The Western Desert's mysterious itinerant monk's body was cut into two, his life hanging by a thread. Yan Yunluan's head was removed, and he was about to die.
This was a scene dyed in blood. After Ye Fan turned into a dragon-shaped dao mark, the two great experts both suffered grievances. They couldn't stop the yin yang dividing line of the taiji diagram.
Ye Fan held Yan Yunluan's head with one hand, and his other hand turned into a golden heavenly monument. He suppressed the upper half of the itinerant monk's body and placed it in the middle of the battlefield.
Here, one could hear a pin drop. Blood flowed, falling drop by drop. It was like the sound of the Yellow Springs. Two great experts were suppressed by a single person, and their bodies were broken. It was a scene that made people's hearts tremble.
In the distance, everyone was silent. Ye Fan displayed the Battle character in the end, destroying everything in its path. His methods were so powerful that it made them feel suffocated. It was too terrifying.
Only after a long time had passed did someone speak. They began to discuss in low voices, and their hearts were filled with shock.
"The legendary Battle character of the nine secrets, in his hands, it can deduce the heavenly battle skills and display all battle techniques."
"Unfortunately, Ku Toutuo's' Tu 'mantra is incomplete and cannot compete with the Daoist's Battle character."
"The Buddhist Six Word Mantra will definitely reappear in the world. In the future, it will most likely compete with the Daoist Nine Secrets."
Ye Fan stared at the itinerant monk and said, "What is going on with the Sacred Battle Buddha? What is his background?"
This was the answer the others wanted to know as well. After the Desolate Antiquity Era, Buddhism actually had an ancient buddha. As expected, their foundations were unimaginably powerful.
Ku Toutuo didn't reply. He was extremely unwilling, but he didn't say a single word. The incomplete Tu mantra made him feel depressed.
"If you don't speak, then I'll make your body empty and your death empty."
"Stop!" Suddenly, a loud shout sounded from the distance. Two elders flew over and stared at Yan Yunluan's head in Ye Fan's hands. They revealed a horrified expression.
"Let go of Yan Yunluan!" The other person shouted, his face full of shock.
They were Yan Yunluan's protectors, but normally, they weren't always together. Now that they knew they were late, their expressions changed.
"Do you think I'll let go just because you say so?" Ye Fan didn't care.
"Stop! Let go of Yun Luan!" The two of them rushed forward.
"What if I don't stop?" Ye Fan asked.
"If you dare to touch Yun Luan, you will not have a good ending. The Yan Tribe will not let you go …"
"I hate being threatened." Ye Fan directly interrupted their words, and with a bang, he smashed Yan Yunluan's head with a finger. It was as simple as smashing a walnut.
"You … I'll kill you!"
Their faces were as white as snow, without a trace of blood. Their hearts felt as if they had fallen into an abyss. Ye Fan was fearless. He did not fear any Holy Land or Divine Dynasty. He killed Yan Yunluan cleanly.
"Yun Luan … Ye brat, hand over your life!" The two from the Yan Clan pounced over. Their hair was messy and they seemed to have gone mad.
"Since you miss him so much, then follow him and reunite with him." Ye Fan kept Yan Yunluan's Bronze Battle Armor and Sky Dagger-Axe.
"Kill!" The two experts rushed over.
In front of a beautiful mountain in the Qishi Mansion, two young men hesitated. They stood outside Wang Teng's cave, not daring to disturb him.
"Who's outside? Come in." A calm voice was heard.
The stone door rumbled open, and a dense mist rushed out. It was colorful and celestial. The two young men nervously walked in.
In the cave, a man sat cross-legged on a mysterious jade bed. His hair was thick and black, and there were countless stars in his eyes. He was unfathomable.
"Greetings … Brother Wang," one of them said with a trembling voice. One of them spoke with a trembling voice. The pressure that this man gave him was even greater than that of his ancestor.
"What do you want?" Wang Teng calmly asked.
"Holy Physique Ye Fan has appeared …" One of them quickly explained what had happened outside.
