Shrouding the Heavens Chapter 311 - 312 Chapter 317 Dragon Battle in the Wild

312: Chapter 317 Dragon Battle in the Wild 312: Chapter 317 Dragon Battle in the Wild Before the Ancient Times, the northern region was vibrant and teeming with life.

Lush greenery was everywhere, and the nature’s spiritual energy was so dense it couldn’t disperse, instead crystallizing into Source.

Spiritual medicines were endless, and even divine medicine could be found.

But now, the flowers were gone, the vegetation withered.

The land was desolate, with red soil and reddish-brown rocks painting a bleak,蕭索 picture.

Although there were many oases, pared to the vast red land, they seemed insignificant, like scattered islands in a boundless ocean.

This also signified that the northern region was immense, as many of the countless oases spanned thousands of li, some even tens of thousands of li.

Between Kunzhou and Anzhou lay an endless Great Gobi, a boundless expanse of red as far as the eye could see.

Ye Fan, carrying the God-beating Whip, walked alone on this reddish-brown land.

He had learned that one of the Flickering Light’s top ten young experts might pass through here.

Tu Fei had gone to Anzhou, while the big black dog remained in Kunzhou to help him search for these top ten experts of Flickering Light.

The endless, blood-red land exuded a palpable sense of slaughter and chilling desolation.

As far as the eye could see, there was almost nothing—just vast, deathly stillness.

The only features, perhaps, were some upright red rocks, which hardly attracted attention amidst the boundless crimson earth.

It was a monotonous emptiness, devoid of other colors and varied scenery; only ancient, desolate ground remained.

Ye Fan did not walk quickly, but his steps were firm.

Leaving a trail of footprints, he carried the God-beating Whip deeper into the red land.

Suddenly, he stopped, standing quietly and gazing towards the horizon where a small black dot was rapidly approaching.

“They’re here.” A cold smirk touched Ye Fan’s lips.

His first battle was about to begin, and this time, he was determined to fight fiercely!

At the far end of the horizon, the small black dot moved exceptionally fast and gradually became clearer.

It was a sturdy figure, his feet barely touching the ground, shoulders steady, hovering three inches above the earth as he advanced with an ethereal grace.

In an instant, the person was already near, his figure and appearance clearly visible.

He didn’t seem to move his feet quickly, yet he possessed extreme speed.

With each step he took, he seemed to vanish from his original spot and swiftly reappear further ahead, demonstrating the Mysterious Meaning of being able to contract the land between steps.

This newer was clearly extraordinary.

This was a young man of about twenty-one or twenty-two, not exceptionally tall but very solidly built, with bronzed skin that radiated a sense of immense strength.

His long hair was jet black, and his eyes were sharp and intense, exuding an oppressive, even somewhat aggressive aura.

He was clearly a dominant individual who liked to have everything under his control.

This valiant young man, with his wheat-colored skin, had a physique as if cast from molten bronze.

His every movement exuded an aura of indomitable martial prowess and overwhelming dominance.

SWISH!

The newer abruptly halted, hovering three feet above the ground in front of Ye Fan.

He surveyed Ye Fan, his eyes shooting out two terrifying beams of light like sharp swords.

“It’s you…

Ye Fan!” he bit out, his voice firm and resonant, like a great golden bell booming, making one’s eardrums vibrate and the red earth tremble.

“That’s right, it’s me,” Ye Fan replied, standing firm on the ground, his gaze fixed on the valiant young man before him.

This person was indeed extraordinary, even exerting a slight pressure on him.

The young man stared intently at Ye Fan and said, “I was looking for you.

I didn’t expect you to show up on your own.

Are you waiting for me?” “Indeed.

I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.

Today, you’ll be the first I send on your way!” Ye Fan answered crisply.

“Hahaha…” The powerful young man roared with laughter, his black hair dancing wildly, a chill emanating from his bronze skin.

