Chapter 664: Facing the Royal Family

Chapter 168: Facing the Royal Family

Chapter 160: Facing the Royal Family

The human body is like a reservoir, and spiritual cultivation is like water. Combat power, then, is the efficient utilization of this water. Ye Fan already possessed a certain level of spiritual cultivation, but previously he lacked a mental cultivation method to operate it. Now that he has obtained the Sun Scripture, everything has fallen into place naturally.

In just one month, he was swiftly forged into a powerful expert, significantly boosting his combat power. He now possessed the strength to traverse the Northern Region and confront various formidable enemies.

Ye Fan sat cross-legged in the void, appearing like an indestructible golden body. Golden light flowed and vibrant colors emanated from him. His entire body seemed forged from divine gold, without a single blemish, his precious form shining brilliantly.

"Swish!"

With a thought, he instantly appeared on the ground. Two ancient creatures immediately trembled, saying, "You promised that if we translated the ancient scripture for you, you would spare us."

"I keep my word," Ye Fan replied, "but if you attack me in the future, you will still be killed without mercy." From between his eyebrows, a one-inch-long golden celestial sword shot out, plunging into their heads and severing their relevant memories. Then, he pointed a finger, and two streaks of golden light flew out, entering their bodies and instantly releasing the restrictions on the two ancient creatures.

The two archaic creatures lost their relevant memories, but they did not forget that this was the Sacred Body whom the young master of the Divine Spirit Valley wished to kill. Immediately, their eyes sharpened, and they pounced to attack him.

"It seems I won't have to wait for the future; you're attacking me now," Ye Fan said, stepping back. The golden spiritual consciousness between his eyebrows transformed into a small cauldron, which instantly flew out, emitting blazing divine power like a falling sun.

"Thud!"

At such close range, and after triggering the forbidden domain, the powerful cauldron formed from his spiritual consciousness proved almost unstoppable. It instantly smashed the two ancient creatures into pieces, destroying both their physical forms and their spirits.

Ye Fan took a deep breath. The small cauldron, formed from the Mother Qi of All Things, traveled upward along his great spine, then entered the space between his eyebrows and settled there.

Whichever great secret realm one cultivates, that is where the main weapon must be placed. Now, the small cauldron had finally entered his golden brow, destined to become his future implement for attaining the Dao.

In the past month, many events unfolded in the outside world, and the entire Eastern Wasteland was anything but peaceful.

The Northern Emperor once again entered the Ji Family and was welcomed into the ancient Imperial Hall left by the Void Emperor. Moreover, his progenitor emerged, personally traveling across the void to arrive, and held a secret discussion with the Ji clan for a long time.

Rumors from the outside suggested that the Ji Family's stance had softened, and they had very likely agreed to the marriage contract. This was because some witnessed the Ji Family's "Little Moon" sulking, pulling out a handful of a senior's beard, and attempting to escape by traversing the void.

Unfortunately, she was caught and brought back, and the matter was left unresolved, with no conclusive news spreading.

Wang Teng looked down upon the Eastern Wasteland, finding it difficult to encounter an equal among his peers. Over these past few days, many brave talents challenged him, yet not a single one could withstand even a single move. The difference in their strengths was like heaven and earth!

The Northern Emperor looked down on the young generation of the Eastern Land; his every word and action garnered attention. There was simply no one who was his match; wherever his golden ancient chariot went, even sect masters would avoid its path.

His future was brilliant and limitless. He was advancing step by step on the path to becoming a Great Emperor, his progress incredibly firm. To this day, no one, save for the Central Emperor, could halt him for even half a step.

Moreover, he was on good terms with the archaic royal family, often traveling in a war chariot. An ancient creature named Zitiandu, from the Divine Spirit Valley, accompanied him and had once crushed a sect master to death with a single hand.

It could be said that the current Wang Teng not only overwhelmed the entire younger generation of the Eastern Wasteland, but even Saint Lord-level figures were deeply apprehensive and unwilling to provoke him.

The Northern Emperor was now at the height of his power. In the current Eastern Wasteland, no one dared to offend him; he truly stood alone at the pinnacle, with no visible adversaries, his fame spreading across the vast land.

Over the past month, Wang Teng and Zitiandu activated the Divine Spirit Valley's golden lake to search for Ye Fan's whereabouts, but it was completely useless, always yielding no results.

