Chapter 1145: Kill Without Mercy
Fan Xian's expression was not very pleasant as she ordered a group of high-level warriors to intercept Ye Fan, preventing him from going on a killing spree. She shouted, "Ye Fan, do you know what you're doing?"
"I'm merely killing Cao Qing." Ye Fan replied very calmly.
Fan Xian's expression turned cold as she said, "In this Pure Land, no matter one's identity, such mass slaughter is not permitted. If you have any disputes, you can bring them to the table to discuss. Such reckless behavior is not allowed."
Within the Heavenly Paradise Pure Land, the Fan Clan held absolute authority. No one could challenge them. All disputes had to be resolved according to their will and rules, and no violations were tolerated.
"He tried to kill me not long ago. This light blue mecha was seized from his servant." Ye Fan said in a deep voice.
"Put down your weapon. Wait until my uncle returns, and he will give you an explanation." Fan Tian appeared not far away, his thick red hair and serious expression as he spoke.
"No, this is a matter between him and me alone. I don't need anyone to arbitrate." Ye Fan did not back down.
"Presumptuous! This is the Heavenly Paradise Pure Land, not the outside world. No one can break the Fan Clan's rules here!" An elder shouted, filled with anger.
What had happened today was very serious for them. Ancient Sacred Mech battles were usually only seen when foreign enemies invaded, yet now they were happening repeatedly from within. It was intolerable.
"Ye Fan, this is your fault. I don't want this matter to escalate. In a few days, I will naturally give you a fair explanation." Fan Xian said.
"In a few days?" Ye Fan shook his head. "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait that long before I'm ambushed again. You should be well aware that people have been targeting me these past few days. If I miss today, I'll never have another chance to kill Cao Qing."
"What do you mean? Do you want to break my Fan Clan's rules?" An elder's expression turned very hostile, ready to act at any moment.
"Ye Fan, you'd better think this through. Do you really want to go all out? You have no justification today. I will not allow you to kill Cao Qing. This is my Fan Clan's Pure Land!" Fan Xian's face was covered in frost, her tone very stern.
Beside her, Cao Qing showed not a single ripple of emotion, remaining very calm and composed. His silver hair draped over his shoulders, his eyes deep and unfathomable, as if the events unfolding had nothing to do with him. He said nothing.
"I have no justification?" Ye Fan sneered coldly, sweeping his gaze over everyone present, then fixing his eyes on Fan Xian. "You only see me killing him, but don't you know that before this, he sent people to try to kill me? And they almost succeeded. I'm merely retaliating."
Fan Xian's expression remained icy as she continued to warn him, telling him to get out of the mecha and wait for Fan Zhou and the other major figures to return.
"Ye, you're too arrogant. Just because you've gained Fan Zhou's appreciation, do you really think you can run rampant? In the Heavenly Paradise, you can't do as you please!" A highly senior Fan Clan elder shouted.
The Cao Clan was a major family, wielding immense influence on the Eternal Main Star. No major power would dare to offend them lightly. Cao Qing had come here for Fan Xian, making him an outlier in his clan.
The Fan Clan naturally went out of their way to win him over, taking good care of him on a daily basis. This time, when refining the strongest physique evolution liquid, he was able to bring two auxiliary divine minerals from the Cao Clan, which showed his status.
Now that he was in trouble, even if the Fan Clan understood the situation, they couldn't let Ye Fan kill him. They had to protect him.
"Kid, you're asking for death. If you had just hidden away, that would have been one thing, but now you dare to show up and act arrogantly? Your end is near." Xuan Linfeng was filled with hatred, letting out a sinister cold laugh, wanting to avenge his grandson Xuan Mo. He looked at the important figures of the Fan Clan and said, "Now I'll deal with him. He's the one seeking death, challenging your clan's authority. I'll clean him up for you."
The group of strong men present all remained silent, watching coldly. Many had their eyes fixed on Ye Fan, sealing off all directions to prevent his escape.
"He must die!" Duo Luo's grandfather also had a grim expression, wishing he could refine Ye Fan on the spot, filled with intense hatred for the young powerhouse before him.
"Since that's the case, there's nothing more to say." Ye Fan saw the situation clearly. Although the Fan Clan wanted to recruit him and coveted his indestructible golden blood, they would never let him kill Cao Qing. They would not hesitate to capture him.
Xuan Linfeng was a powerful half-saint from the Eternal Main Star, with a prominent status and extraordinary strength. Now, he piloted a silver-white mecha as he charged in to attack, wielding a sacred sword.
Ye Fan had now reached the eighth level of Dao Severing, his strength extremely formidable. He could fight anyone below the saint level, and he even felt he might be able to shake an ancient saint.
Although he hadn't tried it, he had that feeling. Now, with the blue-gold mecha, he was even more fearless, like a tiger with wings!
Chi!
He met the attack, his body turning into a streak of blue light. Although he was eight zhang tall, his movements were agile and swift, leaving behind a series of powerful afterimages. The air burst, producing strange sounds.
As soon as they clashed, Ye Fan and Xuan Linfeng exchanged hundreds of blows. The duel between super ancient sacred mechas also depended on the pilot's own strength. The stronger the pilot, the more real and sharp the sacred might displayed.
