Chapter 460: Wind Clan Divine Island

Chapter 464: The Divine Islands of the Wind Race

The headless knight was tall and imposing, his iron armor gleaming with a cold light. He exuded an oppressive aura, like a colossal mountain bearing down.

He resembled a headless deity, his power dominating heaven and earth. Even the sky trembled because of him, and the towering mountains rumbled and swayed.

Wielding a black battle spear, he galloped through the sky, vast as an abyss or sea. His powerful battle intent surged skyward, like an immortal ancient war god charging forth from an era long past.

He drew upon the terrifying aura of the Undying Mountains, causing a dense, colorless mist to surge. The entire world trembled beneath his horse's hooves, and all creation groaned under the tip of his spear.

"Rumble..."

The Death Knight galloped through the sky, shattering the void. Vast, colorless cracks spread in all directions, creating a terrifying scene within the Undying Mountains.

The big black dog was scared out of its wits. Such a headless knight was too terrifying; if he got close enough to sweep his spear, everyone would be annihilated, body and soul.

Its long tongue hung out, and it was burning with anxiety. Its large paws continuously moved, subtly altering the array patterns, striving to adjust the teleportation coordinates.

"Go, Doggie, go!" Little Niannian was also very nervous, hiding in Ye Fan's arms, timidly watching the headless knight who had nearly reached them.

The big black dog desperately activated the divine patterns. With a final powerful smack of its large paws, a colorless glow erupted, and in a flash of light, they vanished from their original spot.

At the last moment, the group successfully crossed the void. The instant they disappeared, the headless knight charged forward, his spear piercing through heaven and earth, collapsing space, and striking their afterimages.

An unparalleled terrifying pressure surged like a tsunami, instantly reducing the entire ancient forest to dust, leaving nothing behind.

However, the array patterns left by the Void Emperor were not damaged; they remained intact. This place formed its own world, filled with the aura of the Great Dao.

Tens of thousands of miles away, Ye Fan and Li Heishui reappeared, looking around with confusion.

Golden sand was everywhere. The sun was scorching, and the dryness and heat made their bodies feel as if they were burning. The surroundings were utterly silent, without a single sound.

It was a vast golden desert, stretching endlessly. All the sand was incredibly hot, releasing scorching heat under the blazing sun, almost enough to roast a person alive.

There was no trace of wind, and the heatwaves were like a fiery furnace, unbearable. The golden desert was devoid of life, as if flames were burning within it.

"Doggie, you didn't really send us to the Western Desert, did you?" Little Niannian asked, her voice soft and tender.

Ye Fan and Li Heishui were utterly dumbfounded. The endless desert, shimmering golden under the blazing sun like a scorching furnace, made both of them shriek in dismay.

"You damn dog, I'll skin you alive!"

"This is outrageous! From the Eastern Wasteland, across the Central Plains, straight to the Western Desert! Even with my eyes closed, I'd be more accurate than this. How did you even teleport?"

The two lunged forward, pinned down the big black dog, and started brawling with it. This damned dog was too infuriating; without a good beating, they couldn't calm their indignation.

"Just an accident... merely an accident." The big black dog itself looked a bit bewildered.

"Could you have gone any further? From the absolute eastern end of this world straight to the absolute western end! If you were any more 'careless,' would you have teleported us to the sun?!"

"Is this Emperor really that outrageous?" the big black dog grumbled.

"This isn't outrageous? You're truly a talent!"

"Even if Little Niannian activated the divine patterns, it wouldn't be this unreliable!"

"Actually, the Western Desert isn't so bad. The Great Thunderclap Temple on Mount Sumeru is a divine place, and countless cultivators make pilgrimages there every year. We could go take a look," the big black dog said.

Ye Fan and Li Heishui wanted to kill it. Even now, this damned dog was still stubborn, full of excuses; it truly deserved a beating.

"You sent Pang Bo to the Central Plains, Tu Fei to the Northern Plains, and us to the Western Desert. Damn it... I've never seen such an unreliable dog!"

"Pang Bo is fine; he went to a place rich in talent and spiritual energy, maybe he'll find a great opportunity. But what about Tu Fei, who loves excitement? In the Northern Plains, he might walk for decades without seeing a single soul. Facing the desolate wilderness all day, won't that drive him insane?"

