Chapter 695: Purple Micro Ancient Domain Shocks with the Appearance of the Old Madman

The Vajra Pestle was gleaming, shimmering with silver light. It charged from the distant sky like a radiating moon ring, its divine brilliance dazzling the eyes, extremely resplendent.

Ye Fan felt immense pressure, as if facing a collapsing sky. His body felt like it would tear apart, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him.

He dodged to the side. The Vajra Pestle sliced through the air, creating a dazzling white light as it brushed past him, shattering an entire cluster of distant mountain peaks into dust.

“This is…” he thought, astonished.

This precious pestle, though out of control, still possessed astonishing divine power. A mere graze could destroy so many mountains, as if it held the power to create heaven and earth.

“Buzz,” the Vajra Pestle trembled lightly and soared from the flattened dust. Though uncontrolled, it still flew autonomously towards its enemy, striking at Ye Fan’s head.

“This precious pestle has developed its own spirit. At the very least, it’s a king-level divine weapon, and one whose true power is unfathomable.”

Ye Fan conjured his cauldron, which absorbed the power of heaven and earth, beginning to collect the Vajra Pestle. This treasure was incredibly powerful; if he could control it, his combat strength would greatly increase!

“Clang!”

The silver pestle, like a blade, did not make contact but unleashed rays of divine light that caused the cauldron to tremble violently. Had its material not been special, it would surely have been reduced to dust.

Ye Fan would naturally not use his cauldron to directly contend with a precious pestle of unknown rank. He was merely using the cauldron to slow its flight, not making actual contact.

One silver light after another shot out erratically, like heavenly swords cutting horizontally and vertically, surging everywhere. Thousands of rays of light pierced through the void, making it like a sieve.

“Poof,” in the distance, the young boy let out a final shriek and turned to ash.

As for Yin Tianzhi, because he had been bathed in the blood of the Undying Divine Phoenix, his physique was exceptionally unique, comparable to Wang Teng’s physical body, allowing him to endure for a long time.

However, he could not survive. More than half of his body had turned to charcoal, and his last remaining connection to the Vajra Pestle was about to break. The ancient treasure slowed down.

Ye Fan was overjoyed. He activated his cauldron, which emanated divine light, intending to officially collect it and claim it as his own.

“Ah!” Yin Tianzhi let out a final cry, like a phoenix bathed in flames, his entire body radiating crimson light as he used his last shred of divine consciousness to control the pestle.

“Poison!”

An intensely terrifying aura emanated, as if a purgatorial hell had descended. It made people feel as though tens of thousands of steel needles were piercing their bodies, causing excruciating pain and bone-chilling cold, raising goosebumps and making their hair stand on end.

The Vajra Pestle plunged down, transforming to the size of a millstone. It split heaven and earth, destroying everything it struck. Even as a Sacred Body, Ye Fan was unwilling to risk a direct confrontation.

“Boom!” This mountain range, spanning an unknown number of miles with countless peaks, was utterly destroyed in an instant, like sandcastles on a beach caught by a wave.

Dozens, even hundreds, collapsed ceaselessly and endlessly. Every single mountain peak shattered inch by inch, turning into mud and sand.

“So powerful!” Ye Fan was terrified. This ancient pestle was too potent. If wielded by a king of that generation, who could resist it?

He used his cauldron for protection and, for the first time, unleashed the power of the Great Yin, transforming it into the gentle, holy energy of Taiji, like water eroding stone, using softness to overcome hardness.

The ‘Soldier’ secret art was also simultaneously cast, operating smoothly and connected to the Dao, quickly interfering with the pestle. He wanted to seize it and prevent it from unleashing its terrifying divine might.

“Open for me!” Yin Tianzhi roared. He was certainly going to die, with no hope of survival. The nine-colored mist had already ignited his primordial spirit, and he wanted to drag Ye Fan to death with him.

