The beginning of the game "The King of Heroes"

Chapter 310: Ye Fan's Experiences in Bajing Palace, Traces of the Underworld
The meteor fell into a fairyland. There was a loud bang, the sky shook and the earth trembled. A cliff collapsed, raising a lot of smoke and dust and rocks flying everywhere.

Next to it, a silver waterfall splashed waves all over the sky. All the spiritual trees around it were broken, and all the precious grasses were fallen and in disarray.

A group of spiritual birds wailed, flew into the sky in fright, and fled far away.

Ye Fan poked his head out of the cauldron, and what came into view was a piece of fairyland, filled with misty air everywhere, and endless auspicious rays of light.

"Excuse me, is this person Fellow Daoist Ye?" Before Ye Fan could take a few more glances, a boy with red lips and white teeth appeared in front of Ye Fan. He looked at Ye Fan's face in a daze.

"How do you know my last name is Ye!" Ye Fan was surprised. As soon as he landed, someone asked him his name.

"My ancestor deduced that this piece of cliff was about to be in danger of a disaster, and it was broken by a young man named Ye riding a tripod." The boy spoke with a respectful tone, his eyes unconsciously looking at the tripod under Ye Fan's feet.

The tripod made of Yuhua blue gold, with a mysterious yellow light flowing through it, is truly a rare treasure in the world. Even the ancient emperors would be attracted by it.

Ye Fan was greatly shocked. He hadn't even arrived at this ancient star yet, but someone had already predicted his arrival. Wasn't this method too incredible? !
Ye Fan, with an inexplicable emotion, hurriedly asked: "Who is your ancestor?"

"The Master of Bajing Palace!" said the boy with red lips and white teeth proudly.

"The Lord of Bajing Palace? Laozi?!" Ye Fan was stunned and shocked. Could it be that when Laozi went west through Hangu Pass, he not only went to Beidou, but also arrived at Ziwei? He settled down here and left behind his Taoist tradition.

"Bajing Palace? Is it the Bajing Palace in Xuandu Cave of Daluotian?" Ye Fan asked anxiously.

"It's the Eight Scenery Palace in the Holy Land of Taiqing!" the boy corrected.

"Taiqing Holy Land? Is it really me?" Ye Fan took a breath of cold air.

Then, Ye Fan bowed and said solemnly: "I am Ye Fan!"

"My lord, please come over and see me!" At this time, a bell-like voice sounded, and a tall figure came towards them.

This was actually an ancient demon god, his entire body was black gold, with unstoppable holy power bursting out with every breath he took, and holy light flowing around him. The world was moving in rhythm with him, and his every move seemed to be shattering the universe.

Ye Fan had a strange look on his face. Wang Teng used ancient creatures as slaves, and this master of the Bajing Palace, whose background was unknown, also used the ancestor king as a slave.

Is this popular these days?
Ye Fan wondered whether he should also accept an ancient creature as his younger brother.

"Greetings, Thousand-Armed Great Sage!" The boy with red lips and white teeth hurriedly saluted.

The Thousand-Armed Great Sage nodded silently as a return gesture.

"Great Sage!" Ye Fan's pupils shrank in shock. He originally thought that the Thousand-Armed Demon God in front of him was just an ancestor king, but he never expected that it was actually a Great Sage.

And he could make the Great Sage bow down to him? Could it be that the Lord of Bajing Palace is a quasi-emperor!
Ye Fan had a lot of thoughts in his mind: "But if it is the old man in my impression, it is possible."

Ye Fan was shocked by the Thousand-Handed Great Sage's cultivation level, and he was also shocked by Ye Fan's appearance.

"This face? Could it be the master's brother?" The Thousand-Handed Demon God had a lot of thoughts in his mind and was quite polite to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan followed the Thousand-Handed Demon God and walked towards the Bajing Palace.

These ancient clan kings were used as test subjects by Qin Tian. The most dangerous stage of the experiment had already been passed by the Taiyin Cult. In addition, as saints, they had powerful origins. During the experiment, except for a few unlucky ones who were blown into powder, the others were still alive.

The surviving ancestral kings were really afraid of being experimented on again, and they all requested to submit to Qin Tian.

Qin Tian thought about it for a moment and agreed to their request. The method to open up the second secret realm had already been determined, so there was no need for test subjects for the time being.

