Chapter 810: The God-Sealing List Overawes Ten Thousand Clans
An ancient scroll traversed the Northern Domain, illuminating the earth, its light so numinous it seemed to pierce through past, present, and future!
It appeared forged from gold, dazzling and resplendent throughout.
Transforming into an eternal sacred light, it came from the Central Province, sweeping across the vast Northern lands at a speed beyond imagination. With a single flash of radiance, it covered tens of thousands of miles, cutting through the mortal world.
This was a divine miracle. It spanned three thousand realms, pierced through nine layers of heaven, radiating an undying divine nature, coexisting with heaven and earth, vying with the sun and moon for brilliance.
"This is the aura of an ancient Great Emperor!" On the lands of the Northern Domain, countless living beings trembled in fear, unable to resist kneeling down.
"A heaven-startling divine miracle! This is a deity manifesting!" Many people shuddered, kowtowing until their foreheads bled, prostrating themselves for a long time, their expressions filled with terror.
The undying divine light pierced through the Northern Domain. Every trajectory was like a heavenly moat, splitting the azure sky, dazzlingly bright, as if spanning eighty thousand years in all directions.
The God-Sealing List, imprinted with the mark of Emperor Wu Shi, transformed into a golden great hand, sweeping across the heavens, startling the entire Northern Domain.
"This is too terrifying. Does humanity truly still have a living Great Emperor?" Within an ancient nest, a group of ancient beings looked up at the sky, their expressions panicked.
"The speed is too fast. It's an unparalleled divine aura. Have we returned to the prehistoric mythological era?" In another ancient clan group, a group of powerful existences also shuddered.
This golden divine list carried tens of millions of Dao rays, pressing down on the nine-layered heavens. Its trajectory was astonishing, raining down boundless auspicious signs, as if reversing time, returning to the primeval age.
The God-Sealing List was like a beam of soaring immortal light, illuminating every inch of the Northern Domain in succession, as if someone had ascended to immortality, utterly astonishing.
Forbidden areas like the Divine Silkworm Ridge and the Primordial Lake were all illuminated. An imperial might rumbled down, shaking these great clans that had produced ancient emperors.
"Chi!"
The ancient scroll rustled as it swept past the Fire Qilin Cave, pausing briefly. It surged with overwhelming chaotic energy, terrifying this ancient imperial clan. Thirteen ancient caves all erupted with vast divine light.
"What is this? Is a human Great Emperor truly manifesting?"
When the golden ancient scroll departed, the Fire Qilin Cave, this ancient imperial clan, wore solemn expressions, all gazing into the distance.
"Wu Shi intended to refine an Immortal-Sealing List to seal immortals, but there are no immortals in this world. Instead, there are ancient beings suspected to be deities, so he renamed it the God-Sealing List. That is that immortal object."
"It rushed above our Fire Qilin Cave. Is this a warning? He... truly lives. It makes one uneasy!"
Soon after, the God-Sealing List entered the Blood Phoenix Seventeen Mountains, likewise raining down tens of millions of great Dao rays, flooding the mountains and valleys, terrifying the imperial clan below.
"Do not revive the ancient imperial weapon. Do not act rashly!" An aged ancestral king stared at the sky, commanding in a deep voice.
The God-Sealing List departed, not lingering long, disappearing into the vast horizon.
On this day, throughout the Northern Domain, the most powerful batch of ancient royal clans were terrified to the extreme, unable to find peace. A golden ancient scroll traversed the sky, manifesting above their tribes.
On the vast earth, countless human cultivators were prostrating in worship, kneeling for a long time, while the ancient clans were panicked, their hearts filled with fear.
Within the Jade Pool, in the grand hall, when people learned of everything outside, they were all petrified, then quickly erupted into a clamor.
The Celestial Prince looked as if he had been punched, the nine divine rings behind his head nearly collapsing. This was truly a resounding slap, leaving him dazed.
Had Emperor Wu Shi been resurrected?
