Covering the Heavens: Its fortune endures forever, sweeping across all heavens.

In a short while, Qin Tian suppressed all the Ancestral Kings. Then, he looked up at the three people under the starry sky who resembled demon gods and said calmly, "What? Aren't you ready yet?"

As the three watched Qin Tian suppress numerous Ancestral Kings with a mere gesture, they realized that Qin Tian had deliberately allowed them to regain their divine power.

"Your downfall was due to your arrogance!"

"If you attack us when our divine power is exhausted, you might actually be able to kill us."

“But you don’t have a chance now,” the Thousand-Handed Demon God said through gritted teeth.

"How could that be! You're having a feast! Of course you should savor it!" Qin Tian shook his head and said slowly.

"Come die!"

The Thousand-Handed Demon God was very powerful, taking the initiative to attack. In an instant, all of his thousand hands moved together, like a galaxy pressing down.

Qin Tian opened his mouth and uttered a heavenly sound of the Great Dao: "Zha!"

The sound of creation resounded throughout the universe, boundless auspicious omens descended from the sky, and various extraordinary phenomena appeared frequently.

"Destroy!" the Thousand-Handed Demon God roared, and thousands of weapons appeared in his hands, their sharp edges capable of tearing through the void.

Now they all charged towards Qin Tian, ​​mobilizing the power of the boundless void. One void rift after another appeared, endless darkness connecting to dimensions, merging with a thousand weapons, and falling together.

Qin Tian opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of primordial energy.

The primordial energy swept across, tearing apart the void and giving rise to the myriad phenomena of the Great Dao. It instantly refined the thousand weapons, returning them to the primordial energy and merging them into the chaos.

That primordial energy, drawing upon the essence of a thousand weapons, grew ever more powerful, seemingly encompassing the entire universe and attempting to reshape a new one.

"The Four Symbols perish, returning to eternity!"

Just then, the Thousand-Handed Demon God roared and unleashed an unparalleled power of divine order, crushing the heavens and earth.

Four ancient star fields shimmered, showering down millions of starlight from beyond the heavens, transforming into a desolate universe.

The universe confronts chaos, and ultimately chaos and the universe perish together.

"Too slow, let's all attack together!" A golden-haired Great Sage stepped forward. He was exceptionally strong, and his two horns were like heavenly blades, a manifestation of the Great Dao's rules, dazzling incomparably.

Another ancient creature had silver hair that shone brightly, and a diamond-shaped white scale on its forehead that opened and closed, emitting a dazzling holy light that seemed capable of piercing through the three realms and six paths.

"The three Great Sages are quite impressive. This way, I don't have to worry about accidentally killing you all by using too much force at once," Qin Tian laughed.

Since creating the Dharma, his combat power has soared, and as a saint, he has been invincible against the Great Saints.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it defying the heavens.

After all, Qin Tian's battles often cross the line into realms of the 18+.

From Saint King to Great Saint, there are nine minor realms and one major realm, while from Great Saint to the peak of Great Saint, there are nine minor realms.

Qin Tian is two major realms and more than twenty minor realms away from the peak of the Great Sage.

Moreover, the difficulty of crossing two major realms is no less than that of those twenty-odd minor realms.

The equivalent of more than forty minor realms stood in front of Qin Tian, ​​yet he easily broke through them. The divine forbidden domain, exceeding three times the strength, seemed so heaven-defying that it was completely unreasonable.

Qin Tian's performance may seem extraordinary, but it is actually quite reasonable.

Qin Tian is the pioneer!

While others possess five secret realms, he possesses six, giving him an innate advantage over other beings by one realm.

He opened up an inner landscape in the ancestral aperture between his eyebrows and unearthed another portion of primordial spirit power, which has reached the realm of sainthood, no less than any of the five great secret realms.

If one possesses the sixth secret realm, this primordial spirit power can be superimposed on the Immortal Platform, allowing the Immortal Platform to rise to another level.

He appears to be a sage, but is in fact a saintly king, possessing a mechanism that permanently grants him an additional level of innate cultivation.

Given his combat prowess, it's quite reasonable for a Saint King to cross a major realm and defeat a Great Saint.

This is where the strength of the version answer lies.

"You arrogant junior! You are indeed amazing, standing in the domain exclusive to ancient emperors, even stronger than the imperial prince, but the Great Sage is not something you can reach!" Dragon Horn Great Sage roared.

"He's just the Great Sage, it's not like we haven't fought him before!" Qin Tian said bluntly.

The three men felt a chill run down their spines. Although they had tried to overestimate this being, they had never expected that they would still underestimate him. He had actually defeated a being of the Great Sage level, crossing two major realms and more than twenty minor realms. Such a record was astonishing.

"Let's do it together!"

