Chapter 575: The First Kill of the Dragon Transformation

The old swindler was incredibly sly, plunging off the cliff and vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Many people from the Great Xia Dynasty arrived. The leader, adorned with a nine-dragon crown and a purple dragon robe, was impressively majestic, with dragon energy swirling around him. His powerful divine sense swept across the Immortal Cliff, but found nothing.

"Where is he?" the Imperial Uncle of Great Xia asked, his face grim.

"Where did you buy the Immortal Burial Map?" one of the commanders asked, pushing forward a cultivator who had previously bought a Broken Sun Map.

"He was just here," the man stammered nervously. He went to the spot where the old blind man had been, picked up a few pebbles, and said, "He sold these too, a thousand jin of source for each."

The vast cliffside was bustling with cultivators, featuring simple stalls as well as elaborate jade halls. At this moment, everyone was startled and looked over.

"He can't have gone far, chase him!" The Imperial Uncle of Great Xia was the first to leap off the cliff, pursuing him in one direction, and the others followed suit.

"What's going on? What happened? People from the Four Immortal Dynasties of Central State have arrived, that's truly unexpected."

"Just now, an old blind man was selling Immortal Burial Maps..."

Before long, everyone on the Immortal Cliff knew what had happened. The maps sold by the old blind man had shocked the Great Xia Dynasty, causing them apprehension.

"It's a genuine map, not a fake meant to deceive people."

People were surprised to discover that it was a secret map, which had somehow circulated. Currently, it seemed only a few major powers possessed it.

"I understand now. Perhaps there really are ancient scriptures left by the Grand Emperor in the Immortal Mansion World. That's why the Great Xia Dynasty is so anxious; he was their progenitor."

In recent days, various individuals had entered and exited the Immortal Mansion World, discovering many secret locations. However, drawing such a detailed map would be incredibly difficult and would certainly require immense effort.

"Someone has discovered the ascension ground of an ancient Great Emperor. The next entry into the Immortal Mansion World will undoubtedly be extremely brutal, with many likely to contend for it."

However, people quickly realized that the place was likely extremely dangerous. Otherwise, why would anyone need to draw a map and bring it out? They could have simply taken everything left by the ancient Great Emperor.

The cliffside was in chaos; no one could remain calm. This was an astonishing Immortal Burial Ground, where ancient scriptures would likely emerge, and perhaps even Ultimate Saint Weapons.

"Where did that old blind man go?"

"Who all bought his maps just now?"

Above the cliff, everyone was searching. More than thirty people had bought maps just now, and they had all quietly slipped away, feeling they had gotten an incredible bargain.

Ye Fan put away his Immortal Burial Map and wandered through the free market, wondering about the old blind man's background. How had he managed to acquire a thousand such valuable maps to sell?

Two hours later, calm returned to the area. It was clear that this matter couldn't be kept secret; many people would undoubtedly try to acquire the Immortal Burial Map.

"Isn't that Xiao Mingyuan?" Ye Fan saw an acquaintance, the grandson of Grand Tutor Xiao of Anping Nation, who hailed from the same dynasty as Princess Yudie.

Ye Fan's fiefdom originally belonged to the Xiao family. Xiao Mingyuan had set a trap for him, using the site where an ancient Great Emperor had built his hermitage in his later years as bait, hoping to kill him in the desolate hut.

"That bastard!"

Ye Fan didn't approach. He squatted in front of a stall, playing with a spirit beast in a cage, while observing a few people not far away.

Several elders accompanied Xiao Mingyuan, constantly inquiring about the old blind man. They were clearly there for the Immortal Burial Map, hoping to get a share.

"It seems that once the beast king riots in the Immortal Mansion World cease, there will be a bloody storm. The divine treasures of the ancient Great Emperor will draw countless powerful cultivators."

Ye Fan pondered for a long time. Then, he faintly heard Xiao Mingyuan's words, which surprisingly mentioned his name and Lucheng. It seemed this person was still "thinking" of him.

Soon after, those people left. Ye Fan sneered as he watched their retreating figures, paying them little mind. Now that he had entered the Dragon Transformation secret realm and mastered the Movement Divine Art, he was fearless.

"Treasure-seeking rat! A genuine treasure-seeking spirit beast from a true sect, selling for only five thousand jin of source!"

In front of a stall, a middle-aged man sat on the ground. Inside a small iron cage was a tiny mouse, shimmering with iridescent light.

Many people went up to marvel at it, but one person sneered, "He's back to cheating people again. Feeding a few wild rats with spirit medicine, and then daring to impersonate a treasure-seeking rat."

"Exactly. The day before yesterday, he sold eighteen of them in one day. A treasure-seeking rat might not even be born once in a thousand years, so how could he possibly sell so many at once?"

"In this place, it's 'buyer beware,' and transactions are entirely voluntary. Everyone, be careful and don't fall for it."

Many people around were discussing and pointing. Ye Fan was speechless; there were truly many swindlers in this place. Although the old blind man had sold Immortal Burial Maps, Ye Fan couldn't shake the feeling that he wasn't a good person.

