Chapter 247: Breaking the Cauldron Breaks All Laws

**Chapter 251: The Cauldron Shatters Ten Thousand Laws**

"He's the one the Ji family has been searching for, yet he dares to come here and unleash such a slaughter. It's truly astonishing!""Is that really the youth? Hunted by both the Ji family and Yaoguang, and he still dares to act like this. I can't imagine what he's relying on."On Broken Mountain, many people were talking amongst themselves, all utterly stunned.

Ye Fan currently looked no older than fifteen or sixteen, his handsome face still somewhat boyish. It was hard to reconcile his appearance with the powerful aura of the fighter who had just single-handedly battled against multiple opponents.

Four disciples from Yaoguang surrounded him, preventing any escape.

Ji Yunlin was practically grinding his teeth. Ye Fan had burned a Grand Elder of the Ji family to death and taken the Great Void Art, making him the public enemy of the Ji family's younger generation.

"Boom!" The sky trembled as Ji Yunlin attacked in a rage. A colossal black hand, like a dark cloud, descended upon Ye Fan, an oppressive sight that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Boom!" Ye Fan countered with his own massive hand imprint, black as ink, covering the firmament like a descending piece of dark earth, striking forcefully forward.

It was a direct confrontation!

"Bang!" The two pitch-black hands slammed into each other, releasing a heart-stopping aura. Black mist surged outwards in all directions, and the destructive power terrified many observers.

On Broken Mountain, many cultivators bled from their ears and noses, suffering from the terrible repercussions. A good number even collapsed to the ground.

Numerous young cultivators hastily took flight, not daring to remain. They all retreated a considerable distance before stopping.

"Thud." The two black hands clashed again. This time the sound was faint, but the effect was even more terrifying. Black clouds obscured the sky, as if silently obliterating all existence.

Ji Yunlin's face turned ashen, a trickle of blood escaped the corner of his mouth, and his body was sent flying backward. Despite receiving an orthodox inheritance, he was no match for his opponent.

Although Ye Fan had only acquired a partial form of the Void Hand Imprint, he possessed the Battle Saint Law. Using it as a foundation, he could power the technique and complete it to perfection.

"Whoosh!" Ye Fan unleashed the Great Void Art, vanishing from his spot and reappearing in front of Ji Yunlin. His black hand slammed downwards with thunderous force.

Ji Yunlin reacted defensively, unleashing the Heaven-Cutting Finger. His fingertip gleamed, and five dragons soared skyward, their tails swaying, appearing capable of devouring heaven and earth.

"Boom!" The two engaged in a fierce battle. Ji Yunlin roared, wielding the Void Hand Imprint with his right hand and the Heaven-Cutting Finger with his left. The combined power of the two techniques increased significantly.

The black hand and the silvery dragon-scissors swept across, attempting to cleave the very sky. This part of the world trembled violently.

Ye Fan met them solely with the Void Hand Imprint, which carried the momentum of overturning mountains and seas. The firmament quivered, and black clouds obscured the sky.

Simultaneously, they frequently employed the Great Void Art, traversing through emptiness. Their movements were so dazzling that onlookers couldn't keep track.

It was truly too fast. The two figures flickered ceaselessly, fully displaying the secret arts from the Ji family's ancient scriptures. The void itself was constantly denting and deforming from their impacts.

In the distant sky, everyone was aghast. Such a confrontation was terrifying; they knew they couldn't possibly match it. If they dared to step forward, they would undoubtedly be pulverized.

Ye Fan's heart stirred. The combination of the Heaven-Cutting Finger and the Void Hand Imprint, interacting between Ji Yunlin's left and right hands, was truly astonishing. His opponent's strength had more than doubled, and he was actually holding his own.

Ye Fan felt he could imitate this combination and integrate it into the Battle Saint Law, thereby gaining another formidable killing technique.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...After a series of massive collisions, black light and silver radiance exploded outwards. The sky trembled, and Ji Yunlin's body shook violently as he was forced back over a dozen steps in the void, a stream of fresh blood trickling from his mouth.

