Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 358 - 359 Chapter 364 Hunting the Sacred Lady

359: Chapter 364 Hunting the Sacred Lady 359: Chapter 364 Hunting the Sacred Lady Without a doubt, these dozen or so women in purple had been attracted by the Divine Source.

The piece of Divine Source Ye Fan had obtained from the Myriad Dragons’ Nest was as large as a washbasin.

Placed in the snow, it made the entire Ice Field dazzling.

It hung in mid-air without falling, overshadowing the sun in the sky.

Valued at millions of Pure Source, it turned this ice field golden.

“Ladies, I, Tu Fei, have been waiting for quite some time,” Tu Fei said with a flirtatious smile as he approached them.

“Woof!” The big black dog sprang out from a snowdrift, cutting off their retreat.

Demonic energy surged to the heavens as Pang Bo manifested his presence from another direction, appearing like a Demon God.

His face was sharply chiseled, his bearing imposing, and his hair flowed like a waterfall.

In the east, Ye Fan appeared, carrying the God-beating Whip.

His features were refined, and he possessed an otherworldly air as he trod upon the snow, resembling an exiled Immortal who had descended to the mortal realm.

The three men, along with the big black dog, surrounded the dozen or so women in purple.

With a wave of his hand, Ye Fan retrieved the Divine Source.

“It’s that wicked dog!” All the women’s expressions changed.

The big black dog had recently been biting people everywhere, and anyone from the Sacred Lands spoke of the dog with dread.

The big black dog bared its teeth and said, “You are to call me the Sacred Emperor!” Clearly, this group of women also recognized Ye Fan, as they had seen his portrait.

Their jade-like faces instantly turned cold, and they prepared for battle.

“What do you want?” one of the women asked.

“Naturally, we wish to admire the plum blossoms with you fairies amidst the snow, under the flower-laden branches and the moonlit sky,” Tu Fei chuckled playfully, summoning a replica of the Ancient Heaven-devouring Demon Jar and suspending it above his head.

“You…” The women from Purple Mansion Sacred Land had always been proud and aloof; ordinarily, no one would dare to flirt with them.

Hearing his words, their faces all turned cold.

“Who is the Sacred Lady of Purple Mansion?” Pang Bo stepped forward.

He was like a reincarnated Demon God, his aura overwhelming as he scanned each woman.

“Our Sacred Lady is not here.” Ye Fan chuckled lightly and ascended into the air, bearing the God-beating Whip.

He said, “Ladies, haven’t you all been pursuing me?

Today, I’ve delivered myself to your doorstep.

Who among you wishes to capture me?” The dozen or so women in purple did not act rashly.

They had heard that Ye Fan could contend with cultivators of the First Realm of the Four Extremes Secret Boundary.

“Where did you obtain the Divine Source?” one woman asked, attempting to stall for time.

“Ladies, we can discuss this slowly, under the flower-laden branches and the moonlit sky.

I will tell you everything in detail,” Tu Fei laughed heartily as he advanced.

“Break out!” one woman hissed.

The disciples from the Sacred Land charged in four different directions, attempting to flee.

They felt immense pressure: Tu Fei was in the Four Extremes Secret Boundary; the big black dog had a ferocious reputation; Pang Bo’s demonic energy surged powerfully; and Ye Fan exuded an overwhelming vitality, like a fierce dragon.

CLANG!

CLANG!

CLANG!

Hundreds of large black flags were planted in all directions, completely encircling the area.

They were as black as ink, and even the snow-covered ground seemed to change color.

The dozen or so women were trapped within, completely unable to break out.

Ye Fan stepped forward, a light flashing at his fingertips as he took the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sword in hand.

“My sacred body has broken into the Dao Palace Fifth Layer Heaven, and I haven’t had my fill of fighting yet!

None of you make a move today; I’ll take them down myself.” “What?

A sacred body at the Dao Palace Fifth Layer Heaven…

Isn’t that something only the Sacred Lands can cultivate?!” The women from Purple Mansion Sacred Land paled.

“His sword…” Someone with keen divine sense noticed the small sword in Ye Fan’s hand; it was forged from Dragon Pattern Black Gold.

This exclusive holy divine relic of a Great Emperor was impossible to miss.

It was inscribed with dragon patterns, gleamed with a black light, and was uncommonly exquisite.

“Could it be the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Holy Spirit Sword that appeared in the divine city?!” “Haha…” Ye Fan laughed.