Clang!
A pale blue light flickered. The blue demon blade in Ye Fan's hand turned into a brilliant blaze of fireworks. The blade light covered the sky, flooding the heavens.
The silver sword in Xuan Linfeng's hand was chipped, sparks flying everywhere. Black holes appeared in the sky as the sacred might erupted fully!
They almost charged out of the domain, tens of thousands of zhang above the ground, engaging in fierce combat. Ye Fan clearly had the upper hand. His control of the mecha went from unfamiliar to extremely skilled, becoming more and more fierce.
Pfft!
Xuan Linfeng's expression changed. He slightly raised his left arm, and a beam of destructive light shot out. This was a scientific martial divine light, enough to pierce a planet. If hit, there would be no way to survive.
Ye Fan let out a low roar as he manipulated the pale blue mecha, unleashing its full power. First, he shifted tens of thousands of zhang horizontally, like an ancient saint soaring through the sky. Then, he crossed his hands and shook them, sending pale blue Dao marks rippling outward like ripples, filling the heavens.
Xuan Linfeng trembled violently. Even the mecha's energy shield couldn't withstand it, shattering like crystal. The mecha shook violently, nearly torn apart.
"Stop him!" Fan Xian's expression changed. She hadn't expected Ye Fan to become so terrifying so soon after getting the mecha, even defeating Xuan Linfeng.
After all, Xuan Linfeng was a man of prominent status and strength, hailing from the Eternal Main Star, yet he had been defeated by him.
Two powerful Fan Clan experts piloted mechas, charging into the sky to attack Ye Fan. Meanwhile, Duo Luo's grandfather, Duo Mo Luo, also entered a cyan mecha and soared upward.
The three of them were incredibly fast, and even as they moved, they activated their thermal weapons, firing three destructive beams at Ye Fan, trying to shatter him.
Ye Fan used the mecha to display ancient saint-level combat power, showing a terrifying side. He activated the Stride Art, moving like a fleeting light, almost impossible to track.
Clang!
He wielded the blue demon blade, cutting through Xuan Linfeng's war sword. The saint-level fluctuations spread, tearing the heavens apart, revealing large patches of chaotic mist.
He pressed his advantage, continuously striking out with brilliant blue light. The demon blade in his hand gleamed brightly, illuminating eternity.
Kacha!
A terrible sound of metal splitting rang out. He cut Xuan Linfeng's mecha in half at the waist, dismantling the war tool and rendering it useless.
Duo Mo Luo and the two Fan Clan experts saw this and struck with all their might, their attacks fierce, trying to destroy Ye Fan.
Xuan Linfeng, who had just been scared out of his wits and drenched in cold sweat, immediately rushed out of the severed mecha, trying to flee.
However, Ye Fan was unstoppable. His control of this war tool became more and more adept, and he forcefully broke out of the encirclement of three mechas.
"Where do you think you're going!" He held the blue demon blade, his whole body shimmering with an oceanic luster, and caught up in one step.
Xuan Linfeng was terrified out of his mind. He was indeed a half-saint, but against an ancient sacred mecha, he was clearly outmatched. He fled in panic, everything beyond his expectations.
Pfft!
Ye Fan's blade fell. The several-zhang-long blue demon blade traced a faint light, striking Xuan Linfeng's body. Such a huge blade coming down didn't feel like a cut but more like a hammer blow.
Xuan Linfeng instantly turned into a mass of bloody mud and shattered bones, splattering everywhere. His primordial spirit didn't even escape, annihilated in both body and soul.
"This kid is too sharp and terrifying. He's a natural-born battle saint, even killing such a powerful half-saint!" Many in the Fan Clan were shocked.
The next moment, Ye Fan turned back, charging straight at Duo Mo Luo. He deliberately avoided the two Fan Clan experts, focusing his attack on this half-saint piloting a mecha.
"Damn it, we can't subdue him. Quickly go and summon the elders to bring out the most elite war tools!" Fan Xian's expression changed.
Every ancient sacred mecha was precious. Building one required unimaginable costs, enough to bankrupt a not-so-small family. Even major powers had a limited number.
The battle in the sky continued. Ye Fan fought one against three, moving with ease. He grew stronger and stronger, his battle blood boiling, golden blood energy spreading, almost dyeing the pale blue mecha gold.
At this moment, he felt an urge to fight an ancient sacred mecha with his physical body alone. This feeling grew stronger and stronger. Having broken through successfully, he now stood at the eighth level of Dao Severing, his strength greatly enhanced. In a daze, he felt that even without the mecha, he could fight an ancient saint.
Clang!
Ye Fan unleashed his power. Golden blood energy spread as he swept his blade across, cutting off Duo Mo Luo's mecha's right arm. A small explosion occurred there, lightning interweaving, space collapsing.
Duo Mo Luo was terrified. This young man's fearsomeness exceeded all imagination. He fought until his hair stood on end, his heart trembling. At this point, he could no longer hold on and turned to flee.
"Where do you think you're going? Didn't you want to kill me?" Ye Fan pursued.
