A boundless giant city stretched out for over a hundred li. The city walls were tall and imposing, as if a mountain ridge stretched out before them. It flickered with a deep and cold metallic luster.
It was filled with a condensed feeling of power, as if it was an ancient divine city forged from black gold. It was grand and majestic, giving off a suffocating pressure. It was filled with the imprints of ancient times.
Meanwhile, in front of this enormous city, there was only a single figure. Facing this vast city alone, he seemed extremely insignificant, forming a stark contrast.
A single person challenged a divine city, facing a great sect that had existed for more than two hundred thousand years. This required tremendous courage!
Ye Fan's expression remained calm as he faced this undying inheritance that was as common as clouds. A cool breeze blew past, his green clothes fluttering about. He was extremely calm.
"Evil Ye, you actually dare to attack my Yin Yang Sect's main city alone? Are you tired of living, or do you not know the difference between life and death?!"
A group of people stood on the imposing city gate. They all found it a bit hard to believe that a single person dared to come here alone, facing a great sect that had existed for thousands of years.
"If you can't accept it, then come out and accept your death!" Ye Fan stood with his head held high, facing a Yin Yang Sect disciple just like this.
"Who will go out and kill this little evil creature for me?" A middle-aged man whose status wasn't low shouted. A single person attacking a great sect was not only a type of strange news, but even more so a type of humiliation.
If news of today's events got out, it would definitely trigger a huge commotion. It would damage the Yin Yang Sect's prestige. A young cultivator dared to break through the city alone, how could they endure this?
"Lay down formation patterns, don't let him escape. I will go kill him!" A thirty something year old male leapt off the city, throwing himself over murderously like a Great Peng.
"Zheng", "Zheng", "Zheng", "Zheng"
The jet-black iron feathers were terrifying as they shot out like a rain of light. They emitted metallic vibrations as they filled the sky with clanking noises!
"Nine Step Fatal Blow, Iron Tail Divine Feathers, unstoppable. They were refined from the divine wings of the Black Luan after it passed away in meditation. Even powerful beings can be pierced through." In the back, an elder nodded inwardly.
"Crack", "Crack", "Crack" …
Ye Fan took action, turning into a streak of flowing light. A golden figure rushed past, and large amounts of black divine feathers shattered. Sounds rang out continuously. He grabbed a main feather with a single hand and flung it out.
A streak of dark light pierced through the void, traversing through space. Then, with a pu sound, bloody light flickered, piercing through the space between the newcomer's brows, killing him on the spot.
"How could this be? How could he have such a formidable combat strength? Could his strength be comparable to a Holy Lord?!" Everyone on the city wall felt their hearts skip a beat.
"Something's not right. With his current strength, he can fight against half step almighty beings, but he definitely can't fight against sect master level figures. He … borrowed the draconic energy under Yin Yang God City!" Someone discovered this fact.
In that instant, an elder gave the order to operate the divine city's formation patterns and transfer the draconic energy, preventing it from being used by the outside world.
"Little thief Ye, hand over your life!" At this moment, six middle-aged men walked out in a line. All of them were at the peak of the first level of immortal-foundation and were all half-step supreme existences.
Now, Ye Fan's fame grew by the day. Even the supreme experts from the previous generation didn't dare to face him alone. The six of them came out together and joined forces to deal with the enemy.
"Go and report to the sect master and the doyens. Little vile creature Ye Fan is here. We will act first to kill him!" One of them spoke. The six experts arrived outside the city.
"Do you think you can deal with me with just the six of you?" Ye Fan laughed coldly as he walked forward.
"Mystic Heaven Slash!" One of them shouted and spat out a beam of light. It was like a silver river descending from the sky, slashing towards Ye Fan's head.
Ye Fan didn't care. He stretched out his right hand and flicked with force. With a "ding" sound, the blade of light shattered and flew out in all directions.
"Undying Devil Wave!" On the other side, a person shook a large bell. The devilish sound was like the tides, surging over, deafening to the ears. It was like a magnificent army galloping.
"Duo!"
Ye Fan lightly shouted. After that, he lifted his hand and shot out a finger imprint that was like a golden bolt of lightning flying towards the large bell.
"Yin-Yang Divine Swords!"
With a loud shout, a pair of yin-yang swords intertwined like dragons and phoenixes. They turned into two streaks of light as they slaughtered over. The sword energy split apart the earth and opened up a giant valley.
"All of this is useless." Ye Fan flicked his finger. Two streaks of spiritual light flew out and collided with the Yin-Yang Divine Swords.
"Innate Five Elements Centipede Rope!"
On the other side, a half-step expert shouted. A divine rope that was scarlet red like blood flew over like a giant centipede. It was over a thousand feet long and breathed out multicolored mist as it wrapped around Ye Fan.
Ga Beng!
Ye Fan formed an imprint with one hand. The Sky Overturning Imprint pressed down like an immortal mountain, smashing the thousand feet long scarlet centipede inch by inch.
