# Chapter 547: Together, Ascend to Immortality
An elder stepped forward, cold and ruthless, pronouncing Ye Fan's fate—he was to be executed immediately.
"Old geezer, what are you so cocky about? Don't you see this Emperor is here? Why aren't you crawling over to pay your respects!" Black Emperor said with great swagger, his four paws planted on the ground as he stuck out his bright red tongue and scolded.
As a Supreme Elder of a Holy Land, he was incomparably noble. Who would dare speak to him like this? A dog ridiculing him like this made him furious. He wanted to curse back, but his status and face forced him to swallow his anger.
"That mutt, this Emperor is talking to you. Do you hear me?" Big Black Dog squinted as he spoke. "Aren't you fond of passing judgment on others? I'll give you a slap too. Come over here and die!"
"I'll slaughter you!"
Even a clay figurine has some temper, let alone a man of such distinguished status. Who dared defy him? He immediately flared up.
"Damn it, hold on!" Big Black Dog stretched out a big paw, tilted his head without looking at the other party, and stopped him.
"Are we dueling one-on-one, or are we having a group fight?" Big Black Dog bared his teeth and asked, spewing vulgarities while putting on the airs of a transcendent expert.
"Isn't it just killing a dog? Why all the nonsense?"
"Nonsense your grandmother. Are we having a life-and-death duel, or are you old farts ganging up on this Emperor?" Big Black Dog's mouth was full of filth, making the man's heart ache with anger.
"Damn it, I'll kill you right now!" He finally couldn't take it anymore and cursed out loud.
"What kind of person is this? You've lived so many years and still speak rudely, without any cultivation." Big Black Dog said.
Everyone was dumbfounded. This dog had been cursing nonstop, yet now he was accusing others of lacking cultivation. What an absolute piece of work.
"Swoosh!"
This Supreme Elder could no longer endure. He felt steam rising from his head. With a single finger, a black light split the air, shooting toward Black Emperor's head.
"Truly lacking in character. You're ambushing me!" Big Black Dog shouted, opening his bloody maw. "This Emperor wants to fight you openly, fairly, and justly to the death!"
Everyone felt their teeth ache. This dog was just begging to be butchered. Some people wished they could set up a pot, boil him immediately, add some oil, salt, and vinegar, stir him up, and eat him.
"For the sake of fairness, let's go outside for a life-and-death battle. One-on-one. When this Emperor makes his move, it will become a classic battle for the ages!"
"This dog sure can drag things out. Elder Qi, go outside and butcher him quickly!" Many people couldn't take it anymore.
Big Black Dog shot out like a streak, faster than a rabbit, and fled directly.
"Damn it, that dog, stop right there!" Elder Qi's forehead was covered in black lines, furious beyond measure.
"Go to hell, you old bastard. Do you think this Emperor actually cares about you? Let's part ways here. See you in five hundred years!" Big Black Dog sprinted wildly, looking back to nag, "Hang in there, Little Ye. I'll come back to avenge you in five hundred years."
What an extreme dog! Everyone cursed.
Unfortunately, his joy turned to sorrow. With a "thump," he was knocked back. Unseen peerless experts had sealed all directions—not even a bird could fly through.
"Ow..."
Big Black Dog let out a miserable howl, wounded and flying at an angle. He took advantage of the momentum to get close to Liu Yiyi.
She had been tossed aside, ignored by everyone who thought her useless. Black Emperor successfully sneaked over and carried her on his back.
In the shadows, peerless experts lay hidden. A Great Power-level figure stepped forward.
"Damn it, this Emperor will fight you to the death!" Black Emperor roared in fury.
"Black Emperor, come here!" Ye Fan transmitted secretly.
Unfortunately, experts had separated them, preventing them from reuniting. Silently, several elders appeared, suppressing all directions. There were even Great Power-level figures!
"Quite the honor for me..." Ye Fan marveled. Even Great Powers had come.
"Dead dog, ah..." Elder Qi, who had charged forward, clutched his throat and let out a miserable scream. His headless corpse crashed to the ground. A rainbow light flashed by, cutting his head into a bloody mist.
"What was that?!" Everyone was shocked.
In Big Black Dog's claw was a black wooden box containing a one-inch-long small sword. It trembled, spitting sword light. That was what had flown out just now, beheading a Supreme Elder.
