The so-called Holy Weapon was the limit of what a weapon could achieve. There were only a few of them in the entire Eastern Wasteland, and they could be counted. They all came from the hands of ancient Holy Emperors.
How many great emperors had there been since ancient times? Those that were recorded in the ancient books were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. As a result, there were only a few Extreme Dao Weapons.
The earthy gray pot was excessively simple, but it possessed great power. Under the joint power of Green Flood Dragon King and Tu Tian, it devoured heaven and earth, collecting everything.
Kacha!
In the sky, there was an Eight Trigrams Furnace that was the size of a small mountain. Flames overflowed into the heavens, blocking in front. However, it couldn't stop the clay pot at all, releasing cracking sounds.
"Boom!"
The huge furnace cracked open all of a sudden. Flames filled the sky, wreaking havoc in all directions. Unfortunately, it only fluctuated for a moment before it was all sucked into the clay jar.
This was already the ninth weapon of the supreme elders that had been destroyed. In the face of extreme dao weapons, there was nothing they could do but shatter.
The earthy gray jar looked ordinary, but it was a Saint Weapon forged from the flesh and blood of an ancient emperor. Its power was immeasurable. If not for the lack of a seal, the enemy would have been destroyed long ago.
"Let's see how long you can last!" The Green Flood Dragon King shouted. Together with Tu Tian, he activated the jar again.
On the other side, an ancient cauldron floated up and down. Streaks of dragon patterns appeared on its surface, its style simple and unadorned. Chaotic mist gathered around it.
This was a replica of the Dragon Pattern Cauldron from the Yaoguang Holy Land. It was controlled by an extremely powerful old man, who was trying his best to fight against the earthy jar.
However, a replica was still a replica. Even though it had been refined by this great elder for hundreds of years, it was still unable to withstand the Saint Weapon of an ancient Great Emperor.
With everyone working together, this Dragon Pattern Cauldron replica only lasted for seven or eight minutes before it started shaking. The dragon patterns on it all fell off, and its luster dimmed.
Kacha!
The Dragon Pattern Imitation Cauldron finally couldn't hold on any longer. Cracks appeared on its surface, about to shatter and be devoured by the jar.
"Old Tu, your Holy Weapon is just too powerful. I am willing to pay any price to exchange it with you. You can take everything I have right now." The Green Flood Dragon King sighed in admiration and spoke like this.
"In this life, I will rely on it. I will not exchange it with anyone." Tu Tian flatly refused.
At that moment, people from the Yaoguang Holy Land all looked pale. Their weapons were all broken, and they couldn't hold on any longer.
Extreme weapons were terrifying. Unfortunately, the Dragon Pattern Cauldron of the Yaoguang Holy Land was the most precious treasure of the Holy Land. It could not be taken out easily. Otherwise, they would not be in such a passive position.
On the other side, the Peacock King was fighting Sacred Lord Alkaid. They passed through the 108 worlds and were on par with each other.
The sun and moon lost their radiance, and the world lost its color. The magical powers of the two mighty beings overflowed into the heavens, and with a roar from the distant sky, the mountains on the ground shook until they crumbled.
Ye Fan was dazzled. The weapon of the extreme way shocked him. The people of the Yaoguang Holy Land were going to die because of this clay pot.
He wasn't in a hurry to leave. The Green Flood Dragon King and the others had the absolute upper hand. If he killed the group of old antiques and was freed up, then Wavering Light Saint Sovereign wouldn't be able to survive.
Right now, he could seek refuge with the Peacock King and the others. He would no longer need to flee.
"Genius bro, in our line of work, we have to be loyal..." Tu Fei also flew to the edge, landing by Ye Fan.
Yao Guang Saintess didn't chase after them. Everybody could see that the big characters of the Yaoguang Holy Land weren't in a good situation. They were subdued by the holy weapons of the Great Ancient Emperors. Their bodies and souls could be destroyed easily.
Although the Yaoguang Holy Land had a profound foundation, it was too late to cross the void.
