The ten princes of the Golden Crow Clan were each stronger than the last. The strongest among them was the sixth, Lu Ya. Many sect masters had to bow down to him.
This was a terrifying golden crow. He had torn apart a flood dragon and killed a Sky Peng when he was young. He was extremely talented and had killed more than a handful of sect masters.
His hands were dripping with blood. He was extremely powerful and had ten brothers. Who in the world would dare to provoke him?
Otherwise, how could he become sworn brothers with Yin Tiande, Sanque and the Taiyin Godchild? They were the most terrifying people in the Ziwei Galaxy in the future.
His appearance startled many people. Even the living fossil was startled. The sect masters had to treat him as an equal even though he was still very young.
Many female cultivators focused their gazes on him. Lu Ya still didn't have a dao companion and the old king of the Golden Crow Clan was choosing one for him. Many geniuses from the ancient sects had their own thoughts.
"No, this is a clone of Lu Ya. His true body didn't come," one of the sect masters said.
The Ninth Prince didn't mind that Lu Ya had stolen his limelight and attracted everyone's attention. He was already used to his sixth brother's talent. He had been like this since he was young.
The two had similar figures and were both very handsome. Their long golden hair danced in the wind, flowing with golden light. Their golden eyes shot out sharp rays like swords.
They walked side by side like two ancient golden holy spirits, majestic and intimidating. Golden energy pervaded the air and golden flames danced.
"Princes …" Lang Tianye went forward to greet the Golden Crows. Even though he knew Lu Ya was a clone, he didn't dare to be impolite.
Many great characters came out to greet the two princes. This was enough to show how powerful the clan was and how much people feared them.
Many people from the younger generation came forward to greet them. They were very reserved in front of Lu Ya's clone.
"Which one of them is it?" The Ninth Prince's long golden hair was burning like fire as he asked the crippled golden crow to identify him.
"He's not here," one of the cultivators who came to greet them whispered.
"How arrogant," the Ninth Prince said indifferently. Then, he turned around and said to his clansmen, "Go and call him out. Today is the Old Wolf Deity's birthday. I don't want to start a massacre in the manor and stain Celestial Wolf Mountain with blood."
Everyone's hearts trembled. The Ninth Prince was extremely domineering and sharp. It was obvious that he was here to kill. He didn't want to say anything more.
A few young ladies revealed looks of surprise. The Golden Crow Race was too powerful! No wonder there were heavenly geniuses who were sent to the Golden Crow Race for marriage.
At the same time, everyone was shocked. Ye Fan was actually sitting calmly in the villa, not coming out at all. Even when the two crown princes came, he still treated them calmly.
The crippled Golden Crows were gritting their teeth. They looked completely different from when they had been driven away. They strode into the villa with their heads held high, sneering.
"Ye, you're really patient. You're still drinking tea here."
When they entered the courtyard, they saw Ye Fan again. He was filled with hatred, and his voice rose an octave as he shouted.
"Our Ninth Prince is here, and so is Crown Prince Lu Ya's incarnation. You dare to oppose the Golden Crow Race, you … Hmph!"
Ye Fan glanced at them and only spat out one word: "Scram." He waved his hand impatiently as if he was shooing away flies. He didn't want to look at them anymore.
"Our Ninth Prince wants you to go out and see him …" A Golden Crow sneered.
"Have you forgotten the lesson just now?" Ye Fan suddenly raised his head, cutting him off. A large golden hand waved out, and a few resounding slaps rang out. Several mouths full of teeth flew out, all of them flying out.
The force was so great that they flew over many courtyards and landed outside the manor. They rolled around like dead fish, exhaling more than they inhaled.
Everyone in front of the Celestial Wolf Mountain Manor was shocked. This was really not giving the Ninth Prince any face. The messenger who went in was thrown out like a dead dog.
The Ninth Prince's expression was unsightly. He said coldly: "What arrogance! Do you want me to go in and start a massacre?"
"Your Highness, it's my master's birthday today. Please calm down." Lang Tianye tried to mediate. He naturally didn't want any trouble.
"Old Wolf's divine arts are profound, so I don't want to ruin his birthday. It's just that this person doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. If I don't kill him, the Golden Crow Ancestor will blame me. "The Ninth Prince said.
"What if I miss today?" Lang Tianye said.
"You should ask someone to call him out. Just say that I want to see him. There's no use in hiding in the manor." The Ninth Prince said.
Not long after, a disciple from the Celestial Wolf Mountain Manor came to see Ye Fan. Some cultivators who came to offer their blessings also came in, wanting to see if Ye Fan would still be so domineering this time.
"You want me to see him? What Ninth Prince? I've never heard of him. If he wants to see me, tell him to come here himself! "Ye Fan refused.
