# Chapter 675: Carrying a Coffin into an Ancient Aristocratic Clan
This small coffin was extremely heavy, like a miniature universe, actually carrying a world's aura. Ye Fan's physical body was unmatched, capable of uprooting mountains and filling seas, yet he struggled greatly, sweat soaking his back.
However, compared to last time, it was much better—he was no longer on the verge of shattering. He left deep footprints with every step as he walked toward the sacred mountain. "Has the Sacred Body come? Why hasn't he appeared yet?" Someone in a corner whispered. Most of the visitors had come because of the commotion.
On the other side, Wang Chengkun wore a faint, contemptuous smile, still talking about his son. Every other word was about how his Teng'er was doing, belittling the Sacred Body to nothing.
In the distance, Pang Bo sneered coldly, saying, "My dad is Li Gang, and my son is Wang Teng—it's practically become a catchphrase."
One of Wang Teng's uncles looked over, staring at him with an unfriendly expression, killing intent flickering in his eyes. However, within a major power's domain like the Ji Family, it was not convenient to make a move.
Would the Sacred Body still come? Why hadn't he appeared yet? Many people began to doubt, thinking he should have shown up by now.
"Need it even be said? He's scared, too afraid to come." Someone from the Wang Family sneered.
Some young members of the Wang Family chimed in one after another, all revealing mocking expressions. Some even went further, ridiculing without any restraint.
"What is the Sacred Body worth? With my clan brother here, what waves can he make? Cowering obediently is the proper path."
"Does he really think he can compete with my clan brother?!"
"Boom"
Suddenly, the distant horizon trembled. A chilling aura erupted, surging from afar, causing even the ancient towers within the Ji Family to shake.
The Ji Family elders were alarmed. Someone had arrived carrying a supreme secret treasure, triggering the hidden array patterns, which were sensed by the mysterious incomplete ancient formation left behind by Emperor Void.
"Who comes?" A Ji Family strongman asked from afar.
"Ye Fan!" As soon as these two words were spoken, many people inside the magnificent ancient towers deep within the Ji Family were shaken. Ye Fan had truly come.
"What business do you have?" An old cultivator stepped forward.
"Visiting the Ji Family, to slay Wang Teng!" The words were like thunderclaps, echoing through the long sky. Everyone heard them.
A brief silence followed, then an uproar. Ye Fan had really come! And with such dominance, everyone stood up. If they weren't inside the Ji Family, many would have rushed out directly.
Within the Ji Family, there were hundreds of suspended islands and magnificent immortal mountains, not to mention various palaces and towers, making it look like an ancient Heavenly Court.
An important figure from the Ji Family stood up, deciding to go see for himself. Others naturally took this opportunity to rise, all wanting to know what Ye Fan was relying on.
When everyone came out, they were all dumbfounded.
Ye Fan had come carrying a bronze coffin on his back. He stood before the sacred land, gazing at this holy ground that had remained unbreached for over a hundred thousand years, extremely calm and composed.
"Is this for real? Carrying a bronze coffin to a decisive battle..." After a speechless moment, some couldn't help muttering.
Some members of the Wang Family laughed heartily, their last shred of doubt vanishing. They all revealed mocking expressions. What use was a broken bronze coffin?
Everyone was speechless. Coming to a great battle carrying a coffin on one's shoulder was too eccentric. They had never seen such a thing.
At this moment, only Pang Bo was excited. He could hardly believe his eyes. He was the first to rush over, constantly murmuring: "A genius, a genius! Ye Zi, you're brilliant!"