Central region, Fire Demon Ridge.
According to legend, a Holy Spirit of the Fire Tribe had been born here, and he was almost as powerful as an ancient emperor.
Unfortunately, it was said that he was killed by the ancient Celestial Emperor, and his body and soul were both destroyed.
Countless years had passed, and there were still some legends about him. All signs pointed to the fact that it was the Ruthless Emperor who killed him.
In the past, the Heaven Devouring Emperor had bathed the world in blood. Even though he had performed a great deed for the human race, it was not spread, and his achievements were erased.
Those who came later could only sigh and catch some clues. The Celestial Emperor had already passed away, and the past had become smoke.
The Fire Demon Ridge was boundless, and there were withered mountains and rocks everywhere. There were countless extinct volcanoes, and there was no vitality at all. Darkness and monotony coexisted, and even the sky was dusky.
Ye Fan and the large black dog arrived here. Their divine sense was like the sea as they explored the entire region.
However, the Fire Demon Ridge was too vast and boundless. There was not a single blade of grass growing on the withered mountains, and there was no end in sight. This was a barren land.
"In the past, there was endless divine fire underground, and a Fire Spirit was born. He turned from Dao to Demon, and was finally killed," the large black dog said.
He had seen the Ruthless Emperor's coffin in the Crow's Nest, and now that he had come to the place where he had performed a great deed, the large black dog was somewhat sentimental.
Only when the Nine Orifices Stone Golem reached great completion could they become a Holy Spirit. That was an invincible existence, and the Ruthless Emperor had actually killed a Fire Tribe Holy Spirit before, but it had not been passed down to the world.
Ye Fan's heart was also stirred. He stood in this ancient region and silently looked at the endless withered mountains, marveling at the battle prowess of the ancient Celestial Emperor.
The divine fire underground seemed to have cooled down long ago. All the volcanoes were dead and no longer erupting. However, there were some strange fluctuations that were not stained by the snow.
"Where is Yiyi?" Ye Fan muttered to himself as he swept his eyes over the volcanoes.
Although there were endless legends, he was not in the mood to understand them. Saving people was the most important thing right now. He was afraid that something had happened to Liu Yiyi.
After venturing for an unknown number of kilometers, a towering mountain appeared in the distance. It was a vast expanse of whiteness, and snow danced in the air.
The extinct volcanoes were sandwiched in the middle of a snowy mountain range. It was a very special place in the Central Region. Most people were unwilling to enter this place.
This was because the Holy Spirit Nirvana Grounds always made people feel goosebumps. Although nothing had happened, anyone who came here would have a strange feeling, as if they had entered an ancient cemetery.
"You're finally here …" A ghostly voice echoed in the mountains.
Ye Fan's expression froze. He saw a door of light at the mouth of a volcano not far away. It flowed with a strange energy, and he didn't know where it led to.
"Where is Yiyi?"
"She won't die yet." No one could be seen, only a cold and emotionless voice with a hint of mockery. "She will personally witness the scene of you kneeling on the ground. Please enter the Saint Gate."
"You want us to go in just because you say so?" The large black dog was indignant. He bared his teeth, and said, "Who the hell knows where we're connected to!"
"If you want to save them, do you have a choice?" The person in the dark said with a hint of mockery.
"My human pet's pet, you're too cocky!" The Black Emperor cursed, and said, "If we don't even have our lives, how can we go and save them? You must be dreaming!"
The person in the dark was silent for a while, and then said, "This door doesn't lead to a dangerous place. It's just to see if you've come here on your own."
Ye Fan didn't say anything more. He could already tell that this person was merely acting on orders, and wasn't the one who had set up a trap to kill him.
Above the mouth of the volcano, the door of light was brilliant like a house of gold. It was as if there were endless treasures hidden behind it.
The moment Ye Fan stepped in, his body trembled. The old Daoist Crimson Dragon, the Peacock King, the Crow Daoist, and a few grand elders of the Jade Pool all appeared.
Swoosh!
