Chapter 662: Breaking the Yin Yang Divine City
The major powers had withdrawn. Having witnessed Ye Fan's divine bravery during his tribulation, many felt heavy-hearted. The Sacred Body had already grown to this level—could he still be killed?
At this moment, Duan De and Ye Fan were still bickering endlessly, neither giving an inch. They sat on a beautiful mountain peak, glaring at each other with beards bristling.
"Fatty Duan, don't push me. If you piss me off, once I'm in the Northern Domain, it's my turf. I'll use Source Arts to send you straight into the Primordial Ancient Mine!"
"You think I'm scared? If I'm not happy, I'll suppress you with the Devouring Demon Jar right now and toss you into the Southern Heavenly Gate inside the Divine Ruins, never to come out again!"
Duan De insisted stubbornly that Ye Fan owed him a hundred Source Heaven Divine Arrays and demanded that eight be carved immediately, or else he'd have to pay him back with several King-level Divine Weapons.
"Duan De, you snuck into my Ji Family cemetery and dug up the tomb of the ancient invincible Divine King—how do you settle that account?" A Ji Family Great Power descended, his face dark.
"Don't bother me. The Extraordinary Scholars Mansion forbids fighting. Besides, I didn't find a single hair in that tomb. I just got a load of bad luck and was chased for hundreds of thousands of miles." Duan De spoke with conviction.
"This is an insult to my Ji Family. You won't leave the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion alive. Show your face, and I'll take you in immediately!" The Great Power threatened.
"Duan De!" Wu Zhongtian shouted, descending from the sky with Li Heishui and the others beside him.
"Who are you? I don't know you!" Duan De's heart was uneasy.
"You dug up my family's ancestral tomb—this debt isn't settled!" Wu Zhongtian's expression was grim. Back then, his grandfather Wu Dao had chased Duan De for who knows how many thousands of miles, but he still got away.
"Let's talk this out nicely. No need to shout." Duan De shifted his butt, ready to run.
"Daoist Duan, what about that Heavenly Demon Lamp?" Yao Yuekong flew over, his expression also unfriendly. The ancient cemetery of the Heavenly Demon Palace in the Eastern Wasteland had also been dug up.
"I found that Divine Lamp. Besides, it was looted by those three bastards. Go settle accounts with them." Duan De wanted to slip away, but more and more people were coming to find him.
"Swish"
A figure materialized out of thin air. A heroic man blocked his path—it was Central Emperor Xiang Yufei, his expression calm, without any emotional fluctuation. "That Eternal Life Lock should be returned to me."
In the distance, everyone was dumbfounded. Duan De really would steal from anyone. The moment he showed up, a crowd of victims came knocking, even including the Central Emperor.
"That was a cenotaph. The real body was carried off nine thousand years ago. I did find a lock, but it was also looted. Don't ask me for it."
"Daoist Duan, you went in and out of the Demon Emperor's Yin Tomb nine times. What did you steal? Did you see the supreme Desolate Tower?" A flawless woman appeared—Yan Ruyu had come to find him.
"Don't pin that on me. I didn't even enter the main underground gate of the Yin Tomb, let alone the Desolate Tower. It has nothing to do with me!" Duan De was getting anxious.
He had jumped out in a moment of anger when he saw Ye Fan, but he hadn't expected so many creditors to appear in such a short time. His heart was uneasy.
"Daoist Duan, robbing tombs in the Eastern Wasteland is bad enough, but you came to the Central Province to wreak havoc. The Nine Divine Weapons had been buried for fifteen thousand years, and you dug them all up." The powerful young Feather Transformation King of the Central Province, Xu Zixuan, appeared.
"That Feather Transformation King has nothing to do with you. You're not related by blood. Don't pin all your dirty debts on me."
"Then those eighteen pearls should have something to do with us, right?" On the other side, a young King from the Central Province walked over with a very unfriendly expression.
Duan De's scalp went numb. He felt that this really wasn't the time to show up. Blocked by a group of victims, he had nothing to say.
Ye Fan snickered. "Brother Duan, you've done way too many shady things. Having one Devouring Demon Jar isn't enough for you? You go around robbing ancient tombs everywhere. That's really not right."
"To control an Imperial Weapon, you need to nurture its weapon spirit. No matter how many weapons I have, it's never enough."
"Duan De, you're so bad! You broke into my Ji Family cemetery and even tried to find Emperor Void's tomb!" Ji Ziyue accused.
Beside her, Divine King Physique Ji Haoyue looked hostile, his gaze sharp as he stared at Duan De.
"Damn it! I knew why so many people were coming after me—it's because of those two bastards!" Duan De spotted two people in the distance. One was Pang Bo, the other was the barbarian Dongfang Ye. They were busy recruiting people, spreading tales of the tomb robber's exploits.
"You two! One of you looted me, and the other is using my Nine Divine Weapons right now. Get the hell over here!" Fatty Duan shouted, then charged over. In a flash, he vanished without a trace, fleeing far away.
