Chapter 287: No One in the World Does Not Know You

"Uncle, that's Ye Fan, the wanted criminal of our Ji family." People from the Ji family stepped forward, respectfully bowing to a middle-aged man in his thirties.

"How audacious, to dare come here," said the elder Ji family prodigy, hands clasped behind his back, speaking calmly.

Many people present recognized him as Ji Yuanqing of the Ji family. He was of medium build, not particularly imposing, yet he exuded a profound aura of the Great Dao, incredibly ethereal, like a wisp of void, making his presence elusive.

He gave off a sense of nothingness, a sign of having cultivated the Void Scripture to an extremely profound level. In the past, he and Kong Teng, the Peacock King's eldest disciple, had fought their way from the Southern Domain to the Central State, astonishing everyone.

He was very famous among the various Sacred Lands; if not for Ji Haoyue, the Divine Physique, emerging from the Ji family, the future patriarch position would undoubtedly have been his.

"Where is the Young Golden-Winged Peng King?" At this moment, Kong Teng also looked up, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed, exuding a sharp aura.

Besides Yan Ruyu, there were other demon race members on the ground. One of them stepped forward and reported, "The Golden-Winged Peng King has also been suppressed by Ye Fan."

"What? Three prodigies, all suppressed by him alone?"

All dozen people changed their expressions. These were prodigies, half a generation to a full generation older than the current young generation. But they were also quite concerned about those chosen as Sacred Sons and Daughters.

The Golden-Winged Peng King and the Light-Shaking Sacred Son both subtly possessed the potential of Great Emperors, their early displays resembling those of ancient Great Emperors. To be suppressed by one person simultaneously made them deeply astonished.

Kong Teng took a step forward. His sword-like eyebrows extended to his temples, his eyes sparkled like stars, and he possessed an inherent haughtiness that gave him authority even without anger. Gazing at Ye Fan in mid-air, he said, "No wonder my master had a sliver of expectation for you. You are indeed extraordinary. Whether it's your destiny or your strength, to be able to suppress these three is enough to show you have a place among the young generation."

Chu Lingkong, the eldest disciple of the Light-Shaking Sacred Land, stepped forward. His figure was slender, like an Immortal King descending to the mortal world, his eyes as deep as the starry sky. Staring at Ye Fan, he uttered just two words: "Release them."

Ye Fan had suppressed three people in total, two of whom were from the Light-Shaking Sacred Land. This made Chu Lingkong frown slightly; if word of this spread, it would greatly affect the Light-Shaking Sacred Land.

Ye Fan stood up, smiling brightly, and said, "I was just about to tell you all, I'm keeping these three; it's impossible for me to release them. I demand that for the next year, you do not pursue me or seek my whereabouts. If you comply, I will release them after one year."

Everyone was greatly astonished, completely unprepared for Ye Fan to dare to state such terms in front of the many prodigies of the Sacred Lands.

"Are you confident you can leave here?" Chu Lingkong's expression was calm, but his eyes became somewhat sharp.

"Thud!"

Suddenly, Kong Teng, the Peacock King's true disciple, made a move. With a single word, he unleashed a force that shook the entire hall, blocking the doorway and cutting off Duan De's escape route.

At the same time, Chu Lingkong, Ji Yuanqing, and others also acted, severing the unscrupulous Daoist's path forward, preventing him from escaping.

"Daoist Duan, why are you leaving without a word?"

All a dozen individuals were calm. Having been famous for many years, each was very astute and vigilant, so Duan De couldn't escape.

These dozen people were all prodigies from the previous generation. If they joined forces, they could almost contend with Great Powers, even being capable of slaying the leaders of some major sects.

Duan De's face showed a bitter expression. He recited a Daoist incantation and said, "This humble Daoist merely wished to go out for some fresh air."

He dared not force his way through. His current situation was dire: blocked by a dozen prodigies in front, and behind him, the Demon Princess wielding an Ultimate Emperor Weapon as a deterrent, making him feel completely uncomfortable.

"Boom!"

A violent tremor shook the entire Bright Divine Hall, nearly overturning it. The immense force was unimaginable.

Even the Chaos Stone in the center of the hall trembled, its force field becoming unstable, affected by the powerful ripples.

"This is..."

Everyone's expression changed, greatly astonished.

