Chapter 593: Dominance

Chapter 597: Dominance

The ancestral tombs of the Yin-Yang Sect had been dug up and looted by a thief. This news caused immense amusement, leaving many people agape and their mouths twitching.

Upon hearing the news, Wang Yangzhan overturned a table, demolished an ancient hall with a single slap, his hair stood on end, and white smoke billowed from his nostrils.

“Which thief had done this? It was utterly despicable. I’ve encountered fierce villains before, but never one so immoral. Grave robbing and desecrating ancestral burial grounds—who could possibly tolerate such an act?”

“It must be that fat guy!” The Yin-Yang Sect Master instantly thought of Duan De, recalling all the events of that day.

He nearly went mad. He had initially dismissed fat Duan’s words as mere nonsense, never imagining such an extreme individual would actually carry out the threat.

Outside, the news caused an uproar. Many people flocked to the Yin-Yang Sect’s cemetery to witness the scene, enraging numerous sect elders to the point of nearly committing murder.

“Don’t get angry, we’ll just take a look and leave!” someone would say.

“Get out!” came the enraged reply.

“You’re old enough to know better; getting so worked up is bad for your health, calm down,” another would chime in.

“Get out!”

“This guy is truly extraordinary, look at that robbery hole; it gathers the profound essence of the Grand Dao, quite remarkable.”

“Get out!”

Every day, people flocked to the Yin-Yang Sect’s ancient cemetery, drawn by curiosity. The tomb guardians cursed incessantly, growing increasingly annoyed and nearly developing manic symptoms.

Many onlookers were unsympathetic, pointing fingers and making sarcastic remarks.

“Who did this?” some remarked. “It’s a bit too much. How can the Yin-Yang Sect endure this? You could have stolen from living people, but robbing ancestral possessions…”

Many were left speechless, unable to fathom which deity had committed such an act; their modus operandi was simply astounding.

Of course, even more people were secretly laughing, finding such an extreme character to be somewhat adorably mischievous.

Three days later, more news arrived: the Xiao family’s ancestral tombs had also been plundered, infuriating several mighty experts who immediately launched a worldwide hunt for anyone involved in digging.

“The Yin-Yang Sect is still more composed,” some commented. “Even though they were robbed, they haven’t lost their composure like this.”

“It’s easy for you to say that,” others retorted. “This thief is utterly infuriating; he even left a note when he departed.”

People were astonished to learn that the thief had carved a line of text in front of the opened grave: “Shumen, not even a decent burial item, far worse than the Yin-Yang Sect.”

Once this statement circulated, not only did the Xiao family go mad, but even the Yin-Yang Sect couldn’t tolerate it. They launched a worldwide pursuit, determined to apprehend fat Duan.

“It’s definitely that damned fat guy!”

A group of people, suffering from aching teeth, burning lungs, and stomach pain, gnashed their teeth and cursed, but they were helpless; unable to find him, they couldn't act.

Their hatred for fat Duan truly surged, almost elevating him to the same level as Ye Fan.

Damn it, they had never seen anyone retaliate like this. This was the inner thought of a group of people itching with frustration, wanting to make him suffer.

Indeed, all of this was fat Duan’s doing. He was a man of his word, without any hesitation or delay.

This was his character; he was never one to suffer a loss. Moreover, he believed in immediate revenge, not the saying that a gentleman’s revenge is never too late, even after ten years.

He had even visited the Ruthless One’s dojo, losing nine lives, and had even dug out the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Pot. What ancient tomb would he not dare to rob? In fat Duan’s own words, entering the Xiao family’s ancestral tombs was like walking on flat ground, completely insignificant.

Considering all recent events, people felt that the Yin-Yang Sect had been utterly cursed, encountering two extreme individuals: one who stole from graves, dealing with the elders, and another who was even more ruthless, threatening to kill their younger generation.

“That grave-digging fiend has quieted down, probably having vented his anger. But that monster from the Eastern Wasteland definitely won’t let things go easily.”

“He’s incredibly audacious, having clashed with the Yin-Yang Sect. I wonder what kind of turmoil this will cause.”

