Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 366 - 367 Chapter 372 Immortal Tomb

367: Chapter 372: Immortal Tomb 367: Chapter 372: Immortal Tomb “We are never arrogant.

It’s just that someone always crashes into our feet, or offers their faces for us to hit.

Some people even rush towards us with hundreds of thousands of pounds of Source,” Li Heishui laughed brightly.

The Grand Elder of the Illusion Destruction Palace’s face immediately darkened.

This was like pointing at a monk and calling him bald—a direct jab at his sore spot.

Last time, he had jumped into the pit himself and lost everything.

He still felt like vomiting blood even now.

“You arrogant brat!

Beware of a disastrous defeat later, ending up dead before the strange black stones,” Li Yishui said ominously.

“With Senior Li here, I don’t think I will lose.

This has become a pattern now; every time it’s the same.

HAHA…” Li Heishui laughed heartily.

“Senior Li, with your esteemed status, why bother stooping to the level of ignorant children?

Rest assured, they’ll taste their own bitter fruit soon enough,” a young man from one of the ancient families of Source Technique sneered.

Li Heishui mocked, “Is there a place for you to speak?

We’re competing in Source Technique against people of your grandfather’s generation.

As for you…

go cool off somewhere.” “You…” The young man’s face turned red, and his neck swelled with anger.

“Too arrogant!

Just wait to see you fall hard from the clouds soon!” Wu Ziming, standing behind Li Yishui, said through gritted teeth.

He and Li Chongtian were definitely bitter sufferers as well.

They had lost tens of thousands of pounds of Source each time, along with significant face.

“Am I wrong?

We are competing against his grandfather.

What business does a junior like him have meddling?

He has no right to act superior in front of us.

If he wants to be high and mighty, let him study Source Technique for another twenty years.” “Fine, fine, fine!” The young disciples of the ancient families of Source Technique stormed off in a rage, knowing that sticking around would only bring more humiliation.

The Source Technique duel hadn’t even started, yet the air was already thick with tension.

If they could attack, it would definitely end in a fight to the death.

Nearby, a group of old men squinted at the scene.

Today’s dragon-versus-tiger battle was inevitable.

Both sides were confident and confrontational, likely to cut out something world-shaking.

Among them were super-old antiques nearing the end of their lifespans, Grand Elders from the Sacred Lands, and a demon clan Overlord, all of them incredibly influential.

On the other side, Saint Son Level figures among the younger generation of the Eastern Wastelands—including a young Daoist from the Dao Yi Sacred Land, Jin Chixiao, the Yaochi Saintess, Xu Heng, and Yaoyuekong—were all observing.

A Grandmaster Level Source Technique duel was a rare sight, occurring perhaps once in a century, not to mention the astonishing wager of one and a half million pounds of Source—a sum unmatched for thousands of years.

An old man from one of the ancient families of Source Technique, with a kind and benevolent look, spoke up, “Young friend, shall we begin?” Ye Fan was instantly alert, sensing a hint of danger.

He turned to Li Heishui and said, “You can follow me, but don’t get too close.” “Does this old fellow really dare to kill someone in public?” Li Heishui was shocked.

“You don’t need to worry.

Just watch from the side,” Ye Fan cautioned.

The Blood Tear Jade Bamboo was pure, flawless, sparkling, and translucent.

It rustled gently in the breeze, its jade leaves turning, resembling falling blood tears.

The bamboo forest was dense, blocking out the sun, yet it wasn’t dark here; rather, it was bright and glistening.

Ye Fan stepped forward.

Calmly facing the four elders without sparing the young ones a glance, he said, “I wonder which senior would like to spar with me in Source Technique?” “Let this old man do it.” It was the elderly man who had spoken earlier.

He was from the Nangong Family and had been revered as a Source Technique Master for nearly ten years.

His name was Nangong Qi.

After learning his identity, Ye Fan calmly asked, “Senior Nangong, what rules shall we set?” “If you win, besides the wager of one and a half million pounds of Source, you also get the rare treasures cut by the opponent,” Nangong Qi smiled as he spoke.

