Chapter 1252: The Imperial Road Is a Heap of Bones
Jun Wei Mountain Lord wore a purple-gold crown on his head and a Qilin battle robe, his immortal aura swirling thickly. When his eyes opened and closed, two sharp beams of light shot forth.
*Boom!*
Those two points of light rapidly expanded, like a flood sweeping the heavens, purple clouds boiling over, drowning Ye Fan's position like a river of stars.
The battle began, erupting in an instant!
This was a strange ocular technique. Jun Wei Mountain Lord's gaze was exceptionally peculiar, terrifyingly so, releasing an aura that could slay sages and saints.
"Heaven grows old, seas dry up, rocks crumble—one glance spans ten thousand years!" His nearly demonic words rang out as his hair danced wildly, his pupils becoming the source of purple light. His entire body stood tall and mighty, towering in the high sky.
A rumbling sound echoed without end. Ye Fan felt as if he were being invaded by the power of time. A terrifying aura spread, constantly cutting away his lifespan, as if it were stripping thousands of years of life energy from him in a single breath.
"The power of time? How is that possible!" the Dragon Horse exclaimed in shock. Time was a strange substance—precisely because of its existence, no one could achieve immortality, and few could ever touch this domain.
Yet Jun Wei Mountain Lord had actually invoked this forbidden power, shocking everyone. Who could resist time? Even a Great Sage would eventually sit in meditation and pass away within the river of time.
Ye Fan's heart pounded violently. The swirling purple mist and boiling radiance all slashed toward his body, making him feel as if he were aging ten thousand years.
*Boom!*
He expanded the Golden Sacred Domain, unleashing his form, evolving a Golden Taiji Circle. He himself became the dragon-shaped curve, the forces of Taiyin and Sun flowing through him, creating two points of balance.
With a dragon's roar, Ye Fan surged upward with the golden circle—this was his divine form, becoming an undying immortal light, crashing toward Jun Wei Mountain Lord.
A series of thunderous clashes, dozens or even hundreds of exchanges. The two struck with incredible speed, delivering hundreds of blows in an instant. The purple light was shattered.
Ye Fan retreated. The sensation of having his lifespan drained vanished, and everything returned to normal. He revealed a faint, cold smile.
This was not the power of time, but a strange divine force that could erode the wheel of life. It was silent and stealthy, capable of taking effect without one's notice.
But it had little effect on him. The Sacred Body's blood energy was vigorous, expelling it immediately, blocking it outside, and resolving this crisis.
He had to admit that those who walked the Stellar Ancient Path all had unique qualities. At the very least, many secret arts were unheard of, exceptionally rare.
When heroes clashed, the strongest emerged from the entire universe, tempered through endless tribulations and battles. This should be an essential element for attaining the Dao and becoming an emperor.
"Today is truly unsatisfying. Can I only watch from the sidelines?" the Dragon Horse complained, but it did not act rashly, standing at a distance to observe.
Jun Wei Mountain Lord stood like a mountain or a peak, towering in the sky. He stared at Ye Fan for a long time before letting out a long breath, then launched an even more terrifying attack.
Various divine lights danced through the air—all exquisite techniques. Any one of them, when unleashed, would shock immortals and make gods weep. If not for the ancient formations sealing the trial ground, it would have surely collapsed.
*Boom!*
All the giant mountains within a thousand miles were uprooted like straw, crashing into the depths of the vast mountain ranges. Some directly exploded in the sky.
Jun Wei Mountain Lord moved in harmony with heaven and earth with every gesture, wielding the power of the Great Dao. Purple light coiled around him like a dragon soaring.
"Six Divine Slashes!"
Suddenly, six divine blades appeared before Jun Wei Mountain Lord. Each one was ten thousand zhang long, stretching like mountain ranges, clustered like rivers of stars, dazzling and brilliant.
At the same time, an ancient, slaughterous aura swept across the heavens, emanating from these six divine blades, as if six deities had been resurrected.
"Kill!"
With a light shout from Jun Wei Mountain Lord, the six divine blades carried the power to cleave sun, moon, and stars, slashing toward Ye Fan one after another, shattering the cosmos.
