"Don't act rashly. The situation in Yan Capital is complicated now. My every move will be watched. Don't act now," Ye Fan said.
He was most concerned about Ruthless. That kind of inheritance was too powerful and terrifying. If this kind of inheritor grew up, he would definitely become a great enemy in the future.
Flowers bloomed with a single thought, and a king descended. This represented Ruthless' unparalleled power in the past. With this technique and the unparalleled Thousand Transformations Saint Art, he could kill all heroes in the world.
It was said that Ruthless had created a supreme secret technique that could kill kings. He was peerless in the world, and the legends alone were enough to make people tremble.
"He gave birth to a divine fetus in his old age and reborn in his old age. This is too terrifying. Doesn't it mean that he has experienced two emperors?" Li Heishui was speechless.
"It's said that he lived the longest. Is he still alive?" Tu Fei also had doubts. His grandfather had the ancient Sky-Swallowing Demon Jar. As he learned more about Ruthless, he felt his heart beat faster. He felt that it was a hot potato.
"Impossible. If he was still in this world back then, the Great Lord of No Shi would have definitely had a battle with him that would shake the ages." The Black Emperor muttered.
"Did none of the ancient emperors survive? They were all extremely talented and looked down on the past and present. I don't believe that they all passed away," Pang Bo said.
"If he didn't die, I would have dug up his training field and dug up his grave. With his personality, he would have jumped out and skinned me alive," the large black dog muttered.
They were speechless. After thinking about it, it was true. If he was still alive, why would he let the Sky-Swallowing Demon Jar fall apart and scatter in the world instead of keeping it in his hands?
Ye Fan felt the pressure. The Sky-Swallowing Demon Technique corresponded to all kinds of secret techniques, and the Indestructible Heaven Art was even more mysterious. Even the Black Emperor didn't know what kind of amazing technique it corresponded to.
'I need to go to the Saint Cliff and find the third secret of the Nine Secrets …' Ye Fan had this thought.
Although he had learned the Dao Scripture and the Western Emperor Scripture, they were all mental cultivation techniques of a certain secret realm. They weren't complete scriptures, and they didn't contain any supreme techniques.
At this moment, he seriously felt that he lacked secret techniques. Just having a powerful mental cultivation method was far from enough.
Fortunately, the Battle Saint Technique was unparalleled in the world, and the Saint Energy was number one in terms of offensive power. It was capable of countless transformations, and could evolve into countless killing techniques. Otherwise, he would have a hard time dealing with his nemesis.
"Have you found out the whereabouts of the Godking?" Ye Fan asked.
In the past, when he crossed over from the northern region, he had made an agreement with a few people. If he healed his wounds of the ways, he would definitely cause a disturbance so that they could search for supreme Godkings.
"No, it's like a stone sinking into the sea. There's no news at all. I've asked the bad guy Jiang to ask. His grandfather Jiang Yi went to the Jiang family, but he didn't get any clue," said Tu Fei.
Li Heishui also sighed. "The Eastern Barren Land is just too big. Finding a supreme Godking is easier said than done."
Ye Fan frowned. He had narrowly escaped death and finally managed to obtain a perfect immortal medicine, but he had no way of finding the Divine King. This gave him a headache.
"Don't worry. If the Jiang family has any news, we will know immediately," said Li Heishui.
Ye Fan was indebted to the supreme Godking. He didn't want to see the Godking fall, so he wanted to find a way to revive him. Now, he saw the light, but he couldn't do it.
"I think the Godking hasn't passed away yet. After all, Tingting is with him. When he feels that he doesn't have much time left, I think he will send the little girl back to the Jiang family," Pang Bo deduced.
Ye Fan shook his head and sighed. "This is what worries me the most."
He was very worried that the Godking would use his last bit of power to change Tingting's fate and use up the last hope of revival.
This was very likely to happen. Ever since the Godking disappeared with Tingting, Ye Fan had such a thought.
The Godking had lived a sad life. If such sad news came out, it would be very sad and make people cry.
At this time, the outside world was shaken. Many important figures went to Taixuan and the Star Peak.
No one didn't care about the inheritance of the ruthless great king. If it was true, it would be a catastrophe. It would be an unbearable disaster.
Everyone in the world looked over. It was even more than when the Saint Physique had broken the curse. People from the great sects had come.
Ye Fan had succeeded. He had shifted people's attention. He didn't need to be afraid of a dying Saint Physique. However, the inheritance of the most ruthless man in history was different.
He finally smiled. The stars had moved, and the disaster had been shifted. Everyone had their eyes on another person, and they had started to search for the successor of the ruthless man.
Hua Yunfei had disappeared, and everyone was searching for him. Although they didn't have any evidence yet, he had become the enemy of the entire world.
"This is a good move. Hua Yunfei is more useful alive than dead. He can replace Ye Fan to bear this burden!" Tu Fei smiled.
"That's right. Push him out. Little Ye can cultivate in peace and accumulate power. When those people come back to their senses, it will be too late." Li Heishui also laughed.
"Don't be blindly optimistic. The more I hear, the more I feel that Hua Yunfei isn't easy to deal with. He is cunning and ruthless. Such a person won't die easily. Don't be forced to become the second ruthless man," warned the Black Emperor.