Ye Fan’s grievances with the Yin-Yang Sect had long since spread to the Central Plains, and there was no way for them to reconcile. He had killed many from the sect, not just the Saint Son and Saintess, but even Sect Master Lei had died in the Myriad Dragon Nest.

This was an irreconcilable conflict, a fight to the death. Especially since Ye Fan was a Holy Body, the Yin-Yang Sect could not allow him to grow; otherwise, in the future, he would utterly suppress them.

Ye Fan left the Immortal Mansion World and had once entered Lu City with a different face, observing that the Xiao family had re-established their presence. Afterward, he visited Huanglu and also noticed many suspicious individuals, clearly awaiting his appearance.

He was not afraid, as he possessed the 'Movement' character secret, allowing him to traverse anywhere in the world. Few knew his true speed; this was one of his major trump cards.

In Huanglu, a Great Emperor had lived in seclusion in his later years, most likely the Grand Emperor. Ye Fan had already obtained the ancient scripture of the 'Dragon Transformation' chapter, so he wasn’t overly concerned with this.

He didn’t go too far, cultivating in seclusion on a sheer cliff two thousand li away from the Qishi Mansion. When hungry, he ate pine nuts, and when thirsty, he drank mountain spring water, finding it quite pleasant.

“The jade pieces are broken…” Ye Fan rubbed his chin. These were array patterns carved for him by the Black Emperor, capable of isolating heavenly secrets.

Originally, the ancient killer divine dynasties of the Human World and Hell had surrounded him because they possessed divine diviners capable of deducing his location.

Not long ago, when he was undergoing tribulation, three of the jade pieces shattered. At the time, he was engrossed in enlightenment and forgot to put them away, only managing to protect six pieces.

Ye Fan pondered whether anyone would be able to deduce his whereabouts because of this. If such masters existed, he would likely be in trouble.

“These past few days, I’ve been enlightened daily. Such prolonged secluded meditation is no longer useful. If they come for me, I will fight them; it will be a good way to hone my skills!”

Half a month passed in a flash. The gentle breeze blew, pine waves rustled on the cliff, and clear springs gurgled. Ye Fan sat cross-legged beneath an ancient pine, his mind clear and ethereal.

During these days, he quietly comprehended the Grand Emperor Scripture, experiencing its profound depths. It refined the human great dragon, possessing the wonders of creation.

“No wonder the imperial dragon qi of Great Xia has unparalleled attacking power; it’s greatly connected to the Dragon Transformation chapter. This is a very crucial source of power!”

When the human great dragon revived and operated in conjunction with the imperial dragon qi, it would possess earth-shattering and ghost-wailing destructive power. Ye Fan meticulously pondered this. Although he only had the mental cultivation method for this secret realm and not the actual attack holy arts, it was enough.

Because he had the Battle Saint Art, this secret could evolve endlessly. As long as he could comprehend it, he could continuously approach the origin of combat.

Now, with the 'Dragon Transformation' scroll of the Grand Emperor Scripture in hand, its coordination would undoubtedly increase his might and attacking power, as both focused on offense!

“The human great dragon revives, undergoes nine nirvanas, and with one leap, gazes upon Immortality…”

The Dragon Transformation secret realm was very unusual. Whenever Ye Fan entered meditation, he would sit motionless for several days, often with his spiritual consciousness wandering beyond the void.

Indeed, this secret realm was incredibly miraculous. His divine consciousness transformed into a golden miniature figure, riding the human great dragon as it soared into the azure sky, then looked down upon the earth, whistling past, and witnessing many strange lights and colors.

“Are those the souls wandering between heaven and earth?” His divine consciousness, while riding the great dragon in the sky, felt a mix of surprise and uncertainty.

Swish!

Suddenly, a dragon roar shook the heavens, and the great dragon swooped down, merging into his spine. Then, the golden miniature figure settled into his glabella. Ye Fan felt a warning sign, awoke with a jolt, and instantly opened his eyes.

