Chapter 651: Desire to Enter the Ancient Emperor Mountain

Wang Chong was full of confidence, acting as if he had Ye Fan completely cornered. Despite his young age, he was incredibly arrogant. Pointing a finger at Ye Fan, his gaze sinister, he declared, "Today, even nine lives wouldn't be enough for me to kill you!"

Behind him stood a line of elders, each one vibrant and hale. Divine light surged from their craniums; all were Supreme Elders who had reached at least the First Heaven of the Celestial Layer, making for an incredibly powerful lineup.

"You're just a little brat, shouldn't you be at home drinking milk instead of running around causing trouble?" Ye Fan retorted sarcastically, showing little courtesy.

"Go ahead and be smug for now. Soon, you won't even be able to cry," Wang Chong said, despite being only eleven or twelve years old. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, revealing a sinister smile unsuited for his age.

"Alright then, I'll just stand right here. Come on over and hit your uncle," Ye Fan said, unfazed. He stood before the ancient city, surveying the group.

At that moment, numerous figures rose into the sky from within the city, a dense multitude observing everything outside. All were astonished that Ye Fan dared to show up like this, defying everyone's expectations.

"He's not running? Good, I'll grant your wish. Elders, kill him!" Wang Chong commanded, waving his hand indifferently. The cruel glint in his eyes was utterly unlike that of a child.

Behind him, eight powerhouses of the Celestial Layer 1st Heaven stepped forward, slowly advancing. In addition, two primordial beings approached step by step, their appearance fierce and menacing.

In this era, only the Northern Emperor possessed such influence, enslaving primordial beings, who were now left to guard his younger brother.

"Have you two forgotten the Holy Imperial Prince? You truly don't learn, have you become addicted to serving Wang Teng as slaves?!" Ye Fan reprimanded them mercilessly.

"The Holy Imperial Prince's status is noble, but he cannot meddle in our clan's affairs. Our master has gone to meet our king; others cannot interfere!" spoke the being, which was about ten feet tall and covered in golden scales.

Ye Fan's heart stirred. The news he had received was indeed true. Had Wang Teng traveled to the Eastern Wasteland to enter the Myriad Dragon Nest, or the Purple Mountain where Great Emperor Wu Shi had passed away, or perhaps another ancient land?

What did the Northern Emperor intend? Was he trying to forge ties with the primordial royal clan? If conflict arose in the future, it would likely involve terrifying ancient kings, which was not a good prospect!

"Out of respect for the Holy Imperial Prince, I'm giving you a chance to live. Get out of here while you still can, or not a single one of you will survive!" Ye Fan warned.

"You're courting death. You're just a human at the Dragon Transformation Ninth Change. Do you really think you're the Holy Imperial Prince? I could kill you with a single slap," a primordial being sneered, revealing a mouth full of sharp, white teeth.

"If your royal clan were here, such words might be excusable. But you, a mere subordinate, dare to speak so disrespectfully?" Ye Fan said calmly.

"They say the Sacred Body is unmatched in physical strength, but in the primordial era, I never heard of it. I did, however, devour many human powerhouses," the primordial being declared, striding forward, its white teeth bared. "The taste of Golden Divine Blood should be exquisite. I hear that once it reaches a certain level, it's like a spiritual medicine. Let me have a taste!"

This was a very powerful primordial being; one foot had already stepped into the Sacred Lord realm, making it a half-step Grand Mighty one, almost capable of battling a true Grand Mighty.

This was because the bodies of primordial races were exceptionally formidable, far surpassing humans, almost indestructible. This was a treasured body bestowed by heaven, and especially so for their particular race.

*Buzz!*

It extended a large golden claw and swatted downwards. As large as a carriage wheel, it brought a gust of fierce wind that stung people's faces, kicking up dust and stones.

Ye Fan sneered in response. This primordial being actually dared to confront him directly with physical strength, clearly disbelieving in the human Sacred Body and intending to kill him with a single slap.

"Human Sacred Body, kneel before me!" The primordial being was overly confident, believing that apart from the Battle Saint Ape lineage, its own race possessed the strongest physical body.

*Slap!*

Ye Fan stepped forward, his right hand striking out like a golden millstone. The two hands met with an earth-shattering crash.

Then, the sound of bones cracking echoed. The primordial being's right hand spasmed, almost twisting, with continuous snapping sounds. Bone fragments protruded, splinters flew, and blood gushed.

*Thud!*

Ye Fan followed up with another slap. This primordial being was utterly terrified, almost petrified, and stammered, "How can a human's physical body be so powerful?!"

