Ch. 247 - Furnace Breaks Myriad Arts

“He is the one the Ji Clan has been looking for, yet he dares to come here and slaughter people openly. Truly surprising and shocking!”

“So it’s this youth? He’s wanted by both the Ji Clan and Radiant Light, and still dares act like this. I really don’t know what he’s relying on.”

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On the Broken Mountain, many people were talking, all extremely shocked.

Right now, Ye Fan looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome and even slightly immature face. It was hard to associate him with the domineering aura of the one who had just fought on all sides.

Four disciples of Radiant Light blocked off the four directions to prevent him from escaping.

Ji Yunlin nearly ground his teeth to pieces. Ye Fan had burned to death one of the Ji Clan’s supreme elders and had taken away the Grand Void Art. He was the public enemy of the Ji Clan’s younger generation.

The sky trembled as Ji Yunlin struck in anger. A huge black hand covered the heavens like a dark cloud pressing down on Ye Fan, dense and oppressive, chilling to behold.

Ye Fan also struck with a great hand seal, pitch black like ink, covering the firmament like a great black earth sinking down, smashing forward with force.

The two pitch-black hands collided, releasing an aura that made people’s hearts palpitate. Black mist surged in all directions, and the destructive force left many in fear.

On Broken Mountain, quite a few cultivators bled from their ears and noses from the terrifying aftershock, and many fell to the ground.

Many young cultivators took to the air, not daring to linger. They fled far before stopping.

The two black hands clashed again. This time the sound was small, but it was even more terrifying. Black clouds blocked the sky, as if silently annihilating everything.

Ji Yunlin’s face turned ashen, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth as his body flew backward. He had received the orthodox inheritance, yet he was still no match for his opponent.

Ye Fan had only obtained a fragment of the Void Scripture, but he possessed the War Paragon Art, and using it as the source to drive the seal was enough to perfect it.

Ye Fan used the Grand Void Art, disappearing from where he stood and appearing before Ji Yunlin out of thin air, bringing down a black hand with the force of thunder.

Ji Yunlin was forced to strike back, unleashing the Heaven Severing Finger. His fingertip was crystalline, and five dragons soared into the sky, shaking their heads and wagging their tails, with the momentum to swallow heaven and earth.

The two engaged in fierce battle. Ji Yunlin roared, using the Void Palm with his right hand and the Heaven Severing Finger with his left. The two techniques combined, greatly increasing his power.

The black hand and the silver dragon blades cut across the sky, as if wanting to sever the heavens themselves, making this part of the world tremble violently.

Ye Fan only responded with the Grand Void Art, carrying a force like mountains and seas, making the heavens quiver and black clouds cover the sky.

At the same time, they frequently used the Grand Void Art, traversing through the void, dazzling onlookers and making it impossible to follow their movements.

They were unimaginably fast. The two figures flashed continuously, using the Ji Clan’s secret arts to the fullest. The void was dented here, sunken there, constantly changing shape.

In the distance, the crowd was horrified. Such a duel was terrifying. They admitted they could not compete, and if they stepped in, they would surely be smashed into pulp.

Ye Fan was moved. The Heaven Severing Finger and Grand Void Art combined, the two hands interacting, were extremely powerful. His opponent’s strength had increased by more than half, enough to resist him.

He thought he could imitate this and integrate it into the War Paragon Art, gaining yet another killing technique.

A series of collisions erupted, black light and silver brilliance spraying out, the sky trembling. Ji Yunlin’s body shook violently as he retreated more than ten steps in midair, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

In the end, he could not withstand it, unable to block Ye Fan’s ferocious force. His opponent’s divine power seemed endless, making resistance impossible.

Ji Yunlin’s face was ugly. Ye Fan suppressing him with the Ji Clan’s own techniques was a humiliation.

“The heroes of my Ji Clan are not here. Otherwise, even if you had nine lives, it wouldn’t be enough to save you!”

“You mean the Ji Clan’s few ‘moons’? When I enter the Four Pillars Realm, I’ll naturally come to meet them.” Ye Fan pressed forward.

The people of Radiant Light Sacred Ground quickly stepped in. If Ji Yunlin also died here, they would have no way to explain to the Ji Clan.

“People of Radiant Light Sacred Ground, do I have a grudge against you? Why get involved?” Ye Fan asked coldly.

“You have committed many injustices. We are helping the Ji Clan. What’s wrong with that?” one of the Radiant Light female disciples said evasively, shifting the topic.

“I saved one of the Ji Clan’s ‘little moons.’ She passed me a secret technique, and then the Ji Clan repaid me with enmity, chasing me for thousands of miles. That’s your so-called injustice?” Ye Fan sneered.

“You colluded with the demon race and burned to death a respected elder of the Ji Clan. Isn’t that enough?” the Radiant Light female disciple said coldly. She was beautiful, with stunning features.

“You really are good at taking things out of context.” Ye Fan sneered without fear, striding forward. “There’s no point saying more. Since you’ve come, I don’t mind keeping you all here.”

These people had gathered for the purpose of dealing with him. He had no reason to be merciful.

“You think you can really slaughter at will?” The Radiant Light female disciple sneered, calling to the surrounding cultivators, “Everyone, help us take this villain down!”

