Chapter 565: Chasing the Demon

An arrow shattered a mountain peak—what immense power! If such a strike hit a person, their body would surely be obliterated, leaving nothing behind!

Everyone was left speechless, mouths agape. As time passed, Ye Fan had already fired over seven hundred arrows, each one a brilliant rainbow illuminating the sky.

Even from a great distance, one could feel the terrifying fluctuations in this region, as if a starry sky were being destroyed, causing souls to tremble.

Many powerful exotic beasts kept their distance, not daring to trespass for fear of a major catastrophe. Numerous cultivators watched from afar, not one daring to approach.

How could anyone possibly fight this? People couldn't help but ask themselves. Hundreds of light arrows fired simultaneously, like meteors descending from outer space, occasionally shattering cliffs into dust.

No one could withstand such terrifying power; even a Half-Great Being would frown upon encountering it. These dreadful divine arrows formed a crisscrossing rain of light, piercing clouds and splitting mountains.

“Seven hundred eleven, seven hundred twelve...”

Many people were counting, feeling increasingly incredulous. Ye Fan's body flowed with precious radiance, his vital energy like a sea, engulfing half the sky, with no signs of exhaustion whatsoever.

When people counted to the 720th arrow, Yan Yunluan could no longer bear it. Golden rainbows flew across the sky; each arrow weighed over ten thousand jin, numbing his arms.

One must understand that each arrow could collapse a mountain peak. With so many concentrated, even a Grand Elder from a Holy Land would almost vomit blood!

Yan Yunluan was considered a monstrous genius by the world, fearing no strong opponent, even those in the Eighth or Ninth Transformation of the Dragon. He had been confident he could instantly kill Ye Fan, but at this moment, he felt utterly stifled.

No matter how immense his divine abilities, they were useless. His opponent, wielding the Myriad Sorrow Bow, had completely sealed off the sky. Yan Yunluan simply couldn't break through to engage in battle.

At this moment, Yan Yunluan was a living target, enduring the impact of hundreds of rainbows. He wielded his Halberd of Heavenly Might and performed Heavenly Gang movements, but it was still futile.

Although he had parried most of the light arrows, his opponent's momentum continuously increased, their divine power never drying up. If this continued, Yan Yunluan would certainly be shot dead, without any doubt.

“Clang!”

Even with the bearing of a war god, Yan Yunluan was now exhausted. Though his Halberd of Heavenly Might could cleave the sky, it was no longer as fierce as it had been initially.

“Clang,” “Zing”...

He continuously slashed, charging towards Ye Fan several times, but was forcefully driven back each time, narrowly avoiding disaster.

Rage and frustration made him extremely unwilling to concede, but he had no other option.

“Pffft!”

An arrow, piercing the day like an eternal light from beyond the heavens, suddenly struck, carrying away a lock of Yan Yunluan's black hair, turning it to ash, and nearly piercing his skull.

His gaze incredibly cold, he turned and left without a word. There was no way to continue this battle; once his divine power was exhausted, he would surely be killed.

“Didn’t you want to slay me? It’s not that easy to leave!” Ye Fan pursued, calmly drawing his bow and firing arrows. The Myriad Sorrow Bow and he had become one, like a treasure wheel from the immortal realm, radiating dazzling light.

“Clang!”

The divine arrow, with a long, brilliant tail of light stretching several miles, was incredibly dazzling yet terrifyingly destructive. It struck the Halberd of Heavenly Might, causing it to tremble violently.

“Don’t push me…” Yan Yunluan turned, gave him a cold glance, then rushed towards the distant sky once more.

“What if I do push you?” Ye Fan was completely unconcerned. His opponent had already tried to kill him, so what was there to care about? If he could shoot him dead, he would show no mercy.

Over seven hundred divine arrows were fired. Among them, over 150 did not shatter, forming a curtain of light that relentlessly pursued with dazzling brilliance.

“Clang,” “Clang”...

Yan Yunluan was finally somewhat dishevelled. His Halberd of Heavenly Might nearly flew from his grasp several times, and spots of blood appeared on his body as several arrow feathers brushed past him, almost inflicting severe injury.

As a monstrous-level existence, his speed was indeed far superior to other Holy Sons. However, compared to the 'Movement' secret technique, it was still greatly inferior, and he couldn't shake it off.

By now, everyone was stunned. Could Yan Yunluan truly be about to fall? The thought of this outcome immediately caused a stir.

“Boom!”

Ye Fan fired another arrow, pouring all his strength into it. The light it emitted was terrifying, carving a 'Dao mark,' with lightning flashing and a deafening roar.

“Clang!”

This arrow was heavy and powerful, numbing Yan Yunluan's arm and almost causing him to drop his Halberd of Heavenly Might. He was flung hundreds of meters back by a massive force, which even shattered a mountain peak.

“Boom!”

Another such arrow, imbued with Ye Fan's essence, energy, and spirit, shot through the void, arriving in an instant, its tail light stretching seven or eight miles!

“Clang!”

