Chapter 585: Force That Shakes Great Power

The ten-thousand-foot-high jade platform rose step by step, with dragons leaping and phoenixes soaring, enveloped in chaos. Even though everyone knew it wasn't real, they were still startled.

The Azure Dragons and Divine Phoenixes were incredibly lifelike, tens of thousands of them, formed from immortal energy, adding a mysterious aura to the five-colored jade platform.

Mortals looking up would see nothing, as the five-colored jade platform towered ten thousand feet. However, everyone present had eyes like lightning, piercing through clouds and mist, allowing them to vaguely discern what lay above.

Above, an ancient and weathered coffin exuded an endless sense of vicissitude. Though no more than ten feet long, it seemed to carry eons and contain all of time.

The transformation of oceans into mulberry fields, the vastness of the earth, the boundless starry sky—none of it could compare to a single corner of the coffin. It seemed to embody the past, present, and future, stretching through millions of years!

Upon reaching this place, no one could pass through unscathed. Their bodies felt like they were about to tear apart, wracked with intense pain, and their bones creaked.

On this five-colored jade platform, an endlessly terrifying pressure surged like tides, sweeping through heaven and earth, threatening to shatter their bodies.

Had the ultimate power of an ancient Great Emperor been revived?

This was everyone's question. Such world-shattering pressure had only been seen during the battle at the Northern Region's Divine City, and no cultivator could withstand it.

"This... could it be coming from just a corpse? What terrifying power must he have possessed when alive!"

They were struck with awe and dread. They had reached a short distance from the five-colored jade platform, but could not advance further; even ancient treasures proved useless.

At this moment, everyone's divine power was severely suppressed. Although they could still employ their magic power, it no longer flowed smoothly.

By now, Ye Fan and Dongfang Ye were undoubtedly the most adapted to the environment. Their physical bodies were stronger than even the Saint Lords', and although their divine power was weakened, their combat strength remained undiminished.

An ancient coffin, likely existing since primeval times, held the key to whether gods truly existed in this world—a mystery that would be unveiled today.

The coffin did not rest on the ten-thousand-foot jade platform; instead, it floated in the void above, suspended in chaos and immortal energy, as if it possessed life.

"It's over," Dongfang Ye said, "We can only stop here. There's no way to take another step forward. What should we do?"

The ten-thousand-foot high platform lay before them, unapproachable. The aura sweeping down from above was unbearable, threatening to annihilate their forms and spirits.

"A bunch of small fry have made it this far, not knowing their place," a young man's voice announced as he approached with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Who are you calling small fry?" Dongfang Ye licked his lips—a sure sign the barbarian was about to act—and raised the large staff in his hand.

"Don't be impulsive, he's a Great Power!" the old blind man interjected, stopping him.

"A bunch of small fry!" the young man sneered, sweeping his gaze over them contemptuously. He slowly paced closer, radiating an oppressive aura.

Ye Fan and the others felt uneasy. This was a Great Power with questionable character who clearly didn't regard them seriously and intended to clear the area.

"Uncle!"

Just then, another voice sounded. A middle-aged man approached with difficulty, clearly under immense pressure from the ten-thousand-foot jade platform.

Ye Fan's heart sank. Trouble! The Xiao family had arrived, and it was none other than Xiao Zhi, a half-step Great Power who had tried to kill him multiple times.

"Ye Zhetian!" Xiao Zhi exclaimed upon arrival, spotting Ye Fan instantly. His eyes widened, and with a shout, he lunged forward.

"Is he the one who killed Ming Yuan?" the seemingly young Great Power beside him asked, his expression immediately darkening. He looked down at Ye Fan and said, "Will you take your own life, or wait for me to act?"

Ye Fan let out a cold snort and said nothing. His steps were light and nimble; he glided away as effortlessly as an exiled immortal, heading directly for the ten-thousand-foot jade platform.

He advanced against immense pressure, instantly reaching the vicinity of the jade platform. There, his divine power was even more severely suppressed, making it difficult to use.

