Chapter 450: Burning the Evil Enemy

**Chapter 454: Burning the Evildoers**

Ants and dragons do not cross paths, and dandelion seeds rarely meet the colorful clouds in the sky. They exist in different worlds, forever oblivious to one another.

Back then, when Ye Fan first embarked on the path of cultivation, cultivators in the Life Spring realm seemed insurmountable to him, and those in the Dao Palace Secret Realm were almost never seen. Now, the Sea of Wheels and Dao Palace realms are far behind him. He can look down upon cultivators in the Four Extremities Secret Realm and stand as equals with powerhouses in the Dragon Transformation realm.

Different realms, different statuses, different journeys—these are experiences everyone goes through. Standing at different heights, one naturally encounters different things.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo discussed for a long time, unsure how to handle these thirty-odd young prodigies. They didn't have the energy to take care of them if they brought them along. But where could they send them?

The small town was quiet. Moon trees lined both sides of the streets. Every night, their crescent-shaped leaves would emit a soft glow, and a faint fragrance would permeate the air, making it very suitable for living.

Deep into the night, a gentle breeze blew, causing the moon trees to rustle. They swayed, casting a hazy glow, and their fragrance wafted through the windows.

However, Ye Fan felt a sudden unease in his heart. He abruptly sat up from his bed and stood by the window, looking out onto the street.

A dark figure walked down the street. Each step was firm yet incredibly light, landing without a sound. Yet, an extremely dangerous aura emanated from it. It felt as if a primeval beast was approaching.

At that moment, Pang Bo and the others also woke up, and all rose to investigate.

Silently, over twenty figures appeared from all directions around the town. They converged, surrounding the area. Each exuded a murderous aura, which they no longer concealed.

“Go, leave quickly!”

Ye Fan placed the thirty-odd children into the Jade Pure Bottle. He had the Black Sovereign activate the Profound Jade Platform, preparing to cross the void. The approaching individuals were powerful, and their killing intent was bone-chilling. They likely had no way to resist.

“This is bad, something big has happened!” the Black Sovereign cried out.

“What happened?” Pang Bo's heart skipped a beat.

“We can’t cross the void!” The Black Sovereign was anxious. Several attempts yielded no results.

“Why is this happening?” Tu Fei asked. He knew well the Black Dog's mastery of array patterns, which should have made it almost impossible for them to be restrained.

“It must be that those outside are carrying a forbidden artifact, likely forged using the intricate methods from before the Desolate Ancient Era. It can restrict space,” the Black Sovereign said, premonitions of trouble arising.

“It’s people from the Yin-Yang Sect,” Ye Huiling stated, making her judgment.

“They’re like lingering ghosts, actually tracking us down,” Pang Bo said, frowning.

“We’ll break through and avoid that person,” Ye Fan said, pointing at the first dark figure that appeared on the street, who was as unfathomable as an abyss.

“Hehe…” Before they could even act, a bell-like laugh echoed through the night sky. A woman walked in, bathed in moonlight, her form shimmering. She said, “Don’t even think about escaping.”

“The Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect,” Ye Huiling murmured softly. Then she faded into the shadows, altering her aura and blurring her appearance, not wanting to be recognized.

“This big sister took Nannan away, but then she started hating me…” Little Nannan sounded a bit wronged.

“That’s because she’s blind and ignorant,” the Black Dog said impolitely. “She wouldn’t be able to compare to you even after a hundred lifetimes of cultivation.”

Ye Fan, smiling, stroked Little Nannan’s head and said, “You’re so lovable, everyone likes you, except for those bad people.” Then, he put Little Nannan into the Jade Pure Bottle as well, not wanting her to be frightened during the impending fight.

“Ye Fan, I know you’re in there. Come out.” The Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect was past twenty years old. She was exquisitely beautiful, graceful and charming, and captivating when she smiled, but her smile also carried a hint of murderous intent.

“You arrived quite quickly,” Ye Fan responded indifferently. He harbored murderous intent towards this woman.

Initially, he had left a piece of jade on Little Nannan. It recorded bits and pieces, intended for her to look at every morning so she wouldn't forget her past. When the Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect took Little Nannan, she must have seen the memories within the jade, known the little girl’s connection to him, yet still abducted her.

