Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 561: Chapter 565: Ziyue Divine King

“PFFT!”

A dark gleam flashed, and below the thousand-foot cliff, a young man slowly fell. A bloom of blood spilled from between his brows, his eyes lifeless, dead with regrets.

On the other side, a tall man stepped out. He pointed, and a spark of fire descended, turning the body on the ground into human-shaped ashes, leaving nothing else behind.

He stood before the stone wall, carefully studying the Ancient Technique recorded on it, then wiped it with his hand. It turned into stone powder that rustled down, and everything ceased to exist.

“AH…”

In the distance, a more intense battle was unfolding. A group of people was locked in a life-and-death struggle. In the end, a mist of blood and a pile of corpses remained; only a few managed to charge into the Ancient Cave, while the rest all perished.

Such events occurred frequently, not as exceptions but as the norm. This Barbaric Ancient World was extremely dangerous; not only were there terrifying strange and powerful beasts, but also powerful cultivators specializing in killing, turning it into a land of bloodshed.

In these past half a month, Ye Fan had witnessed many deaths. The appearances of Ancient Desolation strange beast kings were one major reason, but the conflicts among the cultivators themselves were even more terrifying.

A spiritual medicine over ten thousand years old could cause a bloody tragedy, while a stone wall engraved with secret arts could become the graveyard for a life-and-death confrontation.

Not to mention the occasional appearance of cultivation abodes, which would certainly become focal points of contention. If an ancient treasure emerged or a Secret Scripture was discovered, it would undoubtedly provoke a large-scale bloodbath.

Currently, in this Barbaric Ancient World, everyone was on edge, carefully weighing every move to avoid becoming someone else’s prey.

“Many of the great powers have sent people in. It’s fair to say that every step is fraught with danger; a slight mistake could lead to a fatal catastrophe. Damn it, we must be careful!” someone couldn’t help but curse.

“Say no more, lest we disturb the divine objects.”

In a marshland, sparsely scattered towering ancient trees grew. A Dragon Loach, about a foot long and glowing with golden light, leaped in the muddy water.

Over a dozen people gathered, cautiously advancing as they surrounded the marshland, afraid of startling the spiritual item.

Ye Fan was shocked to witness this. The Dragon Loach was a gem for refining medicine. Even with the Jade Lake’s resources, they possessed only three, making it many times more precious than spiritual medicines tens of thousands of years old—a priceless rare treasure. Yet, one had appeared here.

The Dragon Loach, merely a foot long, looked like a dragon but was actually a divine loach. It shone golden, its Spiritual Qi soared to the sky, and every drop of its essence blood was worth a fortune.

At this moment, even Ye Fan, who had seen Immortal Medicine, was tempted. He secretly followed, seeking a chance to capture it. But just then, a murderous aura descended like a mountain, overwhelming them in an instant.

Seven or eight middle-aged men descended from the sky like Barbaric Ancient Beast Kings. They attacked without a word. Each one had surpassed the Ninth Transformation of Dragon Transformation, and two of them were even half-step sovereigns.

“AH…”

Screams echoed as someone was tragically killed on the spot. The survivors decisively retreated but could not escape the fatal disaster. With a bell’s toll, half of them turned to dust, becoming blood mist.

Another half-step sovereign acted. With a flash from the Ancient Mirror, the few escaping cultivators were pierced by Divine Light, their corpses falling to the ground.

Ye Fan inhaled sharply as he realized a harsh truth. This Immortal Ancient World had not just one entrance, but several, and the most powerful forces of the Central States could enter.

Now, this Immortal Mansion World was a melting pot, teeming with all sorts of people. Death, treasure snatching, and assassinations occurred frequently. He had just witnessed yet another such scene with his own eyes.

“SWOOSH!”

These seven or eight middle-aged men acted in unison, laying down Array Patterns to seal the entire marshland, attempting to capture the immensely rare Dragon Loach.

However, in the end, they gained nothing. Beneath the marsh lay an underground river, its destination unknown, and the Dragon Loach had long since vanished without a trace.

“It was just a Dragon Loach, yet it slipped through our fingers despite our numbers,” one middle-aged man mocked himself.

“This is no ordinary creature; there are no more than twenty in the entire world. It’s an indispensable main ingredient for refining Divine Pills, and few divine objects are more precious,” another shook his head.

Only after those people departed did Ye Fan appear. What he had just witnessed was merely a microcosm of what was happening in this Immortal Mansion World, fraught with peril.

This is an Immortal Burial Land, with too many valuable things; everyone has come! Ye Fan sighed.

This place was not only home to numerous spiritual beasts but also filled with various Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. All of them were worth a fortune and already extinct in the outside world. Any great power that learned of it could not remain calm.

Besides, occasionally discovered sheer cliffs, Ancient Caves, and fragmented legacies were of immeasurable value, and rare treasures like the Dragon Loach had also been sighted.

Like others, Ye Fan went about seeking Immortal Fate, flying into the distance. He encountered many terrifying Ancient Desolation anomalies, giving them a wide berth.

“ROAR…”

He arrived at a new region where furious roars rang out. People were engaged in intense battle. His heart stirred as he sensed a familiar Qi Mechanism.

“Bright Moon Rising Over the Sea Variation!”

Ye Fan was astonished. He transformed into a streak of light and dashed forward. He had only seen this Variation performed by one person before: the Eastern Wastelands Divine King—Ji Haoyue.

The Ji siblings had been caught in a terrifying ambush and were besieged by over a dozen people wielding various ancient treasures, continuously attacking the pair.

“BOOM!”

The boundless sea surged behind Ji Haoyue; vast waves soared to the sky and swept an enemy down. Ji Haoyue smashed the person into a bloody pulp with a single palm strike, reducing them to a mist of blood.

