Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 289 - 290 Chapter 295 Scarlet Dragon Taoist

290: Chapter 295 Scarlet Dragon Taoist 290: Chapter 295 Scarlet Dragon Taoist The purple mountain stood magnificently, like a pillar supporting the heavens, towering over the vast expanse of red earth, displaying its grand presence.

The old Daoist stood in the void, his back to the purple mountain, facing the distance.

“You should come out too,” he said.

“Or do you want me to send each one of you away?” His eyes were pale golden, his body like bronze—strong and powerful.

His ancient Daoist robe fluttered, lacking the demeanor of a celestial Daoist but instead resembling an immortal, unparalleled Demon King, instilling awe.

“CHII!” Two golden threads shot out from his eyes, forcing five figures out of the distant sky, all in dire straits.

It was evident the old Daoist didn’t intend to harm them; otherwise, they would have been in grave danger.

Among them were four elders.

These men were ancient, with most of their teeth missing.

They were gaunt, almost emaciated, their bald heads bearing only a few sparse strands of hair.

Ye Fan’s heart tightened.

He recognized these old men; he had seen them in the small world created by the ancient sages.

They were old subordinates of the Green Flood Dragon King, nearing the end of their lives, yet they had come here as well.

There was also a man in his thirties, tall and straight, with sword-like eyebrows that slanted upwards towards his temples and sharp eyes.

His face was like a chiseled blade, exuding a heroic spirit.

He was precisely Kong Teng, the first disciple of the Peacock King.

“May I ask who you are, Senior?” These old monsters, whose lives were nearing their end, held status and power comparable to the Grand Elders of the Sacred Lands.

Upon seeing the old Daoist, they became very anxious and uneasy.

The pressure emanating from the old Daoist was too immense.

He didn’t seem like a person, but rather like a bottomless pit that inspired fear.

He spoke calmly, “Everything from the past has long been forgotten.” “You all should leave.” The old Daoist said little more.

With a wave of his great sleeves, a gray mist surged, shrouding the sky.

Then, with a loud BOOM, everyone was swept away, disappearing over the horizon.

Among all the people present, only Kong Teng wasn’t swept away.

Instead, surrounded by Chaotic Light, he quickly rushed towards the distance on his own.

“Chaotic Divine Light…” The old Taoist was somewhat surprised, reaching out with a large hand towards the void.

“HUMMM!” The Heavenly Universe trembled.

Kong Teng, who had already rushed far away, was suddenly pulled back.

His face changed color, and he shouted, “Old Daoist, what is your intent?” Not only had he inherited the mystical arts of the Peacock King, but he also shared some of the same proud spirit.

He showed no fear; instead, he resisted.

“BOOM!” Kong Teng flipped his hand, and a blackish red-blood seal appeared, shooting out myriad auspicious lights as it struck towards the nearby old Taoist.

“Chaos Stone!” Ye Fan’s heart skipped a beat.

Wasn’t this the black stone from the Great Emperor’s bedroom?

Who would have thought it had fallen into the hands of the Peacock King’s disciple?

As soon as the blackish red-blood seal appeared, the pressure in the area suddenly increased, making it hard to breathe.

It quickly expanded, filling the sky, oppressively vast, and creating an inconceivable force field that imprisoned the void.

“BOOM!” Auspicious lights descended like the Milky Way pouring down from the Nine Heavens.

The pressure was immense, suffocatingly heavy; even powerful cultivators caught within would likely be pulverized.

However, the old Taoist was unaffected, remaining unafraid.

He murmured to himself, “This is a strand of Innate Killing Qi refined from the Chaos Stone.” “DING!” He lightly tapped it with his finger, and the blackish red-blood seal was immediately fixed in place, rapidly shrinking.

He reached out and grasped it, and it instantly appeared in his palm.

“BANG!” The black Stone Seal shattered, transforming into a swirl of Chaos Qi, twining around the old Taoist’s palm and fingers.

Suddenly, a long cry was heard.

From within the Chaos Qi, a strand of piercing killing intent emerged as a five-colored peacock appeared, emitting intense light and attempting to smash the hand restraining it.

