The Northern Region had barely settled. The ancient sages were in seclusion, and a relatively peaceful period had arrived — yet at this very moment, Ye Fan declared war on the ancient assassin divine dynasties. The news spread across all under heaven in the first instant.

“The Thirteenth Layer of Hell has been broken through — truly beyond belief. Every single assassin was reduced to tribulation ash and wiped out. Even a small pocket dimension opened by an ancient sage has collapsed.”

“The Holy Physique’s Heavenly Tribulation is genuinely terrifying. He destroyed an entire layer of Hell single-handedly — erased it from existence. Overwhelmingly powerful and awe-inspiring. It leaves people stunned.”

In the outside world, people were discussing it — everyone was talking about this event. Ye Fan intended to fight two great divine dynasties with his own strength, and all under heaven was watching.

“The Holy Physique has overcome his tribulation. This time he has reached the great completion of the second tier of the Immortal Platform. If he doesn’t cut the Dao now, who can contend with him?”

During this period, the world had been in turmoil, with every sect vigilantly guarding against attacks from the Ancient Tribes. Few people had paid attention to Ye Fan’s cultivation, and now they suddenly realized he had grown to a truly terrifying level.

And yet, people did not hold great hope for Ye Fan. Even if he had used the Heavenly Tribulation to level the Thirteenth Layer of Hell, no one believed he could single-handedly fight both the human world and Hell — because it was simply too unrealistic.

“The ancient assassin divine dynasties have never been destroyed. Even during the most dire periods in history, when all the sacred grounds joined forces, they survived.”

That battle of the ancient past had shaken the heavens and split the earth, rivers of blood had flowed, ghosts and gods had wept and howled, bones had piled into mountains, the Celestial Court had been turned to ash — yet Hell and the human world had retreated into hiding rather than being severed.

Commotion everywhere. Yet Ye Fan, the Black Emperor, and the others were remarkably calm, wandering through the wilderness of the Northern Region and showing no particular urgency.

“This is a dragon vein — there ought to be no shortage of divine sources underground.” Ye Fan fixed his gaze on a great mountain ahead.

All along the road, they had dug up more than a dozen mountain peaks and reaped considerable gains. There was no rush to travel — this was a way to stabilize the emotions before facing two great divine dynasties.

“When the time comes to truly establish a sect, there will be so many formation patterns to carve. The more divine sources the better — let’s stockpile them now.” The Great Black Dog greedily embezzled every single source.

“Let’s move on. We can’t dig this mountain.” They had barely dug halfway when Ye Fan stopped abruptly — there was an ancient being underground, almost certainly something formidable.

They began to plan the hunting of the two assassin organizations’ Holy Sons and Holy Daughters. Yet over the following half-month, nothing materialized — not a single lead could be found.

“The calm before the storm. They must be calculating where we are, waiting to strike with thunder.”

“Tell me — could these two assassin organizations have a being capable of killing sages?” Li Tian raised this terrifying question.

“Hard to say. In ancient times they had an unbroken string of sage-killings. As for now, that’s unknown.” The Black Emperor said.

At last, on this day, snow-white flowers fell from the sky across many parts of the Eastern Wastelands — each one stained with blood. The two ancient divine dynasties made their response, swearing that the human race’s Holy Physique would die.

“More than a decade ago, you already put me at the top of your kill list — and yet here I am, alive and well to this day.” On that very day, Ye Fan stepped out to respond with cold mockery, making an appearance in Kaiyuan City of the Northern Region.

And on this same day, Ye Fan issued a public announcement to every person under heaven: kill the lowest-ranking member of a divine dynasty and receive ten thousand source stones as a reward; kill a disciple and receive a hundred thousand; kill an important figure and receive a million; kill a Holy Son, Holy Daughter, or a major leader and receive ten million.

“I am rich in nothing but source stones — with the Source Heaven Mystic Arts, stones are no problem. I’ll pay in exotic variant sources or divine sources, and even providing a piece of information earns a reward.”

Ye Fan declared outright that he would ignite a war sweeping the entire Eastern Wastelands, mobilizing every available force to wipe out the assassin organizations — forceful and unambiguous.

“If anyone can provide the addresses of Hell’s stronghold and the human world’s stronghold, and present the severed heads of their leaders, I will give out a piece of Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold!”

In the end, Ye Fan released world-shaking news — he displayed on public view an immortal material exclusive to Great Emperors of the ancient past, stunning the Northern Region and spreading swiftly across all under heaven.

