Shrouding the Heavens: Simultaneous Transmigration, Heavenly Emperor's Stern Father

After entering the desolate forbidden land, the divine power sources of all cultivators gradually dried up, their life springs closed, and their sea of ​​suffering slowly dried up.

A skeleton left behind after the destruction of the Tianxuan Holy Land six thousand years ago was enough to annihilate more than a dozen of their knights simply by crumbling.

The closer they got to the holy mountain, the faster their life force dissipated, and many knights died of old age in an instant.

Only the three elders managed to get here thanks to the "forbidden artifacts" refined by their respective sect's supreme elders.

Jiang Hanzhong relied on a replica of the abandoned pagoda.

Ji Yunfeng relied on the black strange stone, while Xu Daoling of Yaoguang Holy Land relied on the jade leaf, which could briefly restore divine power in the forbidden area.

The three of them took turns clearing a path, which is how they managed to get here alive.

The strongest of Ye Chen and his two companions was only at the first level of the Dao Palace Secret Realm, yet they managed to get this far?

At this point, they were already close to the summit of the sacred mountain.

We are less than 200 meters from the summit.

But in those last two hundred meters, the eerie aura was as thick as ink that couldn't be dissolved, and every step felt like a drain on life force.

Ye Chen used his divine power to protect himself, while Ye Fan relied on his sacred body to withstand the attack.

The little girl remained quiet, as if the curse that had even made the elders of the holy land change color had no effect on her.

Jiang Hanzhong held a brocade box, Ji Yunfeng held a black strange stone, and Xu Daoling's jade leaf shimmered in his palm.

The three of them glanced at Ye Chen, then at Ye Fan and Xiao Nannan, their eyes flashing with disbelief.

The three families gathered hundreds of knights and dozens of bronze chariots, and at the cost of all of them dying of old age halfway up the mountain, they barely made it this far.

These three people of unknown origin somehow made it here safely.

A cultivator at the first level of the Dao Palace, a boy, and a little girl who looked no more than three or four years old.

"Tell me, how did you get up here?"

Ji Yunfeng asked sternly.

Ye Chen didn't answer, but frowned and shielded Ye Fan in front of him.

"Take them down."

Jiang Hanzhong stopped wasting words and directly transmitted his voice to the other two.

"These three people have a big secret. It's not too late to climb the mountain and collect herbs after we force them to reveal it."

"Wait a minute, my father is a core disciple of the Yao Guang Holy Land." Ye Fan quickly came up with a plan, saying, "We're all family, why resort to violence?"

"Oh? You're Ye Chen from Dragon Head Peak?"

Xu Daoling gestured for the two to stop, then looked at Ye Chen with a strange glint in his eyes.

"That's right, my father is Ye Chen, a core disciple of Dragon Head Peak. He was favored by the peak master as soon as he entered the sect. Elder, you don't want to offend Dragon Head Peak, do you?"

Ye Fan's brain raced, and he blurted out the answer.

He felt that with his plan, even the Crouching Dragon and the Young Phoenix were nothing special.

"It really is you..."

Xu Daoling's eyes were deep and unfathomable as he gazed at Ye Chen, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Now that it really is you, we can't let you live any longer!"

Wait a minute? This script isn't right!

Ye Fan was caught off guard and never expected this to happen!

Isn't the Eastern Wilderness Holy Land a righteous sect? Why do they seem to want to kill their own disciples? It seems what my father told me before was true!

That's even an understatement!

"Enough talk, let's get started!"

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Hanzhong had already made his move.

The brocade box shone brightly with divine light, and a giant hand formed from divine power reached out to grab the three of them, intending to capture them in one fell swoop.

Ji Yunfeng and Xu Daoling did not hesitate and each activated their forbidden artifacts, and two terrifying pressures locked onto Ye Chen at the same time.

Ye Chen neither dodged nor made a move.

He simply placed one hand on Ye Fan's shoulder and suddenly said in an extremely solemn and serious tone:

"Son, our survival depends entirely on you."

"Huh? Rely on me?"

Ye Fan pointed to himself, startled, and asked, "Father, what did you say?"

Ye Chen didn't explain, but simply raised his voice to Jiang Hanzhong and the other two:

"Please wait, seniors! We did not trespass into this forbidden area, but were forced into this situation! My son, Ye Fan... he is going to die!"

The three elders suddenly stopped what they were doing and turned their gazes to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan did indeed look much older, with gray hair at his temples, and his aura was fluctuating violently, indicating that his life force was about to run out.

But what does this have to do with them?

What they wanted was to extract secrets and to harvest the elixir; the life or death of a boy was of no concern whatsoever.

Ye Chen continued:

"My unfilial son deserves to die, but his sister is so young! Three elders, I beg you to have mercy and let my son see his sister one last time..."

At this point, Ye Chen turned slightly to the side, revealing the little girl on his shoulder.

The little girl looked timidly at Ye Fan, then her clear, big eyes looked at the three elders.

Jiang Hanzhong frowned slightly, a vague unease rising in his heart for some reason.

Ye Fan had no idea what his father was up to.

He has indeed aged a bit, but he's far from "dying," and more importantly... where did he get a sister from?!

But looking into his father's unwavering eyes, he gritted his teeth, turned to the little girl, and said in a trembling voice:

"Little sister... big brother... after big brother is gone, you must live well..."

"I'm going to die... What will happen to my little sister? She's so young..."

"I'm just worried about my sister..."

The little girl blinked her big eyes, then suddenly burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably, gasping for breath: "Brother, don't die! Don't die!"

"snort!"

Jiang Hanzhong grew impatient and once again unleashed his divine power: "Playing tricks! Take them all down..."

His words came to an abrupt end.

A white figure appeared behind Ye Fan and Xiao Nannan at some unknown time. The white clothes fluttered gently in the wind, and the figure had bright eyes, white teeth, and an unparalleled beauty.

She stood there, as if she had been there since time immemorial, only that no one had seen her just now.

"Oh no, it's her... Saintess Tianxuan!"

Xu Daoling's face turned deathly pale instantly.

He recognized the face that was exactly the same as the one in the portrait of Guku.

Ji Yunfeng and Jiang Hanzhong simultaneously sensed a chill that froze their souls...

Life is slipping away, at a rate more than ten times faster than before.

"Slave!"

Jiang Hanzhong uttered those two words in a hoarse voice.

The light emanating from the brocade box in his hand was instantly compressed into a faint firefly.

Tianxuan Saintess did not give him any chance.

She raised a slender finger and gently touched it. Jiang Hanzhong's brocade box shattered instantly. The flawed imitation of the desolate pagoda turned to dust before it could even be offered up.

Jiang Hanzhong stared wide-eyed at his body, which had turned to ashes, in disbelief, before he could even let out a scream.

Ji Yunfeng turned to flee, but the black stone flew out of his hand and transformed into a dark light that protected him.

Tianxuan Saintess glanced at him, a glance devoid of any emotion, only the emptiness of an endless abyss.

Ji Yunfeng's body, along with his forbidden artifact, froze in mid-air for a moment before collapsing like a weathered sand sculpture, shattering into ashes.