could charm a hundred, leaving all other beauties in the dust.
The Holy Sons and Holy Maidens also showed strange expressions. If various king-level physiques were to emerge, they would face endless pressure, with no shortage of war and conflict.
Many glanced at Golden Wing Little Peng King, Holy Son Yao Guang, the Ji Family's Divine King Physique, the Heavenly Demon Young Master, the Golden Clan's Jin Chixiao, the Innate Dao Fetus, and others, lost in thought.
Many had already heard of other powerful physiques and wondered what kind of clashes the future would bring.
"Since no one has any objections, let the past be carried away by the wind," the Peerless Divine King said, scanning everyone.
"I will gather the ten million jin of Source," the Jiang Family Saint Lord said. Though unwilling in his heart, since the Divine King had spoken, he could only comply.
The Divine King nodded. "Send it to the Dragon Transformation Pool. That is the sacred pool where cocoons break into butterflies and fish leap into dragons."
Ye Fan had already returned the Li Fire Divine Furnace, which alone was worth that amount. The Divine King knew this well, for it contained the dao patterns inscribed by Eternal Universe Great Emperor and some of his cultivation insights.
Eternal Universe Great Emperor had used this weapon since his youth, all the way until he became a Great Emperor, accompanying him through most of his life. This furnace had witnessed his glory, walking with him step by step to the peak.
To comprehend it with one's heart could benefit one for a lifetime!
The Saint Lords were alarmed. The Peerless Divine King acted with swift decisiveness, unwilling to delay. This made them uneasy. Could the Primordial Sacred Body truly break through?
If successful, there was no doubt that Ye Fan would be bound to the Jiang Family's invincible ancient war chariot, making life difficult for all the Holy Lands from now on.
Others exchanged glances, trembling with fear. Perhaps the Divine King truly had little life left and might be planning a series of major moves. They absolutely could not provoke him at this critical moment.
"Everyone, disperse for now," the Divine King said, seeing them out.
In the grand hall, the Jiang Family's younger disciples looked at Ye Fan with strange expressions. The Divine King's rebirth and favor toward him filled them with deep jealousy.
After the unrelated people left, the Jiang Family members wanted to ask about the secrets of Purple Mountain, but the Divine King never mentioned it, and no one dared to press him.
"You have a thoughtful heart," the Divine King said to Ye Fan, the words carrying multiple meanings.
Ye Fan had learned the Nine Secrets at Purple Mountain, then delivered a message to the Jiang Family, saving the Divine King with the True Dragon Divine Medicine—all in repayment of kindness.
"Your great kindness, Divine King, I will never forget!" Ye Fan performed a grand bow, sincerely paying his respects.
Neither of them mentioned the Nine Secrets, for the matter was too important. Many words needed no explanation, and the Jiang Family cultivators were unaware.
Seeing Ye Fan hesitate to speak, the Divine King asked, "Is there some difficulty?"
"Can the Divine King save a Pure Yin Physique?" Ye Fan thought of Little Tingting, deeply worried she might die young.
Even now, though he had the Qilin Seed, it was not a mature divine medicine and could not resolve the crisis.
"Pure Yin Physique?" The Divine King was startled, his eyes shooting out two beams of divine radiance. "Who is she, and where is she?"
"She is your descendant, Divine King..." Ye Fan explained in detail.
The Jiang Family members showed strange expressions upon hearing this. Some elders spoke up, adding details about Little Tingting's background.
"Among my descendants, there is such a physique..." The Divine King nodded.
Suddenly, his body trembled, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, staining his spotless white robes in a shocking sight.
"Ancestral Divine King!"
Everyone cried out, their faces changing color. Though the Divine King had been reborn, they had always harbored hidden worries, feeling that his condition was very wrong.
They feared he was like the evening clouds—a moment of brilliance before returning to eternal darkness, sinking into silence forever.
"I'm fine..." The Divine King wiped the blood from his lips.
Suddenly, he let out a cold snort, his eyes shooting out two dazzling divine beams. He reached out a great hand, grasping into the void, and pulled out seven or eight figures. With a wave of his hand, they all turned to ashes.
"Who dares to spy on our clan's Divine King?" Everyone rushed out of the hall.
"There's no one left." The Divine King waved his hand.
"Divine King, you..." The Jiang Family members were very tense. As long as the Peerless Divine King lived, he would intimidate the entire Eastern Wasteland. If he fell, the loss would be incalculable.
The Divine King said nothing more. He walked out of the hall, looked into the distant sky, and said, "I need to leave for a few days to visit some old places."
Hearing this, everyone grew even more worried. Visiting old places—was he fulfilling his final wishes? Many had an ominous premonition.
"Divine King, I have a Qilin Seed..." Ye Fan spoke up. He did not want the Divine King to fall and hoped to use the divine medicine to preserve his life.
The Divine King shook his head and walked away step by step, his figure somewhat lonely and desolate.
Many wanted to chase after him, but they found that with each step, he vanished, flickering in and out of existence, appearing at the horizon in an instant—impossible to catch up.
Many saw the Divine King leaving the Divine City with Caiyun the Immortal Maiden in his arms, his figure utterly forlorn as they faded into the vast sea of clouds.
After the Divine King left, the Ninth Great Bandit Jiang Yi pressed for details about Little Tingting.
"She is the descendant of my elder brother Jiang Zhe..." He was extremely agitated, then grabbed several Jiang Family disciples, directly probing their sea of consciousness to learn everything.
