All Heavens: Sharing Talents with Countless Mes

Ye Fan's expression changed: "You're not going to help me?"

“That’s right.” Chu Yang turned around, his expression calm. “Little Ye Zi, you need to understand one thing. No one in this world is truly strong because they were protected.”

"You possess unparalleled talent like the Ancient Sacred Body. If you cannot bring it to its full potential, wouldn't that be a waste of your potential?"

"The harsh environment of this far north is the perfect place for you to hone your skills."

Ye Fan remained silent for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Alright, I'll listen to Brother Tu."

He knew that Chu Yang was right.

Although he possessed the Ancient Sacred Body, he had always relied on his friends, intentionally or unintentionally, over the years.

Whether it's Chu Yang, the big black dog, or anyone else, whenever they encounter danger, there's always someone to lend a helping hand.

This meant that his growth rate was far slower than that of those prodigies who ventured out on their own.

Since Chu Yang was willing to give him this opportunity, he naturally couldn't let him down.

“Then let’s continue on our way.” Ye Fan stood up, his eyes shining with determination.

Chu Yang nodded in satisfaction, and the two of them walked out of the cave again, heading further north into the raging wind and snow.

This time, Chu Yang indeed did not help Ye Fan again.

He simply walked silently ahead, leaving Ye Fan to face the biting cold wind alone.

At first, Ye Fan was able to barely hold on.

But as time went on, the chill, like countless venomous snakes, kept burrowing into his body, eroding his divine power and will.

He felt his limbs becoming increasingly stiff, and his head becoming dizzy.

"No... I must persevere..."

He gritted his teeth and desperately channeled the divine power within his body, trying to resist the chill.

However, his divine power was being consumed too quickly, and he couldn't keep up with the speed at which the cold air was eroding him.

Gradually, his steps became unsteady, and he swayed precariously.

Just when he was about to give up, a strange warm current suddenly surged through his body.

The warm current rose from the depths of the dantian and flowed along the meridians, dispelling the invading cold air wherever it passed.

Ye Fan's spirits lifted, and he quickly focused his attention on the warm current.

To his surprise, he discovered that the warm current was actually gushing out from the source of his sacred body!

"This is... the instinctive reaction of the Ancient Sacred Body?" He was shocked.

Chu Yang stopped in front of him, turned around and looked at him, a relieved smile on his lips.

"You've finally begun to awaken," he said calmly. "The true power of the Ancient Sacred Body lies not in its formidable combat strength, but in its near-limitless adaptability."

"No matter how harsh the environment, the Ancient Sacred Body can adapt in the shortest amount of time and transform it into its own nourishment."

"The frigid air of this far north is a deadly threat to ordinary cultivators, but for you, it is the best tempering material."

Ye Fan suddenly realized.

It turns out that the reason Chu Yang didn't help him was to force him to unleash the true potential of the Ancient Sacred Body!
"Thank you for your guidance, Brother Tu!" he said sincerely.

Chu Yang waved his hand: "No need to be so polite. Now, let's continue on our way."

The two continued on their way.

This time, Ye Fan was clearly much more relaxed than before.

The warm current surging from the source of his divine body constantly resisted the cold air from the outside, greatly reducing the consumption of his divine power.

Moreover, he could even sense that the dispelled cold had not completely disappeared, but had been absorbed by his body and transformed into a special kind of energy.

Although this energy is weak, it is constantly strengthening his physical body.

"Is this the power of the Ancient Sacred Body?" Ye Fan was shocked. "It truly lives up to its reputation!"

Another two days passed.

The two had ventured more than 10,000 miles into the far north, and the surrounding environment was becoming increasingly harsh.

What was originally just a biting cold wind has now turned into a blizzard mixed with ice blades.

Those ice blades were incredibly sharp, capable of easily cutting through even ordinary magical artifacts; if one were to be struck, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ye Fan continuously channeled his divine power, forming a sturdy protective shield around his body to resist the whistling ice blades.

"Little Yezi, there's something up ahead." Chu Yang suddenly stopped and looked into the distance.

Ye Fan followed his gaze and saw a group of white figures moving slowly on the snow in front of him.

It was a group of enormous beasts, their bodies covered in thick white fur, almost blending into their surroundings.