The three Great Sages stood together, unleashing their power simultaneously. Their laws converged, forming a dazzling light of the Great Dao.

This is no different from the creation of the world; everywhere is filled with primordial light and the laws of creation, all in a hazy, indistinct expanse.

"Heaven and Earth, the Way of All Things Reversed!" Qin Tian's eyes reflected an ancient map, and he used a completely opposite method to dissolve this beam of immortal light.

Using the true essence of his forbidden method, he derived the counterforce of the Dao, using fire against water, yin against yang, heaven against earth. Qin Tian used the same Dao power, but opposite forces, to resolve their attack.

"If this is all you can do," Qin Tian said coldly, his imposing aura soaring above the heavens, "then... you might as well become my test subjects!"

Forbidden energy permeated Qin Tian's body, and the Taiji diagram rose from the Immortal Platform, transforming into a divine light, crystal clear, like the most precious jade in the world.

The Taiji diagram disintegrated, and strands of primordial Yin and Yang energies evolved into the two polarities, as small as dust and as small as Mount Sumeru.

The next moment, Yin and Yang rotated, life turned to death, Yin transformed into Yang. Between the rotation of the two polarities, countless array patterns were generated between the Yin and Yang energies, and layer upon layer of void worlds were opened up, creating boundless wonders.

This Yin-Yang Dust Array is Qin Tian's masterpiece of array formation, and it could easily suppress the three of them.

In particular, although the three of them were Great Sages, their blood energy was gone, and they didn't even have the strength to punch people, so they couldn't shake the Two Elements Dust.

As for that divine power, it was utterly insignificant in front of Liangyi Chenwei.

With the unleashing of divine power, a hundred Sumeru Mustard Seeds shattered, but in the blink of an eye, new Three Thousand Worlds would emerge, endless and inexhaustible. They were destined to be unable to break this great formation.

"Done!" Qin Tian snapped his fingers, retracting the Yin-Yang Dust Array and transforming it back into the Taiji Diagram. The three Great Saints were sealed within the diagram, as if branded, lifelike.

Qin Tian opened a void passage leading to Ziwei, muttering to himself as he walked, "Bullying a bunch of old, weak, sick, and disabled people doesn't give me any sense of accomplishment."

.........

After returning to Ziwei, Qin Tian multitasked, using the Yunmeng Realm to gather more life sources and absorb the power of faith and the souls of living beings.

While dissecting the ancient sages and experimenting with the plan for the second secret realm, they were trying to select the most powerful and suitable method for opening the second secret realm.

Aside from the days when Qin Tian was giving lectures, Yin Tiande spent most of his time in the Yunmeng Realm, trying to clear the Tower of Babel.

Each level of the Tower of Babel is better than the last, especially the last few levels, which are inhabited by beings of the Heavenly Emperor level, who stand in the forbidden realm and are truly invincible.

Even the guardian of the twenty-ninth level is a ruthless character who is only one step away from becoming the Heavenly Emperor.

Therefore, Yin Tiande was never able to reach the thirtieth floor.

Not only him, but among the trillions of beings in the Yunmeng Realm, not a single person could reach the thirtieth floor.

As a result, many people believe that the thirtieth level does not exist and is just a pie in the sky painted by the Lord of Yunmeng Realm.

And just like that, five years passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the tranquility of Hakkeijō Palace was shattered.

A meteor streaked from outer space and crashed heavily onto the Eight Trigrams Palace.

"Boom!"

That cauldron, powerful and heavy, arrived from beyond the borders, bringing new changes.

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Chapter 310 Ye Fan's Encounters at the Eight Trigrams Palace and Traces of the Underworld

The meteor fell into a piece of immortal land. With a loud bang, the sky and earth shook, a cliff collapsed, and dust billowed up, with rocks flying everywhere.

Beside it, a silver waterfall cascaded down, splashing waves everywhere. All the surrounding spiritual trees were broken, and all the jade herbs lay flat and in disarray.

A flock of birds cried out in alarm, took flight in fright, and fled into the distance.

Ye Fan poked his head out of the cauldron and saw a fairyland, filled with misty energy and endless radiant light.

"Excuse me, is the visitor Fellow Daoist Ye?" Before Ye Fan could take a few more glances, a boy with red lips and white teeth appeared in front of Ye Fan, staring at Ye Fan's face in a daze.

"How did you know my surname is Ye!" Ye Fan was greatly surprised. As soon as he landed, someone asked him his name.

"My ancestor predicted that this cliff was going to suffer a calamity, and that a young man surnamed Ye would smash it in half with a cauldron." The boy spoke, his tone becoming respectful, his eyes unconsciously looking at the cauldron at Ye Fan's feet.

