Chapter 806: The Ten Thousand Clans Grand Assembly
Fatty Duan came over with an extremely annoying grin and said, "Go ahead and hit me hard. I'll let you vent your anger."
"Damn it, Duan De, this is my body," Ye Fan said, grabbing him by the collar, barely restraining the urge to beat him into a pig's head.
He really wanted to kick him wildly with his big feet. This damn fatty was just too hateful; no matter how you looked at him, he seemed to deserve a beating, grinning all the while yet utterly unwelcome.
At the Jade Pool, spiritual peaks coiled with auspicious qi, blessed soil accompanied by colorful clouds, and beautiful lakes steamed with mist—the scenery was like a poem or a painting.
Looking into the distance, the elegance was also infused with a majestic aura: a three-thousand-foot silver waterfall, an eighty-thousand-zhang towering peak, grand and magnificent, like the lofty Kunlun Immortal Realm.
Outside the Jade Pool, from time to time, people descended on auspicious clouds—some were humans flying on swords, others were ancient creatures wreathed in demonic qi, all kinds and varieties.
"At this grand assembly, all the ten thousand ancient clans will come. Are you parading around like this just to court death?" Ye Fan pressed down on his head, trying to forcibly extract his primordial spirit.
"Relax, the first rule of the Jade Pool Assembly is that no matter how great the enmity, no one may cause trouble or engage in conflict here," Duan De resisted fiercely.
Ye Fan was very surprised. This damn fatty actually had an unfathomable air about him, as he hadn't managed to force out his primordial spirit.
"I'll give it back to you later. This place isn't suitable," Duan De said through gritted teeth, clearly under great pressure as well. "Don't waste your energy. No matter what, I, your Daoist master, am someone who broke through and rebuilt, even if in the end I broke again, dammit."
From time to time, various creatures passed by on ancient treasures, casting glances at them when they passed. Before long, someone finally recognized them.
"Isn't that the Human Clan's Sacred Body? He's come too!" Many people were shocked.
"What nerve! How dare he come here? Isn't he afraid of having his tendons pulled and bones recorded?!" An aged ancient creature sneered coldly from a distance.
Duan De sneered back, "I am here, you bastard. Go cool off somewhere else. Although the assembly rules forbid killing, if you piss me off, I'll still blast you to bits."
That ancient creature snorted coldly and turned to leave. He came from a small clan and didn't dare act recklessly here, or if he were truly suppressed by the Western Emperor Tower, no one would stand up for him.
"Enjoying throwing your weight around with my body, aren't you?" Ye Fan's expression was unfriendly, but he didn't immediately take back his physical form.
Because he was already at the great perfection of the second level of the Immortal Platform. Once his "spirit" and "shell" merged, it would immediately trigger a super-massive heavenly tribulation, which was really unsuitable here at the Jade Pool.
And this was also a kind of leverage for him entering the Jade Pool—even if facing an Ancestral King, he dared to trigger a lightning punishment to blast them, making them suffer a saint-level tribulation.
"I tell you, kid, you need to be more decent. The Devouring Demon Jar is on you. What authority do I have? When will you give it back to me?" Fatty Duan argued with conviction.
They walked side by side into the Jade Pool. Ye Fan didn't bother with him anymore, only thinking that if he really needed to undergo tribulation, he'd blast this bastard until he smoked first.
"You have to admit, all the ancient clans have quite distinctive looks. Look over there—there's a dog-headed, human-bodied creature with a pair of pure white divine wings, surrounded by a divine ring. That's really interesting," Duan De commented critically.
"Shut your mouth. If you say one more word, I'll seal your lips," Ye Fan said. This bastard was parading around with his body, attracting hatred, and really deserved a beating.
"Then let's split up. You take your broad road, I'll cross my single-plank bridge. Let's not get in each other's way," Duan De muttered, then fixed his gaze on a figure ahead that looked like a god or demon. "What's this guy's background? Really fierce—four heads and eight arms. Probably not easy to kill."