Duan De recoiled his neck and said, "Everyone, run quickly! It'll be too late otherwise. There are three large coffins back there. Something must have broken out of them!" He said, trying to sneak away.

"Daoist Duan, you'd better stay put," Ji Yuanqing said coldly.

Kong Teng and Chu Lingkong's gazes were like lightning. All a dozen people revealed killing intent, ready to strike at him at any moment.

"I'm doing this for your own good, truly. This humble Daoist swears to heaven, those three coffins are not something we can meddle with!" Duan De gestured wildly.

"Don't worry, the Grand Elders of the various Sacred Lands are making a move," Chu Lingkong replied indifferently.

"You... you actually dared to touch them? Those are the Three Talents Coffin of Extinction. Someone intended to achieve emperorship through their corpse; it must be an incredibly terrifying individual," Duan De's face turned green.

"If they couldn't become Emperor while alive, what emperorship can they prove after death? He won't be stronger than the Sacred Lords. My master's arrival will be enough to suppress him," Kong Teng said indifferently.

Duan De's expression changed repeatedly. The Peacock King dominated the Southern Domain; even the various Sacred Lords couldn't stand against him. He indeed possessed supreme combat power.

"Boom!"

A violent energy shock nearly blew away the entire Great Emperor's sleeping quarters. Had it been any other structure, it would have long turned to dust.

But this was the dwelling of the Unbegun Great Emperor, imbued with his aura and inscribed with Great Emperor patterns. Even with Great Powers acting, this place simply could not be destroyed.

A loud roar echoed, shaking mountains and rivers. An ominous mountain underground directly split apart.

The entire underground world violently trembled, as if the most terrifying earthquake had struck.

"Roar!"

Another roar, shaking mountains and ground. Some weaker cultivators in the hall actually shattered directly.

"This is..."

The survivors' faces turned pale with fright, all changing color. Even Kong Teng, Ji Yuanqing, Chu Lingkong, and Duan De changed their expressions. It was clear that a Great Power had made a move.

Figures of that realm possessed unimaginable power, capable of shattering rivers and mountains with a roar.

"It's my master making a move," Kong Teng said, his expression solemn.

Ye Fan also recognized it as the Peacock King's voice, fighting alone against an unparalleled expert.

Ji Yuanqing and Chu Lingkong's expressions changed again and again. The Peacock King's divine might was unfathomable. Eight hundred years ago, he swept across the Southern Domain, awe-inspiring, invincible wherever he went.

He had successively fought against the Light-Shaking Sacred Lord and the Ji Family Sacred Lord, never suffering a defeat in his life. His divine bravery was rare in the world, and the Ji family had the deepest impression of him.

More than a year ago in the Southern Domain, the Peacock King's roar had shattered many Ji family elders to death, and he had even slapped their Grand Elder to death...

"Quick, close the door! Otherwise, few will be left alive here; they'll all be shaken to death by my master," Kong Teng said. He wasn't entirely thinking of the Sacred Lands, as there were also some demon cultivators and members of the Thirteen Great Bandits present.

A dozen people acted, sealing the doors of the Bright Divine Hall, isolating it from the outside.

At this moment, the Peacock King unleashed his true power, his divine might immense, remotely affecting this region, his roars shaking rivers and mountains.

"Boom!"

Ahead, the five previously breached palaces were instantly shattered by his roars, becoming a ruin. He and a powerful expert traversed the sky, fighting fiercely in the air of the underground world.

Ye Fan had seen the Peacock King before; he appeared as a handsome youth of only sixteen or seventeen. It was unexpected that in true battle, his bravery and strength were boundless.

"Kid, stop refining those people; let's hurry and leave. This Peacock King is a bit scary," the Black Emperor urged.

Ye Fan nodded. Since he had already sealed the Golden-Winged Peng King, the Light-Shaking Sacred Son, and Yao Xi, whether he could refine them or not was no longer important.

Suddenly, a Peng's cry echoed through the sky, bringing a sense of oppression to the entire underground world, making souls tremble.

"The Old Peng King has appeared! As expected, he's terrifying!" Many people's expressions changed.

Ye Fan was even more shaken. That was the ancestor of the Golden-Winged Peng King, a titan of the demon race with monstrous combat power and the fastest speed in the Eastern Barrens. Even the various Sacred Lords found him incredibly troublesome.

"Kid, release the Golden-Winged Peng King," Kong Teng said.