Ye Fan snorted coldly and moved like lightning, striking at the Radiant Light female disciple.

Radiant Light had sent two men and two women, plus Ji Yunlin, forming a very strong force. All five young experts were at the peak of Dao Palace third stage, with one foot in the fourth.

Ye Fan was extraordinarily gifted and could “reverse the flow to slay immortals,” fighting third stage experts while only at the second stage. But facing five people at once made the outcome uncertain. Each one was a realm above him, and an ordinary person would be instantly crushed.

However, he did not panic or flee, but instead attacked forward. His brow shone brilliantly as his divine sense took form, a tiny golden sword only an inch long, but lethally dangerous!

This was a powerful divine sense attack. The Radiant Light female disciple screamed miserably, clutching her head in pain, losing the ability to fight, her sharp cry piercing the sky.

Ye Fan used the old madman’s footwork, rushing past with a palm like a blade. With a soft “puff,” that beautiful head flew off at an angle.

Blood sprayed. The expression on that head was one of confusion, hair matted with blood. The scene was shocking.

Some young cultivators from Cloud Marsh had been about to rush in, but seeing this, they all retreated. If even a Sacred Ground successor could be decapitated in a single exchange, going up themselves was courting death. Even if they wanted to curry favor with the Sacred Ground disciples, they would not wager their lives.

The Grand Void Art unfolded. Ye Fan tore through the void, suddenly appearing before another Radiant Light male disciple. His powerful divine sense took form once more.

This time it was even more direct, the inch-long golden sword pierced through his skull, killing him instantly as his corpse fell from the high sky.

“Don’t get close! Sense the fluctuations in the void to avoid his divine sense attacks!” Ji Yunlin shouted.

The remaining Radiant Light man and woman looked extremely grim. Their fellow disciples had been killed in an instant, leaving them both fearful and enraged.

Ye Fan clashed with Ji Yunlin using the black hand, while simultaneously meeting the other two with the Seal of Mountain and River.

This time, the three were doubly cautious, all fighting at a distance, having grasped the rhythm of the Grand Void Art, not giving him a chance for divine sense attacks.

The Radiant Light male disciple released a field of starlight, thirty-six fist-sized stars flew out, all refined from Purple River Heavenly Sand.

Each star was crystalline and brilliant, radiating hazy purple essence. This was a heavy treasure, forged by an elder of Radiant Light and bestowed upon him.

The thirty-six purple stars shone, forming a purple misty light curtain in the sky, each star shooting down blinding sword energy.

This was indeed a great treasure, able to gather the power of heaven, absorbing even the sun’s rays.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, dazzling and indestructible, nearly cutting the void apart!

Ye Fan struck, using his great hand to clash against the sword beams. Strong as his body was, he still felt numbness, this treasure was terrifying, able to draw on the power of heaven and earth, putting him at a disadvantage.

Scarlet light flared as the Radiant Light female disciple brought out a red net. Red mist billowed, each strand of the net crystalline, sealing this section of the sky to trap Ye Fan.

The red net burned fiercely, attempting to refine him to death inside. This too was an extraordinary treasure.

“What are you waiting for? Attack together and turn him to ash!” the Radiant Light female disciple shouted to the crowd.

Finally, over a dozen people rushed forward, seeing Ye Fan trapped by two treasures and hoping to add the finishing blow.

Ye Fan sneered and spat out a small cauldron, only an inch tall, without divine light or aura, looking ancient and plain.

“One artifact to break myriad arts!” he shouted, sending the cauldron forth.

The Dao Scripture’s Oceanic Wheel chapter recorded the One Artifact Breaks Myriad Arts technique, famed for “when my flower blooms, all other flowers perish,” but it required a certain realm to reveal its power.

Back in the Oceanic Wheel realm, Ye Fan had forged only this single cauldron. Even after entering the Dao Palace realm, he still kept only this one, storing it among his five divine treasuries and constantly refining it.

In every great realm, one could forge several artifactss. Others had many, but he had only this one, seeking to embody both “Dao” and “Law” within it.

The three-legged, two-eared round cauldron expanded to over nine meters tall. Misty primordial motherly energy flowed out, its ancient simplicity and grandeur filled with unparalleled power.

The cauldron shook in midair, suddenly releasing motherly energy that shattered all thirty-six purple stars. The Radiant Light male disciple coughed blood and was flung away.

Threads of the root source of the Motherly Energy of All Things hung down, shocking everyone. This was a treasure of heaven and earth, capable of refining into a Paragon Artifact, on par with Phoenix-Blood Red-Gold, a sacred material for emperors alone.

“Heavens, it’s motherly energy!”

“More precisely, it’s the root source of the Motherly Energy of All Things!”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Ye Fan wielded the cauldron, the nine-meter-high ancient vessel soaring up, its tremors releasing a primordial, prehistoric aura. The red net was instantly reduced to dust.

“Suppress!”

Ye Fan shouted as the cauldron descended over the Radiant Light female disciple, pinning her in place. She could not move at all. Even from more than ten meters away, her body was close to cracking.

It was unimaginable how heavy the cauldron was. The strands of energy it released were unbearable.

Ji Yunlin struck with the Grand Void Art, the black hand slamming heavily into the nine-meter-tall ancient cauldron, but it didn’t budge, producing only a deep clang.

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