Chapter 947: Da Xia Dragon Sparrow

Chapter 258: The Great Xia Dragonfinch

A group of people rushed into the hall, positioning themselves in different spots to surround Ye Fan. They were all clad in iron armor, which gleamed with a cold, eerie metallic luster. Each held various sharp weapons, emanating divine radiance.

In this era, if anyone saw such attire, they would surely be astonished. It all seemed too primitive, completely out of place in modern times.

Ye Fan did not get up; he remained seated, calmly observing them. Although the armor on these people gleamed brightly, it bore faint traces of age, having endured many eras.

In ancient times, the great primeval demons who roamed the heavens and earth, capable of seizing stars and plucking moons, had either perished or left this world. Yet, they had left behind many ancient weapons for their descendants—a truly astonishing treasure.

"You almost killed Little Pine; are you trying to attack me now too?" Ye Fan asked calmly.

"Have you forgotten where this is? Not just anyone can trespass and run wild in Jiujiang!" the elder at the Divine Bridge Realm said coldly, holding the divine cone that glowed with an eerie light.

He gently waved his hand, and over a dozen armored individuals simultaneously activated their weapons. Waves of energy erupted from the ancient weapons, unleashing sword qi that surged towards Ye Fan.

They had set up a magic array. These ancient weapons were magical artifacts, not particularly world-shaking on their own. However, when combined, they had incredible utility and could slay extremely powerful opponents.

The strongest among them was the elder at the Dao Palace Secret Realm. They naturally could not have created such a magic array; all of it was left behind by their ancestors.

The sword qi was sharp, tearing through the void. It interwove into a dazzling magic array, trapping Ye Fan within. The clanging sword gleams struck, but he shattered them with a flick of his finger.

"What kind of magical artifact do you possess?" The elder at the Divine Bridge Realm was astonished and instinctively retreated. In this era, he couldn't believe anyone could shatter such a powerful magic array with just one finger.

With a flick of his finger, Ye Fan's golden vital energy transformed into a golden divine light. It was as if he held an ancient divine artifact, inadvertently misleading them. To these people, it was almost impossible for such a powerful cultivator to exist in the current era, or even if they did, they wouldn't come to their family.

"Truly worthy of an ancient lineage, such a temper. Do you wish to slay me as well?" Ye Fan raised a hand and beckoned the young man, who was pinned to the wall, towards him.

"Fellow Daoist... let's talk this over. We had a misunderstanding earlier; I am willing to compensate!" A moment ago, he had been arrogant and unconcerned, thinking that within his own clan, the opponent couldn't stir up any trouble. Now, however, he was terrified.

"Little Pine kindly saved you, yet you tried to kill it. Are you utterly heartless?" Ye Fan slapped him down, causing bones throughout his body to snap loudly, instantly breaking dozens of them.

Of course, he hadn't used his full strength. Otherwise, a single strike from the Human Saint Body would turn not just him, but even a sect leader, into a pulp.

"Ah..." The strangely handsome young man screamed in pain, rolling around on the ground.

Ye Fan felt a slight surprise. This person had a trace of purple blood in his body, and his demonic aura was very strong. Although not very old, he was already at the Life Spring Realm, which was considered extraordinary on Earth.

It was no wonder the clan protected him so fiercely. They had bestowed a sect-master level divine cone upon him for protection. Such talent was rare in this era and worth the effort to cultivate.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop! Everything can be discussed!" The elder at the Dao Palace Secret Realm stepped forward, a trace of worry on his face. He still hadn't clearly seen what the golden magical artifact in Ye Fan's palm was.

Just now, they had set up a magic array, trapping Ye Fan in the center, thinking they could kill him. They never expected it to be completely useless, and that Ye Fan had even pulled the young man into the array from a distance.

"Is there anything more to say? Jiujiang is your clan's territory, and not just anyone can run wild here. I've offended you thoroughly." Ye Fan sneered.

He showed no mercy. With one finger, the young man's Sea of Wheels was instantly cleansed. With another finger, his Sendai crumbled, making further cultivation impossible.

