The Yellow Springs water converged into an endless, boundless, golden sea that was exceptionally magnificent—an unprecedented wondrous sight, even rarer than the Taiyin River and the Sun River.

The Yellow Springs water converged into an endless, boundless, golden sea that was exceptionally magnificent—an unprecedented wondrous sight, even rarer than the Taiyin River and the Sun River.

Deep within the golden sea stood a divine mountain with magnificent palaces where an immortal seed bloomed with immortal radiance, shrouded in ethereal immortal mist, making it immensely mysterious and astonishing.

"We must cross over to obtain the immortal seed on the island. At the very least, reaping the ancient Legacy could make one a Heavenly God!"

A Venerable muttered, trying to figure out a way to cross the sea. Needless to say, the treasures on the island were definitely astonishing, containing a heaven-shaking great fortune.

Many people thought of a rumor: the previous era practiced the Immortal Dao rather than the Divine Dao, which could grant one eternal life.

However, as soon as a Venerable entered the sea, even with astonishing Precious Techniques and a powerful Magical Artifact, he could not fly over this golden sea and was instead partially dissolved.

"Ah… My Dao weapon forged from divine materials has just been destroyed like this!" that Venerable cried out, heartbroken over the destruction of his treasured tool that had accompanied him for many years.

"I will give it a try!"

Suddenly, a Venerable of the Taiyin Clan sacrificed a staff that flashed with dark light and exuded a cold gleam, remaining undamaged. He beckoned several clan members to break through the sea and leave.

"That is a divine Magical Artifact forged from Nine Yin True Wood!" someone murmured, knowing the trick behind it—ordinary treasured tools were useless.

To cross this Yellow Springs Sea, one needed items with ultimate Yin attributes or Divine Rank Magical Artifacts.

With that, the crowd acted one after another, displaying their various methods to cross this golden ocean.

For example, the Golden Giant among the indigenous people sacrificed a piece of bone that rapidly expanded like a large ship, carrying him across the sea toward the front.

Another example was a golden pagoda of the Sun Clan. Although as blazing as the sun, it managed to resist the Yellow Springs water because it was crafted from sun stone, which belonged to top-tier divine materials.

"Heh, your fake Sun Clan even dares to contend for opportunities and supreme treasures?"

"Scram!"

At this moment, a Daoist transformed from a Golden Crow pointed a finger, causing the Yellow Springs water to splash and corrode everything, blocking the Sun Clan from crossing the sea.

The Sun Clan Venerable was startled, hurriedly resisting as he retreated back to the shore. With an expression of anger, he roared, "Mangy birds, are you courting death?!"

"Heh, if you want to fight, anytime is fine!" Two other Golden Crows appeared, pressing forward with astonishing might, and both were Cultivator-level Venerables.

The crowd was taken aback, unable to help sighing that these two clans were truly incompatible like fire and water. Just for the name "Sun", they had been endlessly fighting since antiquity.

However, they were even more wary of the strength of the Golden Crow Clan, which could dispatch three Venerables at once. Their foundation was too profound and could rival the major sects of the Eight Regions.

You must know that in an era of the Lower Realm where deities were hard to find, Venerables already stood at the very apex of the Eight Regions, possessing sufficient strength to establish a nation or build a sect single-handedly.

"Fellow Daoists, peace is precious. Whatever grudges you have, resolve them after crossing this Yellow Springs Sea. Don't let others seize the Opportunity first," someone advised.

In fact, these people were not kind-hearted at all; they practically wished the two clans would fight to the death and all perish so they could be happy, reducing a few competitors in the process.

However, they feared that the battle between the two clans would provoke a riot in the golden sea and affect their own crossing, so they all spoke out to state their stance.

"Hmph, we shall follow the words of Fellow Daoists. Once on the island, I will settle accounts with your clan!" the Sun Clan Venerable stated with a cold expression.

In the end, the Golden Crow Clan also yielded to the pressure of the various Venerables and temporarily halted the confrontation.

Afterwards, everyone displayed their own Divine Abilities, sacrificing their clan's supreme treasures and Divine Artifacts as they began to cross into the distance.

