The ancient continent floated in the cosmos, as a storm of divine power surged out from the realm gate, thunder crashing and lightning flashing, bombarding this massive void tomb. Ye Fan had borrowed the power of the various saints, wanting to help Pang Bo break free from his confinement.

In the darkness, cold and severe gazes watched, staring at the figure on the ancient continent, ready at any moment to unleash a thunderous strike.

“Has the Sovereign not come?” the Vermilion Bird Sacred Envoy wondered, puzzled.

These people’s cultivation was astonishing, their Dao attainments profound. Before being subdued by Emperor Tian, every single one of them had been a renowned powerhouse in their own domain, with formidable prestige upon the ancient human road.

“Perhaps the Sovereign has gained enormous rewards within the true mausoleum of the ancient Great Emperor,” one of them speculated.

They were not eager to act, for they knew well how terrifying Ye Fan was — he had nearly beaten the Hegemon King to death, and even though extraordinary methods had been used, it still spoke volumes.

Moreover, these people knew that they certainly weren’t the only group who had come here — there would surely be others who would jump out to target the sacred body from the Emperor’s Burial Star.

“No rush, it’s still early. We’ll strike him at the critical moment, and send him plummeting off the ten-thousand-foot cliff with one kick!” the Qilin Sacred Envoy said coldly.

Breaking the seal on this ancient continent wasn’t so easy — it wouldn’t succeed anytime soon. They would wait for the best opportunity, then unleash a fatal blow.

“He was too arrogant. Six envoys advised him to serve the Sovereign, and in the end he killed every one of them cleanly. From that moment, his fate was already sealed.”

These people were filled with hostility, lurking in hiding, quietly watching everything happening on the ancient continent, waiting for their chance.

“I very much hope to see him suppressed, to see whether he’ll regret never submitting to the Sovereign,” the Qilin Sacred Envoy said with a cold smile.

A rumbling boom!

From the realm gate, the force pouring out grew ever more violent — it was the twin energies of life and death, carrying the aura of a Great Sage, and the power of a Yin Spirit as well. Various chaotic storms converged together, forming a surging tide.

The hidden watchers changed expression; this scene shook them. The offensive grew stronger and stronger, exceeding their imagination — a crack appeared at the entrance of the ancient continent.

“How… how is he doing this? This is far too terrifying — he’s actually drawn in such an ancient wild tide, he’s borrowing external power!”

Whether they were experts under Emperor Tian’s banner or other powerhouses, everyone’s expressions changed. This surge grew ever more vast, an unrivaled, world-ending terror.

At first it had only carried the aura of a Great Sage, but later the fluctuations that emerged were equivalent to a Great Sage truly attacking. And this wasn’t just one such force — it was many, combined further with the power of various formation arrays, as well as the law-fluctuations of Yin spirits and corpse gods. This place was about to be shattered.

“Hahaha…” Pang Bo laughed loudly, finally seeing hope. He had been trapped for far too long, and had long wanted to break free — but this was a prison, sealing him deep within.

Now the opportunity had come — Ye Fan was about to succeed in rescuing him.

In the sky, divine power rained down in a wild bombardment. Within the passage Ye Fan had constructed from dozens of formation arrays, his mana surged vast as an ocean, crashing outward and smashing that entrance until it shattered.

“How could it succeed this fast? This is truly going against the heavens!” the hidden watchers all exclaimed in shock.

“It’s equivalent to… inviting a dozen or so Great Sages to strike, even if they weren’t truly bombarding this place directly, it’s not far off. Who could withstand such a powerful assault?!”

“BOOM!”

Finally, someone hidden in the dark could no longer hold back and struck — unleashing a Sage King-tier forbidden weapon, hurling it straight at Ye Fan, detonating it in the sky.

It was a blazing light that illuminated the cosmos, capable of destroying heaven and splitting earth. This was merely a probing attack, yet it was already this domineering — one could imagine how terrifying it truly was.

“Hmm!”

Ye Fan’s eyes flickered, as if he had lived through decades, even centuries in that instant. He seized control of that weapon as it struck toward the ancient continent. He circulated his Art of Weapons, not resisting it directly but going with the flow, guiding it toward the entrance of the void tomb, bursting forth in a splendid light.

This strike failed to harm Ye Fan — instead, it was turned to his use, contributing a surge of overwhelming power.

“We cannot let him continue like this. We must launch an attack, put a stop to all this.” One of the hidden figures snorted coldly, rose up, and transformed into a streak of light, attacking toward Ye Fan.

