"I've already thought it through. There's nothing to regret. I'm willing to participate in the strongest trial in history!" Ye Fan said straightforwardly.
"Good, you chose your own path. It's good that you don't have any regrets in the future." The old master of Qishi Manor nodded.
Before leaving, Ye Fan and the old master of Qishi Manor went to a sealed stone room. It was isolated from the outside world to pass down some coordinates. No one was allowed to approach.
After a long time, Ye Fan came out and bid farewell to Ye Tong, the sacred prince, the Black Emperor, Li Heishui, Duan De, Yan Yixi, and the others. He was about to step onto the Heavenly Road and enter the Star Field.
Parting was undoubtedly sad. They had finally met again after returning from the other side of the starry sky, but Ye Fan had to embark on a journey again. This was his life choice. He was going to participate in the strongest trial in history.
The obsession on the other side of the starry sky was gone. His parents were no longer here. Apart from these old friends and old friends, cultivating, achieving dao, and becoming an immortal were his greatest goals.
"We'll meet again. I'll come back alive!" Ye Fan waved his hand as his gaze swept past everyone.
"Take care, Ye Fan!"
"You must take care of yourself. We'll meet again when you're alive. Bring back the big and small moons, as well as Pang Bo!"
They knew that the main reason Ye Fan entered the strongest trial was to save these people. Tempering himself was secondary.
This path was too dangerous, only opening once every ten thousand years. Each time, the most stunning people of this world would leave, entering the boundless cosmos. However, after endless years, only three to five people returned alive, the others all dying in the foreign realm, dying in battle in the starry sky.
Ye Fan was very strong, but he might not be able to survive. There were already precedents of several saint physiques dying in battle. After this parting, it was unknown whether they would meet again in this life.
"Goodbye!" Ye Fan turned around and left resolutely.
"Master, you must come back alive!" Ye Tong shouted with tears in his eyes.
"Wah … Master, you really don't care about me. We come from the same place, how can you leave me behind?" Gui Hua Hua cried.
"Brat, you still lack my Xiantian Holy Body. If you die, I won't let your soul rest in peace. You must return alive." The Black Emperor roared.
"I'll wait for you to prove your Dao and become an emperor. This time, if I still can't enter the Immortal Region, the next time I wake up, I'll dig up your grave. Remember to put more treasures in it." Duan De said.
The Sacred Prince, Li Tian, Li Heishui, Yan Yixi, Dongfang Ye, Yao Yuekong, and the others waved their hands and watched him leave.
The innermost depths of the Odd Warrior Manor was a forbidden land. Outsiders couldn't approach it, and it was impossible for them to reach this place. There was a Natural Primal Chaos Great Formation engraved here, and it was filled with endless killing intent. It was because this place held the manor's most important secret.
Ye Fan and the old saint of Qishi Manor entered this secret land together. The traces of the great formation were very obvious in this place, it was densely interwoven with each other.
Strand after strand of chaotic energy flickered, protecting this place tightly. The most terrifying killing formation was densely laid here, turning this place into a barren land. Few people could attack this place.
"Before the Desolate Era, there was a Manor Lord who obtained an incomplete art of the Nine Secrets. It was all related to dao patterns. Unfortunately, it was greatly damaged, or else this formation would be even more terrifying." The old Manor Lord sighed.
He spoke frankly. After so many years, the great formation was severely damaged and was no longer as magnificent as it was in the past. Otherwise, any ancient saint who entered would die. It was hard to say now.
Ye Fan was speechless. There was actually an incomplete art of the Nine Secrets that was related to dao patterns in the Odd Warrior Manor. If the Black Emperor knew about this, he would definitely go crazy with joy. The black dog wanted it even in its dreams, and it had been searching for clues for so many years.
"Wu, I've already closed the Primal Chaos Killing Formation. This place is safe now, or else no matter who enters, they will suffer indiscriminate attacks. Let's go in." The old saint said.