"Who would have thought that something from a corner would be so useful." Needless to say, this was something Big Black Dog had brought out from Ancient Emperor Mountain.
Several elders surrounded him, forming a standoff, not daring to approach.
On the snowy peak, ice pines stood sturdy, branches pointing to the sky. The cold wind howled, rolling up piles of snow, sending ice shards flying.
On the other side, figures flickered. Ye Fan was surrounded in the center, ignoring the situation with Big Black Dog. Everyone prepared to attack together and kill Ye Fan, not giving him a single chance to escape.
The Holy Maiden of Wanchu stood in the crowd, her face pale. One jade arm had been torn off. Her whole body was covered in cold sweat, her waist-length black hair stained with blood. She was on the verge of fainting.
"Is there not a single one of you who dares to duel me?" Ye Fan looked at the thirteen Holy Sons, a hint of mockery on his face.
Every Holy Son present changed color. Since childhood, who had ever spoken to them like this, with such contempt?
They were the favored sons of the Eastern Wasteland, always the center of attention, proud and honored. When had they ever been so belittled?
But at this moment, not a single one stepped forward. None of them had the confidence to suppress Ye Fan. Each had already tested him.
The thirteen Holy Sons were all helpless against Ye Fan. Some had been severely wounded, and one had died here. The precedent was set, the blood was evidence!
"Haha..." Ye Fan laughed loudly, quite arrogant. His disheveled hair flew, and his eyes flashed like lightning.
This kind of spirited, self-willed demeanor infuriated them, yet still, no one dared to clash with him.
The Sacred Body had grown to this point. Among the younger generation of the Eastern Wasteland, few could still contend with him. This was their helpless sorrow.
Aside from Holy Son Yao Guang, the Eastern Wasteland Divine King, Hua Yunfei, and a few others, who could still match him? They truly couldn't think of anyone.
Self-sealed cultivation? Go to hell. Who would believe that!
"Since that's the case, come at me together. I'll send all of you on your way!" Ye Fan looked down on all the heroes, completely unconcerned, ready to cut down everyone.
Seeing him like this, everyone felt uncertain. No one stepped forward, afraid he had a "killing pit," hesitating.
"Haha..." Ye Fan laughed, sweeping his gaze over the thirteen Holy Sons, glancing at the Supreme Elders and Half-Step Great Powers.
This laughter was especially grating. Everyone felt it carried contempt, and they were all furious. So many people surrounded him, and he still dared to act like this!
"I'll kill him!"
An elder at the sixth transformation of Dragon Transformation, from the Wanchu Holy Land, strode forward. People of this level had once hunted Ye Fan, as everyone knew.
"Boom!"
He held a bronze tower in his hand, pressing down like a mountain. Standing atop the tower, his momentum was vast, crushing the snowy peak, triggering a massive avalanche like a tsunami.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan soared into the air like a dragon, his entire being's essence boiling. The All Secret was triggered, increasing his combat power tenfold. One fist shattered the sky!
"Clang!"
A great sound rang out. The bronze tower, a secret treasure, absorbed Ye Fan inside. Everyone was overjoyed.
However, their smiles had not yet fully bloomed before they froze. The tower body was cracking. The mountain-sized ancient tower shattered.
Especially at the top—Ye Fan burst out, smashing the expert standing there into several pieces!
His golden fist, as if smashing into a pile of mud, charged forward unstoppably, breaking the elder into several sections. Bones and flesh splattered everywhere.
A Dragon Transformation sixth transformation expert, along with his magic treasure, was resolved by Ye Fan with one punch. There was no suspense. Everyone drew in cold air.
"Is he at the Great Circle of the Four Extremes?"
Previously, Ye Fan at the second heaven of the Four Extremes could fight experts at the fourth transformation of Dragon Transformation. From this, everyone knew he had definitely advanced again.
"No, he's at the third heaven of the Four Extremes, not yet at the Great Circle!" Someone saw the clue.
"But I feel like he's already at the Great Circle?" Someone held a different opinion.
They weren't afraid of Ye Fan's current combat power, but rather shocked by his cultivation speed. It had been less than a year. Had he advanced two heavens?