"Release the Sacred Son and Sacred Daughter," Chu Lingkong also said indifferently.

"I really don't know how you plan to escape," Ji Yuanqing shook his head.

Ye Fan was not flustered. He said, "People from all Sacred Lands are here. In front of all of you, I'll repeat: do not disturb me within one year, or these three individuals I've taken will die unnatural deaths."

"A joke! Who do you think you are, to negotiate terms with us?" someone retorted.

Although these people were cultivated, being repeatedly given terms by a junior cultivator from the Dao Palace Secret Realm made their faces immediately sink.

Nearby, disciples of the Dao Palace's second and third heavens mocked, "Death is imminent, yet you still boast shamelessly. Do you really think you're a Great Power?"

Ye Fan smiled, quite nonchalantly, and said, "Are Sacred Lands so impressive? I will visit the Ji family and Light-Shaking Sacred Land one by one. At that time, I will openly borrow your ancient scriptures for a look."

These were extremely audacious words. To "borrow" a Sacred Land's ancient scripture for a look was easy to say, but apart from ancient Great Emperors possessing such spirit and capability, who else could achieve it?

Unless one could conquer the Sacred Land, how could it be done? This was a naked declaration of war.

Regardless of Ye Fan's past, from this day forward, his name would spread throughout the major sects, becoming known for the first time.

"Truly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth! An Ancient Desolate Sacrificial Body, what capital do you have? You have no future to speak of, yet you dare to boast so shamelessly?"

The dozen prodigies and numerous Sacred Sons and Daughters said nothing, but the younger disciples could not tolerate it and angrily rebuked him.

"Then let's meet in the future. I, this 'waste body,' will personally experience each of your ultimate techniques," Ye Fan said, standing on the Chaos Stone and scanning everyone.

"Swoosh!"

With a flash of light, a profound jade platform appeared on the Chaos Stone. Ye Fan stepped onto it.

"No, stop him!"

Only at this moment did the crowd realize, to their shock, that the opponent could instantaneously create a mobile spatial platform.

With a flash of light, Ye Fan vanished from his spot.

At that very instant, Duan De darted forward like a phantom, also wanting to use the profound jade platform to traverse the void.

"Crack!"

But at that precise moment, the profound jade platform suddenly shattered, blasting Duan De away.

"Damn it all! It was a one-time use platform!" Duan De's teeth itched with anger.

Behind him, a dozen people surrounded him, all with displeased expressions. Ye Fan's unexpected escape had put them all in a bad light.

"Everyone, let's study this ancient scroll together; no need to be so tense," Duan De said, his smile uglier than a grimace.

A thousand miles away, a flash of light. The cauldron forged from the Mother Qi of All Things burst out of the void, and Ye Fan and the Black Emperor materialized from within it.

"Quick, continue carving the Dao patterns! This time, we need to go ten thousand miles away. That Old Peng King possesses the fastest speed in the world; a thousand miles is nothing to him!"

The Black Emperor didn't delay, quickly acting. He finished the inscription in no time, and then they once again traversed the void, instantly moving tens of thousands of miles away.

After continuously traversing the void multiple times, completely leaving Lizhou behind and crossing more than twenty oases, Ye Fan finally exhaled. He knew he had escaped the danger.

On that very day, news spread like wildfire throughout the surrounding regions: a cultivator named Ye Fan had suppressed the Light-Shaking Sacred Son, the Golden-Winged Peng King, and Yao Xi, shaking dozens of states.

In just a few days, Ye Fan's name alarmed hundreds of oases, spreading across half of the Northern Domain. Many people knew that a cultivator named Ye Fan intended to suppress three prodigies for a year.

Who was Ye Fan? There had been some rumors before, but most sects didn't know him. However, from then on, he would no longer be a stranger to most people in the Northern Domain.

The Golden-Winged Peng King and the Light-Shaking Sacred Son were individuals expected to walk the path of a Great Emperor, rarely matched among the young generation of the Eastern Barrens, destined to be future Kings of the Eastern Barrens.

Yet, they had been suppressed by an unknown minor cultivator.

Undoubtedly, the news would spread further and wider, and more and more people would come to know.

From then on, his name would be known far and wide. This was no exaggeration; Ye Fan's suppression and taking of Yao Xi, the Golden-Winged Peng King, and the Light-Shaking Sacred Son would cause his name to spread throughout all major sects.