Boom!
The sky was shaken. People screamed and beasts roared. The armored horsemen broke the dome of the sky, grumblingly approaching.
It seemed like a flood had arrived from the horizon. The murderous aura shot up into the sky. A big flag fluttered in the air, which had a big character: Jiang!
The Jiang family of the Remote Antiquity had arrived. They were one of the rulers of the North Region, which was much stronger than the Yaoguang Holy Land in this area.
"Fellow Daoists of the Yaoguang Holy Land, our Jiang family is here to help!"
Hundreds of armored horsemen arrived with some big characters in the middle. Their fighting will shot up into the sky like a surging tide. The icy aura sent chills down people's spines.
"What bad luck!" Tu Fei cursed.
In the sky, the Peacock King, the Blue Flood Dragon King, and Tu Tian changed their faces. Now, the powerful Jiang family had come to help, which made their plan fail.
The Yaoguang Holy Land's cultivators shouted in unison. Until now, many of them had died. They were about to be defeated. Suddenly, a new force came, which cheered them up.
"Genius bro …" Tu Fei turned around and found that Ye Fan had run away a long time ago. In just a blink of an eye, he had disappeared. Tu Fei was a little dumbfounded. He shouted, "Hey, genius bro, people in our line of work shouldn't be so disloyal."
Ye Fan didn't dare to linger. He knew his own strength. If he stayed here, he would only be cannon fodder in the battle between the Holy Land and the Great Bandits.
This was a group of strong warriors. None of them were weak. Those with a low cultivation base had been killed in the chaotic battle. Blood mist hovered, and the battlefield was very tragic.
Boom!
Their rear shook violently. The battle had reached its climax. The Blue Flood Dragon King and Tu Tian were determined to kill a group of strong warriors at any cost.
The Peacock King's eyes were sharp. His murderous aura shook the entire area. He turned into a five-colored peacock, tearing the sky and earth apart.
Behind them, the entire area was boiling. The sky and the earth seemed to be about to be destroyed.
Ye Fan was as fast as lightning. Like a jet of light, he crossed the earth. He used his mysterious footwork to the extreme, disappearing in a blink of an eye.
"I will come back later …" He disappeared into the vast land.
He needed to find a place to cultivate and increase his competence. He shouldn't get involved in the battle.
The reddish-brown land was boundless. There were no plants or water sources. There was only emptiness and silence.
Seven or eight days had passed. Ye Fan didn't know how many miles he had traveled. Not to mention an oasis, he didn't even see a leaf.
Ye Fan let out a long sigh as he left the area. From now on, he would be free to do as he pleased. He would no longer be restricted.
The Yaoguang Holy Land was based in the South. Even if the Saintess knew he was in the North, she couldn't send enough people to track him down.
The Thirteen Bandits were their biggest trouble. To guard the Source Mine, they had to spend a lot of energy and couldn't take care of anything else.
"I need the cultivation method of the Holy Palace's Secret Territory …" Ye Fan said to himself.
This was his biggest goal in coming to the North. Now that he had reached the Nirvana Realm, time waited for no one. He urgently needed the Jasper Lake Heart Technique.
Thinking of this, he felt a headache. He felt like he had given himself a huge problem. Dreams were beautiful, but it was difficult to actually put them into action.
"The most effective method is to kidnap a Jasper Lake Goddess from the Holy Palace's Secret Territory and ask her for her cultivation method."
However, the consequences of this would be very serious. He had only learned one of the Ji Clan's secret techniques and hadn't cultivated the Void Ancient Scripture, but he had already brought disaster upon himself.
If he really kidnapped a Jasper Lake Goddess and cultivated their secret techniques, it would be a huge disaster.
In the past, there had been people who cultivated the Sacred Lands' Ancient Scriptures, but in the end, they were either killed or had their sects destroyed. All traces of them were erased.
The Sacred Lands and the Clans of the Ancients valued their Ancient Scriptures more than anything else. No matter who learned it, they would use all their power to kill them.