Pang Bo smiled. "In the future, we can plan at ease. This time, we will push out a ruthless man. Next time, we will push out a Wu Shi."
The outside world was in an uproar, all types of discussions covering heaven and earth. Ye Fan could finally relax for a period of time.
In the next few days, he continued to search for the little girl. He had to find her. Otherwise, he would feel sorry for his own conscience.
However, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. He couldn't find a single clue.
"Ye Huiling should come out soon. She heard that I'm safe and sound. She will come for the holy fruits."
Ye Fan took out the holy fruits and distributed them to them. The Black Emperor was drooling. His old habit of being greedy appeared again. He started to steal from his own people.
Fortunately, Li Heishui and Tu Fei understood him and reacted quickly. Even though they were bitten a few times, the fruits were saved.
"Damn, this damned dog is too hateful. Everything else is good, but his bad habit of stealing treasures is incurable!" The two of them cursed.
"Am I that kind of person? I just wanted to test your reaction speed." The large black dog was so shameless that it made people speechless.
At first, they didn't want it because they understood that they needed to combine all kinds of holy fruits to create a perfect Immortal Divine Medicine. They wanted to use this to save the Divine King and Little Ting Ting.
Ye Fan still insisted on giving one to each of them. However, he didn't take it himself because it was just enough. He needed a Deity Root to make up for it.
After several days, they still couldn't find the little girl. Ye Fan felt uneasy, afraid that something unexpected would happen.
In the end, he and Pang Bo left the Yan Capital to see some old friends. They were classmates who had come to this world with them. If there were no accidents, they should still be in the Yan Territory.
Their first stop was naturally the Spirit Ruin Paradise. The two of them had lived here for almost a year. Everything that had happened in the past was still vivid in their minds.
However, when they arrived here, they heard the grievous news. Their classmate called Zhang Ningfei had died.
That year, Ye Fan and a total of 13 people had been brought out of the ancient forest by Vivian. The six Blessed Lands had each taken two of them as disciples.
The Spirit Ruin Paradise had taken Pang Bo and Zhang Ningfei as disciples. Ye Fan had only followed Pang Bo here. He wasn't a true disciple because he had been found to have a Desolate Ancient Trash Body.
After coming here, Zhang Ningfei had been taken away by his master to cultivate in seclusion. Ye Fan and Pang Bo had only seen him a few times. They didn't expect that when they returned, this classmate had already been buried for more than a year.
"Let's fill up his grave." The two of them were a little sad. They had come to this world together, but they never thought that someone had already passed away. They would never see him again.
Zhang Ningfei wasn't killed by a cultivator. A year ago, he had gone to pick a spirit medicine and was torn to pieces by a beast. He had died a terrible death.
"I still remember when we graduated. After you got drunk, you cried and laughed, talking about your ideals and regrets …"
"After coming to this world, we didn't get to meet for a long time. In the end, we didn't get to see you one last time."
The two of them poured wine on his grave and were silent for a long time. This was the world of cultivators. Everything was extremely cruel and full of hardships.
When the two of them returned to the Spirit Ruin Paradise, many people didn't even dare to breathe loudly. The two Spirit Ruin leaders were very nervous. Even he was only at the First Heaven of the Holy Zhi Palace. He was afraid that the two of them would be angry and punish him.
"There's no need to be like this. Ling Xu has done us a favor. His accident has nothing to do with the Spirit Ruin Paradise."
Nearly six years had passed. They were already cultivators of the Four Levels Hidden Realm, enough to look down on the entire Yan Country.
The Eastern Barren Territory was too big. The Spirit Ruin Paradise was the lowest level of cultivation. Cultivators at the First Heaven of the Holy Zhi Palace were already the top cultivators of the Yan Country. If they were cultivators of the Four Levels Hidden Realm, they could dominate dozens of countries.
Dozens of countries might have a medium-sized sect, but hundreds of countries might not even have a large sect. In the vast Eastern Barren Territory, there were countless countries.
Elder Wu Qingfeng was invited, but the Spirit Ruin Paradise leader was still a little worried. He knew that the two of them were indebted to this elder.
In fact, other than seeing their classmate, Ye Fan and Pang Bo mainly wanted to see this old man. He was the one who had led the two of them onto the path of cultivation.
After several years, Elder Wu Qingfeng had aged a little, but he was still in good spirits. He was very happy to see them.
"Child, I heard about you. Your Great Path injury …" The old man sighed.
"It's fine. He's very tough. He'll make it through this. Don't worry," Pang Bo said with a smile. He could not tell the truth because the stakes were too high.
"I didn't expect you to have such achievements. You can compete with the Sons of Saints." Elder Wu Qingfeng was very excited. One of them was his disciple.
The two of them stayed with Elder Wu Qingfeng for a long time. Then, Ye Fan left behind several catties of divine spring with a divine root soaked in it. Only then did he leave. After today's parting, it might be difficult to see him again …
They walked far away and found the old man still standing at the mountain gate. His white head, his back that was no longer straight, and his skinny figure. The old man seemed to have been petrified as he watched them leave.
This might very well be the last time they met. Ye Fan and Pang Bo were also very sad. They turned around and bowed deeply before rushing into the sky.
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