Chapter 657: Ancient Emperor Mountain Waves Arrive

## Chapter 661: The Stirring of Mount Guhuang

Even before Ye Fan approached the Ancient Heavenly Court, he felt a divine power that threatened to shatter his soul. It was an indescribable vibration that reached the very core of his being.

"It seems future tribulations will be quite challenging," he mused. "Perhaps the entire Heavenly Court will descend during my next tribulation!"

Naturally, Ye Fan wouldn't recklessly approach. Already, two humanoid lightning figures left him struggling. The battle was fierce; he was covered in blood and narrowly escaped death several times.

Strangely, the humanoid lightning was peculiar. One figure was evenly matched with him in strength. Even with two, the situation remained balanced; they didn't surpass him but weren't weaker either, maintaining a strange equilibrium.

"Boom!"

Finally, a third humanoid lightning figure appeared. Above its head, a massive dragon swayed its head and tail, possessing unparalleled destructive power that shook the ages.

Later, it transformed into a divine lamp, illuminating the starfield and crushing the heavens and earth. It was terrifying, striking downwards and splitting rivers and mountains.

"I don't recognize this divine lamp; I've never seen it before," Ye Fan thought. "Finally, a unique weapon, not one suspected to belong to an ancient Great Emperor."

Ye Fan fought fiercely, covered in blood, traversing the sea of lightning. He battled the three humanoid lightning figures, which were no different from human powerhouses, capable of wielding the Great Dao and manifesting laws.

This was a life-or-death confrontation, allowing no room for error. One wrong step meant utter ruin and instant death.

"Their strength always matches mine, never surpassing it. Is this due to the laws of the Great Dao?" Ye Fan wondered, filled with doubt.

Ultimately, the battle lasted for a day and a night. Ye Fan's Myriad Cauldron was almost pierced through, and his body was splattered with golden blood, sustaining severe injuries.

Within the sea of lightning, ancient buildings floated and sank. Ye Fan was ultimately unable to get a clear view; at his closest approach, he was repelled.

"Boom!"

With a final deafening crash, the sky-filling lightning vanished, and the endless storms dissipated. The world regained its clarity. Ye Fan's joints popped continuously, and his entire body glowed like divine metal.

At the same time, the Myriad Cauldron continuously vibrated, the inscribed patterns intertwining like dragons, making it seem as if it had come alive.

Everything concluded. Although the immense heavenly tribulation was terrifying, it hadn't fully descended, merely engulfing Ye Fan without touching the immortal vein below.

"Boom!"

After an unknown period, Ye Fan erupted with a light that pierced through heaven and earth. His body was pure and flawless, completely restored to his peak condition.

All had passed. The Yin-Yang Death Curse was extinguished, and Ye Fan advanced further, entering the Secret Realm of Sendai. Every movement of his hands and feet pulsed with inexhaustible power.

His black hair danced as Ye Fan, with deep, spirited eyes, stood in the void. He scanned his surroundings, then let out a soft cry, and the cauldron above his head flew out.

A powerful aura emanated, like an abyss opening, swallowing the sacred energy of heaven and earth and absorbing vital essence from all directions. The cauldron's mouth was like a black hole, devouring everything voraciously.

From a distance, a loud cry echoed as a man was sent flying backward, forcibly restrained and pulled closer. The crowd was astonished; he was a Half-Great Power, yet he had been imprisoned.

"He can fight a Great Power right after entering the Secret Realm of Sendai!?" Many people shuddered in awe.

"Ye Little Scoundrel, die!" the restrained man roared defiantly, spitting out a beam of light crafted from True Solar Water.

The surging river of water was incredibly fiery, almost incinerating the immortal veins into ash. Each droplet of water resembled a miniature sun. This was a secret treasure, coveted even by Saint Lords.

He was a Half-Great Power from the Yin-Yang Sect. After his defeat, he hadn't retreated, instead lurking like many other spectators, unaware that Ye Fan possessed a divine eye that had already discerned his true form.

"Puff!"

The great cauldron flipped, absorbing all the True Solar Water. At the same time, it descended, formless, unmanifest, and omnipresent, striking his body.

The Great Power spurted blood, was instantly torn into two, then shattered into dust, evaporating into thin air. Not even a single bone remained; he simply vanished.

Ye Fan, having just entered Sendai, could already fight a Half-Great Power. This wasn't due to his Source Arts or by throwing divine source blocks, but purely his own combat strength.

"The Eight Prohibitions Domain!"

People gasped, realizing a serious issue. Each layer of Sendai was divided into nine minor realms. Ye Fan, upon first entering this secret realm, could already contend with cultivators at the peak of the first layer, the so-called Half-Great Powers!

In fact, some living fossils believed Ye Fan was even stronger than imagined because they felt the terrifyingly condensed nature of his divine consciousness.

"His spiritual power is incredibly strong, and the first layer of Sendai primarily involves cultivating divine consciousness. Does this mean he might soon achieve a qualitative leap?!"

Many were alarmed by this thought. Ye Fan's progress might be incredibly swift; he could potentially break through multiple tiers consecutively in the near future. Who could stop him then?