With a gentle shake, the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Holy Spirit Sword unfurled in the wind, rapidly expanding until it was ten zhang long.

The supreme sword, nurtured by the Nine-Aperture Stone Man, had already given birth to Laws and Order, capable of boundless transformations.

Now, devoid of any trace of its former dainty smallness, it had become immense.

It was broad, firm, and monumental.

Ye Fan held it single-handedly, pointing it towards the southern sky.

“Little Ye, you’re not being very generous!

How can you keep so many fairies to yourself for enjoyment?” Tu Fei chuckled slyly.

“Don’t kill them all with one strike!

This emperor still wants to take some human pets!” the big black dog also clamored.

The disciples from the Sacred Lands all looked very displeased, their faces frosty as they glared fiercely at Tu Fei and the big black dog.

“How did the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Holy Spirit Sword end up in your hands?” All the women were perplexed.

“Because I was the one who cut it out!” Ye Fan declared, wielding the ten-zhang-long great sword.

His mighty divine aura seemed somewhat at odds with his slightly youthful face.

“What?

You are Gu Feng?

The Source Technique prodigy from the divine city?!” “You broke into the Dao Palace Fifth Layer Heaven on your own?” At this moment, the expressions on the faces of the dozen or so women in purple were quite a spectacle, shifting rapidly as they revealed their utter disbelief.

These women from the Purple Mansion Sacred Land are truly shocked.

“What’s so great about the Dao Palace Fifth Layer Heaven?

When I enter the Four Extremes Secret Boundary, I will confront your Saint Heir and Sacred Lady in the same manner.

I’m very curious to see how they will attempt to hunt me then,” Ye Fan stated calmly.

“Exactly!

Let’s see their expressions then!” Tu Fei also laughed heartily.

The hearts of the female disciples from Purple Mansion sank.

Ye Fan daring to expose his secrets means he has no intention of letting us leave!

“Charge!” The dozen or so women each summoned their spiritual treasures and attacked Ye Fan in unison, hoping to break through his encirclement.

Ye Fan wasted no more words and directly swung the great sword.

TWANG!

With one sweep of his sword, which could scatter a thousand troops, the spiritual treasures of the three women at the forefront were instantly shattered.

At the same time, Ye Fan extended his left hand, and the Great Void Handprint pressed down.

A massive golden hand blotted out the sky and earth as it descended with crushing force.

The three women resisted, but under the divine might of the sacred body, even though they were experts of the Dao Palace Fifth Layer Heaven, they simply could not withstand the attack.

PFFT!

PFFT!

PFFT!

The three of them spat fresh blood as Ye Fan snatched them from the air and threw them to the ground.

Against those in the same realm, he was absolutely dominant, his combat power unparalleled and his position unshakeable.

“Charge!” “Kill!” Seeing this, the other women attacked with all their might, unleashing their strongest divine arts.

Myriad fantastical colors burst forth.

In response, Ye Fan merely swung his great sword, cleaving downwards once!

CLANG!

The heavens quaked, and the earth trembled.

The Dragon Pattern Black Gold Holy Spirit Sword slashed across the Ice Field like a bolt of world-shaking lightning.

All the women screamed as they were heavily struck by an invisible Sword Qi.

Their spiritual treasures and weapons all turned to dust.

If Ye Fan hadn’t exercised restraint, all dozen of them would have had their bodies and souls obliterated.

Ye Fan sheathed his sword and did not attack further.

The strongest among them were merely at the Dao Palace Fifth Layer Heaven, the same as him, but the disparity in their combat power was too vast.

He shook his head and said to the Black Emperor, “They’re all yours.” “Why leave them to it?

I’m more than enough,” Tu Fei said with a laugh, stepping forward.

“Ladies, allow me to help you up.” “Woof!” “Dammit, dead dog, why did you bite me?” Tu Fei roared in anger.

“You dare try to snatch human pets from this emperor?” The dozen or so women trembled with anger, but they were powerless to resist, having lost their ability to fight.

The captured female disciples from Purple Mansion Sacred Land all had pale faces as a large black dog kept clamoring to take them as human pets.

“Damn dog, are you trying to make these people have a mental breakdown again?” Tu Fei said irritably.

“Woof!

Those with poor mental fortitude will naturally be culled.” “With the way you act, anyone would have a breakdown.” “Woof!

What do you mean by that?” The man and dog were on the verge of fighting again.

