Chapter 176: Eight God Savage Power

The fourteen blood-red banners fluttered, covering the sky and sun like the primordial chaos at the beginning of heaven and earth, completely shrouding the firmament. The two Supreme Elders of the Yaoguang Holy Land charged left and right, but found it difficult to break out of this bloody area.

The banners unfurled, each soaring a hundred zhang high. With every sway, they unleashed streaks of sword light, irresistible and sharp enough to eclipse the sun. "Jiang Yi, your cultivation has reached such a level that only divine source is useful to you. Plundering Yaoguang's source regions extensively is completely meaningless."

Just as one of the Yaoguang Holy Land's Supreme Elders spoke, a sharp sword light illuminated the sky like a flash of lightning, instantly severing a corner of his sleeve. "You..." His expression turned grim. "I can exchange source for what I need," Jiang Yi said calmly, seated on his Suanni beast, slowly moving his hands. The fourteen blood-red banners, like a surging flood, vibrated violently and rapidly changed positions.

Jiang Yi's hands seemed to possess endless magical power. Though his movements were slow, the terrifying pressure they exuded made hearts palpitate, resonating with the fourteen banners. "Boom!"

The void erupted, as if a colossal millstone rumbled across the high heavens, and the expressions of both Yaoguang Holy Land Supreme Elders changed.

Powerful as they were, they swayed in the sky like duckweed in a raging sea, unable to stabilize themselves.

The fourteen blood-red banners vibrated fiercely, clanging with incomparable might, seemingly capable of tearing apart the firmament with their immense power.

"Entering God's Savage Might!" The two Supreme Elders of Yaoguang Holy Land were astonished. Jiang Yi's hand movements became increasingly slow, but the energy he exuded grew even more terrifying.

Those hands possessed a demonic quality; the firmament trembled because of him, the void continuously collapsed, and under this demonic power, the fourteen banners became like fourteen blood-gods, exuding overwhelming might. "Boom!"

One of the Yaoguang Holy Land Supreme Elders, caught off guard, had half of his clothes shattered by a direct impact from one of the banners. His face turned ashen, and his body swayed.

"He has actually cultivated the Jiang family's Eight God's Savage Might to such a level..."

This came as a surprise to the two Supreme Elders of Yaoguang Holy Land.

Entering God's Savage Might is a top-tier divine power for controlling artifacts, possessing a demonic nature. Once cultivated to its peak, it becomes virtually unstoppable, capable of breaking through anything. This supreme secret art is a unique skill from the Jiang family's ancient scripture, much like the Ji family's Void Great Handprint, serving as a peak secret art within their respective ancient scriptures.

Jiang Yi's hands moved slower and slower, eventually almost freezing in mid-air, yet this made them even more terrifying, as if eight true gods were exerting their brute force.

This expanse of sky became like a swamp, or a demonic force field, causing the two Supreme Elders of Yaoguang Holy Land to move increasingly slowly, on the verge of being bound there.

Meanwhile, the fourteen banners, wreathed in surging blood-flames, forced the two men closer and closer, shrinking their available space.

"Boom!" Just as Jiang Yi's hands almost came to a complete halt, he suddenly shook them.

The space in front instantly collapsed; the fourteen banners violently shook, and the Eight God's Savage Might, like countless surging waves, overwhelmingly powerful, directly sent the two Supreme Elders flying.

"You—"

The two Supreme Elders of Yaoguang Holy Land both had a trace of blood at the corners of their mouths, revealing shocked expressions.

"Entering God's Savage Might is indeed terrifying, worthy of being called a supreme secret art. However, if this is all you've got, you probably won't be able to kill us, and you might even lose your own life!" Their expressions turned cold, and their voices were low. Being forced to vomit blood by Jiang Yi made it difficult for them to remain calm.

"Kill me? Come and try!" Jiang Yi sat unmoving on his Suanni beast, his hands beginning to move again.

At the same time, the two Supreme Elders of Yaoguang Holy Land, one offered a purple-gold gourd, the other a bronze bell. Both artifacts hovered above their heads, sending down streaks of auspicious light that enveloped them like a curtain or an umbrella.