“One piece of Phoenix Gold — yes, a genuine piece of Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold. Not a single impurity. Nine phoenixes circle it, radiant energy surging, shooting straight toward the heavens.”

On that day, Kaiyuan City of the Northern Region erupted into frenzy. Everyone went mad. This piece of world-shaking news spread to every corner in the first instant, flying into the hands of every major power.

“A genuine piece of Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold — an invaluable treasure beyond price. Even Great Emperors of ages past longed for it. It’s made of the same material as the Jiang Family’s Constant Universe Furnace!”

On this day, all five regions boiled over. Who could count how many cultivators felt their blood run hot? Phoenix blood stirred the heart — such immortal material set countless minds aflame.

A piece the size of a fist — if forged with skill, it could absolutely take the shape of a Dao weapon. If a Great Emperor were alive in the world today, they would certainly take notice.

Ye Fan didn’t care. He had nothing left to fear at this point. The world already knew he had the Myriad Source Mother Qi Cauldron — one more piece of covetable immortal material was just more of the same.

“Do you dare make the kill? If anyone can provide the addresses of the two ancient divine dynasties’ ancient halls and bring me the heads of their top several figures, I have seeds of divine unicorn medicine as a reward as well!”

When Ye Fan released this news and personally withdrew from the sealed source stone the purple unicorn within, another storm swept through the Eastern Wastelands.

“Madness — absolute madness. So many immortal treasures! This will drive every person under heaven to attack the assassin divine dynasties.”

People truly had gone mad. With so many rewards on offer, no one could remain calm. Kill a single ordinary disciple and receive a hundred thousand jin of source stones — the temptation was overwhelming.

Ye Fan announced the news and vanished in the first instant, disappearing without a trace. He had no wish to serve as a living target for the divine dynasties.

“Mobilize every person under heaven to target the two ancient divine dynasties and destroy them together!”

“In a few more years, Ye Fan may truly become a Source Heaven Master. Those source stones are clearly no problem for him — he intends to use all of humanity to wear down two ancient organizations.”

Everyone understood his intent, yet everyone was moved regardless. The rewards were too generous — nearly every single person wanted to find some kind of lead.

The waves this time proved even larger than anyone had anticipated. Even the Ancient Tribes got involved, and many strange and powerful beings went into motion.

“Find the ancient halls of Hell and the human world, kill one of their chief figures, and receive Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold? I’ll give it a try.”

No one had expected it — an Ancient Emperor’s son spoke these words, showing extreme interest in Ye Fan’s bounty, the first among the Ancient Tribes to step forward.

Phoenix Xu Dao — he came from Bloodbird Phoenix Mountain, an exceptionally low-profile and profoundly mysterious ancient prince who had seldom set foot in the mortal world. Few people had ever seen his true face.

In the past, the Heaven Prince had personally gone to invite him out of seclusion to kill the Monkey, but he had refused — saying that in this life he existed only for the Dao. Unexpectedly, it was at this moment that he had finally emerged.

Before long, though, people came to understand why he had shown such interest in the piece of Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold — his tribe cultivated the immortal power of the phoenix, and Phoenix Gold could serve as a catalyst for attaining the Dao.

The involvement of a large number of powerful figures from the Ancient Tribes exceeded Ye Fan’s expectations and put considerable pressure on the many others who had also set their sights on the bounty — these were formidable competitors.

Not long after, yet another piece of news arrived: a second ancient prince had declared his intention to act. He was interested not only in the Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold immortal material, but also deeply desired the divine unicorn medicine.

Huo Qizi had entered the world. He came from the Fire Unicorn Cave, and had long been circling outside the Primordial Ancient Mine — no one in the world knew what he was after.

This time, he not only moved personally, but also rallied powerful members of his clan. He was absolutely determined to obtain the unicorn seed — for according to rumor, this was the divine medicine belonging to their ancestors, which had fled during a great calamity long ago.

The people of Fire Unicorn Cave were extremely eager and anxious, employing every means at their disposal to contact Ye Fan, willing to exchange supreme divine objects to purchase it back immediately.

“How fitting.” Ye Fan laughed at the time. He hadn’t expected that the Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold and the divine unicorn medicine would stir up two ancient royal tribes alike.

“Worth being wary of — if the people of Fire Unicorn Cave become desperate and come straight for you, that would be trouble.” The Black Emperor said with concern.

