Ch. 248 - A Cauldron Presses Down On Ten Directions

The cauldron forged from the root source of the mother energy of all things hung down wisps of motherly energy, majestic and ancient, carrying the power of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers.

The female disciple of the Radiant Light Sacred Ground had cultivation at the third stage of the Dao Palace, with even one foot already stepped into the fourth stage, but at this moment she could not move at all.

The nine-meter-tall cauldron hung in the sky. With every foot it pressed down, the female disciple of Radiant Light Sacred Ground coughed up a mouthful of blood, and cracks split open on her skin.

“Junior sister!”

The male disciple of Radiant Light Sacred Ground shouted loudly and spat out a jade seal. At first it was only an inch tall, crystal clear, but it quickly grew in size.

In the blink of an eye, the jade seal became as large as a mountain peak, carrying a momentum of ten thousand jun, as if a mountain had been moved over. The void itself trembled.

The situation was urgent. The female disciple of Radiant Light Sacred Ground was being suppressed by the cauldron. Although it had not yet touched her and was still more than ten meters away, she could no longer endure it, her body continuously splitting open with bloody marks.

The male disciple of Radiant Light Sacred Ground exerted himself to the extreme to wield the seal. The sky rumbled, the jade seal shone brilliantly, and its immense power made people’s hearts restless.

The jade seal trembled, scattering pieces of divine radiance like blades, all slashing at the cauldron, but it was completely ineffective. The cauldron was like a deep ocean, immovable.

The male disciple’s heart sank. Gritting his teeth, he urged his Dao power to make the jade seal shine even more brilliantly, like a glowing mountain body crashing toward the nine-meter-tall cauldron.

The cauldron forged from mysterious yellow was so solid that there were few equals in the world, almost an immortal object. Even knowing this, the male disciple had no choice but to fight with everything, even if it meant destroying the jade seal. Otherwise, his fellow disciple would surely die.

The mountain-sized jade seal had carvings of flowers, birds, fish, and insects that seemed to come alive, making it even heavier and more condensed.

The crystal-like mountain jade seal finally struck the cauldron. Even though it looked much larger than the cauldron, it was far less solid.

The nine-meter-tall cauldron did not move an inch, flowing with wisps of motherly energy. The mountain of jade was instantly crushed with a loud boom, shattering into a burst of jade light that vanished in the blink of an eye.

This was the cauldron forged from the root source of the mother energy of all things. Even when facing such an attack, it did not move half an inch, hanging there in the air with overwhelming presence.

Ji Yunlin made his move, unleashing the Heaven-Severing Finger, striking the nine-meter cauldron to produce a resonant vibration, but he could not budge it at all, it stood like a mountain.

Ji Yunlin struck again, unleashing the Heaven-Severing Dragon Spiral Force. Five dragons coiled around, their massive bodies wrapping the cauldron, their heads raised high, trying to lift it and throw it far away.

Unfortunately, even with the five dragons locking the cauldron, it could not be moved in the slightest. The cauldron overflowed with motherly energy that flowed onto the dragon bodies. With cracking sounds, all five coiled dragons broke apart and completely dissipated.

“Everyone, take action and rescue Radiant Light Sacred Ground’s fairy!” Ji Yunlin shouted, sending his voice to the surroundings.

“Please, everyone, take action. Radiant Light Sacred Ground will surely give great thanks!” the male disciple of Radiant Light Sacred Ground also shouted loudly.

Earlier, more than a dozen people had rushed over, but after seeing the might of the cauldron, they all stopped, standing in the nearby sky.

They could neither advance nor retreat. When they had seen Ye Fan trapped, they had thought to add flowers to brocade and intervene, but once the cauldron of mysterious yellow appeared, everything changed.

Now, with the Ancient Desolate Ji Clan and Radiant Light Sacred Ground people calling out together, they had no choice but to advance. A dozen people each summoned their weapons and struck at the cauldron.

