Chapter 493: Chapter 112: All are Poor Souls_1
 

In such a short period, they simply could not break the formation protecting the great saint artifact.

Having no alternative, the three decided to make a swift exit!

They turned around and dashed towards the exit of the Thousand Leaves Pavilion!

Bang!

The leading Great Saint was taken aback when he felt a strong force, and then he was thrown back.

The formation, the Thousand Leaves Pavilion also had a protective formation preventing them from leaving.

“Damn it!”

The trio initially thought they had an easy win, but now they couldn’t even break the protective formation of the great saint artifact, and moreover, they were trapped in the Thousand Leaves Pavilion.

Turning around again, the three quickly noticed something was off.

The cultivators that were originally in the Thousand Leaves Pavilion had disappeared without a trace.

Now, only the three of them were left in the whole Thousand Leaves Pavilion.

Since they had stooped so low as to become thieves, their cultivation levels were naturally among the lowest in the Saint Realm.

Feeling the intensity of the Thousand Leaves Pavilion’s formation, the three instantly felt panic.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Ye Jintian was applauding as he watched the trio trapped in the formation.

“I must admit, I’m quite impressed by your audacity to make trouble in the Thousand Leaves Pavilion.”

The Thousand Leaves Pavilion had many treasures. Of course, it wouldn’t be unprotected.

The formation here was meticulously designed by Ye Fan.

The goal was to prevent situations like this one from happening today.

And sure enough, three little thieves were trapped.

A ruthless glint passed through Flame Mountain Great Saint’s eyes and he lunged toward Ye Jintian in a flash.

He knew there was no easy way out today.

Having such a powerful formation, the Ye Family was certainly not weak.

Now, they had to seize someone who could pose a threat to the Ye Family.

The Pavilion Master of the Thousand Leaves Pavilion right in front of them was the perfect candidate.

Being able to manage many treasures, the Pavilion Master’s position within the Ye Family was bound to be high!

Bang!

Ye Jintian was unscathed while the Flame Mountain Great Saint was forced to retreat yet again.

“Three Great Saints, this is some reward!”

Ye Fan’s figure also appeared by Ye Jintian’s side.

The next moment, Ye Fan raised his hand and grabbed the three great saints.

The three Great Saints only felt an irresistible force engulfing them.

“How you can be so powerful!”

Flame Mountain Great Saint’s face changed drastically. The power of the family head of the Ye Family was apparently on par with a mid-level Great Saint!

If they had known about the existence of such a powerful figure in the Ye Family, they would never have set out to face certain death.

“Great Saint Ye, please spare us! We are willing to serve the Ye Family!”

Faced with a power that threatened their lives, they no longer cared about the dignity of a Great Saint-stronger.

Working for the Ye Family was far better than dying here!

Unfortunately, weak Great Saints like them were not someone Ye Fan coveted.

It wouldn’t take long before the Ye Family will be producing its own Saint-level cultivator.

And then, any one of them could probably beat up these three Great Saints.

What’s the use of keeping these weak Great Saints?

Bang!

One of the Great Saints couldn’t bear it any longer. His body exploded, and his spiritual soul was directly torn apart by Ye Fan.

Above Jiufang City, a broken Original Principle Dao was revealed instantly, and a rainfall of blood started from the sky.

“A Great Saint has fallen!”

The cultivators of Jiufang City were overjoyed and quickly sat down in meditation to comprehend the Original Principle Dao, rapidly increasing their cultivation level.

Just now they had clearly seen three strong men storm into the Thousand Leaves Pavilion; the fallen Great Saint must be one of them!

They thought it was over, only to see a second broken Original Principle Dao emerging the next moment, and another Saint-level cultivator fell.

What about the third one? Is there a third one?

There were three Great Saint-strongers who entered the Thousand Leaves Pavilion, and only two had died so far!

“Great Saint Ye, I have a secret. I am willing to exchange this secret to save my life!”

Originally, Ye Fan was about to kill the Flame Mountain Great Saint, but then he stopped his hand.

“What secret?”

The secret of the Saint Realm should be valuable!

“I know of a True God’s Secret Realm. This realm has not been explored yet, it must contain good things!”

Hearing this, Ye Fan was immediately disappointed.

A True God’s Secret Realm was indeed precious, but also perilous!

With Ye Fan’s current strength, he had no guarantee to ensure his safety in a True God’s Secret Realm.

Considering the fast-growing talents of Ye Family’s cultivators, Ye Fan didn’t need to take risks.

The True God’s Secret Realm, better left for other cultivators!

But this True God’s Secret Realm, although Ye Fan wouldn’t explore it himself, could fetch a lot of money!

Selling information seemed like a good business.

When the cultivators who bought the Ye Family’s information made gains in the Secret Realm, they would definitely spend money in the Ye Family.

The more resources they obtained, the more money the Ye Family would make.

Why force a confession when he could extract the truth from his soul.

With a raise of his hand, Ye Fan sucked Flame Mountain Great Saint right over.

“Ye Fan, even if I die, I won’t let you get it!”

After grasping Ye Fan’s plan, Flame Mountain Great Saint gave up hope of survival entirely.

His sea of souls stirred, ready to detonate his spiritual soul.

But the very next moment, a phantom appeared in Flame Mountain Great Saint’s sea of souls.

Even though this soul was only stronger than his by a bit, a hint of aura of a True God within the soul sent shivers of dread through Flame Mountain Great Saint.

“True God’s aura, you are a reincarnated True God, ah!”

With a resentful holler, the Flame Mountain Great Saint lost control over his spiritual soul, which was effortlessly rummaged, and then crushed, by Ye Fan.

A flash of disdain glinted in Ye Fan’s eyes.