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Chapter 763

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The silver plate hung high in the sky as the bright moonlight shone down. The ancient pine trees stood tall on the mountain as clear spring water flowed from their roots. This was a tranquil and peaceful scene.

They sat cross-legged under the moonlight. There was not the slightest noise, tranquil and tranquil. There was an otherworldly aura that was tranquil and natural.

Not long ago, Ye Fan's blood was still boiling as he slashed eight great existences. He was like a god of war looking down on the world, oppressing people to the point of suffocation. But now, he was like a banished immortal, motionless and transcendent as if he was going to ride the wind.

He was like an asura god of death, but he was as calm as a snow orchid in the valley. One was moving and the other was quiet. They were two completely different temperaments.

The sound of the zither was ethereal and spirited. It was as if divine talismans were jumping about and flowing out from her slender fingers, sketching out a peaceful scene.

The moonlight shone down, making her white skin glow. Her fingers danced like a fairy, as if she was carved out of warm jade.

No one spoke and did not disturb this dao state. They quietly admired it.

The water boiled again. The Southern Demon stood up and displayed his superb tea ceremony. Every movement of his had a strange power that calmed one's heart, calmed one's mind, and purified one's thoughts. It allowed one's self to be at peace and tranquility.

This was a true tea ceremony that could purify one's soul. It allowed Ye Fan's anxiety over the death of his friend to dissolve. He slowly calmed down.

After a long time, the Southern Demon said, "Zi Tiandu is in the Southern Mountains."

Zi Tiandu was a young ancient race member who traveled together with Wang Teng twelve years ago. His strength was so powerful that it made people shiver. He was the young master of the Valley of Gods.

"How strong is he?" Li Tian woke up from his tranquility and asked while sipping his tea. At the same time, he was absent-mindedly looking at Qi Yueshan.

"He is much stronger than Wang Teng twelve years ago." The Southern Demon said. His thick black hair draped over his shoulders. Mountains and rivers appeared in his eyes along with the ancient moon. He was unfathomable.

"You want to tell us that he is very strong. Moreover, the current Wang Teng is not the same as before. He is even more terrifying, far surpassing the past. "Yan Yixi said.

The pine trees could not hide the moonlight. The clear spring flowed above the rocks. This place became quiet again. No one spoke as they quietly sipped their tea.

The fragrance lingered, causing one's soul to sublimate.

This was the world's most precious tea, originating from the Dao Comprehension Tea Tree. The leaves that flew out of Undying Mountain and landed in the outside world were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

Nan Yao used it to entertain guests. He didn't say anything, but the few of them could tell that he was using his heart to comprehend his own dao. This place became increasingly quiet.

"How strong is Yuan Gu?" Ye Fan asked. He had long decided that he was going to kill this person to understand his dao heart and avenge his old friend.

"I was ten li away from him. When I turned around, I saw his silhouette. He was an unrivalled expert and was extremely powerful." The Southern Monster didn't speak much, but his words carried a lot of weight.

He did not exaggerate, nor did he describe in detail. He spoke calmly and truthfully, but it made people feel a great pressure.

The Southern Demon had once entered the Eastern Wilderness alone, wanting to witness the terrifying young experts of the Ancient Race one by one. However, in the end, he had only brushed past Yuan Gu. He had not seen Huang Xudao, the Heavenly Prince, the Divine Silkworm Daoist, or the Fire Qilin.

"Today's battle will shake the entire five regions. Do you want to save your old friends from danger? Do you think they are still alive?" The Southern Demon calmly gazed over.

Ye Fan put down his teacup and gazed into the distance. "I hope there are still people alive. Let all the enemies come to kill me. I'll take them all on."

"Are you not afraid that the enemies are endless? Can you block them all?" Qi Huoshui had skin of ice and bones of jade, but when she smiled, there was a charming and flirtatious charm.

"If they come, I'll just kill them all," said Ye Fan.

In the distance, the expressions of the old demons couldn't help but become sluggish. Then, they nodded.

"Come, I, Divine Child Li Tian, have descended here. There will definitely be a world-shaking battle to raise the sacred might of our Carnal Desires orthodoxy." Li Tian was impassioned.

Qi Huoshui curled her lips. She didn't have a good impression of him.