Ye Fan understood. A strange expression flashed past his eyes as he entered the depths of this secret land. There was a colorless altar in front of him. It was simple and unadorned, yet imposing. It was as if it had fallen out of time and space from the ancient times.
"Go, tread on your own path. I hope you will become the most powerful in history!" The old saint stopped.
Ye Fan saluted him respectfully to express his gratitude. He then ascended the Rainbow Altar step by step.
"This altar is very special. This old one is going to activate it. Are you ready to cross over?" The old Manor Lord asked.
"I'm ready!" Ye Fan nodded.
Hong!
The void suddenly collapsed. A large earthen yellow hand descended from the sky, slapping towards the altar and Ye Fan. Its speed reached the extreme, and its holy might was vast and mighty.
The old saint was shocked and furious. He shouted loudly, "You dare?!"
His originally stooped body straightened in an instant. His palm enlarged and turned into a large silver monument. It imprinted itself into the sky and immediately blocked that large hand.
Hong!
Boundless holy might formed a storm in the sky. Every strand of wind could tear open a black hole. It was incomparably terrifying. This was a confrontation between the most powerful ancient saints.
Another cold snort sounded. Another ancient saint appeared. His large green claw was covered in scales. It covered half the sky as it clawed towards Ye Fan and the Rainbow Altar.
"Do you all want to start a war with the human race?" The old saint from the Extraordinary Warrior Manor was seething with anger. His other large hand slapped out, forming a second silver monument. Symbols flickered on its surface, engraved with divine patterns.
Peng!
He exchanged a palm with the second person, stopping him in the sky.
However, a third aura appeared. It was extremely abrupt and incomparably powerful. A large black claw reached out from the clouds. It was unknown just how many li long it was, but its demonic might covered the sun.
This terrifying scene could be seen even from several hundred li away. It was too terrifying. Such a large claw truly seemed like the hand of the heavens that could obliterate everything in the world.
The old saint from the Extraordinary Warrior Manor roared angrily. He opened his mouth and let out a long roar. The clouds in all directions moved, and a silver-white true dragon sprayed out from his mouth and nose. This was his innate origin essence energy. It entered the clouds and slashed towards that large black hand.
"So powerful. It seems like your cultivation is unfathomable to stop three ancient saints. Let me see how long you can last!"
This was a saint king. He coldly spoke in the void, causing the great dao to rumble and the heaven and earth to tremble. His body turned into a hazy streak of light. He took a step forward and slapped towards Ye Fan and the Rainbow Altar.
"Ah …" The old saint from the Extraordinary Warrior Manor was so angry that his hair stood on end. He shouted loudly and the space between his brows opened. A vertical eye appeared and shot out a beam of divine light towards this saint king.
Honglong!
The most terrifying thing happened. The fifth ancient saint appeared. Another person came. Even though he wasn't a saint king, he was still powerful enough. He stomped down towards Ye Fan with the intention of crushing him to death.
"You all are intolerable bullies. Intruding into my Extraordinary Warrior Manor and acting wantonly, are you trying to provoke an all-out war between the ancient race and the human race?" The old saint was like an old lion. Anger was written all over his face.
Without a doubt, these people were here for Ye Fan. They wanted to kill him and snatch away this Rainbow Sacrificial Altar for the ancient race to use.
"Heh, the human race's saint physique won't live past today. Old fellow, don't protect him anymore. It's not worth risking your life for a dead person. Moreover, your Extraordinary Warrior Manor won't be able to protect this Rainbow Altar. "
The ancient race saint said coldly. His voice was filled with ruthless killing intent.
"This old one will fight to the death with you all!" The eyes of the old saint from the Extraordinary Warrior Manor were red. There seemed to be endless resentment in his heart as he wanted to fight to the death with these people.
Honglong!
The void broke open, and the sixth ancient saint appeared. His body was enveloped in tens of thousands of divine halos. There were divine wings on his back, and he was incomparably resplendent. This was a saint king!
"You alone won't be able to reverse the situation. If you continue to struggle like this, you will only die in vain!" the newly appeared saint king said calmly.
