Ye Fan was startled. Someone actually asked him for the Myriad Qi Cauldron, and with such an excuse. It was really surprising.
The leader was a grey-haired old man. He was tall and wore a robe embroidered with a purple silk eight trigrams. There was a wooden hairpin in his grey hair bun. There were some wrinkles on his face, and his eyes were lead-grey. His expression was cold and stern, giving people a hard feeling.
There was a group of people behind him. There were old women, middle-aged men, young girls, and children. They were all cultivators. Such a large group of people walking over was quite imposing.
This palace hall was grand and magnificent. Those who could enter and exit were all of extraordinary status. Since they dared to come here to interrogate, it was obvious that they had some confidence.
"Saint physique with the surname Ye, return my clan's treasure cauldron. It doesn't belong to you!" A young girl shouted. She was beautiful, but at this moment, she was full of hostility.
"That's right. That is my clan's celestial item. You can't take it for yourself." Another man echoed.
A large group of people stood behind the old man. All of their expressions were cold and did not have a trace of kindness. It was as if they were asking for a debt from a villain. There was indifference and ruthlessness on their faces.
Ji Ziyue did not know whether to laugh or cry. She knew better than anyone how the Myriad Qi Cauldron came about. These people were too clumsy in extorting others. Wasn't this robbery?
She had a good temper. She smiled and said, "You keep saying that this cauldron belongs to you. Based on what? Do you know its origin?"
"How can we not know? Our ancestor was left by the Great Emperor." The leading old man said. His lead-grey eyes flashed with cold light.
Ye Fan's expression changed. He put away his smile and revealed a serious expression. He thought of some legends. Could it be that group of people?
The Dragon Horse, on the other hand, did not have such a good temper. It was rather violent because it really hated this kind of people. They were unscrupulous to the point of taking advantage of others. It made the Dragon Horse want to slap them and turn them into mush. It shouted, "You even want to snatch the Cauldron of Myriad Qi. How can you say that the Bell of Beginning and the Tower of Desolation belong to your family?!"
Pang Bo and Ji Haoyue also came forward and prepared for battle. Based on their intuition, they felt that someone was looking for trouble. They came with ill intentions. There would most likely be a bloody battle.
"Who are these people? He actually wants to fight for the Source Root of Myriad Qi. Isn't this request a little too much? "
"There are really all sorts of extraordinary things happening these days. Even if this cauldron is a supreme treasure that is unparalleled in the world, there is no need to use such an excuse to fight over it, right?"
There were many cultivators in the jade buildings, and when they saw this, they were shocked. They began to discuss in low voices. They didn't recognize this group of people.
However, Ye Fan was frowning. He did not immediately reject these people because he thought of some past events.
Back when he was roaming the Northern Region, he had been to Vicious' dojo and seen the secret land where the Black Empress was trapped. He had also been to the place where the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar had appeared.
Be it the Black Emperor or Duan De, both of them had told him some secrets. The Vicious bloodline did indeed have descendants. This was a fact.
Back then, when Vicious disappeared, his Heaven Devouring Demon Jar was passed down to his descendants. However, it was a pity that no matter how great a legacy was, there would come a time when it would fall. Vicious' lineage was trapped in a few training grounds in the Northern Region, and in the end, it fell into decline and completely disappeared.
It was originally a great legacy, but unfortunately, due to various reasons, it was brutally destroyed.
Some said that Vicious' murderous intent was too strong back then and harmed the harmony of the world. In the end, her descendants were cursed by the Heavens, and that was why this lineage quickly declined.
Others said that Vicious was extremely talented and had killed a saint with a body of flesh and blood. She even entered the Seven Great Forbidden Grounds and killed the unparalleled existences inside, thus creating a great grudge. When she was alive, the world naturally submitted to her and all living things were silent. Not a single person dared to challenge her, and the entire world crawled beneath her feet. She could be considered the only ruler since the ancient times.
However, once she passed away, the result would be different. Whether it was the saint who received the protection of the Heavens and transformed into flesh and blood, or the supreme beings in the forbidden grounds, they would all come out for revenge. They would destroy her training grounds and kill her descendants.
