"This …"
His heart skipped a beat. This was the old skin of the Source of God. There was a subtle connection between the two.
"Maybe the Sword Qi formed by the Source of God won't shatter the stone clothes." With this thought, Ye Fan immediately took action.
When the Solitary Sun was formed, the Source of God transformed into a shocking Sword Qi. He extended the stone knife.
In an instant, he felt a huge impact, like a raging river crashing against a wooden raft. The stone knife did not shatter, but it almost flew out of his hand.
Ye Fan was tongue-tied, he sighed, "The relationship between all living things is too mysterious. The sword energy formed by the peerless divine source is unstoppable, but it is harmless to the stone skin that wraps around it."
Other than the Yuan Taoist Master's lineage, no cultivator would know of such a restraining relationship. The Divine Diagram of Nature, which even top cultivators could not do anything about, could be broken just like that.
"So, a thousand years ago, the ancestor of the Zhang Clan really walked in …" Ye Fan really hoped that the other party did not go too far. That way, he could have a chance to find him.
His life was the most important. This was his bottom line. If there was real danger, he could only give up. He could fight for opportunities, but not his life.
In front of the Divine Diagram of Nature, there was a thick layer of bone dust. Who knew how many cultivators had been crushed here over the years.
As for the dozens of skeletons behind him, the fact that they could be preserved was enough to show how powerful they were. They were definitely peerless cultivators. Even the Sword Qi in the Tai Chi Diagram could not shatter them.
"I remember that many of the skeletons in the Bronze Divine Palace had a jade-like luster, and there is one here …" Ye Fan turned around and looked at the silver skeleton.
He could not calm down. That was definitely a peerless cultivator from the Eastern Barren Territory, but he died here. He was very shocked.
"Sometimes, just having great power is not enough. I need the right method."
Ye Fan waited for half an hour until the Solitary Sun reappeared. He took off the stone clothes and tried again. Finally, he was sure that he could pass.
"Below this place, there is a Source of God. Unfortunately, it has formed the Divine Diagram of Nature. I can't even dig it up."
An hour later, Ye Fan adjusted himself to his peak state and prepared to cross the terrifying Divine Map.
"I wonder what kind of place lies behind this Divine Map. It should be at the bottom of the Purple Mountain, right?"
The instant the solitary sun rose, he turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed forward. The exceptional sword qi was resplendent and shot from the extreme of Yang to the extreme of Yin, enveloping the entire divine diagram. Tens of thousands of sword rays shot out.
However, when it came into contact with Shi Yi, the Sword Qi turned into a ripple and did not penetrate it. The rock skin of the Source of God really did have a spiritual nature. It emitted a gentle holy light and protected Ye Fan safely.
"Whoosh!"
He passed through the wave-like curtain of light and came to the other side. He crashed into the stone wall with a bang.
At the end of the Ancient Mine, there was a purple stone wall blocking the way.
"Purple Mountain!"
Ye Fan knew that he had finally arrived at the bottom of the Purple Mountain. After looking around for a while, he did not find anything out of the ordinary. He took out the golden book and split open the purple boulder, walking deeper.
He was surprised to find that as he moved forward, the tunnel behind him closed quickly. The Purple Mountain seemed to be alive, and the broken parts were quickly restored.
Ye Fan felt something was wrong. He went back and soon rushed out again.
"It's not as bad as I thought …"
In the end, along the way, Ye Fan left many imprints of his Divine Sense as a mark. He continued to dig into the Purple Mountain and moved forward.
"Boom!"
After the last loud sound, his vision became hazy. In front of him, there were azure jade stairs and white jade doors. A magnificent building appeared.
He finally arrived at his destination and entered the Purple Mountain.
Ye Fan did not act rashly. He quietly sensed here and did not sense any fluctuations of life. Then, he went up the stairs.
This was a cave residence carved in the Purple Mountain. He walked up the azure jade stairs and entered the white jade door. It was very quiet, as cold as the Moon Palace.
"There are nine dragon veins in total, which means there should be nine entrances to the Purple Mountain."