Pang Bo and the barbarian exchanged smiles. This was indeed their idea to solve Ye Fan's problem. Otherwise, Fatty Duan wouldn't be easy to get rid of.
"If you've got the guts, stay in the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion for the rest of your life. If you dare leave, I'll skin you alive!" A Ji Family Great Power said, then turned and left.
Ye Fan stayed in the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion for another half month. He entered their ancient scripture library and searched carefully, but found not a single trace of the nine Great Accomplishment Sacred Bodies from before the Primordial Era.
"I've been fooled!"
He wanted to find Vice Mansion Master Lin Daochen to ask for details, but was told he was in seclusion. He might be hiding in some corner again, possibly not moving for decades.
"Back in those ancient times, a few Sacred Bodies really did come, but they all left along the Stellar Ancient Path long ago," a Great Power said.
"Where does it lead?" Ye Fan pressed, but naturally got no answer. This was the highest secret of the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion.
A few days later, Ye Fan left, waving to the crowd. "Don't worry, we'll meet again soon. I need to settle some problems, and I'll be right back."
"Little Leaf, take care!" Ji Ziyue urged.
"Leaf, wait until I finish eating that coffin board and enter the Immortal Platform Secret Realm. I'll come find you immediately." Pang Bo was very determined, leaving everyone speechless.
"Now that a great war is about to break out in the Eastern Wasteland, the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion might send us there to train. Who knows, we might fight side by side!" Dongfang Ye said.
"When you see that dead dog, tell him to find Tu Fei quickly. He's been missing for years." Li Heishui and the others couldn't let it go. They also told Ye Fan that they might participate in the Eastern Wasteland war.
"Even if you really need to train, don't act rashly. This time might involve the Primeval Royal Clans. Even a Saint Lord would be useless there. Besides, I'm not leaving for the Eastern Wasteland!" Ye Fan warned.
Finally, the teleportation array activated. Ye Fan was about to disappear from his spot, crossing the void.
"Kid, have you made up your mind? Are you going to the Eastern Wasteland? I'll wait for you at Ancient Emperor Mountain. Let's fight together in the Eastern Wasteland, meet the Primeval Kings, and retrieve the Primordial Bell!" Duan De shouted from afar.
But Ye Fan couldn't hear him anymore. His figure faded and disappeared.
"Tomb robber, you dare show your face?!" A group of people shouted, ready to attack.
Duan De had no temper. He quickly made himself scarce, not daring to stay longer. But before leaving, he shouted, "Anyone want to go to the Eastern Wasteland to fight the Primeval Kings? Anyone want to dig up Emperor Wu Shi's tomb? Anyone want to catch the Immortal Phoenix Divine Medicine? Forming a group!"
After who knows how long, Ye Fan stepped out of the Domain Gate and arrived in the southern part of the Central Province. The land here was lush with vegetation, full of vitality, green everywhere.
He did not go to the Eastern Wasteland because he knew that Ancient Emperor Mountain was very hard to open. Back then, the Eastern Wasteland and the Central Province had used several Imperial Weapons and still failed. He didn't believe Northern Emperor Wang Teng had that much power.
"If the Primeval Kings awaken, they might actually be able to break it open. That's their Ancient Emperor Mountain. And there are also Ancient Kings in Purple Mountain. If they coordinate with the outside world..." Ye Fan thought of this possibility and felt uneasy.
Immortal Emperor, Ancient Emperor Order, a divine egg, the Beginningless Scripture, the Primordial Bell, the Immortal Phoenix Divine Medicine, Emperor Wu Shi's physical body... Many sacred items had appeared there. At the very least, many still remained.
"It's been a long time since I saw Black Emperor. I wonder how many people that dead dog has harmed. His greed hasn't diminished. I really don't know how he dealt with Northern Emperor Wang Teng."
Ye Fan's thoughts wandered, recalling various events from the Eastern Wasteland.
"I wonder how Little Nannan is doing. Has she grown a bit? What is the origin of that so-called Divine Infant?"
He felt that perhaps after handling matters here, he should return to the Eastern Wasteland for a visit. It had been a long time since he left.
The land stretched endlessly before him. Ahead stood an ancient city, radiating auspicious energy and countless colorful lights, incredibly sacred and peaceful.
This place was the sacred land of the Yin Yang Sect. Many major sects in the Central Province were like this—building cities to nurture Dragon Qi. After more than two hundred thousand years, it had become a divine land.
The majestic city walls stretched like a black steel Great Wall, endless and imposing, filled with a sense of power. The ancient city was towering, as if it could pierce the clouds.
"I, Ye Fan, have arrived!" Ye Fan strode forward, gazing at the Yin Yang Divine City from afar, a cold smile curling at his lips. "Every time, you come to provoke me. Today, I'm here to break your city!"
Of course, he wasn't going to attack the city head-on. The Yin Yang Sect was one of the most prominent major sects in the Central Province, with experts as numerous as clouds, strong as rain, dominating the Central Province. They also had a Yin Yang Ancient Mirror suppressing their foundation. No one dared to offend them.
