Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 446: Chapter 451: Battle of Yin Yang

“Such audacity! Let’s see who dares to underestimate my Yin Yang Sect!” Several Elders from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm came flying across the sky, their words chilling, filled with murderous intent.

Ye Fan held the Holy Sword pointing to the heavens, his black hair cascading like a waterfall, his gaze deep. He rose into the sky like a Demon God, brimming with killing intent.

Eight or nine young people followed beside several Elders from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. They were both male and female, and upon seeing Ye Fan, who looked only fifteen or sixteen, they all showed disdain.

One of the young men, holding a fierce weapon, pointed it at Ye Fan from a distance. A glint of blood appeared on it as he said coldly, “Is this a place you can storm into recklessly? Do you not know your place?”

“Are you talking about yourself not knowing your place?!” Ye Fan directly swung the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sacred Spirit Sword, slashing towards the sky. A massive black sword aura, over a hundred meters long, shot up like a bolt of black lightning.

PUFF!

The young man was instantly turned into a blood mist, shattered by the massive Sword Qi. Nothing was left behind—even the fierce weapon was reduced to powder.

ARGH…

The other young cultivators exclaimed in shock, their expressions completely changing. The faces of the several Elders from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm turned extremely grim.

Meanwhile, Ye Fan carefully held the pitiful little girl, covering her large eyes so she wouldn’t see this scene.

The pitiful little girl was often scolded here and couldn’t even get enough to eat. Ye Fan didn’t want to frighten her further at this moment. This poor little girl truly invoked sorrow.

“Who are you exactly, and why are you storming into our Yin Yang Sect’s sacred grounds and offending us?” an Elder’s voice was cold as he looked over from a distance.

“I offended you? What a joke! You captured disciples from the Eastern Wastelands, imprisoned my relatives, and still dare to question me?” Ye Fan’s killing intent soared. His hair danced, his gaze sharp, like a Demon God.

Pang Bo, Li Heishui, and Tu Fei also arrived nearby, each guarding a direction. However, the big black dog was nowhere to be seen, its whereabouts unknown.

“Have you actually heard of the Yin Yang Sect?” one young person asked, seeming a bit incredulous. The Yin Yang Sect was the supreme Great Sect of the Central States, and few dared to provoke it. He thought Ye Fan might not know this.

“Never mind right or wrong, let’s talk about your heritage first. The Yin Yang Sect certainly has quite the temper!” Ye Fan’s killing intent grew stronger. “Isn’t it just a sect in the Central States? What’s so great about it?”

“Good, good, good! A truly reckless madman indeed! There hasn’t been anyone in this world who dared to disregard my Yin Yang Sect!”

Ye Fan sneered, advancing with his sword. “So what if I disregard you today? Where is your sacred lady?!”

“Young man, you’re far too insolent! This is not a place for you to act wildly!” An Elder’s face was as dark as water. With a resonant hum, a Big Bell floated above his head, shrouded in purple mist and emanating endless killing intent.

One person shouted, “You knew this was the sacred ground of our Yin Yang Sect and still dared to storm in! What makes you think you can see our sacred lady? With several Elders here, do you think you can overturn the heavens? You will be suppressed and killed!”

“Noisy!” Ye Fan didn’t even glance at these young people. He only paid attention to the experts of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. He slashed the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sacred Spirit Sword forward, and the massive sword aura tore through the void.

PUFF!

Several Elders from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm couldn’t stop him and could only watch as Ye Fan killed someone right before their eyes. The black sword aura was too fast and sharp.

The black light split heaven and earth. It flashed past, and blood bloomed as the disciple died a violent death.

BOOM!

The Big Bell surged with clouds and mist, emitting a loud roar that resonated like a Lion’s Roar through the heavens and earth. It shook out terrifying sound waves that transformed into myriad layers of frightening tidal waves!

CLANG!

Ye Fan swung his sword directly. The Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sacred Spirit Sword expanded in the wind, transforming to over a hundred meters in length. Wielding it in his hand, he cleaved down upon the immense tsunami of sound, cutting through the deadly sound waves.

HMPH!

The Elder let out a cold snort, shaking the Big Bell once more and lunging to kill. With one toll of the bell, a Fierce Beast rushed out—it had a lion’s head and the body of a True Dragon.

