Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 245: Chapter 250: His Ancient Scriptures

Ye Fan used the Mountain Embracing Seal to crush Ji Yunfeng alive, turning him into ashes. Absolute silence fell on the broken mountain. Everyone was stunned. A disciple of the Ancient Nobilities had been killed!

That scene moments ago was shocking. He had thrown out a mountain, overshadowing the Ji Family’s expert. Ye Fan’s display was astonishing, like an overlord uprooting mountains and lifting cauldrons.

A long time passed before the many youthful cultivators in Quzhou came to their senses, bursting into a tide of discussions.

"Who is he? Could he be the reincarnation of the Demon King, holding a mountain to crush his enemy? That’s too terrifying!"

"The Mountain Embracing Seal is a unique skill of the northern region, requiring immense divine energy, hard for ordinary people to execute. Yet this person effortlessly formed seals, hurling out nine Great Mountains at once! This is too insane!"

"Could he be a Divine King Body? Otherwise, how could he have such horrifying potential, his divine energy seemingly inexhaustible, growing braver with each battle?"

...

The broken mountain was boiling over. People discussed fervently; a disciple of the Ancient Nobilities had been killed. This was no small matter.

The newcomer had killed a Ji Family disciple in front of everyone. This concerned the honor of the Ancient Nobilities. This wasn’t sparring, but a purposeful killing.

"Who are you?!"

The other three from the Ji Family all stood high in the sky, surrounding Ye Fan, their eyes blazing with fire, murderous intent revealed.

The gathering of Quzhou’s younger generation cultivators had been organized by these few in their family’s name. Now, this person had arrived at the scene and killed one of the organizers, an act that would damage the Ji Family’s reputation.

"I want revenge for Yun Feng!" one of them said coldly, then suddenly vanished into thin air!

Uproar!

The crowd burst into an uproar, utterly shocked. To disappear in broad daylight like that—it left everyone dumbfounded.

Ye Fan’s long robe fluttered, Immortal Qi enveloping him. Serene and detached, he stood there quietly, completely unpanicked and extremely calm.

Misty fog enveloped the area. Space distorted, and a segment of the void dimmed. A figure flashed; the Ji Family cultivator rushed out, a divine sword shooting from his mouth, slashing at Ye Fan from behind.

However, it was as if Ye Fan had foreseen this. Calm and composed, his golden fist, though launched later, struck first, meeting the dazzling divine sword.

CLANG!

The deep sound echoed for over ten miles, resonating throughout the Yunduan Mountain Range. The golden fist sent the sharp sword flying. Cracks appeared on it before it shattered inch by inch, like decayed wood weathering in the air and scattering golden powder.

"Great Void Art!"

"Indeed, this is the Ji Family’s other supreme secret technique! It allows for short-distance traversal through space, is highly lethal, and makes it extremely difficult to defend against!"

"This is a world-shocking unique skill, recorded in the Empty Void Ancient Scripture, a secret technique the Ji Family never passes to outsiders!"

...

At this moment, the people on the broken mountain finally understood why that disciple had suddenly vanished. He was showcasing a Strange Technique.

This mysterious art was extremely terrifying. It allowed one to appear and vanish unpredictably in battle, making it extremely difficult to defend against. It could kill invisibly, striking fear into opponents’ hearts.

Nevertheless, Ye Fan wasn’t afraid. He knew this mysterious art well; Ji Ziyue had given him the complete incantation, and he too knew the Great Void Art.

Ever since arriving in the northern region, he hadn’t used it, fearing his identity would be exposed. Besides, there was another reason: he had mastered the old madman’s footwork, making the Great Void Art somewhat optional for him.

Ji Yuncheng was astonished. He hadn’t expected his opponent to evade so easily, nor to be so unfazed by the Great Void Art, remaining perfectly calm.

Soundlessly, he disappeared again, launching another attack on Ye Fan with the Great Void Art.

RUMBLE!

Space distorted, a blur spread, and a gigantic black hand emerged. The scene was terrifyingly abrupt.

The vast black Great Hand Seal filled the sky, pressing down on Ye Fan. It emitted rumbling sounds as it descended violently. Ye Fan raised his golden fist to counteract it.

CLANG!

