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The news of Wang Gan becoming the Holy Son of Yao Guang quickly spread throughout the Eastern Wilderness, causing quite a stir.

But what's even more remarkable than Wang Gan's defeat of the Holy Son of Yao Guang is that he single-handedly carried the inheritance of two holy lands, and the legend that he entered the realm of the Eight Forbidden Realms!

When Tu Tian intercepted Wang Gan, Wang Gan used all his power of the Eight Forbidden Forces. Although it was only for a fleeting moment, it was noticed by those who were interested.

Ji family.

"This guy has gotten stronger again, as expected."

Ji Ziyue's eyes remained as clear as water, and her hair as black as clouds. When she spoke of Wang Gan, her expression became complicated.

After parting ways with her, this guy's cultivation level continued to advance by leaps and bounds, and he even inherited the Tianxuan legacy, becoming the Holy Son of Yaoguang.

"Ziyue, do you think he's really gone that far?"

Ji Haoyue muttered to herself, somewhat uneasy.

In his last battle with Wang Gan, although he was interrupted by the Tianxuan inheritance, Ji Haoyue was indeed slightly inferior in the final blow and was at a disadvantage, which meant that he had already been defeated by Wang Gan once.

This was undoubtedly an unacceptable thing for the proud and arrogant Ji family's divine body!

"It might not be possible for others, after all, the Eight Forbidden Domains have been inaccessible for many years since the Jiang family's God King."

"But if it were him, perhaps that's a possibility."

Ji Ziyue sighed.

Although Wang Gan was domineering and unpredictable, she had witnessed his exceptional talent. She had only explained the Void Technique once, and Wang Gan was able to grasp almost everything.

"Next time... I'm definitely going to win!"

Ji Haoyue snorted coldly, her spirits still high, believing that she had only been slightly inferior last time.

He plans to go into seclusion to cultivate the Void Scripture, striving to defeat Wang Gan as soon as possible and become the number one in the Eastern Wilderness!

"And Ziyue, stay away from him!"

the other side,
The Azure Dragon King's Small World.

"The Eight Forbidden Domains? Could it be just something those humans are bragging about?"

A blond, imposing man laughed wildly upon hearing the news.

He possessed the bloodline of the ancient Heavenly Roc and cultivated for over twenty years. He was widely recognized as the number one prodigy of the Northern Wilderness demon race, on par with the Ji family's divine body, and had not even touched the threshold of the Eight Forbidden Realms.

How could a mere upstart human, who isn't even a god, possibly get ahead of him in entering the forbidden realm?

“Brother Peng, don’t underestimate Wang Gan. It’s said that he comes from the ancient forbidden land, has a mysterious background, and once defeated Ji Haoyue. He also inherited the legacy of the Tianxuan Holy Land thousands of years ago. His luck and talent are not much different from Wang Teng of the Northern Region.”

The little dragon king in green robes showed no sign of underestimating his opponent, and his expression remained serious.

Golden-Winged Roc King raised his cup and drank alone, ignoring his words. Clearly, geniuses at this level, unless truly defeated, are extremely arrogant and will not change their minds.

"Whether it's a dragon or a worm, we'll find out in a battle."

The Golden-Winged Roc King's lips curled into a smile, exuding an aura of wildness.

"Didn't we hear about the Nine Secrets in Licheng recently? All the geniuses of the Eastern Wilderness will surely come then, and I'll have a good chance to see what he's made of!"

Zishan

"We shouldn't have listened to that Wang Gan guy's nonsense in this godforsaken place."

"Coming to this godforsaken place to look for the so-called Source Book!"

Ye Fan spat, feeling the eerie wind howling nearby, shadowy and indistinct, exuding a certain deathly aura.

If it weren't for the stone armor crafted from divine energy protecting him, even with his primordial holy body, he would likely have been frozen solid by the deathly stillness of this place. Ye Fan sighed.