Suddenly, Ye Fan was startled. He saw an old acquaintance, Duan De, wiggling his butt and pushing people aside as he approached the stall. He squatted down and said, "This rat, why does it have such shifty eyes?"

"What's new about that? Don't rats always have shifty eyes?" the middle-aged man at the stall retorted, rolling his eyes.

Upon seeing Duan De, Ye Fan couldn't help but grin. Just a few days ago, he had stripped the fatty bare and made off with a pile of treasures.

Meeting again now, he yearned to burst into laughter, but he could only twitch his lips, suppressing the urge, enduring the ache in his cheeks.

"I mean, this rat's eyes are too shifty. It doesn't look like a treasure-seeking rat; it looks more like a rat demon," Duan De said, shaking his head.

"Anyone who knows their stuff will buy it. Yesterday, people were scrambling to buy them, and now only this one is left," the middle-aged man said unhurriedly.

"You're really addicted to cheating, aren't you? If this thing were a true treasure-seeking rat, would you bear to sell it?" someone scoffed.

"I'm not lying. Who would sell a true treasure-seeking rat for five thousand jin of source? Not even for ten or a hundred times that amount," the middle-aged man said calmly and composedly. "This is an offspring of a treasure-seeking rat. With careful cultivation, perhaps in a thousand years, a divine rat will be born."

"Even in a thousand years, it won't become a divine rat," Duan De said, dropping a few pieces of exotic source. "I'll buy it. I have another great use for it."

"What is this fatty up to?" Ye Fan wondered suspiciously, thinking he was probably eyeing the Immortal Burial Ground.

After wandering the high cliff for half a day, Ye Fan departed, returning to Lucheng and descending.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, an endless surge of killing intent rose. The entire city glowed as all its formation patterns activated, and countless sword beams swept towards him.

Ye Fan was immediately alarmed. Someone had taken control of Lucheng, activating all the ancient formation patterns inscribed on its walls, intending to kill him, the city lord.

"Whoosh!"

He darted out like a streak of light, vanishing and reappearing multiple times. He was neither trapped nor pierced by the sword beams; all of this was due to the miraculous Movement Divine Art.

Otherwise, even a Half-Step Great Power would be unable to breach the ancient city's formation patterns. Staying there for too long would surely lead to a grim fate.

"Who's there?" Ye Fan stood high in the sky, looking down at everything within Lucheng.

"This brat has advanced to the Dragon Transformation secret realm; his cultivation has really risen fast," a middle-aged man said coldly, appearing on the city wall.

"So, you're the one who seized my Xiao family's city and injured our disciples?" another person stepped forward, a cold sneer on his lips.

Ye Fan's expression remained calm. He recognized these individuals; they had been with Xiao Mingyuan not long ago. He understood what was happening without needing further explanation.

"Why bother talking? Just kill him quickly. We still need to find the Immortal Burial Map."

"This is my city. You've trespassed without authorization and attacked me. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?" Ye Fan said calmly.

"Who do you think you are? This city has always belonged to the Xiao family. We merely let you stay for a couple of days. Now we'll kill you and reclaim it," another person said, casting a disdainful glance at him.

"Do you really think you can defeat me so easily?" Ye Fan stared at them. There were two experts at Dragon Transformation Sixth Heaven, three at Dragon Transformation Seventh Heaven, and the last two had even reached Dragon Transformation Eighth Heaven.

One of them, speaking in a flat, emotionless voice, said, "You injured my Xiao family's disciples and dared to linger here, you foolish wretch. We are reclaiming this city. Kneel and beg for forgiveness, and we won't make things difficult for you. We'll simply cut off your head and leave, saving you further suffering."

The seven flew out of the ancient city, approaching him step by step. They weren't overly dismissive; these seven powerful experts moved in unison, aiming to instantly obliterate him.

Ye Fan said no more. His hands glowed with iridescent light as he stood with the Myriad Sorrow Bow. At that moment, he continuously activated the All Character Secret Art. After hundreds of attempts, he finally succeeded, immediately boosting his combat power tenfold.

The Myriad Sorrow Bow radiated brilliantly, its string trembling slightly. Three arrows shot forth in quick succession, moving at extreme speed towards a Dragon Transformation Sixth Heaven expert.

"Clang!"

At first, there was a metallic clang of impact, but then a scream followed as the arrows pierced through his ancient treasure and embedded themselves in his body.

"Ah..."

The three arrows, one after another, all struck him. They couldn't be blocked and tore through him with destructive force.

"Thud," "Thud," "Thud."

Three blood blossoms burst open, and then the person exploded with a "boom," scattering bone fragments and bits of flesh everywhere, utterly annihilated in body and spirit.

"What?!" The onlookers were stunned, never imagining that someone would fall so quickly.

Ye Fan sneered. He could kill a cultivator at Dragon Transformation Sixth Change even without using the All Character Secret Art, let alone with his combat power boosted tenfold.

"Didn't you want to kill me?" he said, holding the Myriad Sorrow Bow, his expression cold. He continued to draw his bow rapidly, shooting at these people.

