Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 593: Chapter 597: Overbearing

The ancestral grave of the Yin Yang Sect had been dug up, visited by thieves. This incident was causing quite a stir, leaving many people slack-jawed, their mouths twitching.

Wang Yangzhan, upon receiving the news, flipped a table and slapped down a section of the ancient palace. His hair stood on end, and white smoke puffed out of his nostrils.

Which scoundrel did this? This is truly too much! I’ve seen vicious and evil people, but never someone so utterly devoid of virtue—robbing graves, desecrating ancestral tombs! Who can tolerate this?

“It must be that fatty!” The Yin Yang Sect Hierarch immediately thought of Daoist Duan De and the events of that day.

He almost went mad. He had originally thought that fat Daoist was just spouting nonsense, but he never imagined this fellow was so extreme as to actually do it.

Outside, there was an uproar. Many people flocked to the Yin Yang Sect’s Tombyard to spectate, nearly driving many of the sect’s veterans to murder.

“Don’t get angry, just take a look and we’ll leave!”

“Scram!”

“You’re at such an advanced age; getting angry will harm you. Don’t lose your temper.”

“Scram!”

“This fellow is truly capable! Look at that tunnel—it gathers the divine charm of the Dao, an extraordinary sight.”

“Scram!”

…

In front of the Yin Yang Sect’s Ancient Mausoleum, people drawn by its fame arrived daily. The tomb keepers cursed endlessly, irritated beyond measure, almost driven to hysterics.

Many people were quite callous, pointing fingers and making sarcastic remarks.

“Who did this? It’s a bit over the top. How is the Yin Yang Sect supposed to endure this? If you’re going to steal, steal from the living. Why rob someone’s ancestral possessions…”

Many were speechless, unable to imagine which deity could have done such a thing. The style of the act left them completely bewildered.

Of course, more people were snickering, finding this character, so utterly lacking in morals, somewhat amusing.

「Three days later,」

News arrived that the Xiao Family’s ancestral grave had also been plundered. Several sovereigns flew into a rage, hunting the tunneling enthusiast worldwide.

“At least the Yin Yang Sect kept its cool. Even though they were robbed, they didn’t lose their composure like this.”

“That’s easy for you to say when it’s not your problem! That thief is infuriating; he even left a message.”

People were astonished to learn that the thief had carved a line on the desecrated grave mound: “Stingy. Not even a single decent burial item. Far worse than the Yin Yang Sect.”

This message not only drove the Xiao Family berserk but also made the Yin Yang Sect unbearable. They launched a worldwide hunt, wanting to drag out Daoist Duan De.

“It’s definitely that damned fatty!”

A group of people, their teeth, lungs, and stomachs aching, cursed through clenched teeth but were helpless, unable to find him or do anything.

Truthfully, their hatred for Daoist Duan De was “” ( means whoosh whoosh, indicating rapidly rising) — soaring upwards, nearly placing him on par with Ye Fan.

Damn you! I’ve never seen such a vengeful person! This was the heartfelt cry of a group of people whose teeth itched with hatred, wanting to skin him alive.

Indeed, all of this was Daoist Duan De’s doing. When he said he would do something, he did it without any hesitation or messiness.

That was his temperament; he was never one to suffer a loss. Moreover, he sought revenge without letting it wait overnight; there was no saying for him about a gentleman’s revenge waiting ten years.

He had even visited the Dao Field of the Ruthless One, losing nine lives in the process, and had dug out the Heaven-devouring Demon Cover. What Ancient Tomb would he not dare to plunder? In Daoist Duan De’s own words, entering the Xiao Family’s ancestral grave was like walking on flat ground; it was nothing at all.

Reflecting on recent events, people felt the Yin Yang Sect had suffered terrible luck for eight lifetimes, encountering two exceptional individuals: one who robbed graves and targeted the old, and another even more ruthless, who threatened to kill their young.

“The grave robber seems to have quieted down; he’s probably vented enough. But that monster from the Eastern Wastelands certainly won’t let things rest.”

“He’s incredibly audacious, daring to confront the Yin Yang Sect. Who knows what kind of turmoil this will bring?”

