Shrouding the Heavens - Chapter 205

Ye Fan held the Moon Seal with his left hand and the Sun Seal with his right, standing proudly in the air, truly like a god!

How can this be?

The nine great masters joined forces but were suppressed, feeling an endless sense of fatigue.

"Candlelight Divine Universe!" the Qingxia Sect Leader shouted, and the bronze lamp in his hand flew out, fixed high in the sky.

The bronze lamp flickered, its light reaching the heavens. The lamp wick turned into a human shape; a person with disheveled hair was swaying, casting out overwhelming fire.

"Lend me your divine energy to refine this beast!" the Qingxia Sect Leader roared.

Beside him, eight Grand Elders all nodded, and each shot out a dazzling brilliance, injecting it into the bronze lamp.

The Qingxia Sect Leader also exerted his power; nine fire dragons soared into the sky, connecting with the bronze lamp, shining brightly.

Within the bronze lamp, the human-shaped wick was nourished, swelling crazily, emitting bursts of roars, and spewing large flames toward Ye Fan.

Candlelight Divine Universe, like a demon sun suspended in the sky, was filled with destructive fluctuations.

Ye Fan’s right hand held the Sun Seal, transforming into a heavenly sun the size of a Grinding Disc, vibrant with life, extremely vigorous, filled with a blooming aura.

BANG!

His right hand lightly shook the Sun Seal, and the Grinding Disc-sized heavenly sun collided with the flames from the bronze lamp in the sky. The fire surged fiercely, making crackling sounds.

BOOM!

Ye Fan pushed the heavenly sun with his right hand, shattering the bronze lamp and crushing it. The human-shaped wick let out a mournful, long cry, then returned to nothingness forever.

The Qingxia Sect Leader’s weapon was destroyed, and the other eight Grand Elders were also impacted, all retreating one after another.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

Ye Fan’s left hand formed the Moon Seal; the Grinding Disc-sized bright moon had already rotated over, pressing down on the nine people.

This was an attacking and killing momentum, strong and domineering, suppressing nine people with his strength alone, like an unstoppable torrent crashing down.

The nine people retreated rapidly, as if facing a charge of thousands of troops. Their bodies trembled violently, their faces pale.

"Where do you think you’re going!"

Ye Fan formed the Sun and Moon Seal, chasing after the Qingxia Sect Leader. His speed was incredible; who could stop him?

His whole body was glowing, accompanied by the Sun and Moon, holy like an Immortal, dust kept its distance. His long clothes fluttered as he reached them in an instant.

The Sun and Moon Seal, vigorous and grand, possessed the power to suppress mountains and rivers as it pressed down!

The Qingxia Sect Leader roared. At this life-and-death moment, his body began to burn, illuminating all around.

The god nurtured in his Dao Palace charged forward, blocking under the Sun and Moon Seal, dying in his place.

Ye Fan’s hand formed the red-blood seal, an unparalleled power covering down. Nothing could block it; that god was turned to dust on the spot.

The other eight Grand Elders rescued him, finally bringing the Qingxia Sect Leader’s True Body back. His face was pale as snow, his body trembling slightly; his Yuan Qi was injured.

In the distance, Qingxia Sect’s disciples were terrified. What kind of power was this? With Ye Fan’s hand forming the Sun and Moon Seal, one strike had almost killed their Sect Leader.

"Impossible! What secret art is this, to suppress the nine of us alone, without any sign of exhaustion?"

"When the various Peacock Kings were young, I think even they didn’t have such Combat Power. What is his origin?"

"His physique is very special, possessing an endless source of divine energy. Is he really a divine body?"

"The most frightening thing is that secret art—ever-changing. It seems familiar; the various supreme Killing Techniques it has evolved into are incomparable!"

The Qingxia Sect Leader and the eight Grand Elders showed shocked expressions, quickly exchanging a few words.

At this moment, Ye Fan had already rushed over, imposing his might, propelling the Sun and Moon. With flowing robes and delicate looks, he nonetheless overpowered nine great experts, like an Immortal King.

The nine did not dare to separate. If their power was scattered even a bit, all nine would perish. Such overwhelming pressure instilled fear in their hearts.

