Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 394 - 395 Chapter 400 Ye Fan and the Sacred Lands

395: Chapter 400: Ye Fan and the Sacred Lands 395: Chapter 400: Ye Fan and the Sacred Lands The grand hall fell silent.

Killing Ye Fan was tantamount to killing Jiang Taixu.

Who would dare to kill the peerless divine king now?

Thirteen Saint Master Level figures, three peerless old monsters, and a king of Central States had all been slain by him alone.

This shocked the world overnight.

Who dared to stand out now?

Why had it happened this way?

When had Ye Fan saved the divine king’s life?

This was a question that left many people puzzled and confused.

For the past few days, all the cultivators in the city had been searching for Ye Fan’s whereabouts.

Yet, the result was this relationship he now had with the incredibly powerful divine king.

How exactly had this been achieved?

“Could it be a mistake?

How could he possibly have saved the divine king’s life…” someone murmured softly.

Jiang Yun said, “Many great enemies invaded, and the Divine King Ancestor was in mortal danger.

Ye Fan resurrected the ancestor with the True Dragon Divine Medicine, allowing him to be reborn in the Dragon Transformation Pool.” “True Dragon Divine Medicine…” Upon hearing these words, many people couldn’t help but gasp, inexplicably shocked.

This was the legendary Ancient Divine Medicine, and Ye Fan actually possessed such a thing?!

People quickly recalled his identity: not only did he possess the sacred body, but he was also a Source Technique prodigy who had inherited the Heavenly Source Master’s legacy, having once cut out divine medicine seeds.

Nevertheless, people were still incredulous.

The Undying Divine Medicine!

Even the Sacred Lands didn’t possess it, yet Ye Fan had obtained two kinds, one after another—it was utterly heaven-defying.

If they could control him, what would it mean for a Sacred Land?

Great benefits!

Perhaps even nurturing a Great Emperor if an Undying Divine Medicine could be successfully cultivated!

Many knew that Ye Fan possessed the Origin Qi, but only now, after learning all this, did they realize that the value of the sacred body was even greater than they had imagined.

The various Sacred Lands and major powers had hunted him for so long but had gained nothing.

Now, seeing Ye Fan protected by the peerless divine king, many felt extremely resentful.

At the same time, a thought arose within numerous major powers: Perhaps wooing the sacred body would yield even greater benefits.

Ouyang Ye, his form dry and shriveled, infinitely close to the Source Earth Master realm, though already in his declining years, greatly desired the Heavenly Source Book.

He said, “This old man requests the divine king to preside over justice.” “What matter do you have?” Jiang Taixu remained unmoving, his gaze sweeping downward.

Ouyang Ye replied, “The sacred body bullied a descendant of my noble family of Source Technique.

Yet, he saved the divine king’s life, so this old man dares not blame him for anything.

However, I wish to request the return of my noble family of Source Technique’s ‘Heavenly Source Book’.” Ye Fan, standing among the crowd, glanced at him disdainfully and said, “You tried to kill me in the Source Technique duel, but your skills were inferior.

Now you accuse me of bullying?

What kind of reasoning is that?” “This old man does not wish to get entangled in these grudges.

I only wish to retrieve the supreme book of my noble family of Source Technique,” Ouyang Ye stated.

Ye Fan calmly asked, “When did the ‘Heavenly Source Book’ become your noble family of Source Technique’s ancient scriptures?

It is clearly the Divine Scripture left by the Heavenly Source Master.

Don’t you feel ashamed saying such things?” “Source Technique has been one family since ancient times.

The ‘Heavenly Source Book’ belongs to the Source Technique Realm, not to cultivators like you.

Therefore, this old man requests its return,” Ouyang Ye contested.

Ye Fan glanced at him and said, “According to your logic, cultivation methods have always been one family.

Does that mean I can demand ancient scriptures from the various Sacred Lands?

Furthermore, this book was lent to me by the descendants of the Heavenly Source Master.

What does it have to do with you!” “The descendants of the Heavenly Source Master lent it to you…

How can that be?

You must have forcibly taken it!” a young disciple of the noble family of Source Technique couldn’t help but shout.

“HUMPH!” The divine king snorted coldly.

The disciple’s face immediately turned pale, and he hastily closed his mouth, daring not to speak recklessly again.

The divine king said, “Regarding the origins of the ‘Heavenly Source Book,’ I am well aware.