If one Yin Yang Sect Leader died, there would definitely be a second, third, fourth...
For such a supreme major sect, losing an old Sect Leader meant nothing. Their foundation was solid. Unless someone brought a Human Clan Imperial Weapon, they couldn't shake it.
He had already seen the power of a damaged Saint Weapon. Killing a Saint Lord was as easy as crushing an ant. If that real Yin Yang Ancient Mirror were to appear, it would be absolutely unstoppable. In the past, the one who held this mirror was invincible under heaven.
"The Central Province is a land of outstanding people. Since ancient times, it has produced many ancestral roots, nurturing Dragon Qi and creating one sacred land after another. But that also gives me an opportunity!"
Ye Fan circled the Yin Yang Divine City for three days, measuring the mountains and rivers, preparing to draw on the Dragon Qi to fight against this ancient sect.
He racked his brains. In the four directions—east, south, west, and north—he each dug a shocking Dragon Lair. Then, densely packed, he carved countless runes, pushing his Source Arts to their ultimate limit.
"Kill Ye Fan, and receive a King-level Divine Weapon!"
"Execute Ye Fan, and receive five million catties of Source!"
"A sky-high bounty! Whoever kills the Sacred Body will receive a jar of shocking Dragon Marrow!"
Over the past half month, the Central Province had been in an uproar. The death of the old Yin Yang Sect Leader had caused a huge stir, shaking many major powers. The sect had issued a sky-high kill order.
And that was exactly why Ye Fan had come. The Yin Yang Sect was irreconcilable with him. There was no need for him to be polite.
"Whoever brings me the head of that brat Ye Fan, the Yin Yang Sect will grant them a page of an ancient Saint's enlightenment!"
"Whoever can kill the Sacred Body can come to the Yin Yang Sect and listen to the Heavenly Dao Sound for ten years!"
The Yin Yang Sect's voice shook the world. The conditions they offered made many people's eyes red. Naturally, those who weren't afraid of death began to move. Many powerful independent cultivators started searching for Ye Fan.
In these past few days, everyone in the Central Province had been hooked. Everyone's heart was stirred. The ancient Saint's enlightenment, the Yin Yang Saint Ancestor's Dao Enlightenment Sound—even many Saint Lords couldn't sit still.
These conditions were too generous. No one was unmoved. The Yin Yang Sect was determined to eliminate the Sacred Body, calling out to all experts in the Central Province!
This was a major earthquake. A storm was brewing. Experts from all sides came out, almost turning the Central Province upside down, all searching for Ye Fan.
Even many people, knowing full well that Ye Fan had left the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion, still barged in, trying to find clues to exchange for a great Dao fruit.
This was a huge commotion, sweeping across the Central Province. People hadn't expected the Yin Yang Sect to be so willing, to pay such a price, just to eliminate the Sacred Body.
"The Yin Yang Sect feels the pressure. They're afraid. They're worried that the Sacred Body will grow up!"
"That's right. Once Ye Fan passes the Saint Lord level, it will be a disaster for the Yin Yang Sect. They don't dare let him attain the Dao!"
Everyone was discussing it. These days, the Central Province was shaken.
Ye Fan wore a cold smile. "Irreconcilable with me? Issuing such a kill order against me? Then I'll see it through to the end!"
No one expected that at this critical moment, he would dare to take such a risk, coming alone to the outskirts of the Yin Yang Divine City. No one knew he was about to stir up the heavens!
Ye Fan was very patient. He spent a full half month, painstakingly studying the layout, carving countless runes into the earth, setting up a peerless Source Heaven Divine Array.
This array was countless times more brilliant than Ouyang Ye's. It was enormous, trapping the entire ancient city within it, borrowing the power of the mountains and rivers, the strength of the stars, and igniting the ancient Dragon Qi.
In addition to the four main Dragon Lairs in the east, south, west, and north, Ye Fan also dug eighty-one underground Dragon Veins, completely transforming this land into his main battlefield!
However, he couldn't help but marvel. Back then, a supreme expert had acted here. When choosing the site for the city, they had already taken precautions, anticipating various crises.
"Even so, I'll make sure you get more than you bargained for!"
A few more days passed. The Yin Yang Sect issued many more astonishing bounty orders, stirring up the world, determined to exterminate the Sacred Body Ye Fan.
"Whoever can provide information on where this brat is will also receive a sky-high reward!"
"Kill that little thief Ye, and you can enter the Yin Yang Ancient Mirror to comprehend the Dao for a hundred years!"
"Whoever kills that little beast Ye, will receive a shocking divine treasure!"
"Yin Yang Sect, I'm here! All of you, get the hell out and die!" On this day, a great shout rang out, resounding through the Yin Yang Divine City.
No one had expected that Ye Fan, alone and on horseback, would kill his way to their sacred land, right to their doorstep. The entire Central Province was looking for him, and he had taken the initiative to come knocking on their door.