Shrouding the Heavens

The other party was arrogant and aggressive.

Li Heishui gritted his teeth and sneered, “What you cut out might not be as valuable as Divine Medicine Seeds!” “You dark-skinned brat, what are you saying?

Such a large piece of Divine Source is hard to find in the world!

Don’t be so stubborn,” a disciple from the Source Technique noble families taunted.

Li Heishui replied coldly, “In the eyes of the various Sacred Lands, Divine Medicines can extend the lives of geniuses with the potential to become a Great Emperor.

They are much more precious than a Divine Source.

Moreover, who knows what your Source even is?

Maybe it’s far inferior to a Divine Source.” “Ridiculous!

Your stubbornness is useless.

Soon we’ll find someone to appraise it, and you’ll be compensating us until you’re bankrupt!” Ye Fan didn’t say much.

He directly wielded the Silver Blade and began cutting the Immortal Tomb.

Nangong Qi did not secretly interfere this time.

He quietly stood aside with the three other elders, watching with a smile.

They were confident in their hearts, not believing Ye Fan could defy the heavens.

CRACK!

Ye Fan’s strike was fierce.

He sliced off dozens of pounds of stone material in one go, clearly not planning to break it down slowly.

“Young friend, be careful not to ruin our Immortal Treasure,” Nangong Qi laughed, seemingly having everything under control.

“Are you sure what I cut out will belong to you, and not that everything of yours will be won by me?” Ye Fan put down his Silver Blade and looked at him calmly.

“You seem to have little hope left,” Nangong Qi said, laughing as he stroked his beard.

“You won’t shed tears until you see the coffin!

Let’s see what rare treasure you can cut out!” the young people of the Source Technique ancient families all mocked.

“Alright.

Today, I’ll show you all how I defy the heavens!” Ye Fan replied calmly.

Hearing him speak this way, everyone present showed signs of astonishment, including several Saint Master-level figures.

All the Saint Heirs and sacred ladies looked over.

Some of the older cultivators also looked on with suspicion.

All eyes were focused on him.

CRACK!

Ye Fan’s second strike fell, slicing off another dozen pounds of stone skin.

He didn’t hold back at all, cutting as if he were slicing a turnip.

An elderly man reminded him, “Young man, you are cutting an Immortal Tomb, not chopping vegetables.

You should be careful.” “Yes, old timer, my heart aches watching this.

If the Immortal Treasure is damaged, it will be too late for regrets!” The people around were all on edge.

Ye Fan smiled.

With a turn of his Silver Blade, stone chips flew.

His movements became agile as he cut stroke by stroke, no longer hacking wildly.

Suddenly, an incomparable sacred aura burst out.

The Immortal Tomb glittered vividly with dazzling brilliance; it was very mysterious.

“There really is an Immortal Treasure in the Immortal Tomb!” people exclaimed in shock.

CRACK!

Ye Fan slashed down.

Many large pieces of stone skin cracked and fell off.

And at that very moment, two beams of golden light shot out, like two blazing torches—they were eyes!

Ye Fan decisively stepped back.

Even he hadn’t expected to cut out a living creature.

“Heavens!

There’s a creature in the Immortal Tomb!

Its eyes are like torches!” “A naturally formed Ancient Tomb with a living being buried inside!” “Could there be an Immortal Spirit sealed in this Heaven-sealed Immortal Tomb?!” A chorus of exclamations arose.

Everyone was stunned, shocked on the spot.

One voice was particularly abrupt, shouting, “Sun Wukong with the Eyes of Golden Flame?!” Others did not know who Sun Wukong was, but Ye Fan understood clearly.

He knew it must be Pang Bo shouting; Pang Bo had to be at the scene as well.

The ancient Immortal Tomb glittered brilliantly.

It was incredibly holy and peaceful.

Who would have thought that there would be a living entity inside!