Shrouding the Heavens Chapter 396 - 397 Chapter 402 The Era of Rising Kings

397: Chapter 402: The Era of Rising Kings 397: Chapter 402: The Era of Rising Kings The peerless Divine King made a grand gesture, offering ten million jin of Source to aid Ye Fan in entering the Four Extremes Secret Boundary.

This astronomical figure astonished everyone.

For over a hundred thousand years, the Sacred Body has faded into obscurity.

No one has been able to reach Great Success, losing the invincible demeanor from endless ages ago.

Does the Divine King intend to change this?

“That’s excellent!” Li Heishui stood in a corner, vigorously clenching his fist.

With Jiang Taixu’s support, what could possibly stand in the way?

This was truly astonishing news, and many began to discuss it.

Perhaps the long-lost Great Success Holy Body would appear again—a phenomenon people had gradually forgotten since the Ancient Desolation.

In this era, if a supreme figure who could look down upon the Mortal World were to reemerge, what kind of waves would it cause?

“I want to resolve your grievances.

Does anyone else have anything to say?” the White-clothed Divine King asked, glancing at the Sacred Lords.

Who would dare to defy him?

The Divine King had already declared that killing Ye Fan was akin to killing him.

No one was tired of living; how could anyone be so foolish as to step forward and oppose him?

“Brother Ye might truly bee the first Sacred Body to enter the Four Extremes Secret Boundary since the Ancient Desolation,” murmured the Prince of Great Xia from afar.

Yao Yuekong also nodded and said, “Junior Brother Ye’s days of fleeing are finally over.

If he enters the Four Extremes, what kind of bat Power will he showcase?

It’s truly exciting to anticipate.” “Break into the Four Extremes Secret Boundary?

I’m afraid it’s very difficult.

Even the Divine King has said that this world has changed and is no longer suitable for the cultivation of the Sacred Body.” Some disagreed, holding opposing views.

“Even if a breakthrough is possible, there are many formidable enemies: the Heavenly Demon Body, the Innate Dao Embryo, Divine Bodies…

various King Bodies coexisting.

Who is weaker and who is stronger—it’s unclear.” A highly prosperous era might be dawning; everyone had this feeling.

An Miaoyi laughed lightly, radiant and captivating, truly able to “charm a hundred spirits with a single smile, paling the beauties of the Six Palaces.” The Sacred Heirs and Sacred Ladies also showed varied expressions.

If various King Bodies were to emerge, they would face immense pressure and inevitable, widespread battles.

Many swept their gaze over the likes of Jin Chixiao of the Golden Clan, Flickering Light’s Saint Heir, the Ji Family Divine King Body, the Heavenly Demon Young Master, and the Innate Dao Embryo, wondering what might unfold.

Many had heard there were other powerful constitutions; no one knew what kind of contention might occur in the future.

“Since no one objects, let the past vanish with the wind.” The peerless Divine King surveyed everyone.

“I will gather the ten million jin of Source,” said the Sacred Lord of the Jiang Family.

Even though he was deeply unwilling, since the Divine King had spoken, he had no choice.

The Divine King nodded and said, “Send him to the Dragon Transformation Pool.

It is a sacred pool where a cocoon bees a butterfly and a fish leaps to bee a dragon.” Ye Fan had already returned the Fire God Furnace.

It alone was worth this amount.

The Divine King knew this because it contained Dao Glyphs engraved by Great Emperor Hengyu, reflecting some of his cultivation insights.

Great Emperor Hengyu had used this weapon from his youth until he became a Great Emperor.

It acpanied him for most of his life, witnessing his splendor and his step-by-step ascent to the pinnacle.

Understanding it wholeheartedly could benefit one for a lifetime!

The Sacred Lords were shocked.

The peerless Divine King acted swiftly and decisively, unwilling to delay, which made them uneasy.

Could the Sacred Body truly break through?

If he succeeded, Ye Fan would undoubtedly be tied to the two invincible ancient war chariots of the Jiang Family, and the days ahead for the other Sacred Lands would not be pleasant.

Others exchanged worried glances, trembling with fear.

Perhaps the Divine King’s life isn’t long, and he might make a series of significant moves.

At this critical moment, nobody wants to offend him.

“Everyone, please disperse.” The Divine King bid his guests farewell.

In the magnificent great hall, the young disciples of the Jiang Family looked at Ye Fan with strange expressions.

The Divine King favored him greatly, which caused them deep jealousy.

After the outsiders had left, the Jiang Family members wanted to ask about the imperial secret of Purple Mountain, but the Divine King never mentioned it, and no one dared to inquire.

“Your intentions are sincere,” the Divine King said to Ye Fan, his words containing multiple meanings.

Ye Fan had learned the Nine Secret Arts at Purple Mountain.