“Everyone in the northern region is looking for you, yet you dare to be so bold.

Truly, ‘to wear out iron shoes in fruitless search, then find it by chance when least expected.’ You’ve saved me the trouble of hunting you down.” “State your name.

After all, you’re the first opponent I’ve encountered today,” Ye Fan said calmly.

“Gu Litian!” the valiant young man declared.

“One of the top ten experts taught by the reclusive Elders, you say?

Let me see what makes you so special.

Just try not to get turned into dust by my first punch,” Ye Fan said, stepping forward.

“You know quite a bit, and you’ve got a big mouth.

It’s a pity that this is no longer the Ancient Desolation era; a physique like yours was born in the wrong age.” Gu Litian descended to the ground, advancing step by step.

“The top ten experts mobilized solely for you, and I was the first to find you.

This is fate!” “Fate?

You think I’m just meat on the chopping block?” Ye Fan chuckled.

“You possess the Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation, renowned as invincible within the same realm.

Everyone knows this.

But do you really think the ten experts came out just to die?” Gu Litian sneered.

“This world has no shortage of gifted individuals.

The Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation is no longer favored by the heavens, and other powerful physiques will inevitably emerge.

Even in terms of sheer physical prowess, you might not be unbeatable!” “Suppress my physique, you say?

Let me see how!” Ye Fan strode forward.

Gu Litian did likewise, pletely unafraid of Ye Fan’s physique, which far surpassed ordinary cultivators.

He was clearly intent on engaging in close bat.

However, as he advanced, Immortal Radiance flashed between his brows, and a piece of purple divine iron appeared, shielding his forehead.

Seeing this, Ye Fan fell silent.

His powerful divine sense seemed useless now.

Indeed, his divine scan, as vast as the sea, could typically crush powerful foes and was already well-known across the northern region.

Any member of the younger generation knew that to fight him, they first needed to protect their Sea of Consciousness.

Gu Litian transformed into a streak of coppery light and charged over in five steps.

He was truly arrogant, daring to engage the Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation in close bat, to contend with physical might.

“Lend me your fine head!

I’ll take it back to the Sacred Lands and offer it to my master,” he shouted lightly, his bronze skin shimmering, with wisps of Dragon Qi swirling around him.

VMM!

Gu Litian threw a punch.

It was as if an earthquake had struck; the ground beneath his feet trembled violently.

His arm, like a Flood Dragon, was robust and immensely powerful.

BANG!

Ye Fan swung his golden fist to meet the attack.

Their fists collided with a deafening sound, like a clap of thunder.

Dao Palace Fifth Layer Heaven!

Gu Litian was at the circle of perfection of the Dao Palace Realm, possessing astonishing bat power, enough to vanquish someone at the first layer of the Four Extremes Secret Boundary, just as Weiwei had said.

BOOM!

Gu Litian was sent flying backward, his face etched with surprise.

“You’ve advanced again!

You reached the Fourth Layer Heaven?

How did you obtain one hundred thousand jin of Source?” He was filled with disbelief, which was understandable.

Thirty units of Source was an astonishing amount; how could a mere scattered cultivator possibly gather so much?

Ye Fan stood unmoved.

His physical body could definitely look down upon the Dao Palace Realm and dominate the Four Extremes Realm.

In terms of sheer physical strength, few in his generation could pare.

However, he didn’t let his guard down.

Gu Litian was highly unusual, exuding a faint aura of danger, no less than an expert of the Four Extremes Secret Boundary.

Suddenly, the long cry of a Flood Dragon echoed, and the red earth trembled.

Light burst forth from Gu Litian’s body.

Wisps of purple mist emanated from him as his physical form underwent a shocking transformation.

Purple scales sprouted on his skin, and his entire body, even his face, flickered with purple light.

“Demon clan?!” Ye Fan exclaimed in surprise.

Gu Litian didn’t answer, instead transforming into a streak of purple light and charging forward.