At this moment, the Halberd of Heavenly Might was almost deformed. This arrow caused a mountain peak to collapse, sending rocks tumbling and dust rising into the sky, burying Yan Yunluan alive beneath.

No one's expression remained unchanged. The Myriad Sorrow Bow, this secret treasure, was simply too terrifying. Wielded by this youth with boundless divine power, it was as if he could slay gods and destroy Buddhas who stood in his path!

Yan Yunluan let out a long roar, his body glowing with purple light, bursting out of the rubble. Holding his Halberd of Heavenly Might, he continuously parried dozens of arrow feathers and flew away without looking back.

At this point, Ye Fan was finally somewhat tired. An ordinary person would be impressive to draw a bow a dozen times, yet he had already fired over seven hundred arrows!

He didn't want to let this monstrous genius escape. He continued to circulate his divine power, and at this moment, he activated the 'All' secret technique, carefully drawing the dragon string of the Myriad Sorrow Bow.

“Whoosh!”

Finally, this arrow shot out, exceptionally terrifying. It didn't look like a light arrow at all; it resembled a dragon, over ten miles long!

The terrifying fluctuations caused many to almost kneel, and numerous individuals nearly fell from high altitude, crying out in alarm.

“Clang!”

This arrow pierced through the Halberd of Heavenly Might, which wove together the laws of heaven and earth. The halberd's shaft broke with a snap, and the ten-mile long arrow light annihilated everything!

“Boom!”

The void trembled violently. A boundless star domain appeared, and Yan Yunluan merged into it, having displayed his phenomenon at this critical moment.

“Boundless Star Domain!”

Someone cried out in alarm, and everyone was greatly moved. This phenomenon was extremely rare; even in ancient times, few had cultivated it, yet this monstrous genius had mastered it.

The divine arrow, over ten miles long, charged in and was not stopped. Although it rapidly dimmed, it was not extinguished; it continued to fly, passing through the star domain and pursuing Yan Yunluan.

“Pffft!”

A stream of blood splattered out. The light arrow finally pierced Yan Yunluan, then dissipated within that star domain, leaving a large spray of blood.

However, Yan Yunluan did not fall; his body merely shook. He retracted his Boundless Star Domain and rushed towards the distant sky.

“Yan Yunluan has been injured!”

Everyone was shocked, all showing expressions of disbelief. Such monstrous abilities were heaven-defying; even a powerful cultivator in the Ninth Transformation of the Dragon couldn't deal with him.

Yet at this moment, he was almost shot dead by an arrow. This was undoubtedly sensational news, causing an uproar among the cultivators in this region.

Ye Fan, however, felt a chill in his heart. This person was truly too powerful; that arrow was enough to obliterate a savage dragon, body and soul, or turn a mountain peak into dust.

However, Yan Yunluan escaped, and his life was not in danger. It was merely a body penetration that failed to extinguish his life force.

Break into Dragon Transformation! I must enter the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm as soon as possible! This was the incredibly strong voice from the depths of Ye Fan's heart.

Otherwise, once he engaged in a life-and-death battle with such a monstrous genius without the Myriad Sorrow Bow in hand, he would likely be in great danger.

Because several cultivation realms separated them, the gap was too large. Even as a Sacred Body, there was no way to defeat such a monstrous genius by fighting above his realm; his own cultivation level absolutely had to be elevated.

Ye Fan pursued, continuously activating the 'All' secret technique, firing unparalleled sacred arrows imbued with his essence, energy, and spirit. At this moment, the opponent's divine power was failing, and he was injured, making it an excellent opportunity to shoot him dead.

“Yan Yunluan is finished; he’s bound to die if this continues!”

“What a pity. It’s not that his combat power is inferior; if not for the Myriad Sorrow Bow, even a Grand Elder from a Holy Land personally arriving might not be able to kill him.”

Everyone was astonished, not having expected such an outcome.

Ye Fan pursued the monstrous genius, the two flying hundreds of miles, one after another. He fired nine consecutive arrows, all piercing through the Boundless Star Domain, and four of them passed through Yan Yunluan's body, drawing out large amounts of blood.

Along the way, everyone was dumbfounded. The disciples of the Scholars' Manor could hardly believe it; Yan Yunluan being pursued like this was like something out of a fantasy.

“Who is that person, to force a monstrous genius into such a state? What is his background?!”

“He… it’s actually him!” Someone, after careful identification, was dumbfounded, recognizing Ye Fan and remaining speechless for a long while.

“Who is it, exactly?”

“He’s that lord from outside the Immortal Mountain who even captured Princess Qi. I once went to watch a battle and saw him.”

“He’s that supreme lord, Ye Zhetian, who ate many spirit beasts and hunted outside the Immortal Mountain with a large bow?!”

“That’s right, it’s him!”

Once his identity was confirmed, the crowd erupted in an uproar. This was too incredible; this lord's strength was truly formidable, capable of even pursuing a monstrous genius.

“Pffft!”

Blood flowers bloomed, and Yan Yunluan's body trembled again, almost falling out of the Boundless Star Domain.

Ye Fan pierced him for the seventh time, but he was even more shocked. Seven arrows in total were enough to turn seven large mountains into dust, yet this person was still not dead.