The sword lights vibrating from the fourteen banners, though dazzling, could not approach them at this moment, unable to strike near them.

As the three powerful cultivators clashed, the firmament suddenly erupted, as if the Milky Way was pouring down, a brilliant display, and destructive aura engulfed the area.

The ground below was affected, but one banner, a hundred zhang tall, was plunged into the earth and rocks, emitting streaks of blood-red light that enveloped thousands of mortals, ensuring no one was injured. "Entering God's Savage Might..." Ye Fan looked up at the sky, muttering to himself. He recalled some records from the "Records of the Grand Historian: Fengchan Book." "'Entering the Gods': First, the Heavenly Lord, worshipped at Mount Tai. Second, the Earth Lord, for heaven prefers yin, worshipped beneath a high mountain and atop a small hill, called 'Qi'. Third, the Lord of War..."

Not long after, strange beasts roared, and dozens of riders charged forth. Jiang Yi's subordinates returned, laden with spoils, having plundered a large quantity of source. "Boom!"

Jiang Yi activated the Eight God's Savage Might, violently shaking his hands in the void, immediately repelling the two Supreme Elders. "Go!"

He and the riders soared into the sky, while the fourteen blood-red banners held back the two Supreme Elders, preventing them from giving chase.

On the ground, four banners pulled free from the earth and departed one after another.

Finally, the remaining fourteen banners also vanished, their blood-red light obscuring the sun as they pierced through the sky.

The two Supreme Elders pursued relentlessly, unwilling to let them go. At the same time, shouts of battle echoed from the horizon; reinforcements from Yaoguang Holy Land had arrived.

The area of a hundred thousand li around the Primordial Ancient Mine was evenly divided among the various Holy Lands of the Eastern Wasteland. Yaoguang Holy Land had several source regions there, each guarded by powerful experts. Unfortunately, Jiang Yi was well-prepared. With a single strike, he fled far away, opening a spatial gate, completely disappearing without a trace. In the end, the Supreme Elders of Yaoguang Holy Land returned without success, their faces all grim. Ye Fan secretly clicked his tongue in amazement; the Thirteen Great Bandits were too arrogant, daring to rob even a Holy Land.

In fact, each of the Thirteen Great Bandits had an extraordinary background: some were powerful individuals from the Eastern Wasteland who had rebelled against their Holy Lands, some were mighty figures from the Central Plains who had wandered there, and others were grand cultivators who had fled from the Northern Desert.

This turmoil quickly subsided. The newly arrived thousands of mortals were dispersed and assigned to various areas within this source region. Although it was their first time here, it was difficult to feel any novelty; desolation was the unchanging theme. Low stone houses, reddish-brown earth and rocks, and vast mining areas lacked vitality. In the distance, the source miners worked robotically, their faces expressionless, entering and exiting the mineshafts, extracting blocks of source. They were almost numb, showing no reaction to the arrival of newcomers, as if they had lost their souls.

Many felt a chill in their hearts: was this a glimpse into their future? Monotonous labor, repetition day after day, turning them into walking corpses... Within three days, Ye Fan learned a great deal.

Usually, mining source was nothing more than physical labor, but if something sinister occurred underground in the mine, it became extremely dangerous. Not to mention mortals, even powerful cultivators would find it hard to survive. Very few people could survive for ten years, and even fewer returned to the Southern Domain with a large amount of gold coins.

Ye Fan frowned. The surroundings were covered in dense Dao patterns, isolating them from the outside world. They could only leave during special periods. Escaping, he feared, would require considerable effort. He wasn't anxious, for this place was a veritable treasure trove. Source stones were buried underground, and if he could gather them for cultivation, it would surely yield twice the results with half the effort.

In this region, his only apprehension was the Yaoguang Saintess. If Yao Xi were to come here, things would take a turn for the worse. Thinking of the bra in his possession, he suddenly smiled.

He figured that a dignified Yaoguang Saintess, even if she came to the Northern Domain, would not enter the dust-filled mining area. She must have other important matters to attend to.