The millstone-sized Vajra Pestle had its inner ring transform into a black hole, devouring everything. The shattered rocks, mud, and soil from the collapsed dozens or hundreds of mountains surged towards it like rivers, all instantly swallowed.

Ye Fan stood unsteadily, almost being completely consumed. This was a terrifying sight. This precious pestle absorbed everything, like a cosmic black hole.

He had previously seized a Vajra Pestle from a Yaochi disciple that wove out laws. It was clearly a replica and had also demonstrated this ability, but compared to this one, it was utterly insignificant, far inferior.

Ye Fan retreated, displaying various unique arts. He even took out his black gourd, preparing to strike down the Vajra Pestle to prevent it from continuing to evolve into a black hole, as otherwise, it would be impossible to stop, and he would truly be swallowed.

However, just then, Yin Tianzhi let out a final cry and finally turned to ashes, his primordial spirit completely burned away, dying tragically on the spot.

The Vajra Pestle’s divine power immediately diminished, becoming much dimmer, no longer so terrifying or frightening. Ye Fan acted decisively, unleashing the ‘Soldier’ secret art and activating the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things. With a “clang,” the precious pestle was collected. Inside the cauldron, a snow-white, crystalline precious pestle spun around, like an eternal great star, emitting a soul-stirring aura.

“This is a divine artifact!” Ye Fan’s heart pounded. Its material was extremely rare, a Nine Heavens White Jade Bi, rumored to be a divine jade born from intercepting a segment of the essence of the heavens, supremely hard and durable, eternally indestructible.

“Although it’s a king-level divine weapon, it can definitely evolve into a legacy saint weapon. This material alone is priceless and incredibly rare!” Ye Fan made an accurate judgment: this was an invincible king-level divine weapon. Although it was incredibly formidable, it was ultimately not the true Vajra Pestle of Laozi, but a replica.

However, to refine a replica to such a terrifying degree was truly frightening. The lineage of Laozi must have produced peerless kings whose strength was world-shaking.

“My elder brother will avenge me. You will not escape death, no matter where you go, even if you flee into an ancient star domain, he can still pursue and slay you.” This was Yin Tianzhi’s final lingering thought before death, filled with unwillingness and venom.

The Supreme Purity Sacred Realm closed. The Eight Scenic Palace within was enveloped by purple qi, completely shrouded in mist, impossible to see through, as if an ancient king was sitting cross-legged inside.

Ye Fan was stunned. A person named Tiande was in secluded cultivation there, entering the Eight Scenic Palace and obtaining Laozi’s legacy, becoming extremely powerful.

Yin Tianzhi had only received a partial inheritance from his brother and was already comparable to a sect master, having refined his body with Divine Phoenix blood. How terrifying, then, would his elder brother be?

Ye Fan’s heart sank. This would undoubtedly be an unimaginably formidable opponent, incredibly terrifying and powerful, possibly surpassing everyone he had encountered before!

The Supreme Purity Sacred Realm had closed and could not be opened at all. There was no way to attack it. Ye Fan couldn’t even use the nine-colored fire threads.

“He wants to find the Mother Qi of All Things and refine it into a Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang. His ambition is truly too great.” Ye Fan departed. He didn’t want to stay here long; he needed to understand this world and make himself stronger.

The Vajra Pestle felt warm and crystalline in his hand, truly miraculous. It was a divine artifact that would have been almost impossible to deal with had Yin Tianzhi not died.

The more Ye Fan looked at it, the more terrifying he found it. This was the pinnacle among king-level divine weapons, truly the king of kings, destined to evolve into a supreme sacred artifact in the future!

The Ziwei Ancient Star Domain was an incredibly vast world, stretching for an unknown number of miles. Ye Fan had flown for a month since leaving the Xuandu Cavern and Eight Scenic Palace, yet he was still amidst beautiful mountains and rivers, seeing no sign of human habitation.

