Chapter 881: The Bloody Killing Game Begins
In the Eastern Wasteland, shocking waves surged skyward, ten thousand layers of raging billows rolled forth. As soon as these few pieces of news emerged, no one could remain calm, and many people could no longer sit still.
The Five-Colored Altar had been constructed, and Ye Fan would soon leave this ancient star domain, crossing the heavens to enter an unknown ancient star—this was a great upheaval.
And with the series of events occurring at this critical juncture, people could discern with a little thought that they were related to him. Someone was targeting him.
Lin Jia—previously unknown except to a very few—had been carved into a beautiful jade sculpture. She turned out to be a woman from beyond this domain, stirring many to action. Quite a few people wanted to bid for her.
Soon, someone leaked a secret: this beautiful woman came from the same place as Ye Fan and was an old friend of his from the past.
"Auctioning off this woman at such a critical moment is clearly meant to ignite the rage of the Human Sacred Body, preventing him from crossing the star domain. It is specifically aimed at him."
People had reason to believe that upon hearing this news, Ye Fan would be furious. This truly struck a nerve—it was an almost insulting provocation, treating his companion like merchandise to be sold.
Someone went to verify. The Hu Clan, one of the ten great financial magnates of the Eastern Wasteland, was responsible for this auction, and even the promotional slogans had been leaked.
"An otherworldly fairy maiden, ice-snow intelligent."
"The fusion of different civilizations can spark brilliant radiance, like the fire of wisdom gained from a thousand years of enlightenment."
In the Southern Domain, from that day onward, excitement boiled over. Many people wanted to make a move, all determined to get their hands on her, eager to meddle. Of course, those who had ties with Ye Fan were sweating for him.
This was clearly a trap to lure him in!
In the Central Domain, the situation was even worse. The tear-streaked image of Little Nannan had stirred attention from all directions. Many recognized at first glance that the so-called immortal medicine was the little girl who had once followed Ye Fan—that pitiful little shadow who had disappeared for years and now reappeared.
Ye Fan was about to activate the Five-Colored Altar and cross the starry sky. At this moment, Little Nannan's appearance would surely make him uneasy, forcing him to rescue her. This, too, was a difficult problem.
The Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range was no good place. Ordinary people couldn't enter. It cut across the heavens, with fierce gales howling and Dao winds blowing. Anyone ordinary who went up would be reduced to ashes.
"For the Human Sacred Body, this is a great calamity. Any one of these incidents is enough to make him stop, preventing him from crossing the star domain. Someone wants to keep him here."
"Knowing it's dangerous, he still has to go. This is a great disaster. I really don't know how he'll get through it, unless he has a heart of stone and doesn't save anyone."
Analyzing carefully, everyone could predict that whoever orchestrated these moves would inevitably unite all those hostile to Ye Fan. The Southern Domain auction house and the Central Domain Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range would surely become bloody killing grounds!
Not only those secretly targeting him, but also others waiting to strike would form a combined force, powerful beyond imagination.
In just one night, the atmosphere of the entire Eastern Wasteland changed, becoming suffocatingly oppressive. A storm was about to break!
Not long ago, people were still discussing the mystery of the Five-Colored Altar. Now, things had evolved to this point. All because Ye Fan was about to leave, causing such a turn of events.
"I can already smell the pungent blood, as if I see the glint of blades and shadows of swords, mountains of corpses and seas of blood. I don't know how many will die this time!" an old cultivator sighed. This was an instinctive premonition.
At this moment, everything was calm. Yet people knew this was only the surface. The killing intent would surely erupt fully at some point!
Everyone was waiting, all with a feeling that this would be a wild wave sweeping across the Eastern Wasteland! Some aged cultivators, withered and with one foot in the coffin, felt their hearts tremble and warned those close to them not to get involved. But how many would listen? Who would believe?
At Heavenly Village, Qi Luo's expression was heavy. A shadow of gloom hung over his heart. The situation outside was too unfavorable for the Heavenly Court—or more precisely, for Ye Fan.
"Do you have any countermeasures?"
Ye Fan sat cross-legged on a cliff. Every pore inhaled and exhaled primal essence, making his body like a colored glaze golden body, without a trace of impurity, radiant and shining. He was very calm, saying, "Everything is under control."
Hearing this, Qi Luo nearly overturned the stone table. Angrily, he said, "Under control? It all started because you built the Five-Colored Altar, and you're still this composed?"
"Please rest assured. I know what I'm doing. When the time comes, I'll need your help, Elder Qi," Ye Fan said solemnly.
"Fine. If you're not worried yourself, why should I be? The weather is really nice. I'll go sunbathe." Qi Luo walked down the mountain with his hands behind his back, followed by the chubby little Sparrow.
"Ancestor Qi, that damn fatty has disappeared from the cemetery!" someone below anxiously transmitted.
"What? Damn it! Go chase him down!" Qi Luo couldn't stay calm anymore. He rushed toward the cemetery like his pants were on fire.
It had to be said, Duan De's hobby was quite peculiar. He liked strolling through graveyards. In his words, seeing these ancient tombs and stone tablets gave him a strong sense of familiarity, far better than those gardens of flowers and grass.
He would often wander around the assassin cemetery, making many killers want to chase him to the ends of the earth. They absolutely detested him.
"Indeed, some things are unexpected. We need to plan carefully."
At night, a bonfire crackled. A group of people gathered around the fire. No one was anxious or uneasy. All were calm and composed, making Qi Luo nod inwardly.