ROAR…

The bell toll was like a lion’s roar. The beast merged with the Bell Wave, stirring up trouble within the ocean-like black sound waves with an impetus that could swallow the Sun and Moon.

CLANG…

The Big Bell echoed distantly, shattering the sky. The dragon-lion Fierce Beast pounced, bringing with it a monstrous black Bell Wave, a tidal wave that almost drowned Ye Fan.

BUZZ!

A bright light burst forth in the void. Ye Fan’s entire body was golden. His Great Sword cut across the sky, cleaving down with a PUFF, slicing the dragon-lion in half.

The vast Bell Wave was annihilated in an instant, as though an angry roar had been choked off. The sound abruptly disappeared, and all the Bell Waves vanished, leaving no trace of their Qi Mechanism.

CLANG!

The expert from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm charged with the Big Bell atop his head. With a deafening CLANG, the purple giant bell flew out like a mountain, pressing down on Ye Fan.

BOOM!

The Big Bell, like a mountain, towered into the sky, covering everything. It suddenly enveloped Ye Fan below, releasing a loud crash like a tsunami, vast beyond measure!

The magnificent giant bell descended, intending to shatter Ye Fan into powder and refine him to ashes. The bell shook heaven and earth.

CRACK!

Suddenly, the Big Bell shattered. The Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sacred Spirit Sword in Ye Fan’s hand, like a black True Dragon, smashed the giant bell, and he burst out.

The Elder from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm coldly snorted, not dodging. He had actually cultivated a Variation, which now descended upon Ye Fan.

This was a dark mist, forming its own little world. Within a hundred-meter radius, he stood independently in the center. It could corrode all living beings, was invincible in all directions, and he thought he could melt Ye Fan into pus.

Yet, Ye Fan casually walked in as though strolling through a courtyard. He swung his sword and slashed; the black gleam split the heavens, and with a PUFF, severed the Elder’s head.

“What’s happening? What happened? How did Elder Li end up pinned by his own Variation, unable to move?!”

Everyone exclaimed, gaping in shock, their expressions incredulous. Ye Fan slashing Dragon Transformation cultivators like cutting vegetables in a garden stunned them.

“He is… the sacred body Ye Fan! Don’t manifest Variations in front of him!” Several figures flew from the distant sky, their voices carrying this warning.

“What? He is that sacred body? How did he come to the sacred grounds of our Yin Yang Sect?!” Many people exclaimed, sensing a major catastrophe.

Many of them came from the Central States. Although they had heard of the sacred body, not many had seen it with their own eyes, causing immediate panic.

Now everyone knew the sacred body was nearing death, with not much time left to live. Even his arch-nemesis didn’t want to provoke him, yet he had come to this place.

“Ye Fan, although you have some reputation, you shouldn’t be provoking my Yin Yang Sect!” The faces of several Elders from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm were grim.

“I didn’t come to provoke you; you came to provoke me! You abducted the pitiful little girl, brought her here, and mistreated her. You all deserve death!” His voice was icy, and his killing intent grew even more intense.

Pang Bo, Tu Fei, and Li Heishui all sneered repeatedly and brandished their Weapons, ready to confront the enemy.

WOOF…

The big black dog, who had been missing, also rushed out. Its mouth was full of medicinal fragrance; clearly, it had been causing trouble in someone’s medicine storeroom earlier.

Ye Huiling stood in the shadows, not revealing her true face. After all, she was a cultivator from the Central States, and the Yin Yang Sect was too vast. If she were found out, she would face great trouble in the Central States in the future.

Below, the children were already crying in fear. Even the pitiful little girl was uneasy. Though Ye Fan had covered her eyes, she still said softly, “I’m scared…”

“Don’t be afraid.” Ye Fan enveloped her with Divine Light. A sacred aura spread around, making her feel incredibly warm.

SWISH!

Three Elders from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm of the Yin Yang Sect moved forward together, surrounding Ye Fan, intending to kill him with their combined strength.

“So what if you possess the sacred body? Even if a divine king protects you, since you came here to attack us, we can kill you without consequence!”

BOOM!

The three revealed their killing intent and attacked simultaneously, each wielding their Weapons. A sea of blood-red light and deathly black light surged forth, seeming to make the sky explode!

DONG!

