Ancestor Fang Jin Had Gone Mad

The deity within the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron was actually being forced into slumber!

How was that possible!

That was an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon!

Yet the truth was unfolding before their eyes. The Luo Family ancestor was actually a Quasi-Emperor-who could have imagined it? Legend held that a single drop of an ancient Saint's blood could slay a Great Power, and a strand of their hair rivaled a divine weapon. This man was a Quasi-Emperor who surpassed even the ancient Saints, and he had forcibly driven the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron into slumber.

Fang Jin, who had awakened the Emperor Weapon, suffered a violent backlash from the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell from the sky.

"Ancestor Fang Jin!"

Someone cried out in alarm and hurried forward to catch Fang Jin.

Luo Yan looked up at the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron, which continued to radiate Extreme Dao power in midair, pressing down on the surrounding space until it nearly collapsed. He felt tempted.

"Not good! He wants to seize the Emperor Weapon!" A Saint King sealed within divine source instantly saw through Luo Yan's intent. He broke free of the divine source and acted first, using a secret technique to retrieve the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron.

Watching the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron fly away, Luo Yan made no move to stop it.

Even if he got his hands on it, it would be troublesome to handle. Unless he constantly suppressed the deity within the Emperor Weapon and prevented it from awakening, it would simply fly away and return to the Yaoguang Holy Land once its deity revived.

Suppressing an Emperor Weapon was a thankless task, and Luo Yan had no energy to keep it suppressed forever.

But Luo Yan was not about to stop there. He drew the Precious Sword from Donkey's back and, with the Time Mirror above his head, slashed downward.

Rumble!

A long, narrow fissure split open through the middle of the Yaoguang Holy Land. Viewed from high above, it seemed to cleave the entire holy land in two. Even the Quasi-Emperor formation patterns could not withstand the might of that strike.

Luo Yan had not quite dared to use his full strength. Otherwise, the Yaoguang Holy Land would already have been sunk into the earth.

The Yaoguang Holy Land itself had been built atop a great tomb, and buried within that tomb was, naturally, the body of the Ruthless Great Emperor from one of her lifetimes.

When it came to Ruthless, Luo Yan did not yet dare delve too deeply.

Out of consideration for Ruthless, Luo Yan had not dared go too far. But he had no intention of showing the people of the Yaoguang Holy Land a pleasant face.

"Are you the current Luo Family Head?"

A rather honest-looking man answered, "This junior, Luo Feng, pays his respects to the ancestor! I am indeed the current Luo Family Head."

Luo Yan wasted no words. "Do you remember who attacked the Luo Family that day? Names or portraits, either will do. Make me a list!"

"Yes, Ancestor!" Luo Feng immediately summoned the other clansmen and began piecing together their recollections. Before long, they had drawn up a list, which he respectfully presented to Luo Yan with both hands.

Luo Yuan glanced over it, and the entire holy land abruptly plunged into darkness, as though some force had shrouded it.

The holy land's experts were alarmed, as was the Great Saint hidden in the shadows. Only someone at his realm could truly comprehend how terrifying the man outside was.

With a single thought, he could cut down the sun, moon, and stars! If he did not restrain his own might, his terrifying aura alone could slaughter all the cultivators in an entire region. Only Saints could barely endure it.

He was getting serious!

"Cui Jinhua!"

This time, the call did not go unanswered within the holy land. A man concealed in the shadows stepped out of the darkness, seemingly summoned by those words. His eyes were filled with terror and panic.

Thud! Cui Jinhua was merely a Dao-Slaying King. Faced with an existence who already had half a foot across the threshold of becoming an emperor through an alternative path, he dropped to his knees almost instinctively, without the slightest thought of resistance.

His words became law! This was the power of a Saint!

"Where is Luo Yixian?"

Feeling his meridians and Immortal Platform breaking apart inch by inch, Cui Jinhua was filled with regret. The Luo Family ancestor was actually this powerful! Even the holy land's Saint ancestors were no match for him, and even an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon paled before him.

Cui Jinhua took out a gourd and handed it to Luo Feng. This was a Saint-grade treasure containing its own space, a small world within which Luo Yixian had been imprisoned.

"I am willing to take my own life here. I only ask that you spare the innocent, Senior!" he said.