In the Secret Realm of Sendai, the first layer involves refining powerful divine consciousness, like sharpening a blade against a stone. Only from the second layer onward would other hidden treasures of the human body be continuously unlocked, unleashing boundless combat power.

"He's only at the first layer of Sendai, so his combat power is still hard to define. It will truly manifest when he cultivates an ancient scripture."

"And you, you also made a move forty-nine days ago, didn't you?" Ye Fan's divine eyes flashed like lightning as he looked in another direction, expanding his magic power with a raised hand.

"Ah..."

A loud cry came from afar as another Half-Great Power was forcibly restrained and pulled over. This individual was powerful, brandishing a white bone banner. With a fierce shake, it unleashed ten thousand chaotic sword strikes.

"Clang!"

Ye Fan pointed his finger, and a golden beam shot out, shattering all ten thousand sword glows. Then, a golden hand pressed down, pulverizing the white bone banner with a soft *puff*.

The surrounding crowd was alarmed. The Eight Prohibitions Domain was indeed terrifying, rarely seen since ancient times. Ye Fan was already so dominant upon reaching Sendai; after touching the Eight Prohibitions, he was virtually invincible at the first layer of Sendai!

"Kill!"

This Half-Great Power didn't wish to sit and wait for death. He spat out a golden skull, which was initially only an inch tall but then rapidly expanded into a golden skull furnace.

"A Saint Lord-level weapon, interwoven with the laws of the Great Dao."

Ye Fan remained unfazed. The Myriad Cauldron flipped out, crashing into the golden skull with a *bang*, shattering it instantly.

"This cauldron has been promoted to a Saint Lord-level weapon! After continuously enduring heavenly tribulations, it has already interwoven its own Dao marks!"

Everyone was astonished. This cauldron, like Ye Fan, was now beginning to show its true potential. Its material was so precious and rare, both ancient and modern. Once it interwove Dao marks, it would become incredibly formidable.

"The Myriad Cauldron and the Sacred Body truly complement each other..." someone else sighed with emotion.

"Puff!"

With a gentle tremor from the ancient cauldron, the Half-Great Power instantly crumbled inch by inch, dissolving into the void and perishing on the spot.

The powerful Sacred Body, having just entered Sendai, displayed such combat prowess, alarming everyone. Many major powers had representatives present, and all were astonished.

"Now, it's a bit late to suppress the Sacred Body. Eliminating him would require a huge price."

"Not necessarily. If a Saint Lord uses an intact weapon of an ancient saint to kill him, he'll have nowhere to run, whether to heaven or earth!"

Of course, people could only discuss this privately. There were many powerful forces capable of killing Ye Fan, but the key was whether they could corner him.

"Easier said than done. He possesses Source Arts, allowing him to change forms and disappear without a trace. Now he's appeared, but he's at the Extraordinary Scholars' Mansion, where we can't act recklessly."

"You're truly bold!" Ye Fan sneered, spotting more individuals from hostile forces. These were cultivators who hadn't reached the Half-Great Power realm, hiding in the shadows.

"Puff!" "Puff!..."

Ye Fan struck repeatedly, and blood blossoms bloomed one after another. In an instant, dozens of people died violently, all cut down.

"What?! Has he cultivated the Heavenly Eye? How can nothing escape his sight?" The remaining enemies all fled.

However, many people were still present. Over the past month, numerous great sects had received news and rushed to the location. The prodigies of the Extraordinary Scholars' Mansion, of course, had been watching closely all along.

Several Great Powers from the Ji family were there, holding a Red Blood Divine Lamp, a damaged weapon left by an ancient saint, which deterred many. The Extraordinary Scholars' Mansion itself was unfathomable; no one wanted to provoke it or cause trouble there.

In the distance, Princess Yueling's heart trembled. The Nine Li Divine Dynasty had once robbed Ye Fan, and things would likely not end well in the future. If the Sacred Body continued to develop at this speed, it would undoubtedly become a powerful source of pressure.

The Saintess of Yaochi, the Divine King Physique of the Jiang family, powerhouses from the Southern Ridge, ascetics from the Western Desert, kings from the Central Plains, and others were all uneasy, silently observing.

At this moment, the younger generation felt varied emotions, but all experienced immense pressure.

"Brat, pay your debts!"

The last person wasn't restrained by Ye Fan but actively approached. Duan De, with a darkened face and a broken bowl perched on his head, marched close.

The aggrieved party had come knocking!

Ye Fan truly found it difficult to act. First, he was somewhat in the wrong, and second, the other party possessed a half-Imperial Weapon. If they truly fought, he was bound to suffer.

"Reverend Duan, long time no see. I trust you've been well?"

"Well, my ass! You bunch of bastards stole even my underwear! Don't try to be eloquent with me! My Nine Divine Weapons, my Longevity Lock, my eighteen divine pearls, my Heavenly Demon artifacts... give them all back!"

In the distance, people nearly choked on their food. Dongfang Ye wanted to sneak away; he had been the one to take everything, including shoes, socks, and even underwear, stripping Duan De bare.

