"You want an explanation from me?" Ji Family's Eighth Ancestor spoke sinisterly.
"Stop talking nonsense. Why did you suddenly attack me? You don't know right from wrong and used an emperor weapon to kill me?" Ye Fan wasn't polite at all. Anger surged in his heart.
Just now, the other party had clearly wanted to kill him and used an emperor weapon to kill him. How many people in the world could dodge that? What was even more despicable was that he sneak-attacked a junior.
"You are so daring to come to my Ji Family and behave atrociously. Is this reason enough?" Ji Family's Eighth Ancestor's gaze was sinister.
"Ji Family's Eighth Ancestor, is this your reason?" Ye Fan shouted.
"Ji Family's Eighth Ancestor, you are too much. What reason is that? This battle was permitted by your Family Leader and you attacked at the crucial moment to kill Ye Fan. Are you bullying him?" Red Dragon's expression sank. This time, he came out of seclusion because of Ye Fan. Naturally, he wouldn't just stand by and watch.
"It's true that he fought Wang Teng but he started a massacre and burned many unrelated people to death. Now, he wants to attack Brother Cheng Kun and the others. If this isn't acting atrociously, then what is?"
"You have eyes but can't see the truth? Those people attacked him first and Ye Fan is defending himself! "Monkey stepped forward and spoke rudely. He didn't care even if he was in the Ji Family.
Ji Family's Eighth Ancestor was furious but he didn't explode. The monkey's identity was too sensitive. The Ten Thousand Ancient Races were about to appear and he was the former Saint Prince. Even if the old Saint Emperor Douzhan had passed away, if he touched him, there would be huge trouble.
"I fought Wang Teng and it was a matter of life and death. Others interfered and attacked me without reason. You didn't stop them and instead sided with them. You used an emperor weapon to kill me. Who do you think you are?! "Ye Fan's words were extremely disrespectful.
"Brat, are you courting death? Provoking my Ji Family, you deserve to die a hundred times over." Ji Family's Eighth Ancestor said coldly.
"Is this how the Ji Clan does things? Everyone here can see it for themselves. You killed me for no reason at all, and in the end, you still say that I was provoking you? What kind of logic is that?" Ye Fan's voice was very loud.
"I only need a single reason to kill you. Starting a fight in my Ji Family, stirring up trouble, killing wantonly, you deserve death." Ji Family's Eighth Ancestor said.
"What else do you have other than making empty accusations? Just because you're a member of the Clan of the Ancients, you think you can bully your peers as you please? Do you really think you're the leader of the Ji Clan, or do you have the final say in this clan? "Ye Fan swept his gaze across many people.
"Why are you doing this, Eighth Patriarch?" Ji Ziyue floated forward and said, "Three years ago, Ye Fan saved my brother and my life in the Middle Ground Immortal Abode World. How could you do this?"
"Enough, Eighth Brother, step down!" The Ji Clan's Sacred Master's face darkened as he berated the Eighth Ancestor.
"Clan Head …" The Ji Clan's Eighth Ancestor wanted to say something. His most beloved descendant, Ji Hui, was killed by Ye Fan in the southern region back then. He had always wanted to find a chance to get rid of Ye Fan. Today, Ye Fan took the initiative to come to him, and it was a rare opportunity for him.
"Step down!" The Ji Clan's Sacred Master's tone became heavier.
"Since the ancient times, no one with the Saint Physique has proven their dao and become a thearch. They will always be a foil." This was what the Ji Clan's Eighth Ancestor said to Ye Fan before he flicked his sleeves and left.
"Even if it's just a foil, it's the most resplendent one. The second in the world will always be there. What power can't I eradicate?" Pang Bo mumbled.
He actually wanted to say that he had eradicated a Clan of the Ancients, but he swallowed the words. If not, it would be too obvious, and many people in the Ji Clan would feel uncomfortable.
Even so, the Ji Clan's Eighth Ancestor glared at him and Ye Fan for a long time before he flicked his sleeves and left.
North Thearch was defeated. Until now, people still didn't dare to believe this fact. The number one of the young generation in the north plains was killed just like that. It was too surreal.
One had to know that Ye Fan's battle strength was indeed not as strong as North Thearch's, and the gap was not small. However, such an outcome caused many people to be stunned.
Ye Fan had met many strong enemies and gone through many deadly tribulations. Without a doubt, North Thearch was the strongest one, but the threat of this battle was not strong. It didn't match the title of North Thearch.
He relied on the black gourd and copper coffin to circulate all kinds of mental techniques to suppress Wang Teng. He didn't give Wang Teng any chance to display his battle strength. The battle had just begun, but it ended immediately.
Wang Teng had obtained the inheritance of the Ancient Chaos Thearch. He had just displayed two emperor arts and didn't have the chance to display his world-shaking follow-up mystical art before he was destroyed just like that.
Not only were the people of the Wang Clan lamenting, but the other spectators also felt that it was a pity that North Thearch, whose battle strength made the older generation fearful, was defeated. This wasn't his standard.
The golden ancient war chariot floated, and the divine radiance didn't diminish. True Dragon, Divine Phoenix, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise circled around the chariot. It had to be said that this chariot was very mysterious.
At this moment, Wang Teng's blood, flesh, and broken bones were all stained on the body of the chariot. When combined with such a sacred war chariot, the contrast was extremely shocking.
Ye Fan didn't manage to obtain the First Word of the Nine Secrets. This secret might have disappeared from the world forever. This made him feel helpless and extremely regretful.