“Ye Fan, you destroyed our sect’s important grounds and took away all the children. That was too much,” the Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect said, her smile tinged with coldness.

Ye Fan snorted coldly and said, “You should know why I did that. You should have known her relationship with me when you took Little Nannan.”

“Isn’t it rumored that you don’t have much time left to live? I took her from the inn for her own good, so she wouldn’t end up on the streets in the future,” the Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect chuckled, completely unconcerned.

If it weren’t for the mysterious powerhouse present, Ye Fan would definitely have fought her. This woman twisted right and wrong; she plainly abducted Little Nannan and made her suffer greatly in the Yin-Yang Sect, yet still presented such a pretense.

“Go!”

Ye Fan let out a low roar and was the first to break through. Pang Bo, Ye Huiling, Li Heishui, and the others followed closely, fleeing towards the west.

“Hehe… it’s not that easy to leave!” the Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect chuckled. Over twenty figures surrounded them simultaneously. Most terrifying of all, the dark figure Ye Fan feared pursued them with incredible speed.

They wanted to break out and then cross the void, but they hadn’t expected this person to be like a shadow, impossible to shake off. The forbidden artifact was on him.

The Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect and the others also pursued relentlessly, determined to keep them there. Their murderous intent surged.

“We’ll split up and escape,” Ye Fan said. “My speed is fast enough to lure away the strongest mysterious person. You all be careful!”

“No, I’ll go with you! I can still block him at a crucial moment!” Pang Bo disagreed, fearing for Ye Fan’s safety.

“It’s fine. I have extreme speed. He won’t be able to catch up. You all leave quickly!” Ye Fan refused to allow it.

Ultimately, they separated. Each fled in a different direction. Before parting, Ye Fan secretly transmitted a few words to the Black Dog and Pang Bo, then dashed away without looking back.

As expected, the strongest mysterious person and the Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect both pursued Ye Fan, having no intention of letting him go.

“Since the Divine King has spoken, we won’t kill you, but we can’t let you go. Imprisoning you and slowly extracting your Saint Blood is a good idea,” the Yin-Yang Saintess chuckled charmingly.

“First, you bullied Little Nannan, and I haven’t even settled that score with you. Now you scheme against me? You are truly going too far. But are you sure you can corner me?!” Ye Fan said coldly.

“Now, everyone knows you possess the Old Madman’s footwork and supreme speed. It won’t be easy to capture you, but feel free to try and see if you can shake us off.” The Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect wore a captivating smile on her face, yet her murderous intent intensified.

Ye Fan’s heart sank. It seemed the opponents were well-prepared and likely had a way to counter him. He rapidly increased his speed, leading this group of people away into the distance.

Indeed, the strongest old man and the Yin-Yang Saintess, among others, were not shaken off. Golden lightning flickered beneath their feet, moving with equal speed.

“What is that?” he wondered.

Suddenly, he recalled the Black Sovereign’s words. Among the ancient divine talismans, there was a Lightning Talisman. Only a supreme sect master could forge it. Once it locked onto someone, the talisman would match their speed, no matter how fast they were.

If one didn’t know its secrets, they would be exhausted to death and never shake off their pursuers. It was extremely mysterious. There existed a method to counter it, but Ye Fan didn’t know it.

His expression grew serious. He continued to flee, maintaining his speed. He couldn't turn back to fight at all, because he was now astonished to find that the most powerful old man among them was a powerhouse at the Eighth Transformation of Dragon.

After nine transformations, one leaps into the air and becomes a dragon among men. Only then does one have a chance to glimpse the supreme realm of great powers and the peerless demeanor of a Saint Lord.

A powerhouse at the Eighth Transformation of Dragon—Ye Fan was absolutely no match for such a vast difference in realm. If he could truly defeat such a foe, it wouldn't be merely defying immortals, but defying heaven itself.

“Ye Fan, stop running. You’re going to die anyway, why not just fulfill our needs instead?” the Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect mocked, saying, “Your Saint Body has reached minor accomplishment. Your blood can already be used for alchemy; your entire being is a treasure.”

