Shrouding the Heavens

It was no wonder he belittled him.

Ye Fan’s appearance was handsome, and he looked merely fifteen or so.

At such an age, even if he were a descendant of the Sacred Lands, it was unlikely he could single-handedly conquer Qingxia.

Ye Fan, with unhurried steps, ascended the hundreds of stone steps.

Standing by the water, surrounded by mist from the pool, he appeared like an exiled Immortal emerging into the world.

Only now did the old man discern some clues.

Ye Fan stood right before him but seemed as elusive as mist, hard to grasp.

“Bandits rampage within five hundred li, with major ties to the Qingxia sect.

Are you involved?” Ye Fan asked.

“You even know this?” The old man’s Heart Spirit was troubled, and he spoke involuntarily.

“Then there’s nothing more to say.

Time to send you on your way.” Ye Fan suddenly drifted close, reaching out to press forward.

BUZZ.

Weapons vibrated.

Seven Weapons surged out from the old man’s body: blades, spears, swords, and halberds.

They all transformed into seven rainbows, aiming at Ye Fan’s hand.

However, to his shock, the seven Weapons broke apart like rotten wood, unable to withstand a single blow!

That jade-like hand seemed to possess a magical nature.

Indeed, the Weapons struck the palm but crumbled like yellow earth and were utterly shattered.

He was astonished.

Such a divine means made him grow cold all over, and he rapidly retreated.

“Since you condone bandits, there’s nothing more to say.

Time to send you on your way.” Ye Fan reversed his palm, pressing down.

The old man flew back dozens of zhang, then suddenly shattered into pieces.

The Mountain Gate guardians were speechless.

Even a sect Elder was crushed by this boy’s hand, making them shiver all over.

This was simply a case of Killing God and destroying Buddha!

This was a teenage great evil person.

Who could stop him?

With one slap, he had killed a Qingxia Elder.

Even if the Head Elder appeared, he might not necessarily be able to suppress him.

Ye Fan ignored them and kept moving forward.

Those people trembled, dodging to the sides.

When can I enter the Ji Family like this and walk into the Flickering Light Sacred Land?

He thought he needed a massive amount of Source Formula to make it happen.

Shouts arose from within the Qingxia sect.

The ancient bell tolled slowly, alerting everyone, and many cultivators quickly flew over.

Ahead, water chimed DING!

DONG!, and patches of flowers grew beside the spring pools.

A glance showed a riot of color.

Figures rapidly descended, surrounding Ye Fan and his two companions.

“Brother Ye…” Wang Shu was a bit nervous.

“Who among you is the bandit?!” The uneducated youth was very angry.

“Where are the three of you from, speaking such nonsense?” the surrounding people scolded.

“You’ve been allowing Bandit Chen Da to pillage far and wide, targeting ordinary mortals.

I don’t think I’m wronging you with that, right?” Ye Fan said calmly.

“So, it was you who caused Bandit Chen Da to die mysteriously, wasn’t it?” From the back, an old man with white hair and beard, exuding a certain Dao Bone air of an exiled Immortal, slowly approached.

“A cultivator from the Dao Palace secret realm?” Ye Fan showed a hint of surprise.

“Bandit Chen Da was my disciple.

He was the one who offered enough Source for me to break through the confines of the Paramita realm, and you killed him!

Yet you dare to even come here!” The old man was filled with murderous intent, staring closely at Ye Fan, and instructed those around him, “Kill him!” Silhouettes flew around, and lights flashed, as all sorts of Weapons were summoned.

Dozens of people attacked simultaneously.

Ye Fan hadn’t expected so many people to know about Bandit Chen Da.

Snorting coldly, he decided it was time for a slaughter.

“You two, back off and watch closely!” He gestured for Wang Shu and Lei Bo to step aside.

Ye Fan soared like a Flood Dragon, deploying two of the nine secret arts.

One hand pointed to the sky, and he uttered a light command.

Instantly, a heaven-supporting red-blood seal appeared, hovering and resonating above him.

This was a towering Ancient Mountain, rising high, compressed into an Ancient Seal, descending.

One could clearly see birds and beasts and towering Ancient Wood on it.

BOOM!

Utterly unstoppable, the mountain red-blood seal, with power to support the heavens, descended, obliterating all flying Weapons into ashes.

“Ah…” Cries of agony echoed as none of the dozens who encircled Ye Fan could escape.

Their bodies cracked and turned to ash at the same time.