Clearly, the ancient creature ahead heard their words. With thick black hair, wearing royal clan armor, divine and majestic, his eyes were as sharp as sword beams.
"If you keep jabbering, I won't take the body back. Since I already have a stronger saint shell, the Devouring Demon Jar is mine," Ye Fan threatened.
"Don't do that! Let's just walk around casually, chat a bit. If I say more, you can slap my mouth. I won't resist."
"Damn it, that's my body!"
"Hey, look over there. That's a real god—really fierce, glowing all over. If you hung him up, he could probably serve as a ten-thousand-year ever-burning lamp."
"Your mouth is really cheap. That's a great accomplished king. He'll flay you alive soon."
"Let him flay me. I won't even resist."
"Give me back my body!"
"I was just joking. Hey, look over there. There's a supreme overlord with nine beautiful women's heads but a phoenix body. Unbelievable. Those tail feathers are really beautiful."
"Bang"
Ye Fan covered his mouth. This bastard had no filter, really deserved to be trampled. His mouth had reached a level of cheapness that was almost divine.
"Damn it, don't cover my mouth. I was just saying that a fan made from phoenix tail feathers would definitely be priceless. I once dug up a saint's tomb, but unfortunately, a senior had already visited it. I only saw a stone carving of a precious fan. What a pity." Fatty Duan was like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.
The Ten Thousand Clans Grand Assembly wouldn't start for a few more days, but the Jade Pool was already filled with many cultivators. Races stood side by side, with vastly different appearances. Many creatures looked like gods or demons, quite intimidating.
The Jade Pool was vast, but it had many restrictions. Many areas were off-limits, with the divine might of the Immortal Tear Green Gold Tower cascading down, covering the sky and earth. No one dared to take a single reckless step.
But the area opened up for the grand assembly was also vast. Precious trees flourished, ancient groves spread, spiritual peaks rose one after another, and there were lakes everywhere, with clouds and mists adorning the pure land.
The territory was spacious enough to prevent the various clans from crowding together and causing conflicts.
"Dong..."
The divine bell tolled slowly. A distinguished guest had arrived. Many human sect leaders and ancient creatures went out to welcome him. One of the thirteen cave masters of the Fire Qilin Cave had arrived. Such an identity demanded respect.
This clan, which had produced an ancient emperor, was extremely powerful in the ancient times. They had once ruled the world for a period, and all the ten thousand clans on the earth revered them. No one was unafraid. They had annihilated many clans that dared to issue orders.
"This clan has an ancient heritage. The most terrifying thing is that they have a living ancient imperial prince, their lineage's last resort, personally sealed in divine source by the ancient emperor back then."
People discussed. Now that all clans had emerged from seclusion, many secrets had been revealed.
"The so-called ancient imperial offspring must refer to Fire Qilin Child, right? I wonder if he has come."
"At such a grand assembly, I think he will definitely come."
An ancient creature spoke with reverence. Although they were all ancient races, there were still hierarchies, even differences as vast as clouds and mud.
The human clan couldn't know for sure, but they could infer a thing or two from the offspring of the ancient great emperors.
The direct children of ancient great emperors were all unparalleled figures throughout the ages. When they reached great accomplishment, they were only half a step away from attaining the Dao, possessing unparalleled talent and terrifyingly powerful bloodlines.
These were not empty words, because during the Dark Calamity, imperial sons had emerged, sacrificing themselves to suppress all great chaos.
What a pity for those outstanding talents—they were all consumed in the Dark Calamity. If they hadn't been born in the same era as their imperial fathers, they could have attained the Dao back then.
Now, although these ancient imperial princes had not yet grown up or reached great accomplishment, they had avoided their fathers' era. Sooner or later, they would shock the world.
"Sigh, now you know why I always brushed past the Celestial Prince and Yuangu after provoking them, right?" Duan De was very displeased. "Those bastards are really strong. Even at the same cultivation level, I feel the Sacred Body has no advantage."
Ye Fan was silent. He had never thought the Sacred Body was number one in the world. The bloodlines of the first few generations of ancient emperors were incomparable—there was nothing to say about that. But he believed he could contend with them.
