Chapter 510 - 505: Get Lost

Passing through the grey sea mist, a clear sky, the azure heavens reflected on the sea surface.

"The demon energy has dispersed." Li Fan whispered as he looked into the distance and asked, "Has the Divine Country and the Demon Emperor divided the sea as their border?"

"Yes, senior." Leng Qingyue bowed beside Li Fan and said, "This is precisely the achievement of the Divine Country. It is said that many years ago, the Sea Domain of the Divine Country was filled with demons. The High Priest founded the Divine Country, expelled demons, and divided the sea as a border, a tale passed down by the citizens of the Divine Country."

"Take me to the Island City." Li Fan said.

"Yes." Leng Qingyue’s gaze hesitated as she looked into the distance, but she still obeyed Li Fan’s command. Li Fan was a Great Cultivator of the Seven Realms, and if his temper was violent, he could easily take her life. Although she had bestowed Li Fan with a Saint’s Treasure, this could not serve as leverage.

The three of them proceeded, and before long, a powerful aura began to seep in from far away.

"The Demon Domain is impassable, have two of your highnesses returned?" A burst of laughter came from afar, causing Leng Qingyue’s face to change drastically. She said, "Senior, those pursuing us also include a Great Cultivator of the Seven Realms."

Li Fan did not respond, continuing forward.

Leng Qingyue’s face turned pale; if Li Fan were to hand them over, she would be helpless.

"If things don’t look right, we’ll end ourselves here." Leng Qingyue sent a message to Leng Lingfeng.

"Sister, perhaps the senior is confident enough in his own strength." Leng Lingfeng replied.

"Let’s hope so." Leng Qingyue prayed in her heart; their fate was no longer in their own control but depended on Li Fan’s decisions.

The parties soon met up, a grand entourage of about thirty cultivators, led by a middle-aged man in fine robes exuding a noble aura. His gaze immediately fell on Li Fan, and he asked, "Who are you, sir?"

"I will protect their lives; you may go back and report." Li Fan said.

Taking someone’s money to ward off calamity, especially for a Holy Level Magical Treasure.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, looking at Li Fan with a hint of a mocking smile, "Do you know what you are saying, sir?"

Within the Divine Country’s territory, who dares claim to protect these two?

"I said, I will protect them." Li Fan repeated.

The middle-aged man fell silent for a moment, his fine robes moving without wind, as an overwhelmingly powerful pressure radiated from him.

"Boom..."

Behind him appeared a massive Dharma Form, with a hand holding a burning sun. Under its light, the temperature of this area of heaven and earth rose sharply, and the sea surface emitted a sizzling sound, the sound of seawater evaporating.

"Be careful, senior; this person is the Left Minister of Sunlight Country, a Great Cultivator of the Seven Realms Middle Realm, who cultivates the Big Sun Dharma Form with extremely powerful attacks." Leng Qingyue warned in a trembling voice, comforted by Li Fan’s words.

Yet, Li Fan’s strength...

"You’ll protect? This minister sees that you are also difficult to protect, seeking your doom." His words fell, and the Dharma Form holding the sun launched towards Li Fan, the sunlight energy burning everything, the palms like a Sun God Seal aiming to kill Li Fan on the spot.

Leng Qingyue and her brother were unable to withstand this pressure, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. However, at this moment, an invisible Sword Intent enveloped them, instantly dispelling the burning sensation.

They looked forward and saw Li Fan wave his hand, a Sword Light slicing across the void, severing the sun-like palms. As another Sword Light cut through the space, the Sunlight Country’s Left Minister displayed a sword mark upon his body.

"Why bother."

A sigh seemed to escape Li Fan’s lips, and the arrogant Left Minister’s body split into two, falling toward the sea.

Leng Qingyue watched the scene of shock unfold, her body involuntarily trembling.

One sword, cut down a Great Cultivator of the Seven Realms Middle Realm.

This young white-clothed Sword Cultivator was more powerful than her father.

"Sister..."

Ye Lingfeng sent a message in a trembling voice, unsure what to say, merely staring dazedly at Li Fan’s back.

"You may return and report." Li Fan did not kill the others; they had no grievances nor animosity. If the opponent had not harbored murder intentions, he would not have struck.

"Leave." Li Fan moved forward controlling his sword, departing with the sister and brother.

The other cultivators looked at the corpse falling into the sea, exchanging glances, feeling as if they survived a calamity.

Where did this terrifying Sword Cultivator come from?

Does such a figure exist within the Divine Country’s territory?

...

Since entering the South Sea, Li Fan finally saw the Island City inhabited by humans.

Standing high in the sky, looking into the distance, they could vaguely see the Island Cities across the sea as if they were connected into a piece.

"Senior, this is Sea Moon City, one of the Island Cities under the Moon Shadow Dynasty, with a population of millions." Leng Qingyue said.

Li Fan nodded, his Divine Sense scanned and covered the Island City, finding it not very large.

"What is the population of the Moon Shadow Dynasty?" Li Fan asked.

"The dynasty’s population is over one hundred million, and the Sea Domain of the Divine Country governs tens of millions." Leng Qingyue replied.