Ye Fan stood firm. The Brocade River and Mountain Phenomenon emerged—a magnificent small world where Great Mountains stood in ranges, towering into the sky, ancient trees reached for the heavens, and silver waterfalls cascaded down.

He stood alone at the Peak. All attacking ancient techniques were nullified upon contact. He waved the black Holy Sword, and the entire Phenomenon moved like a world with him.

The magnificent landscape of the Phenomenon seemed boundless, covering the entire sky in an instant!

The three were shocked and retreated quickly, but they couldn’t escape the speed of the Majestic River and Mountain. They were enveloped in an instant. They were terrified, suppressed by the Holy Body Phenomenon—a situation of near-certain death! This was a common understanding.

BOOM!

Despite their struggles, three Great Mountains rose within the magnificent landscape, pressing them down.

“Dragon Transformation cultivators, and you dare show off in front of me?!”

Ye Fan brandished his black Holy Sword, directly beheading the three who were suppressed under the Great Mountains. Blood gushed out, and everyone was stunned.

“Brat, how dare you!” Several more figures flew in, attacking Ye Fan.

“Are you treating us like air?” Pang Bo sneered, his eyes like Silver Moons, shooting out two dragon-shaped white lights, terrifying beyond measure.

He immediately used the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes of Destruction!

This Holy Technique was incredibly powerful. Ye Fan and the big black dog had once suffered greatly from it; it was unbeatable without the nine secret arts!

“Who are you, brat?” An Elder from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, seemingly not sensing the impending danger, used an Ancient Shield to defend.

BANG!

The Ancient Shield shattered. The dragon-shaped silver light was unstoppable, piercing through and instantly shattering him. Not even a blood mist remained.

ARGH…

Everyone screamed in shock.

“Who is he? So frightening! He destroyed even an Elder of the Dragon Transformation First Layer Heaven with one blow, reducing him to ash!”

This was Pang Bo’s most powerful Holy Technique. He had mastered only the first three of the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes, but they were incredibly powerful. Now that he was at the circle of perfection in the Four Extremes Realm, killing a cultivator one small Realm higher naturally wasn’t a struggle.

“Kill!”

Ye Fan attacked again. His Variation spread out, sweeping everything before it. These people were not prodigies like Hua Yunfei; although they were also experts of the Dragon Transformation First Layer Heaven, their Combat Power was inferior.

The Variation was boundless, confining heaven and earth, sealing the enemies.

PUFF! PUFF! PUFF!

His first sword sent a head flying, blood splattering. His second sword split another person in half, blood spraying. His third sword slashed another Dragon Transformation Elder diagonally from the shoulder, staining the sky with blood.

Ye Fan’s black hair flew, his eyes cold. As if in an unchallenged realm, he slaughtered three more, intimidating all the experts of the Yin Yang Sect. The Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sacred Spirit Sword in his hand continually dripped blood. He was like a Demon God.

Everyone withdrew into the distant sky in shock, not daring to approach.

SWISH!

Ye Fan extended a large golden hand, grabbing the middle-aged beautiful woman who was sealed on the ground. “Where is your sacred lady?” he demanded.

“Cough…” An elderly cough resounded. An old crone, leaning on a cane, appeared, tottering step by step through the void.

Several Elders from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm followed her, clustered around her protectively. A number of Dao Palace secret realm cultivators also appeared.

“Dragon Transformation Fourth Change!” Pang Bo was startled. This is definitely a formidable foe, much stronger than those First Change Elders!

“Young man, truly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, daring to run wild in the sacred lands of the Yin Yang Sect.” Although the old crone’s body was decaying, her eyes were as cold as a viper’s.

“You abducted the pitiful little girl and brought her here, yet you blame me for running wild? So arrogant! Truly worthy of being an unparalleled Great Sect!” Ye Fan sneered.

“It’s just a forgetful little brat. What’s the big deal?” The old crone was indifferent, dismissing it completely. She gave a contemptuous glance at the pitiful little girl, then fixed her gaze on Ye Fan. “You’re just a Doomsday Holy Body, a dying man, yet you’ve stirred up such a storm. Let this old woman send you on your way early!”

“You old hag! It’s I who will send you on your way! Then I’ll go kill your sacred lady!” Ye Fan rebuked coldly.