The golden desert shattered like glass. The sea of sand in front of them disappeared, and the faint silhouette of a mountain appeared on the horizon.
"This is …" They were all shocked.
"I understand now," the large black dog said. "As expected, it's the dao patterns on the shattered weapon fragments that are affecting the desert. We've put them away, and this corner of the desert has returned to normal. Presumably, the entire desert is like this as well."
This was a pleasant surprise. The Black Emperor and Tu Fei had obtained rare materials and broken out of their predicament. They walked out of the desert.
After walking for a dozen miles, they completely left the vast desert and came to the edge of the oasis.
It was late autumn, and most of the trees had lost their leaves. Only pine trees, green maple trees, and a few other trees were still green.
"What a big fat dog. We're in luck. Tonight, we'll braise black dog meat!"
In front of them, there were a few figures standing at the edge of the oasis. They were smiling strangely. They wore iron clothes that shone brightly.
"You two little bastards, leave behind all the Source Energies on you and scram!"
The black dog almost jumped up, but he didn't act up. He ground his teeth.
"Who are you?" Tu Fei's face darkened. As the descendants of a great bandit, this was the first time he was robbed.
"You came to the wrong place. Leave your Source Energies behind and get lost. You don't have the right to ask questions here!"
These people were very arrogant. They didn't care about the two humans and the dog at all.
"Of course, this dog has to stay. We'll have a good meal today." They laughed unscrupulously.
"Woof!"
The black dog couldn't hold it in anymore. He pounced and opened his bloody mouth to bite.
"This black dog is quite fierce, but it tastes better this way. They say that fierce dogs have delicious meat." One of them was dressed in a suit of silver armor, and he walked up to the large black dog before slamming his hand down onto its head.
Clang!
This slap was very solid. The black dog didn't even dodge. He had bones of steel, and his physique wasn't any weaker than Ye Fan's. It brandished its large claws, and with a pu sound, this person was slapped over on the spot. A terrifying bloody wound appeared on his body.
"This dog …"
The expressions of the people behind him changed. The large dog was clearly more powerful than the average dog spirit. A single swipe of its paw was enough to make a first Firmament Dao Palace cultivator vomit blood.
The large black dog had been enraged just then. Now, he had transformed into a streak of black light and was rushing back and forth at the foot of the barren mountain.
A pair of large claws waved, and those iron clothes were like paper, unable to block at all. With a kacha sound, these people were all pressed to the ground.
"You dare to eat me … There's no such person in this world!" Two wisps of white smoke rushed out of the large black dog's nostrils. These wisps of white smoke were formed from his fury.
The people on the ground had been arrogant at first, but now they all became more obedient. They knew that they had kicked an iron plate, and under the large black dog's sharp teeth, all of them began to wail in agony.
"Who are you? How dare you disrespect me?" Ye Fan and Tu Fei didn't need to ask anything as the big black dog was already roaring. He needed to vent his anger.
It stepped on their bodies, and every time its huge claws pressed down, they would howl.
Under the big black dog's roar, these people confessed everything. They were bandits in this area, and their forces weren't small.
Ye Fan instantly laughed and said to Tu Fei, "They are in the same line as you."
"Don't compare these immoral people to me. The real bandits only rob holy lands. They won't bully the weak." Tu Fei walked forward and kicked them hard.
Speaking of which, these people weren't weak. All of them were at the first Firmament of the Dao Palace. They were definitely not weak bandits.
"Only a few of you?" Tu Fei asked.
"We have a village with dozens of people. It's on the mountain in front of us." Under the large black dog's claws, these people confessed everything. They had come to the back of the mountain to bury Source and had coincidentally met Tu Fei's group.
Ye Fan instantly laughed. Tu Fei had helped him borrow 25,000 kilograms of Source, and then he had robbed 57,000 kilograms from Duan De. In total, he had more than 80,000 kilograms. He still needed 10,000 kilograms to fill three cubes.
Although he had a Divine Source, he couldn't estimate how much pure Source it was compared to.
"Dig out all of your Source!"