Ye Fan’s feud with the Yin Yang Sect had long since spread to the Central States. It was impossible for it to end peacefully. He had killed many members of the sect—not just Saint Heirs and sacred ladies, but even a Vice Sect Hierarch had died in the Dragon Nest.

This was an irreconcilable conflict, a fight to the death. Especially since Ye Fan possessed a sacred body, the Yin Yang Sect could not allow him to grow stronger; otherwise, they would be suffocated by his power in the future.

Ye Fan had left the Immortal Mansion World. He once entered Lu City with a different appearance and saw that the Xiao Family had re-established their control. Afterward, he went to the Deserted House and noticed many suspicious individuals, clearly waiting for him to appear.

He was not afraid. Having mastered the Xing Character Art, he could go anywhere under the heavens. Few knew just how fast he truly was; this was one of his major trump cards.

In the Deserted House, a Great Emperor had lived in seclusion in his later years, most likely the Grand Emperor. Ye Fan had already obtained the Dragon Transformation Chapter of the ancient scriptures, so he wasn’t overly concerned about this.

He didn’t go far, choosing to enter seclusion on a sheer cliff two thousand li from Qi Shi Mansion. When hungry, he ate pine nuts; when thirsty, he drank mountain spring water. It was quite a comfortable life.

“The jade pieces shattered…” Ye Fan touched his chin. These were inscribed with Array Patterns carved by the Black Emperor, capable of obscuring heavenly calculations.

In the past, the Mortal World and Hell, two Ancient Assassin Divine Dynasties, had besieged him because they possessed a Heavenly Mechanism Divine Calculator who could deduce his location.

Not long ago, while he was undergoing his tribulation, three of the jade pieces had shattered. At the time, he was engrossed in Enlightenment and had forgotten to put them away, only managing to protect six of them.

Ye Fan pondered if someone might be able to calculate his whereabouts because of this. If such an expert exists, there will likely be trouble.

These past few days, I’ve been in Enlightenment daily. Sitting in meditation like this is no longer useful. If they come looking for me, I’ll fight them. It will be a good opportunity to hone my skills!

Another half-month passed. A gentle breeze blew, the sound of rustling pines echoed from the mountain cliff, and the clear spring trickled, DING DONG. Ye Fan sat cross-legged beneath an ancient pine tree, his Heart Spirit empty and serene.

During these days, he silently comprehended the Grand Emperor Scripture, experiencing its vastness and profundity, refining the Great Dragon within the human body—a process of wondrous, heaven-sent creation.

No wonder Great Xia’s Emperor’s Dragon Qi has unparalleled Attack Power. It’s deeply connected to the Dragon Transformation Chapter; this is a crucial part of its power source!

The human Great Dragon, revived and synchronized with the Emperor’s Dragon Qi, would possess world-shaking, deity-stunning destructive power. Ye Fan pondered this seriously. Although he only had the nine secret arts for this secret boundary and not those offensive Holy Techniques, it was enough.

Because he possessed the Fighting Holy Technique. This secret art could continuously evolve without end. As long as he could comprehend it, he could continually approach the source of combat.

Now, with the Dragon Transformation volume of the Grand Emperor Scripture in hand, coordinating with it would undoubtedly result in even greater power and increased Attack Power, as both focused on offense!

The human Great Dragon revives, nine Nirvanas, a leap towards the Immortal…

The Dragon Transformation secret boundary was quite extraordinary. Every time Ye Fan entered a meditative state, he would sit motionless for several days, his spirit often wandering beyond Taixu.

Indeed, this secret boundary was very mysterious. His divine scan transformed into a small golden figure, riding the human Great Dragon into the azure firmament. It then looked down upon the earth, whistling past, and witnessed many strange lights and colors.

Are those souls wandering between heaven and earth? he wondered, his divine sense uncertain as it rode the Great Dragon through the sky.

SWISH!

Suddenly, a dragon’s roar shook the heavens. The Great Dragon dived, merging into his spine. Then, a small golden figure settled between his eyebrows. Ye Fan sensed a warning and woke up, his eyes snapping open sharply.

