Chapter 615: Tiger's Mouth Snatching Food

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A silver disc hung high in the sky, its pristine moonlight illuminating the ground. In the Qinling Mountains, several powerful beings had ceased their fierce battle.

A small silver waterfall cascaded in the distance, exceptionally beautiful under the night moon. Its remote location meant the sound was faint, lending a tranquil and serene beauty to the scene.

A Night Sky Wolf, over thirty zhang long, its entire body shimmering with blue wings, was indistinguishable from a Cyan-Gold Roc, except for its ferocious wolf head and gleaming white fangs. It descended upon a cliff. A hundred-zhang tall silver giant ape, like a mountain itself, inhaled and exhaled the essence of heaven and earth. Each breath was like a surging tide, and its entire body of silver fur gleamed brightly. A dilapidated bronze chariot flew into the air, hovering motionless, enveloped by moonlight, from which a thin wisp of smoke rose. In the distance, a low hiss was heard as a colorful, large spider crawled into view. It was four to five zhang tall, its body appearing to be carved from five-colored jade, shimmering with crystalline light. It was clear, without a doubt, that this was a mutated insect king. A single bite from it would be fatal even to a Saint Lord, causing instant death.

From another direction, a skeletal old monk walked, seemingly treading on moonlight. His entire body was golden, as if cast from gold, clearly indicating that his Arhat Golden Body cultivation had reached an extremely high realm. He wore a kasaya that was almost completely rotted away. This old monk showed no sign of life. He had cultivated the Buddha's Six-Zhang Golden Body, and his entire body glowed with golden light, yet he had actually passed away many years ago, and was now merely an ancient corpse. However, he had become sentient, transforming into a corpse cultivator. It was evident that such an existence would not last long; one day, he would surely perish under heavenly retribution. Ye Fan gasped in astonishment, hiding far away and concealing his aura with the Source Heaven Divine Art, merging with the mountain range to observe quietly. It was truly bizarre; why were these five great powerhouses gathered here?

It was clearly discernible that these beings were immensely powerful, no weaker, and in fact stronger, than peak Saint Lords. Each possessed profound cultivation, having trained for an unknown number of years, hidden within the Qinling Mountains.

“The strange marrow belongs to me,” the silver giant ape declared, emitting powerful spiritual fluctuations. As its eyes opened and closed, two silver beams shot straight into the sky. It was hard to imagine the vigor of its essence. With a hiss, the five-colored great spider, as if carved from jade, emitted soul fluctuations, exhaling and inhaling radiant light. The moonlight above seemed connected to it as it insisted the wondrous marrow was its.

On the other side, the skeletal old monk with the Six-Zhang Golden Body, despite his emaciated appearance, possessed immense power. Seated on a cliff, he expelled white light from his mouth, chanting an ancient scripture. A colossal Buddha materialized out of thin air behind him. Its golden Buddhist light illuminated thousands of zhang, seemingly intending to save all sentient beings, and the sound of its chanting resonated throughout heaven and earth. Although this old monk was deceased, he still wielded Buddhist divine abilities, and they were remarkably pure, making the other great powerhouses deeply apprehensive.

“Cease your disputes,” spoke the purple midget, over a foot tall, from within the dilapidated bronze chariot. His spiritual fluctuations were extraordinarily powerful, causing the distant waterfall to momentarily halt its flow. Its divine consciousness surged like an ocean, suppressing all fluctuations and almost silencing the old monk's chanting. Among the five great powerhouses, it and the old monk were the strongest. Even its charioteer was the corpse of an Emperor Lord. Its purple body was entirely translucent and utterly terrifying.

“What kind of being is that?” Ye Fan was particularly interested in it. Initially, he thought a dream-level divine marrow had appeared, but it turned out not to be the case.