Ye Fan's head ached. Fatty Duan was difficult to deal with. Was a fight truly inevitable? Expecting him to return the Nine Divine Weapons was impossible.

"That fatty got robbed too? Serves him right!" In the distance, Ji Ziyue pouted angrily.

The Great Powers of the Ji family were also grinding their teeth. Fatty Duan had once visited their ancestral tombs, excavating the tomb of an invincible Divine King from ancient times, and they hadn't managed to catch him then.

"Give me back my weapons!" Duan De gnashed his teeth.

Every weapon he mentioned was a King-level divine artifact, all incredibly famous, having left behind boundless prestige across the land, known to all under heaven.

"King-level divine artifacts! What is his background that he managed to collect all of them?" Everyone was astonished. They were familiar with this fatty, but he remained an enigma to them.

"Brother Duan, don't get angry. Think back to those days when you were in your prime, and we became instant friends. Have you forgotten? All those sentient weapons that flew out of the Demon Emperor's tomb, I gave them all to you without a single word of complaint. Now, your brother is short on funds and wants to borrow a few weapons, but you're acting like this. That's really not right of you," Ye Fan said.

Mentioning the past made Fatty Duan's heart ache. Thinking of the green copper he missed, he said with pain, "Let's not talk about anything else. Just give me a piece of that old copper, and we'll call it even. We'll still be friends."

"No problem," Ye Fan stepped forward, slung an arm around him, and said, "Brother Duan, you've seen it, your brother has faced a great calamity; many people want to kill me. Why don't you lend me the Sky Swallowing Devil Pot for half a year?"

"I heard you have a few ancient scriptures on you. How about lending them to your brother Duan for two years of study?"

The two, one relying on his Sacred Body's physical suppression and the other on the deterrent of the Sky Swallowing Devil Pot, walked arm-in-arm deeper into the Extraordinary Scholars' Mansion, haggling fiercely.

"Fatty Duan, what do you need the Origin Heaven Divine Arrays for? Damn it, you want me to carve a hundred of them at once? Do you think it's as easy as drinking water?!"

"Is a hundred a lot? You can just wave your finger and they're done! You had a good time robbing my King-level divine artifacts, didn't you? How about I casually rob you sometime too?!"

"Damn you, Duan De! One Origin Heaven Divine Array requires millions of runes and four head-sized divine sources. Why don't you just go rob someone? Go open a Holy Land's treasury and see if they even have that much!"

"Kid, aren't you a Source Master? Just take a stroll around the Northern Region, and you'll have everything. Alright, how about carving fifty for me?"

"Go to hell, Fatty Duan! One Origin Heaven Divine Array is worth two million jin of pure source. You couldn't even find that much divine source by digging up an Emperor's tomb!"

"I'm not asking for all of them now. You can owe me for them. How about carving ten or eight for me first?" Since seeing Ouyang Ye's Origin Heaven Divine Array, Fatty Duan had been obsessed with it. Later, when he learned Ye Fan had used it to kill a Great Power, he became even more interested.

"What do you need so many divine source arrays for, for no reason?" Ye Fan was very confused.

"Isn't the Northern Emperor planning to target Mount Guhuang, intending to retrieve the Bell of Wushi? How could I, Duan, miss out on something like that? I want to meet the Great Emperor Wushi."

"Duan De, you damned bastard..."

"Damn it, kid, why are you cursing me? Just curse the Northern Emperor! Come with me to Mount Guhuang."

Ye Fan kept pondering. The Northern Emperor was truly daring, actually planning to target Purple Mountain. Even an Imperial Weapon couldn't open it back then; could he succeed?

"I'm not going. That's purely seeking death. I don't want to needlessly throw my life away."

"Kid, don't you dare regret it. The Northern Emperor has persuaded some Archaic Royal Families. They might be able to enter and exit Purple Mountain, and who knows, they might even carry out the corpse of Great Emperor Wushi then."

"Do you have any other news?" Ye Fan asked.

"Too much news," Fatty Duan patted his shoulder. "The Eastern Wasteland has been far from peaceful this past month; many things have happened. Come with me, old man. With your Source Arts and my divine arts, we'll both benefit and be invincible under heaven!"

"No, I'm not going. I don't want to die," Ye Fan shook his head.

"You know, those King-level divine artifacts of mine are priceless; no one can afford them. You just plundered them all from me. How do you plan to settle this debt? Come help me offset it."

"Go to hell! Why didn't you say that when you robbed my sentient weapons? Where are those artifacts?"

"I used them all to sacrifice weapon spirits, to better control the Sky Swallowing Devil Pot. Don't even think about getting them back."

"Then we're even!"

"You're so calm? Even that dog in the Eastern Wasteland went crazy, and you're not tempted?" Duan De asked.

"Damn it, what kind of comparison is that?! Tell me, what happened?"

"That dog in the Eastern Wasteland is too wicked! It tricked several Great Powers to their deaths and almost crippled Wang Teng. It's that annoying dog, just like you. Don't you want to go see it?"