Chapter 758: One Force Suppresses All Enemies

Chapter 761: One Man Against a Multitude of Enemies

"My son is Wang Teng."

Years ago, Pang Bo used to tease him about this very statement. More than a decade has passed in a flash. Old friends are gone, and now their tragic news has reached him.

Now, as Ye Fan saw the Wang family patriarch again and heard the same words, he couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

"Brother Wang has raised an excellent son. He has inherited the legacy of the Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor and acquired the supreme secrets of the Void. This is unprecedented in history; no one has ever cultivated two complete scriptures simultaneously. His future path to Dao Enlightenment is promising." Wang Chengkun naturally smiled broadly upon hearing such compliments. His greatest pride was his eldest son, who, at a young age, already possessed cultivation that surpassed all others and harbored exceptionally rare great fortune. Back then, he had no advantage when competing for the patriarch's position. It was solely because his son showed extraordinary talent from childhood that the clan's venerable ancestor ultimately chose him.

"Speaking of which, the departure of the Sacred Body is truly regrettable. Surely, the esteemed nephew of the Wang family won't be left with any lingering obsessions, will he? It would be a pity if that prevented him from achieving Dao enlightenment," an old demon remarked. Wang Chengkun replied, "It's a shame he fled this world. Otherwise, his blood would stain my son's battle robes, and he would be decapitated." "Everyone knows that Nephew Wang Teng possesses an unparalleled natural talent, surpassing all ancient and present figures. We old ones must all step aside; today's world belongs to them." During that battle years ago, Wang Teng's defeat was not due to a lack of strength; everyone knew this. At this moment, no one spoke unpleasantries in front of the Wang family, offering only flattering words.

"That old man is truly shameless, actually believing his son is a future Great Emperor. A defeat is a defeat; there's nothing to gloss over," Li Tian said with disdain. Ye Fan said nothing. This was a sacred stronghold of the demon race; it was impossible to act here, or he would offend numerous demon tribes in the Southern Mountain Range.

"Brother Wang, there are many rumors circulating outside, saying your clan attacked an an ancient village and was completely annihilated. Is that true?" Someone finally raised the question, which many were eager to know. Nothing could be discerned from Wang Chengkun's face, but his eyes held a hint of grimness. He said, "Some clan members were harmed by insignificant scoundrels, but it's nothing to worry about. One day, my clan will level that mountain range, leaving not a blade of grass." Where there are people, there are conflicts; where there are conflicts, there are grudges and grievances. Such is life; it is unavoidable.

Among the many powerful figures, there were naturally some at odds with the Wang family. Someone subtly teased, "I heard the Sacred Body has reappeared, and the battle in the mountains was all his doing, single-handedly eradicating everyone from the Wang clan. I wonder if it's true or false." While not overly sarcastic, the words were sharp. Wang Chengkun's expression immediately stiffened. He said, "My clan indeed anticipates the return of that Ye fellow. We would kill him and use his sacred blood for alchemy. Unfortunately, that coward escaped. The battle in the deep mountains was merely someone impersonating him, stirring up trouble with malicious intent." Li Tian nudged Ye Fan and said, "That old man is truly a piece of work, so thick-skinned that even a wild boar couldn't bite through it. No matter what, it was his son who lost back then, so why does he keep slandering you?"

Inside the hall, many cultivators had arrived, mostly grand figures from various demon tribes, and also many human sect masters. They all held different opinions regarding the battle with the barbarian tribe, with various theories circulating, but most did not believe Ye Fan could return. Besides the various powerful figures, their descendants were also present—all were the most astonishing inheritors, otherwise, they wouldn't even be able to set foot here. These young talents and beautiful women were brought in, partly to broaden their horizons, and partly for them to engage in competition.

