Chapter 664: Proposing Marriage
Since ancient times until now, how many great sects have turned to ashes and vanished into the long river of history? No one can say for certain.
Endless years, rolling dust, have buried countless past events and faded innumerable storms. Those peerless beauties whose smiles could topple cities, those majestic and towering supreme emperors—all have been buried in the past.
So-called immortality also has a limit; there is no true eternity. Even the great emperors of the human race have already perished.
Some ancient holy lands, even flourishing divine dynasties, have been annihilated beneath the vast starry sky, amidst the dustless passage of time.
However, for one person to single-handedly confront a supreme great sect and breach a sacred land is rare in antiquity. Does this signify that a great sect is heading toward decline?
"Unbelievable! The Yin Yang Sect is still flourishing, yet it was destroyed by a cultivator who has just entered the Immortal Platform Secret Realm!"
"The Sacred Body alone attacked the Yin Yang Sect, nearly succeeding, leaving behind a stretch of ruined walls and collapsed buildings!"
As soon as the news broke, the Central Province was shaken. This was an unbelievable piece of news. No matter how powerful Ye Fan was, he couldn't possibly contend with a great sect.
Yet the facts lay before everyone's eyes: most of the Yin Yang Divine City had collapsed, with dust and smoke billowing into the sky, a scene of devastation that had nearly been leveled.
"How is this possible? The Sacred Body can fight Half-Step Great Powers, but how can he be compared to those elders?!"
"He used Source Art to set up a divine formation, nearly sacrificing the Yin Yang Divine City, and almost burned it to ashes with the ten-thousand-year dragon qi!"
When the details spread, every major force felt a chill. The miraculous arts left behind by the Origin Heavenly Master were truly wondrous, comparable to the ancient scriptures cultivated by the human race, seizing the world's creations.
One person challenging an entire great sect, retreating unscathed, and half-destroying an ancient divine city—this alarmed all the experts of the Central Province. Many great sects could no longer sit still.
What if Ye Fan, on a whim, attacked their sects? Source Art was divine and unparalleled. Now it seemed that the dragon qi of the Central Province was essentially his combat power, turning it into his main battlefield.
The major forces of the Central Province had to be shaken, summoning powerful Dragon-Seeking Earth Masters to fortify their mountain gates, preventing others from taking advantage.
"The rise of the Sacred Body seems unstoppable," sighed the senior figures.
Meanwhile, many of the younger generation were stunned upon receiving the news. Holy Son Yao Guang fell into a long silence. One person attacking an entire great sect left him speechless for a long time.
"So fierce! Unexpected!" exclaimed a young mendicant monk from the Western Desert, who came from an ancient temple and was renowned as an incarnation of the Buddha, equally amazed.
The Southern Demon also emerged from seclusion because of this matter, gazing southward in a daze. Source Art, something mysterious and profound, possessed such great power—it astonished him.
The second most beautiful woman of the Central Province, Princess Yue Ling, stared blankly into space. Ye Fan's methods were truly terrifying—single-handedly destroying the Yin Yang Divine City was like a fairy tale.
"If he becomes a true Origin Heavenly Master, could he directly attack my Jiuli Divine Dynasty..."
Every major force was wary. If Ye Fan grew up, not to mention his combat power, his Source Art alone would be enough to make them tremble with fear.
In this battle, people also witnessed the terror of the Yin Yang Ancient Mirror. Awakening from the underground dragon vein, it rose up, instantly stabilizing everything and securing the foundation.
Many who witnessed it were horrified. That wisp of aura could destroy any opponent, killing a Saint Lord with effortless ease.
"This ancient saint weapon, existing in the world for over two hundred thousand years, has killed extraterrestrial deities. Just how powerful is its divine energy? It's impossible to fathom!"
Amidst the widespread discussion in the Central Province, Ye Fan remained calm. After retreating unscathed from the Yin Yang Divine City, he met several old friends at the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion.
Many looked at him as if they had seen a ghost. Fighting the Yin Yang Sect alone and achieving such results was nothing short of a miracle.
Among the old friends, one was missing—the chattering, most lively and spirited Ji Family Little Moon, who had been summoned back by her family for important matters.
"Recently, the threshold of the Ji Family has been worn down by visitors. Many major forces have gone to propose marriage."
"Ji Haoyue, what kind of physique does your sister have? How come even several divine dynasties have been stirred up, rushing over to propose marriage?"
The Ji Family Divine King Physique did not respond. He was very composed, his face without ripples, his eyes deep and profound. He stood alone to the side, gazing into the distant sky, lost in thought.
