It was already deep into the night. A jade plate hung high in the firmament. In the distance, the black ocean was rising and falling. The island was covered in a layer of white and hazy mist. On the Pill Cliff were strange rocks, and the old medicine faced the moon and exhaled multicolored clouds.
In Tang Valley, the six zhang golden Fusang Undying God Tree shone resplendently, illuminating the night sky. Under the tree, there was a green-clothed elder standing alone. He was filled with perplexity and didn't reply to Ye Fan.
In front of him, there was an ancient stone coffin. It was filled with a strange aura, and everything on the island became strange because of it.
Above the golden Fusang Tree sat a group of ancient palaces. They were faintly discernible, towering, grand, and imposing.
The green-clothed old man seemed to have lost his soul. His entire person was muddle-headed, and there was not the slightest fluctuation of Psyche Power. He stood there like a piece of wood.
"Senior!" Ye Fan raised his voice. Facing the single-armed old man, he took a few more steps forward.
In front of the Fusang Divine Tree, raging flames surged. Sun saint force circulated and the stone coffin was terrifying. Not a single cultivator could approach it. It was unknown how many people had designs on the Undying Tree, but they could only stop.
In particular, the Golden Crow Race had approached several times, but they had been forced back by the aura of the one-armed old man and the stone coffin. It was like a dormant giant beast that could attack at any time, so no one dared to act rashly.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Some people said coldly. They saw Ye Fan walk forward, getting closer to the green-clothed elder. They were all afraid that he would really obtain something.
"We don't care about anything else. This Fusang Divine Tree belongs to the Golden Crow Race. No one can have any ideas about it!" said an old Golden Crow.
Meanwhile, on the side, the eight crown princes of the Golden Crow Race all revealed killing intent. They surrounded Ye Fan, wanting to trap him within and immediately kill him.
Li Tian and Yan Yixi flew over on the Goddess Furnace. They sneered in the air and looked down on them. Lu Ya and the two old Golden Crows descended with the Black-Winged Flowing Gold Hou in their hands.
The Divine Son of Taiyin and Taoist Sanque also flew over with ancient sacred weapons to help. The people of the Moon Palace surrounded Yi Qingwu to celebrate her return and did not take any action.
As for the other major forces, such as the Human King Hall and the Ziwei God Dynasty, they watched coldly from the sidelines and temporarily did not express their stance.
The atmosphere at the scene was tense. The battle had lasted for a long time just now. It was only because of Yi Qingwu's escape that the situation became less tense. Now, the flames of war were going to rise to the sky again.
Of course, there were always battles going on in the ancient palace. Most of the experts were gathered there, and they were still fighting. Everyone wanted to obtain the human race ancient emperor's inheritance.
Now, the flames of war had finally reached the bottom of the Tree of Immortality. A Golden Crow silently took action, turning into a streak of golden light and attacking Ye Fan.
"The Golden Crow Race's princes have taken action!" Someone cried out in alarm.
This clan had ten princes, all of them sect master level figures, flourishing to the extreme, shocking past and present. There wasn't a single great power's master who could have this type of terrifying heirs.
The Golden Crow Race's Eighth Prince took action. This was a twenty something year old youth, his cultivation deep and immeasurable. A streak of Li Flame flew out, burning the heavens, covering Ye Fan below.
However, what people didn't expect was that Ye Fan didn't dodge at all. He allowed the flames to touch his body and bathed in them. He wasn't injured in the slightest.
He operated the Ancient Sun Scripture and walked forward with large steps, approaching the green-clothed elder step by step. Not even the True Sun Flame that seeped out from the divine tree could injure him temporarily.
"The Golden Crow Race is nothing more than this!"
Someone sneered in the dark. This was clearly instigating, wanting them to deal with Ye Fan with all of their strength, not letting him advance smoothly. It was because no one knew what kind of relationship he had with the single-armed elder.
"The Golden Crow Race is known to be the descendants of immortals, but in my opinion, this isn't the case. The Ninth Prince was killed by someone, and now, the great enemy is right in front of us, yet …"
Chi la!
A streak of Sun Flame Essence flew out, interrupting the hidden person's words. What replaced it was a miserable cry. That instigator was immediately burned into ashes.