He immediately flew into a rage. "An orphaned grandmother and granddaughter—the only two bloodlines of my brother—and you dared to treat them like this?!"
Jiang Yi was furious. He strode up to the Saint Lord's faction of the Jiang Family, pointed at their noses, and cursed, spittle flying onto their faces.
"Tingting is a hundred times more precious than your descendants! If anything happens to her, I'll kill every one of your children—one by one, two by two!" He was truly enraged.
"And Jiang Haisheng is the only son of my brother Jiang Zhe. I am his own uncle! Bring him back to the Jiang Family immediately! Even if he's a mortal, you will raise him with spiritual medicines. If he doesn't live to a thousand years old, I'll slaughter all your sons!"
The Jiang Haisheng Jiang Yi referred to was naturally Old Uncle Jiang. He had been searching for them for years without finding any trace.
Many Jiang Family members turned green in the face. Making a mortal live a thousand years—was that trying to defy heaven? How many could achieve that?
"Soon, I will go see them. If they are unhappy, I will take them away and, by the way, annihilate your unfilial descendants!"
The Ninth Great Bandit meant what he said; otherwise, he wouldn't have rebelled against the Jiang Family in the first place. Now, holding the Ancient Devouring Demon Jar, he cursed some of the Jiang Family elders bloody.
"With me here, you can rest assured," Jiang Yun stepped in to stop Jiang Yi.
Jiang Yi showed him no disrespect. After scanning the crowd, he grabbed Jiang Yichen from among them and slapped him four times across the face. "Kid, you'd better behave! If you dare bully Tingting or disrespect Haisheng again, I'll pull out your tendons and break your bones!"
Jiang Yichen's face turned pale, but he dared not utter a single word. He knew well the temperament of this ancestor. There were too many legends about the Ninth Great Bandit. If he talked back, his life would be forfeit, even if his grandfather was a Great Power.
Everyone present understood that from now on, Little Tingting would undoubtedly be one of the most precious little princesses of the Jiang Family. Not to mention the Divine King's attitude, even this grand-uncle was not someone to be trifled with.
Ye Fan left. That night, many people invited him to celebrate.
With the Divine King's support, no one dared to target him or provoke him. Pang Bo only sent him a single secret voice transmission and did not appear, keeping more cards hidden for safety.
Two days later, Tu Fei and the Big Black Dog crossed the void and arrived in the Divine City. Ye Fan personally went to welcome them.
The Big Black Dog was never one to cause less trouble. After entering the city, it greeted everyone it met, especially the disciples of the Holy Lands, with overwhelming enthusiasm.
"Woof! Long time no see—I've missed you so much!"
"Who wants your missing?!" The Holy Land disciples all had sour faces. This vicious dog had left a shadow over many.
"Woof! I remember you—we once had a romantic encounter."
"Who had anything like that with you?!" Some female disciples were furious.
"Woof! Have you forgotten? That snowy night, with the cold wind blowing, we fought on the ice plain."
"You vicious dog, how is that a romantic encounter?!"
As the Big Black Dog made its way through the city, it kept greeting people warmly, as if there was no one it didn't know.
"Woof! I know you too—unforgettable that night!"
"Dead dog! Who had a night with you?! What are you babbling about?!" Another group was so angry they trembled all over.
Soon, the Big Black Dog spotted new targets and shouted, "Woof! You few, don't run! I remember you—you're my human pets."
"Kill this vicious dog!" Many people surrounded it.
"Woof! What do you want? I lost my human pets and want to find them. Are you going to stop me?"
"Damn it, behave yourself!" Even Tu Fei couldn't stand it. They hadn't been in the city long, and they were already becoming public enemies.
"What's this? You need to learn from Emperor Wu Shi—be an enemy to the world, fight all the way to the Sage realm, and then into the Great Emperor realm!" The Big Black Dog argued with conviction.
"Calm down!" Ye Fan wanted to kick it.
"Fine." The Big Black Dog finally settled down a bit, no longer greeting everyone, but it fixed its eyes on Li Heishui beside Ye Fan. "You're really dark!"
"I @#¥%#... This dog is too annoying! How am I dark?!" Li Heishui wanted to beat it up.
Over the past two days, cultivators in the Divine City had been buzzing with discussion. The Primordial Sacred Body was about to enter the Four Extremes Secret Realm, drawing countless people's attention.
Everyone was waiting, quietly anticipating that moment. This matter had enormous implications, for it concerned the curse on the Sacred Body lineage since the Primordial Era. If successful, it would cause tremendous waves.
Perhaps it also meant that this world was beginning to change again!
In this current world, the younger generation had already seen the Divine Body emerge, the Innate Dao Fetus appear, and rumors of the Heavenly Demon Body... Could it be that all the ancient king-level physiques were about to emerge?
If so, an era of shining stars and kings rising together was approaching. If the Sacred Body, dormant for over a hundred thousand years, could be cultivated to Great Accomplishment, what kind of situation would arise?
Everyone, upon thinking of this, couldn't help but feel their hearts surge. Under the boundless, brilliant starry sky, with kings emerging together, had the great era of peerless rivalry arrived?
Without a doubt, if this came true, it would be a glorious age of geniuses rising and prodigies contending, composing a magnificent legend.
Who would defeat the kings and fight all the way to the Great Emperor realm? No one could conclude. In a grand era of kings rising together, anything was possible.
Kings rising together, ten thousand teachings contending—perhaps the prosperous age was truly coming. This also meant endless wars and great upheaval!