Ultimately, he could no longer bear it. He couldn't withstand Ye Fan's overwhelming might; his opponent's divine power seemed inexhaustible, making him truly unstoppable.

Ji Yunlin's expression was grim. Being suppressed by Ye Fan using the Ji family's own unique techniques was a profound humiliation for him.

"Our Ji family's true heroes aren't here," Ji Yunlin retorted. "Otherwise, even if you had nine lives, it wouldn't be enough for you to survive!"

"Are you referring to the Ji family's 'moons'?" Ye Fan scoffed, pressing forward. "Once I enter the Four Extremities Secret Realm, I'll naturally seek them out for a challenge."

The cultivators from Yaoguang Holy Land hastily stepped forward. If Ji Yunlin were to die here as well, they would have no way to explain it to the Ji family.

"People of Yaoguang Holy Land," Ye Fan demanded coldly, "do I have a feud with you? Why are you getting involved?"

"You've committed many unrighteous deeds," a female Yaoguang disciple retorted, deftly sidestepping his question. "What's wrong with us assisting the Ji family?"

"I saved one of the Ji family's 'little moons', and she taught me a secret technique," Ye Fan sneered. "As a result, the Ji family repaid my kindness with enmity, launching a pursuit across thousands of miles. Is *that* what you call committing many unrighteous deeds?"

"You colluded with the demon race and burned a highly respected Ji family elder to death. Is that not enough?" the Yaoguang female disciple said coldly. She possessed a captivating beauty.

"You're quite skilled at taking things out of context," Ye Fan sneered, showing no fear. He strode forward and declared, "Further talk is useless. Since you've come, I don't mind keeping all of you here."

These people had gathered specifically to deal with him, so he had no reason to show any mercy.

"Do you truly believe you can slaughter everyone here?" the Yaoguang female disciple sneered. She then shouted to the surrounding cultivators, "Everyone, please lend us your aid and help us apprehend this fiend!"

Ye Fan snorted coldly, then struck out with lightning speed, aiming directly at the Yaoguang female disciple.

Yaoguang had brought two men and two women. Combined with Ji Yunlin, this represented a truly formidable fighting force. All five young powerhouses were at the peak of the Dao Palace Third Heaven, with one foot already in the Dao Palace Fourth Heaven.

Ye Fan was extraordinarily gifted, capable of "slaying immortals against the odds," battling cultivators of the Third Dao Palace Realm while only in the Second. However, facing five opponents simultaneously made the outcome unpredictable. After all, each of them was a full realm higher than him; an ordinary person would be instantly crushed.

However, he showed no panic. Instead of fleeing, he charged forward, his glabella glowing brightly. His divine sense materialized as a tiny golden sword, barely an inch long, yet absolutely lethal!

This was a potent divine sense attack. The Yaoguang female disciple shrieked, clutching her head in agony, instantly losing her ability to fight. Her piercing screams ripped through the air.

Ye Fan unleashed the Old Madman's footwork, rushing past her. His palm, like a sharp blade, made a light slice. With a soft "thwip," the beautiful head flew diagonally away.

Blood splattered. The expression on the severed head was one of utter bewilderment, its hair matted with blood. The sight was profoundly shocking.

Some young cultivators from Quzhou had initially rushed forward, but upon witnessing this, they all recoiled. Even a Holy Land successor had been decapitated in a single exchange. To advance now would be suicidal. One couldn't risk their life just to curry favor with a Holy Land disciple.

"Whoosh!" The Great Void Art unfolded. Ye Fan moved through the air, suddenly appearing right before another male Yaoguang disciple. His powerful divine sense materialized once more.

"Thud!" This time, it was even more direct. The inch-long golden sword instantly pierced through his forehead, and his lifeless body plummeted from the sky.

"Don't get close!" Ji Yunlin roared. "Sense the void fluctuations, to avoid being attacked by his divine sense!"

The remaining male and female disciples from Yaoguang Holy Land wore expressions of extreme dread. Their opponent had instantly slain their companions, filling them with both terror and rage.

"Boom!" Ye Fan clashed with Ji Yunlin using his black hand, while simultaneously resisting the remaining male and female Yaoguang disciples with the Embracing Mountain Seal.