The Golden Crow Race's Second Prince only revealed a cold smile. Everything he did was insignificant to him, but it startled everyone.
"Heavens, this is a strand of Sun Flame Essence produced when the Sun Saint Force is operated to the extreme! He actually refined this type of thing!"
"Not only did he find the location of a powerful figure, but he also burned it to ashes with just a raise of his hand. This Golden Crow Race's Second Prince is too terrifying."
Everyone said that the Golden Crow Race's ten princes were all powerful, and Lu Ya was the strongest among them. However, after seeing the Second Prince summon the Sun Flame Essence, many people became extremely doubtful.
This kind of Sun Flame Essence was enough to burn a peerless sect master to death, and ordinary powerful figures would find it difficult to resist. Just how terrifying was such a person?
Many people stared at the second prince, but he remained calm. The fact that the crown prince was the leader of the crowd made them all the more fearful.
"Everyone, step back. We must kill this person today. He dared to kill a direct descendant of the Golden Crow Race. Not even the resurrection of the Ancient Sun Emperor can save him!"
A Golden Crow Prince said. They spread out and surrounded the Fusang Golden Tree and Ye Fan in the center.
"Your Golden Crow Race's appetite is too big. You clearly want to take this Immortal Tree for yourself!" Someone in the dark sneered.
"This tree is the dwelling place of our Golden Crow Race's ancestor. Is there any doubt about this?" A Golden Crow Prince asked.
"What proof do you have that this is your ancestor's divine tree?" The person in the dark sneered.
"That's the proof!" Lu Ya said in the sky. He pointed at the lush golden leaves where a crow's nest could be vaguely seen.
"It's useless to say these things. The fact that a Golden Crow once built a nest on it doesn't prove anything. Everyone knows that the Fusang Divine Tree accompanied the Ancient Sun Emperor to prove his dao. It belongs to the human race," a living fossil from the Human King Hall said.
The Human King Hall was one of the most ancient inheritances of the human race. Their statement at this time caused the atmosphere to change.
The Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow Race stood out. He was the youngest and could be said to be full of youthful vigor. He bluntly said, "In all kinds of myths and legends, Fusang and the Golden Crow are inseparable. My race even suspects that the Ancient Sun Emperor is the ancestor of our Golden Crow Race."
"Haha …" Li Tian laughed and looked down with the goddess furnace in his hand. "Why don't you say that the founder of the Human King Hall, the founder of the Moon Palace, the ancestor of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, and the old man of the Eight Visions Palace are all incarnations of your ancestor?"
Who exactly was the owner of the Fusang Divine Tree? This caused everyone here to be on their guard. All the major powers wanted to snatch it.
But everyone knew that no single race would be able to monopolize it. Everyone could only divide it among themselves. In the end, it was only a matter of how much they could obtain. They were acting tough now so that they could obtain more in the future.
"I think we can talk about this later." The crown prince of the Golden Crow Race spoke. He was very calm and was over 50 years old. His golden hair draped over his shoulders. He was an old daoist priest.
"That's right. Now, everyone, please watch from the sidelines. Let us deal with the greatest enemy of our race first." The Second Prince of the Golden Crow Race nodded as he stared at Ye Fan.
"If you guys want to kill me, walk over here first." Ye Fan turned his head and spoke.
At this moment, he had already arrived before the green-robed old man. Everyone was greatly shocked. The stone coffin laid there horizontally. Some people tried to use their holy weapons to attack but were all blocked.
Ye Fan was fearless. Naturally, it was because of the rusted copper. The two ancient swords seemed to have sensed the abnormality of this place and didn't fly into his Sea of Reincarnation.
The stone coffin was terrifying. Every strand of energy seeping out was enough to destroy a peerless character. It was quietly displayed just like that, incomparably mysterious.
"Everyone, it's time to attack!" Someone from the Golden Crow Race shouted. They had a bad feeling about this. Ye Fan had actually approached the green-robed old man without fear of the terrifying pressure. This was not a good sign.
The others were also astonished. Ye Fan arrived before the tree and allowed the essence of the sun to pour over him. He was unharmed at all since the two pieces of bronze had helped him block the attack.
"Lay down the formation patterns and kill him here!" The crown prince shouted. Although he was over 50 years old, he still possessed an incomparable sharpness. His daoist robes fluttered in the wind while his golden hair draped over his shoulders. His eyes were extremely cold.
