Chapter 669: Uprooting the Royal Clan’s Foundation
“But can he really deal with the Wang Clan?!” someone doubted. Ye Fan coming alone to Divine City to confront a deeply entrenched ancient aristocratic clan—his strength seemed far too meager.
The Stone Gambling House, the pillar industry of the Northern Plains Wang Clan in the Eastern Wasteland, was now dead silent. All the stone gamblers had fled cleanly. A great battle was about to take place here, and they had no desire to get involved.
On the streets, densely packed crowds filled every space, but not a single person drew close. Everyone watched from afar, keeping their distance.
The Wang Clan received the report and learned that Ye Fan had arrived. Every member stirred, setting up an ancient slaughter formation, intending to trap this area so that anyone who entered would never leave!
This stone gambling house occupied a vast area, as magnificent and imposing as a palace complex. Within its courtyards, lush vegetation and intertwined vines created an extraordinary landscape.
Ye Fan stood alone outside the majestic building, facing this sprawling stone gambling house. His expression was solemn, without a trace of a smile or any hint of anger—calm and detached.
“Sacred Body, you have quite the nerve! Do you really dare to come here? Are you tired of living?!” The young members of the Wang Clan shouted. These days, they had grown accustomed to stirring up trouble on orders, and now they blurted out provocations as if they truly did not take Ye Fan seriously.
The stone gambling house was of immense importance. It was a treasure trove, an inexhaustible source of wealth, generating massive amounts of Source every day. Naturally, it was guarded by Great Powers.
And now, three of them stepped out at once, standing side by side before the palace, their expressions cold as they fixed their gazes on Ye Fan.
“Is Wang Teng here?!” Ye Fan spoke, asking loudly.
“What kind of person is my cousin? Every move he makes stirs the winds and clouds, drawing the attention of all directions, influencing the great trends of the world. Does any random cat or dog think they can see him?” A young man spoke with biting sarcasm, standing before the palace.
“Are you looking for death? Don’t mention three Great Powers—if I wanted to kill you, even ten Great Powers couldn’t save your life!”
“Haha…” A group of Wang Clan disciples burst into laughter, unrestrained and arrogant, completely disbelieving him. They had already set up the ancient formation. Even if all the Saint Lords came, they would be trapped and killed. They felt emboldened.
“I’ll stick my neck out for you to come and kill me. But can you?”
“Do you even have the life to come over? Sacred Body or not, being born in the same era as my cousin means you’re destined to be trampled underfoot. You’re not even fit to be a green leaf!”
Several young disciples laughed loudly, all hurling provocations, utterly unconcerned about Ye Fan’s arrival, as if it meant nothing.
“Chi”
Ye Fan extended a finger and pointed. A beam of finger force penetrated the ground, like awakening a dragon. The earth rumbled and shook, and endless Source Qi boiled.
“Pu”
A divine light surged up from underground. The arrogant young man before the palace screamed as his skull was torn open. Source Qi burst forth, and his body twisted and flew sideways, dying on the spot.
“Courting death. I’ll send you all on your way, one by one.” Ye Fan said coldly.
“What’s happening? We set up the slaughter formation to block all Source Arts. How did it break through?” A disciple trembled in fear.
“Stop him! Don’t let him activate his Source Arts!” Someone shouted in terror.
“Bang”
Ye Fan took just one step forward. The earth shook, and another beam of Source light shot up from underground, like an eternal radiance illuminating all things.
“Ah…” A scream rang out. The young man who had been shouting so fiercely burst into flames, quickly turning into a pile of ashes.
“Deploy the formation diagram!”
A Great Power roared. From the depths of the palace, a corner of a formation diagram rose, appearing above the entire complex. It emitted a strange fluctuation, stabilizing the land.
“Ah…”
“Ah…”
…
Five more screams followed in succession. Five more people died, slain by Source Arts.
The young members of the Royal Clan were chilled to the bone, silent as cicadas in winter. They dared not speak another word, their courage nearly shattered. Some were trembling.
“Suppress!” A Wang Clan Great Power shouted. The formation diagram descended, and from then on, Ye Fan’s Source Arts were blocked, unable to penetrate further.