*Splat!*

This time it was even more decisive. Ye Fan's massive palm print slammed down, tearing off one of its arms. Half of its body was mangled, like a watermelon dropped on the ground, a vivid red mess, completely ruined.

The ancient being screamed, flying sideways like a rotten wooden stake, landing with a wet thud hundreds of feet away, half of its body completely destroyed.

"Not even the physical body of a peak Sacred Lord is as strong as our clan's, yet how can his physique be so powerful? He's no weaker than the Battle Saint Ape race!" The primordial being groaned miserably, acknowledging the terror of the human Sacred Body through a bloody lesson.

"Heh heh heh..." Nearby, Wang Chong sneered, hands clasped behind his back. "So what if you can uproot mountains? You still can't withstand the immense magical power of a Grand Mighty one!"

At this moment, the eight Supreme Elders had closed in. Another silver primordial being also flew over ferociously, its pair of divine wings shining like heavenly blades.

"This small number isn't enough to impress me," Ye Fan shook his head.

"Young man surnamed Ye, you are far too arrogant! Now, you can't even leave if you wanted to!" A ringing voice came from behind. A burly middle-aged man with eyes like sharp blades approached, cutting off Ye Fan's escape route.

This was a peak Grand Mighty one, and beside him were five other individuals, all half-step Grand Mighty ones. Their combined strength was incredibly formidable, more than enough to annihilate a cultivator of Ye Fan's level.

"Uncle!" Wang Chong cried out.

The newcomer was the paternal uncle of Wang Teng and his brother, an extremely famous Grand Mighty one from the Northern Plains, comparable to the various Sacred Lords, a powerhouse of his generation, and held significant authority within the Wang family.

Among the eight Supreme Elders, there was also a Grand Mighty one. With so many people surrounding Ye Fan and two peak experts holding the formation, it could be said he had no escape route; he couldn't flee even if he grew wings.

"You, surnamed Ye, kneel down right now! Then I'll torture you less. Otherwise, you'll find death a difficult thing!" Wang Chong gnashed his teeth, filled with soaring resentment and malicious eyes. He utterly hated Ye Fan, who had nearly killed him twice before.

"Two Grand Mighty ones, over a dozen Supreme Elders, you certainly think highly of me," Ye Fan said calmly, showing no sign of fear.

"Don't be so stubborn, Ye. Soon, I'll stomp your face to a pulp, leaving you with no dignity whatsoever. Let's see how you can act tough then!" Wang Chong said darkly.

"Little brat, you're dreaming again. I let you escape the first two times, but three's a crowd. Today, I'll send you on your way!" Ye Fan said with a smile.

"It's not good for young people to be so arrogant. You've injured Chong'er twice. Today, there's nothing more to say. Will you end your own life, or shall I make a move and kill you?!" Wang Chengfeng, Wang Teng's paternal uncle, said in a deep voice.

"Actually, those are the words I wanted to say to you. Will you all end yourselves, or should I send each of you off one by one?" Ye Fan remained perfectly calm.

Everyone present was startled, bewildered by his confidence. Facing two Grand Mighty ones and over a dozen Supreme Elders, he didn't flee, appearing utterly fearless, which was very unsettling.

"I refuse to believe it. How can a mere Dragon Transformation Ninth Change cultivator contend with us? He must be killed today!" A half-step Grand Mighty one stepped forward, ready to strike.

"Be careful, or you might instantly turn to ashes," Ye Fan said unhurriedly.

Everyone stopped in their tracks. Even the numerous onlookers watching from afar were utterly surprised, wondering what other trump card he had.

"Stop trying to be mysterious, Ye! No matter what, you won't leave here alive today!" Wang Chong shouted. "Uncle, make your move! Cut off half his life, and leave the rest for me to deal with properly."

Wang Chengfeng nodded. Without approaching further, he moved his hands, inscribing the laws of heaven and earth, preparing to suppress Ye Fan. At that moment, dust and stones flew, winds surged, and the world seemed to lose its color.

Demonic figures descended from the sky, rushing towards Ye Fan. These were powers woven from various laws, engulfing the area.

Ye Fan let out a soft cry, his hands also moving. He conjured one seal after another, continuously imprinting them into the void. Innumerable mysterious and profound patterns appeared.

"Ye, aren't you going to come over and die? No matter what you do, you can't change the outcome!" Wang Chong shouted.

"If the young man doesn't end himself, don't blame me for refining his soul later!" Wang Chengfeng said coldly. Then, with a shake of his hands, boundless and overwhelming magical power descended.

Ye Fan let out a cold snort, pressing his hands down forcefully. Infinite characters appeared, shrouding and concealing him within them.

