Why Were You Not Restricted by the Sacred Heaven Pool

"Duanmu Wan."

As he looked at the woman in green, her name flashed through Chu Tian's memories.

Duanmu Wan was the daughter of Duanmu Rong, head of the Duanmu Family, and Duanmu Lei's niece. In the original plot, she had also been a relatively important female character. Though her talent fell short of Ye Feng's, the gap was not great.

After Ye Fan gained the recognition of Saint Ancestor Duanmu's Emperor Venerable body, she had represented the Duanmu Family and taken the initiative to approach Ye Fan.

Boom!

Just then, a passage suddenly opened above the lake. Vast Dao essence spread through the air, carrying an intent of utmost divinity and holiness.

The passage to the Sacred Heaven Pool had opened.

Duanmu Lei appeared before the passage, his expression gloomy as he coldly swept his gaze over Ye Wen, who was covered in blood and howling without end.

The Sacred Heaven Pool was the Duanmu Family's holy ground. Fighting was strictly forbidden here, yet Ye Wen had nearly launched a sneak attack on Chu Tian—and had even intended to kill him. This was the utmost disrespect toward Saint Ancestor Duanmu.

"Uncle Duanmu, I was careless. Chu Tian used a divine ability to ambush me. I refuse to accept this."

Though Ye Wen howled in pain, his voice brimmed with unwilling fury. "I want to face him on the life-and-death arena. If we both go all out, I can definitely kill him."

"Chu Tian, do you dare step onto the life-and-death arena with me?"

Duanmu Lei said grimly, "You were a whole major realm above him, and there was even an element of sneak attack, yet you still lost. If Wan'er hadn't reacted quickly enough to save you, you would already be a corpse. And you still have the nerve to shout? You've thrown your hall master's face into the mud."

Duanmu Lei looked at Chu Tian, shock lurking in his eyes. In the instant Chu Tian struck just now, he had seen many things.

"The Sacred Heaven Pool will remain open for only three minutes. Enter immediately. Ten days from now, I will open the passage again."

The moment Duanmu Lei finished speaking, everyone present came back to their senses. Before they could even dwell on their shock, they began entering the passage in an orderly manner.

After all, not everyone had been born into wealth and status. For most people, the chance to enter the Sacred Heaven Pool was incomparably precious. Miss it once, and they would regret it for life.

"Chu Tian."

Ye Feng's face was still slightly pale. He gave Chu Tian a cold, sinister look before entering the passage with Liu Yun, whose small face was swollen and red.

"Uncle Lei, my apologies."

Chu Tian cupped his fists. He had not wanted to start a major fight before entering the Sacred Heaven Pool either.

"It's fine. I saw everything."

Duanmu Lei smiled faintly, then cast an icy glance at Hui Mei, who was standing there in a daze. "Little bald head, why haven't you gotten in yet? Remember this—if you dare show disrespect to my Duanmu Family's Saint Ancestor, not even Heavenly Fortune Dao Venerable can protect you."

Hui Mei came back to his senses and gave Chu Tian a horrified look before entering the passage alongside him.

His vision darkened slightly. Chu Tian and Hui Mei appeared in a vast bluestone plaza. Dense clouds and mist surrounded the plaza, while the sound of splashing water echoed through the air. Through the water vapor, they could vaguely make out creatures like Divine Dragons swimming back and forth. They were terrifying beyond measure, and deep roars came from all around the plaza.

Their bodies were enormous, likely close to a thousand meters long. They coiled and wound through the mist, their black scales thicker than water vats. A single horn rose from each of their heads, and their eyes brimmed with savage brutality. One careless glance into those eyes was enough to make a person tremble all over, their mind going blank.

"So the legends were true. Saint Ancestor Duanmu really raised a group of pure-blooded flood dragons within the Sacred Heaven Sect." Seeing the dreadful beasts wandering nearby, Hui Mei's face turned slightly pale. Even someone as lawless as him felt his heart and liver tremble upon seeing such terrifying creatures up close.

"Do not look into the flood dragons' eyes. Your spirits cannot bear it."

In the plaza, elders instructed the young prodigies, telling them that this was a foundation left behind for the Sacred Heaven Sect by Saint Ancestor Duanmu. While traveling through the myriad worlds, she had discovered a nest of flood dragon eggs and brought them back to the Sacred Heaven Sect to raise. They had multiplied in the Sacred Heaven Pool for hundreds of thousands of years and would only be released when the sect faced a calamity that could wipe it out.

"It is said that there may even be Emperor Venerable-level flood dragons in the Sacred Heaven Pool that have lived for nearly a hundred thousand years." An elderly Heavenly God sighed in amazement and told the young prodigies, "Saint Ancestor Duanmu's Dao essence and power permeate the area around the Sacred Heaven Pool. Even a Half-step Emperor Venerable cannot use divine abilities or spiritual power here."

The many young male and female prodigies listened humbly to the teachings. As they heard the elders recount Saint Ancestor Duanmu's deeds and the matters requiring attention within the Sacred Heaven Pool, they were deeply shaken and filled with boundless yearning.

"After hundreds of thousands of years, the Dao essence she left behind can still restrict a Half-step Emperor Venerable. Just how powerful was Saint Ancestor Duanmu when she was alive?" a young woman asked curiously.

"Saint Ancestor Duanmu was one of the greatest sect masters in the history of our Sacred Heaven Sect, as well as our only female sect master. During the darkest period of our Sacred Heaven Sect, she saved the entire sect."

An elder shook his head and told them that no one knew exactly how strong Saint Ancestor Duanmu had been. At that time, she had possessed no rival across the entire Hengtian Continent. She had been an invincible figure, someone no one could withstand even a single move from.