Ye Fan stood on the altar and shouted at the six ancient saints, "A group of despicable ancient saints. You all have no sense of honor. For a mere Dao Severing expert like me, you actually mustered such a large force. Six saints came together just for me. Don't you all feel ashamed?!"
"Just an ant. If it wasn't for a Great Sage who divined a wisp of the future and felt that you might be a character, we wouldn't have moved for you," an ancient saint said coldly.
"You all are still afraid in the end. If you have something to say, come at me alone!" Ye Fan roared.
"Killing you is as easy as slaughtering a chicken," an ancient saint said coldly. An Ancient Saint coldly said. A large purple hand reached down from the dark clouds and slapped toward his body.
This hand was too big. With a rumbling sound, the entire sky seemed like it was going to collapse. Every purple scale on it was several zhang long, and it was extremely terrifying.
"Master!" Ye Tong and the others saw it clearly from the distance. They all cried out in horror. They knew it was over! So many ancient saints took action, and there was no lack of saint kings among them. How could the old master of the Extraordinary Warrior Manor block them all by himself? It would be difficult for him to protect Ye Fan.
"Dammit, the saints of the ancient races have taken action, and there are so many of them at once. It's difficult for Ye Fan to survive. What should we do?!"
"Truly shameless. There are actually so many ancient saints taking action together. They don't have the slightest bit of humanity. They want to eliminate my human race's sacred physique and disregard all rules. How hateful!"
Regardless of whether it was Ye Fan, Li Tian and the others, or the famous figures of the Extraordinary Warrior Manor, they were all roaring in anger. They were filled with unwillingness and anger.
With so many ancient saints arriving, it was clear that they didn't want to give Ye Fan any chance of survival. At the same time, one could see how much they feared the human race's sacred physique. They feared that he would grow up and walk the path of the strongest refinement, ultimately confirming his dao and returning.
And now, they attacked powerfully and without the slightest restraint. They wanted to eliminate him and completely strangle him while he was still in the cradle of growth.
"If you want to walk the path of the strongest refinement, go reincarnate into a good body in your next life. There's no hope for you in this life!"
During these few months, the ancient races didn't make any movements because they couldn't find traces of Ye Fan. However, they had long since learned that he would walk this ancient heavenly path, and thus they attacked.
The sacred physique was one of the strongest physiques in the cosmos, and the ancient races were deeply apprehensive about it. Some extreme royal races couldn't tolerate him becoming a saint, and they even more so didn't want him to become a saint in the future.
"Dammit!" A famous elder from the Qishi Manor clenched his fists and spat out large mouthfuls of blood. This ending made him so depressed and sullen that he couldn't bear it.
"Master!" Hot tears welled up in Ye Tong's eyes. He couldn't help but roar in anger and wanted to rush over. However, he was firmly held back by the Black Emperor, who told him to endure and take revenge in the future.
"If Ye Fan is unwell, I will pay a visit to these ancient saints one by one on the day I become a saint!" Li Tian said coldly.
"Master, don't die …" Little Baldy cried loudly.
These people were completely in despair. The ancient saints had all arrived, and there were so many of them. How were they going to stop them?!
"Don't worry." Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out. A figure walked out from the sealed stone room in the distance.
He approached and rubbed Huahua's little bald head. "Don't cry." He helped her wipe away the string of tears on her face.
The group of people were all dumbfounded. The person who came was precisely Ye Fan, and that stone room was the one he and the old master had entered not long ago.
"This … What's going on? You are Ye Fan, but who is that person on the Rainbow Altar?" A few of the famous elders from the Qishi Manor were somewhat stupefied.
"I need an explanation!" The Black Emperor bared his teeth.
"Now, we only need to watch the show." Ye Fan smiled and looked toward the depths of the Qishi Manor. There, a great battle was unfolding.
They knew that since Ye Fan was here and there was no danger, it was obvious that all the ancient saints had been tricked. They were definitely going to suffer a great misfortune!
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