Finally, on a desolate mountain where no grass grew, he found an ancient altar. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was an ancient teleportation array.

“Where does this lead?” Ye Fan had truly had enough. He desperately wanted to enter a populated area, ask others, and understand everything about this ancient star. Without hesitation, he stepped onto the ancient platform.

He had dared to traverse even the desolate universe, traveling alone for seven years through silent, dark star domains. Now, on an ancient star, he naturally feared nothing. What if this ancient array transported him to the ends of the world? He was certainly still within this ancient domain.

The ancient array platform was at least ten thousand years old. After source stones were embedded, it flashed with light, instantly growing brilliant and forming a channel that extended into the distance.

Ye Fan vanished in a flash, quickly disappearing into the silent void, where nothing could be seen.

After a full fifteen minutes, he finally emerged. Light appeared before his eyes, startling him. Having taken so long, it had definitely traversed over eight million li, making it an ultra-long-distance ancient array.

“This world is truly vast. Just a random abandoned ancient array platform can cross eight million li. It’s indeed a boundless world.”

He felt it might be even more boundless than the Big Dipper Star Domain, which was truly a bit frightening. It was hard to imagine what kind of star such a massive star could be.

In this world where even demons existed, he no longer used his home world’s laws of physics to measure. He secretly speculated that perhaps world-creating laws were at work on this ancient star, with domains within domains and endless territory.

Finally, after flying tens of thousands more miles, he left the great wilderness and saw a large city on the horizon ahead.

It was a black ancient city, incredibly massive, entirely cast from ink-colored crystal stones, shimmering with dark light, like a magnificent heavenly city descended upon the mortal realm.

“How magnificent!” Even Ye Fan couldn’t help but exclaim. The city walls were over a hundred meters high, densely covered with array patterns, clearly a vital stronghold at a glance.

“Did you know, something happened at the Eight Scenic Palace? Yin Tiande’s brother was killed.” “What? Who would dare to do such a thing, even provoke the master of the Eight Scenic Palace?!” “Yin Tiande defeated all sect masters ten years ago. How strong must he be now? He dared to use the blood of the Undying Divine Phoenix to baptize his brother’s body; imagine how unfathomable he himself must be!” “Yin Tianzhi, who died, was also a super-expert, inspiring immense dread among all sect masters with his terrifying strength. Who exactly killed him?”

Inside this black ancient city, resembling a heavenly capital, some cultivators were discussing. On that day, some demonic beasts, transformed from spiritual birds, had witnessed the battle and leaked the news.

“Let’s not talk about that for now. We should hurry and meet that ancient saint. I never imagined such an ancient saint would appear in our Tianyuan City.”

“That’s a strange person. He completely ignores people’s worship and seems to be searching for something. He’s been lingering there for several days now.”

Ye Fan was greatly shaken upon hearing all this. This world was truly terrifying; he had just entered an ancient city and already encountered an ancient saint.

He followed along. Many cultivators were heading out of the city into a barren, crimson land where no grass grew, as if lava had swept through it.

Stone mountains rose here, with strange rocks side by side and no vegetation whatsoever. In the distance, some powerful cultivators were lurking but dared not approach.

Suddenly, Ye Fan froze, hardly daring to believe his eyes. He saw a tall figure, with disheveled hair, standing amidst the stone mountains.

It was a towering person, two or three heads taller than an average individual, majestic and imposing like an ancient god. His skin was bronze-colored, and his unruly black hair obscured his true appearance.

Ye Fan couldn’t see his face, but he was very familiar with this body because he had once journeyed with him up Sacred Cliff and opened the ancient coffin of the Great Sacred Body. It was actually the Old Madman!

“How is this possible? How did he get here?!” Ye Fan pinched himself hard, making sure he wasn’t hallucinating.

“It really is him!” His heart was filled with shock. After traveling alone for seven years in the desolate universe, he never imagined he would encounter an old acquaintance in the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain. It was simply too incredible!