Why Aren't You 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 also Duanmu Lei's niece. In the original plot, she was a fairly important female character. Though her talent fell short of Ye Feng's, the difference 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!

At that moment, a passage suddenly opened above the lake. Vast Dao essence spread through the air, carrying an aura of supreme divinity and holiness.

The Sacred Heaven Pool passage had opened.

Duanmu Lei appeared before the passage, his expression dark 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 sacred ground. Fighting was strictly forbidden here, yet Ye Wen had attacked Chu Tian in what was practically a sneak attack—and with lethal intent at that. This was grave disrespect toward Saint Ancestor Duanmu.

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

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

"Chu Tian, do you dare face me on the life-and-death arena?"

Duanmu Lei said darkly, "You were a whole major realm above him, and you even had the advantage of a 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 utterly disgraced the Hall Master."

Duanmu Lei looked toward Chu Tian, shock flickering in the depths of his eyes. In the instant Chu Tian had struck just now, he had seen many things.

"The Sacred Heaven Pool is open for only three minutes. Enter immediately. In ten days, I will open the passage again."

As soon as Duanmu Lei finished speaking, everyone present snapped back to their senses. With no time to remain shocked, they began entering the passage in an orderly manner.

After all, not everyone came from a noble background. For the vast majority, the chance to enter the Sacred Heaven Pool was incomparably precious. Missing it once would leave them with lifelong regret.

"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 clasped his fists. He had not wanted to engage in a fierce battle before entering the Sacred Heaven Pool either.

"It's fine. Your uncle saw everything."

Duanmu Lei smiled faintly, then cast an icy glance at Hui Mei, who stood there blankly lost in thought. "Little bald head, why aren't you getting in there? Remember, if you dare show any disrespect toward my Duanmu Family's Saint Ancestor, not even Heavenly Fortune Dao Venerable can save you."

Hui Mei came back to his senses. He gave Chu Tian a horrified look, then entered the passage alongside him.

His vision darkened slightly, and Chu Tian and Hui Mei appeared within an enormous bluestone plaza. Thick mist surrounded the plaza, and the sound of splashing water echoed through the air. Through the water vapor, they could vaguely see creatures like Divine Dragons swimming back and forth. They were terrifying beyond compare, and deep roars came from around the plaza.

Their bodies were incomparably massive, likely nearly a thousand meters long. They coiled and twisted, their black scales larger than water jars, single horns rising from their heads. Their eyes brimmed with savage violence. One careless glance into them was enough to make a person tremble all over, their mind going completely blank.

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

"Don't look into the flood dragons' eyes. Your spirits can't withstand it."

In the plaza, older figures instructed the young geniuses, telling them that this was the foundation Saint Ancestor Duanmu had left behind for the Sacred Heaven Sect. While traveling through the Myriad Worlds, she had found a nest of flood dragon eggs and brought them back to the Sacred Heaven Sect to raise. They had multiplied within this Sacred Heaven Pool for hundreds of thousands of years and would only be released when the sect faced a calamity of extermination.

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

The many young male and female geniuses humbly listened to the teachings. As they heard of Saint Ancestor Duanmu's deeds and the precautions to take within the Sacred Heaven Pool, they were deeply shaken—and filled with boundless yearning.

"Even after hundreds of thousands of years, the Dao essence she left behind can still restrict Half-step Emperor Venerables. 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 the only woman. During the darkest period of the 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 no opponent throughout the entire Hengtian Continent. She had been an invincible figure; no one could withstand even a single move from her.

Soon, older figures sat cross-legged and began cultivating, unwilling to waste such precious time.

The Sacred Heaven Pool contained dense Dao essence, along with the Saint Ancestor's flowing spirit and power. It offered endless benefits for cultivation.

Hui Mei repeatedly exclaimed in wonder. Though he was not a disciple of the Sacred Heaven Sect, he still could not help yearning for a supreme figure of such a level.

