Chapter 1304: Ancient Well Chaos Cause

Book Title: Chapter 1305 – The Cause of the Ancient Well’s Turmoil

The Old Madman was burly and majestic, now appearing to be in his thirties, in the prime of his life. His black hair cascaded like a waterfall, and his eyes were deep, making him resemble a god or demon. His Five Great Secret Realms glowed, astonishing the heroes. Each realm was crystalline and brilliant, containing an immortal cocoon—a truly peculiar sight.

In an instant, everyone's hearts trembled. This was a path he had forged himself, a period of dormancy and metamorphosis. Once he broke free from the cocoon, it would undoubtedly bring about dramatic changes and eclipse the world!

Mist swirled, and immortal flames surged. Cang Yan stood amidst the fiery haze, his true form obscured, yet he was incredibly intimidating, like a demonic overlord standing between heaven and earth.

“All five of your Secret Realms contain cocoons, but I wonder if you’ll ever get the chance to break free,” the Fire Clan Sacred Spirit, Cang Yan, said coldly.

Upon hearing him, everyone became even more convinced that the immortal cocoons in the Five Great Secret Realms were extraordinary. Even a peerless Sacred Spirit showed apprehension, highlighting the terrifying nature of this path.

“Cough…” The Stone Man Ao Mang coughed up blood. Although he had reassembled his body, he was severely weakened, his essence unstable. He boasted of being unrivaled among his peers, yet he had been pierced through by two punches, leaving him utterly humiliated and wishing for self-destruction. Had it not been for Cang Yan's astonishing cultivation, reciting ancient scriptures and wielding the power of Heaven's Theft to prolong his life, he would likely have perished.

“Make your move!” the Fire Clan Sacred Spirit, Cang Yan, coldly commanded.

The Old Madman stepped forward, his Five Great Secret Realms blazing even brighter, emitting resonant chants that made him appear as majestic as a god of war.

Ao Mang turned away. The ensuing battle had nothing to do with him; it was a confrontation between even mightier figures. He could only retreat, filled with reluctance and frustration.

Everyone held their breath, consumed by extreme tension. This battle concerned the rise and fall of several races in this starfield, all resting on the upcoming pinnacle confrontation.

“Boom!”

The Old Madman made his move. This time, it wasn't with a punch; his brow glowed, and a brilliant light surged forth—this was his Dao technique. A youthful Old Madman, riding an ancient war chariot, burst from his brow, unleashing monstrous killing intent. Wielding a cyan halberd, he cleaved mountains and rivers.

The Old Madman's Dao technique, like his invincible fist intent, was equally unparalleled. From his Immortal Platform, a youthful Old Madman manifested, radiating heroic vigor, sharp and formidable, charging forward with immense power. In front, the flames and luminous mist were instantly scattered. The ancient war chariot rumbled, crashing towards the Fire Clan Sacred Spirit, Cang Yan, while the halberd in the heroic youth's hand cleaved downwards.

Within a terrifying radiance, endless Dao marks interconnected, wave after wave, like a shimmering sea under the moonlight. This was a world-shaking battle, a clash of Dao techniques, violently colliding. They continuously ascended, melting the outer cosmic expanse into chaos.

The Fire Clan Sacred Spirit, Cang Yan, unleashed powerful attacks. Ten thousand runes appeared on his two flesh-and-blood arms, forming chains of divine order. He resembled an immortal phoenix reborn from fire, battling the youth. The ancient war chariot emitted chanting sounds, swiftly vanishing and transforming into wisps of Dao patterns. Simultaneously, the imposing youthful Old Madman stretched out his arms, soared into the sky, and transformed into a Kunpeng, spanning the nine heavens!

An immortal phoenix and a Kunpeng battled fiercely. The vast sky was shattered and desolate, filled with chaotic mist, as if creation itself were unfolding.

This was a world-shaking battle!

“Buzz!”

The cosmos vibrated violently, as if a tattered cloth were being stretched open and torn apart. The entire ancient star also trembled. Cang Yan’s body vanished, transforming into a blaze of fire, moving at extreme speed, enveloping the Kunpeng. Simultaneously, a portion split off, surging towards the Old Madman’s true body.

At this moment, the Old Madman displayed a terrifying speed that startled even Sacred Spirits. His 'All-Movement' Secret Art, unparalleled in the world, allowed him to instantly surge past, evading the immortal fire and mist. With a long roar, the Kunpeng merged with the Old Madman’s true body, re-forming into a heroic middle-aged man, exuding monstrous battle intent.