Your noble family of Source Technique has no valid reason to contest it,” then ignored them.

Ouyang Ye opened his mouth but ultimately dared not utter another word, terrorized by the divine king’s might.

All the Sacred Lands remained silent; no one brought up their grudges with Ye Fan.

They certainly would not, like the noble family of Source Technique, court disaster at such a juncture.

The divine king suddenly spoke, looking towards the Ji Family Sacred Master, “I have heard that Ye Fan has a grudge with the Ji Family.

I am willing to mediate.

Is there room for negotiation?” The Ji Family Sacred Master replied, neither humbly nor arrogantly, “Divine King, your insight is keen.

There are indeed some entanglements.

He learned the unrevealed secrets of the Empty Void Ancient Scripture, though some in my Ji Family also reacted excessively.” “So that’s how it is.” Divine King Jiang nodded, then turned to Ye Fan and said, “Can you promise the Ji Family Sacred Master that you will never pass on the Void Secret Technique from the Empty Void Ancient Scripture to outsiders?” Ye Fan knew the divine king was helping him, bestowing a great favor, and he was not one to be ungrateful.

He said, “Thank you, Divine King.

I swear I will never pass on the Void Secret Technique in my lifetime.” “Very good.

Later, you shall go to the Ji Family and apologize.” Divine King Jiang nodded, then looked at the Ji Family Sacred Master and said, “If he leaks the Void Secret Technique, I will personally eliminate him.

What do you say?” What could the Ji Family Sacred Master say?

The peerless divine king clearly intended to protect Ye Fan.

Having received such an assurance, his wisest choice was to nod.

“That guy…” In the distant crowd, Ji Ziyue, dressed in purple, ground her small, sharp teeth, glaring at Ye Fan up ahead.

Ji Haoyue frowned slightly and asked, “Ziyue, why are you stepping on my foot so hard?” “Oh, I stepped on the wrong one…” Ji Ziyue stuck out her little tongue, dimples appearing on her pretty face.

She made a playful face at her brother and giggled.

Divine King Jiang continued, turning to the Flickering Light Sacred Master, “Ye Fan had a conflict with a young disciple from the secluded lineage of Flickering Light?” The Flickering Light Sacred Master nodded, briefly explained the circumstances, and then said, “He and my Flickering Light don’t have any major grudges; it’s merely a rivalry among the younger generation.” Strictly speaking, the Flickering Light disciples had coveted the Origin Qi on Ye Fan’s body first.

How could the Flickering Light Sacred Master delve deep into it now?

Doing so would likely cause him to lose face.

Divine King Jiang said to Ye Fan, “Once this matter is resolved, you must go to Flickering Light and apologize.” “I will follow all of the Divine King’s instructions.” Ye Fan’s face was serious and earnest, but inside, he was filled with amusement.

The divine king was clearly making excuses for him.

By telling him to go and apologize, it meant he wouldn’t actually need to go at all.

Divine King Jiang looked at the Flickering Light Sacred Master and said, “Let the younger generation resolve their own grievances.

What do you think?” The Flickering Light Sacred Master nodded.

He naturally wouldn’t say much more.

Killing Ye Fan was tantamount to killing the divine king.

Jiang Taixu himself had said such words, so how could one possibly investigate or dispute it further?

Divine King Jiang, his hair as white as snow, yet with a face that appeared no older than his twenties, sat high above.

His unparalleled grace had been renowned for thousands of years.

At this moment, many young maidens were deeply charmed, their eyes sparkling, yet none dared to express anything due to the vast disparity in their identities and status.

Suddenly, a long howl tore through the sky, rapidly approaching the divine city, like an endless, terrifying sea of thunder surging forward.

A Peng’s cry pierced the sky!

Everyone knew who had arrived: a renowned and terrifyingly powerful figure from the demon clan—Peng King was here.

SWISH!

A flash of light, and a mighty elder in a golden Daoist robe appeared in the hall.

He had a full head of long golden hair that seemed to burn like fire.

His figure was tall and imposing, his eyes like two sharp swords.

He stood tall.

Everyone was astonished.

The howl was still outside the city, yet he had already rushed into the divine city.

One could only imagine how terrifying his speed was.

It was clear he had learned of the situation.

Upon entering the hall, he immediately fixed his gaze on Ye Fan, his golden eyes flickering uncertainly.

