Chapter 165 Tempest, Part One (2/2)

“I could capture him and figure everything out!”

He carefully thought about it. This person was very strong, and his realm was definitely above Ye Fan’s. At the very least, he was a Dao Palace realm cultivator.

“I have to be absolutely sure. Otherwise if I am unable to kill him, I’ll have revealed my existence. That would be an absolute disaster.”

Ye Fan silently returned to the sixth ring. He took out his cauldron and let it absorb a huge amount of the purple flames. He then hurriedly sat and recovered his divine energy.

Half an hour later, he once more silently returned to the fourth level.

Four hours later, the black-clothed man had almost completely melted the silver pagoda and began to slowly refine it into a silver bell. At the most critical time, when the silver bell was about to take shape, Ye Fan took action.

At this time, the black-clothed man’s attention was completely focused on the silver bell as it underwent its final refinement.

The cauldron silently advanced. It violently turned, and the huge amount of purples flames blazed as they filled this world!

This temperature was something that could burn even powerful figures, let alone him.

However, he hadn’t expected the man to have cautiously carved Dao Glyphs onto the ground around him. Their light flared and blocked the purple flames.

Even an Elder’s precious treasure was unable to bear the purple flames and shattered. These Dao Glyphs were also unable to block them. But they did give him some time, and he quickly moved to the side.

Ye Fan was already prepared and sent the golden tome to slash against him.

Blood flashed as the black-clothed man was severely wounded! At the same time, the purple flames descended down. The temporary stiffening from his wound caused half his body to immediately be burned, the left side of his body turning to ashes.

The sky trembled as the cauldron became a meter tall, and a huge absorptive force sucked the half-burned man and sealed him inside.

Only now did Ye Fan sigh in relief. He took out the pure jade bottle and quickly drank a gulp of the divine spring water, recovering his divine energy before also going into the cauldron.

Half of the black-clothed man’s body was destroyed and he trembled and struggled repeatedly. The instant he saw Ye Fan, his expression immediately changed. “You… you’re still alive!”

Ye Fan was startled. From his surprised cry, it seemed that this man seemed to be familiar with him. It didn’t seem as simple as just having chased him for a while. He immediately smiled and said, “What is your background?”

“I really never thought you would live…” He sighed and suddenly raised his head. A light shot out of his forehead, trying to rush out of the cauldron, but he failed from the very start, unable to escape this cauldron.

“He really is just a puppet being controlled by someone else.” Ye Fan extended his divine sense to completely control him.

However, the black-clothed man was very decisive, and that ray of light exploded like fireworks, voluntarily dying into specks of light that dissipated.

Ye Fan’s expression changed, but it was already too late to stop this. He carefully probed the dead body, but he found that it was completely empty. Other than the completely burned silver bell, nothing else was left.

He threw this half-destroyed body back into the underworld flames, causing it to immediately turn to ashes. “Who was he…he seemed familiar.”

After Ye Fan erased all the tracks here, he retreated back into the fifth level of golden flames to hide for a while. He quietly waited, wanting to see if someone else would come.

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Three days later, a tall old man appeared. The instant he saw that pile of ashes, he muttered to himself, “So he really did die here…”

“Who is this damned old man? I’ve never seen him before...”

Whoosh...

Light flashed and that old man charged out of the Flame Region, quickly disappearing into the distance.

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Two days later, Ye Fan approached the seventh layer with the Bodhi seed in his hand. Despite the seed, he still felt a burning sensation. The five-colored mist flames’ temperature was simply unimaginable.

The divine energy that cultivators bitterly cultivated could be directly burned by it, and there was no way to stop it. This kind of five-colored flame seemed to have a devilish nature, as if it could engulf anything.

Ye Fan did manage to enter it, but he was unable to draw the flame into his body, as it was simply too terrifying.

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Several days later, the sound of people shouting and beasts roaring rang out. The land trembled as countless beasts charged towards the Flame Region.

Amongst them were a couple powerful beasts whose roars could ring out for dozens of kilometers.

Ye Fan’s divine sense was very sharp. He hurriedly examined them and was shocked. “The Ji Family has come!”

Hundreds of beasts were now outside the Flame Region, each of them not ordinary. As they came closer, rumbling rang through the sky, and even the land and sky were shaking. All of the knights were wearing black armor and filled with sinister killing intent.

A banner was blowing in the wind. On top of it was the word “Ji.”

Ye Fan saw Ji Hui and Ji Biyue, as well as several Elders. There was also a carriage that was being pulled with nine divine Tiger Dragons across the sky.

The divine Tiger Dragon’s roar shook the heavens. Each was as large as an elephant and covered by dense scales, and a powerful pressure came from them. The carriage shone brightly. It was clear that an important member of the Ji Family had come.

“It shouldn’t be for me, right? Over half a year has passed…why would they come?”

An old man walked out of the carriage. Ji Hui hastily advanced and very differentially helped him down.

“Damn!”

Ye Fan no longer continued to spy on them and directly hid himself in the depths of the Flame Region.