In the distant mountains, a figure silently appeared, standing with hands behind their back, scanning the entire mountain range with powerful divine sense, covering every inch of space.

“A Great Expert!”

Ye Fan’s heart jolted. He had seen this person before; it was a top-tier figure from the Yin-Yang Sect, who had somehow found this place and discovered his traces.

“Little beast, let’s see where you can run!”

Soon, this terrifyingly powerful Great Expert found him. With a wave of a large sleeve, he swooped down with a whoosh.

Ye Fan moved a thousand zhang away, leaving an afterimage on the cliff, and appeared on another mountaintop.

Whoosh!

The large sleeve covered the sky, instantly drawing the thousand-zhang cliff from just moments ago into its folds, while several adjacent mountain peaks collapsed.

Ye Fan’s expression changed. The Great Expert’s Dao arts were indeed terrifying. Once their power was unleashed, it swept across the land, easily suppressing and refining all things in heaven and earth.

“Junior, do you still wish to flee?” The Great Expert took a step, and the laws of heaven and earth trembled in unison. Various Dao patterns intertwined, forming a golden grand path that extended towards Ye Fan—the Grand Dao Through Heaven Art!

Swish!

He arrived in an instant, like a streak of light. His five fingers spread wide, and five thick black lines shot out, manifesting in the void as a black glowing cage that descended.

“This is the Great Expert’s cultivation. His physical body is not as strong as mine, but his magic power is boundless, capable of manifesting laws, and he can refine me.”

The light in Ye Fan’s eyes flickered. If not for the Movement character secret, he wouldn’t have been able to escape. His footwork was dreamlike and illusory, and he shifted several thousand zhang away again.

“How did you find me?”

“Do you really think you can escape? From now on, there will be no place for you in this world. We have invited the disciple of the Divine Calculator, who can deduce your whereabouts no matter where you flee!”

Ye Fan was startled. It was indeed because three of the jade pieces given to him by the Black Emperor had shattered, making it impossible to sever heavenly secrets. Realizing this, he turned and left without delay.

Suddenly, another large hand reached out, larger than a mountain, flying out from the desolate mountain range and transforming into a Five Elements Mountain, pressing down fiercely.

“Another Great Expert!”

Ye Fan’s heart skipped a beat. His footwork became intricate, and he flew away from beneath the Five Elements Mountain like a meteor, escaping.

“The Xiao family has also arrived!”

Two Great Experts and more than a dozen Grand Elder-level existences appeared from all directions, encircling him.

“You chase me once, I’ll annihilate one of your forces!” Ye Fan left these words behind, darting left and right, narrowly escaping danger several times, but eventually disappearing into the azure sky.

“His footwork…”

The two Great Experts withdrew their killing intent, both revealing a hint of solemnity.

On that very day, news spread that Ye Fan had raided a Xiao family fiefdom, striking dead all three experts at the eighth transformation of the Dragon Transformation realm with a single slap.

Two hours later, he stormed into an ancient city of the Yin-Yang Sect, annihilated the city lord at the ninth transformation of the Dragon Transformation realm, and left triumphantly.

The Central Plains differed from the Eastern Wasteland; the major sects all built cities to cultivate dragon qi, turning them into cultivation pure lands. Therefore, all major forces controlled ancient cities, rather than choosing spiritual mountains.

“That monster from the Eastern Wasteland has made his move; he’s truly extraordinary!”

“Two Great Experts pursued him, yet failed to capture him. He simply turned around and annihilated several experts from two major forces.”

Over the next half-month, the Yin-Yang Sect and the Xiao family, with two Great Experts, four Half-Step Great Experts, and eight Grand Elders, relentlessly pursued Ye Fan a total of five times.

As a result, he escaped every time and could not be suppressed. Only once was he injured, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Afterward, Ye Fan launched a fierce counterattack, razing five cities of the Yin-Yang Sect, turning them into scorched earth, and killing five individuals at the ninth heaven of the Dragon Transformation realm.

Similarly, five of the Xiao family’s fiefdoms were also razed to the ground, leaving no blade of grass and nothing left.

