Chapter 1378: Virtual Grave Rift

## Chapter 1380: Fissures in the Phantom Tomb

The ancient continent drifted through the cosmos. A storm of divine power, accompanied by lightning and thunder, surged from a spatial rift, relentlessly bombarding the colossal phantom tomb. Ye Fan, channeling the collective might of the sages, sought to free Pang Bo from his confinement.

From the shadows, cold gazes fixated on the figures on the ancient continent, ready to unleash a devastating strike at any moment.

"Has our Lord not arrived?" the Vermilion Bird Emissary wondered, a hint of confusion in his voice. Before they were subdued by Di Tian, these individuals were all renowned cultivators with astonishing power and profound cultivation, famous along the Human Race Ancient Road.

"Perhaps our Lord has made significant gains within the true mausoleum of the ancient Great Emperor," one of them speculated. They were not eager to act, knowing full well Ye Fan's formidable capabilities. He had nearly killed the Hegemon, and even if he used unconventional methods, it spoke volumes about his strength. Moreover, they knew they weren't the only ones here; others would surely emerge to target the Sacred Body from Burial Emperor Star.

"There's no rush; it's still early. We'll strike at the critical moment, sending him plummeting into the abyss!" the Qilin Emissary stated with a chilling voice. Breaking the seal on this ancient continent was no easy feat and wouldn't happen quickly. They needed to wait for the optimal opportunity to launch a fatal blow.

"He's exceedingly arrogant. Six emissaries urged him to pledge allegiance to our Lord, yet he slaughtered them all. From that moment, his fate was sealed." These individuals harbored deep hostility, lurking in the shadows, quietly observing everything on the ancient continent, awaiting their moment.

"I eagerly await the sight of him being suppressed, to see if he'll regret his refusal to submit to our Lord," the Qilin Emissary sneered.

Boom!

The power surging from the spatial rift grew increasingly violent. It was a chaotic amalgamation of the energies of life and death, the aura of Great Sages, and the divine power of Yin Gods. Various tumultuous storms coalesced, forming a mighty torrent.

Those hidden in the shadows paled. The scene stunned them as the assault grew in intensity, surpassing their wildest imagination. Cracks began to appear at the entrance of the ancient continent.

"How... how did he do it? This is terrifying beyond measure! He actually managed to channel such an ancient deluge! He's harnessing external forces!"

Whether it was Di Tian's top experts or other powerful cultivators, their expressions changed. The magnitude of this surge grew, unfathomably terrifying. Initially, it was merely the aura of Great Sages, but then the fluctuations intensified, equivalent to actual attacks from Great Sages. Moreover, this was not a single force but multiple ones, combined with the power of various spell formations and the law fluctuations of Yin Spirits and Corpse Gods. The entire place was on the verge of collapse.

"Haha!" Pang Bo roared with laughter, finally seeing hope. He had been imprisoned for too long, yearning to break free from this deep confinement. Now the opportunity had arrived; Ye Fan was on the verge of rescuing him.

In the sky, divine energy unleashed a furious bombardment. Within the channel Ye Fan had constructed using dozens of spell formations, immense magical energy surged forth like an ocean, shattering the entrance.

"How could he succeed so quickly? He's truly defying the heavens!" all those in the shadows exclaimed, astounded.

"It's like... having a dozen Great Sages attack! Even if they aren't directly assaulting this place, it's nearly the same! Who could possibly withstand such a formidable assault?!"

Boom!

Finally, someone in the shadows could no longer hold back. They unleashed a Saint King-level forbidden artifact, hurling it directly at Ye Fan, where it detonated in the sky. It was a blinding light, illuminating the cosmos, capable of shattering heavens and cleaving earth. This initial, tentative attack was so overwhelmingly powerful; its true terror was unfathomable.

Buzz!

Ye Fan's eyes flickered, as if tens or hundreds of years had passed in an instant. He gained control of the weapon and redirected it towards the ancient continent. Activating the Soldier Secret Art, he didn't directly oppose it but rather went with the flow, guiding it towards the phantom tomb's entrance, unleashing a dazzling light. The blow failed to injure Ye Fan; instead, he used it, adding a surge of immense power to his efforts.