"Wu Zhongtian and Jiang Huairen are trapped in Nine Nether Mountain. I don't know if it's true or false, but we have to go check. Brother Heishui, you handle this," Ye Fan said.
This time, there would surely be a bloody storm. They couldn't spare too many people. Ye Fan asked Li Heishui to invite the various great bandits, especially Old Immortal. Even if he couldn't act due to his agreement with the Jade Pool, he still needed to be present to prevent accidents.
That night, Li Heishui left, disappearing under the starry sky.
They discussed for a long time, deducing which enemies would appear. Qi Luo was somewhat uncertain beside them. These people were too calm, showing no worry at all. He couldn't help but admire them.
"Elder Qi, it's time to trouble you. Can you find out the bottom line of the two divine dynasties? Who will act? How strong will the force be?" Finally, Ye Fan looked at him.
Qi Luo pondered. This was a difficult problem. The two assassin divine dynasties were too secretive. No one knew where their ancient halls were. They couldn't even attack them, let alone gather information.
"I have two important chess pieces. I planted them nearly seven hundred years ago and never dared to contact them. Now it seems they'll come in handy."
Everyone was surprised, finding this unexpected. They asked if he could find the highest sacred halls of the assassin divine dynasties. Qi Luo shook his head, saying it would be good enough to find a few small worlds. Forget about their headquarters.
Everything was proceeding intensively. Time was life. In these two days, various forces were moving. Those who wanted to meddle were deploying troops and making arrangements.
Bad news came from the Southern Domain. A branch of the ancient clans was going to act, transporting more than half a square of Divine Source to bid for Lin Jia, clearly opposing Ye Fan.
Another message said that people from Primordial Lake had set out, also heading to the Southern Domain to participate in this auction. This was a major ancient imperial clan. If they got involved, the consequences were unpredictable.
"Heh, Lin Jia is worth that much Source. That means one day, if we sell ourselves, we could fetch a sky-high price too, with so many people watching," Pang Bo mocked, clenching his fists.
As for the Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range, even more people gathered there. The Dao winds made it hard for ordinary people to approach, but many strong ones still came. Some had already climbed up with difficulty, bringing back definite news. The top was filled with the fragrance of immortal medicine. In a brief glance, they saw a little girl drifting with the wind, pitiful and crying softly.
Many people declared they were determined to get this little girl. No matter who she had followed before, they would now go all out to seize her!
"Such big talk! Refining Little Nannan into an immortality pill? Let's see who has that mindset and who wants to make a move!" Big Black Dog sneered.
Finally, Qi Luo brought news, extremely important. As soon as he spoke, everyone present felt their hearts race.
The two assassin divine dynasties were dead set on ambushing Ye Fan this time. They had mobilized a large number of assassins, practically swarming out in full force, chilling to the bone!
The assassin divine dynasty—Hell—had eighteen small worlds, known as the Eighteen Layers of Hell. One had been destroyed when Ye Fan underwent his tribulation. This time, five layers were mobilized. Five small-world lords would lead their assassins out.
The assassin divine dynasty—Mortal World—would have four small-world lords emerge, leading a cloud of assassins to strike directly at Ye Fan. As soon as he appeared, they would massacre him. It was said they held sacred weapons in hand.
Additionally, their divine sons and divine maidens had also been dispatched. These two ancient assassin organizations would stop at nothing to destroy Ye Fan and those around him, leaving them no chance of survival.
Being able to dig up such important information showed how deeply Qi Luo's chess pieces were buried. Nearly seven hundred years, and now they were finally being activated.
"If we wipe out these people clean, it would be like cutting off one leg of the ancient assassin divine dynasties, severing more than a quarter of their strength!" Qi Luo said coldly.
"I wonder who will come, what kind of big shots will meet their doom. Hua Yunfei, Holy Son Yao Guang, the divine maiden, the ancient imperial princes—I hope they all come," Duan De said, loving chaos.
"I just hope Li Gui, Liu Yunzhi, and the others show up. Don't let us down," Pang Bo said.
They discussed for a long time. Ye Fan admitted that as long as he appeared, no matter where, it would likely become the main battlefield immediately.
But after thinking it over, he said, "Let's make the Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range the main battlefield."
Then he began to deploy. He told Pang Bo, Black Emperor, Li Tian, and the others to go to the Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range first, hold everything down, and wait for him to arrive so they could act together.
On this day, Ye Fan, Duan De, and the Monkey set out, heading to the Southern Domain, rushing to the important place where Lin Jia was about to be auctioned.
"Am I going to create too much bloodshed?" Ye Fan muttered to himself on the road.
"It's fine. It's just a bit unkind, not really immoral. Passable, I'd say," the unscrupulous Taoist Duan De commented.
"No big deal. Some people deserve to die!" the Monkey laughed, patting him on the shoulder.
Ye Fan entered the Southern Domain in a high-profile manner, not hiding at all, making it known to everyone. He sent out a message, asking old friends heading to the Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range to show mercy. Whoever could protect Little Nannan would be richly rewarded.
This was clearly a declaration that after rescuing Lin Jia, he would rush to the Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range for a great campaign. Fighting south and north, a bloody battle was inevitable!
"Now I find you're a bit unscrupulous," Duan De cursed, because he knew the inside story.
In the Southern Domain, a great storm was coming. The Hu Clan, one of the ten great financial magnates, was auctioning an otherworldly fairy maiden. The collision of different civilizations was worth a thousand years of enlightenment, tempting many.
And now Ye Fan had arrived to rescue his old friend Lin Jia. There would surely be a huge uproar, impossible to resolve peacefully. Everyone knew a bloody storm had begun!
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