*Roar...*
Ye Fan let out a long cry. His golden blood energy swept across thousands of miles, rolling up to the sky like a tsunami. He moved through heaven and earth like a demon god.
This was a shocking battle. The divine blades hummed, the gale winds split the sky. Ye Fan and Jun Wei Mountain Lord turned into two bolts of lightning, entangled in fierce combat.
Ten moves, fifty moves... a hundred moves!
There were not many who could fight Ye Fan for over a hundred moves, yet Jun Wei Mountain Lord could now clash with him, truly a rare and powerful opponent.
*Crack!*
Ye Fan kicked apart a blade's radiance, surging up a hundred thousand zhang high. The "Om" heavenly sound rumbled like thunder, crashing like the terrifying waves of a disintegrating star domain. All the divine blades were destroyed, mountains and rivers turned to ash, and this battlefield was left barren.
Jun Wei Mountain Lord's hair flew wildly. The light shooting from his eyes was cold enough to pierce bone. He struck with heavy blows, clashing with Ye Fan. His entire body's essence blood boiled, and a blood pillar like a true dragon shot from his crown, a horrifying sight!
Ye Fan was unafraid. He evolved the Battle Saint Art, fighting strength with strength, violence with violence. This was a wild battle, the two killing until the stars lost their luster and the sun and moon dimmed.
*Crack!*
Even the purple-gold crown on Jun Wei Mountain Lord's head exploded. His hair was disheveled, like a demon god, not inferior to Ye Fan. They fought until mountains collapsed and seas roared, shaking the trial ground.
The two clashed fiercely, sending chills down the spines of the four watching from afar.
"The Dao—the source of all things, the beginning of the universe. From ancient times to the present, in all directions, above and below—all are within the Dao."
Jun Wei Mountain Lord shouted. When he retreated far enough, he sat cross-legged in the void. His entire body steamed with waves of purple qi, his appearance solemn and dignified.
Suddenly, a purple miniature figure rushed out from between his brows. It wore battle armor, majestic and awe-inspiring, identical to him. In its hand, it held a purple-gold war halberd, looking divine and intimidating.
A primordial spirit weapon!
Ye Fan was startled. The purple crystal armor and the war halberd were both forged for the primordial spirit, possessing special divine abilities, specializing in killing primordial spirits.
*Whoosh!*
That purple miniature figure charged over. When its eyes opened and closed, cold lightning stabbed out, incredibly intimidating. The purple-gold war halberd in its hand emitted waves that could shatter others' primordial spirits. Its speed surpassed all limits.
Ye Fan revealed a hint of surprise. The divine technique Jun Wei Mountain Lord cultivated was somewhat similar to his own—ignoring physical distance, instantly pouncing to kill a person's primordial spirit.
In that instant, divine light flashed before Ye Fan's brow. A golden miniature figure rushed out, with a Primordial Qi Cauldron suspended above its head and a God-Slaying Whip in its hand.
*Clang*, *Zheng*...
The two miniature figures, one gold and one purple, each the size of a fist, were brighter and faster than lightning. They collided repeatedly, emitting blinding light and terrifying waves.
Some fierce birds and beasts a thousand miles away couldn't withstand the pressure, their primordial spirits shattering directly. This was a strange ripple, its killing power astonishingly great.
Behind them, the four experts with the Primordial Magnetic Immortal Light all turned pale. They propped up their array diagram, transforming into magnetic bodies, barely managing to block the terrifying divine waves.
*Clang!*
In the fierce battle, the war halberd in the purple miniature figure's hand snapped. Ye Fan used the Battle Saint Art to cut it into three sections, while the God-Slaying Whip in his hand smashed a piece of its armor.
*Boom!*
A surge of overwhelming purple light boiled over. Jun Wei Mountain Lord's primordial spirit fled, with the golden miniature figure in hot pursuit, determined to kill him completely.
A powerful saint artifact blocked the path, buying time for the purple miniature figure to return to its main body and retreat to a safe distance.
Ye Fan's primordial spirit was blocked. He did not pursue further, returning to his physical body immediately. His blood energy surged to the heavens, dominating the thirty-seventh region.
