Chapter 311

Lin Xian sat high on the throne, his aura restrained, returning to simplicity, as if an ancient True Person was suppressing the precious hall. Below him were two rows, led by the Feng family Saint Master, all of them great beings of the Immortal Platform Secret Realm, with divine might that covered the world and swallowed mountains and rivers!

With Emperor Fuxi's personal appointment, his bloodline was recognized by the Feng family, and from then on, Ye Tianxuan and the Feng clan merged.

The Ye Tianxuan Sacred Land had substance but no name, and the Feng family had a name but no substance; the two merged into one.

Above, there were Emperor weapons and Sages suppressing the foundation; in the middle, there were Saint Masters and great beings fighting in all directions; below, there were heaven-proud talents inheriting the Dao lineage.

From this moment on, Ye Tianxuan was no weaker than any Extreme Dao Sacred Land in the Eastern Wasteland, the Big Dipper, or even the entire universe!

"Saint Son Ye, pious and sincere, came from the other end of the Holy Cliff, bowing every step of the way, just to pay respects to this seat."

The vast heavenly sound rang out. Lin Xian was high above, residing in the precious hall, looking down at the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, and said indifferently: "Since you have seen the Saint Master, why do you not bow?!"

Ye Fan stepped into the precious hall step by step, his expression unchanged in the face of the great being's pressure. Neither humble nor arrogant, he said loudly: "Because I am not afraid!"

"Why are you not afraid?" Lin Xian narrowed his eyes and asked with interest, wanting to see how many means the Ye Sacred Body actually had.

"I am no longer the me I was before!"

Ye Fan's words were clangorous and powerful, his gaze incredibly firm, with the momentum to soar to the nine heavens. He had stepped out of the Holy Cliff of the Undying Mountain, had been through a hundred battles, and had been tempered a thousand times; he was no longer the immature Sacred Body of the past.

Having even fought the Undying Daoist, what opponent would he fear? The majesty of a great being was just a joke.

At this moment, there was no one in front of him; he was invincible, his golden blood energy boiling, as if he were a God of War.

With an invincible Dao heart, Ye Fan firmly believed that there were not many people in the current world who could fight him to a draw!

"Oh? Then I must see how much weight you have, Your Excellency."

Lin Xian raised an eyebrow, looked back at Feng Huang, who was dressed in five-colored divine clothing, and smiled slightly: "This is the Saint Son of my Ye Tianxuan Sacred Land, a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, a hero of the current world."

"A thousand years later, when the Sacred Body is Great Completion, he can challenge the Great Emperor; he can be called the second person under the starry sky!"

"If you want to prove the Dao, you must first defeat Ye Fan."

Five-colored rosy light circulated. Feng Huang was like a fairy in the nine-heaven palace. She raised her head proudly, swept a glance at Ye Fan, and snorted: "A Quasi-Great Emperor is not a Great Emperor; why would I fear him!"

"Good, very spirited." Lin Xian clapped his hands and laughed, looking at Ye Fan, and said leisurely: "Do you dare to accept the challenge? This is the Divine Lady of my Feng family. If you can't beat her, then obediently give up the position of Ye Tianxuan Saint Master; I want to pass the position to her."

A coup, is it!

Ye Fan sneered, looking at the graceful Feng Huang, a trace of pity appearing in his eyes. He stood with his hands behind his back, extremely confident, and advised: "Feng family girl, don't try to be strong and believe the ghost talk of Saint Master Lin."

"He is inciting the Saint Lady to fight the Saint Son, so he can sit back and reap the benefits."

"Cut the crap." Feng Huang was also a heaven-proud talent of a generation, confident that she was no weaker than anyone in her life. Lin Xian, this pervert, was an exception; after all, he was a figure suspected to be an Emperor's son, so it was normal not to be able to beat him.

As for what the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body was, it seemed to be no different from ordinary Kingly Bodies or Divine Bodies.

The era when the nine Great Completion Sacred Bodies were invincible in the world had passed too long ago, and the world gradually compared their invincibility to the God King's invincibility in the Eastern Wasteland.

Little did they know, the former's world was the eight wildernesses of the universe, while the latter's world was the five regions of the Big Dipper.

"You strike first." Ye Fan said indifferently, clearly not putting Feng Huang in his eyes, just treating it as a child playing house.

"Thief, don't be rampant." Feng Huang gave a crisp shout, and her five-colored divine clothing burned like immortal fire, with the momentum of a phoenix striking the nine heavens. Recently, she had obtained Emperor Fuxi's true teachings, completed the scriptures, and vaguely ascended to a higher level, perfecting the divine arts she had created.