Ye Fan emerged from seclusion and came to the outside world, hearing many rumors and news. The Wang Family of the Northern Plains was still spreading word, portraying him as utterly worthless, claiming he could only endure silently and dared not show himself.

"What is Ye Fan worth?" they claimed. "With my cousin Wang Teng in the Eastern Wasteland, he can only cower in a corner and will never dare to show himself!"

"My cousin is known as the Northern Emperor," they boasted. "With him in this world, what is a Sacred Body worth? He should regret being born in the same era!"

Wang Teng's clansmen spoke one after another, disparaging Ye Fan as utterly worthless, not considering him a threat at all. Of course, all of this was done under instruction.

The purpose of this was simple: to prevent the hot-blooded Ye Fan from cultivating peacefully. If he emerged, that would be good, as they could powerfully suppress and kill him. If he endured silently and remained in hiding, it could still disturb his mind and affect his Dao realm.

For over a month, many people were indignant. Even Pang Bo and others, far away in the Qishi Mansion, had heard these various arrogant remarks.

"Damn it, has the younger generation of the Wang Family grown tired of living?" Li Heishui exclaimed indignantly.

"It doesn't matter," a barbarian, who had recently grown close to them, said, waving his wolf-tooth club. "We're going to the Eastern Wasteland to participate in the great battle. Then we'll let our strength speak and shut certain people up!"

It is rumored that all the major archaic royal families are stirring, and limitless winds and clouds are gathering at Purple Mountain. The major human forces can no longer sit still.

As Ye Fan had not appeared for a month, naturally many people in the Eastern Wasteland were discussing it. Some said he should indeed remain hidden and endure silently before he fully matured.

Others said that the Sacred Body lacked an indomitable aura and had made no response at all. His will should be manifested, otherwise, even if he became powerful in the future, he would lack the conviction to contend with a Great Emperor.

While the outside world was abuzz, a dog appeared, causing an uproar throughout the land, loudly demanding to take the Northern Emperor as its pet and telling him to quickly kneel and await death.

People had seen arrogant individuals, but never such an arrogant dog. While the Northern Emperor's prestige was at its peak, a large dog roared across the Eastern Wasteland in such a manner, astounding everyone.

"Is this the legendary 'scamming' dog?" people wondered. "Last time, it killed two powerful individuals and caused the Northern Emperor to suffer a great loss at Ancient Emperor Mountain. Has it jumped out again?"

The Black Emperor bounded out, challenging the Northern Emperor and ridiculing all the young generation of the Wang Family, claiming they weren't even qualified to be human pets and should just be killed and used as flower fertilizer.

This large dog lived up to expectations. After two days of bluster, it made its move, setting up a killing array that turned one of the Wang Family's auction halls into a meat grinder, leveling it to the ground. Not a single person escaped with their lives.

The Wang Family launched a major offensive over this, with four great powerful beings emerging together, chasing the big black dog across the entire Eastern Wasteland. They wanted to boil it into a pot of dog meat, causing quite a stir.

Moreover, one of the Wang Family's old ancestors made a move along the way, intending to capture the Black Emperor and intercept it.

The Black Emperor was very decisive; it simply ran away and did not attempt to resist. It is said that some witnessed it standing upright like a human, wearing a pair of large floral shorts, carrying a small girl (delicately carved like pink jade) on its back, and using an incredibly fast movement technique. It outran the Wang Family's old ancestor completely, shaking him off by ten mountain ranges, and successfully escaped.

Afterward, the Wang Family's old ancestor wore a disgruntled expression, having eaten a mouthful of dust. He only saw a large dog wearing floral shorts, standing on its hind legs, letting out three loud farts at him before vanishing from sight.

"Damn that dog!"

The entire Wang Family wished they could skin it alive, but it was faster than a rabbit and utterly uncatchable. Even the carefully laid divine arrays couldn't trap it.

"Now, Ye Fan himself dares not appear," they scoffed. "He only relies on a demonic dog to stir up trouble."

"The Sacred Body can never catch up to our clan's Imperial Son," they boasted. "He can only look up from a corner for his entire life!"

"Ye Fan, you'd best hide far away!" they taunted. "With my cousin here, you'll never be able to make a name for yourself. You might as well never show yourself in this life!"

"The Sacred Body's only purpose is to be a good green leaf," they proclaimed, "to highlight the invincible heroic bearing of my clan's brother. Being born in the same era as him is his greatest sorrow!"

