Chapter 590: The Two Great Calamities of the Late Emperor

This time, Ye Fan truly had no intention of harming anyone. The heavenly tribulation arrived naturally; he hadn't deliberately calculated or provoked it.

Not long ago, he had undergone eighty-one ancient Sky Dragon Lightning Tribulations, a rare celestial punishment throughout history, which had allowed him to break through to the Great Perfection stage of the First Dragon Transformation in one fell swoop.

Now, holding a Bodhi seed and with Enlightenment Tea leaves in his mouth, he was comprehending the Heaven Scars left by the Great Emperor Taihuang. He was already on the verge of entering the Second Dragon Transformation, and then he broke through instantly!

The heavenly tribulation arrived so suddenly that everyone was momentarily dazed. Once they understood what was happening, these powerful figures reacted with swift resolve, plunging down from the ten-thousand-foot platform en masse, like a flock of geese splashing into water.

"What an absolute scoundrel, undergoing tribulation at a time like this! Does he want to kill everyone?!""Let the doomsday tribulation descend and strike him dead!"

Everyone cursed him, yet they were incredibly decisive, fleeing without a backward glance, jumping down resolutely without the slightest delay.

Because if they didn't leave, not even ashes might remain. When one person underwent tribulation, others nearby would be drawn into it, suffering heavenly punishment corresponding to their own strength.

These were no ordinary individuals; they were a group of peak Saint Lord-level powerhouses. The heavenly tribulation corresponding to each of them was boundless, and the mere thought of so many people undergoing tribulation together was terrifying.

What's more, there were several ancient Saint's weapons present, and even three Ultimate Emperor Weapons. If these ancient artifacts were drawn into the tribulation, it was hard to imagine the terrifying consequences.

If an Emperor Weapon were to confront the tribulation, it would likely trigger a world-destroying heavenly punishment on par with those faced by ancient Great Emperors. In such an event, not only the people present but the entire world would be annihilated.

The Ultimate Emperor Weapons, however, would surely be unscathed; they had long since endured tribulations alongside ancient Great Emperors, and no power in this world could harm them any longer.

However, it would be different for the other individuals and the Immortal Mansion world. They would surely be destroyed, leaving nothing behind; tens of thousands of miles in every direction would be reduced to ashes.

"I've seen unscrupulous people, but never one so utterly devoid of morals! Why would he undergo tribulation at this exact moment?!""Is this scoundrel mad? If he wants to destroy himself, he shouldn't drag so many others down with him!"

Everyone was terrified and fled, tumbling down from the jade platform like dumplings splashing into a pot. With their divine power suppressed and unable to fly, some ended up bruised and battered from the fall.

But they completely disregarded their injuries, scrambling wildly and no longer caring about their supposed demeanor as peerless masters; they all fled for their lives.

Before leaving, some tried to snatch the coffin left by the deity, only to find Ye Fan had already settled inside, sitting cross-legged on the Dao marks left by the Great Emperor Taihuang and beginning his comprehension.

Many were so incensed their teeth ached, yet no one dared to take him along, as that would simply be tying themselves to the heavenly tribulation.

Some indignant peak powerhouses wished to strike him down with ancient Saint's weapons, but the Ancient Heaven-Devouring Demonic Pot was hovering, appearing like a resurrected ancient emperor ready to crush all ages. Everyone was forced to retreat.

"That damned brat, why is his backside so valuable? Damn it, he actually sat on the Great Emperor Taihuang's imprint! What a detestable person!""This isn't over. We'll deal with him after he passes the lightning tribulation!"

Despite their reluctance, people could only flee.

"You truly are a piece of work! Not undergoing tribulation early, not undergoing it late, but choosing this precise moment." The old blind man could no longer remain calm, rubbing his hands and rolling his eyes.

"Sorry, Brother Ye, there's no time," Duan De said, kicking the ancient coffin away from the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Pot. "You'll have to undergo tribulation here by yourself."

