The thirteen mounts of the Heavenly Emperor arrived. The strange beasts they rode were all mystical, either roaring towards the sky or surging with divine multicolored light. Their scales were dense, their wings glaring, and they swallowed clouds and spat out mist like dragons soaring into the sky.
The street was shaking, as if a torrent of steel was rushing over. It was as if an earthquake had occurred in this area.
The majestic Pi Xiu, the nine-headed Golden Scaled Divine Python, the Azure Dragon that swallowed the heavens... each and every one of them was divine and terrifying, filling this place and surrounding Ye Fan.
The thirteen mounts of Heavenly Wasteland sneered again and again, as if they were hunting from all sides. Several people stepped out and shouted as they circled around him.
The entire street was in chaos. Many people had gathered over to watch this disturbance. Perhaps an astonishing battle would occur.
Ye Fan held his spear horizontally, facing these terrifying mounts alone. There was no emotion on his face, only a cold and exuding killing intent.
"Heh, you really want to fight with us? Since that is the case, then make your move. Let me see your abilities."
"I'll let you have ten moves, I'll take your head within fifteen moves!"
Two of the mounts were especially domineering. Their mounts neighed, their steps causing the street to rumble and sparks to fly in all directions. They continuously ran around Ye Fan, as if they had trapped their prey.
Ye Fan's gaze was intimidating as he swept his spear across them. These people acted tyrannically, but they did not attack him immediately. Instead, they wanted to provoke him and make him attack.
Evidently, they wanted to make use of the city's rules to provoke him first and then draw him into attacking. They would then carry out a 'defense' and reasonably kill him.
"What, are you afraid? Are you afraid? Since you don't dare to attack, then quickly scram and make way!" One of them berated. His eyes were cold. As long as Ye Fan dared to attack, he and the other person would mercilessly kill him on the spot.
"What are you barking for? If you want to die, then come over. I'm waiting for you guys to attack!" Ye Fan's words were sonorous. His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it spread throughout the entire street.
Many people's expressions changed. Ye Fan was alone, yet he was able to oppose them with equal harshness. He was powerful and fierce, shocking many people.
The Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland were definitely seeded experts. Along the way, they had already alerted the ushers. They fought bloody battles along the way, never tasting defeat, and arrived at the number one city of the human race.
These people were feared by all sides. Many people listed them as one of the most terrifying competitors. Now that they were stirring up trouble, they naturally attracted attention.
"The Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland are seeded experts. It's clear that they're sizing up their competitors one by one and starting with them."
"Who is he? Which star field does he come from? His temperament is extraordinary. Can he really fight against a talent from the Ancient Star Field of Infinite Desolation?"
"A total of four hundred and thirty-seven people entered the city. There are not many who can fight against the thirteen steeds of Heaven Wasteland. Look, their leader has a holy beast mount."
The number one of the Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland had his eyes closed the entire time. He did not take this matter to heart, as if he was an outsider. His upper half of his bronze-colored body was bare, and beneath him was a gray wolf that was filled with a torrential blood qi.
"I heard that this person's cultivation has reached the acme of perfection. Some of his provocations and forceful words and actions are all to train the weaker Divine Knights."
"Scram, or fight? Hurry up and decide. Otherwise, don't surround me! "Ye Fan spoke. He did not take the initiative to attack because he did not want to leave behind any evidence. However, he did not want these people to look good either.
Everyone was dumbfounded. This person was definitely incisive and even more powerful than the thirteen steeds of the Sky Emperor. Did he really want to shed all pretense of cordiality and fight?
The two mounts of the Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland that were running around Ye Fan stopped. The two people on top of them had ashen expressions, and their eyes were filled with killing intent.
They wanted to legally kill Ye Fan, but they never thought that he would have the guts to do so alone. They wanted to make the first move and then kill him!
"Even if I give you a chance to defend yourself, can you kill me?" One of them laughed coldly.
"Then come and try. I don't mind chopping off your dog head!" Ye Fan said unyieldingly. The black spear in his hand flickered with black light. He raised it up and pointed it at this person's throat. The divine radiance at the tip of the spear flickered unsteadily.
When these words were spoken, the entire street immediately erupted. The male on top of the Scarlet Scaled Horse was truly too forceful. His tattered battle clothes were stained with blood, and he was as terrifying as a god of death.
"He's going to fight the Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland to the end!"
"His future path might be dim from now on. No matter how strong he is, he might not be the opponent of the thirteen steeds."
"Who is he?"
Many people were stupefied at first, and then they broke into an uproar.
The two people from the Thirteen Steeds who were stirring up trouble were naturally furious. These words were too ear-piercing. For them who had always been domineering, this was a type of humiliation.
A divine pot appeared above one of their heads. It swallowed and spat out the essence of heaven and earth. The fluctuations were like a tsunami, and it was going to suck Ye Fan inside.
"Old thirteen!" An expert on a mount in the distance glared at him, telling him to put away the divine pot.
"You must not start a fight in the city. I remember two years ago, there were two seed level experts who were arrogant and unruly because they had reached the sage realm. They disregarded the city's rules, and in the end, they were both beheaded." The natives in the city reminded.
"Who is causing trouble? Could it be that you want to break the rules of this city?" A group of soldiers arrived from the distance. All of them wore black heavy armor and held iron spears in their hands. They were as oppressive as a mountain, giving off a terrifying pressure.