"We can't allow him to continue! Launch an attack! Stop all of this!" Someone in the shadows let out a cold snort, then leapt to his feet, transforming into a streak of light that shot towards Ye Fan. Undoubtedly, this was a Saint King of unknown origin, who had specifically come to target Ye Fan.

A blinding golden light flashed as Ye Fan's entire body ignited, transforming him into a human-shaped torch. Radiant with vitality, and as swift as immortal divine radiance, he was upon his foe in an instant. He launched a proactive assault, meeting his opponent head-on!

*Thud!*

It was a lightning-fast battle. Relying on his Lineage Secret Art of Movement and his supremely powerful physical body, Ye Fan passed by his adversary. His golden fist shattered the opponent's magical artifact, then crushed their palm. Spiraling magical energy traveled up their arm, reducing it to a bloody mist.

It was incredibly swift. A single powerful blow, directly confronting a very formidable Saint King, was all it took to heavily wound him, almost crippling him.

"Kill!"

From the shadows, several more figures burst forth, rapidly moving to assist, assaulting Ye Fan collectively. At the same time, a peerless spell formation materialized, intending to suppress and seal Ye Fan.

In the void, a white figure flickered into existence. A woman appeared outside the ancient continent; she was Di Tian's White Tiger Emissary, as renowned as the Qilin and Vermilion Bird Emissaries. "Our Lord has found the Demon Emperor's Measure and is currently searching within that grand tomb," she reported.

"Then let's make our move! Now that these individuals have acted, we'll unleash the formation diagram passed down by our Lord. We can surely suppress and slay him!" one person suggested.

"Let's wait a little longer. Such a world-shaking formation must be unleashed at the most critical juncture, to ensure his complete despair and regret," the Qilin Emissary replied.

Boom!

Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar reverberated. A man clad in silver armor, wielding a battle halberd, appeared. With overwhelming magical power and surging battle aura, he caused the ancient continent to tremble.

"Hmm, this person is exceedingly powerful. His aura feels familiar... Could it be the direct second disciple of Qi Tian, the Human Race Dao Protector?!"

"That's right! When Master and I visited Great Sage Qi Tian, I saw this man. It's the Dao Protector's second disciple taking action, intending to slay the Sacred Body! What an intriguing turn of events!" The eyes of the Qilin Emissary, Vermilion Bird Emissary, White Tiger Emissary, and others all showed a strange glint as they observed intently. They knew full well that Great Sage Qi Tian favored the Hegemon. He had once appeared in the Fiftieth City of the Human Race to help the Hegemon Body escape its predicament, and nearly suppressed Ye Fan himself.

Boom!

Another powerful aura emerged, exceedingly formidable. Its form was indistinct, causing the starry sky to tremble. Killing intent seethed, and a vision of mountains of corpses and seas of blood materialized.

"Heavens, could it be the Great Demonic God himself has acted?!" the Vermilion Bird Emissary exclaimed.

"No, his aura isn't *that* powerful. This must be someone else."

None had anticipated that as the Demon Emperor's Grand Tomb opened, a grand battle would erupt on this ancient continent, drawing in such a multitude of masters. In the very next instant, dozens of figures materialized simultaneously. All of them peak experts, they launched a combined assault on Ye Fan.

"With so many attacking, I think his doom is sealed! Let's also act; unleash that fragment of the formation diagram from our Lord!" suggested one of Di Tian's subordinates.

"Good. We can't give him any more time, otherwise this continent truly will be torn apart by that immense power," the Qilin Emissary stated grimly. With a single breath, a formation diagram shot forth. Its sudden appearance ignited a storm of wind and thunder, and it blazed with scorching light, descending upon Ye Fan like a vast sky.

This was a formation of extraordinary power. The moment it drew near, many experts were terrified and horrified. Their hair stood on end, and the killing intent was so potent it caused numerous hairs to simply fall away. Even Ye Fan was astonished. This was undoubtedly a formidable weapon of destruction. If struck, even his Immortal Golden Body would likely not withstand it; his golden blood might spray forth.

"Who dares to borrow our power? How utterly brazen!" At that very moment, from another battlefield, the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum, a cold bellow echoed. A Great Sage had discerned a spell formation outside the grand tomb that was channeling their divine power through a passage towards another realm.

Meanwhile, the battle deep within the Demon Emperor's Ancient Mausoleum was reaching a fever pitch and intensifying further. The Yin Gods launched a fierce counterattack, and four more peak experts, like thunder gods, appeared.