"Brother Ye, here's a sacred bone left behind by a Saint who merged with the Dao, for your defense," the Barbarian said, tossing over a golden arm bone.

Then, the others also fled. Otherwise, if the Ancient Heaven-Devouring Demonic Pot were to undergo tribulation here, the trouble would be immense, and not even ashes would remain of this world.

"Whoosh!"

After moving beyond the protective range of the Ultimate Emperor Weapon, Ye Fan retrieved an ancient scroll. It sparkled with a crystalline sheen, as if forged from the essence of the sun and moon, yet it was remarkably soft.

It was square, about 1.5 meters on each side. When unfurled, stars occasionally flashed across its surface. It felt light, ethereal, and peaceful. This was precisely the immortal treasure he had obtained from the Ruthless Emperor's resting place—the Chaos Dragon Nest.

To this day, Ye Fan still didn't know what it was, but he couldn't afford to care about that now. He could only use it to resist the terrifying pressure of the area.

As early as the Primordial Era, the Monkey King's father, the Fighting Saint Emperor, had already collected it, and after countless ages, it had fallen into the hands of the Ruthless Great Emperor. It was certainly no ordinary item.

Indeed, as soon as the Star Scroll appeared, it immediately resisted the peerless energy fluctuations emanating from the human skin within the nearby five-colored divine ice.

Although the ancient scroll did not possess a powerful aura, it could isolate the external influence emanating from the Undying Heavenly Emperor's human skin.

"It's not an Ultimate Emperor Weapon, it looks like a map..."

Ye Fan was greatly surprised. After the Undying Heavenly Emperor's aura flowed over and infused into the immortal treasure, blurry star regions began to appear on its surface.

"Boom!"

However, he had no time to ponder; the heavenly tribulation descended, a vast deluge of power that instantly engulfed the entire high platform.

Ye Fan stepped out of the ancient coffin and sat cross-legged beside it, staring unblinkingly at the imprints on its bottom. The Bodhi seed in his hand was scalding hot, aiding his comprehension of the Dao.

The divine tea leaves in his mouth brought a profound tranquility to his mind, allowing his essence, qi, and spirit to concentrate fully. His body and divine consciousness reached a state of unity with heaven.

At this moment, he entered a state of profound comprehension, where he genuinely saw the Taihuang Scripture!

At the bottom of the ancient coffin, a human-shaped imprint seemed to come alive, as if the Human Emperor from eons past had defied the heavens and returned.

On its back, the spine transformed into a great dragon, roaring with its head held high, lifelike, as if it pierced through past, present, and future.

The entire image consisted of Dao marks, but Ye Fan's gaze was fixed solely on the great dragon. This was what he needed most, the profound method corresponding to the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

Just like with the Western Emperor Scripture, he saw only five Dao marks, not a single written word, yet they contained the most fundamental cultivation method.

The same was true now; this was an ancient scripture that the Great Emperor Taihuang, meticulous in his later years, had revised and ultimately left within the coffin.

"Boom!"

As the ten-thousand-foot sea of lightning struck down, Ye Fan remained unmoving, bathed in the tribulation. He comprehended the ancient scripture of the Dragon Transformation Scroll, in a state of no-self and no-things, with only a great dragon in his mind, which was utterly clear and ethereal.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, filling the ten-thousand-foot sea of lightning. It was a vast expanse of white, then purple, then crimson, with lightning of various colors continuously bursting forth.

From afar, the area was completely engulfed. It was an ocean of heavenly tribulation, a terrifying sea of electricity that swept across all directions, destroying everything in its path.

The powerful figures watching from a distance were all inexplicably astonished. It was truly unbelievable that a cultivator in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm could attract such a terrifying heavenly tribulation.

"At least no ancient Saint's weapons underwent tribulation, nor did any Ultimate Emperor Weapons participate. Otherwise, none of us would exist anymore!"