"I need to return to the Eastern Wasteland, but the journey is too far. Ordinary teleportation arrays won't work; I can't cross back," Ye Fan said with worry.
"I'll help you find a way," Yao Yuekong said.
"Brother Ye, you're really going to the Eastern Wasteland? I heard there will be a great war there soon. The ancient races have been stirred and are heading to Ancient Emperor Mountain," the Barbarian said excitedly, claiming he would definitely go to the Eastern Wasteland to join the battle.
"Perhaps soon, many will head to the Eastern Wasteland. Once Purple Mountain is opened, there will be no shortage of war and flames," even the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi spoke such words.
The world's winds and clouds converged on the Northern Domain. The Eastern Wasteland once again became the focus of the world's attention. Everything related to Emperor Wu Shi would inevitably stir up endless waves.
The Hundred Schools of Thought in the Central Province were all watching. The last time they attacked Purple Mountain, they suffered a disastrous defeat. This time, no one acted rashly; they all watched silently, ready to move together if an opportunity arose!
Ye Fan appeared again at the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion, causing a sensation. All the kings emerged. The Sacred Body was undoubtedly eye-catching, and everything he did stirred up major storms.
In this beautiful immortal land, young experts from the five domains gathered. All kinds of king physiques could be seen, and everyone turned their heads to look at him.
Among them were a few exceptionally terrifying individuals, who, though not matching the Central Emperor or the Southern Demon, were not far off. This place hid dragons and crouching tigers. Recently, Ye Fan had sensed several terrifying gazes.
"Deep mountains hide tigers and leopards; wild fields bury qilins. It's true—there are always experts in this world."
On a low mountain, he saw a young mendicant monk practicing the Mouth-Sealing Meditation. He came from an obscure ancient temple in the Western Desert but was extremely powerful, his depth unfathomable.
Under the night moon, on a mountain peak, he saw a young demon clan member breathing in moonlight. Sometimes, with each breath, he swallowed the starlight from the sky, plunging the area into eternal darkness—extremely frightening.
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These people were all very low-key or biding their time, not revealing their strength to outsiders. Ye Fan only sensed them by using Source Art to grasp the pulse of this land.
Eight days later, Ye Fan set out on a new journey. With Yao Yuekong's help, he found the ancient teleportation array of the Heavenly Demon Palace, which would take him to the Eastern Wasteland.
"Yezi, go on ahead. I'll be right behind!" Pang Bo said, taking a bite of his coffin board as he spoke.
"I look forward to the great battle in the Eastern Wasteland. I will definitely go. I believe many will appear at Ancient Emperor Mountain!" The Barbarian was very warlike, certain that the Extraordinary Scholars Mansion would let them go.
The Heavenly Demon Palace was one of the most powerful forces in the Eastern Wasteland. In ancient times, countless great demons plucked stars and grasped the moon, roaring across heaven and earth, able to contend with human emperors and the Sacred Body.
Now, it was still comparable to any immortal inheritance, standing alongside the Demon Emperor Hall of the Southern Ridge as one of the two supreme sacred lands of the demon clan!
Using the ancient teleportation array left by the Heavenly Demon Palace in the Central Province, Ye Fan finally succeeded in crossing eastward, reappearing on the Eastern Wasteland, in a stretch of primeval wilderness.
Looking into the distance, he saw endless palaces towering in the sky, shrouded in mist and rosy clouds. That place was the legendary Heavenly Demon Palace.
Over a hundred thousand years ago, this was the glorious birthplace of the demon clan. Over ten thousand years ago, the Green Emperor also took residence here, nearly building an ancient heavenly court, but it ultimately came to nothing.
There, a powerful pressure descended, covering the sky and earth, truly like an ancient heavenly gate descending into the mortal world, pressing down on people until they could hardly breathe.
Ye Fan did not linger. Using a Dark Jade Platform, he quickly departed, heading east, deep into the boundless territory of the Eastern Wasteland.
"Eastern Wasteland, I have returned." Half a month later, he entered the central region, where ancient cities were numerous and great sects stood in forests—the birthplace of the human race.
Before long, he heard a rumor. The Northern Emperor, Wang Teng, had come to the Eastern Wasteland not only for the Primordial Bell but had also visited the Ji Family to formally propose marriage.
Moreover, he had mobilized a great force. Many important figures from the Northern Plains Wang Family had personally come, entering the ancient family founded by Emperor Void, and were fortunate enough to ascend to the Void Hall.