"If you're not convinced, come at me together. I'll cut you all down!" Ye Fan's confidence and arrogance infuriated everyone. A Half-Step Great Power stepped forward, ready to destroy him.
"Clang!"
Above Ye Fan's head, an ancient cauldron appeared, emitting a resonant sound like a morning bell or evening drum, shaking people's souls. Ten thousand strands of Mother Qi hung down, protecting him tightly.
At this moment, everyone's eyes burned with desire, all fixed on the Primordial Mother Qi Root. This was the sacred relic left by the ancient Heavenly Emperor!
"Courting death!" The Half-Step Great Power sneered with a hint of mockery, reaching out a large hand to grab forward, intending to take the cauldron directly.
"Ah..."
Suddenly, his large hand gushed blood, flesh and bone mangled as if crushed by a great mountain. Even his finger bones were shattered.
"You... what's in the cauldron?!" The Half-Step Great Power was terrified, stumbling backward. His hair stood on end, feeling as if a savage phoenix was lurking inside, capable of burning everything.
Naturally, it was the ancient saint. Even sealed in Divine Source, when Ye Fan got close, he felt his body about to collapse. For others' physical bodies, reaching into the cauldron would certainly cause self-injury.
Several Half-Step Great Powers pressed forward, ready to join forces to deal with Ye Fan and kill him.
"Ow woo..."
On the other side, Big Black Dog screamed in pain. The black wooden box in his claw was knocked away. He bit into the snow, nearly falling into a snowy valley. Liu Yiyi slipped off his back and landed on the ground.
"Swish"
The Holy Maiden of Wanchu rushed over, grabbed Yiyi, and laughed coldly, mercilessly and cruelly.
"Ye Fan, kneel before me immediately, beg for mercy like a dog!" She had lost an arm. Although it could regrow later, she was nearly insane right now.
"Kneel before you? You will never experience that in this life." Ye Fan sneered coldly.
"If you don't kneel, I'll make you watch her die right now!" The Holy Maiden of Wanchu's eyes flashed with cold light.
A bloodstain appeared on Liu Yiyi's slender neck. A silver knife was pressed there, and a trace of bright red blood seeped out. Her face carried a look of desolation, as if time had frozen.
Ye Fan's heart nearly stopped beating. He was incomparably furious. His knuckles turned white from clenching, and his black hair trembled without any wind.
"Kneel publicly and beg me..." The Holy Maiden of Wanchu laughed coldly repeatedly.
"Ye Fan, go..." Liu Yiyi spoke.
Ye Fan calmed down. He took the cauldron from above his head, shrinking it to the size of a fist, holding it in his palm. He looked at everyone and said, "Whoever first kills that bitch and rescues Yiyi, I'll throw this cauldron to them."
These people didn't know each other's identities, all having come in disguise. Upon hearing this, many were tempted. Killing intent spread out. Who wouldn't be tempted by the sacred relic of the ancient Heavenly Emperor?
"You..." The Holy Maiden of Wanchu was startled. She pushed Liu Yiyi forward. Big Black Dog charged up and caught her again.
"Talking is useless now. No need to discuss the cauldron's ownership. Kill him first!" A Great Power spoke and pressed forward. Everyone gathered around.
"Clang!"
Ye Fan threw the cauldron to the ground, immediately causing an uproar. Everyone hidden in the shadows came out, pressing close, afraid of falling behind.
"Let's see how you create a miracle!" A sinister voice sounded, filled with endless hatred.
"Killing the Sacred Body is right before our eyes!" Everyone shouted in unison. Killing intent filled the mountain range.
"Everyone, together, ascend to immortality. I'll send you all on your way!" Ye Fan laughed loudly.
He naturally had a trump card. Otherwise, he would never have come here to die, wouldn't have sacrificed his life in vain.
But it wasn't using the ancient saint. That was a double-edged sword. Once released, even he would die!
"Boom!" A ten-thousand-zhang sea of thunder descended from the sky, instantly drowning the area. This was an ocean of heavenly tribulation!
"Damn it, kid, you forgot about me and calculated me into this too! You're really something!" Big Black Dog howled, desperately protecting Yiyi.
Ye Fan had gone into seclusion not to break through, but to reach that critical point. He had been suppressing it all along. Today, coming here, he released it. He was crossing the tribulation here!