He then went to the Jiang Family to deliver the message and saved the Divine King with the True Dragon Divine Medicine.

All of this was in repayment.

“The Divine King’s great favor is eternally unforgettable!” Ye Fan declared, bowing respectfully in genuine reverence.

Neither of them mentioned the Nine Secret Arts because the matter was of great importance.

Many words did not need to be said, and there was no need for clarification; the many cultivators of the Jiang Family were unaware.

The Divine King saw Ye Fan hesitating and asked, “Is there anything troubling you?” “Can the Divine King save the Taiyin Body?” Ye Fan asked.

He thought of Little Tingting and was very worried she would die young.

Even now, although he had a Qilin Seed, it wasn’t a mature divine medicine and still could not resolve the urgent crisis.

“The Taiyin Body?” The Divine King was stunned, his eyes shooting two beams of Divine Radiance as he asked, “Who is she, and where is she?” “She is your descendant, Divine King…” Ye Fan began to explain in detail.

Upon hearing this, the Jiang Family members all showed strange expressions.

Some of the older members began to speak, supplementing his account and detailing Little Tingting’s life story.

“So there is such a constitution among my descendants…” the Divine King mused, nodding.

Suddenly, his body shook.

A faint trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, falling onto his spotless white clothes and looking strikingly conspicuous.

“Divine King Ancestor!” Everyone exclaimed, their expressions changing.

Although the Divine King had been resurrected, they had been secretly worried, feeling that his condition was not right.

They feared he was like a sunset on the horizon—a momentary splendor before returning to eternal darkness, sinking pletely into oblivion.

“I’m fine…” The Divine King wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, he gave a cold snort.

Two brilliant beams of Divine Radiance shot from his eyes.

He reached out a large hand, grabbing at the void, and captured seven or eight figures.

With a wave of his hand, they all vanished into ashes.

“Who dares to spy on our clan’s Divine King?” Everyone rushed out of the great hall.

“There’s no one left,” the Divine King said, waving his hand.

“Divine King, you…” The Jiang Family members were very nervous.

As long as the peerless Divine King lived, he would intimidate the entire Eastern Wastelands.

If he were to fall, it would be an immeasurable loss.

The Divine King did not say much.

He walked out of the great hall and, gazing at the distant horizon, said, “I must leave for a few days to visit some old places.” Upon hearing this, everyone became even more worried.

Revisiting old places—is he trying to fulfill his final wishes?

Many had ominous premonitions.

“Divine King, I have a Qilin Seed…” Ye Fan began, not wanting the Divine King to perish and hoping to use the divine medicine to preserve his life.

The Divine King shook his head and walked away, each step appearing solitary and desolate.

Many wanted to pursue him but found that he seemed to disappear with each step, flickering in and out of sight.

In an instant, he appeared on the horizon, pletely unreachable.

Quite a few saw the Divine King leave the Divine City holding Fairy Caiyun, his figure looking utterly lonely as he sank into the vast sea of clouds.

After the Divine King had left, Jiang Hi, the Ninth Great Bandit, began to inquire about everything related to Little Tingting.

“She is the descendant of my elder brother, Jiang Zhe…” He was extremely excited.

He then grabbed a few disciples of the Jiang Family and directly explored their Seas of Consciousness to learn everything.

He was immediately furious and roared, “That orphaned grandfather and granddaughter are the only two bloodlines left from my elder brother, and you dare to treat them like this?!” Jiang Hi, unable to contain his anger, approached the members of the Jiang Family’s Sacred Lord’s faction.

He pointed at their noses and cursed vehemently, spittle spraying onto their faces.

“Tingting is a hundred times more precious than your own descendants!

If anything happens to her, for every one of your whelps that appears, I’ll eliminate one!

If two appear, I’ll eliminate a pair!” He was truly infuriated.

“Furthermore, Jiang Haisheng is my elder brother Jiang Zhe’s only son, and I am his biological uncle!

Bring him back to the Jiang Family at once!

Even if he is not a cultivator, you must use spiritual medicines to nourish him.

If he doesn’t live for a thousand years, I’ll slaughter all your sons!” The Jiang Haisheng Jiang Hi spoke of was, of course, the old man.

Jiang Hi had been searching for them for years without finding their whereabouts.

Many in the Jiang Family turned pale.

Make an ordinary person live for a thousand years—is this defying Heaven itself?

How many could possibly achieve that?

“Soon, I will visit them.

If they aren’t living happily, I’ll take them away and, while I’m at it, extinguish your unfilial whelps!” The Ninth Great Bandit was a man of his word; otherwise, he wouldn’t have directly rebelled against the Jiang Family.

At this moment, wielding the Ancient Heaven-devouring Demon Vessel, he was cursing some of the elder figures of the Jiang Family until they were red in the face.

