Chapter 887

In the land of Shengcheng, Ye Fan's path to breakthrough as the Ancient Holy Body was halted, for the Yaoguang Sacred Sect had lent out its Ultimate Emperor Artifact to exterminate Jiang Shenwang, and the Xuan Sect's Chaos Body had arisen—thus the Ancient Jiang Clan launched retribution against the Yaoguang Sacred Sect.

Throughout the Northern Region, all Yaoguang Sacred Sect shops, stone workshops, and even source mines were forcibly seized by the mighty Ancient Jiang Clan.

As for the Southern Region of the Eastern Wilderness, it was the Chaos Body Fang Yu who went there.

Fang Yu swept his wide sleeves, instantly engulfing the Dragon Transformation Pool's source, Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and Tu Fei, then strode away, leaving behind the vast expanse of the Eastern Wilderness's Northern Region.

He traversed this void using the Great Dao of Three Thousand Paths' Teleportation Art; soon he arrived from the Eastern Wilderness's Northern Region to its Southern Region, reaching the Yaoguang Sacred Sect's base.

The entire Yaoguang Sacred Sect had now activated its mountain-protection array—foggy, hazy, shrouded in mist, concealing countless deadly traps and hidden depths, ready to devour anyone daring to storm in.

Clearly, the Yaoguang Sacred Sect's Ultimate Emperor Artifact was not held by one person alone—it was still under the control of the previous generation's experts. As soon as the Dragon-Engraved Black Gold Cauldron went missing, they immediately prepared for war—but they never expected Fang Yu would arrive so swiftly.

"Can you even stop me?"

A Chaos Tower flew out of the void, rapidly expanding into a colossal treasure that reached heaven and earth; as it stirred, boundless Chaos Lightning poured forth.

Crack.

A sound like something splitting rang out—all mist and array smoke vanished; even the Sacred Artifacts meant to anchor the defense cracked apart piece by piece, revealing the Yaoguang Sacred Sect's true form.

It was a magnificent paradise, yet now every disciple and Elder on the grounds wore expressions of shock—their mountain-protection array had been shattered in an instant; the intruder's power was too terrifying.

"What on earth happened? Why is someone attacking our Yaoguang Sacred Sect? Who dares? This is a Sacred Sect—no one dares strike!"

"This is rebellion! Rebellion! Our Yaoguang Sacred Sect has stood here for countless ages, unmoved—how could we be attacked today?"

"Master Uncle, what happened? That man is terrifying—his treasure is monstrous! Why is he targeting us? Don't we have hidden depths too? Why haven't we unleashed them yet?"

Some young disciples had no idea what was happening—they had been cultivating when suddenly their sect issued an urgent order: today, the sect faced a cataclysmic disaster, and every disciple must fight back with all their might.

This order instantly sparked panic and disbelief—who could possibly dare attack the Yaoguang Sacred Sect? Did they want to die?

"Emperor Artifact! The enemy has brought an Emperor Artifact! All Supreme Elders, quickly deploy our sect's Emperor Artifact to oppose this man!"

Someone screamed, trembling as he felt the terrifying aura descending from the Chaos Tower.

Why hadn't they unleashed their hidden depth—the Dragon-Engraved Black Gold Cauldron?!

"Your Emperor Artifact is here. Your elders may not have told you yet—but your Yaoguang Sacred Sect lent your Emperor Artifact, the Dragon-Engraved Black Gold Cauldron, to the Midland's Dark Night Sovereign, intending to murder Jiang Shenwang and me. This is an unforgivable crime. Today, the Yaoguang Sacred Sect shall be erased from the heavens and earth!"

Fang Yu's cold voice rang out across the scene, revealing the full truth.

"What? Our Yaoguang Sacred Sect did this? Impossible! Why would we target Jiang Shenwang? And why lend our Ultimate Emperor Artifact to some Dark Night Sovereign?"

"Fake! All of this is fake! I don't believe it—our Yaoguang Sacred Sect would never do such a thing! Even if you want to die, don't lie like this!"

"Heavens! I've only just joined the Yaoguang Sacred Sect—I was planning to learn more divine arts—and now this happens? What a tragic fate! Can I quit the sect now?"

A disciple who had only recently joined stared wide-eyed, unable to believe it.

He had passed countless trials to join the Yaoguang Sacred Sect, expecting to cultivate supreme Dao arts and divine techniques—but before he even began, the sect had acted so foolishly as to plot against a Shenwang.

Though he had only just joined, he already knew many figures—he knew that a Shenwang was an extremely powerful physique in the Eastern Wilderness; if fully cultivated, it surpassed even the leaders of major Sacred Sects.

And this old fool of a Yaoguang Sacred Sect dared plot against Jiang Shenwang? Wasn't that suicide?

He had no intention of defending the sect—someone had come to their doorstep; it must be true.

Throughout the Yaoguang Sacred Sect, many were in shock, trying to explain, refusing to believe it—but Fang Yu had no intention of explaining further. His gaze turned to the ancient elders above, their faces dark, and he spoke calmly: "You will not live. You are the masterminds."

"Fight him!"

Dozens of ancient elders' eyes flashed with ferocity; suddenly they linked together, boundless light erupting from their bodies, each becoming like a miniature sun, surging upward in an instant.

But the Chaos Tower poured down torrents of energy, and a single flow utterly extinguished all that light.

Dozens of Supreme Elders were obliterated in an instant—all were Immortal Platform Realm, equal in power to Sacred Sect leaders.

These Supreme Elders were the Yaoguang Sacred Sect's hidden depths—once, they were mighty figures wherever they walked—but now they fell like ants.

"All above Immortal Platform Realm—erased."

Fang Yu waved again; more energy poured from the Chaos Tower, engulfing the entire Yaoguang Sacred Sect. This terrifying treasure unleashed divine might, annihilating every being above Immortal Platform Realm.

All Supreme Elders, hidden Supreme Elders—every one turned to ash.

Less than the time of one cup of tea, every Immortal Platform Realm cultivator here was dead.

The remaining Yaoguang disciples stared in stunned horror, overcome with unprecedented fear—they had never imagined that the Supreme Elders, whom they once saw as gods, would fall one after another like ants.

Fragile. Weak. Terrifying. Fearful.

"That was Supreme Elder Zhi Ming—he once shattered a mountain range with a single strike, terrifying us all—and now a single wisp of aura extinguished all his life."

"Tragic—so tragic. What is our Yaoguang Sacred Sect doing? Why provoke a Shenwang? Why bring this disaster upon us?"

"I'm new here—this plan had nothing to do with me! Elder, please spare the innocent! Don't kill us good people! This is not our fault!"

Some disciples wept; some regretted—but all Immortal Platform Realm beings had been erased by Fang Yu.

If even one escaped, it would be a future threat.

But those below Immortal Platform Realm—he had no intention of killing them all.

"What remains—death is pardoned, but punishment is inevitable. Seal them."