Mount Qinling was located in the western part of Central Continent. It was vast and boundless, with a circumference of no less than a million li. There were mountain ridges and ancient veins everywhere.
Under the night moon, the earth was silvery white. Ancient trees and mountain peaks were covered in a thin layer of mist. Moonlight lingered about, and from time to time, old corpses could be seen swallowing moonlight essence.
From time to time, ancient chariots could be seen rushing out of the mountains, rumbling under the moonlight. Some were the chariots of emperors, while others were the mounts of some supreme existences.
Unfortunately, all of these were ancient corpses. They were buried here when they were alive, and now, they had grown up and moved at night. It was strange and mysterious.
Under the cold moonlight, Ye Fan walked alone in Mount Qinling. He took one last look at the mountains and rivers, avoiding seven or eight ancient corpses comparable to Holy Lords.
"The sickly old man left after all. Did he get what he wanted?"
The Qin Sect was still there, but some people were missing. The sickly old man, Princess Moon Spirit, the delicate and pretty scholar, Hua Yunfei, and Li Xiaoman were all gone.
During the battle of Mount Qinling, an unparalleled existence comparable to the ancient saints took action. At the last moment, Ye Fan even sensed the fluctuations of his divine sense. It was somewhat familiar.
"Is it really the sickly old man? What is his identity? To be able to seize an extreme dao emperor weapon, this is simply shocking!"
In the present world, there was one living saint in the Eastern Wasteland, the old madman. There was also one on Mount Meru in the Western Desert, the Victorious Fighting Buddha.
Their magical power was boundless. A strand of hair that fell could kill a half-step supreme existence, and a drop of blood from their body could kill a Holy Lord.
These were unimaginable existences, unrivaled in the present world. No one could compare to them. Even the undying inheritances with extreme dao emperor weapons didn't dare to provoke them.
"Is he really that person?" Ye Fan recalled the words the sickly old man had told him. Back then, when they traveled together in Mount Qinling, they had talked about many things from eight to nine thousand years ago.
"A heavenly genius of the past, an unrivaled existence … He actually survived until now? Then his true age should be over nine thousand years old. How terrifying! "
Ye Fan wanted to meet the sickly old man and give him an undying fruit, but he couldn't. This sickly old man had already left.
"His lifespan is coming to an end. If he passes away like this, it would be too much of a pity. He wouldn't be able to deliver an immortal medicine!"
The Qin Sect was still the same, and its main peak was only a thousand meters or so tall. It was extremely ordinary and didn't stand out. However, there were peerless experts overseeing it, and there was no lack of kings who had been cleansed by the God Cleansing Art.
This was an unfathomable place. Ye Fan had obtained the Army Character Formula, so there was no need for him to stay any longer. This time, he had come back to take a look and would leave for good.
"I shall begin a new journey, cultivating from here on out. I shall hang the sails of the clouds to aid the vast ocean, reaching immortal-foundation!"
Ye Fan left Central Continent's western region, heading east. He didn't go into isolation. He had just broken through to a brand new cultivation realm, so he needed to temper himself and consolidate his strength.
Seclusion was admittedly important, but tempering one's heart in the mortal world was also indispensable. Now that they had reached such a realm, everything needed to be comprehended. Sometimes, sitting in the mountains for a hundred years might not necessarily be as fruitful as walking through the Boundless Secular World.
Ye Fan was like an ascetic cultivator, heading east, experiencing the various forms of life and cultivating in the mortal world. Everywhere he passed by, he would observe the terrain of the mountains and rivers.
After half a year, he finally stabilized his cultivation in the Dragon Transformation Ninth Transformation. He advanced on foot, passing through many regions, and saw the flourishing and powerful sects of the Central Continent.
Many people in Central Continent were searching for Ye Fan. Leaving aside the Myriad Qi Cauldron, just the two pieces of green copper were enough to make people restless. Sadly, no one was able to find them.
"Ye Fan, get the hell out here. My big brother can kill a hundred of you with a single hand!"
After more than half a year of peace, an arrogant voice resounded through the heavens. Wang Chong was still alive and had shouted these words.
The younger brother of the North Deity didn't die. After recuperating for half a year, he recovered and became even more arrogant than before. He shouted in Central Continent that he wanted to kill the saint physique and grind his bones to dust.