The few of them appeared in the void at almost the same time. There was nowhere to hide, and they couldn't seal onto Ye Fan's body.
"Myriad Net Sect!" The old Daoist Crimson Dragon was astonished. This was a door of life. Once one entered, there was practically nowhere to hide, unless an unparalleled figure sealed himself.
The person in the dark seemed to be very surprised. He hadn't thought that Ye Fan would invite such a powerful lineup. If they really made a move, a living fossil that jumped out would be a great disaster.
"Only you can come alone. Since you don't want to do this, we'll send that b * tch on her way!" The voice of the person in the dark was cruel and merciless.
Ye Fan fell silent. He hadn't thought that the other party would have such a strange thing like the Myriad Net Sect. He walked forward, and said, "I'll go with you myself."
"Something that can't see the light!" the Black Emperor cursed.
"I've changed my decision. Let this dog go as well," the person in the dark said fiercely.
"F * ck, I don't want to go!" The large black dog jumped up high.
"Let's go. Let's go together," Ye Fan said.
The large black dog was depressed. He really didn't want to go. Without the battle prowess of the Crimson Dragon Daoist, he felt that he would most likely be slaughtered if he went.
"This won't do. Don't go!" The Peacock King stopped him. Everyone could see that they wanted Ye Fan's life. If he went, he would only die in vain.
The grand elders of the Jade Pool also stopped him, thinking that this was no different from suicide, and objected to him going alone.
Ye Fan shook his head, and secretly told them not to worry. He didn't say anything more, and strode forward.
"The wind is bleak, and the water is cold. Once the hero goes, he will never return." The large black dog's wail was as horrible as a pig being slaughtered. Ye Fan grabbed him by the tail, and forcefully dragged him into the region gate at the side. He howled, "I really don't want to go!"
This was a large snowy mountain. Cold wind whistled, and heavy snow fluttered about. Ye Fan and the large black dog stood on the peak of a mountain, and looked around. There was only a dormant volcano nearby.
"Wu, wu …"
The wind was like thunder, and the pine trees rustled. In the vast white mountain range, there was only one kind of tree — Ice Pine!
Each tree would require over a dozen people to wrap their arms around it. They were completely snow-white, and they were as vigorous as horned dragons as they stretched into the sky.
The leaden clouds were heavy, and they were about to descend onto the mountain peak. A formless killing intent pervaded the air, and there were extraordinary elites everywhere, sealing off this place.
"Oh no!" The large black dog's expression changed immediately.
In this instant, he had engraved several dozen formation patterns, but they were all obliterated in the void, and could not be preserved at all.
"It's over. Emperor Wu Shi's killing formation is useless!"
The large black dog stared fixedly at the only dormant volcano, fear appearing in his eyes. He said in a trembling voice, "This is the place where Saint Spirits perished. Unless an ancient emperor is resurrected, no one can engrave formation patterns here."
Ye Fan's heart chilled. The large black dog really knew him well. The large black dog's attainment in dao patterns was unparalleled, but there was no use for it here.
"You really dared to come, you reckless thing!" A person laughed loudly, and strode in the void. He approached step by step, and stopped on a distant mountain peak.
Ye Fan stood in the wind and snow, and he silently looked at the person. He activated his divine eyes, and saw through the person's true appearance. It was actually the Holy Son of Da Yan, Xiang Yifei.
"You really came to die. What a pity, it's not so easy to be a hero in this world. Many people have been killed like cowards in the end!" Another person laughed loudly, and there was a look of contempt on his face as he appeared on another mountain peak.
A cold glint flashed in Ye Fan's eyes. This was the Holy Son of Dao Yi, Li Donglai, and he had nowhere to hide from Heavenly God Yuan.
"Haha … Sending a Saint Body on his way is truly a joyous event in life. I really want to taste the Saint's blood!" A third person arrived on the snowflakes, and his eyes were filled with madness, cruelty, and bloodthirst.
Ye Fan looked through the person's true body, and his heart chilled again. This person was the heir of the Gold Family of the North Plains, Jin Chixiao!