"Impossible!" He didn't believe it. Back then, he had indeed sensed something, noticing the unusual movement on the Dao platform—someone was ascending. How could it reappear in the world now?
Eighty thousand years ago, he was still within his divine egg, but he had a faint perception. That aura was earth-shattering, right beside him. How could it be wrong?
In the grand hall, everyone was discussing. This time, human morale soared, while the various clans were relatively bitter. If a Great Emperor truly still lived, all their clans combined would be useless.
"Unless we enter the Primordial Ancient Mine to pray, but that place is different from the primeval age. No one can enter anymore. An unknown great change has occurred. Does it still belong to the clans?"
The various clans were noisy, all arguing and discussing. Such a great event had an unprecedented impact.
At this moment, if anyone was the most frustrated and tragic, it was undoubtedly the Celestial Prince. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles nearly breaking.
Not long ago, he had gone to the Divine Spirit Valley to lobby, saying that Wu Shi had died young and could not appear in this world. As a result, within a few days, a divine jar had appeared out of nowhere, leaving the name of following Emperor Wu Shi's decree, slaughtering everyone in that clan.
Now, he had declared before the world that Emperor Wu Shi had long since turned to ashes, and immediately, the God-Sealing List flew out to suppress the Northern Domain.
This was truly a slap in the face, and it came repeatedly, crackling without end. How could he bear it? His lungs were about to explode.
The Celestial Prince had never felt so stifled as he did today. He wished he could roar at the sky. This was truly two tragedies.
Undoubtedly, this was a huge blow to his prestige. Even though his father was a deity—the Immortal Emperor—he couldn't afford to squander it like this.
Moreover, not long ago, he had been suppressed by the monkey. Comparing before and after, it was clear that the Holy Prince had gained the upper hand, leaving him burning with internal rage.
"Haha..." In the distance, Duan De was very unkind, staring at the Celestial Prince and laughing without restraint.
"This Celestial Prince is actually quite sharp. He hits the key point every time. If not for the divine jar stunning the world, if not for the God-Sealing List appearing at the right time, he really would have poked a huge hole." Li Heishui sighed.
The few beside him nodded. Even Ye Fan had to admit it. He could only blame the Celestial Prince for being too unlucky. Both times, his words had great destructive power, but they always ended in inexplicable tragedy.
No one understood better than Ye Fan and Duan De that Emperor Wu Shi was absolutely no longer in this world. They had seen the traces of his ascension.
But why the God-Sealing List had detached on its own and shot into the Northern Domain like lightning, intimidating the various ancient clans, was hard to explain for now.
One must know that the Sacred Cliff was fraught with danger at every step, with killing formations personally set up by Emperor Wu Shi. As for peeling off the God-Sealing List, that was even harder. It was an immortal object refined by an ancient Great Emperor, capable of sealing gods.
"Could it be that the Daoist suppressed within the Sacred Cliff has broken free?" Ye Fan's heart trembled, then he shook his head. It shouldn't be him; otherwise, he wouldn't help humanity intimidate the Northern Domain.
The Great Accomplishment Saint Body had stained the stone cliff with blood. Over a hundred thousand years had passed, yet many stone pits remained as blood pools, undried, terrifying beyond measure.
That was the key step in Ye Fan's intimidation plan. In his plan, when absolutely necessary, he would one day lead people to peel off the list and use an imperial weapon to destroy the last wisp of that Daoist's primordial spirit. But he never expected the divine list to fly out on its own.
On this day, the various clans in the Northern Domain were silent as cicadas in winter, truly frightened. The God-Sealing List loomed overhead, cutting through the Northern Domain's sky, surging with the might of an ancient Great Emperor. Who wouldn't be afraid?
"There must be a trick!" The Celestial Prince gritted his teeth, muttering to himself.
But who would listen to him now? Only Yuangu stood by his side. Everyone else had gone to discuss countermeasures.
On the lands of the Northern Domain, every human cultivator was jubilant, boiling with excitement. There was no more heart-stirring news than this.