Chu Tian's expression remained calm, but his eyes, heavy with chilling intent, searched the plaza. At last, near the right side of the plaza, he spotted Ye Feng and Liu Yun.

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 after he saw Ye Feng. Spiritual power surged forth, and his figure vanished from where he stood. In the next instant, he appeared abruptly before Ye Feng and threw a punch without hesitation.

At that moment, the Heavenly Profound Divine Ring on the ring finger of his right hand was glowing faintly, offsetting Saint Ancestor Duanmu's Dao essence and pressure. Thus, even within the Sacred Heaven Pool, he could still wield the power of his spirit 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 the Saint Ancestor in her youthful stage.

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

Ye Feng reacted quickly, his pupils widening furiously. Yet as a Body Integration Realm expert, he still managed to respond despite Chu Tian's use of divine abilities, meeting Chu Tian's punch with his physical body alone.

Pfft!

In an instant, Ye Feng vomited blood and staggered back more than a dozen steps. His eyes were wide open and bloodshot as he roared, "Chu Tian, why aren't you restricted by the Sacred Heaven Pool?"

Everyone in the plaza was utterly stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief. No matter how they thought about it, they could not understand how Chu Tian was able to use divine abilities and spiritual power.

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

"Chu Tian, stop! Do not act recklessly within the Saint Ancestor's space!" Duanmu Wan shouted angrily 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, terrified of being caught in the blast.

Buzz!

Chu Tian's spiritual power churned and Dao essence surged. He directly unleashed the Supreme Yin Yang Great Dao Art, Dao runes condensing into a massive hand that came crashing down, beating Ye Feng until he vomited blood repeatedly and his flesh split apart.

Though it had only been one night, he had already comprehended the Supreme Yin Yang Great Dao Art to an exceptionally profound level. This secret art contained countless transformations, and when used for slaughter, it was unstoppable.

Though Ye Feng's chances of Igniting Divine Fire within the Sacred Heaven Pool were small, Chu Tian was taking no chances. He would not give Ye Feng an opportunity to cultivate within the Sacred Heaven Pool. Only then could he plant the Yin-Yang Dao within Ye Feng's body with absolute certainty.

The rune hand swept through the air as Dao essence roiled like raging waves. Every strike carried a force exceeding ten million jin. An ordinary Refine Spirit cultivator would be crushed into bloody pulp by a single blow. Ye Feng roared again and again under the barrage, vomiting blood without end as his flesh continuously cracked open.

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

Covered in blood, Ye Feng's eyes brimmed with resentment as he nearly crazily roared, "So what if you can use divine abilities and spiritual power? You don't dare kill me! Hahahaha, you absolutely don't dare kill me."

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

Under such immense provocation and Chu Tian's brutal beating, Ye Feng's rage drove him nearly insane. Yet before Chu Tian's assault, he had no power to resist at all. His internal organs had been shattered, his entire body soaked in blood, his clothes torn to pieces.

Chu Tian's gaze was icy as he continued swinging the rune hand, making the very space tremble beneath its blows.

Bang, bang, bang...

Dull, heavy impacts echoed across the plaza. Every inch of Ye Feng's bones was shattered until his body lay limp upon the ground like a lump of blood-red mud. Only then did Chu Tian stop. Ye Feng's miserable screams made every person in the plaza feel their hair stand on end, chilled to the bone.

The entire process had unfolded in the span of a spark flashing off flint. Many had only just come back to their senses when Ye Feng—third on the Earth Ranking and sixth on the Integration Ranking—had already been nearly tortured to death alive by Chu Tian's sudden assault. Of all the bones in his body, only those in his head remained intact.

Even so, Ye Feng, as a Body Integration Realm cultivator, still possessed formidable vitality. At this realm, flesh and spirit had fused together, allowing one to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish the body. His life force was vigorous and immense; as long as his head was not crushed, Ye Feng would not completely die.

"Chu Tian, you don't dare kill me." Ye Feng lay sprawled on the ground, yet he still wore a savage, venomous smile. "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."