"The Ji Clan did not slight them, leading them into the Void Hall built by the ancient great emperor himself. This itself is a form of recognition. Is this brilliant divine moon of the Eastern Wasteland going to marry far away to the Northern Plains?"
This was no small storm. Countless eyes were watching, many paying close attention, especially the younger generation, who all wanted recognition and not to fall behind.
"Not long ago, Ji Ziyue was summoned back from the Central Province. This is most likely related to this matter!" People immediately made the correct deduction.
"The powerful Northern Emperor, with unparalleled potential, can already be compared to the ancient great emperors in their youth, even surpassing them. In the future, at the very least, he will be a sage. The Ji Clan cannot be unmoved!"
In the Eastern Wasteland, many young people were pessimistic. Competing with the Northern Emperor was simply impossible. They lacked his combat power and had none of his imperial bearing.
The Northern Emperor pressed down on the younger generation of the Eastern Wasteland, making it hard for them to breathe. In recent months, wherever he passed, no one could stop him. He was compared to the various Saint Lords, and no sect leader dared to slight him.
Such was his strength—a young man who could contend with the current sect leaders of the world, looking down on the Eastern Wasteland and his peers. No one dared to cross him.
"It's a pity. Although Ji Haoyue is a Divine King Physique with unfathomable strength, this is his sister's marriage. He cannot intervene."
"Doesn't the Jiang Clan also have a Divine King Physique? He has never shown his true combat power. Will he shake the world when he moves?"
"The two Divine King Physiques of the Eastern Wasteland are no match for the Northern Emperor, at least not now. Even if they fought, it would be useless."
People were disappointed to find that, although many experts had risen among the younger generation of the Eastern Wasteland, there was no "number one" who could dominate the five domains, making it hard to compare with figures like the Central Emperor or the Southern Demon.
Many thought that perhaps only Holy Son Yao Guang could fight the Northern Emperor, because no one had ever known just how strong he truly was.
However, what was regrettable was that he would definitely not act. It was said he was cultivating a strange technique. According to his temperament, he would not make a strong move until he was invincible under heaven.
"In ten years, there will be someone in the Eastern Wasteland who can definitely fight the Northern Emperor, but he will be rejected by the world," someone said. Many guessed it must be Hua Yunfei.
"Actually, there is another person. Have you forgotten the Sacred Body? Although he hasn't grown up yet, he has already killed the Northern Emperor's uncle and younger brother."
"Right. He might come back. He and the Northern Emperor are already in a life-or-death situation. He will most likely appear!"
As soon as Ye Fan returned, he heard many rumors. The Eastern Wasteland was very unsettled. The ancient races of the Northern Domain were about to awaken, and Ancient Emperor Mountain would inevitably see boundless turmoil.
In recent days, the various sects of the Northern Domain felt a strong sense of oppression. Some vaguely sensed the aura of ancient ancestral kings emerging, making people tremble.
"Wang Teng, Wang Teng, you come to the Eastern Wasteland and stir up so much trouble..."
A few days later, news spread that the Sacred Body, Ye Fan, had returned, crossing the void to reappear in the Eastern Wasteland, sparking much discussion.
"Who spread this news? Everyone knows. Are they trying to deal with me?" Ye Fan frowned. He had returned in secret, and not many people knew.
"My son, Wang Teng, is in the Eastern Wasteland. Sacred Body, you'd better hide forever and never appear, or I will kill you until you have no way to heaven and no door to earth!" This was the declaration of the Northern Plains Wang Family head.
"The Northern Plains Wang Family is truly domineering. Coming to the Eastern Wasteland to propose marriage and acting so recklessly—do they really think they can command the world?"
"Who can blame them for having a son with the bearing of an emperor? They can indeed say such things."
"They're provoking the Sacred Body, disturbing his Dao heart, making it hard for him to stay calm, trying to force him to act so they can avenge the Northern Emperor's uncle and younger brother."
People discussed this matter.
"Sacred Body, if you dare to come to the Eastern Wasteland and stir up trouble, we will kill you until your form and spirit are utterly destroyed, never to be reborn!" The Wang Family continued to issue threats.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Ye Fan did not endure. He was quite aggressive, quickly responding by single-handedly storming into the Wang Family's oversized gambling stone shop in the Eastern Wasteland, killing everyone, leaving not even a chicken or dog alive.
"The Sacred Body has struck back forcefully. This is slapping the Wang Family in the face. A great battle is inevitable in the future!" Everyone looked forward to it.