Chapter 733: Taiyin Divine Son
The North Sea stretched for billions of acres, vast and boundless.
A mournful tolling rang out, filled with ill omen.
Suppression, death, cold, gloom, withering—all kinds of negative emotions erupted. This was a demonic bell that inspired dread.
The Death Knell of a King!
This was a weapon refined by an invincible king of the past, now unleashing all sorts of bizarre, negative forces that affected the mind.
At the same time, nine legendary Nether Bamboos appeared. Each stalk was forged like black gold, not particularly tall, standing before him like a wall of human figures shielding him from behind.
The crowd was horrified—such things could actually be cultivated…
Legend had it that they grew in the Netherworld and required the nourishment of Taiyin sacred power to mature, evolving into the ultimate killing tools that cultivators dreamed of. And now, nine of them appeared at once.
But the most terrifying thing was a skull, black as ink jade, that flew out, shaking everyone. The skull was crystalline, flickering with dark light.
It was covered in Dao patterns, densely interwoven into complex lines. Seven apertures spewed the most primal Taiyin sacred power, as if they could refine the entire world.
A skull of an ancient sage!
Everyone was stunned, hardly believing their eyes. This was a sacred object worth more than billions of gold—priceless.
"That's right—it belonged to a descendant of the Taiyin Ancient Emperor. Their foundation was seized, and they themselves were slain, refined into this state."
"Indeed, there is such a legend. Though dead, their wrath and resentment never faded, preventing it from being forged into a saint weapon."
People recalled those ancient events, all shaken. This was a weapon with a great origin!
Under normal circumstances, a sage's head could absolutely be refined into a saint weapon, but this one was an exception. The resentment was too heavy, and it never fully formed.
Yet it was still terrifying enough. It was only one step away from evolving from a king weapon into a saint weapon, far surpassing any other weapon.
The Taiyin Divine Son could not engage Ye Fan in close combat, nor did he dare to manifest his divine phenomena, as that would be suicide. This battle could only be fought at a distance, using overwhelming magical power to drive these great killing tools to destroy the enemy.
Ye Fan's expression turned serious. The opponent's several weapons were very threatening. Even he had to be cautious, or he might truly end up with a bitter defeat.
"Rustle"
The black banner before the Taiyin Divine Son unfurled first, flying over. The banner surface was like a black sky, blotting out the sun, moon, and earth, pressing down like an ancient universe.
Ye Fan's expression froze. Each of the enemy's weapons was strange, all containing inexplicable sacred power. He let out a soft shout, and an ancient, majestic mountain flew out.
The Magnetic Mountain, seized from the Golden Crow clan's old Daoist Xuan Yi, was a piece of "uncut jade." Once the Magnetic Divine Light was unleashed, all metal essence weapons could be rendered useless.
"Clang"
The banner trembled. The pole shattered, but the banner surface, which had transformed into an ancient universe, was unaffected and continued to press down.
At the same time, the bell tolled, shaking the heavens. Black bell waves pierced through all things. This was a king-level demonic bell, incredibly terrifying, filling the sky and trapping Ye Fan beneath it.
"Boom"
A thunderous sound erupted as Ye Fan threw out a gleaming precious ring, bright as a silver moon in the sky, its divine energy shaking the four seas. This was a weapon from the Eight Scenic Palace, though a replica, it was a genuine king-level divine weapon.
The Vajra Ring clashed with the king-level demonic bell—a duel between weapons of the same rank. One of them was bound to shatter!
"Whoosh"
The nine Nether Bamboos shielding the Taiyin Divine Son all moved at once, charging forward like human figures, turning into nine black shadows that attacked ahead, incredibly eerie.
"A single drop of a sage's blood can kill a great power. These nine Nether Bamboos carry the corpse-killing aura of an ancient sage. What kind of demonic bamboo have they cultivated?!"
In the distance, everyone was horrified. These nine Nether Bamboos were even more terrifying than imagined, containing supreme evil spirits within!
Ye Fan was also startled. He hadn't paid much attention to these nine Nether Bamboos, but they seemed far more dangerous than the king-level demonic bell.
The nine stalks, forged like black gold, came running on their own, eerie and horrifying beyond measure. From afar, they emitted a trace of sage-level pressure.
Ye Fan opened his mouth and spat out a cluster of golden small banners. They unfurled in the wind, all enlarging. In an instant, the golden banner surfaces covered the sky. These were the Golden Crow clan's treasure banners, seized from the Lu Ya incarnation.
He didn't expect these golden banners to withstand the nine Nether Bamboos, only hoping they could buy him a moment of time.
"Boom"
At that moment, the Taiyin Divine Son offered up the most terrifying weapon of all—a seven-apertured, pitch-black skull, like ink jade.