Crack, crack…

A world-shattering thunderous explosion erupted, terrifying everyone. Deep within the cosmos, asteroids exploded one after another, all pulverized! This was the very location where the Kunpeng and the immortal phoenix had just battled. Its destructive power had spread so far, capable of shattering the starry sky and obliterating stars—truly astonishing.

Everything fell silent. The Old Madman stood majestically in the sky, his Five Great Secret Realms gleaming with immortal light. The cocoons within were incredibly mysterious, like a bright moon or a blazing sun. Mist swirled, immortal flames surged, and the Sacred Spirit Cang Yan also reappeared. No emotions were discernible on his face, yet one could sense his extreme solemnity.

“He withstood Cang Yan, a peerless Sacred Spirit with the potential to become a Quasi-Emperor, yet our human race’s supreme expert remains unaffected!” people cheered.

To be able to fight a Sacred Spirit and not be defeated was considered a tremendous honor, a testament to the terrifying standing of this race in people's minds. The Old Madman’s Dao technique was equally invincible, no weaker than his fist intent, capable of battling Cang Yan.

“Truly a peerless hero! Just now, he pierced through a Stone Man Sacred Spirit with two punches, and now he’s resisting an even stronger Fire Spirit. He is truly unmatched in the world,” people exclaimed, believing the Old Madman could withstand this Fire Spirit.

However, Ye Fan frowned. Only he knew how perilous this battle truly was, far from as easy as people imagined. When the Old Madman fought, he often decided victory within a few moves, just as when he dealt with the Stone Man Ao Mang. Two invincible punches were unleashed, surpassing thousands of ordinary strikes. It wasn't a simple victory; those two punches contained all his Dao power and his invincible will, far exceeding a bloody struggle. After all, that was a Sacred Spirit!

The power of Sacred Spirits was deeply ingrained in people’s minds. They were protected by the heavens from birth, and once they emerged, few could contend with them. Their formidable reputation had echoed through the ages. At this moment, the Cang Yan the Old Madman faced was even stronger. Ye Fan was naturally worried; the Fire Spirit was undoubtedly a formidable opponent, and even someone as powerful as the Old Madman couldn't guarantee a decisive victory.

“As a master of your caliber, you should understand all of this. No one can stop this now. Besides Ao Mang and me, there are several ancient evil gods battling in this starfield, and the ancient path has been severed in multiple places. Do you still wish to defy the great trend?” Cang Yan said coldly.

At Great Moon Slope, both humans and beast races changed color, feeling a wave of oppression. The evil gods were ancient powerhouses of other races, most likely no weaker than these two invincible Sacred Spirits. If that was the case, this starfield was truly in danger!

“Indeed, these ancient evil gods lent us their forces, naturally with their own schemes. Even if your human race is powerful, you cannot withstand the combined assault of all races!” Ao Mang said chillingly from behind.

“More talk is useless. Fight!” The Old Madman was decisive, launching his offensive once more.

He expanded his form, and his entire physical body underwent a strange transformation, flowing with runes that coalesced into the character 'Immortal' behind him!

“Rumble!”

He attacked with supreme power, his physical body merging with the 'Immortal' character. His divine might was unparalleled, as if he meant to overturn the entire cosmos. The Old Madman was like an immortal venerable descending upon the world. Whether it was his Dao technique or his physical fist power, he was world-shattering and unstoppable!

Cang Yan roared, his body radiating immortal light. His form disintegrated, transforming into wisps of flame that permeated every inch of space, allowing the Old Madman to pass through without harming him.

“No good!” Everyone's expressions changed, and cold sweat broke out. The Old Madman’s victory or defeat concerned the lives and deaths of all beings on this ancient star.

Ancient runes appeared, countless and dense. This was the Fire Clan Sacred Spirit's innate forbidden art, capable of incinerating the Nine Heavens and destroying three thousand realms—a supreme profound technique. Cang Yan himself was disintegrating, transforming into primordial immortal runes, severing all. Throughout heaven and earth, he was omnipresent. Every wisp of immortal fire became an ancient rune, dazzling and brilliant. These were all him; he could re-coalesce at any moment to reveal his true form.