With two fingers, Ye Fan crippled all of his cultivation, severing his ties with the cultivation world for this life. After a moment's thought, he swept his hand, extracting the purple demonic blood from the young man's body and instantly refining it away.

"You... you're going too far!" The elder at the Divine Bridge Realm was enraged. A promising talent within the clan had been crippled on the spot. This wasn't just a slap in his face as a grandfather, but a humiliation for the entire clan.

"I'm going too far? You nearly killed Little Pine, and I came seeking an explanation, yet you also tried to slay me. Truly, you act as if you're above all under heaven." Ye Fan threw the young man back.

"Grandfather, kill him for me! My life is ruined! I want him ground to dust!" The strangely handsome young man shrieked, his eyes filled with venomous hatred as he cursed.

Seeing this, Ye Fan let out a faint laugh. He raised a finger and pointed, and with a soft *pffft*, a golden light pierced through the young man's forehead. A trickle of blood oozed out, and his distorted expression froze completely.

"I stripped you of your cultivation to prevent you from harming the world. I originally intended to spare your life, but you showed no remorse. With such a disposition, I cannot let you live."

Everyone in the hall changed color. At this moment, they all retreated. Especially the elder at the Dao Palace Secret Realm, who felt that something terrible was happening. "How is this young man so much like the legendary Great Cultivators?"

"No matter who you are, you will die today! You won't leave Jiujiang! For so many years, no one has dared to challenge my Dragonfinch lineage!" The elder at the Divine Bridge Realm roared.

The person who died was his grandson, whom he had spoiled since childhood. This outcome was unacceptable to him. The group retreated from the hall, and he issued a chilling command.

Ye Fan didn't want to waste words. With a gentle swipe through the air, before the elder could even finish his command, his spirit was extracted and instantly burned to ashes. His perfectly intact body fell to the ground with a thud.

Everyone gasped, utterly dumbfounded. At this moment, they finally understood that they had most likely kicked a steel plate; they might have provoked a living ancestor.

"Which ignorant youngster dares to come to my clan and run wild?" An old woman appeared, leaning on a Dragonfinch staff. Her hair was snow-white, each strand sparkling brightly. Her complexion was fair with a rosy glow, and no one knew how old she was.

"Old Ancestor!"

A group of people rushed forward to greet her. Especially the elder at the Dao Palace Secret Realm, who quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Aunt Ancestor, this is bad. This person might possess ancient divine abilities."

Ye Fan remained seated in the hall; he did not go out. Upon seeing the old woman, his heart stirred slightly. Her cultivation was at the third secret realm—Four Extremities. He was truly surprised; could someone still cultivate to such a level in this era?

"My Dragonfinch clan, from ancient times to today, has stood unyielding. No one has dared to come to Jiujiang and disrespect us. Today, no matter which deity you are, since you have come, don't even think of leaving!"

The old woman waved her staff. Auspicious energy immediately surged within the hall, and a bone-chilling light emanated. An extremely powerful magic array appeared, intending to refine Ye Fan.

The layout of this hall was very meticulous. Ye Fan had noticed it as soon as he entered. The floor was paved with demon blood stones, inscribed with the marks of ages. This was an ancient magic array that had been artificially transplanted as a whole, and the house was built upon this foundation. Even cultivators at the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm who mistakenly entered would be refined.

When the Dragonfinch clan led him into this hall, they were already planning against him. If hostilities broke out and they couldn't defeat him, they would definitely use the ancient array to refine him to death at the last moment.

Unfortunately, they encountered a Human Saint Body who had returned from the Big Dipper. They had no idea of the terrifying power of his cultivation and the horror of his physical body. Let alone such a killing array, even more powerful ones would be useless.

Blazing flames burned, and radiant light danced. Dragonfinches cried out, reborn from fire, engulfing Ye Fan. Little Pine was terrified, gripping Ye Fan's clothes tightly.

Ye Fan, enveloped in divine light, didn't take it seriously at all. He paced around the hall, tapping here and there, assessing the age of the ancient array. This left the people on the lawn dumbfounded.

"He's... a Great Cultivator!" Someone swallowed hard.