If Chu Yang hadn't reminded him, Ye Fan would never have noticed their existence.

"What is that?" Ye Fan asked, frowning.

Chu Yang narrowed his eyes, scrutinized the bear for a moment, and then said, "The Snowfield Giant Bear is one of the most common exotic beasts in the far north."

"Although this strange beast is of low intelligence, it possesses a formidable physique and astonishing strength. An adult Snowfield Giant Bear is roughly equivalent to a cultivator in the mid-stage of the Saint Transformation Realm."

Ye Fan felt a chill run down his spine.

Mid-stage of the Saint Transformation Realm?
There were at least a dozen of those giant snow bears; if they attacked together, they wouldn't be easy to deal with.

"Brother Tu, let's take a detour," he suggested.

Chu Yang shook his head: "No need."

"This is a good opportunity for you to practice."

Ye Fan was taken aback: "Let me practice?"

Chu Yang smiled slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, looking relaxed and content.

"Didn't you want to improve your strength?" he said calmly. "Adapting to the environment alone isn't enough; you also need real combat experience."

"These snowfield giant bears are not weak, but with your Ancient Sacred Body's strength, they shouldn't be difficult to deal with."

"Go, take care of them all."

Ye Fan opened his mouth, as if to say something, but ultimately swallowed it back.

He knew that Chu Yang was training him. If he didn't even dare to accept this challenge, what right did he have to call himself the Ancient Sacred Body?
"Alright, then I'll go and meet them!"

Ye Fan took a deep breath, and with a flash, charged towards the group of giant snow bears.

His movements startled the group of strange beasts, and more than a dozen pairs of blood-red eyes turned to him at the same time, letting out deafening roars.

Roar! ! !
The roar contained a terrifying sonic wave that shot straight into Ye Fan's soul.

Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged. With a thought, he easily neutralized the sound wave.

"Nothing special." He sneered, his figure flashing like lightning as he charged directly into the horde of beasts.

boom!
He threw a punch, which landed squarely on the chest of a giant snow bear.

The giant snow bear's massive body flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the snow, spitting blood, and dying instantly.

Upon seeing this, the remaining snowfield giant bears went even more berserk.

They roared and pounced on Ye Fan, their huge bear paws carrying astonishing power as they slammed down on him.

Ye Fan nimbly weaved through the beast horde, constantly dodging their attacks while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

His fists seemed to contain the power to split mountains and shatter rocks; with each punch, a giant snow bear would fall.

But there were just too many of those strange beasts, and they seemed tireless, attacking him relentlessly. Gradually, Ye Fan began to feel the strain.

"This can't go on..." he thought to himself. "We must end this battle as soon as possible!"

He took a deep breath, and his divine power suddenly erupted, with a layer of golden light appearing around him.

That's the power of the Ancient Sacred Body!
Get out of here!

Ye Fan roared and unleashed both fists, sending waves of energy sweeping outwards like a tidal wave.

Boom boom boom!
Several giant snow bears were hit simultaneously, their massive bodies tumbling through the air before crashing heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.

Seeing that things were not going well, the remaining snowfield bears were finally terrified and turned to flee.

Ye Fan did not give chase, but stood there panting heavily, his face full of exhaustion.

Although this battle lasted only a short while, it consumed a great deal of his divine power.

Chu Yang walked slowly over, looking at the giant bear carcasses scattered all over the snowfield, a smile of appreciation appearing on his lips.

“Not bad, better than I expected,” he said. “However, your fighting style is still too crude.”

Ye Fan gave a wry smile: "I've done my best."

Chu Yang shook his head: "It's not a matter of trying your best, it's a matter of method."

"Your fight just now was entirely based on brute force. Although the power of the Ancient Sacred Body is formidable, if you only rely on brute force, you will eventually be exhausted."

"You need to learn how to use your power more efficiently, to inflict maximum damage with minimal expenditure."

Ye Fan nodded thoughtfully: "Brother Tu is right. But... how can I achieve this?"

Chu Yang pondered for a moment, then said, "You'll have to figure this out yourself. But I can give you a hint—"

"The essence of combat lies not in the magnitude of strength, but in the grasp of timing."

"The same punch, thrown at different times, will have drastically different effects. Attacking when the enemy is at their weakest point often yields twice the result with half the effort."