Very soon, elders sat down cross-legged and began cultivating, unwilling to waste such precious time.

The Sacred Heaven Pool was saturated with Dao essence, along with the Saint Ancestor's spiritual power and strength. It offered endless benefits to cultivation.

Hui Mei also sighed in admiration. Though he was not a disciple of the Sacred Heaven Sect, he still felt deep yearning for such a supreme figure.

Chu Tian's expression remained calm, but his eyes, filled with dense coldness, continuously searched the area. In the end, he spotted Ye Feng and Liu Yun near the right side of the plaza.

Ye Feng was looking at him as well, his gaze incomparably cold and thick with killing intent. Now that Chu Tian knew Chu Yunshang cultivated the Supreme Yin Yang Art, he was already considering how to deal with the aftermath.

Boom!

The vertical eye between Chu Tian's brows opened, and spiritual power surged forth. His figure vanished from where he stood and, in the next instant, appeared directly before Ye Feng. He threw a punch without hesitation.

His Heavenly Profound Divine Ring on the ring finger of his right hand was faintly glowing, offsetting Saint Ancestor Duanmu's Dao essence and pressure. Thus, even within the Sacred Heaven Pool, he could still use spiritual power and divine abilities.

In the original plot, Ye Fan had relied on the Heavenly Profound Divine Ring to offset Saint Ancestor Duanmu's pressure. Only then had he been able to approach Saint Ancestor Duanmu's body and gain the recognition of Saint Ancestor Duanmu in her childhood.

"You can actually use divine abilities and spiritual power."

Ye Feng reacted swiftly, his pupils widening in fury. Yet as a Body Integration Realm expert, he still managed to react despite Chu Tian's use of a divine ability, meeting Chu Tian's punch with nothing but his physical body.

Pfft!

In an instant, Ye Feng spat blood and staggered back more than ten steps. His eyes were wide, bloodshot veins filling them as he roared, "Chu Tian, why are you not restricted by the Sacred Heaven Pool?"

Everyone in the plaza was utterly stunned. Their eyes were wide as saucers, and they simply could not understand how Chu Tian could use divine abilities and spiritual power.

One had to know that even elders who had Ignited Divine Fire, or possessed even higher cultivation, could only act through the strength of their physical bodies at this moment.

"Chu Tian, stop! You are not allowed to act recklessly within the Saint Ancestor's space!" Duanmu Wan shouted furiously from afar, but now that she could no longer use divine abilities or spiritual power, there was nothing she could do with her physical body alone.

Liu Yun's eyes were filled with terror as she frantically retreated from Chu Tian, afraid of being caught in the attack.

Buzz!

Chu Tian's spiritual power churned, and Dao essence surged. He directly used the Supreme Yin Yang Great Dao Art. Great Dao runes condensed into a giant hand that descended in suppression, beating Ye Feng until he repeatedly coughed up blood and his flesh cracked apart.

Though only one night had passed, he had already comprehended the Supreme Yin Yang Great Dao Art to an extremely profound level. This secret art contained countless transformations, and when used for slaughter, it swept through all opposition.

Though the odds of Ye Feng Igniting Divine Fire within the Sacred Heaven Pool were low, Chu Tian had to prepare for the worst. He did not intend to give Ye Feng the chance to cultivate in the Sacred Heaven Pool. Only then could he plant the Yin-Yang Dao seed inside Ye Feng with absolute certainty.

The rune giant hand swept through the air as Dao essence surged like raging tides. Every strike carried force exceeding ten million jin. An ordinary Spirit Refining cultivator would be crushed into bloody pulp in a single blow. Ye Feng roared again and again as blood poured from his mouth and cracks constantly spread across his body.

"Chu Tian, you don't dare kill me."

Ye Feng was covered in blood, his eyes overflowing with resentment. He nearly roared madly, "So what if you can use divine abilities and spiritual power? You don't dare kill me! Hahaha, you absolutely don't dare kill me."

"Once I get out, I'll definitely make you regret this."

Under such enormous stimulation, and after being beaten so savagely by Chu Tian, Ye Feng's rage drove him nearly mad. Yet before Chu Tian's assault, he had not the slightest ability to fight back. His internal organs had been shattered, blood covered his entire body, and his clothes were torn to pieces.

Chu Tian's gaze was icy as he continuously swung the rune giant hand, making the very air tremble.

Bang, bang, bang...

Heavy impacts echoed through the plaza. Every inch of Ye Feng's bones was shattered until his body lay limply on the ground like a lump of blood-red rotten flesh. Only then did Chu Tian stop. Ye Feng's miserable screams made every person in the plaza feel their hair stand on end, chills crawling down their spines.

The entire process had unfolded almost in the span of a spark flying off flint. By the time many people came back to their senses, Ye Feng—third on the Earth Ranking and sixth on the Integration Ranking—had already been tortured nearly to death by Chu Tian's sudden attack. Of all the bones in his body, only those in his head remained intact.

Even so, Ye Feng, who was in the Body Integration Realm, still possessed immense vitality. At this realm, the physical body and spirit had fused together, allowing him to absorb heaven and earth spiritual energy to nourish his flesh. His vitality was deep and vigorous; as long as his head was not smashed apart, Ye Feng would not completely die.

"Chu Tian, you don't dare kill me." Ye Feng lay limp on the ground, yet he still smiled with a twisted, venomous expression. "Once we leave the Sacred Heaven Pool, I'll make you regret everything you did to me today for the rest of your life."

"Including your sister, Chu Yunshang."