On the ten-thousand-foot jade platform, Ye Fan brought forth his cauldron to jointly undergo the lightning tribulation's baptism. Only through this process could it interweave laws and evolve into a Saint Weapon.

Regardless of whether anyone outside could see through the sea of lightning, he had no choice but to proceed this way. For the Myriad Manifestation Mother Qi Cauldron to evolve, it had to undergo tribulation alongside him every time.

This time, the eighty-one terrifying ancient Sky Dragons did not reappear, but the tribulation was still quite formidable. Various massive lightning bolts continuously struck down, intermingled with chaotic heavenly lightning.

Lightning flickered, heaven and earth trembled, and brilliant light illuminated the sky. If the ten-thousand-foot jade platform weren't the resting place of an ancient emperor, it would have long since been shattered to smithereens.

Ye Fan's mind was tranquil as he gazed at the great dragon at the bottom of the coffin. Two dragon-shaped beams of light shot from his eyes, connecting to the Dao marks!

His eyes alternated between hazy and empty, as a heavenly dragon danced, dissolving and then being reborn within his gaze.

Eventually, two great dragons were reflected in his eyes, and nothing else. Simultaneously, his spine resonated with explosive cracks, like a dragon's roar shaking the heavens.

This process continued for several hours. The heavenly tribulation raged relentlessly, and Ye Fan resisted with all his might while continuously comprehending the ancient scripture.

"Boom!"

With the final thunderclap, heaven and earth finally returned to clarity, and the heavenly tribulation ceased.

The lightning tribulation for a minor realm was not as terrifying as one for advancing to a major secret realm, but it was still quite formidable, and many times more intense than the heavenly tribulations faced by others.

In the distance, everyone was horrified. Seeing everything cease, they all surged forward, eager to re-asc the ten-thousand-foot high platform.

However, the clear heavens once again unleashed a thunderstorm, and a sea of lightning re-engulfed the area.

"Boom..."

The heavenly tribulation reappeared, destroying everything.

"What's going on? How did it start again?""Heavens, this is truly a monstrous talent! There were few such people even in ancient times. He's advanced another realm and is undergoing continuous tribulations!"

People were astonished to discover a fact: Ye Fan had actually undergone two tribulations consecutively, a truly shocking feat.

"When the heavenly tribulation paused just now, did you see anything? That was the Myriad Manifestation Mother Qi Cauldron!""That's right, it's the Myriad Manifestation Mother Qi Source, with ten thousand layers of profound yellow qi descending! Does that mean he's that boy from the Eastern Wilderness?!"

Everyone was stunned, then realization dawned on them. Only he could attract such a vast heavenly tribulation.

"Ye Zhetian... Ye Fan!" Wang Yangzhan roared, his hair bristling and white beard flying in rage. Ye Fan had slain the Saint Son and Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect, causing the supreme sect to lose all face.

Furthermore, during the Peach Banquet, Ye Fan had even instigated various powerhouses to enter the Myriad Dragon Nest, resulting in the tragic death of Wang Yangzhan's successor—the Deputy Sect Master of the Yin-Yang Sect.

"Ye Fan of the Eastern Wilderness..." Xiao Yunsheng's eyes gleamed with a fierce light, and his fists clenched so hard they audibly cracked.

"So it's that kid!" Duan De rubbed his nose, inevitably recalling some past events, the most memorable being the time he was bitten by a dog. He finally mumbled, "Damn it!"

Ye Fan, comprehending the Dragon Transformation Chapter of the Taihuang Scripture, underwent two heavenly tribulations consecutively. Although lightning flashed and thunder roared around him, he remained remarkably calm.

Through this tribulation, he instantly advanced to the Third Dragon Transformation realm, his strength surging and improving significantly.

Finally, after another three hours, he had fully imprinted the Dragon Transformation Chapter into his mind, completely comprehending the Dao and making it his own profound technique.

By this point, he had mastered the strongest scripture of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm!