The two Fan Clan experts also felt a chill rising in their hearts. In this battle, several of them couldn't stop a single person. The opponent grew more fierce and terrifying, as if entering an empty land.
With a loud bang, flames shot into the sky. Dao runes flickered, then a large area collapsed.
Ye Fan wielded the blue demon blade, cleaving Duo Mo Luo's mecha in two, shaking him out. Duo Mo Luo coughed up large mouthfuls of blood.
Pfft!
A flash of blue Dao light passed by. Another half-saint exploded, leaving no trace of his body, his primordial spirit turned to ash, utterly annihilated by Ye Fan!
From deep within the Heavenly Paradise came a long howl. The clan's veteran experts mobilized, piloting mechas, turning into several streaks of light as they rapidly approached.
Ye Fan's expression changed. Time was short. He had to kill Cao Qing before the few of them arrived, or his chance would be slim.
Swoosh!
He entered the ancient sacred war tool, stepping on the Stride Art in the sky, greatly enhancing its power. It was practically teleportation as he appeared on the ground.
"Ye Fan, stop! It's not too late to back off now. When my uncle returns, he will give you a fair explanation. You cannot kill Cao Qing now!" Fan Xian shouted.
At this point, how could Ye Fan possibly stop? He took a few steps forward, charging ahead with the blue demon blade, slashing forward. The brilliance, like a blue ocean, poured forward.
"Stop him!" Fan Xian's expression changed as she shouted orders. Ye Fan was about to kill someone right in front of her, ignoring her completely.
The two mechas in the sky descended, both going all out, attacking Ye Fan from behind, trying to shatter him.
Ye Fan sidestepped, his footwork unpredictable. He turned into a blue light, darting left and right. Each shift was tens of thousands of zhang, terrifyingly fast.
Cao Qing finally changed his expression. He had never encountered anyone like this. Ye Fan dared to act recklessly even on the Fan Clan's turf. Wasn't he afraid of the crazy retaliation from these plunderers?
This was utterly unscrupulous!
Cao Qing dodged quickly. Someone who didn't even fear the most terrifying major power in the Immortal Feather Star Sea, the Fan Clan, was definitely a madman. Words were useless. He had to escape this calamity first.
At this moment, he transformed into millions of figures, all illusions. Some flew into the sky, some burrowed into the ground, charging in all directions, dazzling to the eye.
An ordinary person would surely frown. This secret art was terrifying, with only one being real, making it impossible to distinguish. However, Ye Fan had delved deeply into this path. To comprehend the wondrous art of One Qi Transforms into Three Purities, he had spent many years studying various doppelganger techniques.
One could say that Cao Qing was showing off in front of an expert. Moreover, the Source Heaven Eye was different from other heavenly eyes, capable of seeing the original essence.
He immediately identified the true body. Wielding the blue demon blade, he stepped forward and struck, trying to shatter him.
Suddenly, an extremely terrifying sense of crisis emerged. Cao Qing sacrificed several secret artifacts, which exploded as soon as they flew toward him, their power astonishing!
"These can injure a saint. They're ancient saint-level forbidden artifacts!" Ye Fan was shocked as he quickly dodged.
At the same time, he slashed through the void, opening a dimensional space. He evolved the Chaotic Ancient Secret Art obtained from Wang Teng, executing "Eternal Banishment."
A cross-shaped great rift appeared, swallowing all the exploding forbidden artifacts into the mysterious dimensional space.
But even so, the terrifying power of the forbidden artifacts still manifested. Black holes appeared on the spot, and that dimensional space was shattered.
"This time, let's see where you can run!" Ye Fan shouted.
Chi!
A dazzling light shot out from Cao Qing's skull. It was a man in green robes, very heroic, who shouted, "Who dares to harm my descendant?"
A powerful saintly might instantly swept over everyone, surging like a vast ocean, stunning every single person.
"It's the Cao Clan's ancestral saint, Cao Tianjun!"
Many were horrified, showing expressions of shock. They hadn't expected him to appear.
"It's me who wants to kill him!" Ye Fan didn't even furrow his brow. He continued to stride forward, slashing with the blue demon blade. "Just a brand, and you think you can stop me?"
"Roar..." Cao Tianjun let out a heaven-shaking roar as he pounced at Ye Fan.
This was a fierce confrontation, happening in the blink of an eye. In the end, Cao Tianjun's brand disappeared, destroyed by Ye Fan!
Everyone was stunned.
In the distance, a piercing howl rang out. The Fan Clan's experts had finally arrived, attacking from far away.
"Ye Fan, you'd better think this through. This is my Fan Clan's Pure Land. I will not allow you to kill Cao Qing!" Fan Xian shouted loudly.
"Then there's nothing more to say." Ye Fan raised his blade and brought it down.
"Go all out against him! Save Cao Qing!" Fan Xian cried out.
Pfft!
Unfortunately, it was too late. Ye Fan was as fast as thunder. A blue light fell, cleaving Cao Qing apart. Blood splattered everywhere, staining Fan Xian's short skirt. Even her flawless white legs were dotted with fresh red droplets of blood.