Eight gods, nine True Bodies, combined, forming an inescapable net, omnipresent, yet unable to trap Ye Fan. On the contrary, another weapon shattered; they were struggling to hold on.

"I... I can’t hold on!" a Grand Elder yelled, his skin cracking all over.

Ye Fan chose this as the breakthrough point. The Killing Technique attacked him alone, like a sharp Heavenly Sword, unstoppable, shattering his weapon, then slapping forward.

The god it transformed into bore the brunt, dying in his place, while this Grand Elder himself did not escape disaster, being shaken to death by Ye Fan.

Moonlight poured like water; the Grinding Disc-sized bright moon emitted a milky-white light. The sunlight shone dazzlingly, brilliantly bright, flowing with golden Divine Radiance.

Ye Fan’s hand formed the Sun and Moon Seal, like a divine king spanning the sky, standing high above, as if he alone reigned supreme over the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. With an ethereal temperament, he yet exuded awe-inspiring divine might.

His Attack Power was too strong. Cultivators of the same Realm, with so many joining forces, were still unable to stop him; it was like porcelain colliding with a boulder.

In the distance, Qingxia Sect’s disciples were ashen-faced, feeling this young great evil person was simply unbeatable.

Ye Fan’s mind was ethereal as he sensed his own strength. The nine secret arts brought him endless shock; his Attack Techniques were invincible.

He even felt the urge to challenge the likes of the Flickering Light Sacred Lady, but finally held back his impulse. For now, there was still a gap between him and the Sacred Lands’ successors. If he touched the edge of the third secret realm, perhaps then he could compete with those Saint Heirs.

Once entering the third secret realm—Four Extremes—it would depend solely on enlightenment. Then, neither Source nor herbs would be of use; only by understanding oneself deeply could one advance.

For Ye Fan’s physique, the Dao Palace secret realm was crucial. His body was like a bottomless pit; if he had enough Source, he could have endless divine energy, rapidly enhancing his strength.

However, the Source he needed was an astronomical amount. With each of the Dao Palace Five Realms multiplying the requirement by ten, by the end, the demand would be so great even the Sacred Lands couldn’t withstand it.

At this moment, Qingxia Sect’s strong ones all wanted to escape. Already intimidated, but afraid of being taken down one by one by Ye Fan, they dared not act rashly.

Ye Fan snorted coldly, pressing forward, locking onto one person in the midst.

"Everyone, lend me a hand!" shouted a Grand Elder of the Qingxia Sect.

He opened his mouth and spat out a violet-gold gourd, which quickly enlarged. He then infused his god into it, merging it with the gourd, which was inherently a Taoist Body.

Bells, pagodas, gourds, and other Vessels that naturally condense Dao might are extraordinarily difficult to refine, but once perfected, they wield tremendous power.

The violet-gold gourd, as large as a mountain, crashed forth, with the other seven simultaneously assisting. They released streams of Divine Radiance to collectively activate this Vessel, aiming to suppress Ye Fan.

Ye Fan continued to hold the Sun and Moon Seal without altering his form. His hands moved the Sun and Moon like two Grinding Discs, illuminating his body, resembling an Immortal King patrolling the heavens.

BOOM!

While still at a distance, the gourd’s mouth suddenly opened, releasing wisps of purple mist, forming a huge vortex that absorbed Ye Fan like a whale swallowing a drink.

"Good!"

The others shouted, springing into action, urging their divine energy to refine the gourd.

"Truly the strongest treasure of our Qingxia!"

"Hurry and refine it! Don’t let him break out!"

The Qingxia Sect Leader and seven Grand Elders united their efforts, collectively refining the violet-gold gourd, which shone dazzlingly and was suffused with purple mist, concealing the sky.

Yet, at this moment, an ominous aura diffused, causing hearts to pound uneasily.

The violet-gold gourd shook violently. A beam of Divine Light burst out, creating a large hole forcefully opened by raw power.

Ye Fan wielded the moon in his left hand and pushed the sun with his right, like a Demon Lord emerging, a murderous aura ascending to the heavens as he struck fiercely.

CRACK!

The violet-gold gourd rapidly fractured, starting from its mouth and spreading downward.

CRACKLE! SHATTER!

