The Demonic Imperial Palace was hidden in the depths of the mountains. There was a power that could sever three thousand worlds. The place was shrouded in a dense demonic aura and was incomparably mysterious.
A quiet bluestone path led to the depths of this ancient mountain range. Old trees towered into the sky, as tall as the mountains. Giant vines were dozens of feet thick, covering the entire mountain ridge.
Outside the mountain, Ye Fan alone was suppressing the group of enemies. Facing the eight great experts of Northern Plains' Wang Clan, he attacked with full force, suppressing everyone.
He carried Wang Chengkun like he was carrying a dead goose. With every step he took, the big shots in front of him would take three steps back. This scene was astonishing.
Eight Almighties! What kind of frightening battle prowess was this? Yet they were intimidated by a single person, forcing them to retreat step by step like a flock of sheep facing a tiger king.
"Ah …" Wang Chengkun growled. As the leader of a clan, being dragged like a dead dog like this was a great humiliation that made his lungs want to explode.
Slap!
Ye Fan raised his hand and gave him a slap, causing his teeth to fly out and blood to flow from the corner of his mouth. He did not take his life immediately, otherwise, this slap would have turned his head into a rotten watermelon.
In the surroundings, everyone was in a daze, feeling a chill all over their bodies. This was the clan leader of a Northern Plains' Desolate Clan, yet he was lifted up and slapped. What was the difference between this and a fantasy story?
Even if Wang Chengkun's cultivation was not good and he was only an ordinary great expert, his status was there. The leader of an eternal clan held great authority, looking down on Northern Plains and the world. His status was extremely noble and inviolable.
He represented a Desolate Clan, and being slapped like this was the same as slapping the face of everyone in the clan. This was a humiliation to an eternal clan.
Wang Chengkun was stupefied, then he roared like a wild beast. He did everything he could to destroy this young man that he had hated for more than ten years.
Slap!
However, facing all of this, Ye Fan only responded with a slap, a solid slap on his face. Another tooth fell out.
"Ah …" Wang Chengkun almost went crazy. This was a great humiliation. He knew he was finished. Even if he could survive, he could no longer be the leader of a clan.
"Pa!"
Ye Fan slapped him again, causing his roar to stop abruptly. He stood there like a demonic god, incomparably domineering.
Everyone was stupefied. How many years had it been since something like this had happened? The owner of an undying inheritance had his mouth slapped by another, this feeling was too unreal! In the past, it was only possible if they broke through a holy land and were destroyed. That was a great humiliation that would be remembered for all eternity.
"I'm not seeing things, right? The divine physique has returned and is slapping the Wang family's head in the face?"
"Is it him? His face is shrouded in mist, and even the Heaven's Eye can't see through it. However, the golden blood energy is definitely him."
"It's really him, the person who disappeared for twelve years has appeared again, suppressing eight great experts of Northern Plains' Wang tribe by himself!"
In the surroundings, everyone felt their hair stand on end. The scene before their eyes was too impactful.
Qi Haoshui's skin was like fine jade. Her lips were red and moist, and her eyelashes were very long. Her eyes were filled with shock. She had never thought that when they met again, Ye Fan's battle prowess would be so terrifying.
On the side, the Southern Demon's black hair draped over his shoulders. His expression was solemn as he quietly watched the battle. His eyes were incomparably deep, and there were stars, moon, and stars faintly discernible within.
The great demons of Southern Mountains, the human race's sect masters, and the inheritors they brought were all experiencing great waves of emotions, finding it hard to calm down. They were astonished by Ye Fan's battle prowess and wanted to know how he had returned.
Ye Fan held Wang Chengkun upside down as he strode forward. The remaining four senior Elders all had unsightly expressions. Crackling sounds came from their bodies as they shed a layer of human skin to be replaced by thick scales.
These four were all archaic creatures, and not a single one of them was human. It was clear that they had ulterior motives for coming to Southern Mountains Demon Imperial Palace like this. This caused the faces of the various big shots of the demon race to become somewhat cold.
