Chapter 736: Stirring the World's Winds and Clouds
Tongtong was very quiet, delicate as if carved from jade, with large, distinct black-and-white eyes that blinked and sparkled. He didn't talk much, but within his body, a divine sun was nurtured, overflowing with radiance, making his flesh bright, pure, and resplendent.
"No wonder he's a child flowing with the blood of a Sacred Emperor," others flattered. Using this child as a breakthrough point was also a good choice.
Princess Moon Poem wore a Divine Phoenix hairpin in her jet-black hair, from which hung numerous Sea God Pearls. Her figure was graceful, swaying with every step, captivating all living beings. Every inch of her skin shimmered, strikingly beautiful and moving.
As the second most beautiful woman of the current era, she naturally had countless suitors. Her phoenix eyes held spiritual energy, and every smile and frown dimmed the sun and moon. She crouched down, patted Tongtong's head, and said softly, "Would you like to go to the Ziwei Divine Dynasty with big sister?"
The hearts of those present trembled. Was this a clear attempt to directly win over Ye Fan? Weren't they afraid of displeasing the Golden Crow Clan and the Yin Yang Sect?
Among the immortal inheritances on land, the Ziwei Divine Dynasty was the first to openly recruit Ye Fan; others had only extended olive branches in secret.
"I don't want to go. I want to stay with Master," the five-year-old child shook his head, his black gem-like eyes glancing towards Ye Fan.
"Congratulations, Brother Ye, on taking such a fine disciple," Princess Moon Poem said, her smile blooming like a crystal flower, clear and brilliant.
Ye Fan was taken aback. The child had mentioned wanting to become his disciple before, but he had never agreed. He hadn't expected the little one to bring it up again.
"I am Master's senior disciple. In twenty years, all of Master's current enemies will be my defeated opponents." The childish voice echoed through Old Man Black Tortoise's cave dwelling, stunning everyone present.
In the past, a peerless prodigy had once said, "Now you oppose me; in twenty years, you will only be worthy of contending with my disciple."
Later, as he had predicted, his achievements shook the world. He only needed to send one disciple out to intimidate the entire realm, becoming a celebrated tale.
"The child doesn't understand anything. He's just talking nonsense," Ye Fan said with a smile, rubbing the little one's head, messing up his glossy black hair.
Despite his explanation, the impression was already etched in everyone's minds. They took a deep look at him, then at Tongtong.
People from the Human King Hall secretly invited Ye Fan to become an external Dao protector for their sect. This was indeed a rare honor; perhaps only one person in a thousand years could receive such an offer.
"Sea God Island is an island left behind by a deity in the North Sea. Brother Ye, you truly should make a trip there," a woman from Sea God Island warmly invited.
"Daoist Brother Ye, if you have the time, you are welcome to visit my Sunset Cloud Palace," an old sect master sincerely invited.
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Ye Fan had displayed formidable combat power and terrifying potential, astonishing many. Everyone extended invitations and sought to win him over.
"Ding-ding, dong-dong"
Princess Moon Poem played a zither, the sound like a clear spring striking stone, like moonlight accompanying immortal music, creating a beautiful, ethereal, hazy scene. Her fair hands raised a silver goblet, toasting Ye Fan with fine wine, once again gently extending an invitation.
"Alright. If I return to land, I will make a trip to the Ziwei Divine Dynasty," Ye Fan said.
"It's a promise then." Princess Moon Poem smiled radiantly, brightening the entire cave dwelling.
The banquet lasted a long time before people gradually dispersed. During this process, the news had already spread, shaking the North Sea and astonishing all cultivators in the boundless sea region.
A few days later, the various major sects on land also received the news, causing an uproar. Everyone was shocked and astounded.
The storms Ye Fan stirred up grew more intense each time, truly forcing the world to tremble. The three who died this time were all favored sons of heaven!
The Nine-Headed Flood Dragon King, who rose from the marshes, was the number one undefeated expert among the rising generation of the North Sea. He had never known defeat in his life. Yet, upon encountering Ye Fan, not only was his undefeated myth shattered, but he also lost his life.
Red Sun, the youngest giant among the Golden Crow Clan and the younger brother of their king, was unfathomably deep in power. Yet Ye Fan killed him with a single blow, staining the North Sea with blood. This was nearly mythical.
The Yin Yang Divine Son, with heaven-defying talent, dominated the land, intimidating various living fossils, and had slain countless heroes. Yet he too met his defeat and death.
"Was this really the work of one man? Slaying three extraordinary talents in a single day is truly horrifying to hear!"
"Each one was an invincible genius of their domain, yet they fell like this. The path of a Great Emperor is indeed paved with fresh blood and white bones!"
Ye Fan's performance was dreamlike, forcing people on land to be terrified. All conversations during this period revolved around him.
"This man named Ye Fan has been in the North Sea all along, never even setting foot on land, yet he has already stirred the world's winds and clouds. If he returns, what kind of storm will he provoke?" someone asked.
"If he appears, he will undoubtedly become the focus of worldwide attention. There will surely be a world-shaking battle!"
At this moment, Ye Fan was exploring scenic spots in the sea, in no hurry to leave. He accepted invitations from some major powers and visited their islands.
He was further understanding this world, asking people if the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain had ever possessed Five-Colored Altars, because he wanted to return.
"I've heard a little. Some ancient texts have incomplete records, but they disappeared long before the endless ages passed."
This was the response from some old sect masters. According to them, such things existed before the ancient era, but later some disappeared, some were destroyed, and they were no longer visible.
Ye Fan was shocked. Just how powerful was the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain in the ancient era? It seemed there were more than just one or two Five-Colored Altars—there might have been many!
