# Chapter 655: About to Enter Ancient Emperor Mountain
Wang Chong was full of confidence, looking as if he had Ye Fan completely under his control. Though young, he was extremely arrogant, pointing a finger at Ye Fan with a sinister gaze, saying, "Today, even if you had nine lives, it wouldn't be enough to save you!"
Behind him stood a row of old men, all vigorous and spirited, with divine light surging from their crowns. Every single one was a Supreme Elder above the first level of the Immortal Platform. The lineup was incredibly powerful.
"You're just a little brat. Why don't you stay home and drink your milk instead of running around causing trouble?" Ye Fan teased, quite unkindly.
"Go ahead and be smug for now. Soon you won't even be able to cry," Wang Chong said. Though no more than eleven or twelve years old, he clasped his hands behind his back, revealing a sinister smile that didn't match his age.
"Fine, I'm standing right here. Come on, hit your uncle," Ye Fan said, unmoved. He stood before the ancient city, scanning these people.
At this moment, many figures soared into the air within the city, densely packed, watching everything outside the city walls. They were all astonished—no one had expected Ye Fan to come like this.
"He's not running? I'll grant you that. Elders, kill him!" Wang Chong waved his hand coldly, his cruel gaze not at all like that of a child.
Behind him, eight experts at the first level of the Immortal Platform stepped forward, advancing slowly. Additionally, two ancient creatures closed in step by step, their expressions fierce and ferocious.
In this era, only the Northern Emperor had such style—subduing ancient creatures as servants and leaving them to guard his younger brother.
"Have you two forgotten the Holy Prince? You have no memory at all. Are you addicted to being Wang Teng's slaves?!" Ye Fan rebuked without mercy.
"The Holy Prince's status is noble, but he cannot control matters of our clan. The master has gone to meet our king; no one else can interfere!" spoke the creature, about three meters tall, covered in golden scales.
Ye Fan's heart stirred. The information he had received was indeed accurate. Was Wang Teng going to the Eastern Wasteland to enter the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, or to Purple Mountain where Emperor Wu Shi had passed away, or another ancient site?
What did the Northern Emperor want to do? Befriend the ancient royal clans? If conflict arose in the future, it would likely involve terrifying ancient kings—not a good thing!
"For the sake of the Holy Prince, I'll give you a way out. Get lost now, or none of you will live!" Ye Fan shouted.
"You're asking for death! You're just a human at the ninth transformation of the Dragon Transformation realm. Do you really think you're the Holy Prince? I can crush you with one palm." An ancient creature spoke menacingly, revealing a mouthful of snow-white, sharp teeth.
"If your royal clan had come, such words might be excusable. But a low-ranking one like you dares to speak rudely?" Ye Fan said calmly.
"They say the Sacred Body has an unmatched physical form, but in ancient times, I never heard of it. I did eat quite a few human experts though." This ancient creature strode forward, its white teeth exposed. "The taste of golden divine blood should be quite sweet. I hear that once it reaches minor success, it becomes a medicinal ingredient. Let me have a taste!"
This was a very powerful ancient creature, one foot already stepping into the Saint Lord realm. It was a Half-Step Great Power, almost capable of fighting a Great Power.
This was because ancient races had exceptionally strong bodies, far surpassing humans, nearly indestructible—a precious physique bestowed by heaven. Their clan was especially so.
"Weng"
It reached out a huge golden claw and struck down, as large as a cartwheel. The fierce wind hit their faces, making them ache, and sand and stones flew everywhere.
Ye Fan sneered in response. This ancient creature actually dared to compete with him in physical strength. It didn't believe in the human Sacred Body and wanted to crush him with one slap.
"Human Sacred Body, kneel before me!" This ancient creature was too confident, believing that aside from the Battle-Saint Ape lineage, their clan had the strongest physical form.
"Pa!"
Ye Fan stepped forward, his right hand striking like a huge golden millstone. Their hands met, producing a thunderous sound.
Then, the sound of bones cracking came. The ancient creature's right hand convulsed, nearly twisted. The cracking continued, bone fragments emerged, broken bones flew up, and blood flowed freely.
"Peng"
Ye Fan followed up with another slap. The ancient creature's soul nearly fled in terror. Trembling, it said, "How can a human's physical body be so powerful?!"
"Pu"
This time was more thorough. Ye Fan's great hand pressed down, tearing off one of its arms. Half its body was shattered, like a watermelon falling to the ground—a bloody mess, completely ruined.
The ancient creature screamed, flying sideways like a rotten wooden stake, crashing down hundreds of meters away. Half its body had been beaten away.
"Enough! Will you commit suicide, or wait for me to kill you?" Wang Teng's uncle, Wang Chengfeng, said in a deep voice.
"Actually, I was about to say the same to you. Will you end yourselves, or shall I see you off one by one?" Ye Fan said calmly.
Everyone tensed up, wondering why he was so confident. Facing two Great Powers and over a dozen Supreme Elders, he didn't flee but remained fearless—something was very wrong.