Lin Fan was also among them, naturally lacking no divine items. He quickly took out a treasure ship seven to eight zhang long, shimmering with treasured light and rising with auspicious Qi.

However, not everyone present possessed a Magical Artifact that could cross the Yellow Springs Sea, and a portion of people naturally cast their thoughts onto others.

Obviously, the Venerables of various clans were powerful, and they dared not offend them or do anything to them, so they targeted Lin Fan, whose Realm was low.

"Little friend, your treasure ship is very large and can accommodate quite a few people. Why don't we cross the sea together to avoid any danger along your way!"

The ground trembled as a Silver Lion leaped over. Its teeth were like pointed hammers, its face ferocious, its body mighty, and its fur extremely bright, resembling satin.

This was a Venerable, not an external creature, but very unique within the Chaos Small World, belonging to an atavistic Bloodline and acting entirely alone.

Therefore, this creature had no powerful clan behind it, nor any Legacy, and even lacked ancestral Divine Artifacts from its forebears. Wanting to rely on its own body to cross the sea was basically impossible.

But its strength was unquestionable. Being able to achieve success in cultivation entirely on his own as a lone lion meant he must have experienced endless slaughter, surpassing Cultivators of the same Realm.

In fact, many creatures here quickly avoided him upon seeing him, which proved this point; that dense Evil Qi of his made people's blood run cold.

"Heh, if you want to ride my ship to cross the sea, that's fine. Bring precious materials to exchange for it."

Lin Fan sneered. Seeing the greedy gazes of these people, he knew instantly what they were plotting—was it not simply thinking he was easy to bully and wanting to usurp his treasure ship?

"Little friend, we are kindly acting as your escort, how can you demand benefits? Do you look down on us?"

The Silver Lion's voice was very cold. With a slap of his huge sharp claws against the ground, the terrifying power shook the earth unsteadily, causing it to sway like several erupting volcanoes with a terrifying might.

"What kind of thing are you, just a little lion fit only to be food, yet you dare bark in front of me?" Lin Fan mocked, his expression still unchanged as he stood firmly in place.

"You… court death!"

The Silver Lion's roar shook the heavens and earth, and his Killing Intent soared into the sky. A powerful aura erupted with rolling life-blood, resembling a massive blazing furnace that filled the firmament.

Afterwards, he leaped high and swiped down with a claw carrying boundless divine light, the roaring sound deafening. His strength was boundless, sufficient to shatter any mountain ridge.

Lin Fan was fearless, his physique as agile as a True Dragon. He flew into mid-air and stepped out, purple runes flashing on the sole of his shoe as he met the giant claw head-on without retreating.

"Boom!"

With an explosive bang, it was as if tens of millions of paths of thunder erupted between the two, crashing together like violent waves striking the shore—incomparably terrifying.

At this moment, the earth trembled slightly, and the fierce Silver Lion was actually retreating, his front claws bleeding, bent and deformed, staining his silver fur red.

"What?!"

The rest of the crowd was greatly shocked. What kind of power did this delicate youth possess to actually repel and injure a Venerable? It was simply too extraordinary.

This time, Lin Fan decided to make an example of a chicken to scare the monkeys, lest others think he was easy to bully.

In an instant, the surrounding heaven and earth changed; mountains, rivers, plants, and trees emerged, replacing the azure firmament and Yellow Springs, as if they had arrived in another world.

"A Precious Technique capable of transferring space?" the Silver Lion wondered, looking at this world which was very unfamiliar; even the firmament above his head had changed to an azure blue.

At the same time, a heavenly might descended, pressing down upon him as if he were carrying a massive mountain on his back, restricting and slowing down his movements.

"No, this is not real scenery. I am still in the same place; this is a projection of some sort of spell." The Silver Lion came to his senses, yet still felt inexplicably shocked.

Looking at that youth who had only just entered the Array Formation Realm, he actually gave rise to a sense of crisis. This was very abnormal, and he wanted to retreat.

"Wanting to run now is already too late!"

How could Lin Fan let his enemy go at this time? He had always been decisive in slaughter, and the manifested phenomenon of embroidered mountains and rivers locked down every single corner.