Boom!

The Stone Man, already severely weakened by the Demon Emperor's Measure, was dealt another heavy blow, nearly slain by two Corpse Gods as he was sent flying. Other masters also retreated, unwilling to risk their lives in a true struggle, distancing themselves from the fray.

"Who built such a channel outside the grand tomb, harnessing the power of all the formidable cultivators present? They must have consumed the courage of a deity!"

The retreating Stone Man and some other masters, after determining the spatial coordinates, arrived on the side of the ancient continent confining Pang Bo, with Yin Gods hot on their heels.

Boom!

The appearance of these powerful entities undoubtedly portended a great disaster, causing this part of the starry sky to tremble. The presence of Saint Spirits and Yin Gods of such caliber, especially, stunned everyone into silence. The powerful fluctuations they released even made the fragment of the formation diagram passed down by Di Tian tremble, causing it to deviate from its intended path.

"It's you! You carry a curse! You've slain more than one member of my Saint Spirit lineage!" The moment the Stone Man appeared, he instantly sensed Ye Fan and unleashed a chilling killing intent. Ye Fan had been cursed by a supreme expert of the Saint Spirit lineage. Once his true form was revealed and no longer concealed, and when performing his profound cultivation techniques in battle, he would inevitably be sensed by any nearby Saint Spirit.

"It's you again!" The voice of Qi Tian, the Human Race Dao Protector, reverberated. He too was among the defeated, and upon seeing Ye Fan here, his expression immediately turned grim.

Behind them, a chilling wind howled, and the wails of ghosts and spirits echoed. Two powerful Yin Gods had actually pursued them, leading an endless army of Yin spirits to attack.

"Pang Bo, undergo your tribulation!" At this critical moment, Ye Fan knew he could no longer delay. He transmitted a message telepathically. Otherwise, all his prior efforts would be in vain, and his very life would be in peril.

"Alright!" Pang Bo responded from within the phantom tomb, no longer suppressed his cultivation level, and began his breakthrough. Ye Fan did the same. He no longer restrained his magical energy; his golden blood surged, emitting thousands of blinding, electrified divine rays as he pushed with all his might to break through.

Eighteen ancient characters manifested around him, both in front and behind: nine from the Sun Immortal Scripture and nine from the newly acquired Lunar Immortal Scripture, colliding fiercely. These eighteen ancient characters were profoundly significant to Ye Fan, bringing his Wheel Sea Scripture to grand completion and extreme sublimation, from which he perceived a trace of immortal essence.

Boom!

Lightning crackled and thunder roared. The heavenly tribulation descended with astonishing suddenness and unparalleled ferocity, engulfing the entire region. It wasn't just one person undergoing tribulation; there was another. This dual tribulation's manifestations were distinct, but combined, they were exceptionally terrifying!

Especially Ye Fan's tribulation, which defied all common sense, sending shivers down spines. Upon witnessing it, Qi Tian and the Stone Man's faces turned ashen; they immediately turned and fled. Their hearts pounded, knowing full well that falling into it would have unimaginable consequences.

"Howl..." The two Yin Gods howled in terror, leading their army of Yin spirits in a chaotic retreat. They feared heavenly tribulation even more, dreading such supremely pure Yang energy the most. As for those who had attacked Ye Fan earlier, their hair stood on end; they scattered as if stung by vipers, abandoning all caution and fleeing for their lives.

"Since you're here, there's no escaping!" Ye Fan pursued them with a vast sea of lightning. Indeed, his heavenly tribulation was like a boundless ocean, cascading directly from the cosmos above!

Boom!

Ye Fan descended upon them relentlessly, immediately catching up to the second disciple of Dao Protector Qi Tian—an exceptionally powerful individual, and among the first to attack Ye Fan.

"Ah!" Utterly terrified, he fled with extreme speed, fleeing in the direction his master had taken.

Ye Fan sneered, enveloping the man in boundless lightning. He then continued to pursue Di Tian's fleeing subordinates. These individuals were all his targets, and he intended to eradicate them completely. With their masters and lords nearby, Ye Fan intended to make Qi Tian, Di Tian, and the others watch helplessly, powerless to intervene, as he utterly obliterated these individuals.