Chapter 467: Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow Shoots the Prodigy
The Human King Seal, once unleashed, shattered ancient pagodas, great bells, precious tripods, and other magical artifacts without any suspense. Those people flew far away, yet still could not escape the calamity of their physical forms crumbling.
This ancient inheritance possessed power beyond imagination, so formidable that even Ye Fan himself was astonished. His heart trembled, yet he was also immensely joyful.
The Mountain-Embracing Seal, the Human King Seal, and the Heaven-Overturning Seal—only one seal had been used so far. One could only imagine the power when all three seals interacted and were combined!
"Swoosh," "Swoosh"...
Some people finally managed to break out of the great formation and escape. Ye Fan did not activate the Stride Art to pursue them but instead retrieved the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow.
This bow was entirely emerald green, engraved with many runes, and had an ancient style. It was clear at a glance that it had existed for a long time. It could kill Saint Lord-rank figures, and its value was immeasurable.
He held the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow and pulled the bowstring, finally understanding why those people had to exert their strength together to activate it. It required immense force to move, but this was not a problem for Ye Fan. Few could match him in sacred strength.
"Hum—"
With a soft tremor, the bowstring was drawn. The world around them stirred up sand and stones, wind and thunder roared, and various rays of light swirled as endless essence frantically gathered.
He drew the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow into a full moon shape. A light arrow formed on the bowstring. When he released his hand, a divine light shot out, instantly disappearing into the clouds.
"Ah..."
A scream rang out. That person, along with the cloud he was in, scattered and vanished into the world, leaving not even a trace of blood mist.
Ye Fan drew the bow a second time. The light arrow flew out, disappearing into the distance. With a "bang," a mountain peak exploded. Another person cried out, his form and spirit annihilated, leaving only dust and smoke in the air.
The power of this bow was extremely terrifying and formidable. Even Ye Fan was shocked. If a skilled person had held it and shot at him earlier, he would likely have been in grave danger.
He fired five arrows in succession. Five divine lights streaked across the sky. Five great experts fell one after another. Not a single one could escape. All stained the sky with blood and perished here.
Ye Fan caressed the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow. It was a powerful treasure, and he couldn't bear to put it down. For close combat, his physical body was unmatched; for long-range attacks, having such a weapon was a perfect match for him.
"Thank you, brother, for saving my life." Ji Haoyue was covered in blood, even his hair matted into strands by the gore. He looked like a severely wounded divine tiger, his residual might still present.
Ye Fan glanced at him and nodded without saying much. In the past, when he had been at odds with the Ji Family, he had even considered having a life-or-death battle with the Divine King Physique.
He swept his gaze over the mountain terrain. There were more than one or two corpses of Dragon Transformation Eighth Transformation experts. This deeply shocked him!
Ji Haoyue, disheveled and battered as he was, had still displayed great divine power, slaying so many formidable enemies. If this spread, it would surely shake the Five Domains.
"The inheritances left by the ancient Great Emperors are truly terrifying..." Ye Fan sighed inwardly. Ji Haoyue must possess unknown, world-shaking sacred techniques. Legends said the ancient emperor scriptures had secret chapters, which only a few direct descendants could cultivate.
The Void Scripture—its secret chapters and sacred techniques were unknown to anyone. They were imprinted by the ancient emperor with divine thoughts. All who had witnessed them had died. To this day, aside from a very few, almost no one knew how terrifying they were.
"May I ask for your esteemed name, brother?" Ji Haoyue spoke, his face calm, his gaze as still as water.
Ye Fan glanced at him, feeling that the other might have guessed something. His fingers itched, and he was tempted to pretend not to know and give the Divine King Physique a beating.
"Don't rush to ask my name and thank me. Actually, right now, I really want to slap you a few times."
"Hey, hey, hey, why do you want to slap my brother?" Ji Ziyue protested, squinting at him with her crescent-moon eyes, wrinkling her delicate nose, and muttering, "I definitely know you."
Then she chuckled lightly, two cute dimples appearing on her jade-like cheeks. "Thank you for saving us."
She wiped the tears from her face and stared at Ye Fan without stopping. Her large eyes held divine radiance, black and white distinct, like gems, full of wit and cunning.
"Do I have flowers on my face?" Ye Fan asked.
"I'm thinking about how to thank you." Ji Ziyue smiled sweetly, her little tiger teeth flashing with crystalline luster. She wrinkled her nose and said, "You look a lot like an old acquaintance of mine."
Ye Fan knew she had probably really seen through something. The hint of slyness in her eyes was undeniable, but he didn't want to expose it.
"Don't you want to know what he's like?" Ji Ziyue laughed.
"Oh, what's he like?"
"That guy—cheats and swindles, commits every evil, kidnaps children, lets his dog run wild and commit atrocities, can kill... he's as bad as can be, often struck by lightning from the heavens." Ji Ziyue blinked her big eyes, counting on her slender fingers as she listed seriously.