This time, the three remaining opponents were doubly cautious, fighting exclusively from a distance. They had discerned the patterns of the Great Void Art, denying Ye Fan any opportunity for a divine sense attack.

The male Yaoguang disciple summoned a cluster of starlight. Thirty-six fist-sized stars flew forth, all refined from Purple River Heavenly Sand.

Each star was crystalline and brilliant, emitting a hazy purple aura. This was a formidable treasure, refined and bestowed by an elder of Yaoguang.

The thirty-six purple stars glittered, forming a light curtain shrouded in purple mist that floated in the sky. Each star shot dazzling sword qi downwards.

It truly was a formidable treasure, capable of gathering heavenly momentum, drawing in the essence of heaven and earth, and even absorbing the sun's radiance.

The sword qi, like a rainbow, was dazzling and indestructible, nearly tearing the void apart!

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...Ye Fan struck, his large hand fiercely clashing with the sword beams. Even with his powerful physique, he felt waves of numbness and soreness. This secret treasure was terrifying; its ability to gather the momentum of heaven and earth put him at a significant disadvantage.

A red glow shimmered as the female Yaoguang disciple conjured a large red net. Red mist permeated the air, and each strand of the crystalline net confined this portion of the sky, aiming to trap Ye Fan within.

The scarlet net blazed fiercely, attempting to refine Ye Fan alive within its confines. This was also an extraordinary and formidable treasure.

"What are you waiting for?" the Yaoguang female disciple shouted to the crowd. "Attack together and burn him to ashes!"

Finally, over a dozen people charged forward, seeing Ye Fan trapped by two formidable treasures and eager to join in the attack.

Ye Fan sneered, then opened his mouth and spat out a small cauldron. It was only about an inch tall, with no divine power fluctuations or shimmering light, appearing ancient and unassuming.

"One artifact shatters ten thousand laws!" he roared, unleashing the cauldron.

The Sea of Suffering volume of the Dao Scripture recorded a technique called "One Artifact Shatters Ten Thousand Laws," which famously claimed "when my flower blooms, all others wither." However, it required reaching a certain cultivation realm to manifest its true power.

When Ye Fan was in the Sea of Suffering Secret Realm, he had only forged this one cauldron. After entering the Dao Palace Secret Realm, he continued to cultivate it in the same manner, nurturing it constantly among his five divine organs.

In each major secret realm, one could forge multiple artifacts. Others possessed numerous artifacts, yet he had only this single one, aspiring to evolve the 'Dao' and its 'principles' within it.

The round cauldron, with its three legs and two handles, expanded to over nine meters tall. A hazy, primordial Xuanhuang aura emanated from it, making it appear even more ancient and grand, filled with unparalleled power.

"Boom!" The cauldron vibrated in mid-air, instantly erupting with Xuanhuang aura. All thirty-six purple stars shattered, and the male Yaoguang disciple immediately coughed up blood and was sent flying backward.

Wisps of the Mother Qi of All Things descended, astonishing everyone. This was a supreme treasure of heaven and earth, capable of being refined into an ultimate weapon. Like Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold, it was a sacred artifact exclusive to Great Emperors.

"Heavens, it's Xuanhuang Qi!""To be precise, it's the source root of the Mother Qi of All Things!"Everyone was utterly dumbfounded.

Ye Fan wielded the cauldron. The nine-meter-tall grand cauldron shot skyward, trembling continuously. An aura of primeval chaos permeated outwards, shattering the scarlet net into dust as well.

"Suppress!" Ye Fan roared. The nine-meter-tall grand cauldron pressed down from directly above the Yaoguang female disciple, instantly immobilizing her. She couldn't move or escape. Even at a distance of over ten meters, her body was already on the verge of cracking.

It was difficult to imagine the cauldron's immense weight. Even the wisps of aura emanating from it were unbearable!

"Clang!" Ji Yunlin unleashed the Void Hand Imprint. His black hand struck the nine-meter-tall ancient grand cauldron with immense force, but it couldn't budge it at all. It only produced a resounding clang.