They didn’t know how long they had been fighting. Corpses littered the mountain range, stained red with blood. Ji Haoyue, his hair disheveled, was like a Killing God. His eyes were beast-like as he went on a rampage, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor.

Ji Ziyue sat cross-legged within the Bright Moon Rising Over the Sea Variation. Her whole body shimmered with light, as holy as an immortal spirit and impervious to attacks. She remained unmoved, continuously releasing Immortal Light to replenish her brother’s divine energy.

“PFFT!”

Ji Haoyue took a step forward, and the whole mountain range trembled. He shattered several ancient treasures. Enduring three blows and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, he charged forward and tore apart a cultivator at the Eighth Transformation of Dragon Transformation.

Is this his true strength?! Ye Fan was shocked.

The Eastern Wastelands Divine King truly lived up to his reputation. Even surrounded, he could still kill a cultivator at the Eighth Transformation of Dragon Transformation. If word of this spread, it would undoubtedly shake the entire younger generation of the Five Great Domains.

At this moment, his demeanor was vastly different from usual: cold and ruthless, with a hint of wildness. His purple robes were bloodstained, his black hair disheveled, like a Demon God.

However, Ji Haoyue was at the end of his strength. It was unknown how long the battle had raged. He was drenched in blood, his steps unsteady and weak.

“Brother…” Ji Ziyue’s eyes welled with tears as her divine energy overflowed even more, flowing towards her brother.

“Ziyue, don’t worry about me. You go first; I can fight my way out!” Ji Haoyue was full of confidence, his gaze colder and sharper, but he couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood, his body swaying.

“Brother… hold on, the Grand Elders will come.” Ji Ziyue’s eyes were filled with tears.

“You mean those three old men? I saw them get swallowed by a Barbaric Ancient Beast King-level Tiger Dragon with my own eyes. Don’t be delusional!” One of the crowd sneered.

“Ziyue, you have a secret treasure for protection! Break out and leave immediately!” Ji Haoyue roared, his hair flying wildly as he urged his sister to leave.

“BOOM!”

Another person stepped forward, unleashing a Copper Tower to suppress him. Ji Haoyue was knocked over, coughing up blood repeatedly. This was merely a cultivator at the Fifth Transformation of Dragon Transformation, yet his attack had been effective.

Just moments ago, the Eastern Wastelands Divine King had torn apart a cultivator at the Eighth Transformation of Dragon Transformation barehanded, but it had depleted all his power. Now his divine energy was exhausted, and he truly had no strength left.

“Brother, I can’t watch you die…” Ji Ziyue cried, continuously channeling Immortal Light, desperately trying to replenish Ji Haoyue’s divine energy.

“You go!”

The Eastern Wastelands Divine King shone all over, attacking desperately, his divine energy surging. His eyes blazing fiercely, he charged forward again, shattered the Copper Tower with his bare hands, seized the man, and split him in two alive.

“PFFT!”

Blood sprayed, drenching him. It was everywhere, even his hair matted red with blood.

“Neither of you siblings can leave! Stay here!”

“Those three old fellows are dead! Heaven intends for your demise!”

The others also sneered, rushing forward, intending to eliminate the two in a single stroke. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; otherwise, once the Eastern Wastelands Divine King recovered his divine energy, they would have to pay a much greater price.

“Brother, I’ll transfer all my divine energy to you!” Ji Ziyue’s face was tear-streaked, her whole body radiant as she sat cross-legged in the void, ready to sacrifice herself to save her brother and allow him to break through.

“Ziyue, when I tell you to go, you go! Don’t worry about me!” The Eastern Wastelands Divine King shouted, his hair in disarray. Even though his divine energy was nearly depleted, he still erupted with a dazzling brilliance.

“BOOM!”

He cut off the flow of divine energy in the void with one palm. Then, raising his other hand to the sky, he hurled Ji Ziyue, who was within the Bright Moon Rising Over the Sea Variation, away, roaring, “Go immediately!”

Ji Haoyue prepared to fight to the death, allowing his sister to break through. He turned ferocious, like a wild beast. Activating the Divine King Rebirth Technique, he burned his life force and charged at the group, preventing them from pursuing Ji Ziyue.

“Brother…”

“Go, hurry!” Ji Haoyue shouted.

“Too late! None of you can leave. I’ve already sealed this area!” Someone opposite them sneered; dozens of large flags had already been planted in the ground, trapping them here.

At this moment, this group was also exhausted, but they had a significant advantage: superior numbers, formidable strength, and their divine energy was not yet depleted.

“Ziyue, I’ll carve a path for you, don’t worry!” Ji Haoyue shouted, his whole body burning with divine energy, shining even brighter. He was now determined to protect his younger sister even at the cost of his life.

“Brother, don’t do this! I’ll give you all my divine energy, just so you can escape!” Ji Ziyue cried loudly, her face stained with tears, her bright, lively eyes blurring as she exhausted her strength to transfer divine energy.

“You can die together! Heaven wants you dead; not one of you will survive!” those men sneered relentlessly.

“THUD!”

Suddenly, a great quake shook the entire mountain range; rocks tumbled, and leaves swirled chaotically.

Ye Fan stepped into the Great Array with a single stride. He raised his hand, plucked out one of the large flags, and hurled it with a flick of his wrist.

“AH…”

A scream pierced the air. One man was instantly impaled by the flagpole. He was sent flying over a thousand feet before—THWACK!—he was pinned to an Ancient Wood, dead.

“Who are you?” These people were taken aback, shouting in unison.

“The one who will kill you!” Ye Fan strode in, his eyes deep, his black hair in disarray, his aura as imposing as a mountain.

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