The sound was earth-shattering, like a giant iron hammer striking the celestial court’s drum, making everyone’s ears buzz and their heads spin.

On the broken mountain, many people swayed and stumbled back several steps, their blood surging.

It had to be said, this black Great Hand Seal, when combined with the Great Void Art, was extraordinarily effective. The fusion of these two mysterious arts drastically increased its power.

Below, many spectators turned pale. They believed it would be difficult to resist. An attack with this black hand, striking so suddenly and catching them unprepared, would be fatal to cultivators of the Dao Palace secret realm.

Yet, Ye Fan caught it! His golden fist withstood the black hand, holding it in the air!

However, this attacker was clearly stronger than Ji Yunfeng. The black hand was like a massive dark cloud, black fog surging and rumbling as it pressed down like a mountain.

This was an extremely horrifying divine energy—dark, oppressive, and intimidating. The massive hand traversed the sky, covering the sun, like a black ocean surging and crashing down!

Ye Fan’s fist glowed fiercely as he struck nine consecutive punches into the sky, shaking the very heavens and causing everyone’s expressions to change.

This scene was terrifying. His pure physical strength was incredible. The golden fist seemed to shatter the void. Nine punches shook the sky, extinguishing the black hand in mid-air!

Ye Fan had mastered the Attack Holy Technique, one of the nine secret arts. This technique was capable of evolving various Killing Techniques, such as the Sun and Moon Seal, the Mountain and River Seal, and the Fire Phoenix Seal.

Yet, he couldn’t display it here. The Fighting Saint Technique had endless transformations. If he exhibited various divine seals and unleashed their full power, someone would definitely deduce the truth.

When that time came, all the Sacred Lands would undoubtedly take action. They would hunt him down and besiege him for the nine secret arts, and the Jiang Family would go berserk.

The Attack and Kill Sacred Technique, one of the nine secret arts, must not be displayed in public.

"Ji Family disciples are merely so-so. I thought you were more impressive. Why don’t the three of you come at me together? It would save me the trouble of killing you one by one."

Ye Fan deliberately provoked them. He knew that unless it was absolutely necessary, they would find it difficult to bring themselves to gang up on him—three against one. Their background came with a certain burden. Representing the Ancient Nobilities, three of them fighting one person would reflect badly on them.

"I alone am enough to duel with you!" Ji Yuncheng shouted loudly.

Beside him, the faces of the two Ji Family disciples looked somewhat displeased. They had already prepared to intervene.

"First, let him have a fair fight. If he is outmatched, we can step in at any time," one of them secretly transmitted.

If Ji Yuncheng were truly at a disadvantage, they would all attack together, striking to kill simultaneously. Life and victory were more important than anything, even if it meant attracting criticism.

Ji Yuncheng displayed immense might. He used the Great Void Art, which he had mastered to a wondrous level, to travel back and forth through void space, appearing and disappearing without a trace. His black Great Hand Seal struck the sky with a rumbling sound, striking fear into the hearts of all observing cultivators.

Ye Fan’s lips curled into a slight, cold smile. He did not swiftly dodge but instead feigned hurried responses, always narrowly defusing critical situations, deliberately lulling his opponent.

"The Great Void Art is truly unparalleled, indeed a trump card! If a cultivator of the same tier masters this technique, they will possess an innate advantage and stand undefeated!"

"Truly terrifying. One can’t predict where the user will appear. This mysterious figure is very powerful, but now he seems extremely passive."

"The Empty Void Ancient Scripture, deservedly the Great Emperor’s legacy, is unfathomable. The mysterious arts within it are unpredictable."

The observing cultivators all gasped in awe.

Ye Fan sneered. Unless this Strange Technique is cultivated to the extreme realm, if one’s divine sense is sufficiently strong, it’s possible to foresee and predict where the opponent will appear.

Unable to merge with the void seamlessly, there will always be fluctuations. These can be used to counter this supreme secret technique, especially since I’ve mastered it myself.

Nonetheless, Ye Fan felt a deep admiration. The Strange Techniques left by the Void Great Emperor could indeed be called Extreme Dao. Once truly cultivated to the Great Perfection Realm, they would become incredibly terrifying—omnipresent, invisible, and formless, able to kill an enemy in the void with a single thought.