Ye Fan walked over and said, “Keep them alive.

Don’t push them to a breakdown.

We’ll have them mine ores later.” “Isn’t that a bit too extravagant?” Tu Fei clicked his tongue.

Ye Fan said, “In the future, when I intend to lock the dragon veins and search for the rare wonders contained within Divine Sources, I will definitely need manpower.

I plan to ‘borrow’ people from the various Sacred Lands to help.” “Form a mining battalion composed of people from the Sacred Lands?!” Pang Bo burst out laughing.

“It would be best to capture a few Saint Heirs and Sacred Ladies as well to form a super-luxurious lineup.

You have to remember, those individuals are the future Sacred Lords and Holy Mothers!” They chatted amongst themselves as if no one else was present.

The beautiful women’s faces turned pale with fright, and their hearts grew cold.

Ultimately, the dozen or so women were sealed within treasures, destined to become high-grade “female miners.” Tu Fei repeatedly called it a reckless waste of precious resources.

「Soon after」 They returned to the Great Snow Mountain where the Ice and Snow Palace was located.

No alarming changes occurred; the ancient creatures had not pursued them.

“The Myriad Dragons’ Nest contains a vast amount of Divine Sources.

It’s an astonishing divine treasure.

If we could conquer it in the future, it would definitely be comparable to a Sacred Land with profound heritage.” “If we plan to establish a sect in the future, conquering the Myriad Dragons’ Nest would provide us with enough resources to dominate the world without any need for prior accumulation.” “That’s easier said than done.

Within the Myriad Dragons’ Nest resides an Ancient King, an existence capable of sweeping through the heavens and the earth.” “Once my sacred body reaches Great Success, I will definitely enter it and meet this so-called Ancient King.

If nothing else, that divine medicine must be excavated and planted by my side.” Having returned to this place, the group inevitably found themselves discussing the Myriad Dragons’ Nest.

「On that day」 The Dragon Qi within it receded, the Myriad Dragons’ Nirvana concluded, and the earth beneath was sealed.

「After waiting at the Ice Field for three days」 Pang Bo’s expression shifted.

“They’re here,” he said.

“The alternate Saint Heir of Flickering Light is descending the mountain.” Li Rui could be considered a genius.

Although not as invincible as the Flickering Light Saint Heir among his peers, he was definitely a dazzling figure, a top-tier expert of his generation.

However, ever since he had made his debut, he had faced repeated setbacks.

First, he was outmatched by the peerless Xia Jiuyou, almost making a fool of himself.

More recently, he had been hunted by Pang Bo and had nearly met a violent end.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t strong enough; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been designated as an alternate Saint Heir.

The issue was simply that he had encountered overwhelmingly powerful adversaries who kept him suppressed.

He had spent several days recuperating in the Ice and Snow Palace.

Finally healed, he descended the mountain in a frustrated mood, intending to return to his sect and enter secluded cultivation once more.

However, after flying for just over a thousand li, he sensed that something was amiss.

Someone was following him.

Moreover, they pursued him directly without any attempt at concealment, seemingly without any apprehension.

He stopped abruptly and looked back.

When he saw Pang Bo, with his wildly dancing black hair, soaring through the air like a Demon God, Li Rui’s complexion instantly changed.

Li Rui turned to flee, but someone else blocked his path ahead.

Ye Fan stood there, holding the God-beating Whip, while Tu Fei clutched the Heaven-devouring Demon Jar, sneering repeatedly.

Furthermore, a large black dog was frolicking gleefully in the sky, scattering three hundred and sixty-five Star Stones, sealing off the void.

“You…” Li Rui’s expression changed drastically.

Pang Bo alone was enough to kill him; now, with such powerful allies, his heart sank completely.

Ye Fan sneered, “Don’t the people from your Sacred Land enjoy ganging up to hunt me?

Today, I want to try it the other way around.” “Desolate Ancient Wasted Body, do you dare to fight me one-on-one?” Li Rui provoked, hoping to capture Ye Fan and find an opportunity to break through.

“Waste?

My ass!” Tu Fei shouted dismissively.

“When you dispatched experts to hunt me, did any of you offer to fight me alone?

Why bring it up now?” Ye Fan retorted, stepping forward with the God-beating Whip.

Tu Fei advanced alongside him, holding the Heaven-devouring Demon Jar.

Pang Bo stopped them.

“Don’t interfere,” he said.