At the same time, a flash of light appeared in the void, revealing a Divine Source Block the size of a human head. It was densely covered with millions of runes, exuding an aura of world destruction. A divine phoenix, about a foot long, flew out of it.

The Source God Array inscribed by Ouyang Ye consisted of four Divine Source Blocks in total. One had been used that day, and its power was exceptionally devastating, capable of destroying everything within a hundred-mile radius.

"You're truly vicious, Ye!" Wang Chong's expression changed.

"Well, is this enough to send all of you on your way?" Ye Fan smiled.

"Young man, you're still naive. We've long prepared for this. Even a deity couldn't stop me from killing you today, you foolish thing!" Wang Chengfeng's face darkened, his murderous intent fully revealed.

*Whoosh!*

With a flick of his hand, an ancient scroll flew out and hovered in mid-air. The Divine Source Block, densely covered with Origin Heaven patterns, instantly quieted down. The foot-long divine phoenix re-entered the runes and disappeared.

"In this world, origin techniques are not invincible. Martial Sages long ago carved out Source-Sealing Divine Diagrams, rendering those origin runes completely useless!" Wang Chengfeng sneered chillingly.

"Is that so? It seems you were well-prepared," Ye Fan remarked.

"My big brother already foresaw all of this. We had to guard against you, given your inheritance as an Origin Heaven Master," Wang Chong sneered again, reprimanding, "Ye, if you kneel down, I'll torture you a little less. Otherwise, you'll wish you were dead."

"No need for that. I was just about to refine a batch of precious elixirs. The Sacred Body is the best material; not an inch of its flesh and blood should be wasted," Wang Chengfeng said with a faint smile.

*Clang, clang, clang...*

Ye Fan flicked his fingers, and ancient characters appeared one after another in the void, flying as if alive, transforming into imprints. The Divine Source Block instantly revived, and a divine phoenix soared out.

"What? How is this possible!?" The people of the Wang family were greatly alarmed.

"You greatly underestimate the Origin Heaven Master. What you can seal is merely a section of space. That might work against members of other origin technique families, but the inheritor of the Origin Heaven Master is not among them. I can change heaven and earth. You thought one diagram could seal me?" Ye Fan sneered.

"Retreat!"

Wang Chengfeng grabbed his young nephew and was the first to retreat, attempting to flee this terrifying place.

However, it was too late. Ye Fan activated the Divine Source Block, and millions of runes erupted, unleashing a terrifying divine might all at once.

In an instant, the world was filled with brilliant light. Even the sun in the sky was swallowed, as if countless stars were falling, crashing down to earth.

"Ah..." A chorus of screams erupted. All of the Wang family members were engulfed; not a single one escaped.

Inside Xiba City, everyone felt chills spreading from their bones. This power was too terrifying; it simply couldn't be resisted. Even a Sacred Lord entering that area would be pierced into a sieve by the divine light.

On the ancient city walls, Dao patterns emerged, transforming into a protective aura of light, blocking the onslaught of this violent power. Otherwise, the city would have suffered a catastrophic impact.

The instantaneous explosion unleashed power like an ocean, refining all tangible beings. The more than ten Supreme Elders were instantly vaporized into light, their forms and spirits utterly annihilated.

When everything vanished, only two Grand Mighty ones and Wang Chong remained, their bodies tattered and almost falling apart.

The two Grand Mighty ones survived by virtue of their strength, while Wang Chong only managed to cling to life after his various secret treasures were destroyed in blocking the attack.

"You..." Wang Chengfeng was so enraged that he kept spitting blood. Everything had been under his control, yet at the last moment, he was wounded so terribly.

The other Grand Mighty one stumbled, trying to soar into the sky and escape, but with a "thud," Ye Fan slapped him down, crushing him alive into a paste of flesh.

"With all your magical power gone, you still think of escaping?" A cold smile played on Ye Fan's lips as he walked forward.

On the ground, silver scales shimmered. One primordial being had not died and was struggling to crawl out of the dust.

*Poof!*

Ye Fan pointed a finger, instantly piercing its glabella. Then, a golden palm slammed down, reducing it to nothing but a pool of blood.

"Don't come any closer!" Wang Chong's hairs stood on end. The sudden turn of events filled him with despair.

"Didn't you want to stomp me to death? Come here then," Ye Fan beckoned to him.

"Ye Fan..." Wang Teng's paternal uncle gritted his teeth, swayed, and stood up. Then, with a roar, he burned his life force, forcefully increasing his combat power.