Luo Yan gave him an indifferent glance. "Take your own life? What a lovely dream! You didn't kill yourself before, but now that you see no hope of survival, you want to escape torment through suicide? Where in this world would you find such a bargain?

"And you ask me not to harm the innocent? You make yourself sound so righteous, but aren't you merely trying to stand on the moral high ground and bind me with righteousness? Even if I kill you, you would still leave behind a good name!

"Unfortunately for you, what I hate most in this life is a false gentleman and true villain like you!"

Cui Jinhua's expression changed drastically. His intentions had been exposed. He hastily severed his own meridians, trying to end his life on the spot.

But before a Quasi-Emperor who could make the sun, moon, stars, and all the gods and buddhas of the heavens lose their luster, such means of suicide were little more than child's play, utterly useless.

I can't even kill myself? Terror filled Cui Jinhua's heart.

"Aah-my Immortal Platform!"

The man had clearly done nothing, yet Cui Jinhua's Immortal Platform was collapsing at that very moment! In the blink of an eye, Cui Jinhua fell from a Dao-Slaying King to a cripple.

Luo Yan then said to Luo Feng, "I'll leave this man for you to deal with!"

Luo Feng stepped forward respectfully. "Yes, Ancestor!"

"Everyone, this man harbored malicious intentions and attempted to provoke conflict between the Luo Family outside and the Yaoguang Holy Land. Now, on your behalf, I shall expel him from the Yaoguang Holy Land and hand him over to my Luo Family. Does anyone object?" Luo Yan asked.

"You are absolutely right, Senior! This man harbored malicious intentions. Deal with him as you please. We have no objections!" said the Saint King holding the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron.

Who dared object?

If they could not reach a resolution that satisfied this man today, the Yaoguang Holy Land would face utter annihilation!

Even the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron had been forced into slumber. A living Quasi-Emperor... who could resist him?

Luo Yan looked at the list again and called out the names one by one.

"Spare me, Senior! I was wrong!"

"Senior, we didn't mean it!"

"Senior, I am willing to serve the Luo Family for the rest of my life, to toil like an ox or horse! Please spare this worthless life of mine!"

One agonized cry after another suddenly rang out within the holy land.

Most of these people were elders of the Yaoguang Holy Land, figures normally treated with respect and flattery. Yet now, every last one of them wailed as they aged before everyone's eyes, their lifespans stripped away. In the blink of an eye, nothing remained but skin and bones.

These were all people who had participated in the attack on the Luo Family, and now their reckoning had come. Though they belonged to the holy land, not a single person stepped forward for them.

They had brought all of this upon themselves!

If not for them, how could the Yaoguang Holy Land possibly have provoked such a formidable enemy?

Even at its most glorious, the Yaoguang Holy Land would not have dared provoke a Quasi-Emperor with little lifespan remaining!

Once an expert of this caliber went mad, never mind one Yaoguang Holy Land-even ten would not be enough for him to slaughter!

Unless an Ancient Great Emperor returned to life, no one could stop him.

"I remember! Hahaha! I remember! I remember everything!" A crazed voice rang out within the holy land. Fang Jin wore a deranged expression as he stared at him as though looking at a monster.

"So that's how it was!"

"So that's how it was!"

The holy land's elders were startled. The Yaoguang Holy Lord suddenly appeared beside Fang Jin, reached out to examine him, and announced something shocking. "Ancestor Fang Jin... has gone mad?"

Luo Yan was taken aback. Only after examining him did he discover the reason.

It turned out that Fang Jin had become a Saint by cultivating the techniques of the Ruthless One Lineage. But something had gone wrong during his cultivation, causing him to suffer cultivation deviation, and he had been sealed within divine source. Only within divine source could he maintain a clear mind.

He had already risked cultivation deviation at any moment by emerging into the world, and then he had suffered the backlash of the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron. Now that backlash had driven him completely mad. He had utterly succumbed to cultivation deviation and no longer recognized even his closest kin.

"Wrong. We were all wrong!"

"That man... hahaha... we were all wrong..."

As he spoke, Fang Jin walked out of the holy land and vanished. No one dared stop him.

In Fang Jin's current condition, he would certainly not live long... at most, he could linger in a muddled stupor for another half a year.