Chapter 246: Yitianjie Pan Clan, I came from the heaven, could I be a young saint?

This ancient battlefield is magnificent and desolate, with broken spears sinking in the sand and rolling yellow sand rising into the sky, sweeping across the sky and the earth, like a sad horn sounding, which makes people feel sad.

The mountain peaks are yellow and green, and extremely steep. There is a young figure standing in the middle of the mountain. There are strange visions rising above his head and divine light shining brightly, as if there is an ancient and noble emperor wearing a crown who is leading the army in person to conquer all directions with unparalleled strength.

"Who dares to come near?"

He shouted loudly, his blood surged, his hair fluttered, and his eyes were like cold lightning, shocking the many young figures rushing towards him from all directions.

"Pan Xuan, are you really trying to provoke public outrage? Opportunities and destiny bring destiny to those who are destined to take them. The ancient emperor's tomb has appeared in the world, who says it belongs to your Pan clan?"

"The ancient emperors, Pan, Yao, Shun, and Yu... are they all related to your Pan clan?"

In the distance, a dazzling arrow light shot over, like a big sun meteor, blinding and blazing, tearing the sky apart, and piercing directly through the young man named Pan Xuan.

He was a handsome blond man with wings on his back, like an earth elf in mythology, standing in the void. Behind him, there appeared the shadow of an ancient lush and verdant sacred tree, and drops of crystal light rain fell, which was extremely sacred.

He bent his bow and drew his arrow. The hazy glow dissipated and the power of heaven and earth surged. With a buzzing sound, it transformed into terrible arrows that shot towards him with equally terrifying power.

"I said this thing belongs to my Pan clan, so it belongs to my Pan clan. No one can stop me today."

"In Yitian Realm, it is not your turn as a tree clan to act recklessly."

Pan Xuan shouted coldly, his eyes were grim, he was not afraid of the arrows shot at him, his eyes were like a divine sword, piercing through and tearing the void, colliding with the arrows that were shot at him.

Between the two, ripples vibrated and energy diffused, then instantly disappeared into thin air, unable to hurt him at all.

"Shu Yi, I don't want to kill you today. If you dare to stop me, don't blame me for being ruthless even if the Great Elder of your Tree Clan blames you afterwards."

Pan Xuan shouted again in a cold voice, like a young demon god, looking down on all directions with his domineering aura.

"Pan Xuan, you are so arrogant..."

The blond man named Shuyi shot another arrow.

The sound of this arrow was far more terrifying than the previous one. It filled the sky with pressure. It seemed as if it pierced through the heaven and earth, tore apart the stars, and spread terrifying cracks across the void.

"court death."

Pan Xuan's eyes became even colder, and he threw a powerful punch directly, like a surging ocean and a shaking earth. Simple, rough and direct, it shattered the extremely powerful arrow shot by Shu Yi into the void, and turned into powder energy that spread all over the sky.

The terrifying shock force even caused the blond man's face to change slightly, turning a little pale, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Shu Yi, the number one prodigy of the Tree Clan, holding the Bow of Life, couldn't even hurt Pan Xuan."

"Shu Yi was ranked tenth on the Tianjiao list of Yitian Realm. This time when he entered the Tianjiao Ancient Battlefield, he defeated Yun Shu, the young supreme of the Yun Clan, who was ranked eighth, and rose to the eighth place. I never thought that he would be helpless against Pan Xuan."

"Pan Xuan is too strong. He is worthy of being the one who has the potential to compete for the number one prodigy in Yitian Realm."

Many monks and creatures in the distance were shocked. They looked at the young man with flying hair and a devil-like figure, with sincere awe in their eyes.

Yitian Realm is an ancient world with numerous Taoist clans and various races competing for supremacy. There are eight continents in total, including the vast heaven and earth and the universe.

Each continent has a vast territory and billions of inhabitants. Over a long period of time, various ancient and powerful sects and ethnic groups have emerged.

The Pan clan, to which Pan Xuan belongs, is the undisputed largest clan in Tianzhou. It has an extremely profound foundation and is immortal even when thunder and lightning are exhausted.

Their ancestors gave birth to an ancient emperor who truly ruled the world. Even some of the rituals and laws inherited from all walks of life today and the philosophical classics are inherited from their ancestors.

With the turmoil in the world today, unprecedented changes have occurred, and the ancient battlefields of the geniuses from all walks of life have also emerged.

Only geniuses with suitable aptitudes can enter, compete for ranking and luck, bring fame to their Taoist lineage and clan, and seize the luck of the world.