"In addition, there must be a living primordial creature inside. The Divine Source recorded in the ancient mine should be here."
Ye Fan's heart was pounding. That creature from hundreds of thousands of years ago was too terrifying and powerful. Only a Great Emperor could suppress it.
This palace was empty. There was nothing left. It was all carved out of ancient jade. There was not a word left behind.
Ye Fan took out the Emperor Jade he had obtained and hung it on his body like a jade pendant. It should not have any bad effects.
The palaces and pavilions were all carved out of ancient jade. They could be called exquisite jade palaces. Ye Fan walked around but did not find anything strange.
Finally, he saw more than ten blood jade stairs at the end of this building. They led to a deep cave residence.
"This exquisite jade palace is just a door. This is the passage to the depths of the Purple Mountain …"
Ye Fan walked forward. After a short distance, he suddenly saw a line of words on the purple stone wall.
"Divine King Jiang Taixu entered the Demon Mountain by mistake and decided to take a look!"
Ye Fan was quite shocked. A Divine King of the East Wilderness had actually been here and walked in!
"His surname is Jiang. He is most likely from the Jiang family of the Remote Antiquity …"
These words were written with great force and contained a kind of Dao Realm. It made one feel as if the aura of a God was circulating, as if a God King was standing before them.
"This is probably a Divine King of the East Wilderness!" Ye Fan's heart trembled. He muttered to himself, "Otherwise, he would not have been able to force his way through the naturally formed divine map with absolute strength."
Ye Fan caressed the words with his hand and felt that they were carved at least four thousand years ago.
He took a few steps forward and saw another line of words. It was carved: Rogue Cultivator Li Mu explored the Demon Mountain.
Ye Fan was surprised. This line of words should be even older. Looking at the gray marks, it must have existed for at least ten thousand years.
"This is definitely a powerful rogue cultivator!"
Five steps away, a line of delicate words was like a lotus in the water. It was fresh and fresh as if it was alive.
"Jade Lake Saintess Yang Yi is looking for Zhang Lin. She stayed before entering the Demon Mountain."
Ye Fan was very surprised. Even the Jade Lake Saintess had been here before.
"Zhang Lin … Isn't the first ancestor of the Zhang family called Zhang Lin?" Ye Fan was tongue-tied. The Yuan Taoist Master had a good relationship with Jade Lake, and the Saintess was his confidante.
"Could it be the Jade Lake Saintess from ten thousand years ago?" Ye Fan sighed in his heart. That Saintess traveled all over the Northern Region and finally disappeared. Unexpectedly, she came here.
"She was loyal to the Yuan Taoist Master. What a pity …" Ye Fan did not know what happened to the Divine King Jiang Taixu and the rogue cultivator Gu Tianshu, but he was sure that the Saintess did not come out. Otherwise, she would not have disappeared. He said, "You built a cenotaph for Zhang Lin. Who built a tombstone for you?"
After walking 40 or 50 steps forward, Ye Fan saw more than 30 lines of words. Some of them were very old and had disappeared in the East Wilderness for tens of thousands of years.
Among them, the oldest line of words was even engraved with an age. After careful calculation, it was more than 70,000 years ago.
Finally, Ye Fan saw a line of words that were not deeply engraved. It was obvious that the person's cultivation was not strong enough to be compared to others.
"This kind of engraving can't be too old …" Ye Fan looked at it carefully. It was clearly written: After the Yuan Taoist Master Zhang Lin, Zhang Jiye left it before entering Mount Emperor.
Only he called this mountain Emperor Mountain. The others called it Devil Mountain.
"Yes, it's him!"
Ye Fan was sure that it was Zhang Wuye's ancestor. This kind of engraving was about a thousand years old.
"His cultivation is really not high. I hope he doesn't go too far. Otherwise, I can only retreat."
Seeing that the words left by these people all contained Taoist Connotation, Ye Fan knew that this place was more terrible than he had imagined. He had a feeling that these strong people did not come out alive. They all died inside.