The two of them lectured the Black Emperor together, while Little Niannian, well-behaved, played in the sand nearby, showing no signs of dejection or worry.

"The four priceless spirit medicines, tens of thousands of years old, are all with Tu Da Zui. That's like four extra lives for him, he definitely won't die," the big black dog stubbornly insisted, feeling indignant and regretting not having distributed the spirit medicines first.

"This damned dog is too much!"

"Damn it, I'm furious! Beat it up!"

"Woof!"

The human-dog battle erupted, kicking up a commotion in the golden desert.

The barking lasted a long time before gradually quieting down. Finally, they flew out of the great desert, searching for green continents and prosperous cities.

"Huh, wait a minute." After flying only a few hundred miles, they saw lush mountain peaks and quickly left the desert, completely contrary to what they had expected.

"Who are you people? How dare you freely enter and exit our Wind Race's training grounds?" someone shouted from ahead.

Ye Fan and the others exchanged bewildered glances, momentarily at a loss.

"What did you say? The Wind Race? Which Wind Race? Is it that girl Feng Huang's family?" the big black dog asked.

"How dare you! To blaspheme our clan's princess like that!" The expressions of those few people were not pleased.

The big black dog immediately shrieked, then ferociously pounced on Ye Fan and Li Heishui, saying, "Did you hear that, brats? This is the central region of the Eastern Wasteland, not the Western Desert! How dare you two treat me like that just now!"

They quickly understood the situation: they had not left the Eastern Wasteland. This desert was the result of constant battles by the Wind Race's experts over the years, stretching for over a thousand miles.

"You're Ye Fan, the Saint Body, and that's the wicked dog?!" Someone recognized them, and their expressions changed.

"Damn it, can you even talk? You call him the Saint Body, but you should at least call me the Saint Spirit!" The big black dog bared its gleaming white teeth, startling those few people.

The Wind Race members exchanged glances and ultimately said little. The Doomsday Saint Body even dared to slay the Saintess of a supreme sect in the Central Plains; naturally, they didn't want to court trouble.

This place was only a few hundred miles from the Wind Race, meaning they had already reached a crucial area of this sacred clan. As they flew past, they were surprised to see many people hurrying there.

"What's going on? Why is everyone gathering at the Wind Race?" Li Heishui wondered.

Ye Fan stopped a pedestrian and asked for the reason, surprisingly learning that the Wind Race's Saint Lord's 1,550th birthday was approaching, and many people were coming to offer congratulations.

"Brother Ye, Brother Li, it truly is a small world!" A hearty laugh came from the distance.

Prince Xia Yiming of Great Xia and the young nun Xia Yilin, dressed in white, flew over. Beside them were several elders, clearly all super experts.

"Brother Xia, why are you here?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

"The Wind Race's Saint Lord's great birthday is approaching, so we came to offer our congratulations," Xia Yiming replied with a smile.

Their clan uncle had personally come, and they accompanied him, wanting to get acquainted with some young talents, which was why they came to the central region.

"Let's go together," the Great Xia Prince said, smiling as he invited them.

Ye Fan pondered briefly, then nodded in agreement. The Wind Race's Saint Lord had shown him kindness. Now that he was here and invited by the Great Xia Prince, refusing to go would not look good if word got out.

The Wind Race, the oldest family in the Eastern Wasteland, embodied both power and mystery. They emulated Heaven and Earth, grasping the profound secrets of the supreme Great Dao, making them an extremely formidable family.

The fact that the Peerless Divine King chose them and wanted Ye Fan to form a marriage alliance with them clearly indicated their standing. Across the Eastern Wasteland, no one dared to provoke them; everyone wished to be on good terms with them.

This clan had endured dark upheavals throughout various eras yet remained prosperous and strong. It had become a colossal power, looking down upon the world, with few capable of matching its profound heritage.

From a distance, the sight of the Wind Race was astonishing.

Eight hundred floating islands were scattered like stars, shining like luminous pearls. Each island was unique, resembling a pure land from the heavens, bringing peace to the mind.

"The Wind Race is truly astonishing! The legend of eight hundred divine islands is indeed true!" Li Heishui exclaimed.