“Be careful, for extreme joy can lead to sorrow, and I might just cut you down!” Ye Fan retorted.

“Your humble servant awaits you, come and kill me then,” the Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect said with a captivating smile.

The old man sneered, “Little beast, you’re at death’s door, yet you still cling to fanciful delusions. This old man doesn’t have much lifespan left. Even if I kill you, I won’t fear the Divine King stepping in for you.”

The Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect giggled, “You mustn’t kill him. We want to keep him in captivity. He is even more precious than exotic beasts. His blood is priceless, and slowly extracting it is the most profitable.”

“Indeed, let’s keep him in captivity alongside those exotic beasts!” The old man nodded repeatedly. Another seven or eight people who had been pursuing them also burst into laughter.

“Old geezer, and that girl from the Yin-Yang Sect! I will surely cut you down!” Ye Fan threw out this remark and continued to flee. Now was not the time to fight to the death.

A terrifying figure at the Eighth Transformation of Dragon—Ye Fan was absolutely no match. If that opponent took two more steps forward, they would be a grand figure like a Supreme Elder of a Holy Land.

“Little beast. Even if we don’t kill you this time, we’ll exhaust you until you vomit blood, and then capture you!” Two other old men also spoke. They were equally terrifying, powerhouses at the Seventh Transformation of Dragon, both Grand Elder level figures.

This time, they were very serious. Not only did the Saintess deploy, but also three of the most outstanding elders accompanied her. Coupled with the Lightning Talisman, it was enough to eliminate Ye Fan.

Along the way, many cultivators were startled, and people were very surprised. The Yin-Yang Sect was going to make a move against the Sacred Body, which was beyond everyone’s expectations.

Soon, news spread that people from the Yin-Yang Sect claimed Ye Fan had inexplicably destroyed their important grounds and wantonly killed innocents. They were forced to retaliate to uphold their dignity.

“Your ability to twist right and wrong is truly strong,” Ye Fan heard this remark multiple times along the way.

Over the next two days, he couldn’t shake off his pursuers. He was chased the entire way. The opponents were truly determined to exhaust him to death.

The Southern Region was shaken. The Yin-Yang Sect was making a move against the Sacred Body. This required immense courage; after all, the Divine King was still alive, even if they had sufficient reasons.

During this time, many people rushed to observe. However, Ye Fan flew into the Great Wilderness, specifically traversing primitive regions. Moreover, their speed was incredibly fast, making it impossible for others to catch up.

The people from the Yin-Yang Sect had already replaced their Lightning Talismans seven or eight times. They were astonished. Ye Fan seemed tireless, flying at such extreme speed. He showed no signs of exhaustion whatsoever. They truly feared that even if their Lightning Talismans ran out, they still wouldn’t be able to catch him.

“Ye Fan, stop it. Your injured body is likely exhausted, and your Great Dao cracks might worsen. You truly won’t survive then.” The Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect teased, saying, “Although we plan to keep you in captivity, we won’t harm your life until you naturally die.”

Ye Fan ignored her. On the third day, he finally heard some rumors: The Yin-Yang Sect was plundering talented young children in the Eastern Wasteland, causing dissatisfaction among many great sects in the Southern Region.

He knew that Pang Bo and the Black Sovereign had shaken off the Yin-Yang Sect’s pursuit. This news must have come from them, and they should have already made arrangements. He could now proceed with their plan, as this was their agreement when they separated.

Ye Fan increased his speed and turned back, flying towards the original small town. Along the way, he heard more news: many sects had lost their talented young children, who were nowhere to be found, and now all fingers pointed at the Yin-Yang Sect.

He couldn't help but smile. He hadn't expected that simply leaking this news would uncover such a hidden secret. The Yin-Yang Sect’s audacity was truly astounding. To plunder young prodigies from various sects in the Eastern Wasteland—if this was exposed, they would certainly be in a desperate situation.

“Haha…” He couldn’t help but laugh aloud. If he sent the thirty-odd young prodigies back, he believed these sects would be grateful, and the various sects of the Eastern Wasteland would most likely move to eradicate the Yin-Yang Sect.

On the fifth day, Ye Fan flew back to the small town.