Jiang Yun asked, “Peng King, what brings you here?” Peng King, his bearing imposing and stalwart, his golden Daoist robe shimmering brightly, first paid his respects to the divine king seated above.

Then, he once again fixed his gaze on Ye Fan and stated his purpose.

He had come specifically for the Gold-winged Little Peng King.

Upon learning of the sacred body’s appearance, he had rushed here at the first opportunity.

The Gold-winged Little Peng King possessed exceptional talent, and many rumored he would walk the Emperor Road.

He was greatly favored by Peng King, who naturally would not allow him to be imprisoned.

The Flickering Light Sacred Master also spoke, “Disciples from my Flickering Light have also been suppressed by the sacred body.

I hope they can be released.” Ye Fan suddenly became the focus of attention.

Everyone looked towards him.

The Gold-winged Little Peng King and the Flickering Light Saint Heir—each was a genius of their generation, almost unrivaled among their peers.

Even though everyone knew Ye Fan had suppressed these two powerful figures under extraordinary circumstances, they still showed peculiar expressions.

Divine King Jiang was somewhat surprised.

He glanced at Ye Fan and said, “Release them.” He then summoned the Fire God Furnace, sending it flying towards Ye Fan.

The Divine Furnace flowed with firelight, its body embossed with imprints of a Divine Bird and the sun, ancient yet resonating with the Great Dao.

On its lid, nine ancient characters were carved—mysterious and profound, their meanings indiscernible.

It was their presence that kept the furnace sealed.

All the Saint Heirs and sacred ladies were staring at Ye Fan.

Many senior figures also watched intently, their gazes all focused on him.

Ye Fan remained unperturbed.

He took the Fire God Furnace, his expression calm.

With a special technique, he wiped off the nine emperor characters and then forcefully flung the lid open.

BOOM!

Divine flames surged to the heavens.

The furnace lid shot skyward, and the entire sky became a raging inferno, like a vast ocean billowing turbulently.

Three figures transformed into three divine rainbows, leaping into the void.

An exceedingly powerful divine might swept out, making them appear like three deities, their bodies radiating endless divine radiance, too brilliant to look at directly.

BOOM!

The three peerless young masters moved simultaneously, rushing toward Ye Fan like three terrifying stars hurtling in from the Outer Domain, causing onlookers to tremble involuntarily.

BANG!

The peerless divine king took action.

A large hand reached out, covering all three of them.

The terrifying, ocean-like波动 instantly vanished, and all became calm once more.

“Do not be disrespectful!” Peng King and the Flickering Light Sacred Master shouted, fearing the three were unaware of the severity of their actions and might offend the divine king.

In that case, not even they could save them.

Ye Fan said, “Brother Peng, Brother Flickering Light, my apologies for the offense.” The Gold-winged Little Peng King was a majestic and imposing figure.

His body blazed with golden divine flames, and his eyes, like sharp swords, were filled with wild energy.

He wielded the heavy Great Wilderness Halberd, his long golden hair flying wildly, his gaze captivating, as if he were the Demon Lord traversing the heavens.

He tilted his head back and let out a long howl, his murderous intent soaring to the sky, as he stared intently at Ye Fan, an overwhelming killing intent surging forth.

On the other side, the Flickering Light Saint Heir was shrouded in endless Holy Light, like a deity!

He stood in the void, encircled by a full one hundred and eight halos, making him look sacred and serene.

Simultaneously, an aura that sent shivers down one’s spine emanated from him.

At this moment, the Flickering Light Saint Heir was like an Immortal King who had descended into the vast Red Dust, compelling many with weaker cultivation bases to want to prostrate themselves in worship.

He seemed to look down upon all beings, transcendent and majestic.

His Immortal King-like demeanor caused even many older figures to feel their hearts pound.

Ye Fan then smiled and said to the Flickering Light Sacred Lady, “Fairy Yao Xi, your grace is even more enchanting; your beauty truly captivates the world.” Yao Xi was radiant and otherworldly, like the Nine Heavens Profound Lady descended to the mortal realm.

She was peerlessly graceful, with Immortal Skin and Jade Bone, seemingly untouched by the vulgarities of the world.

She exuded a sense of immense distance.

Though she stood right before them, she gave the illusion of being far away in the Nine Heavens Palace.

Her flawless, celestial demeanor seemed forever unapproachable.