Unable to catch the Black Emperor, the young disciples of the Wang Family vented all their resentment onto Ye Fan, using malicious language to describe him as utterly worthless, subjecting him to the utmost contempt and humiliation.

After Ye Fan emerged from seclusion, he heard these rumors along the way and laughed, though his laughter was somewhat cold. His recent breakthrough meant he precisely needed a trial.

"No rush, take it slow." Along the way, he carried the God-Beating Whip on his back, walking slowly, all the while pondering Source Techniques.

In this land of the Northern Region, he could move unhindered and fear no powerful individual. As long as no ancient kings or beings surpassing Saint Lords appeared, he could confidently look down upon the world.

"A Source Earth Master," he mused, "requires the recognition of heaven and earth and the collection of tens of thousands of fragments of laws contained within dragon veins."

Ye Fan had been pondering how to become a Source Earth Master and found it incredibly difficult. Although he was very close, he still felt as though it was an immense distance away despite being within reach.

"No wonder," he thought, "since ancient times, there have only been five Source Heaven Masters. It's so difficult even to become a Source Earth Master."

It was hard to quantify just how powerful Source Heaven Masters were. In the past, they made all the Sacred Lands turn green with fear, yet there was nothing they could do. One could enter the Primeval Restricted Zone and see the corpse of an old Imperial Lord, yet a Source Heaven Master could lay out arrangements even there.

The Northern Region was sparsely populated; often, it was difficult to see a city for millions of miles. The barren land grew no grass, and ninety percent of the area was desolate, barren, and bare.

Ye Fan traveled along. With his current level of Source Techniques, he could naturally observe dragon veins and excavated several large pieces of divine source, each as large as a washbasin.

In this process, he also startled a few archaic creatures that flew out from an ancient underground dragon vein mine. However, they could not harm Ye Fan, as they were not awakened archaic ancestral kings.

A few days later, Ye Fan arrived outside the Divine City, a place he had been away from for several years. He looked up, and it appeared like a celestial capital pressing down upon the earth.

The majestic city was vast and boundless, its city gates wide enough to accommodate hundreds of horses abreast. As soon as he entered the Sacred City, he drew the attention of some people who looked his way.

"He is... the Sacred Body!"

"It's really him! The Sacred Body Ye Fan has returned!"

"Now, the Wang Family is searching for him everywhere," someone exclaimed. "He actually appeared at this time, without even disguising himself!"

Ye Fan was recognized immediately. Years ago, he had stirred up boundless commotion in this place, and his return now instantly caused a huge uproar.

He did not go to find old acquaintances or to see An Miaoyi and others. Instead, he went directly to a super stone gambling house.

The stone gambling houses in the Divine City were the largest in the world. Among them, the Sacred Land-level stone houses were truly unrivaled across the five regions. The Wang Family also owned one, located in a bustling area and overseen by a powerful individual.

"The Sacred Body Ye Fan has returned!"

Along the entire street, everyone looked over, and then an uproar ensued. The stone gambling battle from back then was still unforgettable to people, driving them into a frenzy.

Now, his situation was not particularly favorable, yet he dared to return so openly. He must have something to rely on, or be utterly fearless.

"Does he want to confront the Northern Emperor?!"

"This is... heading straight for the Wang Family's stone gambling house!"

"It's going to be lively now," people commented. "It can be predicted that today there will certainly be a shocking upheaval: either the Sacred Body dies, or the Wang Family is uprooted in the Divine City!"

In the city, many people received the news, and tens of thousands emptied the streets, rushing towards this place. A considerable number of people greeted Ye Fan.

Back then, the commotion caused by the stone gambling battle was immense, so many people recognized him, and even more had invited him for a drink.

Ye Fan's footsteps were calm and unhurried, his pace neither fast nor slow. Each step resonated on the ground with a special rhythm, like a celestial drum beating in people's hearts—a truly terrifying cadence.

"Indeed," people murmured, "he's heading straight for the Wang Family's stone house!"

Everyone knew that today would definitely not end peacefully; there would be a collision like a comet striking the earth.

"No disguise, coming openly," some exclaimed, incredibly excited by the prospect of chaos. "This is a blatant confrontation! Is he going to step on the Wang Family's face?!"

Not long ago, the Wang Family was making arrogant declarations across the land. If, at this moment, their foundation in the Divine City were to be uprooted, it would be absolutely shocking, akin to slapping the face of the most terrifying major power in the Northern Plains.