“Young man, learn to be merciful when you can!” An old man arrived on a cloud, sweeping his large sleeve to shatter the sacred arrow Ye Fan had fired using the 'All' secret technique, blocking his path.

“Boom!”

At the same time, he pressed his right hand in the void, shattering dozens of other divine arrows; not one remained intact!

This was a Great Being from the Scholars' Manor, who highly valued several monstrous geniuses. He had left marks on their bodies, and upon sensing danger, he rushed to their rescue immediately.

Ye Fan was decisive, turning to leave. Let alone Saint Lord-level figures, even against a Half-Great Being, there was no hope at all; he wouldn't go to his death.

“Young man, we can talk.” The Great Being from the Scholars' Manor sent a voice transmission.

“Whoosh”

Ye Fan did not reply. He activated the 'Movement' secret technique, vanishing into the depths of the mountain range in the blink of an eye.

Two days later, Ye Fan entered a place shrouded in purple mist. Here, exotic flowers bloomed and jade grasses covered the ground, with many spirit orchids and medicinal herbs.

“Duan De!”

Ye Fan was surprised; he discovered the unscrupulous Daoist Duan De wandering around this spiritual land.

“This guy has profound research on burial grounds. Could it be that he’s found something here?”

Duan De had entered and exited the Demon Emperor's Yin Tomb nine times, and also found the burial place of the Nine Secrets in Lizhou, truly possessing unfathomable abilities.

“I’ll follow him and snatch his treasures this time!” Ye Fan secretly decided. In the past, Duan De had seized several spiritual items from before the Demon Emperor's Tomb.

The unscrupulous Daoist wandered here for most of the day, then suddenly made a move, shattering a cliff. A cave dwelling appeared there, from which auspicious light flowed.

“An immortal dwelling has appeared!” Suddenly, Duan De shouted at the top of his lungs, wishing he could attract everyone.

“When did this bastard become selfless? What does he really want?” Ye Fan was puzzled.

In just a moment, numerous cultivators were alarmed. They flew from distant mountains, landing here, staring at the ancient cave that flowed with dazzling light.

Meanwhile, Duan De had already retreated, vanishing into the distant mountains. Ye Fan quietly followed; he didn't believe the unscrupulous Daoist would be so kind and was certain he had some plan.

“Hehe, you all go and break the restrictions. This humble Daoist thanks you,” Duan De chuckled.

“This bastard really never changes his ways!” Ye Fan cursed.

Before long, Duan De arrived dozens of miles away. Here was a clear small lake, wreathed in thin mist, with spirit orchids on its banks emitting auspicious aura, like an otherworldly pure land.

“Once you break the restrictions, this immortal lake will sink, and the true cave dwelling will appear. There’s probably extraordinary treasure here,” Fatty Duan said, rubbing his hands, his eyes gleaming.

“This guy is truly something; he makes others break restrictions dozens of miles away while he sits here and reaps the rewards.” While despising him, Ye Fan was also very surprised.

In the distance, a figure flashed, and an unparalleled beauty appeared. Gracefully poised, she passed through the immortal vein and approached the clear immortal lake; it was Princess Yu Die.

“Princess…” Ye Fan sent a voice transmission, calling her over.

“Why are you here?” Princess Yu Die asked, surprised.

“You’re not here for a bath, are you? Don’t go over there; wait here, there’s likely an immortal opportunity,” Ye Fan chuckled.

Princess Yu Die rolled her eyes at him, saying, “What nonsense are you talking about? I just felt this place was full of spiritual energy, not an ordinary place, so I came to take a look.”

Then, her expression froze, and a hint of surprise appeared on her flawless, jade-like face. She also spotted Duan De by the lakeside, looking sneaky and hidden behind a green stone.

“This person is very mysterious, also a disciple of the Scholars' Manor. It is said that a monstrous genius wanted to test his skills but couldn't gauge his true depth.”

Ye Fan was not surprised by this result. The unscrupulous Daoist could escape from even powerful figures; Wu Dao, one of the Thirteen Great Bandits, chased him in circles but couldn't catch him.

Suddenly, auspicious mist rose in the distance, endless light flowed, and spiritual energy filled the mountain range, accompanied by bursts of immortal music.

It was the spiritual land from earlier, where many cultivators were breaking restrictions. Divine light could be seen surging even from afar, drawing everyone's attention.

Everyone in this region rushed there immediately. This sight greatly resembled the omen of a cave dwelling opening.

Ye Fan clicked his tongue in amazement. Fatty Duan was truly unscrupulous, making those people work in vain for him while also attracting various powerful figures to that other location. No one paid attention to this area; it was truly killing two birds with one stone.

“Gurgle”

Points of light overflowed from the lake water, rapidly sinking, and the spiritual energy became many times richer.

“It’s indeed an entrance; this should be the true cave dwelling. With such a scale, it was most likely left by a Saint, or even related to an ancient Great Emperor. Perhaps an ancient scripture will emerge!” Fatty Duan muttered to himself, very excited.

Chapter Two concludes.