One of the Great Powers stepped forward and said in a deep voice, “The ancient formation was already complete just now. Even before activating the diagram, it could stabilize Source Qi. But how were you able to mobilize Source power?”
“Don’t compare me to other Source Art masters.” Ye Fan replied, sweeping his gaze over the young men one by one. His cold stare made their hearts pound violently.
“No matter how many techniques or Source Arts you have, in the face of absolute combat power, everything is futile.” A Great Power spoke, leaping forward. The other two also stepped out of the ancient formation, pressing toward him.
“Get back where you belong!”
Ye Fan clapped his hands in the void, exchanging magical power with that Great Power. With a “boom,” they clashed head-on. The Wang Clan expert was shaken back, flying backward with a strange cry.
“Eight Prohibitions Domain!” The crowd exclaimed, their hearts shaken.
“But even with the Eight Prohibitions Domain, he would need to be close to the first level of the Immortal Platform’s mid-stage to confront a Great Power, wouldn’t he?” Many showed strange expressions. They knew the Sacred Body had broken through, and this speed was terrifying.
The other two Great Powers, deeper in skill and strength than the first, flew over with grim faces, intending to suppress the Sacred Body together.
“Get back, the same goes for you!”
Ye Fan stood there, flicking his hand to release several pieces of Divine Source. Like command flags, they flew to different spots, blocking the front of the palace. Millions of runes flickered, imprinting themselves in the void.
Source Qi boiled. The two Great Powers found their path blocked, unable to advance. Every step required immense effort, and they were both astonished.
“Activate the Martial Dao Ancient Diagram!”
One of them ordered. The formation diagram in the sky rapidly evolved. A kingly aura rushed forth, and countless curse scripts flickered, taking on tangible form, imprinting in the void.
The entire majestic building was shielded within. The two used this to charge outward, trying to close in on Ye Fan and kill him.
“Chi,” “Chi”…
Ye Fan kept flicking his fingers. Piece after piece of fist-sized Divine Source flew out, all landing outside the palace, encircling the area. At the same time, he struck continuously, imprinting wave after wave of runes into the void.
From a distance, above the stone gambling house, many sparkling objects could be seen—characters, as if cast from molten iron, gleaming with luster.
“Your Source Arts are already well-known. Trying to use them against us is useless.” A Great Power said.
The Martial Dao Ancient Diagram was a Dao pattern inscribed by ancient sages. It could not only kill enemies but also break the great trends of heaven and earth, possessing unimaginable divine might. Even a Saint Lord could be trapped and killed.
In the past, someone had used this martial diagram to kill a Source Earth Master in the Northern Domain. They had sought out such a treasure diagram specifically to deal with Ye Fan, to prevent any accidents.
In the sky, the formation diagram slowly rotated. With each turn, it swept down a mysterious force, solidifying the void and repelling the Source Heaven Divine Patterns Ye Fan had set.
“When one method is mastered, all methods are mastered. When a person becomes powerful to the extreme, they can indeed clash across all domains. A single Martial Dao Divine Diagram encompasses all things and can dissolve the great trends of heaven and earth!”
Ye Fan’s heart tightened. A warning arose within him. He realized that even in the Northern Domain, his Source Arts might not be invincible. There were still means to counter them.
“Bo,” “Bo”…
Soft sounds came from the air. Ye Fan kept striking, releasing over a dozen fist-sized pieces of Divine Source. Each piece contained countless runes, enough to reduce a vast area to ashes.
However, all these Source blocks were the foundation of the Source Heaven Divine Formation he had laid, not used individually. He exerted all his skill, moving outside the palace, inscribing forbidden techniques from the Source Heaven Scripture.
“Three Great Powers are blocked! They really can’t charge through or get close to the Sacred Body!” From afar, the crowd was shocked. Source Arts were unmatched, capable of stopping Great Powers.
“Break through!”
The three Great Powers shouted together, jointly activating the Martial Dao Ancient Diagram, pressing it down to dissolve the terrifying fluctuations caused by the Source Arts. At the same time, they were deeply alarmed.