In the distant mountains, a figure appeared silently, standing with hands clasped behind his back. He was scanning the entire mountain range with a powerful divine scan, covering every inch of space.

A sovereign! Ye Fan was startled. He had seen this person before; it was a top figure from the Yin Yang Sect who had actually found this place and discovered his tracks.

“Little beast, let’s see where you can run!”

Soon, this sovereign with terrifying magical power discovered him. With a wave of his large sleeve, it came swooping down with a WHOOSH.

Ye Fan shifted a thousand zhang away, leaving an afterimage on the cliff, and appeared on another mountaintop.

WHOOSH!

The large sleeve blotted out the sky, instantly engulfing the thousand-zhang cliff he was just on, while several adjacent mountain peaks collapsed.

Ye Fan’s expression changed. A sovereign’s Dao law is indeed terrifying! With a display of magical power, it can overturn heaven and earth, easily suppressing and refining all things.

“Junior, you still think you can leave?” This sovereign took a step forward. The Heaven and Earth Laws trembled, and various Dao Glyphs intertwined, forming a golden avenue that extended towards Ye Fan—the Dao Technique!

SWISH!

He moved like a streak of light, arriving instantly. His five fingers spread, and five thick black lines shot out, evolving in the void into a shimmering black cage that descended upon Ye Fan.

So this is the Daoist Practice of a sovereign. His physical body is no match for mine, but his magical power is immense. By manipulating Laws, he can refine me.

Light flickered in Ye Fan’s eyes, a look of Illusion Destruction. If not for the Xing Character Art, he wouldn’t be able to escape at all. His footwork was dreamlike and illusory, and he shifted several thousand zhang away again.

“How did you find me?”

“Did you really think you could escape? From now on, there will be no place for you in this world! We invited the Heavenly Mechanism Divine Calculator’s top disciple. No matter where you flee, your location can be deduced!”

Ye Fan was startled. So it really is because three of the jade pieces the Black Emperor gave me shattered, making it impossible to block heavenly calculations. Thinking this, he turned and left without further delay.

Suddenly, another massive hand reached out, larger than a mountain. It flew out from the Desolate Vein, transforming into a Five Elements Mountain, fiercely pressing down.

Another sovereign!

Ye Fan’s heart skipped a beat. His footwork became complex, and like a meteor, he flew out from under the Five Elements Mountain and escaped.

The Xiao Family is here too!

Two sovereigns and a dozen Grand Elder-level figures appeared from all directions, surrounding him.

“You hunt me once, I’ll wipe out one of your groups!” Ye Fan left these words, then dashed left and right. He narrowly escaped disaster several times but finally vanished into Qingming.

His footwork…

The murderous intent of the two sovereigns receded, both revealing a trace of solemnity.

On that same day, news spread that Ye Fan had stormed a fief of the Xiao Family, slapping three Dragon Transformation Eighth Transformation experts to death.

Two hours later, he broke into an Ancient City of the Yin Yang Sect, exterminated a Dragon Transformation Ninth Transformation City Lord, and left in style.

The Central States are different from the Eastern Wastelands. Each Great Sect builds Ancient Cities to nurture Dragon Qi, turning them into Pure Lands for cultivation. Thus, all major powers control Ancient Cities rather than selecting Spirit Mountains or great rivers.

“The monster of the Eastern Wastelands has struck! Truly extraordinary!”

“Two sovereigns chased him yet failed to capture him. He turned around and exterminated several experts from two great powers.”

In the following half-month, the Yin Yang Sect and the Xiao Family—two sovereigns, four half-step sovereigns, and eight Grand Elders—persistently hunted Ye Fan a total of five times.

Ultimately, he escaped each time; they were unable to suppress him, though he was injured once, coughing up blood.

Afterward, Ye Fan launched a fierce counterattack. He razed five city fortresses of the Yin Yang Sect, turning them into scorched earth, and five individuals at the Dragon Transformation Nine Layer Heavens perished.

Similarly, five fiefs of the Xiao Family were razed to the ground, with not a blade of grass left growing; nothing remained.

HISS!

When this news spread, many people gasped in cold air, feeling that Ye Fan had truly come into his own. It was highly possible he could fight all the way to the Peacock King level and walk the path to Great Success!