The young cultivators of Cloud Marsh who dared to approach naturally had extraordinary cultivation. Their weapons split the air, divine radiance turned like lightning dragons, crackling and hissing, illuminating the sky.

Even though these people’s cultivation was extraordinary, they could not move the cauldron forged of mysterious yellow. Such a sacred object of heaven and earth was a rare treasure; forged into a weapon, it was indestructible, enduring ten thousand calamities without perishing.

The cauldron lightly shook, motherly energy spilling out, scattering in all directions, turning all these weapons to dust.

Ye Fan stood atop the cauldron, long hair fluttering, eyes clear and bright. He pressed down, making the cauldron sink, and the female disciple of Radiant Light Sacred Ground screamed miserably. Her body was almost destroyed, blood splattering.

“Everyone, join forces to strike the cauldron away!” the male disciple of Radiant Light Sacred Ground shouted.

He spat out a mouthful of essence blood, burning it outside his body, and then his figure erupted with dazzling radiance, like a burning sun.

Although this secret art was not the invulnerable Radiant Light Scripture, it was still a secret not passed down lightly, recorded in an ancient scripture of unparalleled greatness.

His whole body shone brilliantly, as if burning. His right hand struck out, unleashing waves of divine flames that covered the sky, surging forth. A giant hand of fire covered the heavens and fiercely slapped the cauldron.

The sound shook the heavens, the void trembled.

“Everyone, he’s exhausted now and can’t strike again. Attack together and-” Ji Yunlin shouted loudly.

A black hand crossed the air, he unleashed the Great Handprint of the Void, like rolling black clouds, constantly striking the cauldron forged of mysterious yellow, producing deafening booms.

“Kill!”

“Everyone, join forces to kill him. As long as we knock him off the cauldron forged from the mother energy of all things, he’s like meat on the chopping block.”

…

The dozen or so people charged over, all attacking with full force. Since they had chosen to move forward, they could only strike heavily.

Mountains and clouds broke, the sounds sharp and ear-piercing, splitting gold and cracking stone. Everyone struck at the cauldron forged of mysterious yellow.

Everyone knew they could not break this cauldron. This kind of sacred object was nearly immortal when refined. They only sought to knock it away and force the boy from the mother energy down.

Ye Fan did feel some godpower waning. This cauldron was like a bottomless pit, never to be filled. However, he was not truly exhausted, he had simply been waiting for everyone to rush in.

He had not immediately killed the enemy beneath the cauldron to give others the illusion that they could rescue the female disciple of Radiant Light Sacred Ground.

Sure enough, they all rushed in. At this point, Ye Fan no longer held back and activated the cauldron, unleashing immortal might.

Below, the female disciple turned into a mist of blood, completely annihilated.

The cauldron swayed, as if overturning heaven and earth, motherly energy spilling out and surging in all directions.

“Ah…”

Miserable cries rang out. The dozen cultivators could not resist, the motherly energy from the cauldron was as heavy as a mountain. They were like ants trying to shake a tree.

Puff.

The first figure was reduced to dust.

Puff, puff…

The second, the third… one after another turned to ash, crushed by the motherly energy.

The cauldron shook. All of the dozen or so rushing cultivators turned to dust, none could resist. No matter what secret art they used, all were destroyed. No matter what weapon they brought forth, all were shattered. Nothing could block it.

This was the might of one cauldron breaking ten thousand methods.

With one shake of the cauldron forged from the mother energy of all things, the ten directions were annihilated, nothing remained.

The male disciple of Radiant Light Sacred Ground shouted as the giant palm of divine flames madly slapped the cauldron, making deafening sounds, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The cauldron rolled over, and he was instantly smashed to pieces.

In the field, only one figure remained, Ji Yunlin. But clearly, he would not live long. His lower body had turned to a mist of blood, a black hand blocking his upper body, barely keeping him breathing.

All the spectators felt chills in their hearts. This youth was too terrifying, one cauldron breaking ten thousand methods, shattering all his enemies. Such battle power was chilling.