He has already joined the Tianxuan Holy Land and become a Tianxuan Holy Son. Not only does he not receive the allowances of a Holy Son, but he also has to solve his own resource problems. It's outrageous!
Wang Gan stated that if the Holy Body were allowed to be freely consumed, even the Yao Guang Holy Land would be impoverished, let alone him, the Holy Son of Yao Guang.

Since Tianxuan Holy Land hadn't left him any resources, after some consideration, Wang Gan decided to let Ye Fan become his old profession—Source Master. After all, only by becoming a Source Master would he be basically not lacking in resources, and he could also take advantage of that.

Moreover, Zishan is a very strange place. It is not only the place where the nine dragon veins converge, but also the place where the Undying Emperor and the Great Emperor Wushi fought. It is full of imperial rules and killing. Only a Great Emperor can enter and die nine times out of ten. Even the God King Jiang Taixu was defeated there. Only Ye Fan was blessed by destiny and was able to escape unscathed.

Just as Wang Gan was vying for the position of Holy Son of Yao Guang, he sent Ye Fan directly to Zishan to seek opportunities.

"boom!"

With a final, deafening roar, Ye Fan's vision blurred, and before him appeared a magnificent building with steps made of green jade and gates made of white jade.

He finally arrived at his destination and entered the interior of Zishan Mountain.

The first thing that catches the eye is the variety of handwriting, each carrying its own unique Taoist charm.

"God King Jiang Taixu accidentally entered the Magic Mountain and decided to find out what happened!"

"Yang Yi, the saint of Yaochi, seeks Zhang Lin and stays before entering the Demon Mountain."

Ye Fan glanced through them one by one, and couldn't help but sigh.

According to Wang Gan, this Purple Mountain was where the Great Emperor Wushi and the Undying Emperor fought, and it was extremely strange. Most of the people who left their writings here are dead.

Apart from
"You... come here..." The old voice was extremely weak, as if it might stop breathing at any moment.

Ye Fan determined his location, walked forward a dozen steps along the winding cave, then stopped and said:

"Senior, are you the God King Jiang Taixu?"

Having been trapped in Purple Mountain for four thousand years, Jiang Taixu was exhausted and even transmitting his voice was becoming difficult.
"Not bad. With such low cultivation, how did you get in?"

Ye Fan answered in this way.

“I came in wearing a stone robe.”

"To be honest, my purpose in coming here is to save the God-King from being born!"

Jiang Taixu sighed.
"You're too weak, how can you save me?"

He was in a sealed state, and every word he spoke consumed a portion of his energy, so his responses were always just a few words.

If he had reached the Sendai realm, there might be hope, but Ye Fan is only at the Other Shore realm, which is far too weak.

"Actually, I am the Holy Son of Tianxuan. If I can save the God King from being born, I have two conditions,"

"Firstly, we hope that the God King can join the Tianxuan Holy Land."

"Secondly, we hope that the God-King can impart the Nine Secrets."

Ye Fan cupped his hands in a gesture of apology, his tone somewhat embarrassed.

If it weren't for Wang Gan's request, he really wouldn't have been able to do something like this, openly coercing people.

Wang Gan naturally coveted Jiang Taixu's God-King power. Although he already had Wei Yi as his Great Sage protector, Jiang Taixu possessed unparalleled talent, having entered the Eight Forbidden Realms early on, and his potential was extremely high.

In the original work, he surpassed ordinary Dao-Slaying Kings from the very beginning, possessing the combat power of a Half-Saint. Later, he even broke through before his death, forcibly prolonging his life. The number one God King in four thousand years, being able to break through to the Dao-Slaying level in the Dharma-Ending Era, is no joke.

If Jiang Taixu had been born in the Golden Age, he would surely have been a ruthless figure vying for the throne.

Later, after Jiang Taixu was resurrected, he also cultivated to the Immortal Emperor realm, demonstrating his extraordinary talent. (End of Chapter)