The tavern was very quiet. There were no other customers. Zhang Wenchang had aged even more. His eyes were dim as he stood there woodenly like a scarecrow without a heart.
He was lifeless and there was no light in his eyes. He was bullied and humiliated by others. Life was not going his way, but he was always silent. His world was dark.
"Useless old man, did you see the Saint Body before but didn't tell us?" a young man asked coldly.
"No," Zhang Wenchang replied woodenly. There was a trace of sadness in his eyes. He was filled with depression.
"Is he really dead? If that's the case, then it's too easy for him." Another young man was very unhappy. He glared at Zhang Wenchang and said, "If you dare to lie to us, you will be in trouble!"
"A few months ago, he fought against the young king of the Central Plains. However, he hasn't shown up for three months. Many people say that he is already dead."
Ji Hui sneered and said, "He is definitely not dead. Three months ago, he appeared one and a half million miles away. His goal is obviously to come to the Yan Kingdom. This is the only place where he has met."
"Great grandmother, you always say that he is not dead, but why hasn't he shown up?" A young man was confused. He was Ji Hui's direct descendant.
"This brat is very cunning. I think he has returned long ago. He just hasn't shown up yet." Ji Hui's eyes were sharp as she stared at Zhang Wenchang.
"He is going to die anyway. Why should we make such a big fuss? There is no need to make such a big fuss over a dead person." A grandnephew of Ji Hui said.
"This little bastard burned half of my body. I only recovered after cultivating in seclusion for more than a year. If I don't skin him with my own hands, how can I vent my anger?" Ji Hui slammed her dragon-headed walking stick on the ground. Then, she sneered meaningfully and said, "Different civilizations will collide and create dazzling sparks. For cultivators, if his experience is imprinted, it will be a supreme experience."
"Ancestor, what are you talking about?" A few young people of the Ji Family didn't understand.
"You won't understand even if I tell you!" Ji Hui's face turned cold, and she didn't say anything else.
Not far away, Ye Fan's heart trembled. The upper echelons of the Ji Clan must have known that he came from the other side of the starry sky. Otherwise, they wouldn't have said such a thing.
When they were in the Northern Region, Ji Haoyue had revealed similar information. He had hypothesized that if the Divine Body was not from this world, could it break the curse?
"But, if we kill him, that person from the Jiang family … we can't afford to offend him," a middle-aged man in his forties said with a worried expression.
"Who said I was going to kill him?" Ji Hui's face was gloomy. She revealed a cruel smile and said, "He is going to die anyway. Isn't it too easy to kill him? I want to slowly peel off his skin, pull out his bones, and refine him well."
"Old fart!" In the distance, Ye Fan sneered.
"Even if that's the case, I'm afraid that it will still provoke that person. It's better to think thrice," advised the middle-aged man.
"I know what I'm doing. I won't kill him. Even if something goes wrong, it has nothing to do with the clan. I will take full responsibility," Ji Hui said coldly.
The middle-aged man stopped talking because Ji Hui's father was an extremely powerful Great Elder. Even the Saint Lord of the Ji Clan had to be wary of him.
He had already heard the secret. The Divine Body came from an unknown place. Everything he experienced was a supreme experience for cultivators. These were mostly revealed by the Great Elder.
"The Ultimate Divine King of the Jiang Clan might not be in this world anymore …" A young man sneered, lacking respect.
"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense!" the middle-aged man scolded.
Even though he also thought that Divine King Jiang had most likely passed away, the older generation still had scruples. They were afraid that the Divine King would come back. The more powerful one was, the more scruples they had.
"What's the point of guarding this half-crippled old man? The Divine Body obviously won't come." A young man glanced at Zhang Wenchang, pushed him to the side, and said, "Get lost. Can't you see that I'm walking over?"
Zhang Wenchang stumbled and almost fell to the ground. His temples were white, and crow's feet were piled up at the corners of his eyes. His body was very thin, and he hit the table heavily to stabilize himself.
He stood to the side in a daze and said nothing. He was extremely depressed. There was a trace of sadness in his eyes as he silently endured all of this.
Ji Hui's expression was cold as she said, "The Divine Body must have come a long time ago. He is proficient in Genesis Techniques, so he must have changed his appearance. He doesn't have much time left, so he will come to see his old friends."