However, after a long time, Wang Teng did not say anything. The two looked at each other in dismay.
"Brother Wang …"
"I know." Wang Teng only said a few words. He had no intention of attacking.
"He used the Nine Secrets, using the Fighting Symbol Art to defeat Yan Yunluan, as well as a monk. The Buddhist Tortoise mantra also appeared." One of them spoke of this information.
"Is that so? Nine Secrets …" Wang Teng's eyes became illusory. A streak of divine light rushed out from the crown of his head. A golden ancient war chariot rumbled as it appeared.
The divine light turned into a majestic and imposing figure. His entire body was surrounded by golden light that rushed into the heavens. On his back was a holy sword. It was as if a celestial emperor had descended into this world as he stood on the war chariot.
Apart from this, divine light shone resplendently in his surroundings. There were nine True Dragons, nine Divine Phoenixes, nine White Tigers, and nine Black Tortoises. They flickered with dazzling radiance, forming four images that surrounded him.
"Lead the way!" This figure released a light shout that shook the skies.
The two youngsters discovered that they were already standing on the war chariot. They had long rushed out of the cave and flew into the sky. The two of them couldn't help but tremble.
Wang Teng's incarnation was already this powerful. As it stood on the golden ancient war chariot, dragons and phoenixes cried out in harmony, white tigers roared into the sky, and black tortoises raised the sea. Golden light shot out in tens of thousands of streaks, shining resplendently. It was as if an ancient emperor was patrolling the skies.
"It's … Wang Teng!"
"Wang Teng drove the war chariot out!"
"This is an incarnation with the Imperial Sword on his back. Who is he going to kill? Could it be that he is going to fight against the Middle Emperor?"
Within the Unique Scholar Manor, there were many beautiful mountain peaks. Many people saw this scene and were incomparably shocked. One after another, figures rushed out and followed.
Wang Teng's every move was closely watched. His incarnation naturally attracted many people's attention as they tailed him.
"He is going to kill the Eastern Wasteland's monster!"
"What? The Saint Physique Ye Fan appeared again? He is fighting in the distance. This time, he is most likely in danger."
"The nine secrets have appeared. Wang Teng is determined to collect all nine secrets of Daoism and cultivate them all. No wonder he wants to personally take action."
Along the way, there were many figures. Hundreds of people followed. More than half of the Unique Scholar Manor's people were alarmed. They all wanted to see the North Emperor's glory.
The nine secrets had appeared, and the North Emperor had come out of seclusion. The golden war chariot was as fast as lightning. Along the way, dragons and phoenixes cried out, and white tigers illuminated the sky. It was a splendid and majestic scene.
However, by the time the chariot arrived, the battlefield had already calmed down. Everything was over. The two experts guarding Yan Yunluan had been defeated, and Ye Fan had left for a long time.
Ku Toutuo had also died, leaving behind only a corner of his tattered monastic robe. All the experts had been killed by Ye Fan. Not a single one of them had escaped.
"What a pity, we missed it again." Some people felt regretful. It was rare to see Wang Teng come out of seclusion, but they couldn't see his invincible glory.
Ye Fan didn't know any of this. He was already a thousand miles away. After saying goodbye to Pang Bo, Li Heishui, and the others, he wasn't worried about their safety.
The second greatest bandit of the north hadn't come out of the Central Continent recently. He had once appeared at the Unique Scholar Manor with the Heaven Devouring Devil Jar. He might not interfere with the younger generation's competition, but if someone wanted to take their lives, the living fossil would definitely not agree.
"It's more than three hundred thousand miles away. It's not that far. Let's meet often." Ye Fan said goodbye to them and headed west.
It had to be said that the Unique Scholar Manor was very mysterious. There were all kinds of ancient books, and Pang Bo had found a lot of information for him. Now, he could roughly guess the range.
Ten thousand years ago, there was a flourishing Cai clan in the Central Continent. They had a long inheritance and a terrifying foundation. It was suspected that they had grasped one of the Nine Secrets, but they were destroyed in a single night.
