Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 285 - 286 Chapter 291 No One in the World Does Not Know You

286: Chapter 291: No One in the World Does Not Know You 286: Chapter 291: No One in the World Does Not Know You “Uncle, that is the fugitive wanted by our Ji Family—Ye Fan.” The Ji Family members stepped forward, respectfully saluting a middle-aged man in his late thirties.

“Truly daring, to have the courage to come here.” The Ji Family’s extraordinary talent from the previous generation spoke calmly, with his hands behind his back.

Many of those present recognized him as Ji Yuanqing of the Ji Family.

He was of medium stature, not particularly imposing, but he had an aura of the Dao, ethereal and elusive, like a piece of void, making it impossible for people to grasp his presence.

He gave off a sense of nothingness, a sign of having cultivated the Empty Void Scripture to a profound level.

Back in the day, he and Kong Teng, the first disciple of the Peacock King, fought their way from the southern region to the Central States, stunning everyone.

He was very well-known among the Sacred Lands, and if it weren’t for the Ji Family producing a divine body in Ji Haoyue, the position of future family head would surely be his.

“Where has the Little Peng King gone?” At this time, Kong Teng also looked up, his sword-like brows standing upright as his sharp aura emanated.

Apart from Yan Ruyu, there were other demon clan members on the ground.

One of them stepped forward and reported, “The Golden-Winged Little Peng King has also been suppressed by Ye Fan.” “What, have all three of the heaven’s pride figures been suppressed by him alone?!” Everyone’s complexion changed.

They were half a generation to a full generation senior to the younger generation, all of them prodigies, yet they were equally concerned about those chosen as Saint Heirs and Sacred Ladies.

The Golden-Winged Little Peng King and the Flickering Light Saint Heir were rumored to have the qualifications of a Great Emperor, somewhat resembling the performance of ancient Great Emperors in their youth, yet they were subdued by one person at the same time, leaving them astonished.

Kong Teng took a step forward.

His sword-like brows touched his temples, his eyes were like stars, and he possessed an innate arrogance in his bones, majestic even without anger.

Gazing at Ye Fan in mid-air, he said, “No wonder my master has high expectations for you.

Indeed, you are extraordinary.

Whether in fortune or strength, being able to suppress these three is proof that you have a place among the younger generation.” The first disciple of Flickering Light Sacred Land, Chu Lingkong, stepped forward.

He was tall and slender, like an Immortal King descending into the world, his eyes as deep as the starry sky.

Staring at Ye Fan, he simply uttered two words, “Release them.” Ye Fan had suppressed a total of three people, two of whom were from the Flickering Light Sacred Land.

This caused him to frown slightly, as if this matter were to spread, it would greatly affect the reputation of the Flickering Light Sacred Land.

Ye Fan stood up, smiling brightly, and said, “I was just about to tell all of you, these three people have been claimed by me, and I won’t let them go.

I demand that you do not pursue or track me for a year.

If you agree, I will release them a year later.” Everyone was stunned, never expecting Ye Fan to dare to propose such conditions in front of the prodigies of various Sacred Lands.

“Are you confident you can leave here?” Chu Lingkong’s expression was calm, but his eyes held a trace of sharpness.

BOOM!

Suddenly, Kong Teng, the first disciple of the Peacock King’s true lineage, struck with a palm, causing the entire grand hall to shake.

He blocked the door, cutting off Daoist Duan De’s path.

At the same time, Chu Lingkong and Ji Yuanqing also made their moves, blocking the shameless Daoist’s route and preventing his escape.

“Why would Daoist Duan suddenly leave without saying goodbye?” The dozen or so people remained calm.

Having been famous for years, each possessed deep scheming and vigilance, so Daoist Duan De had failed in his attempt to flee.

These dozen individuals were the prodigies of the previous generation.

If they joined forces, they could nearly match a sovereign’s power, enough to annihilate the sect hierarchs of some Great Sects.

Daoist Duan De wore a look of distress and recited his moniker, saying, “This poor Daoist just wished to go out and get some fresh air.” He dared not force his way through, as his current predicament was dire.

In front, a dozen prodigies blocked his way, and behind, the demon clan princess wielded an Extreme Dao Weapon, making him feel ill at ease.

BOOM!

A violent vibration occurred, and the entire Bright God Hall was nearly overturned.

No one knew how immense the force was.

Even the Chaos Stone at the center of the hall shook, its force field becoming somewhat unstable, affected by the powerful shock.

“What is this…” Everyone turned pale with shock, extremely astonished.