Everyone was astonished. He didn't even put the Ninth Prince in his eyes and said that he had never heard of him. This was clearly a domineering lord and there would definitely be a fight.
"You …" An expert from the Golden Crow Race also came in, but his expression changed after hearing this.
"What about you?" Ye Fan glanced sideways. "You're just used to being domineering. Do you think you're the Great Sage who commands the world? If you're not, then disappear immediately!"
This cultivator was here to find out the truth. He felt that Ye Fan was very powerful, so he turned around and left without saying anything else.
"Bang!"
The Ninth Prince stepped on the ground after hearing this and entered the Celestial Wolf Mountain Manor step by step. His expression was cold as golden energy revolved around his body.
He stopped some distance away from the courtyard. His golden eyes shot out two beams of divine light that were hundreds of meters long and disappeared into the void.
"Ye Fan!"
"What do you want?" Ye Fan sat firmly on the stone chair with a teacup in his hand.
"You're quite arrogant. I've come in person, but you're still like this." The Ninth Prince's expression was cold as he stepped into the courtyard.
"You're the one who thinks too highly of yourself. You want me to meet you? Who do you think you are?" Ye Fan said calmly.
The Ninth Prince glared at him with a demonic power. His eyes were incomparably sharp as he said, "I hope your strength matches your words. You won't disappoint me."
"Whether or not you're disappointed has nothing to do with me. Not to mention you, even if your old father, the Golden Crow, came, I still wouldn't pay my respects. Stop putting on the airs of a crown prince. I don't know you." Ye Fan was quite domineering.
The Ninth Prince's eyes were frightening as he walked forward with large steps. He looked down at Ye Fan with a murderous expression.
Everyone was shocked. Ye Fan was clearly not afraid of the Golden Crow Tribe. He didn't even get up when the Ninth Prince was here.
At this time, Lu Ya finally spoke for the first time. He pulled the Ninth Prince back and said, "I admire you a bit now."
"You admire me, but you're here to help Yin Tiande kill me. He hasn't even come out of seclusion yet you're so proactive." Ye Fan sneered.
"I do want to befriend you, but you killed Yin Tiande's brother. What a pity." Lu Ya shook his head.
"What does that have to do with you? Your tribe thinks too highly of itself. Do you really think you can rule over everything?" Ye Fan said.
"Sixth Brother, what are you talking about? He crippled my clansman and has long since become an enemy of the Golden Crow Tribe. Send him on his way!" The Ninth Prince said coldly.
"Everyone, please calm down. Let's not fight today," Lang Tianye said with an ugly expression.
"Let's go outside and fight. Don't ruin Senior Wolf-God's birthday celebration," Lu Ya said calmly.
"Let's go and find a place for you to be buried. A few feet of soil should be enough," the Ninth Prince said with a cold glint flashing in his teeth.
"You are just a golden crow. Don't think of yourself as an ancient saint." Ye Fan's lips curled into a cold smile.
Who in the world would dare to talk about the Golden Crow Tribe like this? Everyone was shocked. Just what was the background of this cultivator named Ye Fan?
Outside the Heavenly Wolf Mountain Manor, Ye Fan faced the dozen or so Golden Crows by himself. His expression was calm and he did not seem nervous at all.
"Ninth Prince, take revenge for us. You must kill this arrogant brat and restore our prestige!" One of the people crippled by Ye Fan said while gritting his teeth.
"Fine, I'll cripple him too and take revenge for you. Then, I'll end his life!" The Ninth Prince said.
"Pluff! Pluff!"
Ye Fan opened his palm and shot out several beams of golden light that pierced through their foreheads. He killed them right in front of the Golden Crow Prince.
"You … how dare you!" The Ninth Prince shouted.
Everyone was astonished. This was an undisguised humiliation. Killing these people from the Golden Crow Race in front of the Ninth Prince was like injuring his face.
"The Golden Crow Tribe has produced ten princes, all of them extremely talented. We're finally going to see them take action."
The Celestial Wolf Howling Moon Stage was a broken mountain that seemed to have been cut in half by an axe. Its surface was wide and flat, reinforced by dao runes. It was a martial arena left behind from ancient times.
"You don't know the immensity of the heaven and earth. I'll bury you in a three-foot pit to bury your remains."
The ninth prince felt extremely humiliated and immediately sent a slap towards Ye Fan's right cheek. He wanted to slap Ye Fan's face with his Golden Crow body's extreme speed and power.
"Bam!"
Ye Fan met the attack with his golden palm. A loud sound rang out as golden blood splattered everywhere. The ninth prince's palm was shattered into pieces.
He let out a long roar and regenerated his broken palm. He turned into a beam of golden light and rushed out, leaving behind a pool of golden blood.