"The Nine Secrets originated from the Eastern Wasteland and were broken up. One of them actually ended up in the Central Continent, but the others seem to have lost their inheritance."
However, what made Ye Fan's heart uneasy was the collapse of the Cai clan. Just who was it that could destroy an ancient clan that was not much weaker than the divine dynasty?
All the ancient books back then didn't have a clear conclusion because there was no evidence or clues. It was a case without a clue.
Ye Fan flipped through the information and found that there was no conclusion at that time. But after thousands of years, there were many speculations and different viewpoints.
Some said that it was the Great Xia Divine Dynasty who used the extreme divine might of the Tai Sovereign Sword to annihilate the Cai clan. Others said that the Jiuli Divine Dynasty used an extreme dao weapon to refine this ancient inheritance.
Others said that it was someone from the Eastern Wasteland who appeared with an extreme dao weapon. In order to retrieve the Nine Secrets, they erased the Cai clan without leaving any traces.
There were even some who said that it was the work of the Western Desert Buddhist Sect. Mount Meru was mysterious and unfathomable. It was overseen by an unworldly being that could do all this.
"The Victorious Fighting Buddha? No, the time doesn't match."
Afterwards, Ye Fan saw many more speculations, and all of them were very reasonable.
"It really has become a historical case. It's difficult to see through."
Finally, Ye Fan saw a piece of unofficial history sandwiched between the piles of information. There was a shocking conclusion inside that was completely different from the previous viewpoints.
"It wasn't a group of people killing, but a single person destroying an immortal inheritance with a flick of his finger from ten thousand miles away …"
After reading up to this point, Ye Fan shivered. With the power of a single person, an ancient family was wiped out with a flick of his finger?
This was too shocking. One had to know that the Cai clan back then wasn't much weaker than the Divine Dynasty!
This piece of unofficial history didn't specify who it was, but it vaguely pointed to one person. From ancient times until now, there were only a few people with such terrifying combat strength. And in that era … it was obvious!
Azure Emperor!
Ten thousand years ago, there was a Great Emperor living in this world. If there really was such a person, it would be Azure Emperor without a doubt.
"A Great Emperor was involved. Just what happened back then? Was it really Azure Emperor who took action?"
Ye Fan was stunned. This was a shocking deduction. Why would the last Great Emperor of this world do such a thing? Was there some secret that was worthy of Azure Emperor taking action?
"All kinds of deductions, it's difficult to distinguish …" He sighed. Too many years had passed, and now, everything had become a mystery. He could only make wild guesses.
Traveling thirty thousand miles to the west, Ye Fan came to an ancient land. He saw endless desolation, and endless ancient trees surrounded a ruin.
The surroundings were lush, and primeval forests stretched on endlessly. Only this place in the center was barren, quiet and cold.
"This is the ruins of the Cai clan …"
Only a few broken walls and ruins were left. Crows were entrenched, and the cries of the crows were miserable. It was a clear contrast between the former prosperity and the current desolation.
A huge abyss, more than a hundred miles long, passed through this barren land. Rubble and other things were at the edge of the abyss. One could imagine that the endless heavenly palaces of the past had sunk and fallen.
"In the past, the Cai clan's pure land was built on this great canyon, but it has sunk."
Ye Fan flew high into the sky and observed with his Origin Divine Art. In that instant, his heart shook!
The abyss had no rules, and it looked incomparably terrifying. However, he cultivated an Origin Art that could restore the landscape and accurately predict the changes of the terrain.
Light flickered in his eyes, flickering indeterminately. He repeatedly deduced and interweaved the various landforms of the past.
The abyss changed continuously, and then turned into a shape with rules. It was more than a hundred miles long and unfathomably deep!
"This is the mark of a finger!"
Ye Fan almost didn't dare to believe his eyes. The hundred-mile abyss seemed to have been flicked out by a finger and then erased!
"Was it really Azure Emperor who took action? Why did he do this …"
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