“Little beast, look at the mess you’ve caused! Today, I’ll capture you. I will break every bone in your body!” the Grand Elder-level powerhouse at the Eighth Transformation of Dragon said coldly.

“It was clearly you who shamelessly plundered young children from my Eastern Wasteland, including Little Nannan, and bullied her. Yet, in the end, you chase after me, acting as if you’re the victims. Do you have no shame?!” Ye Fan retorted.

“Little beast, whatever you say is useless. Isn’t the Saint Body’s bones hard? I’ll break them one by one!” That Grand Elder-level figure said coldly.

“Elder, you’re getting angry again. We can’t kill him; we still need to slowly extract his blood,” the Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect giggled, then spoke to Ye Fan, deliberately provoking him: “So what if I snatched Little Nannan? If you hadn’t come, I was planning to just throw her out. If you want to avenge her, then come and kill me.”

Ye Fan knew that the opponent deliberately wanted to infuriate him and make him stop.

He sneered inwardly, because at that moment, he had already heard the Black Sovereign’s voice transmission, and continued flying, making twists and turns, fleeing along a specific route.

“No, be careful!” The Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect was very cautious. She detected an anomaly and warned them. She stopped in mid-air.

However, it was too late. A deafening roar came from ahead. Clouds and mist covered the sky, and instantly swallowed them all.

Not a single person managed to escape. They were all engulfed within.

“Haha…” Pang Bo walked out, laughing loudly.

The Black Dog’s mouth stretched into a wide grin. It was immensely proud. This was their agreement when they separated: if they shook off their powerful enemies, they would immediately return to set up an array to help Ye Fan escape his predicament.

“Boom!”

Within the array pattern, terrifying energy fluctuations emanated. Those people were trying to break through, attempting to escape.

They couldn’t be refined in a short time, and perhaps other members of the Yin-Yang Sect would arrive soon. This made Ye Fan frown. He really wanted to eliminate these people.

“These people are too powerful; it’s impossible to trap them to death in a short time,” the Black Sovereign said, shaking its head, also without a solution.

“It’s fine, I’ll make a trip. When I return, I’ll destroy them!”

Ye Fan activated the Profound Jade Platform and began traversing the void. In moments, he arrived in the Fire Domain. Holding the Bodhi Seed, he directly entered the seventh layer. Without the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron, he had no suitable vessel to contain the terrifying flames.

He directly endured the flames with his body, and holding the Bodhi Seed, he guided the surging great fire back. With such flames, he couldn’t cross the void, otherwise, the Profound Jade Platform would be reduced to ashes.

Fortunately, the distance wasn’t very far, only tens of thousands of li. Along the way, the colorful flames surged fiercely, collapsing the void as they burned. As he traveled south, countless cultivators were stunned.

Many people, upon seeing it was Ye Fan, were astonished and pursued him the entire way. Although they couldn’t match his speed, they still followed slowly, wanting to see what he intended to do.

Finally, Ye Fan went and returned, bringing the immense divine flames to the outskirts of the town. Even the Black Sovereign and Pang Bo were stunned.

“I’ll send you on your way!”

Ye Fan let out a great roar and unleashed all the endless divine fire into the sealed-off world.

“Boom!”

Fierce flames soared into the sky. Terrified screams rang out. Such flames were utterly irresistible. Even Supreme Elder-level figures would struggle to endure them, let alone the others.

In the distance, everyone was stunned. Ye Fan, with a single great blaze, was going to incinerate all those powerful individuals. It was truly decisive!

“Argh…”

Because the great fire also destroyed the array pattern, three Grand Elder-level figures were engulfed in flames. They screamed and rushed out, their bodies nearly deformed from the burning, a truly horrific sight. It was clear they wouldn't survive.

On the other side, the Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect also rushed out. Her body glowed with auspicious light. She had not died, evidently possessing a secret treasure.

“It’s good that you’re not dead. I’ll personally cut you down!” Ye Fan immediately charged towards her.

Pang Bo and the Black Sovereign also stepped forward, to prevent her escape.

“You are so ruthless…” The Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect’s face was pale. Seven or eight grand experts had all died miserably, filling her heart with dread.

“You repeatedly came to bully me, and now it’s your turn!” Ye Fan pressed forward.