"Beauty, don't look down on me. I'm the sect master of the Carnal Desires Orthodoxy. My sect will flourish in the Big Dipper Star Region. In the future, I will rule over the world."

"Isn't he just a rapist?" Qi Huoshui said valiantly. He put on a look of disdain and said, "Even if I haven't killed a thousand, I've killed at least eight hundred."

"Don't compare me with those tasteless fellows. I'm a young sect master with ideals, morals, background, iron rules, and ambition."

The night was quiet, and the fragrance of flowers permeated the air. The pine forest became quiet again. After a long time, Ye Fan asked the Southern Demon about the situation in the Eastern Wasteland. The information he obtained was similar to what he had heard before.

"When I entered the Eastern Wasteland, I killed a few experts from the ancient races. They were all from the same race as the Primordial Era, but I didn't find any of your old friends." The Southern Demon said.

Ye Fan expressed his gratitude. He didn't have a deep friendship with the Southern Demon, so it was very difficult for him to do this. But now, who would be willing to provoke the ancient races? Everyone wanted to protect themselves in the future chaotic times and couldn't wait to avoid them.

The ancient races all had ancient kings in slumber. Once they awakened, who could be a match for the human race? If one truly became enemies with them, there would definitely be mountains of corpses and seas of blood. No one would be able to fight against them, and all the holy lands would find it hard to breathe.

The moonlight was like thin smoke, sprinkling down on the pine forest like large white feathers. The spring water gurgled. This place was incomparably peaceful, like a poetic scene.

It was already late at night. Ye Fan stood up and said, "Tell me Zi Tiandu's specific location and help me carve a teleportation formation."

"Okay!" The Southern Demon stood up and asked an old demon to open an ancient formation platform on another mountain peak.

"You want to kill the young master of the Valley of Gods alone? That's a dragon's pool and tiger's den. There's no need to talk about how powerful he is, and there's also a group of terrifying clansmen there. It's a stronghold for them to enter the Southern Mountains Range. "Qi Huoshui's beautiful eyes blinked.

Ye Fan laughed and said, "After tonight, that stronghold will no longer exist."

"Arrogant." Qi Huoshui glanced at him.

"I'm drunk, numb, and limp. If I laugh again, I'll die," Li Tian shouted.

"Die!" Qi Huoshui ruthlessly glared at him.

"I've offended you in the past and imprisoned you for a month. Don't take it to heart." Ye Fan apologized.

"You can die too!" Qi Huoshui flipped out and kicked Ye Fan onto the formation platform, causing everyone to be stunned. This girl was truly ferocious, even kicking a saint physique. One had to know that this was a ruthless person who had just killed eight powerhouses, including the clan master of the Desolate Era.

The ancient formation platform interweaved with runes and resonated with the stars in the sky. At this moment, all of them were activated. Demonic light surged as they disappeared from the spot.

Vermillion Bird City was one of the ten great ancient cities of the Southern Mountains. It had a long history, even before the era of writing.

This was a huge ancient city. According to legend, when the foundation was built, the divine bird Vermillion Bird cried out, hence the city's name.

On this night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. A group of three crossed the void and entered this city.

"That Southern Demon seems to be extremely powerful and unfathomable," Yan Yixi said.

"This person is very calm and has an extraordinary bearing. He will definitely become a great person in the future." Even the hoodlum Li Tian said so.

Ye Fan nodded and said, "If he wasn't powerful, why would the Odd Warrior Manor talk to him privately? They might even give him a quota to enter the ancient starry sky region."

This was a very spacious ancient residence with gardens and many palaces. It was left behind by an ancient Heavenly Demon who looked down on the entire Southern Mountains in the past. Now, it was almost abandoned.

Ye Fan pushed open the door and walked in. He did not take out his battle treasure and only held an ordinary iron sword in his right hand as he strode forward.

"Who dares to trespass into my race's important place?" An ancient creature was alerted and flashed out from the door. He had scarlet hair and sharp fangs, his body covered in crocodile scales.

"Pu!"

Ye Fan did not say anything. A cold sword light shone in all directions, and a bloody head immediately flew out. Its primordial spirit was annihilated by the sword qi, and the headless corpse's blood splashed several meters high. When the three walked over, it fell to the ground with a plop.