Unfortunately, Ji Yuncheng couldn’t reach such a state now.

As time passed, everyone thought Ye Fan was restrained by the Empty Void Art and couldn’t contend with this supreme secret technique, bound to be defeated.

Finally, Ye Fan made his move, determining the spot where Ji Yuncheng was about to appear, while also glancing at the positions where the two Ji Family disciples stood.

The void blurred. Ji Yuncheng had just charged out when he felt a pressure as heavy as Mt. Tai’s summit. That golden fist was unbreakable, waiting outside, as if he himself had walked right into it.

Although his Great Void Handprint had already been formed, it could not block Ye Fan’s attack. This time, Ye Fan’s fists were several times stronger than before.

The wind from his golden fists surged, radiant light blazing. Heavy golden clouds billowed like layered oceanic waves, sending many cultivators on the broken mountain flying, let alone those in the high sky.

Ye Fan unleashed a killing strike, breaking through the black Great Hand Seal. The golden fist roared like a tsunami, shaking the very heavens.

BOOM!

Alas, Ji Yuncheng ran right into the fist. His success was due to the Great Void Art, but so was his downfall; he had delivered himself right to the fist.

SPLAT!

Ji Yuncheng was pulverized. Forget his physical body; even a cultivator of the Four Extremes Secret Boundary would meet a bitter end from such a fist.

Golden waves soared skyward, surging and turbulent, stirring all directions. The sky filled with heavy golden clouds as the golden torrent swept many people away.

"Yuncheng!"

The two Ji Family disciples watching cried out. The Great Void Art had clearly restrained their opponent. How had he turned the tables and been killed in an instant?

With sorrow and anger, the two charged forward!

Before delivering the killing blow, Ye Fan had long calculated their positions and vanished instantly. He didn’t intend to just kill one person.

At this moment, he performed the Ji Family’s Great Void Art, appearing abruptly to cut off one disciple’s path, and launched the Great Void Handprint!

This change was too abrupt. No one had expected this formidable foe to command the Ji Family’s unrivaled Great Void Art.

Ye Fan had calculated precisely, manifesting just as the Ji Family disciple charged over, forcing him to confront the terrifying black hand.

This was a Great Void Handprint powered by the Fighting Saint Technique. It was like a slab of the black Heavenly Universe pressing down; its terrifying power was unfathomable.

CRACK!

A chilling sound echoed as the black hand shattered this Ji Family disciple in mid-air, body and spirit annihilated.

"You..." The strongest Ji Family disciple among the four charged over, face pale, lips trembling.

A commotion erupted below. It was almost unbelievable that this person had used the Ji Family’s own unparalleled skills to kill a Ji Family disciple.

"Heavens, he executed the Great Void Art, intercepting and killing a Ji Family warrior!"

"No wonder he is unafraid of the Great Void Art; he is also proficient in this mysterious art!"

"Who are you?!" Ji Yunlin demanded, his face livid. Of the four young Ji Family experts, only he remained after merely one hour.

By now, the few from Flickering Light Sacred Land couldn’t stand idle. The Ji Family members had been almost wiped out, and they soared into the sky.

"You held this grand gathering of young cultivators from Quzhou for me, didn’t you? So, who do you think I am?"

The white mist dispersed, revealing Ye Fan’s true appearance. He stood calmly in the sky, black hair dancing, eyes clear, clothes fluttering, exuding an ethereal aura.

"It’s you... Ye Fan?!" Ji Yunlin felt his head buzzing; he had never expected it to be him.

The four Flickering Light disciples were equally astonished. The prime target himself had come here to wreak havoc—an outcome truly beyond their imagination.

The many cultivators from Quzhou were dumbfounded. Then, a tumult erupted from the crowd below. This young man was the one the Ji Family sought to hunt! It left them shocked—he had audaciously appeared instead of hiding from the Ancient Nobilities’ pursuit.

"Our Great Void Art versus your Great Void Art, Great Hand Seal against Great Hand Seal. Let’s see who’s weaker or stronger, shall we?" Ye Fan said.

"You..." Ji Yunlin nearly spat blood.

"Weren’t you trying to kill me? Today, I’ve come myself!" Ye Fan made it clear he intended to go on a killing spree.