Chapter 674: Ye Fan's Two Trump Cards
At the Ji Family, even the gate towers floated in the air, clouds steaming and mists glowing, with some islands suspended, cascading silver waterfalls, presenting a very magnificent scene.
"Who dares to cause a disturbance?" A shout came from within the Ji Family, and an elderly cultivator walked out.
However, someone moved even faster than them. A Great Power from the Wang Clan had been waiting outside, intending to kill Ye Fan the moment he arrived. He transformed into a beam of light and charged forward.
"Puff"
A precious tree flew out from between his brows, shattering a phantom ahead. A dull sound echoed through the sky as endless divine radiance burst forth.
"An emperor advances without hesitation. The Wang Clan—do you really think your clan can produce a Great Emperor? I will come to kill you all!"
Only this one sentence echoed in the azure sky. What had been destroyed was merely a phantom manifested by a talisman, not his true body.
"Sacred Body, where do you think you're going!"
The Great Power of the Wang Clan gave chase, but even after sweeping his divine sense across all ten directions, he found nothing. He retreated dejectedly, his face losing all luster. Clearly, the true body had never come at all.
Suddenly, a piece of Divine Source inscribed with dense runes appeared and exploded on the spot, unleashing a pitch-black void abyss. The Great Power of the Wang Clan screamed in agony as half his body was shattered.
If not for the incomplete Great Emperor divine formation laid down by the Ji Family here, which could stabilize the void in all directions, that piece of Divine Source inscribed with a million runes would have utterly obliterated him.
But this was enough. Countless eyes in the Southern Domain were fixed on this scene, and all were shocked. The Sacred Body dared to act so brazenly, so domineeringly!
What other trump cards did he have? Would he truly come to the Ji Family in person two days later? What would he use to resist the Void Ancient Mirror? How could he contend with the Northern Emperor?
Naturally, Ye Fan had not manifested his true body. At this moment, he had already teleported far away, leaping tens of thousands of li in a single bound, arriving at a barren land.
This was a peculiar place. The red earth was barren, with no grass growing. Everywhere were large cracks several meters wide, all scorched. Flames soared into the sky, and the scorching heat could be felt from a great distance. Divine flames blazed, nearly burning through the void.
The Fire Domain!
After many years, Ye Fan had returned here. Back then, he had been chased into this place, surviving by a hair's breadth. He had undergone the tribulation of fire, tempered the Primordial Qi Cauldron, and cultivated bitterly for half a year.
He had passed through five layers of the Fire Domain. The sixth layer was the Purple Qi from the East, which had nearly burned him to ashes, body and soul. If not for the Bodhi Seed protecting him, even someone as powerful as the Sacred Body would have turned to cinders.
Now, revisiting this old place, Ye Fan could withstand the purple flames even without holding the Bodhi Seed. He did not stop and entered the seventh layer.
Here, five-colored flames flowed, known as the Five Elements True Fire. They swirled like misty threads, the temperature even more scorching. Even ordinary Great Powers could not endure it and would be burned to charcoal.
Back then, it was with this terrifying flame that he had burned a Supreme Elder of the Ji Family to death at the Xiaoyao Sect, escaping with his life.
Ye Fan strode forward and directly entered the eighth layer of the flame zone. This place was so terrifying that even... "Is it real?!" Ye Fan was startled.
Regarding the Fire Domain, there were many legends, many records bordering on the absurd.
For instance, one ancient text recorded that at the deepest part of the Fire Domain, an immortal had been burned to death. Another ancient text recorded that the Desolate Tower had once appeared here, floating and sinking for several thousand years.
There were also records that the ninth layer of the Fire Domain contained ten types of flames, but the tenth type had no root or source, having appeared only a few times in all of history.
"The tenth type of flame... it truly exists!"
Ye Fan showed an expression of disbelief, filled with shock and awe. He had seen it with his own eyes.
The small tree was not tall, but it was very sturdy, coiled like a dragon. The flames danced, seemingly capable of incinerating the heavens and burning through eternity!
"The tenth type of flame once burned an immortal to death..."
Thinking of those legends, Ye Fan's scalp tingled. Though this cluster of flames was small, if it rushed toward him, he might instantly become a handful of black soil.
At that moment, he witnessed an unimaginable scene. The small tree burned, and the flames were actually patches upon patches of runes!
One small world after another collapsed, then reformed, bizarre and uncanny. It truly could incinerate the heavens and burn through eternity, but in the end, everything was restored!
Ye Fan stared at the flames composed of runes for a long time, until the small tree sank into a pitch-black ancient cave. Only then did he snap out of it and leave this place.
"With less than two days left, what other methods can the Sacred Body display?" Outside, everyone was speculating about how Ye Fan could enter the Ji Family. It seemed utterly impossible.
The Void Ancient Mirror—an imperial weapon capable of crushing the ages and all heavens. Unless a Great Emperor were reborn, no one could resist it!
How could Ye Fan go to the Ji Family and take away Little Moon? Even with the help of the Red Dragon, the Battle Saint Ape, and others, it would be useless. A single wisp of imperial might would reduce him to ashes.
"He is seeking his own death. He has no one to blame but himself. When future generations speak of the Sacred Body, all they will remember is that he was a stepping stone on my son's path to the imperial throne." Wang Chengkun stood with his hands behind his back, looking out the window.
"To be born in the same era as Teng'er is his tragedy. He is destined to be nothing but a green leaf. As the kings rise together, he will be the first to fall at Teng'er's feet, staining the imperial path with his blood." Wang Teng's uncle nodded.
Tens of thousands of li away, Ye Fan frowned, falling into a long silence. How to counter the Void Ancient Mirror had become his greatest challenge. Unless he could borrow an imperial weapon for his use.
Now, he had collected the sacred flames of the ninth layer of the Fire Domain and was no longer afraid of Saint Lords. But he still lacked an imperial weapon to deter his enemies. Otherwise, everything would come to nothing.
"I have no choice but to take a risk and carry it out!" Ye Fan made a decision and strode toward the Ancient Forbidden Land.
This was a Forbidden Zone of Life. Since ancient times, few had dared to enter. Even a peerless imperial lord would be reduced to ashes upon entering. No one could resist the power of "Ancients."
Outside the forbidden land, ancient trees towered to the sky, a pristine wilderness. Inside, you could hear a pin drop—a deathly stillness, without a single sound.
Ye Fan took out all the jade bottles containing Divine Spring and bit into a bagua-shaped sacred fruit. Its fragrance seeped into his bones and penetrated his soul. He had only a few left, but he had to squander them so lavishly now, letting the life force envelop him.
Finally, like a bolt of lightning, he charged in, plunging into the deepest part of the Ancient Forbidden Land.
No one knew how long passed, but from deep within the forbidden land came a trembling sound, like the primordial cry at the dawn of the universe. It made people's hearts palpitate, as if their souls were about to leave their bodies.
Nine dragon corpses lay in a row. Inside a giant bronze outer coffin, Ye Fan struggled to carry a small coffin on his back, drenched in sweat, taking one step after another as he walked out.
"The Void Ancient Mirror... I can withstand it!"
To save Ji Ziyue, Ye Fan had pondered long and hard, risking his life to carry this mysterious bronze coffin, preparing to confront an Extreme Imperial Weapon.