"What era is this? How could... there still be such powerful people? Haven't they all turned to ashes or left?" They were utterly shocked.

"It's over! This is truly a catastrophe. We've provoked such an ancestor! He must be someone who lived through the ancient times!" Everyone's face turned pale.

With a flick of his finger, Ye Fan completely dismantled the magic array. He calmly walked out, his body untouched by dust. This made everyone tremble uncontrollably.

Everyone shivered. Such a powerful figure, to cultivators of this era, could almost be called a god. There were only a handful like him in the entire world.

As Ye Fan stepped forward, these people continuously retreated. Now, nothing they said mattered; their level of cultivation was utterly insignificant compared to the person before them.

"Isn't your clan a bit too arrogant? Do you still intend to treat Jiujiang as your territory in this day and age? How will the people of Jiujiang feel about this?"

Ye Fan waved his hand, and a clear light descended. It instantly stripped the old woman of all her cultivation. Her face immediately lost all color.

"Without distinguishing right from wrong, you immediately tried to refine me to death. Cast aside all your magic power. It's better for you to live as a mortal."

This was the most powerful ancestor within their clan. Yet, with a mere raise of a hand, she had her cultivation stripped and was reduced to a mortal body. Everyone was terrified and extremely fearful, not daring to even breathe loudly.

The elder at the Dao Palace Secret Realm trembled slightly. He bowed forward and said, "Please forgive us, Senior, pardon our ignorance."

Ye Fan glanced at him. This was the very person who had initially declared that Jiujiang was not a place just anyone could trespass, saying that Ye Fan didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth and wouldn't be able to leave this place.

"Considering your quick discernment, I will cut a hundred years off your cultivation."

A flash of light passed. The elder's body swayed, and he nearly fell to the ground. His expression drastically changed; with a hundred years of cultivation severed, what could possibly be left?

"I did not intend to go on a killing spree today," Ye Fan said. "If you had handed over the culprit earlier, and reasoned with me properly, none of this would have happened."

These people trembled with fear, not daring to utter a sound. Such an existence could easily dominate the world, with few capable of standing against him.

Ye Fan didn't want to go too far. He didn't make things difficult for anyone else. He pressed his fingers together like a knife, slicing open the lawn, revealing an underground palace below.

The purple energy from Mount Lu surged, flowing into the underground palace. In the center was an ancient array platform, inscribed with numerous patterns and lines. It could transform the essence of the earth's ley lines into a misty vapor, concentrating it within a ten-zhang radius.

"No wonder there are cultivators at the Four Extremities Secret Realm..." Ye Fan nodded; the secret lay here. This ancient array platform could convert the essence of heaven and earth, allowing the clan to cultivate year-round.

Ye Fan now fully understood the clan's identity. Their ancestor was a Dragonfinch, and the clan was founded during the Great Xia era. The people of this clan had demon god blood flowing within them.

"Great Xia Dragonfinch..." He felt a bit strange, recalling the legendary Great Xia Dragonfinch Blade. Could it be related to this clan?

Furthermore, upon careful inquiry, he learned that this clan was only one of four branches; it was not the main lineage of the Dragonfinch clan. As for the true whereabouts of the legitimate Great Xia Dragonfinch Demon God lineage, they did not know.

"What realm was the Dragonfinch Demon God's cultivation at?" Ye Fan asked about their ancestor's cultivation.

"Even in ancient times, he was already a Great Saint," the crippled old woman replied.

So powerful, this surprised Ye Fan. He thought that a main lineage established by a Demon Race Great Saint must be extraordinary. It was worth him seeking out and visiting.

"Where did he eventually go?" Ye Fan asked.

"Back then, our ancestor fought a battle with Ge Hong..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan was truly startled. Ge Hong was one of the most astonishing figures in Taoist history. He was a Taoist leader during the Eastern Jin Dynasty and authored the book "Baopuzi."

The "Baopuzi," which fell into the hands of mortals, mentioned the Nine Secrets such as "Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe..." It told the world that by silently chanting these nine characters often, one could ward off all evil.

Happy Valentine's Day, wishing all lovers in the world a happy ending.