Ye Fan's forehead was covered in black lines. He flicked her on the head, turned around, and walked away, saying, "You two should get out soon."
"Hey, hey, hey, stop right there!" Ji Ziyue cried out in pain, rubbing her smooth, jade-like forehead, grinding her little tiger teeth, and running up to block his path.
"Do you really want me to beat up your brother?" Ye Fan laughed.
"You wouldn't dare." Ji Ziyue's hair danced in the wind, her skin like snow, her eyes sparkling. She wrinkled her nose, thought for a moment, and then muttered, "You're our lifesaver. How can you just leave like this?"
"Oh, want to repay me? Just give me an ancient scripture, and I'll be satisfied." Ye Fan smiled, then walked forward again.
"Why do you always want to leave? How about this: you join our Ji Family as a disciple, and I'll teach you the Void Scripture."
On the other side, Ji Haoyue's forehead began to sprout black lines. He strode over and glanced at his sister.
"Hey, hey, hey, I really want to give you an ancient scripture. Don't not believe me." Ji Ziyue chased after him again, her big eyes full of smiles, speaking very seriously.
"If you teach me the ancient scripture, your brother will definitely be the first to attack and have a life-or-death battle with me." Ye Fan glanced at Ji Haoyue.
"Don't you dare mock my brother like that." Ji Ziyue was displeased. Her lively, big eyes looked deep into the Immortal Mansion World, and then she lowered her voice, saying, "I'll tell you the truth. In this world, there really might be an ancient scripture left by an ancient Great Emperor."
Ye Fan's heart stirred. Although the Ji Family was far away in the Eastern Wasteland, they had once produced a Great Emperor. How many had there been from ancient times to the present? They must know some secrets.
This place was an Immortal Mansion World, where tens of thousands of people were fighting on the ancient battlefield. The four-character mystery of "Immortal Emperor" had already indicated its extreme extraordinariness.
Perhaps they really did know some hidden secrets. It was possible that Emperor Void himself had once entered this place, since there were rumors linking it to the Immortal Domain.
"So, are you tempted?" Ji Ziyue's smile was very charming, her bright eyes sparkling and full of radiance.
Ye Fan couldn't help stroking his chin and thinking seriously. Suddenly, he realized this habit was really inappropriate and quickly put his hand down, only to find Ji Ziyue blinking her long eyelashes and smiling at him.
"Benefactor, may I ask your esteemed name?" The Little Moon of the Ji Family asked playfully.
Beside them, Ji Haoyue stood calmly, guarding his sister with a hint of doting. When he looked at Ye Fan, he couldn't help but furrow his sword-like brows slightly.
"Ye Zhe Tian!" Ye Fan uttered these three words.
"Ah, you're the one who ate so many of other people's spirit beasts!" Ji Ziyue's mouth formed an "O" shape, as if she hadn't expected it at all, but then she immediately chuckled again.
Ji Haoyue was also stunned, his expression strange. Outside the Immortal Mountain, there was an extreme lord, bold as could be, who had not only defeated several disciples of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion but also eaten their spirit beasts. His infamous reputation had already spread; it was impossible not to know.
Ji Ziyue laughed endlessly, then asked, "You captured Qi Chili. Where is she now? How is she?"
"I haven't killed her yet. I'm keeping her to pour tea and fetch water." Ye Fan replied.
Ji Haoyue suddenly spoke, "You should release her as soon as possible. Last time, the prodigy from the Southern Ridge was in seclusion and didn't come out. Otherwise, you would have been in big trouble."
"That's right. That group from the Southern Ridge is really powerful, especially a few of them. Even my brother is wary of them." Ji Ziyue said this news with concern.
Ye Fan was shocked. Only today did he truly understand the strength of the Ji Family's Divine King Physique. He had torn apart several Dragon Transformation Eighth Transformation experts, fully displaying the posture of the Eastern Wasteland Divine King.
Were the people from the Southern Ridge also this terrifying? He had to take this seriously. The heroes from the Five Great Domains were gathered here; there were bound to be unimaginable figures.
"You're always causing trouble..." Ji Ziyue muttered. When her brother wasn't looking, she rolled her eyes at Ye Fan and then whispered, "I'll teach you a life-saving secret technique."
"Ziyue, we should go out now. Today's matter is no small thing; the family head needs to know." At this moment, Ji Haoyue spoke. Then he turned to Ye Fan and said, "For saving our lives, I will surely repay you handsomely in the future!"
"Come out with us first. It's too dangerous here. It's easy for you to fall into a dangerous situation alone. Wait until we invite some experts and come back together." Ji Ziyue blinked her big eyes at Ye Fan.
"It's fine. I'll be careful." Ye Fan didn't want to leave. He just earnestly asked which ancient scripture might appear here.
"It's very likely the Grand Emperor Scripture, or the Void Scripture, or the Demon Emperor Scripture... It's impossible to be sure." Ji Haoyue said solemnly.