An ancient creature with a head full of purple hair and antlers on his head spoke. Green scales flickered all over his body. "We are not people from Northern Plains' Wang Family …"
"Isn't it the same? Didn't you all stop me from attacking just now?" Ye Fan didn't stop at all and continued to walk forward. Golden blood energy surged all over his body as he pressed forward.
Peng!
This archaic creature suffered a heavy pressure. His entire body felt as if it had been struck by lightning. Streaks of bloody markings appeared on his body. There was a weight of millions of catties in front of him that he couldn't block at all.
"Stop! Do you know where we came from? What are our identities?" This ancient creature shouted.
Peng!
Ye Fan took a step forward and waved his hand, slapping his face. Immediately, half of his face was missing. His face was like a bloody gourd, distorted beyond recognition. His entire body flew out.
"Do you want to become enemies with my race? We come from the Valley of Gods, a great royal race among the myriad races. Our orders are in the ancient times, and no one dares to disobey. You …" Another ancient creature berated loudly.
"This isn't the ancient times. If you want to command the world, I'll send you back." Ye Fan took a step forward. With a light shout, a stream of golden blood energy rushed out from his mouth, causing the ancient creature in front to scream miserably. He used all sorts of ancient treasures to block it, but they were all shattered. He reared his head back and coughed out blood. He was sent flying and fell into the dust.
"You don't know the difference between life and death. The various races of the ancient times are about to emerge. Those who can adapt to the situation will make a wise choice, yet you chose to become enemies with us …" A third ancient creature shouted.
"It seems like you are the one who doesn't know the difference between life and death!" A golden sacred domain appeared outside Ye Fan's body, preventing all techniques from touching him. He calmly took a step forward. The attacks in front of him were all ineffective. He slapped out with his palm.
"Pu!"
The ancient lifeform only had time to let out a scream before it was sent flying by the slap. Then, it exploded in midair, turning into a pile of broken bones and bloody pulp.
In the distance, all the spectators held their breaths. These were powerful ancient creatures, yet they were killed just like that. There wasn't the slightest bit of hesitation at all. This caused everyone's hearts to tremble.
Now, the various races of the ancient times were reviving one after another. An incomparably terrifying chaotic era was about to arrive. All the major powers of the world were seeking to protect themselves, fearing that they would be drawn into the dark chaos. They weren't willing to offend the ancient creatures, especially those from the king races. Yet Ye Fan didn't care about them at all. He killed them on the spot, even if they were from the Valley of Gods! It didn't matter at all.
The remaining three ancient creatures felt their hearts pounding. After roaming the world, there hadn't been a single human who didn't treat them like anything. This person killed them as if they were chickens or ducks!
"My Valley of Gods …"
"You guys aren't qualified to talk to me." Ye Fan interrupted their words and then pressed forward. Once the golden sacred domain appeared, it was useless no matter how the three ancient creatures attacked.
"You have to understand the consequences of choosing to become enemies with my race!" At this moment, they were clearly putting on a brave front.
"Your race … I will go kill Zi Tiandu." Ye Fan sneered.
After the young master of the Valley of Gods led people to force Dongfang Ye to climb the Fallen Eagle Cliff and stain the stone walls with his blood, Ye Fan had already sworn to kill Zi Tiandu with his own hands.
"You want to kill the young master of my race? What kind of place do you think the Valley of Gods is? Back in the day, we looked down on the world, and no one dared to disobey us …"
"Bang!"
Ye Fan took a step forward, and a powerful aura erupted. It soared up to the nine heavens and down to the nine hells. He was like a demonic god, and his ocean-like power surged. The pressure caused the ancient creature in front of him to tremble and kneel on the ground.
He didn't want to maintain this humiliating posture, but he couldn't move at all. Moreover, his body was trembling, and even his teeth were chattering.