The cauldron, crafted from celestial gold, still shimmers with a mysterious, golden light. It is truly a rare treasure, one that would have captivated even the greatest emperors of antiquity.

Ye Fan was greatly shocked. He hadn't even truly arrived at this ancient star yet, and someone had already foreseen his arrival. Wasn't this kind of method far too heaven-defying?!

Filled with inexplicable emotions, Ye Fan hurriedly asked, "Who is your ancestor?"

"The Lord of the Eight Views Palace!" the boy with red lips and white teeth said proudly.

"The master of the Eight Views Palace? Lao Tzu?!" Ye Fan was stunned and shocked. Could it be that when Lao Tzu left Hangu Pass in the past, he not only went to the Big Dipper, but also arrived at Ziwei? And settled down here, leaving behind his lineage.

"The Eight Views Palace? Is it the Eight Views Palace of the Great Luo Heaven Xuandu Cave?" Ye Fan asked eagerly.

"It's the Eight Views Palace of the Taiqing Sacred Realm!" the boy corrected.

"The Supreme Pure Realm? It really is no match for me!" Ye Fan gasped.

Then, Ye Fan solemnly cupped his hands and said, "My name is Ye Fan!"

"My lord, please come over and see me!" At this moment, a deep voice rang out, and a tall figure walked towards us.

This was none other than an ancient demon god, his entire body was jet black, and with each breath he exuded unstoppable holy power. Holy light flowed around him, and the world seemed to resonate with him. With every move he made, it was as if he could shatter the universe.

Ye Fan's expression was strange. Wang Teng used ancient beings as servants, and this master of the Eight Views Palace, whose background was unknown, also used the Ancestral King as a servant.

Is this a popular trend these days?

Ye Fan pondered whether he should also recruit an ancient being as a subordinate.

"Greetings, Great Sage with Thousand Hands!" The boy with red lips and white teeth hurriedly bowed.

The Thousand-Handed Monkey King nodded silently, as a return gesture.

"Great Sage!" Ye Fan's pupils shrank as he was shocked. He had thought that the Thousand-Handed Demon God in front of him was just an Ancestral King, but he never expected that he would actually be a Great Sage.

How could the Great Sage bow down and submit? Could the Lord of the Eight Trigrams Palace be a quasi-emperor?

Ye Fan was filled with thoughts: "However, it's possible that it's the old man I remember."

Ye Fan was shocked by the Thousand-Handed Great Sage's cultivation level, and he was also shocked by Ye Fan's appearance.

"This face? Could it be the master's brother?" The Thousand-Handed Demon God's mind was racing, but he was still quite polite to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan followed behind the Thousand-Handed Demon God, heading towards the Eight Trigrams Palace.

These ancient clan ancestral kings were used by Qin Tian as test subjects. The most dangerous experimental stage had already been passed by the Taiyin Evil Cult. In addition, as saints with abundant original essence, during the experiment, except for a few unlucky ones who were blown to dust, the others were still alive.

The surviving ancestral kings were terrified of being experimented on again, and they all begged to submit to Qin Tian's command.

After a moment's thought, Qin Tian agreed to their request. The method for opening the second secret realm had already been determined, and test subjects were no longer needed for the time being.

Moreover, he does lack subordinates who can be directly commanded, and it's too troublesome for him to handle some trivial matters personally.

For example, the Taiyin Cult, if it had troops under its command, would not need to take action personally. With a single command, a million-strong army would be mobilized, and with a light wave of a feather fan, enemy ships would be reduced to ashes.

Initially, these ancient ancestral kings chose to submit to Qin Tian out of fear.

However, when they learned about Qin Tian's age and cultivation level, they were all shocked, because of the existence of the Yang God, Qin Tian's aura was blurry in their perception.

They initially thought Qin Tian's saintly realm was a facade, intended to lower their guard.

In reality, he was already on par with them, a great sage.

After all, for a saint to defy a great saint is simply too heaven-defying. In their understanding, even ancient emperors in their youth might not have been able to do it.

However, the truth was far more exaggerated than they had imagined.

He was not only truly a saint, but also incredibly young, barely over thirty.

Such talent and combat prowess shocked them all, and they all sincerely acknowledged Qin Tian as their master.

They believed that Qin Tian possessed the bearing of an emperor and had the potential to surpass all emperors throughout history.

Compared to him, what is the imperial prince? He's not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

They firmly believe that Qin Tian has the potential to reshape the Heavenly Court and lead the sect to immortality.

After this period of understanding, they also know that this era has reached the moment of their predetermined revival, and the path to immortality will begin in this lifetime.

They knew that with their own aptitude, even if the path to immortality opened, it would be difficult for them to become immortals. Their only hope was to serve a being who had the potential to become an emperor or an immortal, and follow him to ascend to immortality with their sect.