Amidst the wisps of immortal light runes, the Old Madman remained unharmed. The 'Immortal' character behind him shone brightly, capable of obliterating all obstructions! Moreover, Dao patterns emerged beneath his feet. He moved between the various runes, clashing with the fiery symbols. Time around the Old Madman seemed to still, and space twisted. His every movement was slow, yet he acted with unwavering resolve, severing wisps of immortal mist. This was the power of the 'All-Movement' Secret Art among the Nine Secrets!

A streak of blood splashed high. Cang Yan reappeared, several terrifying wounds on his chest. Flames were missing there, having been obliterated by the Old Madman. A pillar of fire soared skyward as Cang Yan ascended into the cosmos. The Old Madman also rose into the air, instantly disappearing into the dark starfield. They went deep into the universe for their decisive battle.

Though Ye Fan believed in the Old Madman’s power, he still harbored some hidden concerns.

Just then, a divine thought resonated. Daoist Qing Huang sent a telepathic message to him, saying, “Several evil gods have emerged. They are peerless powerhouses from various races, no weaker than Sacred Spirits, and might possess Extreme Emperor Weapons. The Green Bronze Cauldron must not appear; don't let them see it. Guarding the Divine Ghost Burial Ground is doing your utmost already…”

Beneath the ancient well lay something extraordinary, something the Sacred Spirit lineage was determined to acquire, and the ancient evil gods also wished to partake. However, the most detailed records regarding this demonic well were found in a rare ancient human scroll. The human race understood it more clearly than they did. The ancient well indeed contained something the Sacred Spirits needed, but acquiring it would exact an extremely painful price. There were terrifying things inside!

The human race’s protectors had long planned: if they couldn't defend the withered well, they would let others open it. Perhaps this could be used to deplete two or three Sacred Spirits or evil gods.

“There are several such ancient wells on the ancient starry road. Their existence is a highly uncertain factor, and some human powerhouses also wish to use their opening to permanently resolve the issue.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan felt a chill, sensing a conspiracy—a trap set by the human race.

Daoist Qing Huang said, “Of course, benefits and drawbacks coexist, almost in equal measure. This is why the human race’s protectors have been slow to make a decision.” In this era, the human race was flourishing. Along this ancient path, strong individuals emerged in droves, achieving brilliant feats. They aimed to resolve some ancient lingering issues during this golden age.

“Originally, the intention was to bless future generations, but they unexpectedly became several demonic wells. We will allow the Sacred Spirits and evil gods to open them, using their power to eliminate some crises. Afterwards, we will choose the right moment to strike. Even so, the outcome of this battle is unpredictable,” Daoist Qing Huang said.

Ye Fan knew well that the other party could only inform him because he possessed the Green Bronze Cauldron. Otherwise, with his current cultivation level, he wouldn’t have been qualified to know.

“Senior, are you alright?” Ye Fan asked. He strongly suspected that the old Daoist’s defeat might have been feigned.

“I am old; I truly am not his match. If I were five hundred years younger, perhaps I could contend with him. After all, he is a Sacred Spirit; how many can suppress one? Such instances have been rare throughout history,” Daoist Qing Huang said wistfully, with a hint of sadness, lamenting his aging years, declining vitality, the irreversible departure of his peak, and his descent into old age.

Suddenly, the heavens and earth trembled violently. Ao Mang cast a chilling gaze this way, walking step by step, his killing intent fully revealed, staring at Daoist Qing Huang. “My battle with you is not over yet!” he declared. He intended to resolve everything on this battlefield first, while the Old Madman and Cang Yan were fighting in the outer reaches.

“Senior…” Ye Fan’s face showed concern.

Daoist Qing Huang said, “His injuries are severe; it’s unknown if he will survive. Though I am old, holding off such a Sacred Spirit is still no problem.”

The great battle began anew!

The Emissary of the Human Race’s Tenth City, along with Tyrant Dragon Tuo Lan and others, also launched a combined attack, assaulting the Stone Man Lun Duo!

Ye Fan looked towards the withered well, fixing his gaze on Mo Pu. This time, with Fire Spirit Cang Yan not present, he strode forward, charging directly at him. “You claim Sacred Spirits are invincible at the same cultivation level. Today, our human race will shatter your proud myths one by one!” he roared.

Mo Pu’s face turned ashen, and he said coldly, “Your human race is incapable!”

“I’ve already killed a Stone Wolf and the Stone Man Wu Gu. Do you think we are capable or not? If not, I’ll blast you apart too!” Ye Fan retorted indifferently.