"I don't believe it! How can someone at the ninth transformation of the Dragon Transformation realm contend with us? Today, he must die!" A Half-Step Great Power stepped forward, ready to act.
"Be careful, or you might be instantly annihilated," Ye Fan said unhurriedly.
Everyone stopped in their tracks. Even the heroes watching from afar were astonished, wondering what backup plan he had.
"Ye, stop putting on an act! No matter what, you won't leave here alive today." Wang Chong shouted, "Uncle, make your move! Cripple him and leave him for me to deal with properly."
Wang Chengfeng nodded. He didn't approach further but moved his hands, inscribing the laws of heaven and earth, preparing to suppress Ye Fan. At that moment, sand and stones flew, winds rose and clouds surged, and the world lost its color.
Demonic figures descended from the sky, rushing toward Ye Fan—power woven from laws, flooding the area.
Ye Fan shouted softly, his hands also moving, forming one seal after another, constantly imprinting them into the void. Countless patterns appeared, mysterious and profound.
"Ye, why don't you come over and die? Nothing you do can change the outcome!" Wang Chong shouted arrogantly.
"Young man, if you don't end yourself, don't blame me for refining your soul later!" Wang Chengfeng said coldly. Then, with a shake of his hands, boundless magical power descended, vast and limitless.
Ye Fan snorted coldly, pressing down with his hands. Infinite characters appeared, covering him, hiding him within.
At the same time, a flash of light appeared in the void—a Divine Source block the size of a human head, densely covered with millions of runes, emitting an aura of world-destruction. A Phoenix about a foot long flew out.
This was the Source Spirit Array carved by Ouyang Ye, composed of four Divine Source blocks. One had been used before, with devastating power that could destroy everything within a hundred miles.
"Ye, you're truly ruthless!" Wang Chong's expression changed.
"So, is this enough to send all of you on your way?" Ye Fan smiled.
"Young man, you're still green. We were already prepared. Even if a deity came today, they couldn't stop me from killing you, you ignorant fool!" Wang Chengfeng's face darkened, murderous intent fully exposed.
"Hua la la"
He shook his hand, and an ancient scroll flew out, fixing itself in midair. The Divine Source block covered with Source Heaven patterns instantly calmed down. The foot-long Phoenix submerged into the runes and disappeared.
"In this world, Source Arts are not invincible. Martial sages long ago inscribed Source-Sealing Diagrams. Those Source characters are useless!" Wang Chengfeng sneered coldly.
"Oh? It seems you came well-prepared," Ye Fan said.
"My elder brother anticipated all of this. Since you inherited the Origin Heavenly Master's legacy, we had to be on guard." Wang Chong sneered again, then shouted, "Ye, if you kneel now, I'll torment you less. Otherwise, you'll wish you were dead."
"No need for that. I was just about to refine a furnace of precious pills. The Sacred Body is the best material—not a single inch of flesh should be wasted." Wang Chengfeng smiled lightly.
"Clang," "Clang," "Clang"...
Ye Fan flicked his fingers, and ancient characters appeared in the void, dancing as if alive, all turning into imprints. The Divine Source block instantly revived, and a Phoenix rushed out.
"What?! How is this possible?!" The Wang family members were greatly shocked.
"You underestimate the Origin Heavenly Master too much. What you can seal is merely a portion of the void. It might work against other Source Art aristocratic clans, but the Origin Heavenly Master's inheritor is not among them. We can shift heaven and change earth. Did you think one diagram could seal me?" Ye Fan sneered.
"Retreat!"
Wang Chengfeng grabbed his young nephew and was the first to flee backward, trying to escape this terrifying place.
But it was too late. Ye Fan activated the Divine Source block. Millions of runes burst forth, and a terrifying divine might erupted instantly.
In an instant, light filled heaven and earth, even drowning out the sun. It was as if countless stars had fallen, crashing into the earth.
"Ah..." A chorus of screams rang out. All the Wang family members were submerged within, not one escaping.
Inside Xiba City, everyone felt cold to their bones. This power was too terrifying, impossible to resist. Even a Saint Lord would be pierced through like a sieve by the divine light.
The ancient city walls, inscribed with Dao patterns, transformed into a glow of light, blocking the violent power from invading. Otherwise, there would have been a catastrophic impact.
In a single burst, the power was like an ocean, refining all living beings. Over a dozen Supreme Elders instantly turned into light, their forms and spirits annihilated.
When everything disappeared, only the two Great Powers and Wang Chong remained, their bodies tattered and nearly falling apart.
The two Great Powers survived through their strength. Wang Chong relied on various secret treasures, destroying all his divine artifacts before barely clinging to life.
"You..." Wang Chengfeng was so angry he kept spitting blood. Everything had been under control, yet at the last moment, they had been so grievously wounded.
The other Great Power staggered, trying to soar into the sky to escape, but "Peng"—Ye Fan slapped him down with one blow, crushing him into meat paste.
"With all your magical power gone, you still want to escape?" A cold smile hung at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth as he walked forward.
