# Chapter 1265: Bloody Battle into the City
Fresh divine blood splattered, cold sacred weapons clashed, terrifying immortal light swallowed the heavens—this battle was like a war of gods and demons, brutal and fierce, sweeping across all directions.
The majestic and colossal city crouched like a slumbering divine lion, exuding a kind of majesty that could not be violated. Ye Fan and his group charged straight in, triggering a massive uproar.
For many years, no one had dared to act recklessly within the city. This was unprecedented—trial takers actually fighting their way all the way here. The entire city was shocked, and everyone paid close attention.
Ye Fan single-handedly battled Gu Ling, Guan Cheng, and the second leader of the Thirteen Heavenly Desolate Riders, fighting until he boiled over, his blood energy connecting heaven and earth.
Along the way, they fought life-and-death battles, their destructive power shocking all who witnessed it—from the Bloody Trial Ground to boarding the Five-Colored Altar, all the way to the second sacred city of the human race, the impact spreading far and wide.
Extraterrestrial meteors burned, ancient stars split apart, and the dark universe was torn open—these were the scenes when they fought madly on the road.
Now that they had entered the city, everyone was still full of energy, their battle intent undiminished. They fought until black hair danced wildly, blood splattered everywhere, and the heavens shook.
Ye Fan's battle robe was shattered, blood energy from his skull surged like a true dragon, piercing the sky. His eyes were as terrifying as cold lightning, and the black long spear in his hand could split the heavens and destroy stars, displaying a heroic posture that could swallow mountains and rivers.
Without a doubt, this was a difficult battle. The leader of the Thirteen Heavenly Desolate Riders possessed astonishing combat power, even surpassing the captain Guan Cheng, truly a formidable enemy.
His black hair hung loose, his strong, dragon-like bronze upper body was bare, and beams of terrifying light shot from his eyes like a wild beast. The purple war spear in his hand pierced through heaven and earth, each strike like a purple sun exploding.
The two clashed like two stellar rivers, engaging in fierce confrontation, leaving behind afterimages. Long spear against war spear, clanging loudly, one black and one purple like intertwined lightning.
Every spear thrust pierced the heavens, capable of shattering meteors in the cold universe. The spear light blazed, divine might overwhelming the heavens.
The second leader of the Thirteen Heavenly Desolate Riders was also an extraordinary figure. Clad in azure-gold armor and wielding a great halberd, he swept across the universe, as brave as a demon god.
The ancient formations within the majestic city all revived, but many Dao patterns were instantly erased. Some extraterrestrial meteors were shattered by the rising sharpness, showing how brutal this battle was.
Everyone was stained with blood, all wounded, yet they still fought desperately, bathing in blood.
Along the way, other trial takers who traveled together were caught up in this battle. Some were injured, and four died.
From this, one could glimpse the extent of the battle. Both sides fought until their blood boiled, only thinking of killing the other, caring about nothing else.
"What kind of people are these? Their audacity is too great—they actually fought all the way into the sacred city, setting a precedent never seen before on the trial path."
"Who is that man standing in the center, fighting in all directions? He fights several heroes alone. Such powerful blood energy, such terrifying battle intent—rarely seen since ancient times!"
Many powerful cultivators in the city rushed over, watching and discussing.
"Stop! How dare you desecrate the sacred city? Do you want to defy the law? Violating city rules means death without mercy!"
The soldiers guarding this ancient city shouted, their faces ashen. In the past, even those legendary supreme talents who could attain the Dao had dismounted before entering. But these people were full of wildness, killing their way in with blood and iron, becoming "war maniacs."
There were few soldiers at the city gate. When commanders from other areas heard this, they brought dozens of men, their faces dark, shouting loudly for them to stop.
Moreover, even the Guide Envoy was alarmed. A deafening Dao roar came from deep within the ancient city, ordering them to cease battle, or they would be suppressed and killed.
The Second Sacred City was buzzing with noise. Everyone was stunned. Within the hundred-mile city, everyone knew about it, all dumbfounded. What kind of trial takers were these? Truly audacious!
"For many years, I still remember those most terrifying powerhouses who dominated various ancient star domains when they passed through the city—even they were not like this."
"After years of peace, a great storm has finally arisen. Are these people going to overturn the sacred city?"
Ye Fan and the others had not announced their names, but they had already attracted attention from all directions. Fighting their way into the city with blood, it was impossible not to draw attention.
They finally stopped, each exuding killing intent, staring coldly at each other, not backing down.
In this battle, the Dragon Horse suffered considerable injuries. Ye Fan had wounds but nothing serious. The Thirteen Heavenly Desolate Riders were all stained with blood on their battle robes. Two sacred beasts nearly fell, covered in blood, collapsed on the ground. Guan Cheng's eyes held a cold light—his left chest was pierced through by Ye Fan's spear, his heart shattered, blood pooling on the ground like a small river, shocking to behold, nearly extinguishing his spirit.
Ku Toutuo, Mu Guanghan, Tuoba Yu, Ouye Mo, and other trial takers who came together stood in the distance. Though they did not participate, they witnessed this battle firsthand and knew its intensity.
This city was the second sacred city on the Stellar Ancient Path, but it was many times more majestic and vast than the first city, with an even more solemn and dignified atmosphere.
The Great Commander of the Second Sacred City did not look pleased. He stared at them for a long time before speaking: "You truly have great boldness. Do you take the human sacred city as a trial ground? Do you want to fight all the experts in the city?"
Leaving the Bloody Battlefield, only one hundred and forty-seven people survived to come here. The others had all fallen. Now, it was deathly silent.
"You are Gu Ling of the Thirteen Heavenly Desolate Riders. I have heard of you. You are Guan Cheng, who has set foot on this path again..."
The Great Commander said coldly, calling out the names of those who had fought in the bloody battle, immediately causing a stir.
"The leader of the Thirteen Heavenly Desolate Riders—this is a figure whose name had already spread into the city while still on the road."
The agile little maidservant smiled and said: "More than twenty years ago, when Brother Di Tian obtained the Source of the Dao, you also contributed. Now if you also possess it, who on this Stellar Ancient Path can contend with you?"
"Di Tian is astonishingly talented, his natural endowments surpassing ancient and modern times. It is not surprising that he obtained the Source of the Dao. It has nothing to do with me. But the battles ahead are fierce. This era is too terrifying—it is practically a mythological age. Even someone as strong as Di Tian, who has received heaven's recognition, has encountered several great enemies. It is hard to say who will laugh last. I am going to the Second City to see that cultivator who sealed the Source of the Dao, to see if I can persuade him to part with it and give it to Di Tian."
The little maidservant was unhappy: "Brother Di Tian has already obtained the true Source of the Dao. Miss, why must you do this? You should exchange with that cultivator from behind and keep it for yourself."
"Di Tian has obtained the Source of the Dao. If he merges with another portion, he might be able to evolve a world-shaking immortal treasure. That is very important," said the woman on the Dao platform.
"Miss, you are favored by heaven. You have obtained the twelve-grade lotus platform from the Chaos Immortal Soil. Wouldn't it be even better if you also obtained the Source of the Dao?" the little maidservant urged.
"I waited too long for the Chaos Lotus Platform to mature. On the road ahead, if Di Tian has no support, it will likely be very difficult. This is a mythological age. Everyone has their own power. Only by forming alliances can we move forward and stand at the peak," said the woman on the Dao platform, and then she fell silent.