"But if he doesn't show up, there's nothing we can do," a young man mumbled.
Ji Hui glanced at Zhang Wenchang in disdain and said to the young men, "Cut off one of his arms, but don't take his life. His experience is also a supreme experience. If that little bastard still doesn't show up, then cut off one of his legs. Let's see how cruel he can be and how long he can endure. "
Ye Fan had never hated a person so much. He wanted to cut Ji Hui into eight pieces and nail them on the city gate of Yan City for everyone to see.
He was already very tough, but at this moment, he was furious. He clenched his teeth so hard that they were about to break. He walked out with the God Beating Whip on his back and forced his way into the tavern.
He couldn't just watch as Zhang Wenchang's arm was chopped off by someone else. He had already done his big thing. He had picked the sacred medicine and successfully walked out of the forbidden ancient land. He no longer had any scruples in the Southern Region, so he revealed his true face and walked over.
"Ji Hui, you damned old woman!" Ye Fan's voice was really cold and it terrified one's soul.
Everyone on the street felt the temperature drop rapidly. The invisible killing intent made them shiver uncontrollably. They felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts, and their teeth and lips were trembling.
"Little bastard, you finally dare to show up. I should have cut off one of his arms earlier. Otherwise, you would have come out long ago." Ji Hui's eyes were cold. She suddenly stood up with the help of her dragon-headed cane.
The others from the Ji Family were shocked. They stared at the green-clothed youth in front of them. Was this the saint body? It was the first time for many people to see it.
Everyone on the street was shocked. All the cultivators rushed over and quickly surrounded the tavern.
"The saint body is actually not dead! Didn't they say that he died three months ago? "
Everyone was incomparably shocked. This was an explosive piece of news that quickly spread. More and more cultivators rushed over. It was as if tens of thousands of people had turned out, and everyone in Yan City was alarmed.
Not long after, countless cultivators rushed over.
"Is he the saint body? He caused a great stir in the north region. Even the sect master of the Central Plains was alarmed. But he looks like a young man!"
"Everyone is saying that the youth surnamed Ye has been dead for three months. Why did he appear again?!"
…
Many cultivators of Yan City rushed over and were all discussing.
Ye Fan was wearing a green robe. His hair was black and his eyes were clear. He looked very delicate. It was hard to associate him with the golden blood energy and the flesh that was comparable to a real dragon.
In the tavern, Zhang Wenchang's dim eyes lit up. He was very anxious and shouted at Ye Fan: "Quickly leave!"
"Old trash, what are you shouting for?" A young man from the Ji Family shouted. He pushed him and made him tumble down between the tables and chairs.
Ye Fan's expression suddenly became cold. He stared at the young man and said: "I will kill you first!"
"Such a big tone. Little bastard, since you came today, don't think about leaving!" Ji Hui said in a gloomy tone.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan suddenly disappeared and reappeared in front of Zhang Wenchang, sucking him into the pristine jade bottle. Then, he pointed out with a finger, and with a pu sound, a hole was pierced through the forehead of the young man next to him.
He said he would be the first to kill this man, and he really did it with one strike!
This young man screamed. His eyes were filled with fear. Blood and brain juice flowed out of his forehead at the same time. He fell straight to the ground and died.
Ye Fan disappeared in a flash. He left the tavern and coldly stared at those people. His movements were too fast. No one could react.
"Great Void Technique!" Everyone exclaimed.
The secret technique Ye Fan used was the Ji Family's Great Void Technique. He was even better at it than the Ji Family. He was invisible and appeared in the void. It was impossible to defend against!
"Don't let him escape!" Ji Hui's face was ashen.
She hated Ye Fan to the core. More than a year ago, Ye Fan burned the Ji Family's Great Elder to death and even burned half of her body. She was almost crippled. She always wanted to take revenge. She had completely forgotten the cause of all this.
"Escape? I don't even have that thought. If I don't kill you, why would I leave?! "Ye Fan's voice was cold.
In the tavern, a few silhouettes appeared silently. They were all powerful elders of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. These days, they had been hiding here just to stop Ye Fan.
"You are all Ji Hui's nephews, right? I will kill you one by one. I want her to watch!" Ye Fan stared at the young people in the tavern.