In the battle of Qinling, Ye Fan became famous in Central Continent. With the Jiuli Painting, he defeated all the experts and even seriously injured Wang Teng. Wang Teng's bones were broken, and he escaped on the golden ancient chariot.
However, in this battle, the North Deity also shocked the world. Because the strength he showed was cultivated by himself, and he didn't rely on the Emperor Weapon to fight with the Divine Lord.
A young man in his twenties had shown such earth-shattering strength at this age. His future was limitless.
The legend of the reincarnation of the Ancient Emperor was even more popular. In the past, many people believed that in a few years, he would break through the realm again, surpass the Divine Lord, and become an invincible king!
In the battle of Qinling, although Ye Fan was in the limelight and injured the North Deity, it didn't affect Wang Teng's reputation at all. In the face of an extreme Emperor Weapon, everyone had to retreat.
In the bitter battle that day, who knew how many almighty beings had died. It was already a miracle that he had been able to escape unscathed.
"Ye Fan, come out! My big brother can crush you with one finger!" Wang Chong shouted.
The North Deity definitely had the strength to look down on the world and fight against all enemies. Wang Chong was so domineering because he wanted to provoke Ye Fan to come out and kill him. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to find him.
In these half a year, everything about Wang Teng was gradually revealed. He came from a super ancient family in the Northern Plains, which was equivalent to the Immortal Dynasty in Central Continent and the Clan of the Ancients in Eastern Wilderness.
When he was not even two years old, he was carried by an immortal crane and disappeared into the clouds. He often disappeared for a month or two, and every time he disappeared, he would be reborn.
The first time, his clansmen were very worried. Then, the immortal crane picked him up and only stopped when he was 12 years old. During this time, he received the inheritance of the Ancient Chaos Thearch!
At five, he danced with the flood dragon in the deep pool. At seven, he entered the Northern Region Ancient God Lake alone and obtained the golden ancient chariot. At nine, he entered the Ancient Emperor Mountain and obtained the Ancient Chaos Divine Talisman and a Celestial Emperor Sacred Sword. At 12, he fell into the Divine Phoenix Cave and obtained the Immortal Divine Phoenix Blood …
All of this seemed like a dream, but it really happened to Wang Teng. It was not inferior to the legendary experiences of the Ancient Thearch.
When people heard all of this, they were all dumbfounded. All of this was unimaginable. It was impossible to obtain unless one was blessed by the heavens and earth. He was definitely a leading role in the history of the human race.
"If he doesn't become an Emperor, he will be letting down his experiences. Even if there is a huge change, at the very least, he will be an existence comparable to an ancient saint!"
This was the thought in everyone's mind. Wang Teng's experiences left people speechless. He was definitely a child of heaven, blessed by the heavens!
In these half a year, many super forces wanted to form a marriage alliance with the Wang Clan of the Northern Plains. Three of the top ten beauties of the Central Continent had families that had contact with the North Deity.
The genius of a generation, Divine Diviner, had once divined that if there were no accidents, the North Deity might really become a real Thearch in the future, and not just a title!
"Ye Fan, are you afraid of death? My big brother only used one finger to fight you. Do you dare to come out?!" In these past half a month, Wang Chong had become more and more arrogant.
Ye Fan's mind was calm, and he continued his journey east, quietly comprehending in this mortal world like an ascetic monk, barefoot and dressed in hemp clothes.
"The willpower of the mind is so powerful. To cast aside honor and disgrace and cultivate the mind alone, disregarding everything in the outside world, to think that there is such power." This was his sigh.
Ye Fan was already a cultivator of the Ninth Transformation of the Dragon Transformation, and his spine was about to form a dragon. He raised his head and gazed at the Immortal Platform.
The so-called Immortal Platform was the head, and the heart was at the center of the forehead. This was the source of the final secret realm!
"My spiritual sense has never been weak. Cultivating in this secret realm will be of great help."
The Central Continent was vast and boundless. Although Ye Fan had been walking east for more than half a year, he was still in the western region, far from the central region. Normally speaking, he would need to fly for several years to leave the western region.
In the end, he began to travel through the void to the central region, where the immortal vein of the Unique Scholar Manor was located.
Ye Fan was no stranger to this place. He had stayed here for a very long time, and after seeing an ancient city, he became even more familiar with it.
West Dam City had existed for a very long time. It was one of the ten ancient cities of the Central Continent, and it was more than five thousand li from the Unique Scholar Manor.
