Chapter 639: Immortal Transformation Pool
In the ancient times, several "Emperors" could pluck stars and seize the moon, their methods extraordinary and unimaginable, all of them beings that defied heaven.
Now, people deduced a trace of the old Battle Saint Emperor's combat power from the monkey's strength. It must be remembered that the monkey had been sealed for a million years and had only cultivated for twenty years.
How terrifying must the Battle Saint Emperor, who had lived for endless ages, have been? He could probably reach the highest heavens, descend into the deepest underworld, refine stars, and breathe in the sun—nothing was impossible.
The monkey was fighting with true fire, stubbornly refusing to retreat. He swung his Black Iron Staff in a great battle against Wang Teng, his strength enough to shatter the sky. His fiery golden eyes blazed, and his entire body of golden fur shimmered with luster.
Ye Fan had no choice either. The monkey's temperament was such that more words were useless; he definitely couldn't be pulled away. The Black Iron Staff wouldn't stop until the enemy was beaten into meat paste.
It must be said that Wang Teng was truly too powerful. With a single Heavenly Emperor Sword, he firmly blocked the Black Iron Staff, unleashing various fundamental laws in both offense and defense, showing no signs of defeat.
"Hum—"
His pupils were terrifying. Every blink caused heaven and earth to resonate together, as if the Dao scriptures were sounding.
When his eyes opened and closed, it was like a star domain—unfathomably deep, illusions perishing and being reborn. In an instant of passing, it felt like ten thousand ages and a million years.
This was the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye!
All movements, all techniques, all secret arts held no secrets before his eyes. He could see straight through to their essence. Even the fastest actions appeared as slow as a snail in his vision.
Even sect leaders didn't possess Heavenly Eyes, yet he had cultivated them. This was a manifestation of attaining the Dao on the path of cultivation, a qualitative leap.
Some people, even after becoming sages, could not achieve Heavenly Eyes. This was an extremely rare physical sublimation; few in the world could possess them.
When Wang Teng's eyes opened and closed, an extremely terrifying power flowed out, like a great millstone that could grind people to pieces. The beams of the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye could destroy all things.
"Clang," "Clang"...
The monkey's Black Iron Staff swung, striking these beams, sending sparks flying. Each strike was as heavy as billions of jun, like the collision of cosmic stars.
In the distance, the crowd was horrified. The Martial Dao Heavenly Eye was so terrifying, its force so astonishing, that it could rival the monkey's innate divine strength.
"Not only can it see the essence of all things, slowing all speed in its sight, but it also has such terrifying offensive power—who can withstand it?"
Everyone's heart raced. The Sacred Lords of the Eastern Wasteland, the Imperial Lords of the Central Province, the Divine Monks of the Western Desert, and the Demon Lords of the Southern Ridge all changed expression, filled with dread.
Among the younger generation, Ji Haoyue, the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi, the princes and princesses of various divine dynasties, and the demon maidens of the Southern Ridge all drew in cold breaths.
"Hum—"
The void trembled like a scroll painting. From Wang Teng's eyes, nine ancient characters shot forth, imprinting themselves in the air. The light of the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye was terrifying, emitting a dreadful aura.
It was as if it wanted to grind away this world. Those eyes flickered uncertainly, like a star domain being born and destroyed. The nine ancient characters rotated, carrying the aura of the creation of the world.
The light from his pupils shot out, sending the Black Iron Staff flying high, almost piercing through the clouds. Any other weapon would have been reduced to powder, capable of destroying all things, but this was a fierce weapon that had birthed a deity.
A terrifying force, an unparalleled law of grinding the world—these were nine characters left by an ancient Great Emperor, possessing unimaginable fundamental power.
The Black Iron Staff in the monkey's hand almost flew away. He let out a great roar, his golden fur standing on end, and only then stabilized himself, nearly suffering a great loss.
"Swish—"
Two sharp beams of light shot from his eyes. The monkey's golden pupils were also terrifying. He too possessed Heavenly Eyes, innate to him, a heritage from the old Battle Saint Emperor.
"Clang, clang..."
The Heavenly Eyes clashed, their beams like swords and blades, colliding together, splashing light, tearing heaven and earth apart. This was extremely frightening, and it was only the power of two pairs of pupils.
"Nine ancient characters, such wonderful uses..." Ye Fan rubbed his chin, pondering seriously. Could he also refine the nine characters he had mastered into his eyes?
Unfortunately, he had only obtained a single volume of the Dao Scripture, which did not explain how to use the Great Emperor's characters. Once refined into the eyes, heaven knew what would happen.
Moreover, it wasn't necessarily refining them into the eyes; perhaps other parts of the body. Without a complete ancient scripture, he always felt something was missing, unable to connect everything.
The monkey unleashed his power, launching a fierce attack, forcing the Northern Emperor back. The Battle Saint Emperor's offspring not only had strength but also various imperial-level secret arts. The battle grew increasingly intense.
"Chaos Ancient Great Emperor's Sacred Art!"