It was like an ancient palace, long-standing, crumbling; debris fell, and gourd fragments scattered everywhere.

BOOM!

Ye Fan held the Sun and Moon Seal, causing constant vibrations. Everything in its path turned to dust; this extraordinary Purple Gourd was reduced to powder in an instant.

BANG!

The owner of the violet-gold gourd was ground over by the Sun and Moon, emitting a feeble wail as his body and soul were annihilated.

BOOM!

Simultaneously, Ye Fan wielded the seal, releasing the Sun and Moon. Two discs chased down two Grand Elders, enveloping them, and they vanished silently.

In the blink of an eye, he had slain three Grand Elders, leaving the rest stunned.

"How can such terrifying Attack Power exist? This defies logic! Even the Peacock Kings in their youth certainly didn’t possess such Combat Power."

"At this age, in this Realm, such strength shouldn’t be possible. To suppress so many of us at the same level is simply illogical! If he becomes a sovereign, could he possibly fight multiple Peacock Kings alone?"

"I’m reminded of another figure," the Qingxia Sect Leader said, his face pale. "Someone like this appeared in the northern region."

"You mean the person with the greatest Attack Power in five thousand years in the northern region?" a Grand Elder paled.

"In five thousand years, the northern region’s greatest Attack Power—Jiang Taixu, universally acknowledged."

"Though he vanished four thousand years ago, many astonishing talents emerged thereafter, yet he remains regarded as the greatest attacker of five thousand years in the north, unmatched."

Divine King Jiang Taixu’s name shook the world. Four thousand years ago, he was peerless, unmatched in attack and kill, invincible in the northern region. In terms of Attack Power, he was unarguably ranked first.

"That was a Great Success divine king, rumored to possess supreme secret art. Naturally, he was the greatest attacker in the north for five thousand years."

The Qingxia Sect Leader and Grand Elders broke into a cold sweat, feeling Ye Fan’s Attack Power was comparable to Divine King Jiang’s in his youth.

"Indeed, confirming the legends, this boy resembles Jiang Taixu. His youthful achievements are similar. Could he possibly be the second divine king?"

Could they be facing a young divine king whose talent in attack and kill was unparalleled?

Jiang Taixu’s fame was immense. Though he had vanished four thousand years ago, he left endless legends in the northern region; even the Attack Power he possessed at each age was widely recounted.

"This boy’s Power of Attack... can actually compare to the young Divine King Jiang. Could the name of the greatest attacker be rewritten in the future?"

The Qingxia Sect’s Leader and Grand Elders swiftly exchanged a few words, their hearts trembling. They realized they had provoked an extraordinary individual.

Though merely a youth, they already perceived his remarkable future.

Ye Fan heard their whispers and saw their fear. He had never thought of being the greatest attacker, considering he had been hunted all the way here and now had to hide from the light of day. You know quite a lot, which only means you can’t be spared. I need to silently enhance my strength here. If you spread the word, wouldn’t I become the common enemy of those sacred ladies and Saint Heirs? Attack Power first... quite an awe-inspiring reputation!

"Go!"

Vaguely guessing Ye Fan’s physique and speculating that he mastered a Supreme Killing Technique, these few became completely frightened. Having long lost all battle intent, they fled in all directions, attempting to escape.

At this moment, dignity and pride no longer mattered; survival was paramount. If he truly was a young divine king, even doubling their numbers would offer no chance of victory.

In the distance, Qingxia’s disciples saw their Sect Leader and Grand Elders fleeing for their lives and immediately panicked, all escaping.

"What a shame. This place is sealed by me; none of you can escape!"

Ye Fan spread his arms, wielding heavenly wind. Phoenix feathers appeared, shining around his arms. A pair of colorful Divine Wings truly emerged, and five-colored divine light soared to the sky.

He thrust forward like a Phoenix flapping its wings. The Divine Wings swept forth, instantly shredding two Grand Elders.

He then held the seal, lifting it to the heavens. An Ancient Mountain emerged, standing over his crown, vast and majestic, with flying birds and beasts and towering Ancient Wood upon it.

His right hand pressed the seal forward. The Great Mountain pressed down like a seal, and with a BOOM, turned the Qingxia Sect Leader in front into ashes.