“This is the first significant opponent I’ve encountered.

I want to deal with him myself, from start to finish.” Li Rui was both shocked and enraged.

A dignified alternate Saint Heir of the Flickering Light Sacred Land, to be slighted like this!

“Kill!” Li Rui executed the Mixed Element Holy Light Technique.

The Ice Field shook, and Holy Light submerged the heavens and earth.

His vital energy surged skyward, like a Divine Furnace burning fiercely.

The Mixed Element Holy Light Technique could purify heaven and earth and incinerate the Heavenly Universe.

Its power was unstoppable, and its defense was unparalleled; very few divine arts could match it.

“Demon Emperor’s Nine Slashes—Destruction!” Pang Bo roared.

He stood his ground with his hands behind his back, his black hair whipping about wildly.

Two silver beams shot from his eyes.

Wherever they passed, the void collapsed, and vast swathes of Holy Light were forcefully extinguished.

PFFT!

The two silver beams pierced the void and penetrated Li Rui’s body.

He screamed, spitting blood as he staggered backward.

Simultaneously, a small golden pagoda emerged from his mouth.

The Golden Small Pagoda rapidly enlarged, becoming like a great mountain as it pressed down towards Pang Bo.

Pang Bo remained fearless, standing his ground with his hands clasped behind him.

His gaze, like two silver True Dragons, pierced through the heavens and struck the ancient pagoda.

CRACK!

This precious artifact was instantly pierced through.

It was hard to imagine the terrifying power contained within those two beams of light from his eyes.

“What kind of divine art is this?

It’s terrifying!” Tu Fei exclaimed, clicking his tongue.

“These are ancient scriptures passed down by a Demon Emperor of the demon clan; of course the divine arts within them are terrifying,” the big black dog said, its eyes blazing with fervor.

“Divine Light Glaze Realm!” Li Rui shouted.

His precious artifact destroyed, he manifested his Variation.

This was a small world suffused with divine light.

He stood within it, enveloped by myriad rays of divine light, like a deity from the Heavenly Realm who had descended to the mortal world.

“Immortal Spirit Divine Light!

Netherworld Divine Light!

Great Wilderness Divine Light!

Glazed Divine Light…” Li Rui listed a series of divine lights, finally roaring, “Divine Light Eternal!” Divine lights filled the sky, thousands upon thousands of them, like a myriad of dragons emerging from their nest as they lunged forward to attack.

Faced with such a terrifying Variation, Pang Bo remained unmoved.

His long hair danced wildly as he shouted, “Demon Emperor’s Nine Slashes—Deprivation!” A dazzling silver radiance suddenly appeared within the Divine Light Glaze Realm.

It pierced through the myriad divine lights and forcibly extracted Li Rui!

“That…

That’s too ferocious!” Tu Fei stammered in shock.

These were the Demon Emperor’s Nine Slashes.

Ye Fan and the big black dog had personally experienced them and were deeply aware of their terrifying nature.

Li Rui was utterly terrified.

His opponent’s divine art is too powerful!

It actually separated me from my Variation and forcibly extracted me!

Such a technique is heaven-defying!

He cried out and turned to flee.

What are face and dignity compared to life itself?

he thought, intending to forcefully break through the Array Patterns laid by the Star Stones.

“Demon Emperor’s Nine Slashes—Destruction!” Pang Bo shouted coldly.

His eyes were like torches as dragon-shaped silver beams shot out, piercing through heaven and earth, reaching Li Rui in an instant.

“Ah…” Li Rui screamed.

The various spiritual treasures he summoned could not block the attack; even his Mixed Element Holy Light Technique was pierced through.

Two more bloody holes appeared on his body.

He was severely injured and on the brink of death, no longer able to escape.

Li Rui gritted his teeth, and the space between his eyebrows shone with divine light as he prepared to unleash the Ultimate Holy Light Technique, intending to burn his own essence and perish together with his opponent.

Pang Bo gave him no such chance.

Like an awe-inspiring Demon God, he roared, “Demon Emperor’s Nine Slashes—Spirit Injury!” Li Rui screamed, blood flowing from between his eyebrows.

He tilted backward and tumbled from the sky, crashing onto the Ice Field.

“Brother Pang Bo, you are truly too powerful, too fierce, too terrifying!” Tu Fei exclaimed, repeating the sentiment three times.

“I have only cultivated the first three forms of the Demon Emperor’s Nine Slashes.