“Your life is tough, to have survived to the end,” Ye Fan said with some surprise.

The cauldron had already shrunk to a little over a meter tall, hanging above his head, with strands of motherly energy flowing down, shielding him completely. This sacred object made all the onlookers both envious and fearful.

“You won’t live either. My Ji Clan has experts in Cloud Marsh, you won’t leave this oasis alive. You’ll be killed for sure.”

“Since I dared to come, do you think I’d be afraid of that?” Ye Fan’s lips curled into a cold smile.

“Brat, don’t be so proud. When you meet my Ji Clan’s true young geniuses, you’ll know what real strength is.”

“Are you talking about Ji Haoyue, Ji Biyue, or Ji Haiyue?” Ye Fan asked calmly.

“There’s no need for the Ji Clan’s Four Pillars Realm young prodigies to kill you. Even young disciples at the fourth or fifth stage of the Dao Palace will be enough to crush you like an ant!” Ji Yunlin gritted his teeth.

“I’ve already slaughtered three disciples of the Ji Clan at the third stage of the Dao Palace. You’ll be the fourth. Are fourth-layer disciples supposed to be impressive? I’ll try them too,” Ye Fan said indifferently.

“Don’t be arrogant. My Ji Clan is full of experts. The disciples stronger than us are countless. When the time comes, you’ll have no way to escape heaven or earth!”

“Are there that many Ji Clan disciples in the fourth and fifth stages of the Dao Palace’s secret realm? In the future, I wouldn’t mind cutting you down until you’re seventy to eighty percent gone.” Ye Fan remained calm.

In the distance, the spectators’ hearts pounded. This youth was like a demon, daring to wield his blade against an ancient clan. He was filled with baleful aura, making them shiver.

“Be as arrogant as you want. Your whereabouts are already exposed. You can’t leave Cloud Marsh alive. Two of the Ji Clan’s top ten Dao Palace disciples are in this oasis. I’ll see how you survive!” Ji Yunlin’s face was iron-blue.

Ye Fan was unconcerned, still conversing calmly while unconsciously closing the distance. Suddenly, he struck, between his brows, from the small golden lake, his powerful divine sense shot into Ji Yunlin’s sea of consciousness.

“Ah…” Ji Yunlin screamed.

“Let me have a look at the Void Scripture!” Ye Fan rushed forward, sealing Ji Yunlin.

He knew clearly that the other party could not have the complete ancient scripture, but must have learned several supreme secret arts. If he could search them out, it would be a great gain for him.

“In your dreams!” In his sea of consciousness, Ji Yunlin roared, “You will never get it.”

Suddenly, Ye Fan felt intense unease. A bad premonition arose. He decisively withdrew, instantly pulling his divine sense back and retreating quickly.

Puff.

Ji Yunlin’s head turned to dust. A terrifying force of the void erupted there, piercing through the void. Black mist spread, making hearts tremble, shooting toward Ye Fan.

The cauldron forged from the mother energy of all things shook, motherly energy hanging down like silk threads, blocking that black light, it did not penetrate through.

Ye Fan took a sharp breath. Without the cauldron, that black light would have struck him just now.

“These disciples’ seas of consciousness are all sealed with the power of the void. Truly frightening…”

Ye Fan left the field. Eight young disciples from the ancient clan and the Radiant Light Sacred Ground had all been slain by him alone, this would surely cause an uproar.

These people had arranged the grand gathering of Cloud Marsh’s young cultivators just to capture him, but he had barged into the scene, carried out a massacre, and wiped them all out.

In the distance, the young cultivators of Cloud Marsh could not calm their hearts. It was imaginable that today’s events would shake the world and stir boundless waves.

This news could not be suppressed. Witnessed by all, every young cultivator in Cloud Marsh had seen it. It would surely spread immediately.

Two great lineages hunting one youth, yet being openly provoked and having eight true disciples slaughtered, this was like slapping the Ji Clan in the face and would inevitably lead to a great storm.

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