"You …" These strong bandits were angry, but they didn't dare to disobey. At the edge of the desert, they dug out a dozen boxes of Source.
When they opened these wooden boxes, they were all colorful and sparkling. There were at least 500 kilograms of Source.
"You guys are really good, comparable to a small sect. How many people have you robbed?" Ye Fan sneered. Without hesitation, he swept away the 500 kilograms of Source with his big sleeves.
"Leave half for us. Otherwise, we will be punished." The few of them cried, full of regret.
"You still have to hand it in?" Ye Fan was surprised.
This time, he personally interrogated them, using his strong Divine Consciousness to suppress them and get everything he wanted to know.
This province was called Anzhou, but it wasn't peaceful at all. It was a huge area, more than 8,000 miles wide. There were many bandits, and there were five famous groups.
The few people in front of him were under one of these bandits. Within a certain period of time, they had to hand in a certain amount of Source.
After Ye Fan used his Soul Consciousness to look through their memories, he pointed several times and ended their lives.
"These people should be killed. Their hands are stained with blood. They are a bunch of scum. They even kill mortals!"
To the bandits of Anzhou, this late autumn was a little cold. Within eight thousand miles, many bandits were robbed, and many leaders were killed.
In this season when the last yellow leaves fell, An Province's roving bandits underwent a great purge, even three of the five most famous groups wiped out.
For half a month, Ye Fan carried the God Striking Whip and swept through Anzhou, robbing all the bandits. To avoid being exposed, Black Emperor didn't show up. Tu Fei occasionally helped him.
Late at night, bonfires flickered. This mountain range was filled with the stench of blood. This stronghold was huge. It was the fourth stronghold of the five big bandit strongholds in Anzhou.
In the stronghold, there were a total of six powerhouses at the fourth Firmament of the Dao Palace holding down the fort. They were the toughest group of roving bandits. Ye Fan experienced a great battle and finally managed to kill them all.
The yellow leaves on the ground rustled in the autumn wind, and the bonfire crackled. Corpses were strewn all over the place, and blood stained the ground red.
Ye Fan didn't think that he would have such a big harvest this time. After he had purged all the big and small bandits within eight thousand miles, he had collected more than twenty thousand pounds of Source.
Late at night, the bonfires flickered. The goat legs on the wooden rack were grilled until they were golden and glossy. Next to them were several bottles of wine that exuded a tempting fragrance.
After dealing with the last group of bandits, Ye Fan and Tu Fei sat on the mountain, facing the moon and drinking. The Black Emperor was wolfing down the food. Of the four goats, three and a half were in his stomach.
"This time, I killed someone from the same profession as you." Ye Fan smiled.
"Don't compare them to me. I've never robbed ordinary people. I've never done anything evil," refuted Tu Fei.
Those bandits had robbed many oases. They had accumulated a lot, which was beyond Ye Fan's estimation. Now, he had collected one hundred thousand pounds of Source. Even if he didn't count the Divine Origin, it was enough.
After purging the bandits in this oasis, even Tu Fei was surprised that he had collected so much Source.
Ye Fan took a bite of the tender yellow goat leg, drank a mouthful of wine, and said, "According to this calculation, if I loot the bandits of the various oases one by one, even if it's five million kilograms of Origin Source, I can still gather it."
Tu Fei shook his head. "You're too optimistic. This oasis is special. I can feel that someone supports it. Otherwise, it wouldn't have so many bandits and Source."
"There's only one group of bandits left. However, I don't want to touch them now. I need to cultivate in seclusion. I've collected one hundred thousand pounds of Source. I can't linger."
Ye Fan drank the last mouthful of wine and threw the cup into the bonfire. "I'm going to disappear for half a month."
Tu Fei nodded. "You should cultivate in seclusion. I'll protect you. Anyway, you have to leave this place and find another place. I'm sure someone will support those bandits in case something unexpected happens."
"Kid, I still have a part of the one hundred thousand pounds of Source." The big black dog lifted his giant head.
"You greedy dog. When you stole the God Beating Whip, you gave it up. If you want it, this prefecture has one last famous place for bandits. When I get out of seclusion, I'll take you there to get the Source."
