Grey mist surged and covered the sky, emitting a deathly aura. However, it was quickly absorbed into the bodies of a few elders. The deathly grey eyes were astonishing and lacked human emotions.
The people from the Shangqing Sect appeared. Two old Daoists came out to welcome them and led them into a Daoist temple. Such experts were naturally honored guests and needed to be treated with caution.
Ye Fan watched from the side without saying a word as they left. Many people were discussing how the world's essence had dried up. The western orthodoxies gathered psyche power and used it to cultivate. They had an advantage in the Age of Chaos.
"The Qin and Han Immortal Abode, the home of the Liang and Tang Prime Ministers. A day in the cave is a hundred years in the world. The old friends are all gone. "
An old Daoist muttered to himself as he looked at Mount Mao. He was tall and wore a purple gold crown on his head. He wore a robe with eight trigrams, which was rare in this era. It was obvious that he lived in the mountains all year round.
Ye Fan was astonished. There were still experts in this world, and this person was definitely not weak. He was most likely a thousand years old and was considered an anomaly in this world.
"Heavens, could it be … Daoist Qi Ri? He's actually still alive. Didn't he pass away in meditation a hundred years ago? He's most likely a thousand and two hundred years old now!"
"This is a character on the level of Mount Tai and Big Dipper, an outstanding and famous great divine ability. He actually appeared!"
The elders were shocked, but their disciples were completely dumbfounded. They didn't dare to speak and all stood in the distance.
The great bell rumbled and the door on the main peak of Mount Mao opened. A group of old Daoists received the news and all came out to greet this senior expert.
The appearance of such a figure pushed the conference to its climax. There was a hubbub of voices and it was undoubtedly worth looking forward to.
"The headmaster of Quanzhen Sect has arrived!"
Someone cried out in surprise. The drums rang out again. Nowadays, Quanzhen Sect occupied half of the world and the north was respected. Naturally, the status of this sect's headmaster was extremely high and few could compare to him.
"The Cultivator Conference hasn't been held for many years. This time, it's different. The headmaster of Kunlun, Daoist Qi Ri, the headmaster of Quanzhen, and so many other great figures have personally arrived."
The horizon was dyed red by fiery clouds. The cries of phoenixes shook the heavens. The Vermillion Phoenix bloodline had arrived with the proud daughter of the clan, causing another commotion.
Mao Mountain was shrouded in mist and mist. The mountain was not tall, but it was elegant. The water was not deep, but it was beautiful.
The Grand Cultivator Assembly this time had a great impact. A large number of cultivators had come, and all the courtyards of the dao palaces were occupied. There was almost no space left.
Maoshan's front and back ridges, between the peaks and valleys, there were palaces, temples, halls, temples, and all kinds of Taoist buildings of various sizes, more than three hundred. It could be considered a beautiful scenery, but today it was packed with people.
The silence was shattered. There was much clamoring. There were just too many people coming and going, from the Sea of Reincarnation's cultivators to the peak of Dragon Transformation Realm too many to count, coming from all different sects.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, seemed to be detached from the world and could not hear these noises. He stood on a small hill and quietly observed the people and matters that had nothing to do with him.
The thin mist was as light as muslin, the sunset was like a painting, colorful and gorgeous. He was like a clay sculpture, not moving at all. He listened to the sound of the Dao from the ancient times, with the feeling of "flowers flying three thousand li of the Dao soil, people on the twelfth level of the Jade Pool".
In the blink of an eye, several days passed. Ye Fan watched the sunrise in the morning and admired the colorful clouds at dusk, staying in the dao temple. Four days later, the Grand Cultivator Assembly finally began.
All the sect masters came. This distinguished meeting was grand and powerful. Experts appeared one after another, making people incomparably excited. Many talented youths also appeared, stunning people.
Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace was the palace on the main peak of Maoshan's Pure Land. It was the most magnificent and majestic, built during the Western Han Dynasty after Sanmao Zhenjun ascended to heaven.
In front of this grand dao palace, there was an extremely spacious area. It was the training field that Sanmao Zhenjun had opened back then. It was protected by powerful marks of the Dao and was difficult to destroy.
In the Grand Cultivator Assembly, the various sects first discussed the problem that everyone was facing now. The essence of heaven and earth had dried up, so how were they going to cultivate in the future?
Everyone expressed their opinions, but there was no real solution. Even the great practitioners of the ancient times could not solve this problem, so the present world naturally could not eliminate this great disaster.
The dull agenda passed quickly, and what followed was the focus of everyone's attention — the competition. The main reason they came to this distinguished meeting was to watch the experts fight for supremacy.