“Stone-in-Jade, you still have five hundred years of lifespan; your great limit is far off. Why do you contend with us?” the Night Sky Wolf growled, all its blue feathers bristling. Ye Fan was astonished. The purple midget, over a foot tall, was a purple jade that had taken human form. This was a rare treasure, an astonishing divine object that ancient saints used to forge legendary sacred weapons. Such an item was incredibly rare and sought after; even in the distant ancient eras, saints could hardly find it. Hence, the weapons they left behind could only be passed down for fifty to one hundred thousand years before being destroyed by time.

“This is a divine object! Even ancient saints would be tempted by it, yet it has gained sentience and taken human form!” Ye Fan's eyes burned with desire. The purple midget, over a foot tall, was more valuable than dragon marrow. If put up for auction, it would surely shake several great divine dynasties. However, now that it had achieved cultivation, its strength was no weaker, and indeed stronger, than a peak Emperor Lord. It was impossible to suppress it; to even consider striking at it would be pure suicide.

“It still has five hundred years of lifespan. If it cannot achieve a breakthrough, its divine consciousness will dissipate, and it will revert to being a treasured jade beloved by saints.” It was foreseeable that if one were to come back for it in five hundred years, there would be no resistance. As long as this area was remembered, it would surely be found then, amounting to simply picking up a divine object.

“Let each contend according to their abilities,” declared the silver giant ape. With a 'CRACK', it slammed its palm, collapsing a large mountain. The other beings each let out a low growl, the light in their eyes flickering, and then they all stood motionless, as if petrified. Ye Fan was puzzled. He had studied the Source Heaven Divine Art and repeatedly observed the terrain, yet he saw no rare and exotic marrow. How did these powerful beings make their judgments? What had they discovered?

At midnight, a dragon's roar suddenly echoed through heaven and earth, traveling with exceptional distance under the bright night moon, shaking the entire mountain range. In the distance, from the peak adorned with a silver waterfall, dragon qi permeated the air, and a stream of emerald light shot forth, connecting with the starlight and moonlight, like a great dragon soaring.

“I understand now,” Ye Fan thought. “The ancestral root of the Qinling Mountains is alive and can move around. Today, a dragon's essence surged from underground. These five powerhouses must have witnessed this phenomenon before.”

The several powerful beings charged forward together, instantly reaching the main peak. Each extended a massive claw and slammed it down. “BOOM!” The majestic mountain cracked open and collapsed to the ground. Had they not controlled their strength, nothing would have remained; the mountain would surely have turned to dust. At the base of the mountain was a dragon cave. Emerald light shot skyward, spreading like a mist, and dragon qi overflowed, filling the air with fragrance. “Indeed,” Ye Fan murmured to himself. “A moving dragon vein, surging from the earth today, absorbing the power of the stars and moon!”

“BANG,” “BANG”... The five great powerhouses clashed. Within a radius of over ten li, all mountains crumbled like paper under their might, turning to dust. Not a single peak remained standing. Ye Fan was horrified. These beings were even more terrifying than he had imagined. The area became an ocean of divine light, engulfing everything. He activated his Source Heaven Divine Eye, observing the dragon cave through the five divine lights. Green light flickered, and beside it, an emerald stone basin had formed, containing six drops of divine liquid. They were as green as agate and exuded a rich fragrance. Each drop was as large as a lychee, utterly pure, and a captivating emerald green. Furthermore, they emitted sounds like the distant roar of a tsunami.

“High-grade Dragon Marrow! Its quality is even superior to the purple dragon marrow I've seen before!” The intense fragrance permeated one's very bones. The dragon's essence had long since escaped, leaving behind only these few emerald treasured marrows, which illuminated the sky with a verdant glow.

“This is truly a treasure,” Ye Fan thought, greatly moved, his eyes gleaming with divine light. “These six drops of divine liquid are worth thirty-six drops from before!” The five great powerhouses were locked in fierce combat. Whenever one attempted to seize the jade basin, they were immediately attacked by the others. They held each other in check, none able to get close. They fought from a distance, constantly battling around the emerald wondrous marrow. Their power was carefully controlled; no one dared to attack the jade basin itself.

