"Your two younger brothers didn't have an easy childhood. I know the Xiao Er is a bit arrogant, but they are still your brothers, blood is thicker than water. I wanted to discipline him properly, but unfortunately he valued power too much, which led him astray..."
Ye Fan remained silent, only nodding to indicate that he would handle everything.
His initial anger stemmed from the fact that the pheasant spirit claimed to be his false mother and spread rumors in front of others.
But now everything is clear: the Zhi Ji's family had been kind to my father.
As a junior, he had no way to intervene directly, so he could only subtly suggest that his father properly restrain the other party...
After the father-son game ended, Star Sovereign Ye left with mixed feelings, taking his half-brother Ye Er with him before he left.
Poor Ye Er, he was bound by a golden light in his sleep, and was so frightened that he immediately revealed his true form.
It turned out to be a seven-foot-tall golden pheasant, quite magnificent, though its species was somewhat awkward.
Seeing Ye Er's reaction, Ye Fan remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was very dissatisfied with Ye Er's temperament and planned to take him back to toughen him up.
In his view, Ye Er was not even as good as many spoiled brats; at least those people had confidence.
Ye Er's arrogance was merely feigned; deep down, he was incredibly insecure.
Who exactly is it?
Within the golden light, the seven-colored pheasant roared and struggled incessantly. Ye Er was truly enraged. How dare someone from the mighty Great Luo Heaven try to capture him? Did they truly have no laws of immortality?
"My elder brother is Ye Fan, the Sacred Body... Ah!"
Just as Ye Er uttered the source of his confidence, he heard a cold snort that sent a shiver down his spine, as if he had just escaped death.
At the same time, the golden light receded and transformed into an exquisite pagoda, inside which lightning and fire suppressed it.
Ye Er's background was shallow, and he was only at the Immortal Platform Second Heaven, built up with resources. How could he withstand such torment? Tears and snot streamed down his face, and he screamed repeatedly, accompanied by curses.
"You... are dead... once my elder brother... achieves the Great Perfection of His Sacred Body..."
Chapter 697 How dare you provoke me?
Even after Ye Er revealed his background, the sea of lightning and fire remained blazing, showing no sign of retreating.
It was as if the person behind him didn't care at all about his Tongtian connections.
"How so..."
All of this left the second young master of the Ye Family somewhat bewildered. In his mind, the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body of the Great Saint Realm was already a pillar supporting the sky, unattainable, and could be described as a legendary figure.
Moreover, with a Palace Master-level being valuing him, logically speaking, no one in Kunlun could take him down.
Still in the Great Luo Heaven, filled with Heavenly Dao Killing Arrays...
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Ye Er's eyes narrowed, a bad premonition rising in his heart. He roared and tried to take flight.
But all his efforts were in vain. A giant skeletal hand made of golden light appeared out of thin air in the sea of fire, and easily grabbed him as if he were a chick.
No matter how the person in the palm resisted, it was useless. Instead, their ribs were shattered and blood flowed freely, staining their seven-colored feathers red.
"Just now, you said your elder brother is Ye Fan? Is he very strong?"
From the bottom of the vast abyss of the Qing Ming, a Daoist voice, devoid of emotion, echoed, as if it were the murmur of Chaos demon god, carrying unfathomable power of law, causing the exquisite pagoda to tremble.
This divine sound also cleansed the soul sea of the bound demon, reaching far and wide, making Ye Er feel a sense of insignificance.
Sage!
He was even stronger than the Supreme Purity Sect Saint he had ever met.
Without a doubt, the opponent is definitely a being above the Saint Realm, and is capable of reigning supreme among Saints.
But how could Saint King not know the illustrious reputation of his elder brother?
Ye Lao'er's mind raced, guessing that the other party might be an old monster who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years.
After all, his elder brother's fame had only risen in the last one or two hundred years, while many Saint would often go into seclusion to comprehend the Dao for hundreds or even thousands of years. It was understandable that he was unfamiliar with the geniuses of later generations.
but...
Even if it was a misunderstanding, I'll remember this grudge!
Thinking of this, Ye Er spat out a mouthful of turbid blood, his eyes flashing with a sinister light, and shouted with dark hatred, "I am Ye Fan's second brother, a core disciple of the Supreme Purity Sect. My elder brother, Ye Fan, is the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, and was bestowed the title of Southern Dipper Star Sovereign by the Ming Hall. Now that you have arrived in the Great Luo Heaven, how can you not recognize the name of Star Sovereign Ye!"
Ye Fan's face darkened; he now understood the true nature of this cheap second son.
Seeing that the other party had not continued to attack, Ye Er secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the other party was also somewhat wary. He continued, "If you release me immediately, today will be considered as if it never happened. Otherwise, if my elder brother finds out about this, he will definitely be furious..."
At this moment, Ye Fan felt a nameless rage rise within him.
I despise those who flaunt their power and influence by using other people's names.
In an instant, the surface of that golden bone palm was covered with tens of millions of threads of Dao principles, as if it had flesh and blood, and its entire body turned reddish-gold, becoming even more dazzling.