Without a doubt, this was a Sage King, of unknown origin, specifically targeting Ye Fan and the others here.

Shh!

A blazing golden light flashed past. Ye Fan’s whole body ignited, transforming into a humanoid torch. His blood surged hot with vigor, swift as immortal light everlasting, arriving in an instant.

He took the initiative to attack, meeting the enemy head-on!

“Splat!”

This was a lightning-fast strike. Relying on his Art of Movement and his supremely powerful physical body, as he crossed paths with that person, his golden fist shattered their treasure, smashed that person’s palm to pieces, and then a spiraling mana surged up along the arm, turning that person’s entire limb into a mist of blood.

Too fast — an overwhelming strike, forcibly clashing with a very powerful Sage King, and with just one move he had left them severely wounded, nearly crippled.

“Kill him!”

From the darkness, several more figures rushed out, quickly moving to reinforce, joining together to attack and kill Ye Fan. At the same time, an unrivaled formation array appeared, meant to suppress and seal Ye Fan.

In the void, a flash of white — a woman appeared outside the ancient continent. This was the White Tiger Sacred Envoy under Emperor Tian, ranked alongside the Qilin Sacred Envoy and Vermilion Bird Sacred Envoy.

“The Sovereign has found the Demon Emperor’s Ruler, and is currently searching within that great tomb.” She brought this piece of news.

“Then let’s act ourselves. Now that these people have made their move, let’s unleash the formation diagram passed down by the Sovereign — it will surely suppress and kill him!” someone said.

“Wait a little longer. Such a world-shocking formation diagram must be unleashed at the most critical moment, to make him regretful and despairing,” the Qilin Sacred Envoy said.

“BOOM!”

Suddenly, a sound like the heavens collapsing and the earth splitting resounded — a man clad in silver armor, wielding a war halberd, appeared, his mana surging to the heavens, his battle-qi surging violently, shaking the ancient continent.

“Hm, this person is too powerful, his aura feels somewhat familiar — could it be… the second disciple of Qi Tian, the Guardian of the Dao of the human race!”

“That’s right. When I went with the Sovereign to visit Great Sage Qi Tian, I once saw this man. It’s the Guardian’s second disciple making his move, coming to kill the sacred body — this is truly extraordinary!”

The Qilin Sacred Envoy, Vermilion Bird Sacred Envoy, White Tiger Sacred Envoy, and the others all showed unusual expressions in their eyes, watching intently.

They knew well that Great Sage Qi Tian had shielded the Hegemon King, stepping forward at the Fiftieth City of the human race, personally acting to free the Hegemon Body from its predicament, nearly suppressing Ye Fan.

“BOOM!”

Another powerful aura appeared, unrivaled in strength — his figure was blurred, making even the starry sky tremble. Killing intent boiled over, and a scene of corpse mountains and blood seas surfaced.

“Heavens, could it be the Great Demon God himself, come personally?!” the Vermilion Bird Sacred Envoy cried out in shock.

“No, it’s not that strong. This should be someone else.”

No one had expected that when the Demon Emperor’s great tomb opened, a great battle would also break out on this ancient continent, drawing in so many powerhouses.

In the next instant, almost dozens of people appeared all at once, attacking and killing toward Ye Fan — all of them top-tier experts.

“With so many people coming to kill him, I think he’s doomed this time. Let’s make our move too — unleash that corner of the Sovereign’s formation diagram!” one of Emperor Tian’s followers suggested.

“Good, we can’t give him any more time, or else this continent will truly be broken open by that vast power.” The Qilin Sacred Envoy said coldly, and opened his mouth to spit out a fragment of a formation diagram. The moment it appeared, wind and thunder erupted violently, its radiance blazing, like a towering sky pressing down to suppress Ye Fan.

This was a formation diagram of unrivaled might. The moment it drew near, it shocked many experts into terror, all of them horrified, the killing intent within it shearing off their goosebumps in droves.

Even Ye Fan was greatly startled — this was undoubtedly a great killing weapon. If he were struck by it, even his indestructible golden body probably couldn’t withstand it; his golden blood might splatter everywhere.

“Who dares to borrow our combined strength — how audacious!” At this very moment, from another battlefield, a cold, stern shout rang out from within the Demon Emperor’s mausoleum.

A Great Sage had discovered that outside the great tomb, a formation array was guiding their divine power along a passage, surging toward another realm.

And at this time, the battle deep within the ancient Demon Emperor’s mausoleum was reaching a fever pitch, growing ever more intense. The Yin Spirits fought back fiercely, with four more Thunder-Duke-like supreme existences joining in.