The so-called Grand Cultivator Assembly was a distinguished meeting filled with battles. The hot-blooded battles were mainly between the younger generation. In ancient times, the various sects had done it for the sake of exchanging pointers, but now it had evolved into competition.
The experts fought for supremacy. Who was stronger and who was weaker, who was stronger and who was weaker, had to be determined every time. The competition became more and more intense every year, and it had lost the original intention of fighting in ancient times.
Ye Fan sat in the distance and watched quietly. He had also come from the Sea of Reincarnation and the secret realm of the dao palace. Now that he looked back and watched, he had a different feeling.
Clang, clang …
Sword light rushed into the sky, and a palm-sized flying sword slashed through the sky. Zhan Yifan of the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect was invincible, defeating 12 experts of the same generation in a row.
"He crossed that layer of heaven and reached the initial stage of the Dragon Transformation Realm. It's really hard to believe. I'm afraid there are not many among the older generation who can suppress him," someone lamented.
Zhan Yifan leaped up and left the practice field. In this battle, no one could stand up to him. He advanced all the way, and everyone was optimistic about him.
On the other side, Dragon Sparrow was also advancing triumphantly, and no one could stop him. There, demonic aura surged, and purple blood energy filled the air. His powerful battle prowess shocked everyone.
This caused the beautiful eyes of many female cultivators to shine with splendor. Such a powerful character could very well become the number one of the demon race in the future, and be respected by the world.
There had been a prophecy among the demon race that this person was not just a person of mediocrity. He had brilliant potential and would definitely soar into the sky in the future. Even heaven and earth would not be able to stop him.
"It's a pity that the Heavenly Demon Physique of the Primordial Dragon Cave of Changbai Mountain did not come. Otherwise, who was weak and who was strong, and who would be the number one expert of the demon race in the future would be determined."
"Indeed. I don't know why the Changbai bloodline did not send anyone. It's said that they sealed their mountain and did not allow outsiders to take a step inside. I really don't know what happened."
While everyone was sighing in admiration at Dragon Sparrow's beauty, they also mentioned another heaven-warping character of the demon race. They were all extremely regretful that they could not see the legendary physique.
"Dragon Sparrow's brilliance lies in his comprehension ability. His understanding of the dao is extremely deep and is higher than his peers. Even if the Heavenly Demon Physique is exceptional, it might not necessarily be able to compare to him."
"That's right. Just now, he used one of the forms of the Dragon Sparrow Divine Massacre Record. The purple energy was vast and mighty, and the thunder shook the sky. It is clear that he has comprehended the true meaning and reached the realm of perfection!"
Many people were crying out in surprise. On the battlefield, Dragon Sparrow was like an ancient demon god that had revived. His skin was bronze, and his black hair fluttered behind him. He was majestic and imposing, and his gaze was like cold lightning as he fought against thirteen experts at the same time.
The Dragon Sparrow's purple energy surged and spread in all directions. It was as if a purple sea was boiling and drowning out the heaven and earth. Lightning streaked across the sky one after another. The lightning was dazzling, and the rumbling was deafening. It was extremely powerful and suppressed everyone below.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh in admiration. His dao was profound, and there were few among the younger generation who could compare to him. This clansman had once said that he had the aura of a first ancestor, but it was a pity that he was born at the wrong time.
Ye Fan watched quietly and nodded his head inwardly. This young demon expert was indeed extraordinary. If he was born in Big Dipper, he might become an extraordinary character.
The vast and mighty purple energy drowned out all directions. The thirteen great enemies were all suppressed by Dragon Sparrow. He descended from the sky with his hair scattered behind him. His bronze skin flickered with precious splendor, making him appear extremely sturdy.
Many young female disciples from various sects cried out in surprise. Their eyes were suffused with astonishment. This kind of power came from his bones. His surging demonic energy caused many opponents to tremble. It made people sigh in admiration and shock. He was unrivaled among his peers.
Swoosh!
His eyes were very cold as he looked at Ye Fan in the crowd with undisguised hostility. He said softly, "I want to fight with you."
Ye Fan shook his head. He couldn't agree. At his level, he didn't have any desire to fight. He didn't want to kill a genius here.
Dragon Sparrow's eyes erupted with astonishing divine light. He took large steps forward and directly attacked Ye Fan in the crowd. He used all of his strength, and his hostility was very strong.
His posture was tall and straight. Attacking with all of his strength, the purple blood in his body boiled. The demonic god bloodline was completely awakened, and even the sky dome was split apart. His gaze was terrifying!
Ye Fan was startled. Seeing this kind of aura, he thought of an old friend — the Golden-Winged Little Peng King. They both had a kind of unruliness about them.
Moreover, everything was written on their faces. They didn't hide it and were straightforward. If there was enmity in their hearts, they would directly attack.