"Third Dragon Transformation!" Ye Fan stood up, his heart surging with immense excitement as he felt an unparalleled surge of power.

The heavenly tribulation had not yet ceased, continuously striking down upon him, yet it was difficult for char marks to appear on his body. Instead, many patterns emerged on the Myriad Manifestation Mother Qi Cauldron.

Those were innate divine patterns, as the cauldron wove its own laws and evolved the Dao marks of the Myriad Manifestation Mother Qi Cauldron—a true transformation.

At Ye Fan's glabella, a golden miniature figure, like a deity, sat cross-legged with a dignified and solemn appearance, continuously inhaling and exhaling lightning.

This figure was formed from the golden small lake in his glabella, taking on a human form to endure the heavenly tribulation and jointly receive its baptism.

Finally, the golden miniature figure opened its mouth and inhaled, swallowing the Myriad Manifestation Mother Qi Cauldron. The cauldron moved in and out with the figure's breath, appearing incredibly mysterious.

The cauldron, now reduced to the size of a finger joint, shone even more brilliantly. It moved in sync with the golden miniature figure's breathing, inextricably linked with Ye Fan, forming a single entity.

Lightning enveloped them, continuously tempering the golden miniature figure and the small cauldron, while Ye Fan's physical body completely merged with the sea of lightning.

After a long time, Ye Fan finally exhaled a ten-thousand-foot stream of lightning light and looked around.

The ancient coffin was not shattered by the heavenly lightning; it was incredibly durable, carved from an undying tree and possessing immortal properties.

"The Deity's Remnant!"

Ye Fan's heart jolted. His gaze swept across his surroundings, and he spotted the demon standing below the ten-thousand-foot high platform, its eyes like knives, coldly observing him.

"He's got his eyes on me..."

However, Ye Fan sneered after a moment's thought. This demon feared the heavenly tribulation; otherwise, it would have already attacked.

He looked at the five-colored divine ice nearby, wanting very much to take the immortal treasure, but the aura from the Undying Heavenly Emperor's human skin was too potent. It would be difficult to retrieve it without an Ultimate Emperor Weapon.

Who knew how many tens of thousands of years had passed, but from ancient times until now, that skin still possessed a crystalline luster. Its purple hair was remarkably lustrous, and the blood stained on the skin was a vibrant array of colors.

Finally, Ye Fan looked up towards the distant mountains, where numerous figures were visible. With his divine eyes, he could clearly discern their expressions.

Wang Yangzhan's face was ashen, and the people of the Yin-Yang Sect all revealed murderous intent, staring fixedly at the area.

Furthermore, Xiao Yunsheng was gnashing his teeth, and the half-step Great Power, Xiao Zhi, was even more resentful, muttering curses.

Ye Fan could even discern what those people were saying by reading their lips.

"He actually underwent two heavenly tribulations consecutively—it's truly horrifying! But he won't live. Once he comes down, I'll grind his bones to dust!""Today, I will snuff out this talent and make his body and spirit perish!""That brat surnamed Ye, I'll rip out your tendons and strip your bones!""I'll make him into a sky lantern!"

These were the venomous curses from the people of the Yin-Yang Sect and the Xiao family.

After a moment's thought, Ye Fan picked up the coffin and, still carrying the overwhelming lightning tribulation, charged downwards.

The Deity's Remnant was the first to sense that something was amiss. It had never seen anyone undergoing tribulation run around so brazenly. Soon, it realized this was aimed directly at it.

This demon was the first to react, sprinting away wildly, its formidable, world-dominating demeanor completely gone.

Given how powerful it was, if it were to undergo a heavenly tribulation, it would undoubtedly shake heaven and earth, potentially piercing through this entire world.

Next, the people from the Yin-Yang Sect and the Xiao family also shuddered and began to flee frantically. Others, seeing this, cried out in alarm and immediately retreated far away.

"That unscrupulous brat is drawing the lightning tribulation towards us!"