Ye Fan nodded: “That is indeed a problem. But if used well, this could become an immortal sword of execution — it might truly be possible to destroy Hell and the human world.”

The divine unicorn medicine seed — he would never give it away no matter what. For a Great Emperor, every one of them possessed a plant, and ten billion gold could not buy it.

They naturally did not show themselves, but they made their response: the conditions remained the same. If the unicorn medicine was desired, one must first find the ancient halls of the two assassin divine dynasties and kill one of their chief figures.

It was one thing for Phoenix Xu Dao to act alone, but Huo Qizi had brought out the clansmen behind him — this was extraordinarily dangerous. If they truly moved, even the assassin divine dynasties would be seized with dread.

“Wonderful! It’s a double-edged sword, yes, but if wielded well — wiping out Hell and the human world is no longer just a fantasy!” Li Heishui clenched his fist when he heard the news.

From that day forward, the Eastern Wastelands were no longer calm. All four directions bristled with soldiers, and the search for Hell and the human world set many people into motion.

Ye Fan transported a mountain of source stones into Kaiyuan City — all exotic variant source stones, interspersed with many divine sources the size of a rice bowl, their radiance illuminating all ten directions. The entire city blazed bright through the night.

In so short a time, he had produced a heap of precious source stones like this, and it stunned everyone — treasures without measure, their brilliance blinding to the eye.

Many people felt deep regret: if only, in the days when Ye Fan had been very weak, they had drawn him into their sect rather than crying for his blood, they could by now have been shaken by his source arts alone.

A Source Heaven Master was a figure that inspired both wonder and awe — this was the unanimous feeling among all.

The whole world coveted those source stones, but not a single person dared to act on it. Ye Fan made things perfectly clear by depositing the source mountain directly inside the Tianxuan Old Stone Workshop.

Everyone already knew — the caretaker of that establishment was a human sage. Anyone who dared go there to rob and pillage would simply be seeking death.

At the same time, people were struck with profound shock and amazement: how had Ye Fan come to have a relationship with this sage, and one apparently so familiar? The revelation immediately cooled the intentions of those who had entertained wayward thoughts.

Of course, this time Ye Fan acted entirely through sheer shamelessness. He fully manifested the imprint of the Old Madman fighting all the kings in the Ziwei Stellar Region, and then proceeded to deposit the source stones while calling the man “Senior” every other breath.

He had no attachment to these source stones. Even if this human sage was displeased and threw them all out, it didn’t matter — at the very least, the effect of using a powerful banner as a tiger skin had been achieved.

With a sage involved, even Fire Unicorn Cave and the others would have to think twice. The sages were currently dormant and not showing themselves in the world — but that didn’t mean they could be provoked.

Ye Fan vanished from Kaiyuan City once more. In just half a month, the effects were already visible: more than twenty disciples and two old assassin kings of the two divine dynasties had been killed.

It was almost laughable — several incidents involved them coming out to carry out assassination missions, only to be spotted, causing people to swarm and give chase, hunting the hunters instead.

The Eastern Wastelands could not settle back into quiet. Kaiyuan City had a mountain of source stones waiting for people to collect, plus a piece of Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold and a seed of immortal medicine that never died — the storm had been fully ignited.

In these recent days, there was bloodshed every day. Hell and the human world’s missions kept failing, kept being disrupted. Daring to show their faces meant being hunted by a crowd — truly a miserable state of affairs.

“Your father is rich in nothing but source stones — with the Source Heaven Mystic Arts, sources are no problem. Take a handful of divine sources and pelt them to death!” The Black Emperor howled, gorging on divine sources all day long, its great mouth stretched back to its ears — it hadn’t closed all these days.

Ye Fan thought he was well concealed and that outsiders would find him difficult to locate. But unexpectedly, on this day he was tracked down — by someone entirely unexpected: the Old Knife-Handle.

Long ago, he and the Yin Underworld Eye Li Desheng, the Old Knife-Handle, the Yao Guang Holy Son, the Jade Pool Saintess, and others had entered the Primordial Forbidden Zone, where a series of bizarre events had unfolded.

They had parted ways afterward, and he had never seen the Old Knife-Handle again — yet today the man appeared suddenly, arriving with an air of mystery.

“My grandfather wishes to see you.” He was already quite advanced in age, and these were the inexplicable first words out of his mouth.

“Why?” Ye Fan asked, puzzled.

“He comes from the Celestial Court.” The mysterious and powerful Old Knife-Handle silenced Ye Fan and everyone present with a single sentence.