“BOOM!”

The Stone Man, who had earlier been wounded by the Demon Emperor’s Ruler, had already suffered severe damage to his vital energy — at this moment he was struck even harder, nearly killed by two corpse gods, sent flying.

Besides him, several other experts retreated in defeat, unwilling to truly risk their lives, fleeing far from the battlefield.

“Who is this person, actually constructing such a passage outside the great tomb, borrowing the strength of so many powerhouses — truly audacious beyond belief!”

The retreating Stone Man and some other experts, having determined the spatial coordinates, rushed over to this side of the ancient continent where Pang Bo was sealed — and some Yin Spirits pursued them as well.

“BOOM!”

The appearance of these powerhouses was, without doubt, a great calamity, making this stretch of starry sky tremble — especially existences at the level of Sacred Spirits and Yin Spirits, which overawed everyone present.

The powerful fluctuations they released even shook that corner of the formation diagram passed down by Emperor Tian, knocking it off its original trajectory.

“It’s you — there’s a curse on you, you’ve killed more than one of my Sacred Spirit lineage!” The moment the Stone Man appeared, he immediately sensed something, revealing cold killing intent.

Ye Fan had been cursed by the strongest of the Sacred Spirit lineage. Once his true body appeared without concealment, and he circulated his mysterious arts in great battle, he would inevitably be sensed by any nearby Sacred Spirit.

“You again!” came the voice of Qi Tian, Guardian of the Dao of the human race. He too was one of those who had retreated in defeat, and upon seeing Ye Fan here, his expression immediately darkened.

Behind them, the Yin wind howled furiously, ghosts wailing and spirits crying — two powerful Yin Spirits had actually pursued them here, bringing an endless army of Yin spirits in their wake.

“Pang Bo, undergo your Tribulation now!”

At this moment, Ye Fan knew there was no time to delay, and sent a secret voice transmission. Otherwise, not only would all their prior efforts be wasted, but their lives would be threatened as well.

“Got it!” Within the void tomb, Pang Bo responded, no longer suppressing his cultivation realm, beginning his breakthrough.

Ye Fan did likewise, no longer suppressing his own mana. His entire body’s golden blood boiled, blazing forth with thousands upon thousands of streaks of crackling divine radiance, using every ounce of strength to break through.

Before and behind him, eighteen ancient characters surfaced together — nine ancient characters from the Solar Immortal Scripture, and nine newly-gained ancient characters from the Lunar Immortal Scripture, clashing violently against each other.

These eighteen ancient characters were immensely important to Ye Fan, bringing his Wheel Sea Scripture to Great Perfection, sublimating it to the utmost, allowing him to taste a trace of immortal essence from within.

“BOOM!”

Thunder crashed and lightning flashed — the Heavenly Tribulation arrived so suddenly, wild and unmatched, submerging this entire stretch of heaven and earth.

It was not just one person undergoing Tribulation, but two — a double Tribulation, each manifesting differently, layered atop one another, utterly terrifying!

Especially Ye Fan’s Tribulation punishment, which exceeded all normal reason, shocking to behold. Qi Tian and the Stone Man, upon seeing it, turned ashen and immediately fled — their hearts shaken, knowing that if caught within it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

“Aoooh…”

The two Yin Spirits howled, filled with terror, fleeing in defeat with their army of Yin spirits — they feared the Heavenly Tribulation even more, most afraid of this kind of supremely Yang force.

As for those who had earlier attacked Ye Fan, their hair stood on end even more, each of them fleeing as if from snakes and scorpions, abandoning everything, running for their lives.

“Since you’ve come, don’t think of running!” Ye Fan pursued, carrying with him a vast ocean of thunder.

Indeed, his Heavenly Tribulation was like a vast ocean, crashing down directly from above the cosmos!

“BOOM!”

Ye Fan swept down in pursuit, and the first he caught up to was the second disciple of Guardian Qi Tian — this person was extremely powerful, one of the first to have attacked Ye Fan.

“Ah…” He was terrified beyond words, fleeing at top speed, running in the direction his master had retreated to.

Ye Fan sneered coldly, wrapping this man in endless lightning as he advanced, pressing onward to pursue the several other subordinates of Emperor Tian ahead. These people were all his targets — he meant to kill them all, cleanly.

Their master, their Sovereign, and the others were nearby. Ye Fan meant to make Qi Tian and Emperor Tian watch helplessly, powerless to stop him, as he wiped these people out completely.