"What am I seeing? A demoness who can captivate all beings, so breathtakingly beautiful! I truly wonder if she's a sister of Yi Qingwu. How can someone be so exquisite?!" Li Tian nearly drooled, gulping down a large cup of fine wine. The young men and women of the new generation were also engaged in heated discussions, debating laws and principles, sparring with each other, and some rivals secretly competed. Among them, one woman was particularly eye-catching, like a divine pearl in the ocean, dazzlingly brilliant. It was Qi Huoshui! Years had passed, and the Southern Demon's sister had become even more radiant and captivating. Her skin was as white as snow, seemingly ready to break at a touch, her dark hair shone like silk, and she was gracefully alluring, standing not far away. Qi Huoshui was sensitive to such gazes. She turned and glared fiercely at Li Tian, but then froze, her jade cup nearly falling to the ground. She could hardly believe her eyes—a person who had been gone for twelve years had reappeared. She immediately thought of the rumors: the Sacred Body from the barbarian wilderness was not an impostor, but the real one! "The Sacred Body is back!" Qi Huoshui knew that there would surely be great chaos today. Ye Fan daring to appear here meant he certainly wasn't here for peaceful reasons; he had definitely come to kill. Such a "disaster-for-nations" beauty, in her brief moment of stunned silence, exuded a unique and captivating charm that left many dumbfounded.

It was evident that Wang Chengkun harbored a deep hatred for Ye Fan. Whenever Ye Fan was mentioned, he would either belittle or mock him, as if Ye Fan was not even worth his son's toenail. "That old man, it's a fact that his son lost to you back then. It's one thing to gloss over and conceal it, but what else is there to flaunt? In a moment, after we leave the Demon Emperor Hall, we'll fight to the death," Li Tian declared. From beginning to end, Ye Fan said not a word, as steady as Mount Tai. Soon after, he rose and left the ancient hall, stepping outside. This was because Li Tian had gone over, overtly provoked the Wang family, and announced himself as the Human Desire Dao's sect master. It was certain that the Wang family would intercept and kill him after they left the Demon Emperor Hall. Ye Fan walked step by step along the ancient bluestone path out of the deep mountains. No one could fly here. He admired the scenery along the way, surprising many young demon cultivators. He merged with heaven and earth, becoming one with the mountains and rivers. Every step he took was rhythmic, as if an unchanging "Dao" flowed through him, an ineffable transcendence. Ye Fan stood outside the mountains, gazing into the distance, not moving for a long time. Even a bird mistook him for a piece of wood and landed on his shoulder.

The red sun was setting in the west, and the sound of a bell echoed. Many cultivators descended the mountain in succession, paying no mind to him when they saw him. After a while, the Wang family from the Northern Plains appeared. Each of these individuals possessed profound magical power; all were great experts. They spread out in a line, eight of them in total, ready to intercept and kill Li Tian here. Everyone stopped, astonished. The Wang family from the Northern Plains was indeed terrifying. Including the seven great experts who died in the barbarian tribe, a total of fifteen prominent figures had come to the Southern Mountain Range. How many great experts could one family dispatch? So many had arrived at once; it was truly illogical! "Some of them are disguised ancient creatures," an ancient demon and a human sect master, who had cultivated the Celestial Eye technique and seen through the secret, stated. The Wang family members were already impatient, wanting to deal with Li Tian quickly. However, they hadn't expected that bastard to be so enamored by the beautiful women that he couldn't move, and thus hadn't emerged, leaving them infuriated by the wait.