The geniuses who possess the luck of the world will then enter the battlefield of the heavens to fight for the luck of the heavens for the world behind them and gain the recognition of the will of the heavens.

Only in this way can we gain a chance of survival and hope in the coming catastrophe.

"Pan Xuan is too strong. He has never been defeated since he was born."

"It is said that when he was born, he held the true blood of the ancestors of the Pan clan in his hand, and condensed the magic of opening the sky. Later, with the help of many ancestors of the Pan clan, he was born with the eyes of opening the sky. Once this eye is opened, it has the power to open the world and recreate the chaos. So far, no one has ever heard that Pan Xuan has used this eye."

“There are also rumors that Pan Xuan has another extremely terrifying talent, which is even more powerful than the Eyes of Creation, but no one knows what it is…”

Many young monks and creatures were discussing in low voices in the distance, and they highly praised Pan Xuan.

"Pan Xuan had already condensed the Dharma of Heaven and Earth many years ago, and now he has the potential to reach the level of an ancient great power. Even the leaders of those major sects are no match for him."

"He still has many trump cards that he has not yet used. This ancient emperor's tomb that suddenly appeared should not be accessible to us."

The commotion here had already attracted the attention of the young geniuses in other areas of this ancient battlefield of geniuses. Many people rushed here upon hearing the news, but none of them dared to step forward. They were very afraid of Pan Xuan and could only watch and sigh.

Among them are many young people who are ranked very close to them on the list of geniuses in Yitian Realm.

Shu Yi, the number one prodigy of the Tree Clan, became gloomy when he found out that he was no match for Pan Xuan. He drew the bow but did not shoot, and it was obvious that he was very afraid of Pan Xuan.

"If anyone dares to take a step forward, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Pan Xuan could say that the current situation was completely within his expectations.

In this world, he is invincible among his peers, and no one can be his opponent.

He had a very cold expression as he stood above the sky, emitting an aura that shocked the world. He looked down upon all the geniuses here, and no one dared to take a single step forward.

One person oppressed everyone else, making them dare not move.

And high above his head, there was a rumbling light, as if the sun and the moon were hanging high in the sky. The ancient tombs were emitting infinite light, as if they were revived from ancient time and space. There were vague shadows of emperors appearing there, sacred and dazzling, so bright that people could not open their eyes.

"This is my chance. After this battle at the Tianjiao Ancient Battlefield, I will represent this world and enter the battlefield of the heavens, sweeping away all enemies, winning the sacred battle name, and obtaining the mark of the heavens."

Even with Pan Xuan's temperament, he couldn't help but feel a little hot at this moment and stared at that place closely.

There have been rumors about Yitianjie since ancient times, saying that this is the location of the ancient emperor’s tombs, but no one knows exactly where in time and space it is, and no one has ever seen it.

Even a god cannot deduce it.

Now, soon after he stepped into this ancient battlefield of Tianjiao, he actually sensed the location of the emperor's tombs and made them appear.

This is naturally an opportunity that belongs to him alone.

"May the luck of Yitian Realm bless me..."

Pan Xuan's eyes were fiery, like a small golden sun, and all the energy in his body was surging, like a volcanic eruption, as if to lead the group of emperor's tombs above the star field to fall towards where he was.

At this moment, eyes from all directions were focused on him.

Outside this ancient battlefield of Tianjiao, many ancient sects and families in the Yitian Realm were also observing and watching through secret methods.

Among them were several old antique-level figures of the Pan clan, who were all smiling and looked very pleased and appreciative.

"Pan Xuan, don't even think about succeeding."

But at this moment, an angry shout was heard, like thunder exploding in everyone's ears.

Along with a huge and surging fist light, a young man whose body was like a divine furnace and whose every pore was emitting blazing golden light, came charging over.

He is dressed in a brocade robe, has a handsome face, a smile on his lips, and his hair is tied with a jade belt, giving people the feeling of an unrestrained and carefree prodigal.

"Tang Mu?"

"I spared your life that day, but you dare to come to my door today?"

Pan Xuan didn't expect that at this time, someone would come to stop him.

He obviously recognized the young man who came to stop him. His eyes immediately turned cold and he stretched out a big hand and grabbed him, very domineering and direct.

This strong and powerful aura was extremely strong and masculine, like the sun scorching everything. Many people felt as if their skin was about to crack, and their faces changed drastically, in an extremely horrifying manner.