"Little brat Ye, let's see where you can run now!" Xiao Zhi said sinisterly, approaching unhurriedly like a cat toying with a mouse, closing in on him.

Xiao Yunsheng, the Grand Tutor Xiao's younger brother, appeared very young, though this was not his true age. With his hands clasped behind his back, seemingly unconcerned, he strolled over, looking down at Ye Fan. "Kneel down yourself," he commanded.

"Little dog Ye, let's see how you'll survive this time!" Xiao Zhi snarled grimly, taking a step closer. He swung the Eight Trigrams purple copper furnace in his hand down with force.

At this moment, Ye Fan showed no fear, only a hint of mockery. He calmly made his move, forming the Mountain-Embracing Seal with his left hand and striking forward.

This was not his former seal technique; it was a complete secret art obtained from the cliffs of the barbaric world—the Earth Seal, one of the three seals: Heaven, Earth, and Man.

"Om!"

The power was extreme, incredibly fierce and mighty, like an entire landmass pressing down. The left hand, forming the seal, seemed to fill the sky, utterly terrifying.

Xiao Zhi sneered; he was a half-step Great Power. How could a cultivator in the Dragon Transformation Realm be his opponent? The purple copper furnace in his hand glowed with purple light as he brought it down.

However, he immediately felt something was wrong. His divine power was not flowing smoothly, severely suppressed in this place, preventing him from even activating his own weapon.

He suddenly became alert. This wasn't what truly unsettled him. The opponent's strength was far below his; they should be even more severely suppressed.

However, the opponent's hand seal was not restrained. As the Mountain-Embracing Seal emerged, it was like the earth itself hovering in the air—ponderous, grand, overwhelming everything, a massive, dark entity descending.

"Clang!"

In front of the ten-thousand-foot jade platform, everyone's Dao power was suppressed and could not be used smoothly. However, Ye Fan's physical body was robust; this was purely physical strength.

The Mountain-Embracing Seal!

Ye Fan's left hand, like a dark peak, struck the purple copper furnace with a resounding boom. With a crack and clang, the copper furnace split open and fell to the ground.

Behind them, everyone was stunned. A weapon interwoven with laws and order had been destroyed by his bare physical strength. To what extent had his physique strengthened?

"Retreat!" Xiao Yunsheng roared. He rushed forward in one step, activating his surging magic power to block.

Ye Fan's lips curved into a cold smile. His left hand, still forming the Mountain-Embracing Seal, shook again, causing a black phantom of a great mountain to appear and press forward.

Xiao Zhi screamed, struggling to retreat. He pushed out his hands to block the black Mountain-Embracing Seal, but was powerless to stop it.

"Puff!"

His hands instantly turned into bloody pulp, crushed by the black peak. Then his arms, like tofu, were brushed by Ye Fan's left hand and shattered with a "pop," splattering blood and bone fragments.

Behind them, everyone was stunned. However, Xiao Yunsheng's magic power finally surged forth, blocking Ye Fan's attack.

"Bang!"

With a violent tremor, Ye Fan was forced back. Xiao Zhi, meanwhile, stumbled backward, his arms gone, reduced to a bloody mess, no longer existing.

In this land of buried immortals, everyone's divine power was suppressed. Ye Fan, relying on pure physical strength, had severely wounded a half-step Great Power.

"Ah..." Xiao Zhi screamed, nearly insane and unable to believe it. With his strength, he could have killed any number of Ye Fans.

Yet, this was the outcome: in a single encounter, his arms were destroyed by the opponent's bare hands. He was filled with rage, shame, indignation, and annoyance, and the excruciating pain caused cold sweat to stream down him.

Xiao Yunsheng's face was ashen. Although he appeared as a young man, his aura was comparable to that of a sect leader. His black hair danced wildly, his eyes flashed like lightning, and he shot forward like a bolt of lightning.

"Swish!"

Ye Fan was even faster, ascending to the heavens in nine steps. He rushed up eighteen steps of the jade platform, feeling the endless pressure descending from that ten-thousand-foot height.