"Chaos!"
Jun Wei Mountain Lord's expression was cold. He only shouted these two words. Around him, a hazy mist immediately flowed, and chaos surged forth.
He grasped a portion of the laws of chaos, incredibly terrifying. This involved the power of creation, mobilizing the power of the entire world for his own use to suppress Ye Fan.
"Break!"
Ye Fan's entire body blazed with brilliant light. Ancient stars flowed within his blood, and rivers of stars were embedded in his marrow. It was as if he had transformed into a deity, every inch of his flesh a treasure vault, now fully opened.
Jun Wei Mountain Lord attacked with the power of creation, while Ye Fan opened the various gates of the human body, drawing the power of creation into the treasure gates within.
The two merged freely, forming a terrifying balance!
Jun Wei Mountain Lord released his power fully, killing with terrible laws and divine techniques, trying to destroy Ye Fan. But that place was like a bottomless pit, impossible to fill.
"Ah..." Jun Wei Mountain Lord spat blood, unable to withstand this drain.
Ye Fan said coldly, "You can open up a small piece of heaven and earth, and I can refine a small piece of the universe. Borrowing your divine technique, I refine my indestructible body!"
*Boom!*
Jun Wei Mountain Lord was sent flying, covered in blood. After eight hundred rounds of battle, he was finally defeated, suffering severe injuries.
"Attack together and kill him!" the four behind him shouted, charging forward simultaneously. The array diagram reappeared, and the Primordial Magnetic Immortal Light shot out, sweeping and killing mercilessly.
The Dragon Horse wanted to step forward, but Ye Fan stopped him. He fought the five alone, growing braver as he fought. First, he tore apart the incomplete chaos laws, then swept through the four.
"Kill!"
At this point, Jun Wei Mountain Lord also exhausted his divine power, doing everything he could to slaughter Ye Fan, attacking without restraint.
In his left hand, he held a purple bronze shield; in his right, a divine blood spear. Both were saint artifacts. His entire body's potential burned, his blood energy piercing the sun and moon, boiling over and flooding this place.
The four behind formed their array, also using forbidden artifacts. Each one's essence blood shot into the sky, fighting until heaven and earth split apart, struggling with all their might to wear down Ye Fan.
This was a supreme collision of power, a battle of blood and fire. The shackles on Ye Fan's hands and feet clanked loudly, weighing a million jin. They did affect his combat power when facing powerful enemies.
But his physical body was strong beyond measure, divinely brave and invincible. He gradually ignored them.
"Kill!"
Both sides roared, shattering the heavens. Every strike could break mountains and rivers for ten thousand miles!
*Roar...*
Ye Fan let out a long cry. His golden battle energy drowned one person. He punched straight through, and that person let out an unwilling, mournful roar before exploding into pieces, blood dripping everywhere.
"Ah..."
The other three's eyes turned red. They charged madly, fighting Ye Fan with desperate fury. Amid the splattering blood, cruelty and tragedy were laid bare.
Jun Wei Mountain Lord, with disheveled hair, had long lost his calm and composure. He roared, thrusting his divine blood spear forward.
At that moment, Ye Fan delivered a punch that shocked heaven and earth and made gods weep. His golden fist punched through the saint artifact purple bronze shield in Jun Wei Mountain Lord's left hand, shattering it into pieces!
The powerful force spread. Not only was Jun Wei Mountain Lord's left arm broken, but the entire left side of his body spasmed, countless bones shattered.
But what was most shocking was that Ye Fan snatched the divine blood spear, broke it with his bare arms, and with two *puff* sounds, hurled the broken spear shafts backward. The two behind screamed, falling backward into pools of blood. Each had their forehead pierced, blood splattering everywhere, dying on the spot.
Ye Fan swept through all his enemies, wielding the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist. Jun Wei Mountain Lord clashed with him for dozens of blows before finally collapsing. His arms shattered inch by inch, and the lower half of his body was blown apart. The upper half of his body flew sideways, falling into a pool of blood.
Ye Fan stood like a demon god, treading on the blood and bones of his enemies!