Daoist Duan De shrank his neck, saying, “You’d better run quickly; if you’re any slower, it will be too late.

There are three great coffins behind, certainly containing something that’s breaking out.” As he spoke, he tried to sneak out.

“Daoist Duan, you’d better stay put,” Ji Yuanqing said coldly.

Kong Teng and Chu Lingkong both had eyes like lightning.

All dozen individuals exuded murderous intent, ready to make a move at any moment.

“I’m doing this for your own good, truly.

This poor Daoist can swear to the heavens, those three coffins are not something we can handle!” Daoist Duan De gestured dramatically.

“Don’t worry, it’s the Grand Elders of the various Sacred Lands who are taking action,” Chu Lingkong replied coldly.

“You all…

are indeed daring!

That is a Tri-Talented Coffin, and someone is trying to prove their emperorship with their corpse.

Surely an incredibly terrifying character.” Daoist Duan De’s face turned a bit green.

“Alive, they didn’t become emperors.

In death, what kind of emperor are they trying to prove?

They won’t be more powerful than the Saint Masters of the Sacred Lands.

When my master arrives, he will be enough to suppress them,” Kong Teng said indifferently.

Daoist Duan De’s expression changed several times.

The Peacock King dominated the southern region, and none of the Saint Masters of the Sacred Lands could handle him; indeed, he possessed supremely unmatched combat power.

BOOM!

Violent energy surged, almost blowing the Great Emperor’s bedroom away.

If it were any other building, it would have long turned to dust.

But this was the abode of the Beginningless Emperor, tainted by his aura and engraved with Emperor Patterns.

Even a sovereign making a move could not destroy this place.

A mighty roar shook the mountains and rivers, causing a direct rupture in an underground Yin Mountain.

The entire underground world shook violently, as if the most terrifying earthquake had occurred.

“ROAR…” Another roar resounded, shaking the mountains and the earth.

Some cultivators with slightly weaker strength in the hall directly exploded!

“What is this…” The survivors were pale with fear, visibly startled.

Even Kong Teng, Ji Yuanqing, Chu Lingkong, and Daoist Duan De’s expressions changed, as it was evident that a sovereign had made a move.

A personality of such a realm possessed unimaginable power, able to directly roar mountains and rivers apart.

“It is my master making a move,” Kong Teng said solemnly.

Ye Fan also discerned that it was the voice of the Peacock King, engaged in a solo battle with an unparalleled opponent.

Ji Yuanqing and Chu Lingkong’s expressions changed repeatedly, as the Peacock King’s divine might was unfathomable.

Eight hundred years ago, he swept the southern region, intimidating one side and invincible wherever he went.

He successively battled with the Flickering Light Sacred Master and the Ji Family Sacred Master, never having tasted defeat in his life.

His divine bravery was rare in the world, leaving the Ji Family with a profound impression.

More than a year ago in the southern region, the Peacock King roared mightily, shattering many of the Ji Family’s seniors alive, even slapping their Grand Elders to death with a single palm.

“Quickly, close the doors!

Otherwise, few will survive here, as my master will roar them to death!” Kong Teng spoke.

He wasn’t concerned for the Sacred Lands; there were also some demon clan cultivators and people from the Thirteen Great Bandits here.

A dozen people moved, sealing the doors of the Bright God Hall and isolating it from the outside world.

At this time, the Peacock King unleashed True Fire, his divine energy surging over this region from afar, shaking rivers and mountains with his roar.

BOOM!

In front, the five temples that had been invaded were smashed to ruins by his roar, becoming a wasteland.

He and a powerful warrior flew across the void, engaged in fierce battle in the subterranean world.

Ye Fan had once seen the Peacock King, who appeared to be a delicate sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

It was unexpected that in true combat, he was incredibly brave and powerful.

“Kid, stop refining those three.

Let’s hurry and go; this Peacock King is terrifying,” the Black Emperor urged.

Ye Fan nodded.

After all, he had already sealed the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, the Flickering Light Saint Heir, and Yao Xi.

Whether they could be refined was no longer important.

Suddenly, a Peng cry echoed across the sky, making the entire subterranean world oppressive and shaking souls in fear.

“The old Peng King has appeared.

Truly terrifying!” Many people changed color.

Ye Fan was further shocked.

That was the ancestor of the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, a giant of the demon clan, with combat power like a deluge and the fastest speed in the Eastern Wastelands, giving all the Saint Masters a massive headache.