At the same time, a resplendent mark rushed out of his body. It was as deep as the sea. It was majestic and filled people with reverence.
"That is … the mark of the Deity King!"
"Heavens, is the Deity King not dead yet?"
Everyone cried out in surprise. They were all in disbelief.
This was naturally Ye Fan's intention. He wanted to intimidate them so that some living fossil would not jump out. In reality, this mark had nothing to do with the Deity King. He had strengthened it himself. He did not know whether the Deity King was dead or alive.
"Shua!"
Ye Fan disappeared and disappeared into the tavern. An elder of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm tried to stop him, but he was not as fast as Ye Fan.
"Pfft!"
Ye Fan slapped Ji Hui's great-great-grandson into pieces. He died on the spot. Then, in a flash, he appeared on the street again.
"You …" Ji Hui was furious. This was her direct descendant. She loved this child very much, but he was beaten to death by Ye Fan.
"Don't you like to kill me? Today, I will kill you and let you have a taste of it! "Ye Fan's lips curled into a mocking smile.
"Let's kill him together!" Ji Hui was so angry that her body was trembling. She was so angry that even her fingers were shaking.
However, the elders of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm did not dare to kill him. They rushed over to suppress Ye Fan first.
However, they had underestimated Ye Fan's strength. They could not catch his figure at all. Crazy 'ole's footwork represented the world's fastest speed.
"Shua!"
Ye Fan entered the tavern and picked up a young man. He twisted the young man's neck and said coldly, "Is he your grandnephew? I heard about him just now."
"Let him go!" Ji Hui screamed.
"Okay, I will give him to you!" Ye Fan nodded in agreement.
"Spare me! This has nothing to do with me!" The young man shouted.
"Pfft!"
Ye Fan slapped the young man's head into his chest and threw it to Ji Hui. He then rushed to the next person with a cold smile.
"Quick, kill him!" Ji Hui's hair was disheveled. She waved her dragon-head crutch and rushed forward.
A few elders of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm moved out together, wanting to stay by the side of the youths and protect them.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan stretched out his golden hand and sent one of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm's Elders flying away. Then, he grabbed another young man who was so scared that his legs went limp.
"Ji Hui, old hag, take this!"
"Pfft!"
The young man's head split open and he threw it in front of Ji Hui.
"Little bastard …" Ji Hui was flustered and exasperated. The young man was also her descendant. Her whole body was trembling.
Ye Fan killed one person every ten steps. He did not attack Ji Hui. He had been enlightened by the words of this damned old woman. Sometimes, torturing a person was much scarier than killing them.
"Pfft, pfft …"
The young men in the inn were killed by Ye Fan. He did not show mercy to them. He saw how they treated Zhang Wenchang. There was no need to show mercy.
"Old hag, it's your turn now!" Ye Fan said coldly.
The few elders of the Ji Family who were in the Dragon Transformation Secret Grounds could no longer keep their composure. Ye Fan had started a massacre here, yet they could not stop him. This was a shameful matter.
"With us here, you'd better keep your arrogance to yourself!" Several people shouted in a cold voice.
"What's so great about the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm?!" Ye Fan was unmoved. He took big steps forward.
"Kill him!" Ji Hui's hair was disheveled. She was about to go crazy.
A few elders of the Dragon Transformation Mystic Realm stood behind her, protecting her. If she were to be killed, they would lose face.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan exploded with a terrifying wave. Chaotic Green Lotus, Immortal King Descending to the Ninth Heaven, and other phenomena appeared at the same time.
"Kill!"
Ye Fan snatched a golden spear and pierced it forward. No one could block it. He broke through the limit of his speed.
"Pfft!"
He pierced through Ji Hui in an instant. She was unable to block such a peerless sharpness.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan's entire body shone with boundless radiance. The golden radiance burned fiercely like divine flames. He was like an ancient war god, causing people to tremble uncontrollably.
"You … put her down!" The elders of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm rushed over.
Ji Hui didn't die. She struggled on the golden spear, trying to break free.
Ye Fan took big steps and rushed towards the city gate. When he was still a few hundred zhang away, he fiercely threw the golden spear. The golden spear transformed into a golden light and pierced through the sky with Ji Hui.
"Pfft!"
The golden spear was like a golden lightning. It pierced into the city gate and trembled. Ji Hui was nailed to the top.
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