“Good, that suits me well!” Ye Fan nodded.

“I haven’t finished,” the old man shook his head.

“Oh, does Senior have more to say?” Ye Fan inquired.

“One and a half million pounds of Source is no small sum.

Betting on a single strange black stone is too hasty and fails to showcase the excitement of a Source Technique duel.

I propose each person choose three strange black stones.

What do you think?” “Fine, I agree!” Ye Fan nodded.

Even the best can falter sometimes, he thought.

This seemed a safer way for both sides to demonstrate their true skills.

“Then, let’s choose our strange black stones.” With that, Nangong Qi took the lead and walked into the bamboo grove.

The Heavenly Stone Garden was bustling with noise.

Elderly figures and elite Saint Son Level followers all trailed them to see how they would choose their strange black stones.

Ye Fan strolled slowly, moving through the Blood Tear Jade Bamboo, observing the strange black stones.

He was not in a hurry to act, as he needed an overall survey first.

In the Heavenly Stone Garden, Heavenly Price Rare Stones were numerous.

Each was extraordinary and shocking in its own right, and their prices alone could deter people.

In a sparse, sunny spot among the Jade Bamboo, Ye Fan saw a Heavenly Price Rare Stone, valued at 120,000 pounds of Pure Source.

This strange black stone was particularly special.

It was spherical and naturally round, with a diameter of about one and a half meters, and felt somewhat smooth to the touch.

“This must be artificially polished!” Li Heishui asserted, as this strange black stone was too regular.

“Young friend, you guessed wrong; this strange black stone is naturally like this.

If you don’t believe it, observe carefully.” “Currently, it resembles the sun.

Fine threads of enormous Qi circulate within it after daily sunlight exposure.

Some speculate it contains a Stone Embryo.” “Back then, many wanted to cut it open.

If it weren’t for a Source Technique Master vetoing it, the Flickering Light Sacred Land would have tried themselves.” Ye Fan judged that this strange black stone was naturally formed, not artificially polished.

This strange black stone was named ‘Devil Fetus.’ There were speculations suggesting it might contain a Holy Spirit inside, more precious than the Dao Yi Sacred Land’s Nine Orifices Stone Man.

The group of old men didn’t comment much, as a Source Technique Master had vetoed it, and Flickering Light had already considered lowering the price for this strange black stone.

Ye Fan made no conclusion.

He stood there for a long time before leaving to continue observing strange black stones.

Suddenly, he felt a dazzling sensation as a strange black stone ahead caught the purple gleam in his eyes.

He strode forward, approaching it.

The purple gleam from his eyes pierced deep into the stone, as he tried to see through it thoroughly.

However, just then, this strange black stone suddenly shattered.

A red dragon burst forth, its dazzling radiance lunging toward Ye Fan’s chest, trying to pierce through.

This unexpected development stunned everyone.

They didn’t know what was happening.

Only Ye Fan was aware that the kindly-looking Nangong Qi had set a trap for him.

This strange black stone had been tampered with.

It contained an Exotic Source named ‘Fire Red’ inside, which the other party had transformed into Dragon Qi using a mysterious Source Technique, making it easily mistaken for Divine Source.

If touched, it would inevitably shatter, and the endless enormous Qi would transform into a life-taking blade!

That a Source Technique duel could also be deadly was now clearly demonstrated, fraught with danger.

Ye Fan quickly retreated, avoiding the red dragon’s onslaught.

WHOOSH!

A golden light shot forth.

The divine gold little spirit in mid-air opened its mouth for a swift breath, and the enormous Qi of the Fire Red Source transformed into a Divine Light that was swallowed.

It left the spirit satisfied, smacking its lips, its big eyes fluttering, sparkling brightly.

“Little thing, you’ve done a great job!” Li Heishui laughed.

The divine gold little spirit was not pleased.

It bared its teeth and claws at both him and Ye Fan before flying off in a huff, landing on the shoulder of the little nun in white.

Beside them, Ji Ziyue chuckled.

She brought out a Divine Source Bean, waving it enticingly.