"It's that kid from Lao Canshan. He really overestimates his own abilities. With his strength, how could he be a match for Pan Xuan?"

Many people were shocked and recognized the identity of the young man who stood up to stop Pan Xuan.

Laocan Mountain is a very peculiar place in Yitian Realm. It is said to be a forbidden area, but it is not really so, because there are many ordinary creatures living in it, who have no cultivation.

However, some powerful forbidden areas and sects are very wary of it and dare not provoke it.

This young man named Tang Mu came from Laocan Mountain.

He caused a big stir in the Yitian Realm some time ago. Although his cultivation was not very high, he often defeated the strong with the weak and defeated many powerful enemies. Even the famous genius on the genius list had been defeated by him.

"Tang Mu?"

"Sister Yun'er, is he crazy? He is no match for Pan Xuan. If he suddenly rushed over, it would be like an egg hitting a rock, a waste of energy."

At this time, behind a relatively low hill, a pretty girl with a maid's bun saw this scene, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened, full of shock, and then she said in panic and worry, and hurriedly reached out to pull the woman beside her.

The woman next to her was wearing a spotless snow-white dress, her black hair was loose, her eyes were bright, her face was fair and beautiful, and she looked very cold and otherworldly. Even though it was broad daylight, there was a faint chill lingering around her.

A layer of hazy and faint light enveloped its slender body, making it appear otherworldly and ethereal, like a fairy in the Guanghan Palace, high above and unrivaled in grace and elegance.

"Tang Mu sought death himself. If he dies at the hands of Pan Xuan, it is his own fault."

The woman in the snow skirt had cold eyes. She raised her head slightly and looked at the scene in the distant sky. Her tone was flat, without any ripples, as if she had no emotions.

"But Sister Yun'er, Tang Mu must have done this to vent his anger for you. He will definitely not tolerate what the Pan clan did to you in the past."

"Pan Xuan's success today is all thanks to you..." The girl who looked like a maid was very worried and anxious.

"Shut up."

The woman in the snow skirt shouted in a cold voice. Although she said so, her dark eyebrows were also frowned. "Lao Canshan has done me a favor. I can survive thanks to the care of several elders in Lao Canshan. But I will solve the grudge between me and the Pan clan by myself. I have never recognized Tang Mu as my so-called fiancé."

"He did this just out of his own accord."

As soon as she finished speaking, her clothes fluttered, a light flashed, and she disappeared from the spot with a swish. When she reappeared, she was already high in the sky.

"It's Fairy Yun from Guanghan Immortal Sect..."

Many people couldn't help but exclaim and call out loudly. Many young men among them stared at the slender figure with fiery eyes.

The Guanghan Immortal Sect is a very ancient Taoist sect in the Yitian Realm. The current generation's successor is named Fairy Yun. She has not been traveling around the world for long, but her reputation has already spread to all continents, attracting countless young geniuses to follow her.

Boom!!!

Below the shadow of the emperor's tomb complex, Pan Xuan slapped forward with his palm, which was like a huge golden millstone, overwhelming and powerful.

The cultivation level of the young man named Tang Mu was obviously not as good as his, but a layer of tiny vortex appeared on his body surface, shining with silver light, which wiped out the terrifying aura that was shaking him. Although he was at a disadvantage during the collision and retreated several steps, he was not injured.

"Wife, you're here?"

"I'm helping you vent your anger."

He gathered his turbulent blood and looked at the woman in the snow-skirted dress descending from high in the sky. The smile on his cynical face grew even more intense.

The woman in the snow skirt frowned and ignored him, but looked towards Pan Xuan in front of her.

"Yun'er, long time no see. You finally came out. Guanghan Immortal Gate is not the place for you to stay. You are a member of the Pan clan, so you should return to the Pan clan."

Pan Xuan looked at the woman in the snow skirt who appeared, and changed his previous strong tone to become much gentler.

The expression of the woman in the snow skirt was still cold, but there was obviously more coldness on her face.

The grudge between her and the Pan clan, and between her and Pan Xuan, is very deep and cannot be explained in just a few simple words.

"The Pan Clan is the largest clan in Tianzhou, but they secretly persecuted their former members and took away their talents..."

Tang Mu was already accustomed to Pan Yun'er's cold attitude, so he didn't care. But when he saw Pan Xuan's hypocritical attitude, he opened his mouth and mocked him without hesitation.

"court death."

Hearing this, Pan Xuan's face turned cold, as if his reverse scale had been touched.