Ye Fan no longer hesitated. He activated his Source Art, merging with the earth's veins, concealing his aura, and sinking into the vast underground. Using the 'Movement' character technique, he rapidly approached the dragon cave. This was the method of a Source Heaven Master: moving through the earth's dragon veins as if entering an uninhabited land, incredibly fast, unhindered by any living creature, riding on dragon qi. Ye Fan held his breath, appearing below the dragon cave. Then, he leaped up, extended a large golden hand, and collected the six drops of divine liquid.

“ROAR!” The five great powerhouses were enraged. They had never imagined that someone would snatch food from the tiger's mouth, taking the strange marrow from under their noses. All of them unleashed monstrous magical power, striking downwards. Ye Fan fled at extreme speed, soaring through the earth's veins like a beam of light. If caught now, he would surely die without a burial place; none of the five great powerhouses were to be trifled with.

A long, hair-raising howl came from afar. Stone-in-Jade, which even ancient saints regarded as a precious treasure, pursued him at top speed. The purple midget, over a foot tall, shone brilliantly, its howl collapsing countless earth veins. It opened its mouth and spat out a beam of purple jade divine light, its innate essence, which was utterly terrifying. It severed eighty-one earth veins and surged dozens of li, almost catching up to Ye Fan.

“This is too wicked!” Ye Fan's expression changed. He pushed the 'Movement' character technique to its limit, transforming into a fleeting light, carving a path with his Source Art as he traversed the earth's veins. “BANG!” A wisp of innate purple qi erupted within the earth veins, like the creation of heaven and earth, collapsing dozens of mountains on the surface, not to mention the underground world. “PUFF,” Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of golden blood. Even his formidable physical body was injured, his whole body violently shaking, his blood and qi churning. Anyone else would have already been utterly annihilated. Fortunately, after enduring that blow, the innate purple qi did not catch up; he had opened up some distance. Otherwise, his life would have been in peril; his opponent was simply too powerful.

The old monk also pursued him. A colossal Buddha materialized behind him, ten times faster than the monk himself, chasing him down. “OM!” The Golden Body Buddha opened its massive hand, and a Buddha palm print slammed down. The earth's veins continuously collapsed, sweeping away everything in its path. The surface of the earth undulated like an enraged sea, all mountains were destroyed, and nothing could stop it. The Buddha's hand struck down but did not make full contact. It merely brushed Ye Fan, yet it sent him flying. He coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, his internal organs were all injured, and his bones were nearly fractured. He was greatly alarmed. This Buddha was outrageously powerful; even a Great Power, had they taken that strike, their physical body would surely have been shattered!

“How terrifying was this old monk's cultivation when he was alive?!” Ye Fan dared not linger. This was the first time recently he had felt such a threat of death. The two powerhouses behind him were simply too strong to contend with. Suddenly, a loud purple haze appeared, and that wisp of innate purple qi surged forward again. Stone-in-Jade itself didn't move that fast, but the innate essence it projected possessed extreme speed. “PUFF,” Ye Fan was only grazed by the very edge of the purple qi, not directly hit, yet he coughed up blood incessantly, and his left shoulder bone was fractured. His heart trembled. No wonder ancient saints used such divine objects to refine weapons; the innate purple qi it contained was too powerful. Even a Saint Lord would have been utterly pulverized by it!

“Amitabha!” A Buddhist chant resonated, and the Golden Body Buddha pursued once more. It advanced at a speed many times faster than the old monk, and the Buddha palm print descended again. “BANG!” Ye Fan, glowing golden, was sent flying. Cracks appeared in his spine, and other bones were fractured. This combination of law and power, manifesting as a phantom of Amitabha Buddha, was one of Buddhism's strongest demon-subduing divine abilities.