*Thud!*

Ye Fan unleashed his Dharma Idol Divine Ability, instantly growing larger. He raised a large golden foot and stomped it down forcefully.

*Splat!*

Wang Chengfeng spat blood, pinned to the ground by the massive foot, unable to struggle, his bones shattered and tendons torn.

"You wanted to use me for alchemy? Today, I'll refine *you* first!"

Ye Fan pressed down hard with his foot, like stomping on a bug, crushing Wang Teng's uncle into the dirt, destroying all his magical power.

"My nephew Wang Teng will come and kill you!" Wang Chengfeng raged, coughing up blood continuously.

"I'll be waiting for him!" Ye Fan pressed down harder, and the powerhouse of his generation was torn apart, finally meeting a violent end.

"Uncle..." Wang Chong shrieked, quickly retreating and leaping into the air.

Ye Fan's body shrank back to its normal size. He descended from the sky and stomped Wang Chong down with one foot, pinning him to the ground with a thud.

"At your age, you're already so vicious, repeatedly provoking me. If I don't kill you, even the heavens won't forgive it," Ye Fan said. He kicked, and Wang Chong instantly tumbled away.

"Don't kill me!" Wang Chong cried out, trembling all over, shaking like chaff. He instantly knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Your brother is hailed as the Northern Emperor, yet you kneel here. How embarrassing for him; you've utterly shamed him. I might as well send you on your way," Ye Fan said. He pointed a finger, and a flower of blood bloomed on Wang Chong's glabella. Wang Chong let out a scream, then fell backward.

This time, no further complications arose. All the life-saving treasures the Northern Emperor had given him were destroyed and obliterated in the intense light from earlier.

"Wang Teng's younger brother has been killed!"

"The Northern Emperor's paternal uncle has been slain by Ye Fan!"

The news spread like wildfire, flying in all directions, shaking the Central Plains and alarming many major powers.

"This time, the Northern Emperor and the Sacred Body will be locked in a death feud! This animosity has grown immense!" Everyone immediately thought of the various consequences that would follow.

"These two are destined for a decisive battle; only one will survive!"

In the distant Eastern Wasteland, within a forbidden land considered extremely dangerous and evil by humans, Divine Source Blocks glimmered inside various caves, sealing numerous primordial beings.

In an expansive ancient cave, the Northern Emperor sat opposite a young man from a primordial royal clan. The place was filled with primordial aura; everything was so mysterious.

*Crack!*

Suddenly, Wang Teng sprang to his feet in shock. A jade pendant on his person had shattered. He knew his younger brother was dead.

"What happened?" the young primordial royal clan member asked.

"Someone killed my brother." Wang Teng's knuckles were white from clenching his fists. His expression was terrifying, and divine light several meters long shot from his eyes, piercing through the stone wall like sharp swords.

"Who would be so audacious? I'll send a few people to kill him; even the head of a sect wouldn't be able to keep his head," the primordial royal clan member said casually.

"It's him, it must be him. Sacred Body Ye Fan, I will definitely kill you!" Wang Teng's voice was low but firm, like a resonating golden bell.

"The human Sacred Body is no weaker than the physique of the Battle Saint Ape race. Once such a person reaches full maturity, even the primordial kings would be wary of them," the young primordial royal clan member said.

"No matter what kind of physique, it's just the difference between the living and the dead. He is merely a whetstone in my eyes; he won't live much longer!" The light in Wang Teng's eyes was terrifying, but he quickly calmed down, without a trace of anger. He said, "When will your Ancestral King awaken? That is the most crucial thing."

"It's hard to say. Perhaps soon, or perhaps several more years," the young primordial royal clan member said, taking a sip of wine. "We shall wait patiently."

Suddenly, the tinkling of pearls and jade was heard as a graceful figure entered the cave. With long blue hair reaching her waist, a captivating physique, and skin like mutton-fat jade, she was exceedingly beautiful.

"Brother, the Ancestral King has awakened and wishes for you to bring this human cultivator to meet him," the stunning woman said. She was indistinguishable from a human, without any features of an ancient creature.

"Oh, the Ancestor has revived," the young primordial royal clan member's expression turned solemn; he no longer dared to be casual.

The Northern Emperor sprang to his feet, his gaze fixed on the deepest part of the ancient cave. It was pitch black and unfathomable. Faintly, a chilling aura permeated the air, causing even someone as powerful as him to feel the hairs on his body stand on end.

"Let's go," the young primordial royal clan member said, leading the way.

"Excellent. I wish to meet your Ancestral King and enter the Ancient Imperial Mountain where Great Emperor Wu Shi passed away," Wang Teng said in a deep voice.