Here, he stopped. His right hand moved, and Dao marks appeared as he formed the Human King Seal!

At this moment, he was like a human co-sovereign reigning over the world, looking down on all creation, gazing through the vast earth with an air of unparalleled supremacy.

This was the Human King Seal; once displayed, a person's demeanor would change. He would be like the king of humanity, standing in the clouds, looking down upon all beings!

"Boom!"

Ye Fan struck with the seal, producing a loud bang. He stumbled back, and although he swayed for a moment, he remained unharmed.

On the other side, Xiao Yunsheng's expression changed. He was a peak Great Power, yet his surging magic power was not flowing smoothly, and he actually failed to suppress the opponent to death.

"Again!" Ye Fan called out from above, ascending another nine steps.

This was bad! Xiao Yunsheng felt the seriousness of the situation for the first time. The opponent's physical body was monstrously strong, even surpassing his own as a Great Power, completely exceeding his expectations.

In this place, where magic power was suppressed, the strength of one's physical body would be fully revealed. If they reached the top of the jade platform, it would be hard to say who would live or die.

"Come up and fight, small fry!" Ye Fan sneered.

Xiao Yunsheng's face immediately darkened, and without a word, he ascended the jade steps.

A cultivator in the Dragon Transformation Realm challenging a Great Power made everyone below stare in astonishment. This was truly impressive!

"Ah..." Xiao Zhi screamed from below. Having lost his arms, he was in excruciating pain, and seeing this scene now, he was overcome with frantic rage.

"What are you howling about!" the barbarian snarled, striding forward with his wolf-tooth club, glaring menacingly at the half-step Great Power.

"You..." Xiao Zhi almost choked in exasperation. His strength was so profound; he was respected wherever he went. Yet today, he was even being looked down upon.

However, he knew Dongfang Ye's origins: a savage from some ancient primitive tribe with an exceptionally formidable physical body. In this cursed place, clashing with him would certainly result in a significant loss.

"What happened?" Just then, a clear voice came. A vigorous old man arrived—Grand Tutor Xiao, accompanied by another elder.

"Father, you're finally here..." Xiao Zhi gasped, spitting out a mouthful of blood that stained his clothes.

The barbarian said nothing and, with a whoosh, rushed onto the jade platform. He knew he would suffer a great loss if he stayed below, so he emulated Ye Fan, relying on his physical body to ascend.

"Bang!"

Above, Ye Fan, forming the Human King Seal, his thick black hair dancing wildly, exchanged another blow with Xiao Yunsheng and remained unharmed.

Seeing him directly contend with a Great Power, those who had just arrived were astonished, especially Grand Tutor Xiao and others, whose expressions constantly shifted.

At this moment, the four Imperial Lords of Central State, the Demon Lord of Southern Ridge, and the Divine Monk of Western Desert all arrived, each displaying a surprised expression.

"Enough," Grand Tutor Xiao said, waving his hand and signaling Xiao Yunsheng to retreat. These two savage-like youngsters, relying on their physical bodies, could contend with Great Powers on the jade platform. It would be truly uneconomical to lose two Great Powers here.

"What a lively scene..."

More sect leaders arrived, all of them influential figures renowned throughout the world. Some of these cultivators were from the Hundred Schools of Thought, causing headaches even for the Four Immortal Divine Dynasties of Central State.

Ye Fan's heart tightened. He saw some familiar faces he had met at the Jade Pond Peach Feast, such as the old sect leader of the Yin-Yang Sect from Central State, a living fossil over three thousand years old.

At this moment, apart from Ye Fan and a few others, there were no other juniors present. All were renowned sect leader-level figures, gazing majestically across the vast land.

With all these people present, a great battle among powerful figures was clearly imminent. Even the flesh, blood, and bones of ancient Saints were astonishing divine artifacts, let alone the relics of ancient gods.

On the ten-thousand-foot jade platform, the floating ancient coffin was an invaluable immortal treasure. No one would let it go; a fierce struggle was inevitable.