"How dare you! Just a few humans, yet you dare to trespass into my Valley of Divinities!" A few beings that looked like flying silver yakshas jumped out and spat out divine arts. They emitted blazing divine light as they attacked.

Ye Fan spread out his golden sacred domain and strode forward. It was as if he had entered an uninhabited land, and nothing could touch him. He killed his way over like he was taking a leisurely stroll.

"Pu, pu …"

One head after another flew into the air, and blood bloomed like brilliant fireworks. It was a shocking moment, followed by eternal silence.

A total of nineteen heads were sent flying by Ye Fan. None of the ancient creatures were weak, but under the suppression of the golden sacred domain, they did not even have the power to fight back. They were all killed.

"Too fast, too sharp. Why don't you let me take action?" Li Tian shouted.

Ye Fan said, "Go into the sky and hold the Goddess Furnace, but do not expose it. If you see anyone trying to escape, blast them back. Don't let a single one escape today."

"Ah …"

Miserable screams rang out from the ancient residence, startling many cultivators in Vermilion Bird City. They all woke up and watched from afar.

"It's him, the saint physique again. He's taking revenge for the barbarians."

"He returned after twelve years, yet he's still so powerful and terrifying."

People gasped. How many people in the world dared to provoke ancient creatures? After returning, Ye Fan killed his way into the Valley of Divinities' stronghold in the Southern Mountains. He was going to wipe them all out!

"Ah …"

That night, Vermilion Bird City was restless. Shocking killing intent surged into the sky, and mournful screams rang out continuously. Everyone felt a sense of despair and coldness.

"Zi Tian, get over here and accept your head!"

Ye Fan raised his blood-dripping sword and killed his way into the depths of the residence. There were over sixty ancient creature corpses lying around, and his feet were covered in blood.

"My brother has returned to the Eastern Wasteland …" A terrifying creature walked out. It was not much different from a human, with purple hair, purple eyes, and snow-white skin. His eyes were spewing flames of anger as he said coldly, "You're that saint physique. He really returned."

"What a pity. Then I'll let him grieve for a period of time." After speaking, Ye Fan took action.

In the distant sky, everyone heard a wave of angry roars. There was an intense battle erupting, and all types of light surged. Countless archaic secret techniques were unleashed, and this place was thrown into chaos.

However, after a quarter of an hour, an unwilling roar sounded. A head soaked in blood flew into the sky, purple hair and purple eyes, and then it exploded.

After that, miserable screams rang out one after another. Some people clearly saw that there was a figure enveloped in a golden divine halo that was rapidly killing people in the residence.

When the sword descended, heads would either fall to the ground or half a body would be sent flying. This was an extremely terrifying scene. Blood dyed the green brick road red.

That person was like a demon king from hell. His hair was disheveled, and he killed people like flax. Not a single sword missed. Every time he attacked, a large amount of blood would blossom, and life would end.

"Too terrifying. Is this the holy power of a saint physique? A divine ring suppressing all the ancient creatures that attacked!"

"He returned after twelve years and came back to this world. The saint physique is too powerful and terrifying!"

This was what everyone was thinking. They all felt their scalps go numb, and their bodies became ice-cold.

When everything calmed down, there were over a hundred corpses under Ye Fan's feet. His entire body was soaked in blood, and the scarlet iron sword was thrown to the ground by him. With a qiang sound, everyone's hearts trembled.

"Li Xiaoman, Hua Yunfei, Wang Teng, Yin Yang Sect, World of Mortals, Hell, Zi Tiandu, Yuan Gu … all enemies, I'll be waiting for you in the southern mountains!"

The heaven and earth were silent. No one knew how much time had passed before someone gathered their courage and entered this residence. There were bloodstains everywhere, and corpses were everywhere. All of them had been killed in a single strike.

How much time had passed, yet over a hundred ancient race experts had died. This kind of accomplishment made people tremble!

Twelve years had passed, and the saint physique had returned. In a single day, he killed the Wang Clan Master and the other six supreme experts. In a single night, he killed over a hundred ancient race experts from Divine Valley.

Everyone knew that after daybreak, this news would definitely spread to the five great regions. It would cause a huge commotion, and the entire world would be shaken!

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