Therefore, even though the Vicious bloodline had the heavenly technique and the Heaven Devouring Pot, they were ultimately defeated and erased from the world. Later on, Duan De went to pay his respects and searched through all kinds of ruins, finally digging up the Heaven Devouring Pot.
Ye Fan stared at these people and the old man in the lead. He wanted to see if they had cultivated the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art or not, but he didn't gain anything.
"Are you the descendants of Great Monarch Vicious?"
"Since you know, then hand over the Myriad Qi Cauldron." The young men and women responded with cold expressions.
"Is this true?" Everyone was in an uproar. Everything they saw today was too unbelievable. Vicious shook the past, present, and future. Were these her descendants?
"Impossible!" Pang Bo shook his head and walked into the starry sky. He had heard many rumors about the Great Empress. How could a vicious person have descendants?
"You are all lying. The Empress has never married." Ji Ziyue blinked her large eyes and her expression turned cold. As a woman, she naturally admired and respected the beautiful Vicious. She hated these people who spoke nonsense for the sake of seizing the weapon.
Vicious looked down on the past and present. After Di Zun, she was one of the few people who were honored as the Celestial Emperor. The South Mountains Celestial Emperor's name shook the world. Until now, there was a lot of evidence that pointed to him being a vicious person.
Of course, this was only a title that people respected for a period of time. It wasn't his true title.
In any great era, in any great turmoil, those who fought the world with their own strength, shocked the past and present, and created unprecedented events would inevitably be respected as the Celestial Emperor for a period of time.
"Vicious naturally didn't like any man. She has never married in her life." Ye Fan shook his head and explained to everyone.
Vicious was all alone. When she was young, she depended on her brother, but soon, her only relative was taken away by the Yuhua God Dynasty, leaving her alone. She had once been a little beggar and wandered around. Later, she was raised by someone in a mountain village.
After she achieved the Dao, when she looked back, she only felt sad and rarely happy. Her descendants weren't of her bloodline. It was the young men and women of this village who left her legacy to them.
Everyone was stunned. For a moment, they were filled with emotions.
And these were the historical truths that Duan De and the Black Emperor pieced together. As for the truth, Ye Fan couldn't say whether it was right or wrong. Vicious' life was shrouded in fog. It was difficult for the future generations to truly see through her.
"Vicious has a mortal body. Back then, she was thought to be too ordinary and didn't have any cultivation talent. The Yuhua God Dynasty didn't take a fancy to her at all. I didn't expect that … it was precisely because of this that the extraordinary Great Empress appeared."
"Sacred Body of the Human Race, are you going to return it or not?" Behind the gray-haired old man, a few young men shouted with cold expressions. It was as if they were really asking for their own things on behalf of their creditors. They were already a little impatient.
"In that case, you guys are the descendants of that village. Didn't they say that this lineage disappeared? Even the Heaven Devouring Demonic Pot was buried in the yellow soil? What evidence do you have?" Ye Fan asked calmly. He was sure that these people didn't cultivate the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art and didn't have that kind of aura.
"If a random person jumps out and says that he is the son of Great Emperor Wu Shi, the son of Emperor Qing, and the grandson of Di Zun, can he also inherit everything from them?" Pang Bo sneered.
Everyone roared with laughter.
"Exactly! Could it be that if someone stands out and says that he is the grandson of Di Zun, he can rule over all of us? The entire universe will revere him as a supreme deity?"
Quite a few people cursed silently. Many people directly shouted out, full of disdain.
"As her descendant, I naturally have some evidence. Come and take a look." When he spoke up to here, the gray-haired elder unfolded a painting scroll. On it was a Heaven Devouring Pot that released immortal might. Strand after strand of black radiance seeped out, so blinding that one couldn't open their eyes.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. This was just a painting scroll. That humanoid and graceful pot was vivid and lifelike, as if it had life and was about to walk out.
This was strand after strand of emperor might!
"Is a painting scroll left behind by your ancestor still not enough?" The gray-haired elder said.
