# Chapter 1287: Kill Them All
"Ah..." Liu Ye screamed.
The spear tip was a full foot long, cold and piercing, stabbing through Liu Hua's chest. He struggled in agony as blood splattered, sticky and warm as it landed on his body.
Ye Fan's black hair was disheveled. Holding the spear with one hand, angled toward the sky, he pinned Liu Ye in midair. Blood flowed along the cold metal spear shaft, bright crimson, shocking to behold.
The icy spear tip had a blood groove, deep and long, where blood gushed forth with a fishy smell, staining the thick metal spear body.
Not long ago, the lofty enforcer now had Ye Fan's spear piercing through him, suspended in midair, dripping with blood, plunging the entire Yan Mansion into silence.
"You will regret this!" Former Commander Yan Yu said. Though restrained by the Guide Envoy, he could still speak, a trace of venom in his face.
Liu Ye was the nephew of an enforcer, his status extraordinary, his background intimidating. Yet Ye Fan had still run him through, blood spilling on the spot.
"I never regret anything I do!" Ye Fan said decisively.
With a clang, he thrust the metal spear into the ground. Liu Hua screamed as he was pinned directly onto a large bluestone, blood spraying, his body trembling.
Ye Fan drew a bone arrow, pulled back his great bow, and said to the Dragon Horse: "End his life!"
At this moment, the Dragon Horse was pursuing Yan Chifeng. Having become a Saint, its combat power had soared, trampling Yan Yu's great-grandson until he wailed miserably, a gruesome sight, over a hundred bones broken throughout his body.
"Chi!"
The bone arrow shot out, tearing through the void like a comet crashing into the depths of the star domain, earth-shattering, the entire sky trembling.
"No!" Former Commander Yan Yu shouted, his heart splitting at the sight. This was his only great-grandson, being used as a living target. He wanted to block it, but his body couldn't move.
"Ah..." A miserable scream rang out. Yan Chifeng's features twisted, the arrow striking his brow. A blossom of blood splattered, then his entire head exploded, followed by his whole body shattering, form and spirit annihilated. This time, there was no substitute puppet to use.
Yan Yu was in such pain he nearly fainted. He cursed Ye Fan, his eyes blazing with murderous light, but the Guide Envoy suppressed him, making it hard to move.
"You're too unrefined. How can you take lives from my hands? Heaven has compassion for life. Letting him die like this is too merciful!" The Dragon Horse said discontentedly.
"You are demons!" Yan Yu shouted, spitting blood in rage.
"The real demons are in hearts like yours." Ye Fan rebuked. He showed no mercy to such people.
Whoosh!
The Yan Mansion and the entire street erupted in uproar. What happened today was destined to shake the Second Human City and spread to the Ancient Stellar Path.
Ye Fan first slaughtered Great Commander Yu Han, then fought at the former commander's mansion, killing the enforcer's nephew and others. This was truly earth-shattering, a raging storm!
The remaining two aliens, pale-faced, silently retreated, wanting to escape. But how could people let them go?
Yu Xian, Miao Wei, and other cultivators who had followed in all struck out, cutting off their retreat, wanting to capture them alive.
"Kill them!" The Guide Envoy spoke, brief and forceful.
Ye Fan pondered. If interrogated, it would certainly implicate some big fish. He didn't want to make things difficult for the Guide Envoy either. He drew his bow again, two bone arrows shooting out with a puff puff sound, directly killing the two alien experts, turning them into blood mist and shattered bones.
"Deep in the Ancient Stellar Path, you will find it hard to take a single step. The one who can truly attain the Dao will send you on your way!" One alien called out venomously before dying.
"Di Tian, is it? If he dares block my path, I'll take his life and blast him into a rain of blood!" Ye Fan said coldly.
The two aliens, filled with unwillingness and resentment, turned directly to ash, their divine sense imprints completely erased.
"This guy really rivals the Great Demon God Gu Huang—decisive and domineering." The Banished Immortal's little maid, Ling'er, muttered.
"Today, grievances will be settled, grudges avenged. No one leaves!" The Dragon Horse shouted, its hooves stamping through the sky, blocking the Second Leader of the Thirteen Heavenly Desolate Riders, Ye Wuhun.
Ye Wuhun wanted to kill it, but the Dragon Horse had become a Saint, its combat power soaring, terrifyingly strong. One hoof strike nearly split him apart.
Ye Wuhun was also a Saint. Even his mount, the Azure Dragon, was a Saint Beast, showing his cultivation level. But unfortunately, he met the Dragon Horse, this freak, and was instead suppressed. After eating four hoof strikes, his armor shattered, his chest bones broken.
"Ah..." The Second Leader of the Thirteen Heavenly Desolate Riders roared. This was an humiliation. He felt extremely unwilling. Not long ago, he had confronted Ye Fan head-on in battle.
Now, he was suppressed by Ye Fan's mount. Clearly, the two were no longer on the same level. He was far behind, completely unable to fight back, soon heavily injured.
"Puff."
The Dragon Horse spun, galloping across the sky. Blood splattered as it trampled the head of Ye Wuhun's Saint Beast Azure Dragon mount, a bloody mess, dying a violent death.
"I'll fight you to the death!" Ye Wuhun shouted. He had schemed against Ye Fan many times, inciting Yan Chifeng to act, joining with Guan Cheng to target Ye Fan and the Dragon Horse. He never expected to end up like this, suppressed by a mount. Before absolute power, everything was laughable.
"Watch my self-created Eight Dragon Steps. If you can dodge, I'll spare your life. If not, I'll send you on your way!" The Dragon Horse put on the airs of a peerless expert.