Li Fan nodded, the scale of this maritime Divine Country was not as large as the Da Li Dynasty.

"Find me a place to stay, I need to cultivate for a period." Li Fan said.

"Yes, Senior." Leng Qingyue nodded, and the siblings entered Sea Moon City. Before long, they found a high coastal palace at the edge of the Island City.

Li Fan descended onto the palace. The place had a high elevation, allowing him to see all of Sea Moon City on one side and the coast on the other.

Living by the sea in tranquility, undisturbed — a perfect location.

"I will cultivate here. Do not let anyone disturb me," Li Fan instructed Leng Qingyue.

"Rest assured, Senior. We will keep watch outside for you." Leng Qingyue showed increasing respect towards Li Fan, although he didn’t appear much older than her, his profound cultivation made him awe-inspiring.

The two left the courtyard. Li Fan waved to set up a Sword Veil, and then sat cross-legged, taking out the Eye of the Sea God.

The Eye of the Sea God hovered before him, as Li Fan’s Primordial Spirit entered it. In an instant, a chill spread forth, transforming the area into an icy world.

Within the Eye of the Sea God, Li Fan’s Primordial Spirit appeared in this blue icy world.

An ice-blue Sword of the Great Tao was stabbed into the ground, with threads of Tao energy spreading out, as if forged by the Great Tao.

"This sword suits Lu Yuan. I’ll give it to her when I return," Li Fan said.

However, he could also use it for cultivation.

His journey to the Sea Domain was for the enlightenment of the Great Tao.

"So cold, my Primordial Spirit seems to be freezing, and perception is dull. Is this world formed by the Great Tao?" Li Fan thought to himself. A wave of blazing flames arose from him, yet under the pressure of the Great Tao world, they could not burn within the space and were extinguished, protecting only his Primordial Spirit.

"Hmm?"

Li Fan’s thought moved, lightning traversed through the form of his Primordial Spirit. But as the lightning extended outward, it turned into mere specks of Thunder Light.

"Tao suppression."

Li Fan murmured softly, as a cultivator of the Seven Realms, wherever his Primordial Spirit shone, the Tao was present. Using the Tao of the heavens was normally for his use, but here, wherever his Primordial Spirit shone, the Tao would extinguish.

The Saint’s Path, the Great Tao is mine alone!

Months later.

Outside the palace, atop the coastal cliff, Leng Qingyue stood quietly gazing into the distance, her beautiful eyes appearing somewhat lonely and desolate.

For months, she thought, even if in the future Li Fan led them away, with her talent, revenge might remain... beyond reach.

Just then, a wave of coldness emanated behind her. Turning her head, Leng Qingyue saw the Sword Veil getting frozen, before cracks appeared.

The sound of shattering echoed as the Sword Veil broke due to the extreme cold, a gust of cold wind surged, making Leng Qingyue feel as if she fell into an icy world where everything stood still, including her thoughts.

But this state lasted only a moment, then everything returned to normal. She saw a white-cloaked figure striding forward, long hair flying in the wind.

Looking at the approaching figure, Leng Qingyue’s gaze wavered.

White robe, long sword, a peerless gentleman.

Leng Qingyue bit her lip gently, as if she had made a decision, kneeling on the ground, she bowed to Li Fan and said, "I beg you, master, to teach me cultivation, whether as a disciple or a servant, I wish to serve you all my life."

With such talent, someday Li Fan might surpass the High Priest.

Beside her, Leng Lingfeng was stunned. He knew well how proud his imperial sister had been, a noble princess of the Moon Shadow Dynasty, but now she knelt and bowed willingly, even if it meant being a servant.

His hands clenched tightly, then he also knelt down and said, "I beg you, senior, teach me too."

Li Fan glanced at the two and said, "The Great Tao cannot be taught, cultivation requires self-enlightenment, but you can temporarily follow me for cultivation."

"Boom..."

At that moment, a thunderclap descended, resounding above Sea Moon City.

Li Fan and Leng Qingyue looked up and saw rolling thunderclouds quickly enveloping the entire Island City, with countless Thunder Light falling, resembling an apocalypse.

At this moment, all of Sea Moon City’s residents looked shocked, revealing expressions of fear.

"It was you who killed the Left Minister."

A voice came from beyond the heavens, and the sky seemed to split open with cracks, from which figures continually emerged, standing above Sea Moon City.

Each figure appeared godlike, exuding supreme majesty, suppressing Sea Moon City.

At this moment, the Island City of Sea Moon appeared infinitely small.

They were all Great Cultivators of the Seven Realms.

"Cultivators of the Seven Countries!"

Still kneeling, Leng Qingyue’s face turned pale. Was this the influence of the High Priest?

In the Divine Country Territory, top-tier Great Cultivators from the Seven affiliated dynasties of the Seven Countries appeared simultaneously.

She glanced up at Li Fan, only to see the white-cloaked figure slightly lifting his head to gaze at the arrivals, eyes like swords, and said, "Leave!"

His single word thundered above Sea Moon City, making Leng Qingyue’s heart tremble, her chest heaving tumultuously.

To tell the cultivators of the Seven Countries to leave!