Chapter 903
They could certainly go head-to-head with the Ancient Holy Body.
On a Five Elements fighting platform, the Dark King Body Wang Chongxiao challenged the Ancient Holy Body Ye Fan, ostensibly to celebrate and offer tribute to the Supreme Zhang Sect of Taixuan Sect.
Fang Yu naturally did not refuse such things—this generation's young ones offered tribute through combat and bloodshed, adding stakes; it would be far better to present treasures like Dragon-Patterned Black Gold, that's true tribute, but unfortunately they seemed to have none.
"Brother Wang, please!"
The one who stepped onto the Taixuan Sect platform was still Ye Fan; now Ye Fan was unquestionably the top among Taixuan Sect's younger generation, and no matter which special physique offered tribute, it was always Ye Fan who stepped forward to handle it.
Of course, he himself also enjoyed sparring with these external peerless geniuses.
"Brother Ye, be careful!"
Wang Chongxiao's body stirred, and behind him appeared a black divine wall, radiating a divine aura; upon this black divine wall were embedded countless weapons and magic treasures, hazy and mysterious.
A purple longsword on the wall landed in Wang Chongxiao's hand, then he brought it down in a vertical slash!
This was an unparalleled strike—the blade's radiance shot straight to the heavens, a colossal violet lightning bolt cleaved down from the sky, brimming with lethal intent, capable of annihilating even a Cultivator at the peak of the Four Extremes with a single blow.
"Is this the Dark King Body? So incredibly powerful!"
"I'm a Cultivator at the third layer of the Dao Palace—I feel I'd have zero chance to resist that slash!"
"That black divine wall—why does he have something like this? Why don't I?"
The Taixuan Sect disciples were stunned, having never expected that Wang Chongxiao's first move would summon a black divine wall—where did this wall come from? Was this a unique trait of the Dark King Body?
"Shua."
Facing the descending purple longsword of the Dark King Body, Ye Fan's body unleashed a blue lotus, wreathed in chaotic mist, blocking before him and instantly freezing the purple longsword in place.
"Chaos-Born Blue Lotus!"
Wang Chongxiao uttered five words, his expression solemn; upon the black divine wall, a portal suddenly appeared, opening a crack—as if connected to the Nine Heavens of the Netherworld, boundless killing intent surged forth.
"Wall of the Dark King!"
Ye Huiling whispered.
"Legends say the Wall of the Dark King buries countless divine ice weapons, capable of piercing through all enemies, unbreakable and unstoppable!"
"Behind the divine wall lies the Dark King's Pure Land—if opened, one can gain supreme power!"
"Within the Dark King's Pure Land, it is said a slumbering deity resides; only those who reach Great Completion of the Dark King Body—or even surpass it—can touch it! Yet now, he has already cracked open a sliver of passage to the Dark King's Pure Land—truly terrifying!"
Some in Zhongzhou were deeply shocked upon seeing this.
This was not merely the Dark King Body's manifestation—it was a heavenly innate technique; once unleashed, it could tower above peers and stand atop the pinnacle.
"Divine Wall Eternal!"
Wang Chongxiao roared.
The black wall behind the Dark King Body erupted with boundless divine radiance; countless divine weapons and magic treasures trembled—violet battle spears, golden seals, jet-black battle halberds—all radiating lethal qi that made every heart tremble.
With so many divine weapons simultaneously drawn from the Wall of the Dark King, they launched the most ferocious assault upon the Ancient Holy Body; dazzling light surged like an endless ocean, all converging upon Ye Fan.
This was an ultimate kill!
"Shua."
Ye Fan did not move, but around him manifested a miniature world—majestic mountains and rivers, himself standing atop them; no matter how fiercely the endless divine weapons raged, not a single hair on him could be harmed.
This was one of the Ancient Holy Body's manifestations: Brocade Mountains and Rivers.
As soon as this manifestation appeared, it directly blocked the Dark King Body's endless divine weapons.
"Weng!"
Ye Fan moved—this instant, he manifested the Divine Sovereign Descending from Nine Heavens; he himself seemed reborn as a Divine Sovereign, charging forward, golden blood qi drowning the heavens, Ye Fan himself like a pure yang furnace, where he passed, countless Dark King weapons turned to dust.
He seemed transformed into a deity, shattering all obstacles; with a mere gesture, five-colored divine light appeared, instantly sweeping away countless divine weapons.
"Bang!"
Wang Chongxiao was swiftly flung backward, his face filled with shock—his opponent's combat power was too terrifying; he had even unleashed five-colored divine light, directly blasting him away.
"Brother Ye, truly formidable."
Wang Chongxiao ceased his attack—if he struck again, it would mean unleashing lethal techniques, a fight to the death.
Today was not the time.
"Brother Wang, you flatter me."
Ye Fan smiled faintly—he had used the Battle Victory Technique to manifest the Five Elements Arts taught by Fangzhang Sect; with a single sweep of five-colored divine light, its power was unimaginable, instantly defeating the Dark King Body.
"Congratulations, friend—Taixuan Sect truly produces talent in abundance."
The old Emperor of the Guhua Imperial Dynasty in Zhongzhou praised with admiration.
"Ye Fan is indeed excellent."
Jiang Shenwang also commended.
"Ye Fan, you are excellent—very excellent. By battling the younger generation, you have brought honor to Taixuan Sect; I must reward you."
Fang Yu nodded, waved his hand, and bestowed over a hundred Pure Yang Elixirs; this torrent of pure yang qi flowed through the void, instantly causing everyone's expression to change, feeling refreshed and invigorated.
"What kind of elixir is that?"