Moreover, he did lack some subordinates whom he could directly command, and it was too troublesome for him to do all the trivial matters himself.

For example, if he had soldiers under his command, why would he need to do it himself? With one order, millions of troops would march out, and with a slight wave of a feather fan, the masts and oars would be reduced to ashes.

At first, these ancient kings chose to submit to Qin Tian out of fear.

However, when they learned about Qin Tian's age and realm, they were all shocked. Because of the existence of Yang Shen, Qin Tian's breath was vague in their perception.

They originally thought that Qin Tian's saintly realm was a fake in order to make them let their guard down.

In fact, he is already on par with them and is a great saint.

After all, for a saint to go against the Great Sage is too against the will of Heaven. In their opinion, even the ancient emperors might not be able to do it when they were young.

However, the truth was far more exaggerated than they had speculated.

Not only was he really just a saint, he was also incredibly young, only in his early thirties.

Such talent and fighting power shocked them all, and they all sincerely recognized Qin Tian as their master.

They believed that Qin Tian had the qualities to be an emperor and had the potential to surpass all emperors of ancient and modern times.

Compared with him, the emperor's son is nothing. He is not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

They firmly believed that Qin Tian had the hope of rebuilding the heaven and teaching people to become immortals.

After understanding each other for some time, they have also realized that this era has arrived at the time of their scheduled revival, and the path to becoming immortal will begin in this life.

They know very well that with their own qualifications, it would be difficult to become an immortal even if the path to becoming an immortal was opened. Their only hope is to serve a being who has the potential to become an emperor or an immortal, and follow his teachings to become an immortal.

Using the body of a saint to suppress the three great saints, this scene is like a myth. Not to mention unprecedented and unparalleled, at least according to their understanding, even the Fighting Saint Emperor could not do it when he was young.

If he cannot become an immortal, who else in the world can become an immortal?

Therefore, they were willing to become Qin Tian's followers.

Ye Fan followed the Thousand-Armed Demon God and traveled through the Holy Land of Taiqing. The five thousand words of morality in the purple Taoist palace echoed in his ears, which made people feel enlightened.

Outside the Taoist Palace, two god-like beings stood.

One has golden hair and two pairs of dragon horns on her forehead, shining brightly. The other has silver hair and a unicorn scale between her eyebrows, sparkling with colorful rays of light, exuding a sacred and auspicious aura.

When Ye Fan saw these two great saints, his eyes focused and he looked at their foreheads carefully.

"Could these be the legendary King of Golden Horn and King of Silver Horn?" Ye Fan looked at the two people with such appearance, his expression gradually becoming strange.

"Well, the gold horn has two horns, which is normal, but the silver horn has... scales?"

"Well, it's normal that the real thing doesn't match the picture." Ye Fan seemed to be thinking about something, with an indescribable expression on his face: "Is it just that I'm a little older?"

"That's right. After all, he lived thousands of years ago. It's normal for him to be a little older." Ye Fan justified himself.

"This is the guest invited by the master." said the Thousand-Handed Demon.

The two nodded and pushed open the door. Suddenly, a thousand-foot-high purple air came from the east, and all kinds of auspicious clouds filled the air. In the Eight Scenery Palace, a young celestial being sat on a cloud bed, with a cloud of celebration floating above his head, and a blue lotus of the Great Dao on it vividly, with lotus leaves turning, dropping wisps of clear light, and countless golden lamps and garlands floating up and down.

From beneath him, there are thirty-three layers of heaven standing horizontally, extremely vast and boundless. There are the evolution of yin and yang innate qi, which give rise to the two-pole dust, and the four symbols stepping on the sky, tearing the universe apart. Each layer of the sky is extremely real, with countless living beings in the red dust, monks attaining enlightenment, fairies weeping blood, gods and demons roaring, which is chilling.

Looking directly at that young celestial being was like peering into the boundless starry sky.

Compared to those strange visions, Ye Fan looked up and discovered something even more horrifying. He saw a face that was extremely similar to his.

Ye Fan's mouth twitched, and he felt a headache: "No way, no way, I also have a face like me?!"

"How can I be so worthy of this?"

Ye Fan's heart sank. He never expected this.

His old worries came true.

He really has a common face!

There is a creature who looks like him on every planet.

So is Beidou and Ziwei.