“Little brother, is that you!” The old Taoist showed surprise, his palm and fingers shimmering with light as he immobilized the five-colored peacock.

“You are…

Brother Chiron.” The five-colored peacock was a divine scan of the Peacock King, residing in the Chaos Qi to aid his disciple when necessary.

In the distance, Ye Fan’s heart shook; this old Daoist was the sworn brother of the Peacock King.

He indeed had a significant background.

“It’s me.

I’ve returned to the world once more.

Unexpectedly, I encountered you soon after arriving in the northern region.” The old Taoist nodded, releasing the Chaos Qi and the five-colored peacock.

Beside him, Kong Teng was stunned.

Master’s elder brother?

What kind of person could that be?

“Brother Chiron, where did you go?

How did you suddenly disappear 1,500 years ago?

I thought you had fallen,” the Peacock King inquired.

Ye Fan was alarmed.

What kind of person could vanish for 1,500 years!

It is said that the Peacock King has been cultivating for over 2,000 years.

This old Daoist likely has nearly 3,000 years of Daoist Practice.

“It’s a long story.

I was trapped in the Holy Cliff and almost died there.

I was trapped for 1,500 years,” the old Taoist sighed.

“The Holy Cliff?

The legendary cliff stained black-red by the blood of a Great Success Sacred Body?” The five-colored peacock looked surprised.

“I did not find the blood of the Great Success Sacred Body, but I accidentally stumbled into array patterns inscribed by a Great Emperor and was nearly refined alive.” “HAHAHA…

I see Brother Chiron’s Power has deepened.

Surviving a great disaster means there must be good fortune afterward,” the black peacock laughed.

“After 1,500 years of meditation, I finally had some enlightenment.

I’m somewhat stronger than before,” the old Taoist smiled and nodded.

“I always thought that no one capable of silently killing us brothers has been born in this world yet.

How could Brother Chiron possibly fall?” The Peacock King laughed heartily.

“Brother, you have immense opportunities.

Judging from that strand of Innate Killing Qi you released when you were imprisoned, you’ve acquired a natural Chaos Treasure Seal.

Holding it, even the various Peacock Kings might worry.” “I just got it recently.

I plan to ambush the Flickering Light Sacred Master.

Join me, Brother; this time, I’m aiming to eliminate him!” Indeed, the Chaos Stone had been taken by the Peacock King.

What shattered just now was merely a strand of Chaos Essence Qi, not the Seal itself.

“Should we leave immediately?” The old Daoist wished to return to the stone village because the stone materials there made him anxious.

They might contain what he needed.

“Yes, we must leave immediately.” The Peacock King’s divine scan took the form of a graceful youth of sixteen or seventeen.

He said, “I summoned the demon clan cultivators here to lure the Flickering Light Sacred Master from this region, preparing to ambush him halfway.

I reckon he’s already received the news, so we should move quickly now.” “Alright, I’ll go with you.” After the Red Dragon Daoist finished speaking, he glanced around and gently shook his robe sleeves, revealing the figures of dozens of people, including Ye Fan.

Most were local little cultivators who had come over upon hearing the commotion.

Now, all were trembling.

There were very few in the world who dared to kill a Peacock King.

“You all better leave early; this isn’t something you can get involved in.” The Red Dragon Daoist glanced at the crowd indifferently.

“Brother Red Dragon, we haven’t seen each other for 1,500 years; let’s have a good talk on the way!” Light flashed, and the Red Dragon Daoist and Peacock King disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Kong Teng also departed swiftly.

“It turns out those who can confront a Peacock King are this terrifying, truly shocking…” Ye Fan muttered to himself.

Every time he saw someone of this level take action, he gained a new understanding.

The more he knew, the more he felt all the Peacock Kings were terrifying.

The big black dog appeared on the horizon, transforming into a streak of black light as it raced over, cursing, “Let’s hurry and leave!

People as ruthless as these make this Emperor sense tremendous danger.” They quickly returned to the stone village.

By then, Wang Shu and the others had also returned.

Time was tight.