Ye Fan cracked his own bones, painfully re-aligning them. Many parts had been deformed and needed proper resetting. "Damn it, that hurts like hell." In the dead of night, Ye Fan grimaced, resetting all his bones back into place, breaking out in a cold sweat from the pain.

After several assignments, the people around him constantly changed, so he wasn't afraid of attracting attention. For the past few days, he had been smearing his face with dust to avoid revealing his true identity.

After several more days, and another round of assignments, he was completely at ease, no longer worried that changes in his appearance would arouse suspicion. Ultimately, Ye Fan was assigned to Mining Area Fifteen.

These days, he had been learning basic knowledge about source from others, working above ground at the mine shaft. Source was extremely precious and rare. When excavating a mine shaft, one must first identify a source vein; each vein serves as a single mine shaft.

Even in this region, source was not inexhaustible. A small-scale source mine, or a single source vein, was considered good if it yielded a few jin of source. Barren source mines might only produce a few liang of source. Very large source mines might yield more than one cubic block of source, which was an astonishing quantity, but such a source vein was rarely encountered.

"No wonder that old hag Ji Hui gave me a fist-sized piece of source and thought it was sufficient compensation. Source is indeed a rare and valuable commodity; a fist-sized piece can allow a cultivator at the Divine Bridge realm to advance one stage." At that time, he happened to be in the Divine Bridge realm.

However, for someone with Ye Fan's 'bottomless pit' physique, a fist-sized piece of source was far from enough to break through a cultivation stage.

This was not a disadvantage, because although he required a large amount of vital energy, his divine power was also much more potent than others', making it difficult for cultivators of the same rank to compare with him. Furthermore, he could continuously absorb source and convert it for his own use, without any limitations.

Ordinary Divine Bridge cultivators, though capable of advancing a stage with a fist-sized piece of source, could not absorb it immediately. They needed to slowly extract and refine it into their bodies over a long period.

If a mountain of source was before him, Ye Fan could continuously refine it, but ordinary cultivators could not. They would have to proceed slowly, merely staring with envy.

Of course, refining natural treasures for one's own use was only feasible in the early stages of cultivation. Once one reached the third secret realm, it became difficult to rely on external resources; at that point, one had to rely on enlightenment. After reaching the third secret realm, only through enlightenment could one elevate their cultivation; there were few other shortcuts.

Mining Area Fifteen was a vast expanse of land where the reddish-brown earth and rocks were incredibly hard and difficult to excavate.

In this area, more than a dozen mine shafts had already been excavated. The source yield was relatively low, with each shaft only producing about one jin of source.

A yield of only one jin of source per vein was indeed somewhat meager, but the collected source was crystal clear, with few impurities, indicating high quality.

Furthermore, Mining Area Fifteen stretched limitlessly and had only just begun to be exploited, making it difficult to conclude prematurely that there were no super source veins here.

On the twentieth day, after learning enough, Ye Fan was finally assigned to a mine shaft to begin his first mining task. "Boundless Venerable, Amitabha, let me mine the source and refine it clean for you!" Just as Ye Fan descended into the mine shaft, screams erupted from outside.

Hearing such shouts, all the experienced source miners frantically scrambled up the shaft in terror. "Damn it, is something evil happening on my very first day of mining?" Ye Fan's bones had long been mended, and his physical body was incomparable, agile as a spirit ape, he was the first to react.

"The mine shaft ahead is haunted!" "There's something ominous in that source vein; everyone who went in died. Even a very powerful old cultivator from Yaoguang Holy Land died inside without a sound!"

Right ahead, the adjacent mine shaft exuded a sinister aura, as if some creature was about to burst forth.

Upon seeing this situation, Ye Fan immediately dashed away, quickly retreating. He had a bad feeling; this place was absolutely not somewhere to linger.

Near that mine shaft, many people had fallen, and corpses lay everywhere.

Mining Area Fifteen was in chaos, the source miners gripped by panic. After running several li, Ye Fan finally stopped to observe from a distance.