Suddenly, a crack appeared between his eyebrows, and a terrifying vertical pupil appeared there, in which a terrible scene of chaos being born and destroyed and huge stars collapsing was played out.

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Just by sweeping towards Tang Mu, the void exploded, and chaotic light filled the air, as if it could wipe out the nine heavens.

"Get out of the way."

Pan Yuner's face changed slightly, and she was about to remind him, but she was too late.

"puff……"

Tang Mu didn't even have time to react before he felt himself being hit by a terrifying force from heaven and earth. His chest exploded instantly, and he was soaked in blood. Then he flew sideways, with blood splattering in the air.

Fortunately, the skills he practiced were special. Clusters of silver flames danced on the wounds, quickly repairing his injuries and preventing him from dying on the spot.

"The Eyes of the God of Heaven are so terrifying..."

Seeing such a terrifying blow, all the geniuses and cultivators in the distance trembled in shock and felt cold all over.

Including Pan Yun'er, everyone's expression became very solemn.

Pan Xuan's strength is absolutely unquestionable. He had never used the Divine Eyes of Creation before, but once he used it, he almost took Tang Mu's life.

She knew what methods Tang Mu had, and some of the top geniuses on the genius list were no match for him.

"I don't like to repeat the same thing twice. This guy provoked me many times. I didn't kill him because of you, Yun'er."

"Today he is determined to commit suicide, and I can let him go, but you must come with me, otherwise he will definitely die today." Pan Xuan said lightly, his tone direct but domineering.

Tang Mu was seriously injured and his body was covered in blood. He was recovering from his injuries not far away. His face was very pale, and there was some fear and disbelief in his expression.

He also didn't expect that Pan Xuan's true strength would be so terrifying.

"I was reckless..."

He felt a little guilty and wanted to expose the scandal of the Pan clan in front of all the sects and forces in the Yitian Realm to vent his anger for Pan Yuner.

Who would have thought that such trouble would arise.

"What if I refuse?"

Pan Yun'er had a cold face and her eyes were very cold. She stood there, her snow-white clothes fluttering in the wind, like a fairy from Guanghan, otherworldly and ethereal.

“You don’t get a chance to refuse.”

Pan Xuan's attitude was very direct and tough. In his third eye, there was a vision of chaos and the creation of the world. Behind him, a horrifying scene was unfolding. The heaven and earth became a blur, with no distinction between clear and turbid. Everything in the world returned to chaos.

Once this terrifying vision was unleashed, it had the power to control the heavens and the earth, instantly pinning Pan Yun'er there, unable to move.

Even though his face was cold, his whole body was glowing, and the hazy moonlight was shining, he was unable to break free at all.

Pan Xuan stretched out his big hand and grabbed her, wanting to suppress her, restrain her by his side, and bring her back to the Pan clan.

Boom!!!

But at this moment, the ancient imperial tombs above Pan Xuan's head suddenly shook violently, and the blurry shadows of the corridors flickered, as if a huge guiding force was surging, and layers of time and space were cracking, about to fall into another unknown world.

Pan Xuan was stunned at first, and then his expression changed drastically. In his opinion, nothing was more important to him than the ancient emperor's tombs in front of him.

He had to let Pan Yun'er go for the time being and focus all his attention on the ancient emperor's tombs.

Pan Yun'er took this opportunity and suddenly broke free. There was a sudden chill in her cold eyes. She gave a light shout, the moonlight surged, and she summoned a crystal clear flying sword. The rays of light burst out, illuminating the sky, and she killed directly.

"Pan Yun'er, do you dare?"

Pan Xuan was furious, his hair was flying, and endless divine light shot up into the sky.

A terrifying image of a deity appeared behind him. It was a giant who created the world in the chaos. With his roar, the boundless chaos boiled, as if the avenue was resonating with him.

The flying sword that Pan Yun'er summoned was instantly blown away, but there was a stream of auspicious light surging in her dantian, as if there was a fairy sitting there. The fairy light rushed out with such murderous power that the skin of everyone in the distance was about to crack.

"Your flying fairy light is no longer useful to me."

Pan Xuan shouted loudly and opened his mouth to shout. A five-colored light like a mighty river flew out instantly. With a hiss, it instantly swallowed up the fairy light, and then flooded towards Pan Yun'er, making her jade-like face turn pale all of a sudden.

Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound was heard, and the heaven and earth seemed to be distorted.