"Thud," "Thud"...

In the next instant, he fired nine arrows consecutively, simultaneously activating the All Character Secret Art. This time, a Dragon Transformation Seventh Change expert was struck and instantly shattered, unable to withstand the power of these divine arrows.

The remaining people's faces had already paled. They scattered in all directions, each unleashing their magic artifacts to attack Ye Fan. The situation was dire; they sensed great trouble.

This young man in front of them was too decisive in killing, possessing such combat power that they felt seriously threatened and their hearts fell into disarray.

Ye Fan's expression was indifferent. He rapidly dodged using the Movement Divine Art, then continuously drew his bow and fired arrows. This time, he shot a total of one hundred and eight arrows, eighteen of which activated the All Character Secret Art, all aimed at a Dragon Transformation Eighth Change expert.

"Clang," "Clang"...

The Dragon Transformation Eighth Change expert was indeed powerful, continuously blocking and destroying many arrows. However, he couldn't destroy the special eighteen arrows and was in a dire state.

If Ye Fan hadn't advanced to the Dragon Transformation secret realm, killing him would have been very difficult. But now, things were vastly different. He drew his bow again, and another eighteen divine arrows, all successfully activated, shot forth.

These thirty-six special divine arrows, powerful enough to shake mountains, contained unparalleled and overwhelming divine power. Killing intent soared to the heavens. Each arrow stretched over ten li, flying back and forth, appearing incredibly terrifying.

"Thud," "Thud"...

Finally, the Dragon Transformation Eighth Change expert could no longer resist. He was continuously struck by arrows, screaming in agony, and instantly turned into a bloody mist, leaving not even a fragment of bone behind.

The others were utterly stunned. This was an expert at Dragon Transformation Eighth Change, yet he was rapidly shot down by Ye Fan. Who was this person? Truly monstrous!

At this moment, all the ancient treasures they had unleashed were pierced by the divine arrows and turned into dust; not a single one remained intact.

"Run!"

The other Dragon Transformation Eighth Change expert turned and fled. The others, already terrified, also took flight; not one dared to stop.

"Since you came here, didn't you want to kill me? Don't leave yet!"

Ye Fan spoke calmly, chasing them relentlessly from behind. The group quickly split up, but it made no difference; they couldn't escape the shadow of death.

Because Ye Fan had mastered the Movement Divine Art and possessed unmatched speed, they couldn't escape. Moreover, arrows shot from the Myriad Sorrow Bow were difficult to stop unless they hit their target.

"Thud!"

A blood flower blossomed, tragically beautiful.

"Ah..." A miserable shriek was heard.

"Thud!"

Soon after, another cluster of vivid flowers burst forth. A scream had just begun before it was silenced, and a person was torn to pieces.

Chasing them all the way, Ye Fan shot down all seven individuals; not a single one escaped.

He let out a cold laugh, shouldered his Myriad Sorrow Bow, and flew directly towards the Qishi Mansion, guarding it from a nearby peak.

A day later, he finally saw Xiao Mingyuan again, who was surprisingly accompanied by a Half-Step Great Power. However, Ye Fan did not retreat. He drew his bow, notched an arrow, and began to shoot.

"Who's there?!" The Half-Step Great Power was highly alert and immediately spotted him, lunging forward quickly.

"It's you, Ye!" Xiao Mingyuan was startled. He hadn't expected Ye Fan to be so audacious, daring to come to the Qishi Mansion to kill him.

"That's right, it's me." Ye Fan used the Movement Divine Art to evade the Half-Step Great Power, not wishing to engage directly. After all, there was a significant gap between their cultivation realms.

"You're truly bold to come here!" Xiao Mingyuan naturally knew why Ye Fan was there, but he hadn't anticipated such audacity, coming directly to Qishi Mansion to kill him. He shouted, "Sixth Uncle, kill him! Don't let him escape!"

The Half-Step Great Power was enraged. Ye Fan's speed was too great; he couldn't catch up and had no way to deliver a killing blow.

"Xiao Mingyuan, I'm sending you on your way!"

Without delay, Ye Fan made the Myriad Sorrow Bow tremble slightly, and divine rainbows, forty-nine arrows in total, shot out one after another, piercing through the void.

The Half-Step Great Power was very strong and close by, yet he couldn't stop them. The forty-nine arrows scattered like falling stars in all directions, eventually converging on Xiao Mingyuan.

"No!"

"Sixth Uncle, save me!"

It was too late. This was the terrifying aspect of the Myriad Sorrow Bow, which Ye Fan had only recently discovered: once he locked onto a target, the arrows didn't need to fly in a straight line; they could still strike down the enemy.

Now that Ye Fan had entered the Dragon Transformation secret realm, killing Xiao Mingyuan required no effort. With forty-nine arrows unleashed simultaneously, it was as if his name had been inscribed in the Book of Life and Death.

"Thud," "Thud"...

"Ah..."

Xiao Mingyuan only managed to let out a single shriek before he was torn apart, his body reduced to a bloody pulp, then transforming into mist, dying a violent death.