This caused the Divine Silkworm to shamelessly scurry over.

The little nun in white pouted, displeased.

She gently called out, but the Divine Silkworm feigned ignorance for the sake of the Divine Source Bean.

“Yilin, don’t be upset.

This little rascal is so playful, you simply can’t watch over it.

How about we manage it together?” Ji Ziyue smiled sweetly, her dimples showing.

“Little Good-for-nothing, you’re too easily tempted!” the loli-like little nun in white said with discontent.

The two girls huddled together.

Both had rosy lips, white teeth, and bright, large eyes.

One pouted in grievance while the other, witty and smart, laughed non-stop.

They complemented each other amusingly and were quite captivating.

“What exactly happened?” People from the Flickering Light Stone Workshop came forward.

A strange black stone worth thirty thousand pounds of Source had shattered, which was their loss.

“Someone’s Source Technique isn’t skilled enough and broke the strange black stone material.

Just make him compensate for it,” a young man from one of the ancient families of Source Technique said, looking towards Ye Fan with a mocking expression.

“Damn it, it’s obvious you harbored malicious intent, trying to kill someone!

So despicable and shameless!” Li Heishui cursed.

Another young man from the Source Technique ancient families sneered, “Are you a rookie?

Is this your first day in the Source Technique trade?

Whoever’s hand it shatters in must compensate!” “Fine, I’ll pay!” Ye Fan stopped Li Heishui.

He glanced at Nangong Qi.

The old man still appeared very kind, but he had immediately given Ye Fan a harsh welcome.

Had Ye Fan reacted a bit slower, he would have died.

Several young men from the Source Technique ancient families all sneered, their mocking expressions undisguised.

This was the first lesson for their opponent.

At this moment, everyone knew that Ye Fan had suffered a hidden loss.

They hadn’t realized the Source Technique confrontation was so perilous.

Even when selecting strange black stones, if one was not cautious, they might be taken advantage of and killed on the spot.

“Ignorant juniors.

When encountering a true Grandmaster, the difference is immediately clear.

The Realms are vastly different,” the Grand Elder from the Illusion Destruction Palace, Li Yishui, sneered repeatedly.

“This old coot…” Li Heishui frowned, glaring hard in that direction.

Ye Fan held him back, not letting him say more.

He casually walked a few steps, then lightly stomped his foot on the ground.

BOOM!

Not far away, screams were heard.

Two young disciples from the Source Technique ancient families spat blood amidst a dazzling light and were sent flying.

Beside them, a strange black stone had smashed, and the Rare Source Essence Qi from inside struck them.

“Earth Vein Dragon Transformation Technique!” Light flashed in Nangong Qi’s eyes as he stared at Ye Fan.

It was Ye Fan who had intentionally acted, using Source Technique to transform the Exotic Source within that strange black stone into Dragon Qi, thus returning the favor.

“These are just minor tricks.

I also have the Killing Technique.

If you want to play, I’ll play along to the very end!” Ye Fan calmly responded.

Everyone was surprised.

The Yaochi Saintess, An Miaoyi, Yaoyuekong, Jin Chixiao, Jiang Yifei, and others couldn’t help but look over.

Even the elder figures showed surprise, silently observing everything.

“We’ll see who wins or loses when cutting the strange black stones,” Nangong Qi said, then turned and left.

Ye Fan walked deep into the bamboo forest.

The Jade Bamboo shone with a pure white light.

He locked his gaze on an extremely peculiar strange black stone, finding himself unable to move.

“This strange black stone is worth two hundred fifty thousand pounds of Pure Source!” Li Heishui exclaimed, his face etched with disbelief.

This strange black stone could be said to be absurdly expensive; it was the most expensive strange black stone he had ever seen, truly a Heavenly Price Rare Stone.

“Immortal Tomb?!” Ye Fan was surprised too.

This strange black stone was named the Immortal Tomb, a very strange name, but it matched its shape.

This strange black stone stood over two meters tall.

It resembled an Ancient Tomb, with a base diameter of three meters, and was filled with the marks of time.