He was filled with a dangerous aura, his physical body incredibly formidable, coursing with explosive power.

BANG!

The instant he charged, he clashed repeatedly with Ye Fan, producing a series of metallic CLANGING sounds.

Their two pairs of fists were like four Divine Hammers striking against each other.

Ye Fan was genuinely surprised.

Gu Litian’s physical strength had suddenly increased by a large margin, enabling him to withstand his golden fists.

However, Ye Fan wasn’t worried.

With a soft cry, he fully unleashed his bat power.

His entire body blazed with a dazzling golden light, making him resemble an ancient god of battle.

BOOM!

This time, when he threw a punch, Gu Litian, though covered in Dragon Scale, was once again at a disadvantage.

pletely suppressed, he transformed into a streak of purple lightning and flew backward.

“The Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation is truly exceptional,” Gu Litian said in a somber voice.

“I’ve tempered my body with Flood Dragon’s Blood since childhood, for twenty years, day in and day out, yet I still can’t pare to your physique.” His master was immensely powerful, having subdued eight flood dragons to guard their mountain.

Since childhood, Gu Litian had spent three hours every day tempering his body with Flood Dragon’s Blood.

Additionally, he spent another two hours seated in a Medicine Furnace, being refined by his master with various medicinal liquids to strengthen his physique.

Consequently, his physical body had reached an astonishing level of toughness.

Yet, even so, he was still no match for the Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation in a true close-quarters battle; the difference was apparent.

“No wonder he can fight those in the Four Extremes Realm while only at the Dao Palace Realm!

So that’s how!” Even Ye Fan felt a twinge of envy.

Tempering one’s body to such an extent would consume countless spiritual medicines and require vast amounts of Flood Dragon’s Blood.

Only Sacred Lands could afford such resources; who else could bear such an expense?

“Let me witness the divine arts of Flickering Light.

Otherwise, I’m afraid you won’t get the chance to display them,” Ye Fan said.

“Disciples taught by the reclusive Elders rarely practice Flickering Light’s orthodox secret arts.” Gu Litian’s physique changed again as he spoke, “You’ve advanced to the Dao Palace Fourth Layer Heaven, which was beyond my expectations.

But it matters little.

I only need to take your head.” “Anyone can make empty boasts.

But you?

You’re far from being a match for my physique!” Ye Fan sneered.

Gu Litian shook his head and shouted, “I’ve focused solely on cultivating my physical body!

Do you think this is my limit?

Now, hand over your head!” He opened his mouth and swallowed a purple inner core.

Instantly, his entire being became almost ferocious.

His bones began CRACKLING like frying beans, and an extremely terrifying aura emanated from him.

Startled, Ye Fan raised his hand and unleashed the Great Void Handprint, empowered by the Fighting Saint Technique.

The massive handprint transformed from black to gold.

HUMMM!

The great hand swept across the sky like a golden cloud, its pressure so heavy it was suffocating.

The red earth beneath it directly cracked and split apart.

BOOM!

But at that very moment, the aura emanating from Gu Litian intensified even further.

Purple light surged skyward from his entire body, his Dragon Scale gleaming.

He had almost transformed into a Purple Dragon.

He moved like a streak of purple lightning, instantly shifting his position.

His body seemed to be wreathed in raging purple flame, and his physical strength and bat power suddenly increased severalfold.

What Gu Litian had swallowed was a Flood Dragon Inner Core.

Of course, it wasn’t an entire core, but a fragment of one, yet it was still enough to strike terror into anyone.

At this moment, aside from not having grown a tail or horns, he truly resembled a Flood Dragon.

The Scale Armor covering his body was even thicker, and the purple light emanating from him was dazzling.

Furthermore, his hands had almost transformed into Flood Dragon claws, his fingernails now hook-like talons, half a foot long, glinting coldly.

This was, in essence, a humanoid Purple Dragon!

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