Including himself on Earth, there are already three people in total. Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Is there any secret about this face?" In this life, Ye Fan realized this problem in advance by accident.

"Ye Fan, long time no see." Qin Tian said.

Ye Fan was startled, then he thought of something.

"Little Heavenly Venerable!" Ye Fan asked tentatively.

Qin Tian nodded with a smile on his face: "It's me!"

"You scared me!" Ye Fan let out a long sigh and patted his chest.

"I thought I really had an ordinary face." Ye Fan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He really thought that there was a person with a similar face on every planet.

One or two could be considered a coincidence, but three?

In his understanding, on every planet he visited, there was a person who looked like him, and they were all geniuses, including himself, and they all had a strong ability to cause trouble.

The most important thing is that among this group of cultivators with similar faces, Ye Fan is the weakest.

Those who have grudges against them, and cannot defeat these people, take their anger out on Ye Fan, a substitute.

Don’t ask him why he thinks so. Beidou’s experience is really hard to describe.

"No wonder I didn't see you in Beidou in the early years. It turns out that you ran away to the outer domain and became the Supreme Lord."

Qin Tian chuckled. He knew how Ye Fan felt. When he first met Ye Fan, he saw a face that looked like his own and was much more shocked than he was at this moment.

"When I saw the golden and silver horns at the door, I actually thought it was that old man arriving." Ye Fan said casually.

By now, he has long understood that what he was practicing was not the Great Heavenly Immortal Art at all, but the Immortal Heavenly Art of the Henren Emperor. There is no Bodhi Patriarch in the world, only a naughty kid who knows Journey to the West.

"Golden Horn and Silver Horn?" Qin Tian chuckled and glanced at the tops of their heads: "Indeed, there are some similarities."

"How about this, the two Taoist names of Golden Horn and Silver Horn will be bestowed upon you two." Qin Tian said to the two great saints outside the door.

"Thank you, my lord!" Jinjiao and Yinjiao bowed in thanks.

……

When Ye Fan arrived in Ziwei from outside the domain, a creature from outside the domain also arrived in front of the ruins of the Taiyin Divine Sect. He was filled with yin and coldness, and darkness spread wherever he passed, naturally suppressing the sunlight.

This is a Yin God, a god born from endless corpses, a creature conceived in death.

He stared at the ruins and asked coldly, "The Taiyin Divine Cult was destroyed?"

"No wonder the Dark Bamboo was not handed in on time?!"

As a major force that has lasted for three eras, they must have various forces under their command to rely on and contribute various resources.

In the past, in order to study the mysteries of the chaotic body, the Supreme of the Underworld took action and captured the bloodline of the sun, causing the Sun God Dynasty that originally ruled a star field to decline directly. Even if all their strength was used, it was of no avail and they could not contend with the power of the Supreme.

The Sun Emperor Tower, which the Sun God Dynasty relied on, also disappeared in this battle, its foundation was destroyed, and even the complete Sun Emperor Scripture was lost.

From being a superpower that ruled an entire galaxy, it has fallen to the point where it is now on the verge of extinction.

The same was true for the Taiyin Dynasty. The imperial soldier, the Taiyin Seal, shattered in a dark turmoil. Without the suppression of the imperial soldiers, the Taiyin Cult gradually declined, until not long ago, when it was attacked and destroyed by the slaves.

The reason why the evil saint Taiyin was able to destroy his master with his servant was because he received help from the underworld.

He became a hidden pawn of the underworld, monitoring the ancient star Ziwei and contributing dark bamboo and corpses to the underworld.

"Although the Taiyin Divine Cult is just a hidden pawn of my underworld, it is insignificant."

"But...it is definitely not something you can destroy."

"Anyone who dares to touch my underworld is seeking his own death!"

"The Lord of Bajing Palace?" The Yin God muttered to himself, "The underworld is the final destination of all living beings. No one can escape it, and you are no exception. You are destined to fall into the underworld."

As the black fog rose, the Yin God disappeared.

Qin Tian said: "That's for sure!"

"If I don't go to the underworld, who will?"

"I am also the legitimate second-generation Lord of the Underworld, the Son of the Underworld!"

In response, Qin Tian said, brother, you are right, I was born to go to the underworld.

However, before going to the underworld, he still needs to make some small preparations and clear out the people around him.

(End of this chapter)