To leave quickly, Ye Fan negotiated with the group and put them into the pure jade bottle.

Subsequently, he summoned the cauldron.

Standing in the sky, he directed it to collect every stone in sight.

The cauldron rumbled as it even pulled up the foundations of buildings.

The stones the Red Dragon Daoist fancied were undoubtedly extraordinary.

If not for the old Daoist, who knows how many years it might have taken to realize the secrets of these Stone Tools.

Including the stone grinder, stone pestle, foundation stones, and a heap of other stone materials, all entered the cauldron, leaving the area significantly bare.

Meanwhile, the Black Emperor also finished carving the Dao Glyphs.

They then directly traversed the void, leaving this place far behind.

「Half a month later」 Ye Fan appeared in Quzhou, found Tu Fei, and asked him to help settle these people.

As soon as they met, Tu Fei excitedly rushed over, saying, “Where’s that furnace?

Take it out and let me see!” Since learning that the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, Flickering Light Saint Heir, and Yao Xi were suppressed, he had been dying to find Ye Fan and see for himself.

Ye Fan, feeling helplessly pestered, took out the Fire Furnace for him to examine closely.

“HAHAHA…” Tu Fei laughed, holding it in his hands.

He shook it repeatedly, then transmitted his voice into the furnace, “Flickering Light Saint Heir, Yao Xi, are you alright?

I truly miss you.” “BANG!” The Fire God Furnace trembled violently, a bulge instantly forming on its surface, making Tu Fei’s ears buzz.

“Can this broken furnace really seal them?” He smacked it hard, shaking the people inside as well.

Ye Fan took it back and said, “Suppressing them for a year or so is no problem.

Hurry up and find me a place.

I need to settle the people from the stone village.” Ultimately, Tu Fei led him to a place called Haizhou, a vast oasis spanning thousands of miles, which was his grandfather’s domain.

Settling dozens of families here was hardly an issue; they could easily find a place with scenic mountains and clear waters, an environment much better than the original stone village.

“I say, you don’t have to move stones when relocating, do you?” Tu Fei was dumbfounded.

A heap of stones, looking like a small mountain, appeared utterly ordinary, without any special traits.

The people from the stone village were very satisfied with this picturesque area.

Since they had pre-purchased a large amount of supplies, they lacked nothing except the homes they now needed to build.

The villagers were enthusiastic and full of energy as they started building their new homes.

Ye Fan directly entered closed-door training.

Ten thousand jin of Source was enough for him to reach the Third Layer Heaven of the Dao Palace.

For a full month, he was immersed in a state of ethereality, his physique undergoing wondrous changes.

The “West Emperor Scripture” was incredibly miraculous.

Ye Fan silently executed its methods, sensing all kinds of marvels.

During this month, he heard the chanting of “Past Me.” Inside the Dao Palace, it seemed there were Zen Chanting sounds and ancient sacrificial tones from Ancient Times, breaking through time and space, drifting in.

Though living in the present, there was an “I” living in the past.

Some believed it was “Past Me” chanting for this current life.

Of course, many didn’t agree with this view; top-tier figures believed it was “Dao Me,” one’s Dao nature capturing traces of the Dao, stirring the world’s Great Dao.

Whether called “Past Me” or “Dao Me,” for this entire month, it was stirring the heavens and earth, nourishing the life master, ensuring the immortality of this life’s “Me.” Throughout this month, within Ye Fan’s Dao Palace, five streams of energy coiled and flew like dragons.

He listened to the rhythmic hum of the Great Dao, his physique shining, continually transforming.

After the thirtieth day, the nine secret arts described in the “West Emperor Scripture” ceased operating.

Then, enormous Qi from the heavens rushed down madly, completely flooding Ye Fan’s seclusion place.

This lasted for three whole days.

Then, with a loud BOOM, rocks shattered and flew through the air as Ye Fan rose to his full height, two dragon-shaped Divine Radiances shooting from his eyes.

His black hair flowed loosely as he stood tall, his body brimming with immense power.

He felt as if a single punch could destroy a dragon; he possessed inexhaustible strength!