The crowd was shocked. The more they watched, the more Wang Teng's secret arts resembled the Chaos Ancient Scripture recorded in ancient texts, their divine might unparalleled.
In a sense, this was a decisive battle between the Chaos Ancient Great Emperor and the Battle Saint Emperor, fought through their inheritors.
The monkey fought more fiercely the longer the battle went on, his talent incomparable. But the Chaos Ancient Scripture was also extremely terrifying, displayed through Wang Teng, making it difficult to find an opponent.
Ye Fan sent another telepathic message. He felt the monkey wouldn't lose, but killing the Northern Emperor wouldn't be easy. It would be better to let him use the power of the Qinling Great Dragon to fight.
"No, I have to personally kill him." The monkey's temper flared. The more he fought, the braver he became, swinging his great staff like a black windmill.
Everyone was speechless. These two were too domineering, fighting over who would kill Wang Teng. He was the renowned Northern Emperor, with few who could match him. How had he become prey now?
"Stop fighting! We're going to miss the timing. The Qinling ancient great dragon has started moving!" someone exclaimed.
The Qinling ancient cave would move, as everyone knew. It would stay in one place for a while before shifting, never lingering long. This was also why no one had found it for thousands of years.
"That's right. The Sacred Body just stirred the great dragon's fundamental power, alarming the dragon cave. It has long since developed intelligence and is about to leave." A dragon vein geomancer revealed the truth.
"What? Rush over quickly! Don't miss the timing!" many shouted.
However, the monkey and Wang Teng stood in front, locked in battle, blocking everyone. There was no way through.
"Please stop fighting, you two, or you'll miss the ancient immortal treasure!" someone advised, truly hoping they would cease.
Ye Fan observed the terrain. His mind stirred. The great dragon was indeed moving. If they delayed any longer, they would truly miss the opportunity.
"Brother Monkey, stop fighting. Gaining either the Immortal Transformation Pool or the dragon cave could lead to attaining the Dao. Don't miss this chance."
Hearing this, the monkey slowed his attack, and Wang Teng also retreated, no longer wanting a life-or-death struggle. Entering the Immortal Transformation Pool or the dragon cave was the most important thing.
"Rumble..."
The dragon vein moved. The ancient cave at the mountain's root spewed out essence energy. A dragon's cry resounded through thirty-three layers of heaven, as if emerging from the primordial wilderness.
In that instant, many figures rushed forward. Numerous sect leaders and sacred lords all moved, not a single one delaying.
The Northern Emperor did not move. His eyes were cold and emotionless, fixed on Ye Fan's side. He stood on his golden ancient war chariot, looking down from above.
"I haven't arrived late, have I?" The Old Blind Man appeared. With a wave of his hand, he called Li Heishui and the others over. Glancing at Wang Teng, he said, "You haven't become an emperor yet. If you dare recklessly harm my juniors, I'll go to the Northern Plains and kill your clansmen."
Clearly, he had heard the Northern Emperor's earlier words. As a living fossil-level figure, he usually wouldn't say such things. But today, Wang Teng had threatened to kill Li Heishui, Wu Zhongtian, Liu Kou, and the others, which displeased him greatly.
How powerful were the Holy Lands of the Eastern Wasteland? No Great Power had ever dared to strike at the descendants of the Great Bandits, because everyone had their fears. If the Thirteen Great Bandits went all out, they could also kill their disciples.
On the other side, Red Dragon Daoist and Peacock King appeared, standing beside Yan Ruyu. With a wave, they called Pang Bo over.
The great demon Pang Bo held a special status among the demon clan, second only to Yan Ruyu, nominally as the inheritor of the Green Emperor.
Wang Teng's expression stiffened. The golden ancient war chariot beneath him blazed with intense light, ready to pierce through the void at any moment. No matter how powerful he was, facing several living fossils was hopeless.
One of them could wound him; two could annihilate his body and soul. Living fossils were unfathomable, their strength undeniable.
Wang Teng's pupils contracted. He didn't say a word. Ye Fan, the monkey, Red Dragon Daoist, and the others could all threaten him. He drove the golden ancient war chariot and charged deep into the immortal soil.
"Brother Monkey, don't go to the dragon cave. There's a terrifying creature there that no one here can handle." Ye Fan sent a telepathic message.
"No, I need the worldly immortal pill in the dragon cave. It's not in the Immortal Transformation Pool." The monkey leaped up and rushed toward the ancient cave.
"Brother Monkey, back in our homeland, I admired you the most. I never thought you'd really exist, both born from a stone." Pang Bo shouted.
The monkey was speechless. He scratched his head, not understanding what he was talking about. Hefting his Black Iron Staff, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Red Dragon Daoist, Peacock King, and the Old Blind Man nodded at Ye Fan before each moving separately, charging toward the dragon cave. Living fossils like them all sought the dreamlike dragon marrow to extend their lifespans.
Ye Fan gave them a few words of warning. They all nodded and vanished in an instant. Yan Ruyu followed as well, presumably carrying an Extreme Imperial Weapon to ensure their safety.
Most of the older generation rushed toward the ancient cave. The immortal treasures there were priceless to them—immortal divine pills and dreamlike immortal marrow, unseen in the mortal world, now with a clue.
Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Li Heishui, and their group headed for the Immortal Transformation Pool. Ji Haoyue had already reunited with his family, but Ji Ziyue, like a little tail, slipped away with Ye Fan, avoiding the clan elders.
The Immortal Transformation Pool sat atop a giant mountain. There, flowing light and colorful clouds, mist rising in all directions, was incredibly dreamlike. The water was like jade, and spiritual energy surged down, submerging the mountain itself.
As they approached, no one could fly. All were blocked by a mysterious force, forced to ascend on foot.
Even the sect leaders were no exception. They could only climb step by step. The winding mountain path was crowded with people, all of them experts.
As Ye Fan walked along the mountain path, he saw many old acquaintances. The Holy Maiden of Yao Chi smiled radiantly, causing all flowers to pale, and joined their group.
"Brother Ye, long time no see. I'm here." A barbarian wearing animal skins with bronze-colored skin strode over, a Wolf Fang Great Club in hand. It was Dongfang Ye.
"Wild man." Pang Bo laughed and punched him. They naturally knew each other. Dongfang Ye was famous in the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion, once nearly beating Wang Chong to death with his great club.
This time, the third beauty of the Central Province, Princess Yudie, wasn't present. Otherwise, the trio that had once robbed Duan De would have been complete. They all laughed.
"I saw that fatty just now. He's probably coming up too," Dongfang Ye said.
"Quickly hide the Nine Divine Weapons. That fatty is no good," Ye Fan warned Pang Bo.
"Don't worry. The Nine Divine Weapons have been refined and merged with my Demon Emperor Nine Slashes. Even if he sees them, he can't do anything," Pang Bo said.
"No need to fear him." Ji Ziyue's big, black gem-like eyes rolled around as she searched for Duan De. Puffing up her cheeks, she said, "If he dares to show up, our clan's Sacred Lord won't let him off. He's too wicked!"
Before leaving the Eastern Wasteland, Duan De had visited the Ji Family cemetery, eventually managing to rob a Divine King's great tomb. This enraged the Ji Family elders, who chased him for hundreds of thousands of miles, but he still escaped.
"This damn fatty really has no one's goodwill," Ye Fan said with a laugh.
"Why are there so many sect leader-level figures here?" Li Heishui felt uneasy. These were Great Powers, their strength unfathomable. It would be hard for them to compete.
Not all the older generation had rushed to the ancient dragon cave. Many had come to the Immortal Transformation Pool, all of them major figures dominating their regions.
"This time, the Divine Calculator deduced it. It's very different from before, so many people came," the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi said, radiant and beautiful.
"This Divine Calculator is truly extraordinary." Ye Fan had heard of him more than once and had always wanted to capture his outstanding disciple.
"He's indeed very mysterious. Few know his origins," the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi said, her smile captivating.
"Sister of Yao Chi, you're so beautiful. You're as pretty as me now," Ji Ziyue said, a bit mischievous and self-absorbed, her big eyes curving into crescent moons.
"So narcissistic," Ye Fan said, tapping her smooth, jade-like forehead.
"It's called confidence, okay?!" Ji Ziyue slapped his hand away, grinding her sparkling little tiger teeth, and gave him a big, white-eyed glare.
The group was relaxed, unhurriedly reaching the mountaintop. Along the way, no one dared to oppose them.
In this place, Ye Fan could stir the Qinling dragon source. He had just dared to try killing the Northern Emperor. Even the older generation avoided him, not wanting to provoke him.
At this moment, Ye Fan carried the aura of a Sacred Body in its early stages. Wherever he passed, no one dared to block him.
"Unscrupulous... motherf***ing Heavenly Venerable!" In the distance, a fat Daoist appeared on the mountain, staring at Ye Fan and the barbarian from afar.
Duan De wanted to vomit blood. Last time, he had been stripped clean, even his treasured shoes and socks worn by the barbarian on his own feet.
The worst part was that he had later cooperated with them. It wasn't until Ye Fan used the Nine Divine Weapons that he suddenly realized which bastards had robbed him.
"Daoist, I'm not done with you!" Duan De gritted his back teeth.
Finally, Ye Fan and his group neared the Immortal Transformation Pool. The water flowed with radiant light, mist rising, a scene of splendor.
"Old brother, you're here too." In this place, Ye Fan saw the sick old man and stepped forward to pay his respects.
Pang Bo and the others also didn't dare to be negligent. They all stepped forward to greet him. They had heard from Ye Fan that this was likely an extraordinary person.
"This isn't right. There's life in the immortal pool. Has another being like the Green Emperor been born?" some of the older generation exclaimed in surprise.
From ancient times to the present, this lake held countless secrets. Precious materials like the Green Copper Block were numerous. The Green Emperor had even been born rooted on it.
Legend had it that in ancient times, fragments of imperial weapons had sunk here. It was hard to imagine how many divine objects had accumulated by now.
Since ancient times, no one had successfully entered. This time was special, deduced by someone, and heroes gathered from all sides.