Chapter 1213: Black Blood Stains the Divine Star
The grand stone hall was extremely spacious, the voices of two Golden Crows echoing within. They bore a deep grudge against Ye Fan, having been wounded by his black arrows before.
"This despicable human brat—if he didn't have the Great Yi Black Arrow, how could he pierce our saint-level defenses? Drinking his blood won't be enough to quell the hatred in my heart!"
"Be cautious. He can now slay saints, which bodes ill for us. Though I too want to twist his head off and taste the flavor of his golden flesh, the most important thing now is to return to the Fire Mulberry Star first!"
The two ancient Golden Crows prepared to leave the Big Dipper Star Domain. A suspected divine being lurked within the Sun Star, making them uneasy. They needed to report this to the Golden Crow Clan's supreme emperor.
Most critically, a Human Demon had emerged—terrifying beyond measure. He had devoured their clan's ancestor alive, shocking everyone. This was a nightmare. They didn't want to stay a moment longer, fearing they'd meet the same fate.
"Human Sacred Body, and that disciple of his who seems to be a descendant of the Sun Saint Emperor—whether it's your Green Cauldron, your flesh, or your inheritance, all will belong to my Golden Crow Clan!"
The two memorized the patterns within the grand stone hall and turned to leave. But their faces instantly froze. A tall, upright figure stood there, staring at them coldly.
"It's you... Human Sacred Body!"
The two Golden Crows were greatly startled. They hadn't sensed someone approaching so closely. An ancient saint's divine consciousness was omnipresent, capable of sweeping an entire region in an instant—yet it had missed Ye Fan.
"Since you two bear such enmity toward me, let's settle this now," Ye Fan said. He bore Heaven-Deceiving Array patterns, naturally concealing everything, allowing him to stealthily approach undetected.
"You... think we fear you? Coming here to die—perfect. We'll butcher you and drink your golden saint blood. It might even help us break through!" one Golden Crow said grimly.
"I'm afraid you won't have that fortune—you'll die in vain," Ye Fan replied.
"The bloody truth will show you that you're nothing but a bug!" Regardless of their inner wariness, they couldn't lose face now. The other Golden Crow advanced with heavy steps.
"Haha..." Ye Fan laughed coldly, his expression calm as he stared them down. "I look forward to this battle. They say Golden Crow meat is quite delicious..."
"You're asking for death!"
An ancient Golden Crow unleashed a saint's pressure, his face dark. He extended a large hand and slapped forward—no technique, just a crude backhand.
Against a peer opponent, such an attack was an insult, showing utter contempt.
Ye Fan remained composed, his gaze icy. His body suddenly swelled to ten thousand zhang, his golden form radiating divine light. He raised a massive foot and stomped directly downward.
This too was arrogance. Who would dare step on a saint? He showed no regard for the old Golden Crow, treating him like an ant to be crushed.
The Golden Crow saint's eyes turned sinister. His slapping hand didn't change, but in an instant, it blazed with brilliant light. An ancient scroll unfurled, containing mountains, rivers, and vegetation, with silver waterfalls cascading and leaden clouds blotting out the sky—vast and boundless.
This was a secret treasure, nearly comparable to a legendary saint weapon, immensely powerful, capable of trapping and killing saints. The scroll sealed the heavens, swallowing Ye Fan inside.
Within the scroll was a self-contained world. Mountains towered into the clouds, black clouds pressed to the ground, savage beasts roared, and strange birds cried. Innate formations could refine a saint into pus and blood.
"Heh, boy, you're far from matching me. If I wanted to kill you, I have plenty of methods!"
This Golden Crow sneered, rolling up the painting. It shrank to over a meter long, spread before him, the scenery within clearly visible.
He looked down at the ancient scroll, full of mockery, pointing at it with a finger. "I said you're a bug, and a bug you are. Compared to us, what are you?"
The other Golden Crow also laughed coldly. Initially worried, he was surprised at the effectiveness of this secret treasure. "Before we leave, we can get what we want—drink the golden saint blood."
"So much for the Human Sacred Body!" This Golden Crow held the ancient scroll with both hands, bringing it close to his eyes to examine the inside. His face was filled with cruelty, white teeth glinting coldly, a hint of contempt in his gaze.
"You're celebrating too early!"
A cold voice came from within the scroll. Then a large foot stepped out, maintaining its original posture, landing solidly on the ancient Golden Crow's face.
The sound of bone cracking and blood splattering rang out! Ye Fan burst out of the scroll, tearing it apart. The secret treasure dimmed, emitting a mournful cry.
The Golden Crow saint felt pain to the marrow, tears and blood streaming. He knew his nose bridge was broken, his cheekbones cracked, his entire face deformed.
Ye Fan had entered in that posture and exited in the same posture, precisely stepping on the face of the Golden Crow saint who had been holding the scroll to look. The stomp was solid and firm.
The ancient Golden Crow regretted it bitterly. His posture while holding the scroll made it look like he was eagerly offering his face to be stepped on. He was mad with rage.
He wanted to roar but couldn't—a large foot had sealed his entire face. Golden Crow blood splattered everywhere, a gruesome sight.
The other Golden Crow, watching, felt the pain vicariously. This was... too painful. Just looking at it was unbearable—a living nightmare. He felt phantom pains in his teeth, armpits, between his legs...
Ye Fan's stomp was incredibly satisfying. The other party had tilted his face up for him to step on—how could he not use force? Flesh flew, instantly creating a meat-pancake face. Blood and bone fragments scattered violently.