Vaguely, the sounds of dragon roars and phoenix cries rang out, making the Feng family Saint Master look sideways, and many great beings sighed in admiration.

"Huang'er, this technique has been perfected to this point; it can be called perfection." A white-haired great being nodded and signaled: "It has already surpassed the successors of many great sects in the Eastern Wasteland; she has the qualifications to become a Sage!"

"Divine arts are indeed mysterious, but in the end, they are just minor details."

"If cultivation is compared to a big tree, one's own Dao is the root, rooted under the earth, incredibly solid. Divine arts and Dao techniques are just branches and leaves, used to prove, to obtain, and to protect oneself."

Ye Fan had practiced the Xing Zi Mi to perfection, his expression calm and indifferent. Walking through the dragon and phoenix slaughter, with every move, he had the demeanor of a supreme Grandmaster, possessing a charm of the Dao being natural.

Watching the clouds roll and unfurl, watching the wild geese fly south, letting the flowers wither—only a Dao heart remained quiet.

He transcended, heaven and man united, the Great Dao was natural, forgetting life and death, sublimating to the extreme!

"Oh no!"

Lin Xian had sharp eyes and saw at a glance that Ye Fan's state was not right; he was not a normal person.

"Ye Fan has fought the Supreme Beings too many times, and he is used to being beaten, forming an instinct. Every battle, he forgets life and death, immersing himself in the most primal fighting."

The prompt sound of System 10086, which did not dare to show its head in the One World universe, finally dared to come out after returning to the Shrouded Heavens universe, the ethereal sound echoing in his ears.

"It's close to the Dao!"

Before the words fell, Ye Fan walked with the stride of a dragon and tiger, several secret realms glowing. The big dragon was like a curve, dividing yin and yang, forming Taiji, shuttling between Dao and reason, invincible to all laws, like a god walking in the mortal world.

Boom—, just a casual strike, the golden blood energy gathered at one point and splashed, possessing the force of billions of jun.

"Crack!"

The delicate body was stained with blood, and the immortal phoenix cried out in sorrow.

It was like a withered tree being broken, without any suspense. Feng Huang flew out like a kite with a broken string.

With just one strike, the most outstanding disciple of the Eastern Wasteland Sacred Land and aristocratic family was left without any power to fight back.

Ye Fan's aura was ancient, like an abyss of the Great Dao, as if an ancient demon king had walked over. It was terrifying to the extreme, making the Feng family great beings frown. He simply didn't look like a person of the current world, not like a heaven-proud talent of the young generation!

"He has created the prototype of his own Dao!"

The Feng family Saint Master's eyes burst with immeasurable divine light, somewhat unbelievable. Only they, the peerless Saint Masters trapped at the ninth level of the second layer of the Immortal Platform, knew the terror of this achievement.

For three thousand years, how many Saint Masters sighed, how many living fossils were helpless. Most sect masters stopped at the eighth small step of the second layer of the Immortal Platform, and a few people were trapped at the ninth peak, which was already incredibly talented and invincible in the Eastern Wasteland.

Immortal Platform, cutting the Dao, cuts off the path forward for cultivators, and there is no more Dao to seek. Many people exhausted their whole lives without any progress.

At this checkpoint, there is not much difference between ten years and a thousand years of cultivation. If one can realize it, if one has great perseverance, perhaps one can break through in one day; if one does not understand, one will be blocked for a whole lifetime.

In ancient times, several heaven-defying geniuses who shocked the past and future all fell at this checkpoint; otherwise, there might have been a few more Great Emperors.

It is even said that a Great Emperor almost fell at this checkpoint. Cutting the Dao has nothing to do with aptitude or talent; the test is a Dao heart!

The more powerful a person is, the more difficult this checkpoint is.

Cutting the Dao to become a King—this watershed, before cutting the Dao, one is just a cultivator; after cutting the Dao, one can call oneself a Dao practitioner.

Feng Huang's gaze was dull, quietly looking at Ye Fan, unable to believe that there was such a person in this world, unable to imagine that this was a young man of the same generation as her.

She created divine arts and was already a heaven-proud talent in the eyes of the world; then what was Ye Fan, who had the prototype of the Dao? A Great Emperor reincarnated!

The gap between the two was like a young man who published his first core paper and was a little famous, thus feeling complacent, facing a big shot who already had scientific research achievements and had established a project independently.

The gap was like heaven and abyss!

"The Dao has strength and weakness, but no high or low."