Last time, during the night of bloodshed, Wu Shi's Great Emperor Killing Formation killed all the heroes. The three of them went to kill Ye Fan, but their true bodies didn't enter the formation, and so they avoided disaster.
In another direction, another cold laugh sounded out. A fourth person appeared, and her beautiful eyes were as sharp as blades, as if they could cut into one's heart.
"Holy Daughter of All Beginnings …"
Ye Fan saw the true body of the fourth person. It was a woman, graceful and elegant, and her long hair reached her waist. Although she was beautiful and otherworldly, her face was filled with resentment. She was the Holy Daughter of All Beginnings, Zhao Yanran.
His heart sank. These people were not to be underestimated, and when they walked together, the power they could use would be terrifying. Behind them were the four Great Sage's!
"Rushing to die, there's no sense of accomplishment in killing him. I wonder how the few of you want to torture him to death?" The fifth person laughed, and he stood in the distance, not coming over.
"Killing a Saint Physique is not a small accomplishment. If we hang his head in the Northern Region Divine City and feed it to the wild eagles, it will cause a commotion." The sixth person laughed coldly, and his true appearance couldn't be seen.
Ye Fan's expression was incomparably serious. Things were not looking good this time. With so many Saints appearing together, it was clear that they didn't want to give him a chance.
In that instant, he sensed the seventh person, the eighth person … the thirteenth person!
They were all youths full of vigor. Although they didn't show their faces, they couldn't hide it. This was the life fluctuations unique to the younger generation, and every one of them was incomparably powerful.
A total of thirteen Saints had come, and it was comparable to the night when the thirteen Saint Lords surrounded and killed the Divine Kings!
"You all really think highly of me …" Ye Fan stood on the snowy peak and looked in all directions. His black hair danced in the wind, and two streaks of cold lightning shot out from his eyes.
"You still came in the end. If nothing goes wrong, kneel down and beg us." Great Yan Saint Son Xiang Yifei laughed coldly.
"Who are you all?" Ye Fan asked.
"You'd better be a muddle-headed ghost!" Dao Yi Saint Son Li Donglai laughed mercilessly, and his snow-white teeth flickered with cold light.
Ye Fan naturally wouldn't point out that he had eyes, but he could see through the true bodies of these people. At this moment, he felt endless killing intent, and he was under great pressure.
"Someone is borrowing power and wants to use your hands to eliminate me. After laying down a killing trap, didn't he come himself?" Ye Fan looked into the distance.
"The people who want to kill you are all here …" In the distance, an incomparably resentful voice came from a snowy peak.
Two streaks of divine light shot out from Ye Fan's eyes, and he stared fixedly at that place. This voice was exactly the same as the recording!
"Ye Fan, I really want to see the scene of you kneeling at my feet and begging for mercy!" It was hard to imagine how great the hatred was. This person was like a malicious spirit, and he growled in a low voice, and his tone was incomparably malicious.
"Isn't it just thirteen holy child level experts? Even if another thirteen come, I can still kill them!" Ye Fan stood upright and unafraid, and there was a type of sovereign overlooking the world, as if he was the supreme ruler.
"What is he saying? Has he gone mad? He wants to kill the thirteen of us, hahaha …" Jin Chixiao laughed loudly, and his eyes flickered with bloody light. They were full of ruthlessness.
"Reckless!" Many people said coldly.
Silently, figures appeared on the various snowy peaks, and many more figures appeared. Some of their auras were as unreachable as ancient divine peaks, while others were as deep and immeasurable as a great abyss.
Xiang Yifei, Holy Daughter of All Beginnings, Jin Chixiao, Li Donglai, and the others all had two or three elders beside them. One didn't even need to think to know that they were all supreme elder level figures.
"If you can survive today, then it will definitely be a miracle!" That malicious voice sounded again.
"Miracle? Today, I'll kill you all and prove my dao to become a deity! " Ye Fan's words were resounding and powerful, and his gaze was incomparably resolute. He had the power to devour mountains and rivers as he looked down on everyone and said, "All of you will die!"
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