Unfortunately, the heaven warping Little Peng King died in the test set by the ancient Great Sage. He died with a grievance and couldn't appear in the imperial road struggle for supremacy.
Everyone cried out in alarm and dodged. In the current world, there weren't many people even among the older generation who could suppress Dragon Sparrow. Purple blood energy surged like crazy waves. Ye Fan was the only one left in this place.
He didn't evade and only stretched out an index finger. It enlarged in an instant and pressed down like a golden pillar, instantly scattering the purple blood energy in the sky.
"Hong!"
The golden finger descended. It was over ten zhang long and directly sent Dragon Sparrow flying. Then, it pressed down on his head and only let go when it was close to the Dragon Sparrow Race.
Everyone was shocked. They didn't know where this expert came from.
The news of Ye Fan preaching scriptures at the Spirit Treasure Sect and killing great demons in Mount Changbai's Primordial Dragon Cave hadn't spread to the outside world, so most people didn't know who he was.
"Does your race want to kill me?" He transmitted his divine will and stared at everyone from the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Race.
"Dao friend, please calm down. That's not the case. We just want to find out who the person who manifested in the Jiujiang Branch of our race is. We don't want revenge," an old demon explained.
"This has nothing to do with my race. I just want to see how strong you are!" Dragon Sparrow also spoke.
Ye Fan used his powerful divine will to scan the sea of consciousness of these people and found that they weren't lying. Although they had some enmity, they didn't have the thought of fighting him to the death.
"Since that's the case, forget it. I'll exchange a few moves with you." He still used a golden finger to fight his enemy. It was like a huge golden rod that could break the sky. Every time it moved, there would be dao patterns flashing and rumbling sounds could be heard from the sky.
Dragon Sparrow's eyes were blazing. Like a wild beast, he used all kinds of demon secret techniques to fight against this finger.
Many cultivators present were shocked and almost dumbfounded. How strong was this cultivation? Could it be that he had achieved the great circle of dragon transformation? Or had he entered the immortal secret realm? If not, how could it be like this?
The people of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Race were all terrified. They were afraid that Ye Fan would kill them. But after watching for a while, they realized that this young man was actually giving pointers. This young man was using the saint art of the demon race and indirectly imparting techniques.
When Ye Fan saw Dragon Sparrow, he suddenly thought of the Little Roc. He couldn't help but use the Battle Saint Art to evolve the Sky Demon Slaughtering Saint Art and casually give pointers.
Clang!
A beam of sword light flew over. Zhan Yifan also attacked Ye Fan. The brilliance of a flying sword shot up into the sky, cutting through the clouds.
At the same time, the Phoenix Goddess's beautiful eyes shone brightly. Her beauty shocked the world. She also rushed over. Tribulation fire filled the sky, burning towards the mysterious cultivator in front of her.
And at the next moment, the Kunlun Pisces also acted. You Weiyu was elegant and transcendent, executing a mysterious art. Yan Xiaoyu was as agile as an immortal, his beauty capable of toppling cities.
Ye Fan naturally showed mercy, treating them equally. He used Chi Song Zi's sword intent to feed Zhan Yifan, using the Jade Lake Wondrous Art to block the Kunlun Pisces.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Who was this person exactly? He alone could block the attacks of five supreme experts of the younger generation!
This was especially so for the younger generation. They were all shocked and simply didn't dare to believe everything. This was simply like a legend.
Ye Fan suppressed his cultivation base to the ninth heavenly level of dragon transformation. But in the eyes of the crowd, his might was still awe-inspiring.
"BOOM!"
Suddenly, at this moment, the people from the western orthodoxies acted. Each of them had a scroll in their hands. They forcefully unfurled it and shot it towards Ye Fan.
There were actually several forbidden artifacts that contained tremendous magical force. Every single diagram contained an ancient incantation that possessed destructive power.
Forbidden artifacts could only be used a few times. Those that were especially powerful would self-destruct after a single use. It was clear that these few diagrams belonged to the latter group.
Ye Fan's eyes were cold. He suppressed his cultivation base to the ninth heavenly level of dragon transformation precisely because he wanted to see if these people dared to kill him. At this moment, he attacked mercilessly.
A golden palm directly shattered a Forbidden Artifact Ancient Diagram. Then, an old Western powerhouse behind the diagram was smashed into a pile of meat.
"Pu!"
Following that, he turned his hand and shattered another forbidden artifact. Wherever his golden millstone-like palm passed by, another powerful inheritor from the western orthodoxy was also smashed into meat paste.
Everyone was dumbfounded!
"Coming to the Middle Earth to kill me, you guys are quite daring. Daring to behave atrociously here, I will personally make a trip to the west!" Ye Fan said coldly.
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