The city was majestic, grand, and imposing. The walls seemed to be cast from black iron, like a great black steel wall. The layout of the city was grand and flourishing. There were all kinds of people here, and there was an endless stream of carriages and horses.
Back then, Ye Fan had bought the Dragon Marrow here, and he had also killed Jin Chixiao of the Golden Clan of the Northern Plains outside the city, stirring up a storm.
"West Dam City, I've returned!"
The geniuses of the Unique Scholar Manor often came to this ancient city, where they could bid for all kinds of precious weapons or purchase the rare Dao Comprehension Dragon Marrow for astronomical prices.
The ancient city was still flourishing and grand. As Ye Fan walked along the streets, he soon heard Wang Chong's clamor. Of course, it was from the discussions of others.
"The Saint Physique is just so-so. He's nothing compared to my big brother. If he dares to appear, I'll trample him to death!"
Everyone was discussing. Recently, Wang Chong's tone had become more and more unyielding, criticizing Ye Fan to the point where he had no good points. He was just short of stepping on Ye Fan's face and cursing him.
"This little evildoer is going too far. He's shouting like this. He's too high-profile."
"He's very young, but his heart is very vicious. He's determined to disturb the Saint Physique's mind and make him unable to calm down."
"Many people have seen it. If the Saint Physique matures, he will become a great enemy of the North Emperor's path. Wang Chong is worried for his big brother."
"He's so young, and he's already sweeping the path for his big brother?"
Ye Fan had nothing to be angry about. He had experienced too many things, and he didn't care about these insults. He smiled faintly. However, he didn't plan to ignore it. When he had to attack, he would!
"Wang Chong has come to West Dam City …" When he heard this news, he smiled and felt that it was time to intimidate them.
No one had expected that Ye Fan would suddenly come to West Dam City. He didn't hide his tracks and entered the city with his real body. His roar echoed throughout the city.
"Wang Teng, come out and accept your death!"
This roar caused the entire ancient city to shake. Many figures appeared on the black city walls, and many people flew into the sky.
"The Saint Physique has appeared again. He really dares to come!"
"This time, he's here to kill the North Emperor. He dares to be so brazen. Can he kill him?"
Ye Fan stood outside the city, dressed in battle clothes. Golden divine light shot into the sky from his body, and his blood energy was like a dragon piercing through the heavens. Even from a distance, one could feel the pressure.
"Wang Teng, come out and accept your death!"
He stood there like a god of war. His thick black hair danced in the wind, and his eyes were clear and sharp. He faced West Dam City, one of the ten great ancient cities of the Central Plains.
"Surname Ye, you really dare to appear!?" Wang Chong flew out of the city and stood in the sky, his eyes full of hatred. Last time, he had almost been killed by Ye Fan.
"Call your brother out. Don't hide. I'll send you to the Immortal Domain to reunite with your ancestor," Ye Fan calmly said.
Whoosh!
Wang Chong landed, followed by a row of old men. Among them were two ancient lifeforms, their scales flashing with a golden luster. They looked savage and fierce.
Many people in West Dam City had been alarmed. They stood in the air and watched. There were many disciples of the Extraordinary Warrior Residence, princesses of the Divine Dynasty, and direct descendants of great sects.
"Where is your brother? Tell him to come out and fight, "Ye Fan said.
"Hmph, you think you can fight with my brother? I've already prepared an inescapable net for you. You can't escape even if you grow wings!" Wang Chong sneered.
"Wang Teng, where the hell did you go?" Ye Fan was very blunt.
"My big brother has already gone to the Eastern Wastelands and has no time to deal with you. I'll just kill you here!" Wang Chong sinisterly extended a finger. "Today, I'll crush you to death!"
Wang Teng was going to the Eastern Wastelands. He might be going to the Nest of Ten Thousand Dragons, or he might be going to Mount Indigo, where Emperor Wu Shi had passed away. He might even be going to another ancient land to meet the kings and princesses of some ancient race.
This was the shocking news that Ye Fan had bought from the Hundred Days Gate, the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, and the Red Dust Pavilion.
These three ancient sects were ranked among the Hundred Schools of the Central Plains, and their origins could be traced back to before the Primordial Era. They were the most well-informed, and each word they sold was worth a thousand taels of gold.
At the same time, there was also news that Wang Teng was going to the Eastern Wastelands to propose marriage to one of the ancient clans.
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