“Kid, release the Golden-Winged Little Peng King,” Kong Teng said.

“Release the Saint Heir and the Sacred Lady,” Chu Lingkong also spoke coldly.

“I don’t know how you plan to escape,” Ji Yuanqing shook his head.

Ye Fan was not panicked and said, “There are people from all the Sacred Lands here.

In front of all of you, I will say it again: do not disturb me for a year; otherwise, the three people I’ve captured will all meet untimely deaths.” “Ridiculous!

Who do you think you are, thinking you can negotiate terms with us?” someone rebuked.

Although these people were composed, being repeatedly subjected to demands by a little cultivator from the Dao Palace secret realm made them frown.

Beside them, disciples from the Second and Third Layer Heaven of the Dao Palace ridiculed, “Facing death and still boasting, do you really think you’re a sovereign?” Ye Fan smiled nonchalantly and said, “Are the Sacred Lands so great?

I will visit the Ji Family and Flickering Light one by one.

At that time, I will openly borrow your ancient scriptures for a look.” These were incredibly rebellious words, to so easily say he would borrow a Sacred Land’s ancient scriptures.

Other than a Great Emperor from ancient times, who else possessed such courage and capability?

Unless one could conquer a Sacred Land, how else could it be done?

This was a blatant declaration of war.

Regardless of who Ye Fan was before, from this day onwards, his name would spread across all the Sects, becoming widely known for the first time.

“Truly ignorant!

Desolate Ancient Wasted Body, what capital do you have?

You have no future to speak of, yet you dare to be so boastful?!” Those dozen prodigies and many Saint Heirs and Sacred Ladies said nothing, but the young disciples could not bear it any longer and berated him one after another.

“Then we shall meet in the future.

I, this wasted body, will face each of your ultimate skills!” Ye Fan stood on the Chaos Stone, scanning everyone.

SWOOSH!

A flash of light, and on the Chaos Stone appeared a mysterious jade platform, upon which Ye Fan swiftly stepped.

“Oh no, stop him!” Only at this moment did everyone realize that the other party could actually carve a mobile spatial platform, shocking them.

SWOOSH!

With a flash of light, Ye Fan vanished from where he stood.

At that moment, Daoist Duan De darted over like a specter, also trying to use the mysterious jade platform to traverse the void.

CRACK!

However, at this precise moment, the mysterious jade platform suddenly broke apart, blasting Daoist Duan De away.

“You shameless, damn Heavenly Venerate, it’s a one-time use platform!” Daoist Duan De was so angry his teeth ached.

Behind him, a dozen people surrounded him, all with unfriendly expressions.

Ye Fan’s unexpected escape reflected poorly on all of them.

“Everyone, we might as well study this ancient scroll together.

No need to be so tense.” Daoist Duan De’s smile was uglier than tears.

「A thousand li away」 A flash of brilliance occurred as the cauldron forged from Origin Qi shot out of the void.

Ye Fan and the Black Emperor emerged from within.

“Hurry, continue carving Dao Glyphs!

This time we need to be tens of thousands of li away.

That old Peng King has the fastest speed under heaven; a thousand li is nothing to him!” The Black Emperor wasted no time and moved quickly.

He completed the carving swiftly, and then they traversed the void again, leaping tens of thousands of li away.

After crossing the void several times and completely distancing themselves from Li State, separated by over twenty oases, Ye Fan finally let out a long breath, knowing he had evaded danger.

That very day, news spread like wildfire to the surrounding regions, shaking dozens of states: a cultivator named Ye Fan had suppressed the Flickering Light Saint Heir, the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, and Yao Xi.

In merely a few days, Ye Fan’s name startled hundreds of oases and spread across half of the northern region.

Many people came to know that a cultivator named Ye Fan planned to suppress three prodigies for a year.

Who was Ye Fan?

There had been rumors before, but most Sects were unaware of him.

However, from this day forward, much of the northern region would no longer be unfamiliar with his name.

The Golden-Winged Little Peng King and the Flickering Light Saint Heir were individuals expected to embark on the path to becoming Great Emperors.

They were figures unmatched by the younger generation of the Eastern Wastelands, destined to be a future King of the Eastern Wilderness.

Yet, they were suppressed by an unknown little cultivator!

Undoubtedly, the news would continue to spread far and wide, with an increasing number of people learning of it.

From this point onward, there would be no one in the world who did not know his name.

This was no exaggeration; Ye Fan suppressing and capturing Yao Xi, the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, and the Flickering Light Saint Heir would make his name spread across all Sects.