"I've set a huge problem for myself …" Ye Fan rubbed his temples. If he had a choice, he really wouldn't want to take on such a challenge.
"The Jasper Lake Goddess can marry someone, but it's said that the conditions are very strict …" He thought of Elder Wu Qingfeng's words.
How could the high and mighty Jasper Lake Goddess marry a small cultivator like him?
Time was tight. It was difficult to find the time to slowly get close to the Jasper Lake Goddess. This path was very difficult.
"Do I really have to be a big devil and steal a Jasper Lake Goddess?" Ye Fan was really in a difficult position.
He didn't want to be an enemy of the Jasper Lake, but he really wanted their Heart Technique.
"What conditions do I need to become the son-in-law of the Jasper Lake …" Ye Fan's imagination ran wild.
"Maybe there's still some time to buffer." He thought of Elder Wu Qingfeng's words. Many of the great cultivators of the ancient times only cultivated one secret realm, and they could also cultivate to the extreme.
"There must be many secrets in the Sea of Reincarnation that haven't been unearthed. Maybe I can cultivate again and leave enough time to get close to the Jasper Lake Goddess."
Ye Fan felt that the most important thing now was to improve his strength. He had to think of all possible ways. He didn't want to be a devil unless he had no other choice.
After thinking about it carefully, he thought that he had to prepare for two things. Either way, he had to have the strength of a devil and be able to defeat the Jasper Lake Goddess in the Holy Zhi Palace secret realm.
Ye Fan didn't want to cultivate in this area. He felt that it was still not far enough, so he continued to run into the distance. Along the way, he would stop and blast open the reddish-brown ground in search of Source Stones.
However, he didn't gain much. He didn't find many Source Stones along the way, so he didn't grasp the gist of ore finding.
After more than ten days, Ye Fan finally found an oasis and saw signs of human life.
"I've been running with secret arts all along the way. Although I stopped and walked, I'm afraid I've already traveled 70,000 kilometers. I've only seen signs of human life after walking for so long …"
Such a vast area had long surpassed all the continents on Earth, which made him sigh.
"Countless years ago, this land was flourishing with vegetation and races. Tyrannical humanoid figures split the sky with their bare hands, and all kinds of temples were erected on the land. What happened that caused the northern region to become a barren land?"
Ye Fan didn't stop and continued to run forward. He only stopped on the 20th day and decided to find a place to cultivate.
Along the way, he saw oases ranging from several kilometers in radius to thousands of kilometers in radius. They were all over the reddish-brown ground.
The people of the northern region were fierce, and he saw many bloody incidents. For the sake of fighting for oases and to occupy Source Stones, battles broke out from time to time.
Ye Fan didn't enter any of the oases. In the end, he settled down in an empty desert. He cut open a stone mountain and opened up a cave abode, starting to cultivate inside.
He took out the Pristine Jade Bottle, and colorful Source Stones fell before him. They were dazzling and bright, illuminating the cave abode.
Preliminary estimates showed that these Source Stones added up to about 60 kilograms. This was a huge fortune that could increase his strength.
Ye Fan started to cultivate and prepared to break through.
The so-called Nirvana Realm was a realm of transformation. Legend had it that ancient powerhouses who cultivated the Sea of Reincarnation alone would undergo a transformation of nine lifetimes and nine deaths.
In the end, they would break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, returning to the perfect state. The moment they came out of seclusion, the clouds moved in all directions and strange phenomena shot into the sky.
Of course, this was the result of many years of cultivation. Some people even cultivated their entire lives for this. It wasn't something that could be achieved overnight.
The cultivation of a single secret realm not only required a powerful mental cultivation method, but also some ancient secret arts to complement it. Ye Fan didn't know much about them, so it was impossible for him to compare with the ancient powerhouses.
In the next seven days, the cave abode was filled with dense spiritual energy. All kinds of strange scenes appeared in Ye Fan's Sea of Reincarnation. Green lotuses trembled, golden seas surged, blue skies weaved with lightning … His transformation began.
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