That day, Ye Fan started to cultivate in seclusion!
He chose a place deep inside a mountain range. He put the one hundred thousand pounds of Source into the cauldron. Then, he walked into the cauldron.
He thought that the Saint Body needed a massive amount of Essence Qi to break through at once. If it was too scattered, it wouldn't work. Thus, he put it in the cauldron.
Besides, the Black Emperor carved a Dao pattern for him. The jade stones around sparkled, changing the sky and earth and gathering the Essence Qi from everywhere.
In the depths of the mountain range, withered leaves were everywhere. The autumn wind was like a knife, cutting down the grass, cutting off the lush green and withering vitality.
For half a month, mysterious Dao sounds reverberated in this mountain range, as if someone was chanting the supreme scripture of the Great Path.
The Essence Qi from everywhere gathered like water, making the Essence Qi in this place like water. Many withered flowers and grasses broke out of the soil again. Endless vitality was restored.
It was a miracle. The Essence Qi was so dense that it made the plants bloom again. They sprouted and bloomed again.
The ancient cauldron was misty. Endless Origin Qi flowed and overflowed.
One hundred thousand pounds of Source was refined at the same time. What did it mean? One could clearly see the multicolored light inside the cauldron. Auspicious clouds were dazzling, and Ye Fan was completely submerged.
The West Emperor Scripture was indeed worthy of being called a supreme scripture. It effectively guided the rich Genesis Qi into his body like a tide.
Inside the Dao Palace, the five great divine treasures shook at the same time. The Passing Self and the Dao Self seemed to really exist. They moved heaven and earth and comprehended the nature of the Great Path.
Chanting for the me of this life, existing with heaven and earth, making a wish for the me of the present, connected with the Life Master, immortal in the present.
Regardless of whether it was the me of the past or the me of the present, at this moment, they were all moving the world of the Great Path, transforming themselves.
The sonorous voice of the Great Path resounded through the mountain range. It was as if someone was chanting the supreme scripture and explaining the wonderful principles of the Great Path.
However, it was difficult to truly distinguish the sound and understand the meaning. It was like the ancient emperors were chanting, or like the ancestors of ancient times worshiping the supreme Saint King.
Around the cauldron, withered trees sprouted, old vines turned green, and tender grasses broke out of the soil. Vigorous vitality reappeared.
The smell of the soil was mixed with the fragrance of flowers and grasses. The plants welcomed spring and grew again in the bleak autumn. The flowers were dyed with color again.
This was a new world. Life was growing. Tender green was tinged with yellow. Flower buds swayed. Everything was full of hope.
In the distance, Tu Fei was shocked. He said, "The chanting of scriptures in the Dao Palace is like the supreme Great Path. It can actually spread out and blend with the Essence Qi, giving the plants new life. This is really shocking!"
The large black dog was also watching and said, "Even in the ancient times, there weren't many people like this. To be able to do this at this cultivation level, the Sacred Body of the Ancients is really not simple."
On the 18th day, Ye Fan took out the grain of Divine Source. Because he was about to finish refining the 50,000 kilograms of Divine Source, he still hadn't advanced to the fourth heaven of the Dao Palace. He didn't want any accidents to happen and ruin all his efforts.
Divine Source was formed from the Essence Qi at the beginning of heaven and earth. It was the most original essence!
Although it was only one grain, the moment it was refined, a divine light shot into the sky. It was golden and dazzling, making it hard for people to open their eyes.
Swoosh!
Immediately afterward, the golden divine light flashed and disappeared, returning to the cauldron.
The most original essence of the world rushed into the Palace of the Holy Zhi, making Ye Fan's entire body shine. He was like a god that had existed for eternity.
In the Dao Palace, the sonorous sound of the Great Path became even louder, covering the entire mountain range. Many plants were in spring, and endless vitality appeared!
It was as if there really were ancient emperors discussing the Great Path and chanting the supreme ancient scriptures. It was also as if a Saint King had descended. Countless ancient ancestors were praying with great sincerity.
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