At this point, everyone dispersed, each beginning to ascend the platform from different directions, walking up the jade steps.

"These people are truly well-prepared, bringing so many super forbidden artifacts!" the old blind man exclaimed in surprise.

Duan De sighed, "Carved with partial laws of ancient Saints, the Yin-Yang Mirror, Heaven-Overturning Seal, Southern Demon Bell, Central Emperor Cauldron... so many super forbidden artifacts can allow them to reach the ten-thousand-foot jade platform."

"We've come all this way, are we just going to give up now?" Dongfang Ye asked, unwilling to concede. He took out the Saint's golden arm bone.

The old blind man nudged Duan De, saying, "Fatty, stop holding back! You have many treasures; quickly bring one out. We can't let them reach the platform first."

"Old geezer, you have powerful treasures on you. Bring one out; it's enough to protect us as we advance," Duan De retorted.

The two charlatans started bickering. Finally, Duan De grew anxious and brought out the Saint's oil lamp, combining it with Dongfang Ye's golden arm bone.

"Old geezer, quickly bring out a sacrificial treasure!"

The old blind man recited a spell, and an ancient shield flew out. It also joined the Saint's arm bone; more precisely, it was a tortoise shell.

Jie Youqing said nothing, extending a Bodhi branch and joining it, which immediately brought forth endless vitality, surprising everyone.

Ye Fan thought for a moment and took out the broken copper piece, crossing it with the other artifacts. Immediately, an inexplicable Dao charm flowed forth. Divine patterns were carved within the Immortal Tear Green Gold paper.

These artifacts were not ancient Saint's weapons, nor were they imitations. However, some were indeed Saint's relics, and when combined, an inexplicable aura flowed from them.

They advanced step by step, surprisingly managing to temporarily block the pressure from the jade platform, ascending a full three thousand feet. However, when they reached five thousand feet, these artifacts could no longer withstand the pressure.

The few of them struggled with every step. The overwhelming pressure from the divine corpse threatened to tear them apart; it was unbearable.

"What a pity," someone lamented. "This is the only sacred bone left by an ancient Saint after attaining Dao, refined a thousand times into an unparalleled divine object. It just lacks corresponding array patterns; otherwise, it could have protected us all the way up."

"My Saint's oil lamp is no different," another added. "It's a true divine material, but without the corresponding law imprints."

"What should we do? Can't we go any higher?"

They stopped at five thousand feet high, right at the halfway point of the jade platform. It was very difficult to advance further; even Ye Fan dared not risk it easily.

"Crack!"

From other directions, sounds of cracking continuously came as super forbidden artifacts began to fracture. Many people had no choice but to stop.

"Huh, wait, some major powers are still advancing," someone observed. "They must have unknown divine artifacts!"

"I'll risk it!" Duan De declared, gritting his teeth. "The relics of ancient gods—I must obtain them!" He finally brought out his ultimate treasure.

"Swish!"

With a flash of light, a broken bowl appeared above his head, shedding thousands of dark rays that enveloped and protected everyone inside.

"Once we're up there," Duan De instructed, "I'll use a secret tomb-robbing technique to alter the landscape and steal the god's coffin. You must cooperate with me."

Once the broken bowl appeared, it isolated the immense pressure. It possessed mysterious and unpredictable power, rendering the area within ten feet calm and still, without a single ripple.

One step, two steps, three steps...

They continued upward, despite the terrifying aura pervading the area. Yet their steps were not hindered, and they slowly ascended to the very top of the jade platform.

"Hmph hmph hmph... small fry!" a sneering voice remarked. It was Xiao Yunsheng, who appeared young but was a peak Great Power.

Grand Tutor Xiao and the people from the Yin-Yang Sect had combined forces and ascended first, though it was unknown what kind of divine artifact they used to withstand the divine pressure.

On the ten-thousand-foot high platform, dragons leaped and phoenixes soared, and the ancient coffin floated. Several groups of people had already ascended, surrounded by immortal energy.