Suddenly, Wang Chengkun and the others were startled, feeling an undisguised killing intent. A young man with disheveled hair was walking step by step towards them from the front, merging with the pulse of heaven and earth, pressuring all of them. "Who are you, and what do you want?" a Wang family elder shouted. "The one who will kill you all!" Ye Fan's dark hair was not disheveled, but it obscured half of his face, and a layer of mist swirled around him. His voice at this moment was cold and merciless. "Which major force dares to act against my Wang family?" Wang Chengkun's expression was cold as he swept his gaze across the crowd, feeling that something was amiss. "No major force. I alone will kill all of you!" Ye Fan advanced step by step. "One person, kill all of us..." The Wang family members wanted to laugh but couldn't, only feeling a chill run down their spines. Everyone present was stunned. Who was this person, daring to block the Demon Emperor Hall alone and kill eight great experts from the Northern Plains Ancient Aristocratic Family? How much courage and strength would that require? "Where did this ignorant child come from, daring to spout such nonsense here!" Wang Chengkun's face was grim, and the elders beside him also sneered. They immediately made their move, intending to utterly humiliate him, slapping towards Ye Fan's face. Ye Fan let out a cold snort, extended his right arm, and a golden hand met the incoming slap, instantly shattering it. The elder cried out in agony, as if his heart and lungs were tearing apart. But the next moment, his scream cut short. The golden hand was too fast, tracing the trajectory of the Dao; there was no way to dodge it, and it slapped him across the face. Slap! His entire face instantly shattered, flying outwards like ceramic fragments. The golden hand, now a devastating palm, delivered an incredibly loud slap. The elder's face was twisted beyond recognition, his entire head cracked, and then his skull was violently ripped open with a bang, flying off. Thud! With a final, strangely soft sound, his head was crushed like a broken gourd, and he died on the spot.

Everyone present paled. This was a great expert, yet failing to humiliate someone, he was slapped to death by this young man—it was truly astonishing. In the distance, Qi Huoshui had been watching, and upon seeing this scene, her mouth formed a perfect "O." Beside her, the Southern Demon appeared, his eyes reflecting flowing mountains and sinking ancient moons, indicating even profounder cultivation. He stared without blinking. "Who are you?" Wang Chengkun was shocked. Such cultivation was terrifying; an elder had just been casually killed. "Who am I? You've always remembered me. Today I've returned, specifically to kill you here," Ye Fan said calmly. "It's... you..." Wang Chengkun's face instantly changed, and his body trembled.

The other members of the Northern Plains Wang family quickly moved to block the front, shielding Wang Chengkun behind them. Each of them stood as if facing a formidable enemy, for if their patriarch were killed, it would truly be a severe slap to the entire clan's face! "If I want to kill someone, it's useless even if you hide in the Divine Palace of the High Heavens." Ye Fan stepped forward, his black hair swirling. He alone forced seven great experts to retreat, a sight that left everyone stunned. "Who exactly is he?" Many people were asking this question, and the inhabitants of the area all felt their hair stand on end. "Could it really be him back?" Some people were shocked. "How is this possible? He's back again? How did he do it?!" Many retreated in shock. Ye Fan made his move, his body erupting with golden blood energy that engulfed the area. He declared, "Today, I'll first kill Wang Teng's father. Next time, I'll go to the Northern Plains and kill him directly." Overwhelming divine might erupted, as if an ancient demon god had resurrected and reappeared in the human world. Ye Fan unleashed a punch, holding nothing back, immediately using the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist. "Ah..." Although the two in the very front tried their best to counterattack, they simply could not withstand the punch force, which was like an ocean! A pair of golden fists, unstoppable, instantly pulverized the two men, sending blood, broken bones, and hair flying in all directions. "It's the Sacred Body! It really is him!" "He really came back! I've seen him; it's incredible!" Everyone was shocked. The Sacred Body, who had vanished for twelve years and left this world, had actually reappeared in the human realm. Ye Fan let out a roar like chaotic thunder descending from the nine heavens. The endless mountain range collapsed, and the great experts in front all coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, their bodies cracking, stumbling backward. Bang! Ye Fan extended a golden hand and instantly seized Wang Chengkun, lifting him upside down! This scene shocked everyone. They simply couldn't believe it; this was a great expert, and the Sacred Body was truly too powerful. "Let him go!" An elder, whose body sprouted scales, roared, "Do you know who we are, and where we come from?" "Just an ancient creature, aren't you? Get lost!" Ye Fan sneered dismissively and struck him down with his palm, instantly breaking the elder's bones and tearing his tendons.