The eight hundred islands hung motionless in the sky, enveloped in surging immortal mist, like a breathtaking divine land. Immortal flowers bloomed, waterfalls cascaded, and five-colored mists swirled, giving them an ethereal quality.

Numerous palaces were situated on them, featuring carved beams and painted pillars, coiling dragons and soaring phoenixes, and flowing immortal clouds. They resembled a divine realm beyond the mortal world, with many spirit birds like immortal cranes and colorful luan birds fluttering among the islands.

In the deepest part, endless towering mountains stood high in the sky, majestic, grand, and awe-inspiring.

Among these great mountains lay a magnificent ancient city, never falling, invisible to outsiders. The most powerful holy lands each had one, said to be ancient divine cities left behind by deities.

Many esteemed elders of the Wind Race stood outside the divine islands, greeting everyone with smiles and repeatedly bowing in thanks.

"Dogs that haven't transformed are not allowed inside," someone said, stopping Ye Fan and his companions, absolutely refusing to let the big black dog enter.

"In the past, your sect leader invited me, and I still didn't come!" the big black dog growled furiously.

"This is a rule: no pet beasts are allowed inside." The Wind Race members' expressions were not pleased.

"Who's a pet beast? The human 'pets' this Emperor has taken have all gone in, so why can't I enter?!" It bellowed in anger, extending a large paw to point at some disciples from the Holy Lands.

Indeed, there were some among them who had been captured by the big black dog. At this moment, they wished they could skin it alive, scurrying into the eight hundred divine islands as if fleeing, not wanting to cause any further embarrassment.

"Let them in," an elder of the Wind Race approached. Ye Fan recognized him, having met him in the Northern Region's Divine City, and gave a respectful bow.

Different people were led to different islands. Ye Fan and his group were led deep into a large island, where most of the occupants were young disciples from various Holy Lands.

Their arrival immediately attracted much attention. Many Saint Sons and Saintesses were present, and each of them showed a strange expression, surprised that Ye Fan was still alive.

Because the half-year period was almost up, yet he was still alive.

"Cough..." Ye Fan coughed up a trace of blood, carelessly wiping it away with a white cloth.

Many people felt an indescribable mix of emotions. They had seen him constantly coughing blood in the Southern Region, yet he was able to fight fiercely against Hua Yunfei, the successor of the Ruthless Emperor, and powerfully slay the Saintess of a supreme sect in the Central Plains.

Now he was still coughing blood, making many inwardly grumble that he deserved to be struck by lightning, always misleading people, only to then kill a swath of opponents every time, leaving them speechless.

"Brother Ye, is your health alright?" asked the Saint Son Yi. His body was enveloped in a divine halo, making it difficult for people to feel any ill will towards him. With holy light shrouding his body, he resembled a divine child walking among mortals.

"I can probably live for another half a month," Ye Fan replied.

"Brother Ye, you jest. You will surely overcome this deadly trial," Saint Son Yi said with a smile.

"Since you short-lived wretch only have a few days left to live, why don't you quickly fight me?!" The Golden-Winged Little Peng King approached, tall and mighty, his golden eyes intimidating. He resembled a descending demon god, incredibly oppressive.

"Why would I fear you? If you want to fight, then let's fight. I don't mind annihilating you!" Ye Fan suddenly turned to face the demonic young man of the demon race. With the opponent's repeated provocations, this battle was inevitable.

The other Saint Sons and Saintesses were all stirred. These were two of the current younger generation's top experts; if they were to battle, it would undoubtedly be a struggle between dragons and tigers, an astonishing clash that everyone eagerly anticipated.

"Little bird, you sure have nine lives!" the Black Emperor grumbled.

"Hmph!" The Golden-Winged Little Peng King snorted coldly, two streaks of cold lightning shooting from his golden eyes.

He, Feng Huang, and others had not been forced into the Undying Mountains; they had narrowly escaped, much more smoothly than Ye Fan and his group.

"Is Brother Peng going to fight someone?" Feng Huang gracefully approached. Though she wore a five-colored mask, her demeanor was captivating and her immortal beauty peerless. She chuckled softly, "It's not suitable for fighting today. We can postpone the battle and let us all witness a peak confrontation."

Everyone showed peculiar expressions. They were well aware of her relationship with Ye Fan, and seeing her attitude, they all felt that a good show was certainly in store soon.