"Old twelve, old thirteen, stop messing around. Hurry up and find a place to stay." The number two figure of the Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland spoke.
They had just entered the city, so no one was willing to break the city's rules and anger the envoy. Otherwise, they would definitely not have a good ending.
The number two figure of Heaven Wasteland City was riding on an azure dragon. He wore azure gold battle clothes, and even his head was covered. Only a pair of eyes were exposed outside the armor. His eyeballs actually had no pupils, and the azure light was terrifying. It was filled with a type of demonic nature.
That azure dragon let out a low roar. Holy might pervaded the air, startling many strange beasts in the vicinity. They almost fell limp onto the ground.
"It's a holy beast!"
Everyone was shocked. Apart from the leader of the Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland, the mount of the number two figure had also reached the sage realm.
"Roar …"
A series of roars could be heard. Some of the strange beasts on the street were all startled, struggling one after another. The unicorn closest to Ye Fan even sent its master flying. Its entire body flourished with brilliance, and it stood up like a human, stomping on Ye Fan's body.
It was obvious that all of this was caused by the mount of the number two figure of the Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland. The True Dragon was the lord of all living creatures, and the azure dragon had a thin amount of dragon blood within its body. Having reached the sage realm, it could naturally control other beasts of lower realms.
"Pfft!"
Ye Fan brandished the dark golden spear in his hand, using it as a long blade. He hacked the unicorn into two halves on the spot, and the two halves flew forward.
"You …"
The Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland were furious. The two halves of the unicorn's corpse fell in front of them, and blood splattered everywhere. It penetrated the protective light screen of the twelfth and thirteenth brothers, and sprinkled onto their bodies. Dirty blood flowed everywhere.
The atmosphere at the scene immediately became tense. Seven or eight of the thirteen steeds turned around and surrounded Ye Fan, ready to attack at any time.
"Stop, I'm warning you, whoever dares to make a move will be dealt with as violating the city's rules and killed without mercy!" the group of soldiers roared.
They were also trial takers on the path to the strongest. Although they had failed, they had walked very far and were more qualified than the people present, so their strength was naturally not weak.
"He provoked us and stained our bodies with the beast's blood!"
"He blocked the road on the street and then offended us. He should be killed!"
The two people at the back of the Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland criticized, demanding that Ye Fan be dealt with according to the city's rules.
Ye Fan said, "Someone disturbed the unicorn and attacked me. I was defending myself."
"It has nothing to do with me. The mount was startled and even sent me flying," the owner of the unicorn said with a pale face.
…
This group of soldiers had all experienced this along the way, so they naturally knew what was going on. There were no casualties, and they didn't want to interfere too much. They warned the crowd to disperse and not to get entangled.
There was such a disturbance as soon as they entered the city. A tense atmosphere pervaded the air. Everyone was on guard against each other, afraid that someone would take advantage of them.
Ye Fan found an inn and paid a piece of divine source to stay inside. Longma gritted his teeth and cursed the Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland. It was a pity that he couldn't make a move.
Although the inn was expensive, it was worth the money. There were pavilions in the backyard, a small bridge over a flowing river, and a garden design. The scenery was beautiful.
He was preparing to conserve his strength because there would definitely be a fight after entering the trial field. There would definitely be a fierce battle with the Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland.
"Who are you?"
Ye Fan, who was meditating, opened his eyes and looked into the courtyard. He saw a person sneaking in from the courtyard beside him with strange footwork.
"Shh, lower your voice. Dao brother, I'm here to sell secret manuals," a thin and withered middle-aged cultivator said.
"I don't need it," Ye Fan said. Longma's expression was also unkind.
"You've misunderstood. This isn't a scripture in the ordinary sense, but a secret manual that can protect one's life. It introduces some matters of the trial field." This was a native. His cultivation wasn't weak, and he actually started this kind of business.
"This kind of thing has probably already violated the city's rules. I believe the guide wouldn't sit by and watch injustice happen," Ye Fan said.
The person who came laughed dryly. He was rather straightforward, and then left.
That day, apart from this kind of secret manual, there was another type of secret manual that was sold. On it, a few formidable figures among the trial takers were listed, and it secretly caused a great commotion.
The tense atmosphere became even stronger. In the hunting war that was about to begin, everyone already felt the suffocating feeling of the calm before the storm.
The next day, a piece of news shook the entire city. A seed-level expert had fallen, and he actually died in his residence. He was ruthlessly killed by someone.
"What happened? Who killed him?"
The soldiers surrounded that place, yet they couldn't immediately apprehend the murderer. This gave rise to a great controversy.
"You all just don't know. There have always been unsolved cases that couldn't be investigated, and in the end, it was left unsettled." The native said.
"How could it be like this? Even the guide couldn't find the murderer?" The crowd was discontent.
"Many experts come from the boundless cosmos and the vast star domain. Many of them are inheritances from ancient secret lands, and there are some strange forbidden secret techniques that not even the powerful guide could find clues to."
As a result, the cultivators in the city became even more cautious. They were on guard against each other, no longer trusting anyone.
It was because it was rumored that this was a saint who had cultivated for more than two hundred years. His cultivation was profound, and he was one of the front rank figures among the four hundred and thirty seven individuals. However, in the end, he died mysteriously.
An undercurrent was surging, and killing intent was everywhere. Everyone sensed that something similar might happen again.
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