On the ground, silver scales flickered. One ancient creature had also survived, struggling to rise from the dust.
"Pu"
Ye Fan pointed a finger, piercing its forehead. Then his golden palm came down, reducing it to a pool of blood.
"Don't come near me!" Wang Chong's hair stood on end. The sudden turn of events filled him with despair.
"Weren't you going to crush me underfoot? Come here." Ye Fan beckoned to him.
"Ye Fan..." Wang Teng's uncle gritted his teeth, staggering to his feet. Then he let out a great roar, burning his life force to forcibly enhance his combat power.
"Peng"
Ye Fan activated his Dharma Form divine ability, instantly growing larger. He raised a huge golden foot and stomped down hard.
"Pu"
Wang Chengfeng spat blood, pinned to the ground by the giant foot, unable to struggle, his bones broken and tendons snapped.
"You wanted to refine me into pills? Today, I'll refine you first!"
Ye Fan ground his foot, like stepping on a stinking bug, crushing Wang Teng's uncle into the dirt. All his magical power was destroyed.
"My nephew Wang Teng will come to kill you!" Wang Chengfeng shouted in fury, constantly coughing blood.
"I'll wait for him!" Ye Fan ground down hard. The powerful expert split into pieces, finally dying a violent death.
"Uncle..." Wang Chong screamed, quickly retreating, leaping into the air.
Ye Fan shrank back to normal size, descending from the sky. He stepped down, "Peng," crushing him to the ground.
"At your age, you're already this vicious. You've provoked me repeatedly. If I don't kill you, heaven itself won't allow it." Ye Fan kicked out, and Wang Chong rolled away.
"Don't kill me!" Wang Chong shouted, his whole body trembling like a sieve. He fell to his knees, kowtowing repeatedly.
"Your brother is called the Northern Emperor, yet you kneel here. How embarrassing for him. You've disgraced him completely. I'll send you on your way." Ye Fan pointed out, and a flower of blood bloomed on Wang Chong's forehead. He screamed and fell backward.
This time, no unexpected incident occurred. All the life-saving treasures Wang Teng had given him were destroyed in the intense light earlier, worn away.
"Wang Teng's brother has been killed!"
"The Northern Emperor's own uncle has been slain by Ye Fan!"
The news spread like wings, flying in all directions, shaking the Central Province and alarming many major powers.
"This time, the Northern Emperor and the Sacred Body will be locked in an irreconcilable feud. This grudge is enormous!" Everyone immediately thought of the future consequences.
"These two will inevitably have a great decisive battle. Only one can survive!"
Far away in the Eastern Wasteland, in a place considered extremely dangerous and evil by humans, Divine Source blocks flickered in cave after cave, sealing many ancient creatures.
In a spacious ancient cave dwelling, the Northern Emperor sat opposite a young ancient royal clan member. The place was filled with ancient aura, everything mysterious.
"Peng"
Suddenly, Wang Teng stood up in shock. A jade pendant on his body shattered. He knew his brother was dead.
"What happened?" the young ancient royal clan member asked.
"Someone killed my brother." Wang Teng's fingers turned white from clenching, his expression terrifying. Divine light several meters long shot from his eyes, piercing the stone walls like sharp swords.
"Who is so bold? I'll send a few people to kill him. Even if he's a sect master, his head won't be safe." The young ancient royal clan member said casually.
"It's him. It must be him. The Sacred Body, Ye Fan. I will definitely kill you!" Wang Teng's voice was low but resolute, like a golden bell tolling.
"The human Sacred Body is not inferior to the Battle-Saint Ape clan's physique. Once someone like that achieves great success, even the ancient kings would be wary," the young ancient royal clan member said.
"No matter what physique, it's just the difference between the living and the dead. He's just a whetstone in my eyes. He won't live long!" Wang Teng's eyes were terrifying, but he quickly calmed down, without a trace of anger. "When will your ancestral king awaken? That's what's most crucial."
"Hard to say. Perhaps soon, perhaps still several years away." The young ancient royal clan member sipped a cup of wine. "Let's wait slowly."
Suddenly, the sound of tinkling jade came. A graceful figure entered the cave dwelling. Her blue hair reached her waist, her figure was stunningly beautiful, her skin like mutton-fat jade—extremely lovely.
"Brother, the ancestral king has awakened. He wants you to bring this human cultivator to meet him." This woman was breathtaking, no different from humans, without any ancient creature features.
"Oh, the ancestor has revived." The young ancient royal clan member's expression became serious. He no longer dared to be casual.
The Northern Emperor stood up abruptly, his gaze fixed on the deepest part of the ancient cave. There, it was dark and unfathomable. Faintly, an aura that made people tremble spread. Even someone as powerful as him felt his hair stand on end.
"Let's go." The young ancient royal clan member walked ahead.
"Excellent. I want to meet your ancestral king and enter Ancient Emperor Mountain, where Emperor Wu Shi passed away." Wang Teng said in a deep voice.