Lin Xian's calm voice rang out. Step by step, he walked down slowly, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the empty hall, like the sound of a bronze bell being struck, accompanied by the echoing zither sound, surrounded by auspicious clouds.

In the void, black and white chess pieces appeared like little stars, outlining a Taiji diagram, separating yin and yang, like a wheel of life and death of the myriad heavens!

"Young Ancestor!" Feng Huang whispered with a hint of disappointment. After today's defeat, she knew the height of the sky and the depth of the earth, and that the Great Dao was endless.

"When you fail, think of the Luan Gu Great Emperor." Lin Xian smiled slightly.

Feng Huang was stunned and said thoughtfully: "The Young Ancestor means to learn from the Luan Gu Great Emperor's spirit of being indomitable, seeking life in death, and becoming an Emperor after a hundred defeats."

"No." Lin Xian glanced at her and said slowly: "Those who learn from me live, those who resemble me die. There is only one Luan Gu in all eternity. Great Emperors are all unique. Copying mechanically is just looking for death."

"I mean for you to think of Luan Gu—his lover died, his relatives were killed tragically, his master was murdered, his friends were all wiped out, and he was an orphan."

"Think of yourself—your parents are both alive, your family is complete. Isn't this better than him?"

"Ah!" Feng Huang was stunned. Can one think like this? It was truly an unprecedented path.

Ye Fan whistled upon hearing this and joked: "The Ah Q spirit is also a spirit."

Lin Xian looked sideways and rolled his eyes. Hitting Feng Huang—didn't I hit you? Looking at your smug look, it's just a matter of convenience.

"Take this Saint Son Ye, for example." Lin Xian sneered, changing the subject: "He seems invincible in the world, but in reality, he is all alone, even his parents are in another world. Even if he is powerful, so what?"

"So you are also an orphan?" Feng Huang looked at Ye Fan upon hearing this, revealing a trace of pity, and even her hostility diminished a bit.

"I &**%%￥..."

Ye Fan cursed loudly. What do you mean by another world? Is the Primordial Ancient Star another world? It's clearly another star. Saint Master Lin, please mind your wording.

Senior Gai has already successfully recuperated, the starry sky ancient road has been laid, and the five-colored altar is about to be activated. It won't be long before he can take his wife back to Earth to visit his parents.

"Hey hey hey, look, he's angry from embarrassment." Lin Xian shook his head and whispered to Feng Huang: "Be gentler to Saint Son Ye in the future."

Feng Huang also nodded in cooperation.

"Enough!"

Ye Fan laughed in anger, knowing that arguing with someone like Saint Master Lin would only make things worse. He decided to be decisive and shouted angrily: "No more talk, Saint Master, make your move!"

"After the Desolate Ancient era, there are no Emperors in the world, and no Sages among men. Little Ye Fan, ridiculous, ridiculous."

Lin Xian stood with his hands behind his back, using one hand to fight, and said proudly: "You can try it. Even if I carry the life forbidden zone on my back, needing one hand to fight the dark turmoil, my Sacred Body is still invincible in the world!"

Ye Fan:???

Is Saint Master Lin's brain malfunctioning? This is his line!

Even stealing the Sacred Body quotes—Saint Master Lin is too inhuman.

"The Saint cannot be insulted!"

Lin Xian coughed, glanced at the Ye Sacred Body, and said slowly: "I have the Innate Dao Diagram, standing in an innately invincible position. What capital do you have?"

What capital?

Mentioning this, Ye Fan immediately let out a strange laugh. Saint Master, do you know how I spent these days on the Holy Cliff?

Day after day of tempering pushed Ye Fan's potential to the extreme. He was now stronger than ever before.

At this moment, his aura was no longer hidden and was revealed.

Dragon Transformation, third change, eight-forbidden realm!

"I am at the third change of Dragon Transformation; I shall suppress all enemies."

Ye Fan said indifferently. It was not arrogance, but a kind of confidence; it was not a declaration, but a fact.

Standing in the eight-forbidden realm, he could not only fight the Immortal Platform Secret Realm but could kill half-step great beings.

This is the capital the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body is most proud of—a peerless physical body, comparable to a Saint Master-level figure!

Conversely, Lin Xian had always been at the first change of Dragon Transformation, immersed in the cultivation of the One World method, and had not made much breakthrough in the secret realm method.

Three changes fighting one change—the advantage is with me!

Ye Fan stepped on the Xing Zi Mi, as if transcending time, evolving the Taiji dragon shape and killing his way up, attacking Lin Xian with lightning speed.

Lin Xian raised an eyebrow, lotus flowers blooming with every step, touching the universe, leaping out of the Feng family divine island like a bolt of lightning, heading to a nearby battlefield to collide.