"Why?" Ye Fan was surprised.
"Legend has it that this place is connected to the Immortal Domain. Some Great Emperors have entered here and might have left something behind." Ji Ziyue replied.
According to them, the few ancient inheritances that had produced Great Emperors would definitely send people here to search and confirm certain things. What exactly those things were, they didn't say.
Based on some clues, there must be an ancient scripture deep within the Immortal Ancient World, along with major, unknown secrets. Otherwise, the ancient Great Emperors would not have appeared here.
"As early as the Primeval Era, the Immortal Emperor might have come here..." Ye Fan pondered incessantly.
The Ji Family siblings left. Ji Ziyue stated that they would definitely come back in soon and told Ye Fan to be careful.
Within this barbaric ancient world, danger and opportunity coexisted. Many people came to seek immortal fortune. Every day, spiritual treasures appeared, and experts fell. The atmosphere was tense.
Ye Fan had been inside for several days but had not gone to the deepest parts because even Great Powers had already fallen in this region.
Two days later, he finally made another discovery. On a mountain peak, there was an ancient stele engraved with some techniques. Although they were somewhat profound, they were not what Ye Fan most wanted.
At this moment, he most hoped to find the enlightenment traces of a top-tier expert to seek an opportunity to break through his major bottleneck.
Ye Fan spent most of the day comprehending and gained some insights. He was about to leave when a man landed on the mountain peak. He was not particularly imposing, but he was quite extraordinary, exuding a strong self-confidence.
This man was of medium build, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with disheveled black hair, dark skin, and sharp, lightning-like eyes. He stood with his hands behind his back before the ancient stele, extremely arrogant and domineering.
"Leave immediately. I am going into seclusion here."
He said flatly, without any killing intent, but his tone brooked no argument, as if life and death were his to decide, everything under his control.
Ye Fan frowned, glanced at this person, said nothing, but stopped in his tracks and did not leave.
The man stood with his hands behind his back before the ancient stele, studying it seriously, and did not speak again. The two were at peace for a while.
After a moment, Ye Fan looked at him and decided not to make an issue of it. He had been about to leave anyway, and there was no need to start a battle over this.
He landed on a nearby mountain peak and continued searching for ancient sites. Soon, more people entered this mountain range, mostly young people.
"Yan Yunluan is here. Please go around." A cold voice rang out. It was the man Ye Fan had just seen, standing on the mountain peak with his hands behind his back, surveying the surroundings.
"What? Yan Yunluan is here. Let's leave quickly."
"Why is he here? Is he going into seclusion again? He often has sudden enlightenments."
"We can't afford to provoke him. He's a prodigy!"
Most of these young people were disciples of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion. They were all wary and retreated from the mountain range. Although they were of the same generation, they dared not clash with him.
Ye Fan was surprised. This person was truly domineering. Even the other Saint Son-level figures from the Five Domains were so wary of him. He must be extremely dangerous.
Soon, auspicious vapors swirled around the mountain peak. Yan Yunluan sat cross-legged on a green stone and indeed entered a meditative state. A hazy immortal mist enveloped the area.
Ye Fan glanced over, didn't look too long, silently contemplated his own Dao, and then turned and left.
Two days later, he arrived at a place with extraordinary atmosphere. Purple smoke rose from the cliffs, birds and beasts were unafraid of people, and he even found several spirit herbs over ten thousand years old that had not been eaten by animals.
At the same time, a dozen other people flew over and also discovered this place. They all landed, wanting to search for traces of predecessors, feeling that this might be the site of a cave dwelling.
"Yan Yunluan is here. Please leave!" At this moment, a cold voice came again. It was that prodigy again. He had also found this place.
"Just because you say leave, we have to leave?" Someone was indignant. This place was likely a treasure ground, and they didn't want to give it up.
"Don't say anymore. Let's go quickly. This person once entered the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion while undergoing his tribulation. His strength is terrifyingly high. Don't conflict with him." Someone beside him advised.
Soon, several people flew away, while a few others did not leave immediately.
"Didn't you hear what I said?" Yan Yunluan looked over, his voice cold, his tone brooking no argument.
The others hesitated. Ye Fan smiled faintly. He had let it slide the last time, but now they had met again, and the same pressure was being applied.
Without a word, he held the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow and directly drew the bowstring, forming a full moon shape. It emitted ten thousand rays of light. In an instant, the world lost its color, wind and thunder roared, and the mountains trembled.
"Swish!"
Ye Fan opened the precious bow and shot an arrow at the prodigy, showing no fear at all, shocking everyone around.
"Boom!"
Yan Yunluan soared into the air, dodging to the side, his eyes shooting out two cold beams of light. That arrow, like a bolt of lightning, directly shattered the mountain peak in front!
Ye Fan smiled calmly, unhurriedly pulling the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bowstring again, and shot an even more fierce light arrow!
"Who is this, daring to shoot at the heaven-defying prodigy of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion!?"