The chaotic mist spread, and fairy mist filled the air. An extremely powerful and terrifying aura descended and appeared, accompanied by chaotic flames that soared into the sky, covering the heaven and earth, and the sun, moon, and stars all dimmed.

Everyone felt a creepy aura, their hair stood on end, and they couldn't help but kneel down and kowtow towards the place where the chaotic light was.

Some monks who were closer felt their spines creaking and about to bend beyond their control.

Someone with sharp eyes noticed the chaotic flame in the trembling, which was coming down from the sky above the ancient emperor's tombs. A slender figure could be seen faintly standing in it.

"Suddenly there's one more person..." Some people's voices trembled slightly with shock.

"Who are you?"

Pan Xuan's hair also stood on end, as if he was facing a powerful enemy. He was no longer as domineering as before. He stared at the chaotic flame and shouted.

"So it's you, the guy, who has been against me all this time, preventing me from taking the Temple of the Son of Heaven away."

Along with the calm and clear voice, the chaotic flames slowly dissipated, and a man in white stood quietly in it with his hands behind his back.

What he said was an ancient language, which was inconsistent with the mainstream language of Yitian Realm. However, there were many knowledgeable people here, and some powerful cultivators quickly understood the meaning of his words and were immediately shocked.

“So there’s a language barrier?”

Jiang Lan was a little dazed, and then he quickly grasped some rules between heaven and earth and understood the language of this world in an instant.

"Not a real person, but just an incarnation?"

Pan Xuan stared at him intently and saw the state of the figure that walked out of the chaotic flames.

He was a little frightened, his hair stood on end, and he felt that he was not facing a human being, but a terrifying ancient beast.

That kind of energy was so terrifying that just standing there would make one's flesh and blood feel like it was collapsing and exploding.

"Someone outside the realm?"

At this time, not only in this ancient battlefield of Tianjiao, but even in the outside world of Yitian Realm, there were huge waves.

Although many ancient figures were unable to step inside, they were paying attention to everything happening inside through secret methods, and at this moment they were all shocked.

"Who are you……"

Pan Yun'er knew that there was a huge gap in strength between herself and Pan Xuan, and she was no match for him at all, so she had prepared herself to be seriously injured. Unexpectedly, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her and blocked the attack for her.

Her cold eyes widened slightly and she slowly came back to her senses.

"She is a very pretty lady."

Jiang Lan glanced at Pan Yun'er, noticed her extraordinary luck, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

He was quite lucky. He had just passed the time and space node of the Emperor's Temple. He used the Tongtian Stele to stabilize the passage and sent down a dharma body, and then he encountered this kind of thing.

“…”

Pan Yun'er understood Jiang Lan's compliment, but she didn't know how to respond. The man in white in front of her gave her a terrifying feeling, like the abyss of the avenue, unfathomable.

But no matter what, I did help her just now.

"Thank you, sir."

She opened her rosy red lips and politely thanked him.

"Where did you come from? The Emperor's Tomb belongs to our Pan Clan. It is impossible for you to take it away."

Pan Xuan had already guessed Jiang Lan's intention.

It was naturally impossible for him to hand over the ancient emperor's tomb that was about to be obtained. He didn't know how many treasures were contained in it, which were enough to make his cultivation strength rise to another level and make further progress.

"I came from heaven. I found the Temple of the Son of Heaven after much difficulty in the vast space and time. You are here to disrupt my plans and stop me. I have not yet settled the score with you."

Jiang Lan had his hands behind his back and spoke in a casual tone.

He just glanced at him, and Pan Xuan felt like he was struck by lightning, as if he was hit by a towering mountain. His body trembled violently, and blood oozed from his mouth and nose.

The third eye between its pupils kept blinking, and chaotic rays of light shot out, but they couldn't even get close to Jiang Lan, and they turned into powder silently in the void.

Such a scene shocked all the monks and living beings around. Their faces changed drastically, filled with disbelief and shock.

"How is that possible?"

Tang Mu, who was recovering from his injuries, opened his eyes wide, hardly able to believe what he was seeing.

Pan Yun'er's beautiful eyes were also wide open, and she just stared blankly at Jiang Lan who was standing in front of her, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

"What kind of existence is this? Could it be a young saint..."

"Just a glance was enough to suppress Pan Xuan so that he couldn't move. Could it be that he really came from the legendary heaven?"

"Hasn't the heaven already collapsed a long time ago?"

Everyone felt a chill and fear, their voices trembling. How could the younger generation possess such power?

(End of this chapter)