"It's like an immortal pill!"
"Just smelling it makes the body feel comfortable—if I could take such an elixir, I'd surely break through a minor realm in no time!"
"Taixuan Sect's benefits are too good—following Fangzhang Sect is truly limitless in prospect!"
Everyone felt the intense pure yang qi of the elixirs; each pill seemed like a miniature sun, radiating potent medicinal power—even the old Emperor of Guhua, upon smelling it, felt such elixirs would greatly benefit him, seemingly enhancing his physical strength.
He needed these elixirs.
But now, he couldn't bring himself to ask.
After all, these were gifts from Taixuan Sect's Zhang Sect Fangzhang Sect to his own disciples—he couldn't possibly ask for them.
"Thank you, Zhang Sect!"
In the great hall, Ye Fan, seeing Fangzhang Sect himself bestow over a hundred Pure Yang Elixirs, was overjoyed—he knew full well the benefits of Pure Yang Elixirs; with just a few days of consumption, breaking into the next lower layer of the Four Extremes would be no challenge.
The Four Extremities Secret Realm has four minor realms; he is currently only in the first, and if he could break through to the next faster, it would not be a bad thing.
He already felt a sense of crisis, for after shattering the Four Extremities curse and attaining the Four Extremities Secret Realm, he would inevitably draw increasing attention from geniuses; those who arrived now might be peerless geniuses of the Four Extremities Secret Realm, but someday geniuses of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm might come too, and if he encountered some unscrupulous peerless geniuses, they wouldn't hesitate to use their Dragon Transformation slaves to exterminate him, so he must rapidly strengthen his cultivation base.
The Zhang Sect's supreme lord bestowed upon him Pure Yang Pills, which greatly benefited his cultivation base.
All spectators watched as Ye Fan received the Pure Yang Pills, feeling intense envy, but no one dared step forward to challenge the Ancient Sacred Body again; they knew this Sacred Body was truly about to rise, and the royal capital of the Central Continent would soon have a rival.
The Weitaixuan Sect had been bustling for several days, and the Southern Region had grown lively because of it, but the Northern Region would become even more vibrant.
For in these days, new rumors spread: the Zhuduoda Sect had explored an ancient temple in the Taichu Forbidden Zone and returned defeated, suffering heavy casualties.
The Taichu Ancient Mine!
It was a forbidden zone that spanned countless ages; in the Dark Age, the Ancient Cataclysm, and human calamities, its shadow had always been present, leaving behind endless legends.
And in these very days, the many holy sects of the Northern Region had joined forces to enter the Taichu Forbidden Zone, where they engaged in a bloody battle with mysterious creatures inside an ancient temple.
The world was stunned: the holy sects had entered the Taichu Forbidden Zone—this was far too sudden; they must have discovered some earth-shattering secret, otherwise how could they dare such recklessness?
The entire Northern Region was in an uproar, but there had already been signs: a year earlier, beautiful sounds had emanated from the Taichu Forbidden Zone, and someone had seen a peerless woman traveling within it, causing a sensation across the Northern Region and spreading through the Zhuduoda Sect.
From that moment on, the winds and clouds of the world converged upon the Northern Region; whether young geniuses or supreme sect leaders, all began crossing northward.
The Taichu Forbidden Zone must have yielded an extraordinary discovery, for only then would it stir the nerves of so many holy sects.
And besides this, another major event had occurred.
In the Northern Region, the ancient devouring heaven demon pot had emerged, staining the underground caverns with blood, leaving countless experts dead or wounded.
The Devouring Heaven Demon Pot—a sacred weapon of an ancient emperor—its emergence seized everyone's attention; as soon as this news spread, the world trembled again.
Many holy sects went searching for this emperor weapon, suffering heavy losses; numerous tai-shang elders of the holy sects died or were wounded, and the younger generation nearly perished entirely.
The burial grounds of ancient emperors were inscribed with terrifying array patterns; no matter how gifted a genius you were, you could not withstand a single strike—any movement could obliterate all things, shattering them like dry grass and rotten wood.
Had it not been for the critical moment when the Green Dragon King seized the Green Emperor's emperor weapon and the Seventh Great Bandit Tu Tian launched the demon pot in attack, barely carving out a path, not a single soul could have survived.
"Too ruthless—he was a ruthless emperor! He actually forged himself into a weapon, showing no mercy even to his descendants; truly the most unapproachable man of the ancient era!"
"This emperor created the Immortal Heaven Art and extracted a divine embryo from his aging body, refining his old form into a weapon—this emperor lived far too long!"
"The world says ancient emperors never met each other, but now, no one can be sure whether that ruthless one shared the same era as other emperors."
The Northern Region was extremely lively—Taichu Forbidden Zone, Devouring Heaven Demon Pot—drawing the attention of countless hearts; when these rumors reached the Eastern Wasteland's Southern Region, the cultivators who had come to the Weitaixuan Sect to celebrate Fang Yu's achievements now prepared to leave the Southern Region and head northward.
"The excitement belongs to the Northern Region; my Southern Region has always been calm."
At the Weitaixuan Sect, Fang Yu watched as cultivators from major powers took their leave, smiling faintly.
"That's true—the Northern Region has sources and the Devouring Heaven Demon Pot; since the emergence of the Demon Emperor's tomb, my Southern Region has been quiet for a long time."
Ye Fan nodded; he had no objection to extending this peaceful life.
What's wrong with peace? Right now, at the Weitaixuan Sect, he felt the warmth of home.
At the Weitaixuan Sect, he felt his spirit completely at ease.
"I plan to visit the Holy Cliff—will you come?"
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