“Why is this happening? This diagram was refined by ancient sages, obtained at great cost. In theory, it could even kill a Source Earth Master. How can it not deal with him?” The three were filled with questions.
“Though I am a Source Heaven Master, I can also use some of the Master’s forbidden techniques. Enjoy yourselves!” Ye Fan continued his actions.
Here, divine radiance obscured the sun. The dozen pieces of Divine Source seemed alive, all bursting with countless runes, shrouding the heavens and earth. Every pattern was like a small dragon swimming.
“Forbidden techniques from the Source Heaven Scripture? Can he use them now?!”
“Why is this happening? He’s still far from being a Source Heaven Master. How is he doing all this?”
No matter how furious or anxious they were, they could not change the situation. Ye Fan calmly and steadily sealed them before the palace, unable to take a single step.
“Open up!”
The three Great Powers charged, but even after shattering two Saint Lord-rank weapons, they could not break through. Their efforts were in vain.
By now, the young members of the Wang Clan had turned pale. They sensed that something terrible was about to happen. Even the clan’s Great Powers were sealed here, likely leading to a tragic end.
“Grand-uncle, think of something! Can we teleport through the void?”
“Grandfather, we need to break out! The Sacred Body is ruthless. If we’re trapped here, he’ll refine us all!”
These people were all terrified, not one without fear. They braced themselves and urged the three Great Powers.
But no matter their efforts or their charges, it was all useless. The Martial Dao Ancient Diagram in the sky kept spinning but could not break the Source Heaven Divine Formation.
“What is the Sacred Body trying to do?” From afar, the onlookers felt a chill rise from the depths of their hearts. They involuntarily stepped back, sensing that something dreadful was about to happen.
“Alright. Your Wang Clan has been shouting all day, haven’t they? Today, I’m here. I’ll send you all on your way!” Ye Fan shouted loudly.
Then, he pressed his hand into the void. Countless runes were activated, gleaming with metallic luster, instantly flooding the area. He then retreated rapidly.
“Boom!”
The entire vast stone gambling house burst into flames. A dazzling divine light erupted, like the most brilliant fireworks blooming—beautiful and blinding, terrifying and enchanting.
“A holy flower. Nothing in the mortal world is more splendid or beautiful than this.” Ye Fan sighed with a smile.
From afar, the crowd was horrified. Who could withstand such a firework? It came at the cost of destroying a Holy Land-level stone gambling house. Regardless of the number of deaths, the value was incalculable.
“The Wang Clan’s foundation in the Eastern Wasteland is completely finished!”
“Three Great Powers, trapped and killed like this. So humiliating—they never even had a chance to fight!”
From afar, the crowd felt a chill from head to toe. Such an outcome was hard to accept.
“What a pity! Those rare stones, worth a fortune, all destroyed in an instant.”
“It breaks my heart! I’ve had my eye on a few of those rare stones for decades, always wanting to buy them. All gone.”
Some were indifferent to the deaths of the Wang Clan experts but grieved over the precious stones in the stone garden, sighing and beating their chests in regret.
“What a pity…” Ye Fan also regretted it. Wang Teng’s father and other important figures were guests at the Ji Family, proposing marriage in the Void Ancient Hall, and were not here.
But he quickly let it go. If those people had been here, uprooting them would have been nearly impossible.
“You go to propose marriage. I’ll uproot your lair from behind. This is just the beginning.” Ye Fan muttered to himself.
Ahead, flames blazed fiercely. Source Qi boiled, burning this vast foundation.
All the major powers in Divine City were shocked. How many years had it been since something like this happened? Someone dared to erase the foundation of an ancient Holy Land in the Eastern Wasteland’s first city!
Suddenly, from within the ancient building complex, strange sounds emerged. Immortal light shot in all directions, and a sacred aura filled the air, making people want to kneel and worship.
“Stone Soaring Immortal!”
“It’s the Heaven-Numbered Stone Garden! A rare treasure is emerging!”
The entire ancient garden was destroyed. The priceless rare stones were burning, turning into endless Source Qi. But some treasures survived, and the Soaring Immortal phenomenon was astonishing.