Truly worthy of being a legendary ancient Emperor Star. In that distant past, this place must have been extremely prosperous, experiencing a period of brilliance and splendor beyond compare.
Yet now, not a single ancient Imperial weapon remained, all taken away by the Human Clan Great Emperors along with the Immortal Elixirs.
"Legend has it that at the extreme north of the North Sea, there is a Kunpeng that has been sleeping since ancient times. It is an ancient sage. There might be a Five-Colored Altar there."
"Don't mislead people. That place can't be found at all. Even if you find the ancient Kunpeng's nest, entering it means death. In the past, a four-thousand-year-old Divine King went in and shattered without even letting out a groan."
Hearing these reports, Ye Fan sighed. That place was not worth considering. Even if found, it would be suicide.
Half a month later, Ye Fan successfully returned to land using ancient teleportation formations left on some desolate islands.
However, this time he did not enter the northern Lu Continent but came to the eastern Shen Continent. He had heard that this continent had many ancient sites and wanted to search for a Five-Colored Altar.
"What do you think? Will that man named Ye Fan return to land? Are his battle records real? I find them too illusory. The Yin Yang Divine Son once single-handedly suppressed ten sects in the Eastern Land. All sides fell silent, and no one dared to come out and fight, yet he was slain like this."
"Absolutely true. None of those battle records have any exaggeration. Just wait and see. Once he returns, there will surely be a world-shaking storm. The Golden Crow Clan is almost mad now. The northern Lu Continent is nearly scorched by them. The entire clan wants to kill that young man named Ye."
This was a thriving tavern. Ye Fan chose a seat by the window on the second floor, listening to the discussions of some cultivators.
"Has the exchange of the half-page Immortal Scripture from the Ancient Longevity Temple on Nether Ridge with the half-page from the Human King Hall been completed yet?"
"In the past few years, they have been wary of each other. They have brought the scriptures for exchange several times, but each time it fell through, afraid of being cheated by the other party."
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Ye Fan listened quietly, learning that many earth-shattering events had occurred on land over the past four years!
The old king of the Human King Hall, who was three thousand seven hundred years old, had passed away in meditation. His achievements in this life were heaven-defying, but he had finally reached the end of his life, causing many major sects to breathe a sigh of relief.
Yin Tiande had been in a life-and-death seclusion for ten years. After emerging, his power was immeasurable. Following the footsteps of the original owner of the Eight Scenery Palace, he rode a green ox westward. Someone had seen Purple Qi from the East, surging for eight thousand li.
A generation of prodigies, the Great Bright Peacock King, attempted to break through to the third level of the Immortal Platform but ultimately failed. He was burned to ashes, his body destroyed and his Dao extinguished.
Yi Qingwu, whose beauty dimmed all women in the entire ancient star domain, broke into the Eight Restrictions Domain and ascended to the ninth small step of the second level of the Immortal Platform. Her ice-like bones and jade-like skin were holy and flawless, revered as a Divine Maiden.
Lu Ya sat in seclusion for four years. When he emerged, nine Golden Crow Ancestor Dharma Bodies appeared behind him, shocking the world.
The Ziwei Divine Dynasty's peerless Heavenly Fate National Master passed away. Before his death, he used his lifelong Dao power to deduce, learning that the dynasty would surely flourish greatly. In the future, a Divine Infant would descend from heaven and become the Divine Lord.
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"Four years, the tides have risen and fallen. So many things have happened, as unpredictable and unfathomable as the vast ocean." Ye Fan sighed. After finishing his meal, he took little Tongtong and headed downstairs.
"That person..." A cultivator stared suspiciously at Ye Fan's back, then looked at the five-year-old child he was holding. The child's flesh was crystalline, causing him to show a look of shock. "Could it be... he's back?"
"Thump, thump, thump..." He quickly ran downstairs to chase after him, but on the street, the person had already vanished without a trace. Others, seeing this, showed looks of surprise and all followed.
"Brother Qi, what's wrong? You just returned from overseas. Did you see an old friend, or perhaps an unparalleled expert like the Three Deficiencies Daoist?"
"If I'm not mistaken, that person from the North Sea has returned. This continent is about to fall into great chaos." The cultivator surnamed Qi had a grave expression.
On this day, an explosive piece of news spread through the eastern Shen Continent: The man who had escaped from the North Sea Eye had returned!
As soon as this rumor spread, the entire world was stirred. It was even more shocking than the news of Yin Tiande riding his ox westward. Countless people in the current era were waiting for Ye Fan's return.
Drawing his bow to shoot Golden Crows, he killed five Golden Crow Princes in a single day, then slaughtered over a hundred Golden Crow experts, staining the North Sea with blood and shaking the world.
Afterwards, he even killed three of the world's greatest geniuses, shattering their invincible auras, shocking the entire world.
Now, this man had returned, appearing on land. How could people not pay attention? All ten directions were shocked. Cultivators across the entire world focused their gaze on the eastern Shen Continent.
Lu Ya, his hair bristling with rage, brandished his Crow Wing Gilded Halberd, bearing the nine Golden Crow Ancestor Dharma Bodies on his back. He roared to the heavens and crossed over to the eastern Shen Continent.
"He not only returned to this world alive from the sea eye but also achieved such shocking battle records..." The Divine Maiden Yi Qingwu murmured to herself. Now, she was stunning the world, the embodiment of beauty and holiness. Many cultivators willingly knelt at her feet.
The moment Ye Fan appeared, he stirred the world's winds and clouds. Everyone on land was watching!
Less than forty-eight hours left, begging for monthly tickets for the last two days of this month.