"Boom!"

Like gods colliding, Kings competing, countless mountain ranges collapsed because of it, and the earth was shattered piece by piece.

Ye Fan let out a long whistle, brilliant immortal light bursting from his eyes. He knew that Saint Master Lin had a similar foundation to him, and his only weakness was his physical body and combat experience.

In the past, facing the Innate Dao Diagram, he was afraid and didn't dare to step forward, unable to break that shackle.

Now that he had even fought the Undying Daoist, what was there to fear about the Innate Dao Diagram?

In an instant, the Ye Sacred Body's body flew away like light, many visions united—chaos giving birth to green lotus, Immortal King descending to the nine heavens, and even a magnificent small world appeared, opening up the nine heavens, entangled with chaotic aura.

In an instant, he was truly like a peerless Immortal King, a supreme god killing his way from the nine heavens!

The first battle is the decisive battle; one battle determines the universe.

"Sacred Body, Desolate Ancient Sacred Body..."

Lin Xian laughed. In this day and age, who isn't a Sacred Body? If he didn't have the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, how could he fight Han Guang?

You must know that that is a genuine Dharma Body Human Immortal.

Only the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and standing in the eight-forbidden realm, is qualified to be called an external Dharma Body, and is qualified to meddle in the Dharma Body battle, rather than being shaken to death by the aftermath.

He also had golden blood energy gushing out. Facing the lunging Ye Fan, he didn't hide or avoid, but just operated the Lei Jie Zi Mi, increasing his combat power tenfold, allowing himself to also step into the eight-forbidden realm.

Immediately after, Lin Xian pinched the Dao seal, and all kinds of laws turned into flower petals, flashing with brilliant light, finally uniting. At his fingertip, a chaotic green lotus bloomed, pregnant with the aura of opening heaven and earth—Chaotic Green Lotus Emperor Fist.

Sacred Body fighting Sacred Body, Green Lotus Immortal King attacks!

"Boom—!"

Heaven and earth were about to shatter. A piece of the Feng family divine island shook down, like a continent descending from the sky, but it could not cover up Ye Fan's battle roar: "Both in the eight-forbidden realm, and my realm is higher than yours. Saint Master, what are you using to win this time?!"

"Even with the Innate Dao Diagram, it won't work!"

A cold light arrived first, then the spear shot out like a dragon.

All laws were broken, the green lotus withered, the Dao Diagram shattered, like the most gorgeous petals scattered in the mortal world. Ye Fan broke through layers of restrictions, pinched a flower with one finger, and hit Lin Xian.

"Cough cough..."

In an instant, Lin Xian was injured, coughing blood and retreating. The sacred blood flowed out from the finger mark, incredibly brilliant gold, incredibly fragrant, comparable to the great medicine of the mortal world.

Ye Fan's pupils shrank, his gaze full of disbelief. How is it possible? How could it be like this!

His realm was higher than Saint Master Lin's; this strike should have pierced through his physical body; it should have ended the battlefield.

However, at this moment, although Lin Xian retreated, he still had the strength to fight; he only suffered a minor injury.

At this very moment, that smear of golden blood was extremely eye-piercing.

It looked strangely familiar. This aura, this fluctuation, this kind of Great Dao fragment.

This is the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body!

"Ye Sacred Body, you just asked me how I win?"

Looking at Ye Fan, who was close at hand, Lin Xian coughed up blood, but the corners of his mouth hooked into a meaningful smile, his eyes revealing a look of pleasure, and he said: "It's very simple, I'll just undergo the tribulation."

Undergo the tribulation?

Undergo the tribulation!

Undergo the tribulation as a group?!

Ye Fan was stunned at first, and then his expression changed wildly, wanting to distance himself from Saint Master Lin. However, Lin Xian had planned this for a long time, and how could he let the Ye Sacred Body escape?

He saw a black hole appear in his palm, a Great Dao treasure bottle hanging high above his head, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art appearing in the mortal world again, firmly sucking Ye Fan in.

Then, Lin Xian let out a long whistle, chanting in his mouth: "The sparrow has the ambition to display the Daoist Kunpeng, soaring straight up to the nine heavens, the twelve-story building looks at the Jade Capital, a decree of cinnabar descends from the Yao Heaven!"

Boom—, endless lightning, ten thousand zhang of purple light, completely drowned heaven and earth. The sea of thunder was one layer after another.

Lin Xian had accumulated his foundation too ruthlessly. Now, exhaling in one breath, he underwent nine tribulations!

(End of chapter)