It looked less like a strange black stone and more like an antique.

“This strange black stone really resembles an Ancient Tomb.

If it were thrown in a Tombyard, it would be almost indistinguishable,” Li Heishui said, very amazed.

“You two young sirs should take a good look.

This strange black stone, if not the oldest in the Flickering Light Stone Workshop, is certainly close to it.

It’s definitely a treasure of the garden, very unique,” an old, weathered man nearby introduced, his eyes fervent, urging Ye Fan to cut it open.

“This strange black stone has great significance.

You see, there seem to be inscriptions on the front.

Years ago, I almost joined forces with others to purchase it, but ultimately, I didn’t dare to act.” Another old man spoke, pointing at the other side of the ‘Immortal Tomb,’ wanting Ye Fan to fulfill his longtime wish and find out what this strange black stone truly was.

Ye Fan stepped forward to observe closely and was greatly surprised.

On the front of the Immortal Tomb, there were indeed some marks resembling carvings or naturally left traces.

This is too peculiar!

Could it really be a naturally formed Ancient Tomb?

It resembles heavenly Dao Glyphs…

Li Heishui gasped, wide-eyed.

Clearly, the Immortal Tomb was very famous.

When Ye Fan stopped here, many old men gathered around, all finding it difficult to remain calm.

“In the past, Heavenly Source Masters specifically sought such strange black stones.

One once said that there are naturally formed Ancient Tombs in the world, containing priceless Immortal Treasures.” “Indeed.

This strange black stone is named as such precisely because it closely resembles what the Heavenly Source Master described.

That’s why it’s called the Immortal Tomb.” “Young brother Gu, I strongly suggest that this strange black stone is absolutely extraordinary.

It’s highly possible that it truly is an Immortal Tomb sealed by the heavens.” …

This group of old men was even more invested than Ye Fan.

In just a moment, they revealed everything they knew about this strange black stone, even bringing up the Heavenly Source Master from ten thousand years ago.

Ye Fan activated his Source Heaven Divine Sense.

Purple light flashed in his eyes as he peered through this strange black stone.

Then, he circled it several times, pondering carefully, his brow furrowed.

“What did you see?

Could it really be sealed with an Immortal Corpse?

If so, not just the Eastern Wastelands, but the Central States, Western Desert, Southern Mountains, and Northern Plains would all be thrown into an uproar,” Li Heishui secretly transmitted.

Ye Fan shook his head and said, “Although my Source Heaven Divine Sense has achieved initial success, it’s not the Heavenly Eye.

It’s difficult to determine what’s truly inside.” Nearby, an old man also reminded, “Young man, you must be cautious.

If it were truly a naturally formed Ancient Tomb, Flickering Light wouldn’t display it here.” Immediately, someone retorted, “Every strange black stone is filled with uncertainty!

I think this Immortal Stone is worth a gamble.” “How many people have come and gone over the years?

Even former Source Technique Masters have examined it, but didn’t they all ultimately give up?” Ye Fan hadn’t yet expressed his stance, but the group of old men had already begun arguing amongst themselves.

He squatted down, using his hand to feel the marks on the Immortal Tomb, trying to determine if they were naturally formed script.

Someone said, “Some old-timers who came here said these scratches resemble pre-Ancient texts.

Others claimed they were indistinct Dao Glyphs formed by heaven and earth.” Purple light shot from Ye Fan’s eyes again as he stared unblinkingly at the ancient marks.

Then, he infused the purple light deep into the stone, probing its depths.

“Brother Gu Feng, your Source Technique is truly excellent!

That Divine Radiance from your eyes, like lightning, is astonishing!” “It’s been over a month since we last met, and Brother Gu’s Source Technique has advanced again.” The Prince of Great Xia, Yaoyuekong, and others arrived nearby, speaking one after another.

Ye Fan raised his head slightly.

Purple light flickered in his eyes as he discovered many Saint Son Level figures nearby, including An Miaoyi and several Sacred Ladies.

He mentally chided himself.

Li Heishui tapped him and said with a mischievous grin, “Focus!”