In the eyes of the ancient clans, humanity was meat on a chopping board, a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered. But among them, a divine lion had been resurrected. This was an earth-shattering reversal.
Within the Jade Pool, humanity had gained confidence facing the ten thousand clans. Ye Fan and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, leaving the ancient hall and strolling by the beautiful mountains and clear lakes.
They saw many acquaintances, nodding in greeting. Now, even the various Saint Lords were very wary of Ye Fan, not daring to act arrogantly.
"Isn't that the Holy Son Yao Guang?" Li Heishui said.
After many years without seeing him, the Holy Son Yao Guang had gained a quality of returning to simplicity. He no longer had the brilliant holy light of the past, only a sense of reality, like an ordinary person of flesh and blood, blending into the natural world.
Without much conversation, the two sides merely nodded across a small lake, passing by each other and going their separate ways.
"This guy is not simple." Duan De said.
He didn't need to say it; everyone present knew the Holy Son Yao Guang was extraordinary. No one had yet tested how strong he truly was, mainly because he was very low-key, with no record of a world-shaking battle.
Soon after, Ye Fan met the Golden Wing Old Peng King. He was even more aged than before, with less dominance and more vicissitude and desolation.
Ye Fan stepped forward to pay his respects. He still admired this old Peng King. He had roamed the world, upright and open, and hadn't shielded his descendant back then. Otherwise, Ye Fan might not have survived to this day.
"Is the Little Peng King brother here?"
"He died two years ago." The old Peng King watched the falling leaves, a trace of sorrow and loneliness in his eyes, his cloudy gaze even dimmer.
"The Little Peng King brother is no longer in this world..." Ye Fan was stunned. Life was truly unpredictable. Such a strong-willed, talented demon hero had fallen.
Back then, the Golden Wing Little Peng King had pushed him to the brink several times, once his most powerful enemy. The Golden Taiji Circle had made a major breakthrough under his Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Art.
Compared to those who schemed, the Golden Wing Little Peng King was more resolute and direct, always fighting openly, never ambushing or plotting against him.
Such a strong Little Peng King, hailed as one of the greatest potentials in the Eastern Wasteland, had died like this—a premature death.
"He was too ambitious. To pass the nine heavenly trials set by our Celestial Roc clan's Great Sage, he forced his way through and ultimately failed."
The old Peng King sighed, infinitely desolate. Losing his most cherished bloodline heir in old age was an unbearable weight.
Ye Fan didn't know how to console him. The path of cultivation was just this harsh and cruel. Time was too merciless. The heaven-defying Little Peng King had fallen like this, a lamentable fate.
As the Ten Thousand Clans Gathering date approached, ancient ancestral kings finally appeared. The Jade Pool shook, divine bells rang long, and everyone went out to welcome them.
Many speculated that if not for the appearance of the God-Sealing List, most of the ancient saint-level ancestral kings wouldn't have come. Humanity truly had no one to hold the fort, unable to stir them.
"Where is the Holy Prince? Do you really think that with the Battle Victory Buddha backing you, you can blaspheme the gods? To insult the Immortal Emperor, you must die to atone for your sins!"
No one expected that the first batch of ancient ancestral kings to arrive would directly demand punishment, wanting to kill the monkey, extremely aggressive.
This was a very beautiful woman, with snow-white skin so delicate it seemed it would break at a touch, a graceful figure, peerless elegance, but she was terrifyingly powerful.
Entering the Jade Pool, she went straight to Ye Fan and the monkey, sneering, "I don't care if you're the human Sacred Body or the Holy Prince of the Battle-Saint lineage. To insult the Immortal Emperor, you will pay with blood."
"Where do you think this is? An ancestral king is nothing special. We can still suppress and kill you!" Ye Fan, using the sacred shell, stepped forward to block her path.
Not far away, the Celestial Prince sneered, standing with some ancient clan beings, saying nothing.
The monkey was very direct, holding the pitch-black wolf fang great club, saying, "When I reach the sage realm, I'll blast you all to pieces!"
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