The six experts attacked together. They were all half-step experts, but Ye Fan's attacks were bold and unrestrained. He held the absolute advantage and destroyed their weapons from time to time.
The ground was sparkling. There were pieces of divine iron and broken jade everywhere. They were all magical treasures that had been destroyed. The six experts couldn't defeat Ye Fan's people. This was true combat strength.
Not so long ago, when he was still a small cultivator, he was constantly being hunted down. Now, he could fight six half-step experts alone. The difference was like heaven and earth. His combat strength soared.
Ants and giant dragons didn't cross paths. It was difficult for dandelion seeds and colorful clouds in the sky to meet. They lived in different worlds and never knew each other.
Different times, different paths, different people. When he stopped again, he had already reached this step. His name shook the Central Plains and he could fight against the most powerful cultivators.
"Six Directions Killing Formation!"
The six half-step experts suddenly shouted. The broken weapons all turned into light and rose from the ground. They wanted to trap and kill Ye Fan and kill him.
Streak after streak of divine light rushed up, forming a giant six-pointed star formation. Ye Fan was locked in the center as all types of killing light shot out.
"Little evil creature Ye, do you think we came to throw our lives away? We came for your life. Today, we are going to refine you to death!"
"Thing that doesn't know life from death, is Yin Yang Sect a place you can barge into? You actually dare to attack the city alone? You are purely courting death!"
The six great experts stood on one side, standing on the six corners of the six-pointed star formation. Their eyes were all malicious and cold as they smiled.
"Younger generation, you truly don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. How can an ant-like existence like you touch an undying inheritance? I'll refine your soul in a bit!"
"It's too early for you all to be happy. All of you, die for me!" Ye Fan released a great roar. The earth beneath his feet completely collapsed. Over ten thousand streaks of draconic energy rushed up, instantly drowning out the Six Directions Killing Formation. The ancient star was destroyed.
"What is going on? The divine city's formation patterns are activated, so why is there still draconic energy leaking out? How can he still borrow it?" Many people on the Yin Yang City tower were alarmed.
"Retreat!" An elder shouted. However, it was already too late. Over ten thousand streaks of draconic energy rushed into the heavens like ten thousand swords, shattering the ancient formation.
"Pu!"
One of them was pierced through on the spot. Blood splashed outwards, his entire body flying outwards. In the end, he was swept through by another expanse of sword energy, turning into meat paste on the spot.
"Ah …"
Another person cried out loudly. He operated a magical treasure, becoming one with his body, throwing himself at Ye Fan, fast as lightning.
Peng!
However, Ye Fan was even faster. He took a step out, the Travel Symbol Art operating, arriving first even though he moved later. The Human King Imprint struck out, shattering the ancient weapon, his body flying out while covered in blood.
"Pu!"
Ye Fan followed up, trampling down with a foot, stepping on his chest and landing on the ground. He was trampled to death on the spot, no longer breathing.
The other four's expressions changed, all of them flying backwards. However, they couldn't break through the draconic energy's obstruction, all of them stopped. Ye Fan brandished out boldly, slaughtering his way over.
"Chi!"
A streak of snow-white blade radiance rushed out. He hacked one of them in half.
Hong!
Ye Fan was valiant. A golden fist smashed out, blasting the other party's magical treasure and flesh into a bloody mist, smashing everything until nothing was left.
"Ah …"
Another person cried out miserably, his head twisted off by Ye Fan bare-handedly. Blood splashed three meters into the air. He was unwilling, but he couldn't change reality, his divine will scattering.
Ye Fan's hands moved about, as if he was guiding a starry sky. Endless symbols flickered, covering the sky, completely erasing the other person's nine divine weapons.
Peng!
He pressed down on the void, leaving behind a clear imprint. That person in the distance coughed out a large mouthful of blood, his body breaking apart into pieces, and then exploding, completely dying.
In this underground battlefield where draconic energy rushed into the heavens, six great experts died in the blink of an eye, not a single one left. It was difficult for them to contend against Ye Fan's valiant attack.
The city immediately became deathly silent. This type of method could be compared to a holy lord, not many people able to do this.
Suddenly, there was great chaos. The top experts in the city heard the news and rushed over. A large group of people slaughtered their way over, every single one of them surging with killing intent, most of them old and gray-haired.
"Old Sect Master died so miserably, turning his body into a death curse, forever falling into purgatory, yet he couldn't kill this little dog, hateful!"
"Old Sect Master, I will get revenge for you!" A valiant male was the first to fly out, roaring loudly. He rushed murderously at Ye Fan, the divine sword in his hands hacking down.
Hong!
Ye Fan used his hand to slash out, and then an expanse of blazing radiance flew out, colliding with that person's heavenly sword. Sounds rang out continuously, making his heart jump. This was an ultra powerful being.
"Who are you?"