Dong, dong...
Deafening hoofbeats rang out, like heavenly drums pounding. The Dragon Horse galloped across the sky. Each step was like a Saint Artifact exploding, crushing the universe, splitting heaven and earth.
"Puff," "Puff"...
The Second Leader of the Thirteen Heavenly Desolate Riders' body shook violently, continuously retreating, despair in his heart, filled with frustration. Originally able to contend with Ye Fan, now he couldn't even match his mount.
"Eight Dragon Steps!" The Dragon Horse galloped across the sky, arrogantly spitting out these four words.
Then, puffing sounds came without end. The Second Leader of the Thirteen Heavenly Desolate Riders' limbs, torso, head—all bore terrible hoof prints, successively exploding, becoming a rain of blood.
"The Demon God Gu Huang will wait for you on the road ahead. He kills all under heaven on the Ancient Stellar Path, unmatched. Avenge us!" Ye Wuhun fell, filled with unwillingness.
Everyone trembled. The name of the Great Demon God shook the Ancient Stellar Path. Ahead, he fought until the sun and moon lost their light, heaven and earth lost their color, causing headaches for talents like the Banished Immortal and Di Tian.
With today's battle, Ye Fan had simultaneously offended Di Tian and the Great Demon God. The road ahead would certainly be difficult, with the strongest and most intense battles.
Boom!
Ye Fan sacrificed his Cauldron. Mother Qi of All Things descended, crushing the Yan Mansion to ruin. Row after row of ancient buildings turned to ash. Though ancient formations were laid, they couldn't block the Cauldron's might.
From this day on, the Yan Family was razed to the ground. None of the key figures escaped; all were executed.
"Ah..." Yan Yu shouted. As a Saint King, he could only watch helplessly, unable to stop any of this, his heart filled with frustration.
"Please, Guide Envoy, enforce the law and kill this beast!" Ye Fan said.
The Guide Envoy sighed softly. Such a disturbance in the Second Human City was indeed his responsibility. Facing the heroes, he could only enforce the law strictly, suppressing those who broke the rules.
"No..." Yan Yu shouted, struggling in terror. But as the great hand in the sky crushed down, his body shattered inch by inch.
"Senior, let me do it. On this path, let me bear all the infamy!" Ye Fan soared into the air, stomping down, stepping on Yan Yu's forehead bone.
"Puff"
Like a firework blooming, Yan Yu's Immortal Platform shattered, his primordial spirit burning, becoming ashes.
Ye Fan was like a demon king, his gaze cold, his thick hair loose, landing on the ground.
Alas, Yan Yu had already entered the Saint King realm. If he had fully consolidated, his achievements would have been limitless. He could have walked a glorious path, but in the end, he died here.
Finally, everyone's gaze turned to Ye Fan. The black spear pinned Liu Ye to the ground, blood dripping. He had not yet died.
"Stop! Let me go, and everything will be fine from now on. Deep in the Ancient Stellar Path, many benefits await you." He called out in fear.
Ye Fan activated the Weapon Art. The Great Luo Silver Essence battle suit shone brilliantly, clanking, peeling off from Liu Ye's body, reassembling nearby.
This was a powerful Saint King battle suit, forged from divine pestle material, belonging to a powerful enforcer on the Ancient Stellar Path. Now, Ye Fan had seized it.
A young man in a moon-white tight-fitting suit, pale-faced, revealed his true appearance. He was handsome but seemed somewhat effeminate, his gaze like the Grand Yin Star, with a lingering yin aura.
"Let me go, and you can roam freely deep in the Ancient Stellar Path!" He continued to raise the stakes.
Ye Fan pulled out the spear, then grabbed him by the collar with a bang, pulling him close. Without a word, he directly slapped him across the face.
"Slap!"
This was a slap that made everyone watching feel their own faces ache. Teeth mixed with blood and saliva flew everywhere. Half his face was nearly beaten to a pulp.
Of course, all this was Ye Fan restraining himself. Otherwise, he would have directly shattered his head.
"You... dare hit me..."
Liu Ye was stunned by the slap. His identity was extraordinary. Since childhood, who had dared touch a single hair on him? Now, he was being humiliated like this.
"Slap!"
Ye Fan backhanded him, smashing the other side of his face as well. All his teeth fell out, flying away with blood.
Then, Ye Fan kicked out. Liu Ye flew like a ball, crashing into the distance.
The Dragon Horse spread its hooves, galloping past. Miserable screams rang out. Liu Ye was trampled, bones broken, tendons snapped. A basin-sized hoof landed on him, turning him into a lump of mud.
"Ah..." He screamed miserably, looking to the Guide Envoy for help, wanting him to intervene.
The Guide Envoy opened his mouth to speak, but Ye Fan interrupted: "I did all this. Let me be the villain to the end."
"Puff"
Liu Ye's head shattered. He died in humiliation. All his previous venom, cruelty, arrogance, and domineering... none of it mattered anymore. He was trampled to death.
That day, the Second Human Sacred City shook greatly. Soon, the news spread into the Ancient Path, triggering a massive uproar!
"The Sacred Body has come!"
"The Sacred Body from the Burial Emperor Star has come!"
The Human Sacred Body appeared, silent for a hundred thousand years, reappearing on the Ancient Stellar Path. He killed the City-Protecting Great Commander, slew the enforcer's nephew, made a domineering entrance, turning into a storm.
This news, like a torrent, swept through heaven and earth, surging toward the front of the Ancient Stellar Path, triggering a great earthquake!