"In these endless years, a total of 37 people have left their engravings here …"
After careful comparison, Ye Fan thought that the person named Gu Tianshu from 70,000 years ago was the most powerful, followed by the Divine King Jiang Taixu from 4,000 years ago.
"Gu Tianshu's engravings have been left for 70,000 years, but the Taoist Connotation is still lingering. I really don't know how terrifying he was. He was even stronger than the Divine King."
However, he was not so shocked because Crazy 'Ole was such a person. He had killed a Divine King in the advanced level. The Peacock King said it himself, so it should not be false.
The third strongest among them was Yang Yi, the Jade Lake Saint. Those words seemed to have a life of their own, swaying like lotus flowers.
The weakest was naturally Zhang Jiye. He was an Origin-Seeking Master. The others entered with their own strength, but he entered with his stone clothes.
"Zhang Jiye, Brother Zhang, don't go too far. Both of us came in through trickery. Hurry up and let me find you."
Ye Fan muttered to himself. Many strong people called this place the Demon Mountain. He did not think that he could be stronger than them.
"The only thing that makes me feel at ease is that Brother Zhang's cultivation is really not that great. I'll be fine as long as I can be stronger than him."
The purple cave residence had a complicated terrain. It looked like a natural cave, but it also looked like an ancient mine left behind from the excavation of the source vein.
Inside the purple mountain, misty purple splendor flowed. It was not very dim, but it gave people a feeling of haziness.
Ye Fan walked forward, passing by several abandoned mines. For some reason, he felt his heart palpitate more and more.
Right in the depths of the purple mountain, there seemed to be a terrifying demonic power summoning him. He could not resist it and could not help but walk in a certain direction.
"How could this be!" Ye Fan bit his lips to keep himself awake. At the same time, he activated the mysterious method recorded in the Taoist Scripture.
"What on earth is inside this purple mountain?" At that moment, Ye Fan's Sacred Body of the Ancients showed its extraordinariness. The green lotus in his body swayed, and the three leaves seemed to give birth to all things. They emitted a mysterious splendor that shrouded Ye Fan.
At the same time, spots of light flowed on the stone clothes, showing its spirituality. The demonic summoning suddenly weakened.
"It's over. Brother Zhang from a thousand years ago must have been summoned inside. It's going to be harder for me to find the Tome of the Origin of Heaven."
A bad feeling rose in Ye Fan's heart, and a strong sense of unease surged in his heart.
"That kind of demonic power, could it be emitted by a primordial creature?"
The purple cave residence had countless caves that were very irregular. Ye Fan almost got lost, but he gritted his teeth and continued forward for a while.
He hoped that Zhang Jiye's strength was weak and that he could not go far.
At that moment, the green lotus in Ye Fan's Sea of Sufferings appeared on its own for some reason. It accompanied him and shrouded him in a misty fog.
"It seems that I've entered a place of great evil. My body was stimulated, and this is why I reacted like this."
Not long after, Ye Fan found seven skeletons in a row. All of them shone with a jade-like luster. It was obvious that they were left by peerless powerhouses.
Without exception, the cause of their deaths was the same. There were clear finger holes in their skulls. They were killed with a single blow, and their consciousness was shattered.
"This is …" Ye Fan turned around and left.
Over the endless years, a total of 37 people had entered this place. Seven of them had died here, and this was only the periphery. It was too dangerous.
He came here to fight for opportunities, not to risk his life.
"Zhang Jiye's cultivation is low. Why haven't I seen his corpse? The bones with the jade-like luster can't be him."
Suddenly, the demonic summoning power became stronger. Ye Fan quickly ran back.
"There's no need to run. You're safe for now …" An abrupt voice rang in Ye Fan's ears, shocking him.
"Who … are you?"
The voice came from another direction. It was not the demonic power in the depths of the purple mountain. It was extremely weak, as if it could die at any moment.
"Speak. Who are you?" Ye Fan asked.
"Divine King … Jiang Taixu." The weak voice was almost inaudible. It was not coherent at all.
However, in Ye Fan's ears, these five words were as deafening as heavenly thunder.
A large success Divine King … he was still alive!
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