"I am Yin Yang Sect's holy child from five hundred years ago, now a respected elder. Hand over your life!" This person shouted loudly, the divine sword in his hands arriving, the cold radiance of the sword illuminating several dozen li.
Every five hundred years, they would choose a new generation of holy child, and when the old sect master passed away, a successor would be chosen from the previous generations of holy children.
"Holy child from five hundred years ago, no wonder he is so powerful!" Ye Fan's heart jumped.
"Kill him!"
At this time, several more valiant males flew over, all of them revealing killing intent. They all rushed to take action, wishing to take Ye Fan's head, becoming even more powerful.
Holy child from a thousand years ago, holy child from fifteen hundred years ago, and even a holy daughter from two thousand years ago. Their strength was terrifying, enough to be mentioned on the same level as the current most powerful holy lord.
The main reason was because Wang Yangzhan had lived for too long, exceeding three thousand years. The holy children below him could only wait, unable to ascend. Now, a senior elder had become a sect master, and they all wanted to use this opportunity to ascend to the position of vice sect master, hoping to succeed him in the future.
The past holy child, now the current powerful senior elder, attacked Ye Fan together, and there were a few extremely terrifying old monsters that flew over, taking action ruthlessly.
Even if Ye Fan could borrow the great earth's draconic energy, possessing the strength to contend against a holy lord, there was no way he could fight so many people alone. That was purely courting death.
"It's time!"
He made his decision inwardly, drawing many experts over. He wanted to gather the power of a dragon cave, wipe out a group of experts, and break one of Yin Yang Sect's legs.
"Hong!"
The Heavenly Origin Divine Formation that Ye Fan had carved was fully activated. Endless divine light rushed into the heavens, and tens of thousands of great dragons leapt out. Auspicious multicolored light covered the entire area, submerging this place.
Suddenly, a terrifying aura that made people feel like their bodies were going to split apart appeared, surging towards Ye Fan. Within the divine city, a black and red ancient mirror was currently rising from the ground.
"The ancient saint's weapon, the true Yin Yang Ancient Mirror has appeared!"
Ye Fan's hair stood on end. He had seen this ancient mirror's replica before, and it could kill powerful beings as easily as crushing ants, let alone the real one!
"Dammit!"
He had long since made preparations, but he hadn't expected the Yin Yang Sect to immediately use their sect protecting treasure. One could well imagine how heavy their killing intent was, and they were determined not to give him the slightest chance.
"Break the city for me!"
Endless divine power burned, and the great dragons underground raised their heads, burying Yin Yang God City. They all rushed into the sky, and this place was completely thrown into chaos.
From the distance, it was like a sea of divine power, and nothing else could be seen. The underground dragon source surged out from the symbols that Ye Fan had carved, engulfing the world.
An endless sea descended like the Milky Way from the nine heavens. This was a great calamity!
"Hong!"
The four sides of Yin Yang God City's gates collapsed, and then the ancient city walls that were like mountain ridges collapsed like paper. Smoke and dust rushed into the sky.
This legendary divine land experienced a shocking calamity. Many ancient buildings collapsed, and it was simply impossible to control.
"Just one person against my Yin Yang Sect, yet he destroyed our important land …"
"This is a gargantuan humiliation! Even exterminating his nine generations wouldn't be enough to wash away this humiliation!"
Many of the Yin Yang Sect's old monsters roared, and they were close to going crazy.
"Hong!"
An ancient mirror rushed out from the great earth dragon vein, rising and falling in the void. It was as if it could freeze the endless heavens. Many of the Yin Yang Sect's senior elders couldn't help but kneel down.
"Ancient holy weapon, please protect the foundation of my sect's divine city!"
"Ancient deity, awaken! Freeze this land!"
Ye Fan stood in the distance, not daring to get close. That ancient mirror was too terrifying, as if it could devour heaven and earth. Every strand of energy it released could crush supreme beings.
It looked simple and unadorned. One side was black, while the other was red. It possessed an indescribable power, as if it could destroy anything.
"This is the legendary unrivaled ancient mirror! Back then, after their first ancestor refined it, he was unrivaled in the five regions. His name shook the past and present, and he had killed deities from outside this region."
This was the enemy's sect protecting treasure. The entire world knew about it, and no one dared to oppose it. Even though Ye Fan wanted to seize it, he could only shake his head at this moment.
The ancient holy weapon swallowed the power of heaven and earth as if it had a life of its own. It quickly revived, stabilizing the surging underground draconic energy. It could freeze everything.
"This ancient weapon seized the natural luck of the heavens. There really is no way to deal with it …"
"Hong!"
Smoke and dust rose in all directions. Even though the ancient mirror had frozen the draconic energy, the terrifying power was still surging. The city was in ruins, and large areas collapsed.
"Little thief Ye, you won't have a good death!" Many experts roared in anger. The losses this time were too great, and they wanted to smash their heads against the wall.
A large area of Yin Yang God City collapsed. The news immediately spread, and the entire Central Continent was shaken. No one dared to believe it.
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