One had to know, this was a sacred body, the only person after the Ancient Desolation to break the curse. If the entire world became his enemy, and he fought his way through, perhaps he truly could surpass a Peacock King, leap to the level of a divine king, and achieve the Great Success of the sacred body.

After being pursued multiple times by sovereigns, Ye Fan gradually realized that the remaining six jade pieces given to him by the Black Emperor still had some effect. His opponents could not pinpoint his exact location; each time, they had to search within a radius of two thousand li.

“The sacred body won’t survive! With the Heavenly Mechanism Divine Calculator’s top disciple deducing his whereabouts, and our Sect’s sovereigns personally hunting him, he’ll have no escape route to the heavens nor a door into the earth!”

The Yin Yang Sect’s Saint Heir, leading eighteen young men from Qi Shi Mansion, joined the operation to encircle and annihilate Ye Fan.

This Saint Heir was, naturally, newly selected. The Yin Yang Sect, for the sake of face, had forcibly used Dragon Marrow to elevate his cultivation base to the Dragon Transformation Fourth Transformation.

One must understand, for a Saint Son Level figure to reach this Realm was quite terrifying, as they could cross several minor realms to fight against a Supreme.

The Yin Yang Saint Heir rallied a group of people in Qi Shi Mansion, all of them prominent figures in their own right. Upon learning that Ye Fan had appeared near Qi Shi Mansion, they joined forces to hunt him down.

With eighteen young experts following him, and Yin Yang Sect sovereigns also active in the region, he believed he could hunt Ye Fan like a dog and thus boost his own prestige.

Indeed, setting aside those sovereigns, he and these eighteen young elites from Qi Shi Mansion alone were definitely capable of killing any peer of their generation.

The mountain range was desolate, with sparse vegetation and the roars of wild beasts. This place was four thousand li from Qi Shi Mansion, and experts from the Yin Yang Sect and the Xiao Family were currently searching it.

The Yin Yang Saint Heir and those eighteen young elites also arrived. These were all Saint Son Level figures, each possessing extraordinary strength.

In the distance, atop a sheer cliff, Ye Fan’s eyes were like lightning. He observed their lip movements, understood everything, and a cold smile touched his lips.

SWISH!

He flickered, leaping into the air and arriving on a mountaintop, blocking their path.

“Ye Fan! Ye Zhetian!” someone shouted.

“Are you here to kill me?” Ye Fan looked down at them, his expression cold.

“That’s right! We’re here to kill you, to hunt you down like a dog!” the Yin Yang Saint Heir shouted. He didn’t believe Ye Fan could single-handedly fight eighteen elites from Qi Shi Mansion.

He believed that with eighteen young Saint Son Level elites of the younger generation joining forces, no one of the same generation could withstand them. After all, there were even Demon Level existences among them.

“You’ve certainly gathered quite a number of helpers,” Ye Fan said, unconcerned.

“Everyone, attack together! Kill him! He possesses the Origin Qi foundation!” The Yin Yang Saint Heir’s eyes were sinister. He believed that as long as he killed Ye Fan, his position as Saint Heir would be secure.

“You think you can kill me with just your abilities!” Ye Fan’s eyes flickered with Illusion Destruction. He took a step down, a massive foot crushing the void.

BOOM!

The Yin Yang Saint Heir soared into the sky, opening his mouth to spit out a number of ancient treasures. However, he found himself locked by a stream of Dao Qi. Before others could come to his aid, Ye Fan was already upon him.

BANG!

Ye Fan stomped down. His foot was incomparably solid, its power piercing the void. It shattered several ancient treasures, penetrated through, and broke both of the Yin Yang Saint Heir’s arms.

He descended from the sky, pulverizing six spiritual treasures and annihilating an expanse of Law. He stomped on the Yin Yang Saint Heir’s chest, smashing him from the sky down to the ground with extreme ferocity.

PUFF!

The Yin Yang Saint Heir coughed up blood, almost unable to believe what was happening. A massive foot had stomped him from the sky, pinning him all the way to the ground. What kind of domineering power was this? But it didn’t belong to him!