Furthermore, he wanted to burn the golden ancient war chariot and destroy everything without leaving any traces. However, he didn't have the chance to do so now as the Ji Clan's eight ancestors had interrupted everything.
Everyone returned to the vast hall that was forged with essence gold. Everyone looked at Ye Fan with a different gaze. He killed the North Thearch, and such battle strength was enough to make every Sacred Lord tremble in fear.
The Southern Demon stared at the copper coffin beside Ye Fan but didn't say anything. She was pondering silently.
Qi Huoshui, on the other hand, was extremely astonished. It was as though she didn't know Ye Fan at all as she kept looking at him. She truly didn't expect that Ye Fan would actually kill the North Thearch who was on par with his brother. Her cherry mouth was gaping wide open.
On the other side, the Jade Pool's Saint Lady walked over gracefully. She smiled slightly and nodded to Ye Fan. They had known each other for a long time and naturally had a lot of good intentions.
"Be careful!" The Jade Pool's fairy gathered her voice and transmitted it into Ye Fan's ears, leaving behind a faint fragrance as she walked to the side.
Zi Tiandu was in another corner and was pondering non-stop. He was using the ancient divine language to speak to himself. He couldn't believe the appearance of the black gourd and was extremely excited.
His sister had purple hair, and her face was as white as jade. She was also sizing up Ye Fan with a strange smile and said, "Will this person be able to fight against our race's Ancestral King in the future?"
"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? Wang Teng's potential is boundless, but didn't he still fall? The human race is terrifying, but this person won't live for long." Zi Tiandu sneered.
"Don't make a move first. Observe for a period of time." The purple-haired young lady smiled lightly. Her celestial beauty caused the surrounding space to brighten up.
"The saint physique is unrivaled. His growth is hard to stop." In another corner, a Cult Master level figure sighed.
"Not necessarily. Anything can happen in this world. Since ancient times, heaven-defying monsters have died prematurely." Another person said.
"I don't think anyone will dare to make a move. If they offend a saint physique with boundless potential, they will have to live under his shadow for the next ten thousand years."
"You guys are wrong. If the Ji Clan wants to kill him, it will be as easy as flipping their palm. There are no living souls under the Void Mirror! If they are determined to take action, even saints might not be able to stop them. This is an extremely good opportunity. "
Many people's expressions changed. If the Ji Clan became hostile, then the saint physique would definitely be buried here. If they wanted to kill him, a single reason was enough.
In the distance, even more people were discussing the battle just now. They all felt that it was extremely stunning. Both sides grasped the nine secrets, and now, it was no longer a secret.
When many people looked at Ye Fan, their expressions were all strange. This was a youngster with great potential. Once he became great in the future, he would be able to live for ten thousand years. Their descendants would have to live under his unmatched divine might.
Intimidating for ten thousand years!
Whenever they thought of this possibility, they would feel a tremendous pressure within their hearts. This was truly like a great mountain, making it hard for many people to breathe. They were worried for their descendants.
In the great hall, groups of three to five people formed groups, seven to eight people formed groups. Those who were close to each other gathered together, discussing a few topics they liked.
However, many people would look at Ye Fan from time to time. After this battle, his name would definitely spread far and wide. The impact would be too great.
The rise of the saint physique would be like the sun in the sky. For a long time in the future, he would probably be the focus of everyone's attention.
"He is still so young. His future achievements are unpredictable!"
"The Yin Yang Sect is in trouble. I'm afraid the entire sect won't be able to sleep."
"There are many bones on the road to becoming a Great Emperor. For a long time in the future, if there is a war between emperors, there will most likely be many corpses lying under his feet."
The news spread out immediately. The southern region was shaken, and everyone who had been paying attention to this battle was astonished.
The result of this battle quickly spread to the vast Eastern Wasteland, the Middle Prefecture, the Southern Mountains, and the other places. The two words "saint physique" made people feel extremely heavy.
"Saint physique, his rise is unstoppable!" This was everyone's first reaction when they heard the news. After killing the North Thearch, who else could stand in his way?
In the great hall, Ji Ziyue was like a fairy. She smiled sweetly and spoke with her beautiful eyes. She was the darling of the heavens. She gathered all the beauty in her body. She had bright eyes and white teeth, and her spiritual qi was overwhelming.
Ye Fan walked together with her, which attracted many people's attention. Why did the saint physique come? To solve Ji Ziyue's problems, he had to kill the North Thearch. Now that he had really done it, many thoughts appeared in everyone's mind.
On the other side of the great hall, the people of the Wang Clan were sad and angry, but they couldn't do anything. The treasure in Ye Fan's hand was too terrifying. Once the black gourd appeared, it burned everything. There was no way to stop it.
"Teng 'er's death is too unjust. Don't worry, I will take revenge for you!" Wang Chengkun roared like an owl.
On the golden ancient war chariot, the broken flesh and bones flickered with the light of immortal divinity. They trembled as if they had a spirit.
Clang!
Suddenly, a bell rang out. It was especially ear-piercing, and everyone in the Ji Clan heard it. The Ji Clan's Saint Master's expression instantly changed, and he said, "Everyone, please excuse me."
He left in a hurry, and the few doyens' expressions also changed. They quickly walked out and followed him to the deepest part of the Ji Clan.
The others didn't feel anything, but Ye Fan keenly sensed a trace of abnormality. He sighed and placed the copper coffin in front of him. In the end, he still had to use it.
"This is the will of the entire Ji Clan. Or is it just a part of them? Are they going to strangle the saint physique today and kill him in the cradle?!" A few living fossils also felt the abnormality.
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