The crowd was astonished. The Golden Crow Tribe's body was so powerful, yet he was already at a disadvantage in just one exchange. Just how terrifying was this person's constitution?
The battle between the Ninth Prince and Ye Fan erupted. The battle immediately reached its climax. The scene was astonishing, and the sun and moon lost their radiance.
The true flames of the sun devoured the heavens, stirring up the essence of the sun. Golden sacred flames poured down in torrents, turning into a boundless sea of flames that overturned the world.
The Ninth Prince no longer dared to use his body to fight at close range. He used his magical power to suppress the enemy.
However, Ye Fan was not afraid at all. He shot out a strand of black sacred power that extinguished the True Sun Flame. The temperature plummeted.
Extreme Yin Holy Power!
This was the Extreme Yin Holy Power he had produced while cultivating the Extreme Yin and Extreme Yang Ancient Scriptures. Its divine might was powerful enough to extinguish the True Sun Flame.
Suddenly, an expanse of dazzling golden light flew out. Eighty-one great golden banners fluttered about. They were cast from resplendent divine gold, and even the surface of the banners was golden in color. There were divine golden crows on them, lining up in the void, trapping Ye Fan within.
"Lu Ya's Golden Crow Banner!" The crowd was astonished. This was a bloody legend!
In the past, Lu Ya had used these banners to trap five supreme sect masters at the same time. He refined all of them and killed them within, dyeing the skies red with blood.
Today, he gave this banner to the Ninth Prince and used it during the battle. He immediately sealed Ye Fan within.
Everyone sighed inwardly. This was the Golden Crow Tribe's treasured banner and simply could not be broken. It contained the Golden Crow Divine Formation within. No matter how powerful Ye Fan was, could he compare to five supreme sect masters? He would undoubtedly die.
"You dare to oppose my Golden Crow Tribe?" The Ninth Prince stood outside the banner with his hands behind his back. His long golden hair danced in the wind as he sneered.
Even a living fossil couldn't escape after being trapped within the Golden Crow Divine Formation. Of course, he was arrogant and disdainful, treating Ye Fan as a dead man.
However, things often went beyond one's expectations. Ye Fan used the Line Formula and rushed out without any delay.
Once the Line Formula was completed, he could go as high as the nine heavens and as deep as the underworld. Nothing could stop him. Ye Fan watched the young madman use it and found that it even touched upon the domain of time. He was greatly enlightened and his understanding deepened.
"Boom!"
Six Dao Reincarnation Fist!
The Saint Physique was used, its aura devouring the mountains and rivers as it advanced courageously. No one in the world could compare to it!
This was simply a fist technique created for Ye Fan. It seemed to possess the power to open up the six daos. It was peerless in this world and could shatter the heavens.
The Ninth Prince turned into a streak of golden light to evade, but he still let out a loud cry. Half of his body was blasted apart with golden blood splashing everywhere. His severed body flew out in a miserable manner.
Everyone was astonished and almost became lifeless. This was one of the Golden Crow Tenth Princes who could kill a Saint Lord. His name was renowned throughout the world, yet he had fallen to such a state.
At this moment, everyone woke up with a start. They felt that they had gravely underestimated this cultivator of unknown origins. This person named Ye Fan's battle today was destined to shake the entire Lu Continent.
Only a few sect masters from Heaven's Origin City knew that he was extraordinary. They knew that Ye Fan and the old madman were old acquaintances, but they never said anything.
"Ah …" The Ninth Prince roared furiously. He couldn't accept this result. Not even the Golden Crow Treasured Banner Divine Formation could stop the enemy as if he was walking on flat ground. This was simply too inconceivable.
Ye Fan soared into the sky and chased after the Ninth Prince with the Travel Seal. He was about to catch up to the Ninth Prince and raise his fist to attack.
Lu Ya finally took action. Although he was only an incarnation, he could use great divine abilities. He took out a golden Ancestral Crow feather and rushed over to pull the Ninth Prince away.
"Sixth Brother, what are you running for? Apart from Yin Tiande, you're unrivalled in the younger generation. You killed five sect masters in a single day. Kill anyone who dares to contend with you!" The Ninth Prince shouted.
"My true body hasn't arrived yet and my incarnation doesn't even have twenty percent of its power. Let's leave this place first," said Lu Ya. The Golden Crow Treasured Banner's failure to trap and kill the enemy had exceeded his expectations.
"I'm not resigned to this! I actually have to flee in defeat!" The Ninth Prince spat out large mouthfuls of blood.
Ye Fan stood in the void and didn't give chase. He took out a treasured bow with a sneer on his face and began to draw it into a full moon. This was the Myriad Slayers Bow!
Everyone was shocked as they stared at the sky.
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