Having snatched food from the tiger's mouth, Ye Fan paid a heavy price. These two divine beings were powerful beyond imagination. His body felt as if it would tear apart, but he gritted his teeth and accelerated. He endured several more blows, finally escaping the Golden Body Amitabha and the wisp of innate purple qi after half an hour, fleeing several thousand li before stopping.

“I encountered the Purple Jade King, an entity even ancient saints would be tempted by. It was too terrifying! I’ll come collect you later!” “Damn it, it even summoned a phantom of Amitabha Buddha! What was that dead monk's identity when he was alive?!” Ye Fan cursed incessantly. His Saint Body was almost shattered, and he didn't know how many bones were fractured. This was the most severe injury he had sustained in combat since his debut. At this moment, he felt as if he had lost half his life. If not for his incredibly sturdy physical body, he would have long since become a puddle of flesh. Such offensive power was enough to turn the physical bodies of a dozen Saint Lords into dust, and only he could withstand it.

This was the price of snatching food from the tiger's mouth. Ye Fan was nearly killed by the two great powerhouses. He immediately swallowed several large gulps of divine spring water, then activated the Nirvana Scripture that An Miaoyi had taught him. Endless golden blood energy burned. His bones cracked and popped for a full hour before he opened his eyes. His bones were reconnected, and the cracks had vanished.

Inside the small cauldron forged from mutton-fat jade, six drops of dragon marrow rolled. Each was as large as a dragon's eye and astonishingly emitted sounds like a distant tsunami, reflecting a verdant glow across half the sky. “This treasured marrow is extraordinary; one drop is equivalent to six drops from before. It’s a rare high-grade treasure. This injury was worth it; I can now enter the Fifth Transformation of Dragon Transformation!” Ye Fan was overjoyed. Although he had narrowly escaped death and was almost killed by those two great powerhouses, the reward was immense. These few drops of rare and exotic marrow were priceless.

Soon after, he returned to the Eastern Vein of Qin Gate, quietly recuperated for a few days, allowing his body to recover to its peak state, and then departed again. This time, he entered secluded cultivation, needing to constantly break through. Seeing the scene of Li Xiaoman's cultivation had made him feel a certain pressure, and Hua Yun would surely be even more terrifying. He had been comprehending the Dao for the past few months, and now with the aid of the dragon marrow, everything proceeded much more smoothly. The fragments of Dao laws contained within the six drops of dragon marrow were indeed six or seven times more abundant than before.

Half a month later, Ye Fan emerged from seclusion. He then set off, traveling a full hundred thousand li before stopping. After observing the area quietly for two more days and finding nothing unusual, he began his tribulation. This heavenly tribulation was vast, but it did not pose a challenge to Ye Fan. He tempered the Cauldron of Myriad Mother Qi, purified the golden miniature figure formed from his Sea of Consciousness, and forged his physical body. After several hours, he successfully entered the Fifth Transformation of Dragon Transformation.

“Greater power! Another big step forward!” Ye Fan was enveloped in divine light, every inch of his flesh and blood shimmering with crystalline brilliance, containing boundless, terrifying divine power. He flew deeper into the Qinling Mountains, observing the terrain. He believed there must be dream-level divine marrow comparable to an immortal medicine.

Two days later, Ye Fan heard thunder, a tremendous sound that shook the mountains, echoing from afar. “No dark clouds, a clear blue sky... This means... someone is undergoing tribulation!” His heart jolted. There weren't many in the current era who could undergo tribulation. He quickly flew forward, vaguely sensing a certain anticipation. A massive lake appeared amidst the mountains. Here, Ye Fan also saw an ancient stele with three characters carved upon it: Immortal Transformation Pool.

“The birthplace of the Azure Emperor?!” The Immortal Transformation Pool was a legend; many claimed it might not even exist. He wondered if he had truly found the authentic Immortal Transformation Pool.

“Who is undergoing tribulation in the Immortal Transformation Pool?!”