Hiss! As soon as the news spread, many people gasped, feeling that Ye Fan had truly come into his own and was very likely to fight all the way to the Holy Lord level, walking the path of great accomplishment!

One must know, this was a Holy Body, the only one to break the curse after the ancient era. If he were to fight against the entire world, perhaps he would truly surpass Holy Lords, leap to Divine King, and achieve Great Accomplishment of the Holy Body.

After being pursued by Great Experts multiple times, Ye Fan gradually realized that the remaining six jade pieces given to him by the Black Emperor were still effective. The opponents could not find him precisely; each time, they searched within a two-thousand-li radius.

“The Holy Body won’t survive! With the Divine Calculator’s top disciple deducing his location, and our sect’s Great Experts personally pursuing him, he has nowhere to run, neither to heaven nor to earth!”

The Yin-Yang Sect’s Saint Son led eighteen young people out of the Qishi Mansion, participating in the operation to besiege Ye Fan.

This Saint Son was, of course, newly selected. For the sake of their reputation, the Yin-Yang Sect forcefully raised his cultivation to the fourth transformation of the Dragon Transformation realm using dragon marrow.

One must know, for Saint Son-level figures to be raised to this realm was quite terrifying, as they could reverse-fight and defeat higher-level cultivators across several minor realms.

The Yin-Yang Saint Son had rallied a group of people in the Qishi Mansion, all top talents from various factions. Upon learning that Ye Fan had appeared near the Qishi Mansion, they went together to besiege and kill him.

With eighteen young powerhouses following him, and Great Experts from the Yin-Yang Sect also appearing in this region, he believed he could hunt down Ye Fan like a dog, thus boosting their prestige.

Indeed, not to mention the Great Experts, just he and these eighteen young talents from the Qishi Mansion could certainly kill any peer of their generation.

The mountain range was desolate, with sparse vegetation and roaring beasts. This place was four thousand li away from the Qishi Mansion, where the experts of the Yin-Yang Sect and the Xiao family were searching.

The Yin-Yang Saint Son and the eighteen young talents also arrived. All of them were Saint Son-level figures, each possessing extraordinary strength.

In the distance, on a sheer cliff, Ye Fan’s eyes flashed like lightning. He saw their lip movements, understood everything, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Swish!

He flashed, leaped into the air, and arrived on a mountaintop, blocking their path.

“Ye Fan! Ye Zhetian!” someone shouted.

“Are you here to kill me?” Ye Fan looked down, his expression indifferent.

“That’s right, we are here to kill you, to hunt you down like a dog!” the Yin-Yang Saint Son roared. He didn’t believe that Ye Fan could single-handedly fight against eighteen top talents from the Qishi Mansion.

He believed that with eighteen Saint Son-level talents of the younger generation uniting, no one in their generation could stand against them, especially since there were monstrous talents among them.

“You certainly found a lot of people!” Ye Fan paid no mind.

“Everyone, attack together and kill him! He possesses the Myriad Things Mother Qi Source Root!” The Yin-Yang Saint Son’s eyes were sinister. He believed that as long as Ye Fan was killed, his position as Saint Son would be secure.

“You think you can kill me?!” The light in Ye Fan’s eyes flickered. He took a step, and his large foot crushed the void.

Boom!

The Yin-Yang Saint Son shot into the sky, opening his mouth to spit out a flurry of ancient treasures. However, he found that a grand Dao aura had locked onto him. Before others could come to his aid, Ye Fan was already upon him.

Bang!

Ye Fan stomped down with his foot, incredibly solid, his power penetrating the void. He shattered several ancient treasures and pierced through them, breaking the Yin-Yang Saint Son’s arms.

He descended from the sky, shattering six magic artifacts, destroying a portion of the laws, and stomped on the Yin-Yang Saint Son’s chest, kicking him down from the sky with immense tyranny, pinning him to the ground.

Pfft!

The Yin-Yang Saint Son coughed up blood, almost unable to believe any of this. A large foot descended from the sky, stepping on him, pressing him all the way to the ground. What immense dominance was this? Yet it wasn’t his!