There was a woman on the painting scroll. Her beautiful hair was tied up high, dignified and solemn, beautiful to the extreme. The Heaven Devouring Pot was held in her palm, strand after strand of black radiance erupting.
This left everyone shocked. This really seemed to be the work of an emperor!
In the ancient times, when an ancestor was about to pass away, they would all erect a portrait for their descendants to admire. The demonic pot indicated that it came from the hands of a great emperor, so it was clearly a vicious person.
"Is this what a vicious person looks like? It is rumored that no one in the later generations was able to see his true appearance from the stone engravings of the historical remains. "Everyone was stupefied, their hearts shaken. They all raised their heads, their eyes staring unblinkingly.
"This was left behind by the ancestor. Can it be used as evidence?" The elder in the lead's gray eyes released radiance.
Ye Fan said, "If you are the descendant of a vicious person, why don't you go to the Eastern Wasteland to find the Heaven Devouring Pot? Instead, you care more about my All Life Energy Cauldron?"
"I will naturally make a trip to Big Dipper." Someone replied.
Ye Fan didn't pay them any attention. He walked up, avoiding the strand after strand of black radiance from the demonic pot. He only stared at the woman in the painting for a long time, his Heavenly Eye continuously flowing with golden multicolored light.
"This isn't the vicious great emperor. This woman doesn't have that kind of style. Her appearance and temperament are both different. I have seen her hazy figure in the lightning tribulation before. This was drawn by the later generations and added to it, standing side by side with the pot!"
Ye Fan solemnly told them the truth while glaring at them.
"What a joke! How could it be drawn by the later generations? The demonic pot has the seal of the emperor's prestige. How could it be fake? If it wasn't left by the ancestor, who could have gotten it?" The old man sneered.
Pang Bo stood out and said, "It's ridiculous. Let alone the fact that you guys aren't the descendants of the vicious great emperor, even if you are, you don't have a reason to come and take it. There are so many treasures in the ancient times. Once one person gets it, it can't be changed in the future, right?"
"The most despicable thing is that you guys are pretending to be the descendants of the vicious great emperor. It's too despicable!" Ji Ziyue also scolded them.
At this moment, Longma looked like he was possessed by Duan De, Black Emperor, and Tu Fei. His saliva splashed as talismans flew out of his mouth. He scolded and cursed loudly. His voice and saliva had turned into the Dao principles, making clanging noises. In other words, he was a spitfire.
Ye Fan's eyes brightened as he gazed at the ancient scroll. His Original Heaven Eye wasn't different from the others. It was very special as it released a flow of principle to restore the truth.
The scroll changed all of a sudden. The woman disappeared, leaving only the Heaven Devouring Evil Jar. Moreover, a faintly discernible word appeared on the jar: Seal!
Ye Fan shouted, "What descendants? This is the seal drawn by the vicious great emperor. Most likely, you guys are the ancient devils of a territory that have come back to this world!"
Everybody was startled. The jar indeed had the word "seal" on the scroll. Wisps of emperor's aura emitted from it. Although it was about to fade away, it was very real.
"You've desecrated the portrait of my tribe's ancestor. You've destroyed her dharma body. You're wicked beyond redemption. Today, you must be punished!" shouted the old man.
Ye Fan's eyes brightened as he stared at the group and shouted, "No matter how well you disguise yourselves, you can't hide from my Original Heaven Eye. There's a terrifying energy fluctuation in your blood. It's not the bloodline of the human race. How could you be from the vicious generation? Most likely, you're from an enemy clan sealed by the vicious. Now that you've come out to take revenge on the vicious, you want to destroy everything she left behind. "
Everyone was in an uproar. Everything was in chaos.
"Human race's sacred physique, you deceived the world to gain fame. You're an executioner who has harmed many of our fellow daoists. Today, I will expose you as the greatest demon in this world." At this time, another group of people rushed over. The one in the lead was also an old man.
Everyone was dumbfounded. What was going on?
Ji Haoyue and the others were roused. This was clearly targeting them. Now, the reputation of the human race's sacred physique was resounding. How powerful was the alliance to dare to do this? One had to know that this was the last trial of the human race. It wasn't an ordinary place.
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