“As long as I am here, you can rest assured,” Jiang Yun said, intervening to persuade Jiang Hi.

Jiang Hi showed him due respect.

He scanned the crowd, then yanked Jiang Yichen from among them and landed four heavy slaps across his face, roaring, “Kid, you better behave!

If you dare to be harsh with Tingting again or disrespectful to Haisheng, I’ll flay you alive and break your bones!” Jiang Yichen’s face was ashen, but he didn’t dare utter a single word.

He deeply understood this ancestor’s temperament—there were too many legends about the Ninth Great Bandit.

If he dared to contradict him even once, his life would surely be forfeit, even if his own grandfather was a sovereign.

Everyone present understood that in the future, Little Tingting would surely be one of the most precious little princesses of the Jiang Family.

It wasn’t just because of the Divine King’s attitude; this great-uncle patriarch alone was not someone to be trifled with.

Ye Fan departed from there.

That night, many people invited him out to congratulate him.

With the Divine King’s help, naturally, no one now dared to make a move against him, and no one dared to provoke him.

Pang Bo only municated with him secretly once and did not appear, because the more hidden cards they held, the greater their security.

「Two days later,」 Tu Fei and the big black dog traversed the void and entered the Sacred City, where Ye Fan personally weled them.

The big black dog was naturally not an easygoing character.

After entering the city, it greeted people everywhere, especially the disciples of the Sacred Lands, with unparalleled enthusiasm.

“WOOF!

Long time no see!

I’ve missed you dearly!” “Who asked you to miss them!” the disciples of the Sacred Lands retorted, none of them looking pleased.

This malevolent dog had left a dark impression on many of them.

“WOOF!

I know you!

We once shared a romantic moonlit night!” “Who ever did that with you?!” some female disciples fumed.

“WOOF!

Don’t you remember?

It was that night when snowflakes fluttered and the cold wind blew, and we battled on the Ice Field!” “You wicked dog!

How is that romantic at all?!” As the big black dog made its way into the city, it continued to greet people enthusiastically, as if there wasn’t a single person it didn’t know.

“WOOF!

We know each other too!

That night was unforgettable!” “Dead dog!

When were we ever together at night?!

What nonsense are you spouting?!” Another group of people, enraged, shivered all over.

Soon, the big black dog found new targets and shouted, “WOOF!

You lot, don’t run!

I remember you!

You’re my human pets!” “Kill this wicked dog!” Many people gathered around.

“WOOF!

What do you intend to do?

I’ve lost my human pets and I’m just trying to reclaim them!

Are you all trying to stop me?” “Damn it, behave yourself!” Even Tu Fei couldn’t stand it anymore.

They hadn’t been in the city for long, and they were already on the verge of being public enemies.

“What’s this all about?

You all need to learn from Great Emperor Wushi!

With the world as your enemy, battle all the way to the Saint Realm, and then into the Great Emperor Realm!” the big black dog declared with conviction.

“You behave yourself!” Ye Fan growled, looking like he was about to kick it.

“Alright,” the big black dog finally calmed down somewhat.

It stopped greeting everyone around and instead stared at Li Heishui, who was beside Ye Fan, and remarked, “You’re really dark!” “I’ll @#￥%#…

This dog deserves a beating!

How am I dark?!” Li Heishui fumed, wanting to thrash it.

For the past two days, cultivators in the Divine City had been abuzz with discussions about the Sacred Body preparing to enter the Four Extremes Secret Boundary, an event capturing the attention of countless people.

Everyone was waiting, quietly anticipating that moment.

This event was of huge significance as it concerned the curse of the Holy Body Clan from ancient times.

If successful, it would lead to a great upheaval in the future.

Perhaps it also signified that this world was changing once again!

In today’s world, Divine Bodies had long since emerged among the younger generation, along with the birth of Innate Dao Embryos and rumors of Heavenly Demon Bodies…

Could it be that various ancient King Bodies were all about to be born?

If so, an era of dazzling stars and the rise of all Kings was imminent.

If the Sacred Body, dormant for over a hundred thousand years, could cultivate to the Great Achievement Realm, what kind of situation would that create?

Whenever people thought of this, they couldn’t help but feel their hearts surge with excitement.

Under the boundless and brilliant starry sky, with all Kings emerging—was the great era of peerless heroes truly upon them?

Undoubtedly, if this came true, it would be a time when geniuses rose and extraordinary talents battled in the same era, writing a magnificent and legendary saga.

Who would defeat all the Kings, battling all the way into the Great Emperor Realm?

No one could draw conclusions; in this era of the rise of all Kings, anything was possible.

The rise of all Kings, the contention of all sects—the grand era might truly be dawning!

This also meant that constant battles and great upheavals were imminent!