"Bang!"
This time, Ye Er let out a loud cry, spitting blood from his mouth. His two wings were almost shattered, which enraged him.
"You..."
"Smack!"
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Fan's golden handprint struck down again. The young Ye Er coughed up blood, tumbled several times, and broke seven or eight bones. He was in a terrible state.
Ye Fan dealt a heavy blow to his half-brother.
In his view, to cure the other party's "stubborn illness," severe measures must be taken.
"You do have some skill. If it were any other Immortal Platform Second Heaven, they would have been reduced to bloody pulp by now, but you've managed to hold on."
Seeing Ye Er struggle to stand up, showing some spirit, Ye Fan nodded inwardly. Although Ye Er's bloodline was ordinary, he was still much stronger than an ordinary person.
This golden pheasant bloodline seems insignificant to me.
A single grain of dust can fill the sea; a single blade of grass can cut down the Sun-Moon, and stars.
In the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, as long as one's Dao heart is firm, even a pheasant can transform into Huang.
This evolutionary secret technique is extremely rare; only a handful of Emperor Scripture can Tongtian and Dragon Transformation.
Like the Quasi-Emperor pheasant trapped in the Mars, it was because it lacked the Phoenix Transformation Scripture that it had not shed its pheasant form even after reaching the Quasi-Emperor Third Heaven.
If Dragon Transformation, one can seek the " Demon Emperor Scripture ".
Transforming into Huang is much more difficult. The only supreme Dao Scripture comparable to the " Demon Emperor Scripture " is the " Undying Divine Phoenix Scripture," which contains the secret technique of evolution.
Both of these scriptures are supreme treasures that are difficult for ordinary people to attain...
But when Ye Er heard these words, his face turned red, his blood boiled, and he was furious. He felt it was a humiliation.
"If you have the guts, then kill me! My elder brother will avenge you, and you'll die a horrible death!" Ye Er's eyes blazed with fury, defiant and unyielding, completely unaware that his fate had become intertwined with that of a certain second son of the Wang Clan.
"Smack!"
Ye Fan, completely unfazed, slapped the chicken on the head, making Ye Er Venus and almost cry.
Poor thing, this young pheasant had never suffered such humiliation in his life; his bones were almost crushed.
But strangely, this slap brought him back to human form from his chicken body.
"He doesn't have much skill, but he's got a lot of guts. Your elder brother is just a newly promoted Great Saint, what's so special about him?"
"You're ignorant. So what if you're Great Saint? My elder brother has even defeated the offspring of Ancient Emperor. His Sacred Body is invincible among those of the same level; he's an unparalleled legend. He can defeat you from the first level to the ninth. He could destroy you with a single finger. He's killed more Great Saint than you've ever seen!"
"Don't think you're the Great Saint. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, we'll find you!" Sixteen-year-old Ye Er shouted, his face as red as blood.
He was truly furious. He knew that the other party hadn't killed him and had restored him to human form, so they must have some reservations. Since that was the case, he had no intention of putting up with it.
The Ye Family is not afraid of trouble, much less of causing trouble.
Zhi Ji kept telling him that those who dared not cause trouble were mediocre!
It's already a miracle that someone with connections like him hasn't humiliated others. Today, he actually got ambushed.
"How dare you provoke me..."
Hearing such extremely defiant and arrogant words, Ye Fan's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Children of that age are generally detestable, but this is the first time I've seen someone act so brazenly.
Especially when thinking of Wang Teng's younger brother, Wang Chong, who is now Saint, exceptionally talented, guarding a region, and recognized by the older generation of Saint.
And this unlucky thing of mine.
Compared to the neighbor's child, Ye Fan became increasingly angry, feeling that his family was unfortunate, and began to "educate" him on physics again.
"Boom!"
Blood and qi surged forth, carrying a powerful aura. The golden-patterned hand pressed down, like a door to a new world opening, revealing countless auspicious rays. This time, it wouldn't strike the bones, but would instead target the Bear Child's bottom.
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
In an instant, a shrill scream echoed through the space. The Golden Pheasant Prince was enraged; his buttocks swelled to twice their original size and began to bleed.
He has suffered this humiliation today!
His humiliation is the humiliation of the Ye Family!
It was my elder brother who suffered this humiliation!
This is worse than killing him!
"Old man, even if you kill me, you won't live long yourself."
"Suppressing the Forbidden Zone Heir and claiming supremacy, battling countless heroes and surviving unscathed, my eldest brother is destined for greatness, becoming Supreme being!"
Chapter 698 Last Night's Stars, Last Night's Wind, The Widow Cultivates Heavenly Skills Within the Gate
"Just you wait, the Ye Clan will not forgive you, you... you..."
Just as Ye Er continued to roar, countless golden particles rapidly combined to form a face as cold and stern as if carved by a knife.
It was a face comparable to a mountain, with pupils as bright as the Sun-Moon, and a gaze sharp as knives that pierced the heart of the second son of the Ye Family, piercing through all his pride with a soft thud.