"Ooowoo..."
Finally, this Golden Crow broke free. His face was completely unrecognizable, utterly mangled. His throat convulsed as he let out a piercing scream.
He was utterly enraged, completely berserk. Both arms shook, and a hundred thousand golden divine feathers chimed together, transforming into saint swords that slashed through the void, trying to mince Ye Fan.
The other Golden Crow saint naturally struck with full force. With a long cry, his body blazed with fire essence, endless Dao laws transforming into billions of divine lights that pierced through.
Boom!
Before and behind Ye Fan, golden radiance bloomed everywhere. He manifested his divine phenomena, briefly merging them, shattering the hundred thousand saint swords and crushing infinite Dao principles in a full-scale counterattack.
Immortal King Overlooking the Nine Heavens, Chaos Planting the Azure Lotus, the golden Sea of Bitterness, the magnificent mountains and rivers—all appeared, coalescing together, killing everything!
Ye Fan descended from the sky, still stomping solidly, driving the Golden Crow saint into the surging solar fire essence. Half his body bled, nearly shattered.
At the same time, he exchanged a palm strike with the other ancient Golden Crow, sending him flying with a spasming arm and cracked bones.
Swish!
The two Golden Crows turned into bolts of lightning, rushing out of the grand stone hall to flee. They didn't want to take risks, sensing Ye Fan's dominance.
But Ye Fan struck ruthlessly, with no intention of letting them go. The moment they burst through the hall's doors, they were ambushed.
"Pfft"
The two Golden Crow saints spat out large mouthfuls of blood, their faces filled with shock. At the temple entrance, another Ye Fan emerged from the shadows, nearly cutting them down like a killing saint.
One Qi Transforms into Three Purities Secret Art!
Ye Fan's Dao body had been hidden in the shadows, striking at a critical moment with the Heavenly Court's Life-Slaying Grand Art, nearly causing their fall. Golden Crow blood spilled everywhere.
"You little bastard..." They were covered in blood, never having suffered such a loss. Shock and rage mingled, and they wished they could devour this human brat alive.
"Today, I'll send you on your way—roast Golden Crow saint meat in the solar fire essence!" Two Ye Fans advanced, each intercepting an opponent.
"Forcing an ancient saint to fight to the death..." The two Golden Crows' eyes flashed with cold light, their hair bristling with rage. They considered paying any price to drag Ye Fan down with them.
Ye Fan showed no fear, no sign of retreat. He evolved the Battle Saint Art, fierce and domineering, determined to kill them.
In the blink of an eye, over a hundred exchanges passed. The two Golden Crows grew cold with fear. They let out long cries, coordinating to tear open the void and flee.
A cruel smile curled at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth. His true body and Dao body both drew their bows—bows formed from golden energy, not real great bows, yet wind and thunder roared, lightning interweaving.
Two black arrows were nocked on the golden energy bowstrings, trembling lightly before turning into two divine beams that flew out, piercing the void passage.
Blood splattered. The void collapsed. The two Golden Crows were shot through, falling out. Saint blood scattered everywhere, dimming even the solar fire essence—a shocking sight.
"Ah..."
The two Golden Crows screamed, their eyes filled with hatred.
They revealed their true forms—golden wings spanning the sky, beating and crying out as they tried to break free. But the two arrows had a demonic nature against the Golden Crow clan, piercing their flesh, unleashing a terrible force within.
"Where do you think you're going!" Ye Fan soared into the air, his Dao body and true body moving together, each charging at one Golden Crow.
The black arrows enlarged, like terrifying war spears. Their cold, dark shafts radiated killing intent, lowering even the temperature of the solar fire essence.
"Little bastard... our clan's supreme prince won't let you off!" the two Golden Crows roared.
Ye Fan remained unmoved. His true body and Dao body each stepped forward, grasping a black saint arrow, using them as spears to impale the severely wounded Golden Crows, pinning them in midair.
Blood dripped down the dark shafts. The two Golden Crows finally felt terror. This man, like a god or demon, made them tremble.
"Ah, no—spare our lives..."
Too late. Ye Fan struck with cold ruthlessness, tearing them apart in midair. As blood rained wildly, he bathed in saint-level Golden Crow blood, like a deity who had slaughtered his way out of hell!
Soon after, Ji Zi and the Holy Prince appeared. Seeing this, they were stunned—Ye Fan had already killed both Golden Crows alone.
In this pursuit of the two ancient Golden Crows, Ye Fan had feared mishaps and called several helpers to search separately. They had domain gates connecting them, allowing mutual support.
"Today, I'm treating everyone. Crow god meat, crow bone soup, roasted Golden Crow wings, fried Golden Crow legs... everything you could want. I'll invite some friends to come and replenish themselves," Ye Fan said.
The two Golden Crows were like small mountains, enormous, their golden feathers gleaming like cast gold. They were two mountains of meat—enough to feed however many people came.
"Within this hall, there's an ancient teleportation array leading to the deepest part of the Sun Star, where a divine-like being lies dormant," Ye Fan shared what he knew.
"In ancient times before the present era, there were gods in the world. Could it be a supreme being from the mythical age?" The Holy Ape Prince showed a strange expression.
"If so, we likely have no way to approach," Ji Zi said.
Ye Fan smiled. "No matter. The Human Demon has returned. That wild man elder has a very picky palate. Who knows—he might even fancy eating divine flesh."
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