"Boom!"
Apart from Lu Ya, the other eight princes all stood in specific positions. Mysterious patterns extended out from under their feet, shaking the heaven and earth.
"What? This is the ancient divine formation of the Golden Crow Race!"
Each of the eight golden crows held an ancient formation flag. It was the work of a saint! They wanted to kill him without giving Ye Fan any chance. At the same time, they were planning and taking action to seize the divine tree.
"They actually laid down these divine runes. This is an archaic killing formation. Even a supreme divine monarch would have a grievance after being trapped inside!"
Everyone was frightened. This was the Golden Crow Race's sect-guarding formation. It had not appeared for tens of thousands of years. Who would have thought that it would be laid down for Ye Fan?
"Boom!"
An ocean-like power surged violently. Black clouds roiled and demonic clouds filled the sky, drowning this place in an instant!
The eight banners were as black as ink. They were like eight archaic demonic gods. They were incomparably terrifying as they towered there with a might capable of traversing three thousand worlds.
In the blink of an eye, this archaic killing formation emitted a terrifying radiance. A golden figure appeared and stood proudly in the sky devouring black clouds. He was incomparably tall and towered above the demonic clouds. His eyes shot out several dozen li of golden light as he blinked!
"That's … the Golden Crow Race's Great Sage!"
"This archaic killing formation is too terrifying. It actually summoned the Golden Crow Race's Great Sage's avatar!"
A terrifying aura was released, causing many people in Tang Valley to collapse on the spot. They couldn't stand at all. That kind of wild and untamed might as if he was the only supreme existence in the world made everyone tremble in fear!
Only the great powers with holy weapons could maintain their calm and not go limp. The others couldn't move.
"What is the Golden Crow Race trying to do?!" Everyone was extremely shocked.
Was it to deal with a single Ye Fan? This was truly making a big fuss over a minor issue. This was the Golden Crow Race's sect-guarding divine formation. It was enough to kill a supreme divine monarch.
This wasn't some imitated ancient banner, but the true archaic killing formation's original banner. It was actually laid down here today.
"The Golden Crow Race wants to swallow the Propping Mulberry Divine Tree alone!" Someone shouted.
Li Tian and Yan Yixi expressed their stance with their actions. They were the first to take action, taking out their goddess furnace and blasting it forward.
"Everyone, I can assure you that this is only to kill Ye Fan. Please wait and see!" Lu Ya spoke at the right time. He took out the Blackwing Golden Centipede and the two old Golden Crows behind him also helped to resist the goddess furnace.
Originally, the others wanted to take action, but now they stopped.
"Boom!"
In the sky, dark clouds rolled and demonic mist filled the sky. The world was pitch-black as if it was the archaic era. A golden figure stood in the clouds with terrifying eyes that were even more dazzling than the sun!
He had already taken action. He took a step forward and wanted to suppress Ye Fan to death. The world-defying might he released shook the nine heavens and ten earths.
Ye Fan wasn't surprised. He stood calmly in front of the one-armed old man without a trace of fear. He secretly transmitted his voice to Yi Qingwu: "If I return the Moon Tower to you, can you cooperate with the goddess furnace to kill the Golden Crow Race's tenth prince and elder in one attack?"
"That's impossible. The Blackwing Golden Centipede is a divine weapon. That archaic killing formation is even more terrifying!" Yi Qingwu was like a fairy under the divine moon.
"Then forget it," Ye Fan said.
"Who am I, who am I …" The one-armed old man asked himself. His eyes became brighter and brighter. He suddenly raised his head and hugged the stone coffin.
The Golden Crow War God in the sky was covered in flowing light. He stood in the dark clouds and suppressed the nine heavens. However, when facing the divine consciousness and the stone coffin, he became incomparably solemn and didn't move forward.
"In the nine heavens and ten earths, I am the sole ruler. I sweep through the three thousand worlds and reverse the six paths of reincarnation. I am … the Sun Saint Emperor!"
The one-armed old man said slowly while hugging the stone coffin. At this moment, it was as if the three worlds and six paths of reincarnation were shaken. The vast black North Sea's waves struck the sky and all the clouds collapsed.
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