These are my strongest divine arts.

If he had managed to withstand them, I would have been out of options,” Pang Bo said.

“Don’t be modest!

Who could possibly withstand these three divine arts?

Used repeatedly, they are enough to sweep through any expert of the same realm,” Tu Fei marveled.

They landed on the ground.

The big black dog was the first to run over.

Extending a large paw, it prodded Li Rui with great enthusiasm, muttering, “Human pet…” Hearing those two words, Li Rui was so overcome with anger that he spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted.

“How should we deal with him?” Tu Fei asked.

“Seal him up for now.

In the future, he can also join the mining crew,” Ye Fan said as he suppressed Li Rui.

“The mining battalion’s lineup is becoming ever more luxurious,” Tu Fei remarked, at a loss for other words.

“That was the human pet this emperor had his eye on!” the big black dog grumbled, clearly dissatisfied.

「Four days later」 Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Tu Fei, and the big black dog had made all necessary preparations on the Ice Field.

They were finally waiting for the Sacred Lady of Purple Mansion.

Ye Fan stood alone on the Ice Field, the Origin Qi Cauldron hovering above his head and the God-beating Whip at his back.

The others remained concealed.

The Sacred Lady of Purple Mansion was not very old, perhaps around twenty.

Her purple clothes fluttered as she stood amidst the ice and snow, like a purple Immortal Flower.

She had a slender figure and a slim waist.

Her hair danced lightly, and she was shrouded in a purple aura.

Her beautiful face was veiled and hazy.

A brilliance shone from between her eyebrows; through the purple mist, a purple glow bloomed—it was a Dao imprint.

She stood quietly in the wind and snow, looking calmly at Ye Fan.

It was as if she had achieved Heaven and Earth Unity, integrated with the Dao Me and nature.

Ye Fan’s heart tightened.

This woman is too powerful; I can’t discern her true depth with a single glance.

“Fairy of Purple Mansion, I have yet to ask your esteemed name.” “Purple Mist,” the Sacred Lady of Purple Mansion replied, her voice calm and tranquil, without the slightest ripple.

“You have not yet entered the Four Extremes Secret Boundary, yet you act with such assurance.

You must have been preparing this ambush for a long time.

Tell your friends to come out.” Ye Fan was surprised.

Purple Mist Fairy was truly extraordinary; she had seen through everything in an instant.

Even though they had made ample preparations, she would likely be quite difficult to deal with.

“Actually, I have no wish to be your enemy.

However, all the Sacred Lands have dispatched disciples to pursue me, which makes it difficult for me to remain calm and treat this peacefully.” “So, you’ve allied with other experts to ambush me here?” Purple Mist remained composed and at ease.

Ye Fan smiled.

“It’s not really an ambush.

If Purple Mist Fairy is willing to accompany me as my guest for a time, I believe we can coexist peacefully.” “You wish to place me under house arrest?

Then, by all means, try,” Purple Mist’s voice, though still devoid of ripples, was magnetic and very pleasant to hear.

All around them, Star Stones began to float, radiating brilliant light.

It was as if night had fallen, with countless stars twinkling, transforming the Ice Field into a dreamlike landscape.

Pang Bo, Tu Fei, and the big black dog stepped into the area, approaching Purple Mist Fairy and facing her.

Pang Bo did not reveal his true appearance; his body was shrouded in black mist, keeping his entire person concealed within darkness.

“Purple Mist Fairy is truly worthy of her reputation, always merged with the Dao Realm.

It makes me feel inadequate,” Tu Fei sighed.

Purple Mist Fairy was in a profound and mystical state, always in Heaven and Earth Unity, seemingly able to command the Great Dao itself.

Her exceptional grace was intertwined with the Dao.

SWOOSH!

A painted scroll emerged from within her body and unfurled, making her appear even more ethereal and closer to the Great Dao.

“The Mountain and River Map!” Tu Fei’s pupils contracted.

He took several steps back, holding the Heaven-devouring Demon Jar in front of him as he warned Ye Fan and the others, “Be extremely careful!

This map has long since interwoven its own Laws and Order; it is a Heavy Artifact of Purple Mansion!” In the scroll, great mountains stood majestically, and Immortal Rivers rushed.

It was magnificent yet retained a delicate beauty, complementing Purple Mist Fairy perfectly.

The landscape was like a painting, the beauty like poetry.

「To be continued…」