Ye Fan kept these words firmly in mind.

"Thank you for your guidance, Brother Tu."

Chu Yang waved his hand: "Let's rest for a bit and recover some strength before continuing our journey."

……

Over the next few days, the two continued to venture deeper into the far north.

Along the way, they encountered all sorts of dangers.

Sometimes it's a sudden avalanche, sometimes it's a deep abyss hidden beneath the ice, and sometimes it's a pack of strange beasts.

Whenever danger arose, Chu Yang would let Ye Fan face it alone, observing silently from the sidelines without offering any assistance.

Ye Fan was initially a little unaccustomed to it, but as time went on, he gradually got the hang of it.

He began to learn how to use his strength more efficiently, how to seize opportunities in battle, and how to survive in harsh environments.

His skills also improved rapidly through this constant training.

On this day, the two arrived at a vast ice field.

The ice field stretched as far as the eye could see, its silvery-white surface gleaming dazzlingly in the sunlight.

"Something's not right here," Ye Fan frowned. "I feel... something's watching us."

Chu Yang nodded, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings.

“Yes, there seems to be something hidden beneath this icy plain,” he said in a low voice. “Be careful.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the ice beneath his feet suddenly began to shake violently.

Rumble!
A huge crack spread out from beneath their feet, and then a colossal creature emerged from it.

That was a gigantic ice python!

Its body was a hundred feet long, covered with crystal-clear ice scales, and its vertical pupils gleamed with a cold blue light as it stared intently at Chu Yang and Ye Fan.

"This is... the Icefield Python King?" Ye Fan's expression changed. "A legendary being comparable to a saint!"

Chu Yang narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the giant python, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Looks like you'll have another chance to practice."

Ye Fan opened his mouth, his face full of bitterness.

"Brother Tu, this is a beast comparable to a saint. Are you sure you want me to deal with it alone?"

Chu Yang patted him on the shoulder, his tone relaxed.

"Don't worry, it hasn't truly reached the level of a saint yet; at most, it's only at the half-step saint realm."

"With your current strength, although you can't defeat it, you should be able to protect yourself."

"Make good use of this opportunity to hone your combat skills."

After saying that, he flashed away and retreated to a distance, adopting a detached and indifferent attitude.

Ye Fan sighed helplessly and had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to meet them.

"Come on, big bug, let me see how much you weigh!"

hiss! ! !
The Icefield Python King let out a sharp hiss, and its huge body pounced towards Ye Fan like a white lightning bolt.

Ye Fan dodged the fatal blow with a swift movement.

Before he could even catch his breath, the python's tail had already lashed out.

boom!
Ye Fan had no time to dodge and was hit head-on by the python's tail. He was sent flying like a cannonball and crashed heavily into an iceberg.

"cough……"

He coughed up blood and struggled to get up from the iceberg, his face as pale as paper.

This blow broke at least three of his ribs!

"Such immense power..." he cursed through gritted teeth. "This guy's physical body is even more monstrous than mine!"

The Icefield Python King gave him no chance to catch his breath, and its massive body pounced again.

Ye Fan dared not take the attack head-on, nimbly dodging the python king's attacks while rapidly searching his mind for a way to defeat it.

A head-on fight is definitely out of the question; this guy's physical body is too strong, he can't even scratch him.

Then we have no choice but to outsmart them.

But how can we outsmart them?

His gaze fell on the eyes of the Icefield Python King, and an idea immediately formed in his mind.

Eye!

For any living being, the eyes are the most vulnerable part of its body!
If you can attack its eyes, you have a chance to severely damage it!
Thinking of this, Ye Fan stopped dodging and instead took the initiative to meet the Icefield Python King.

Upon seeing this, the python king opened its blood-red maw and bit down on him.

Just as the fangs were about to touch him, Ye Fan turned his body and narrowly avoided the fatal blow. At the same time, he gathered divine power in his hands and blasted it towards the python king's eyes.

boom!
A dazzling golden light shot out from his palm, striking the python king's left eye.

hiss! ! !
The Icefield Python King let out a shrill scream, its massive body twisting wildly and smashing the surrounding ice surface to pieces.

Ye Fan took the opportunity to retreat and create distance between himself and the python king.

"It's done!" A hint of joy flashed in his eyes. (End of Chapter)