However, he deeply knew that attaining the Dao was not determined by bloodline. Back then, the Ruthless Great Emperor was just a mortal body, yet in the end, she stepped over the bones of all kings to reach the peak, unmatched throughout the ages.
"Relatively speaking, Yuangu is not the most terrifying, because he is the bloodline several generations after the ancient emperor," Duan De said, revealing such a piece of information.
Half a day later, the divine bell tolled again. One of the seventeen mountain masters of the Blood Phoenix Mountain had arrived, with a distinguished and extremely noble status. This lineage had also produced an ancient emperor, dominating an era in ancient times.
In the following two days, the human clan was somewhat embarrassed. So far, only the Barbarian King could still hold the scene; no other king had appeared.
This was indeed an awkward scene. The divine bell tolled every day, but so far, only the Barbarian King among the humans was worth welcoming.
Needless to say, when the grand assembly truly began, some major clans would definitely have ancient kings attending in person. But did the human clan still have saints in this era?
Thinking about this problem, many people lost their confidence and couldn't hold their heads up.
"If only Emperor Wu Shi could manifest himself! Even if all the ancient Ancestral Kings came, it wouldn't matter!"
"Yes, even if the imperial might doesn't appear, it would be fine if a human great sage came in person."
Many among the human clan were discussing this, covering up their current predicament.
Ye Fan and Duan De had been observing carefully, learning about the various ancient clans and comparing their strengths. Calling them ten thousand clans was an exaggeration—how could there be that many?
Two days later, there was a commotion outside the Jade Pool. Although the divine bell didn't toll, many people rushed over, eager to see.
"Who has arrived?" Duan De wondered.
"Let's go take a look," Ye Fan said.
Outside the Jade Pool, a young man walked over. He seemed very calm, but every step he took resonated with heaven and earth, with an inexplicable rhythm.
This was a stunningly beautiful man. His appearance would make many women in the world jealous. He could be called peerlessly elegant, his entire body sparkling and shimmering, divine radiance flowing. Several old servants guarded him.
In Ye Fan's life, he had never seen such a man—even more handsome than Hua Yunfei by a hair, truly flawless, nearly perfect.
The Celestial Prince!
Many ancient creatures bowed together, very devoutly, without any pretense.
This was the direct son of the Immortal Emperor, appearing today. Ye Fan's eyes flickered with light. He had finally seen the only bloodline of the god in the hearts of the ancient clans.
The Celestial Prince was enveloped by a five-colored divine ring, like a son of a god descending to the world. Even his hair seemed crystalline, as he walked step by step.
His eyes were very deep, with scenes of mountains and rivers evolving inside, the passage of time, and various deductions of ascending to immortality—dazzling and shocking.
Ye Fan was astonished. This must be the precious legacy left to him by the Immortal Emperor, priceless secrets.
The Celestial Prince immediately locked onto Ye Fan and Duan De. Light flickered in his eyes, and an old man behind him snorted coldly.
"So the Human Clan's Sacred Body has come too. This time, we haven't missed each other. Let's see where you can run this time!" That old man sneered coldly, with boundless killing intent.
Suddenly, a long roar came from afar, rapidly approaching. But a golden holy light had already arrived before the sound, carrying surging blood energy, swinging a dark gold great staff down.
"Well said! Let's see where you can run this time!" A golden figure charged over, shouting loudly.
"How dare you!" An old servant behind the Celestial Prince stepped forward to block the great staff.
"Pfft"
Without any suspense, when the dark gold great staff swung down, it smashed that old servant, whose strength was unfathomable, into a pulp of flesh, instantly shattering him.
This was actually a golden battle saint ape, dazzling all over, blood energy filling the sky. It raised its head and roared, incredibly fierce.
Ye Fan was overjoyed. The monkey was unharmed and had arrived today.
Everyone else was greatly shocked. The son of the Battle Saint Emperor had arrived, with a noble status. He was coming straight for the Celestial Prince, incomparable to anyone.