"Zi Tiandu, Yuan Gu, I will kill both of them!" Ye Fan snorted coldly. His golden sacred domain expanded, and he was like a god shrouded in a divine halo.
"Yuan Gu …" Hearing this name, not only the three ancient creatures, but also many of the giants of the human race were shocked. This was an unrivaled young ancient race expert in the modern era.
"You will never be able to defeat them. That is the bloodline of the ancient kings, and within them flows the invincible imperial blood …" said one of the ancient creatures.
Ye Fan didn't attack again. Instead, he calmly and powerfully strode forward, pulsing with the mountains, rivers, and all living things. There was a terrifying rhythm to his steps, and a "dao" was circulating. Each step was like the sound of a heavenly drum.
"Pfft!"
The terrifying rhythm caused the three ancient creatures to vomit blood with each step. This was an incomparably frightening scene.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
The other two ancient creatures couldn't control themselves and also knelt on the ground. They tried their best to raise their heads, but they couldn't. Their veins were throbbing, and they couldn't get up no matter how hard they tried.
"Pfft!"
Golden divine light surged. His footsteps slowly and powerfully descended. They coughed out large mouthfuls of blood. Ye Fan was surrounded by a divine ring. He was like a deity walking in the world of mortals.
When Ye Fan reached the fifth step, a sword cry sounded. The sound of his footsteps was actually like this, making everyone turn pale!
When his eighth step descended, it was like a heavenly sword returning to its scabbard. With a qiang sound, the three ancient creatures kneeling on the ground all shattered, turning into a pool of blood.
This scene left everyone horrified! Everyone felt a chill run down their spines from head to toe, producing waves of cold air.
"Why did the battle end again? Did I come too late?" Li Tian ran over from the depths of the mountains. Behind him was a demoness that was bewitching to the point of seduction.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan smashed Wang Chenkun onto the ground. All of the bones in his body fractured on the spot, taking away half his life.
"The sect master of the carnal desires path has arrived!" Li Tian rushed over and descended from the sky. He stepped on Wang Chenkun's chest and said, "Didn't you want to kill me, you old turtle? Why couldn't you wait a bit longer? You really can't take a beating."
"Pu!"
Wang Chengkun spat out blood. Half of it was due to anger, and the other half was due to injury. Today, he suffered a great humiliation. His reputation was completely ruined.
Even if a miracle happened and he could survive, this position of family master would also come to an end. The clansmen definitely wouldn't allow him to continue.
Li Tian wanted to search his primordial spirit, but with a pu sound, the Wang family master's sea of consciousness collapsed. It turned into destructive light and rushed out, almost injuring him.
Ye Fan shivered inwardly. Even a sect master level figure's sea of consciousness had a forbidden technique set up. It truly was a bit terrifying. Even the undying inheritances were extremely mysterious.
Everyone was stupefied. A family master of the Huanggu family had died. This was definitely a great matter that would shake the world. The five regions would definitely be thrown into chaos and news would spread to every corner of the world.
Wang Chengkun's cultivation might not be enough to shock the world, but his status was too high, incomparably noble. It was impossible for the world not to be shaken even if he didn't want to die like this.
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The ancient vein that the Demonic Imperial Palace was located in was extremely vast. All of the demonic races that could cultivate here all had great backgrounds. Over a hundred li away was the Southern Demonic's cultivation ground.
In this place, the ancient trees were even taller than the mountains. The bluestone path was incomparably deep and serene, leading to a peaceful land.
Ye Fan, the Southern Demonic, Yan Yixi, and Li Tian sat on the ground, listening to the zither. There was a kind of ethereal and almost dao realm atmosphere.
The Southern Demonic personally boiled water. All kinds of tea utensils were placed on the ancient wooden table. Then, she displayed a kind of tea ceremony that could purify one's soul.
They tasted the fragrant tea and listened to the zither music. For a moment, they entered an indescribable state of emptiness.
Not far away, Qi Huoshui was personally playing the zither. It was beautiful and pleasant to listen to, cleansing one's soul.
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