Chapter 1303: Trembling
Thump, thump...
The sound grew stronger and stronger, like a powerful heart beating, or like the divine drums of the ancient Heavenly Court sounding again after being sealed for eons.
Cultivators with weaker strength turned pale, their hearts feeling like they would explode under this rhythm. One by one, they clutched their chests and continuously retreated.
The stone men Lun Duo and Mo Pu changed color one after another, feeling a chill in their hearts. This was a dry well from before the ancient era. How could there possibly be a living thing after countless ages? This was truly hair-raising, simply inconceivable.
Just how ancient of a creature was this? How could it have lived for such an immeasurably long time, completely defying common sense, like an undying myth!
"That's right, this was originally a well from the mythological era. It's understandable that it could have such an immortal miracle," someone said with a trembling voice.
"Nonsense! No one can live for such a long time. Even a Great Emperor's lifespan in one lifetime is only ten to twenty thousand years," someone retorted.
The pace of the human race's attack slowed. This place was too eerie, making people's legs tremble, always feeling it was filled with ill omen.
As for the Sacred Spirit race, they were also caught in a dilemma. Now, guarding was not right, and not guarding was also not right. What was happening was too unbelievable.
"Hold the line!" By the dry well, mist swirled—it was condensed from flames. Within the fiery haze, a terrifying Sacred Spirit sat cross-legged, coldly issuing this command.
Upon hearing this, Lun Duo's gaze blazed fiercely. He struck out ruthlessly again, slaughtering the humans and ancient beasts in the vicinity until flesh and blood flew everywhere. They were forced to retreat, with no one able to withstand his edge.
A Saint King peak-level stone man was truly invincible here. Except for a Great Sage arriving in person, no one could subdue him! Moreover, if it were a low-level Great Sage, they might very well be counter-killed by him.
"For our Sacred Spirit race, it takes millions of years to achieve a Dao body. Once we emerge into the world, we are no longer nurtured by heaven and earth. Our lives become as short as humans', gradually aging. What kind of existence is this, to be able to survive such a long time without dying?"
The Sacred Spirit Mo Pu muttered, a shadow of gloom rising in his heart. If not for the command from that fire-clan old Sacred Spirit sitting cross-legged on the ground, he truly wouldn't want to guard this dry well. Who knew what might come out of it?
"You can rest assured. This well has a great connection to our Sacred Spirit race. If there is a sacred artifact, it is a contingency plan left by our ancient ancestor." Within the leaping flames, the old Sacred Spirit spoke coldly.
"Kill! Anyone who dares to approach will be killed without mercy. Use the blood of these humans and ancient beasts to irrigate the dry well, to welcome the emergence of our clan's ancestral artifact!"
Lun Duo and Mo Pu gave the order, commanding a multitude of strong experts to sweep through the nearby cultivators, seizing blood to sacrifice to the ancient well. This place instantly became a slaughterhouse.
The Guide Envoy of the Human Race's Tenth City led a large force of strong experts to attack forward. The Overlord Dragon Queen Tuo Lan also commanded many ancient beasts, launching a fierce assault. They knew that the Sacred Spirit race's ancestral artifact could not emerge, or this star region would shatter.
The ancient testament left by their predecessors made them believe deeply—they had to stop this.
Both sides engaged in a great battle, a fierce clash. Blood splattered, continuously converging into the ancient well. The Guide Envoy and Tuo Lan sadly realized that retreating was not an option, nor was advancing.
The Great Moon Slope shook with the roar of battle, and within the Spirit Ghost Burial Ground, blood rained and winds howled!
Ye Fan re-entered the Great Moon Slope, but he could not change anything. There were too many strong experts. Without a Great Sage to take command, who could deal with the supreme powerhouse sitting by the ancient well—the Fire Sacred Spirit?
From the sky to the ground, corpse after corpse fell. Blood rain scattered. It was a scene of doomsday, as if heading toward great destruction.
"Ah..."
"Kill!"
Various screams and roars came, shaking heaven and earth. On the battlefield, blood gushed and bones lay in piles.
This scene was terrifying, like a battle between gods and demons. Corpses fell with a rustling sound, causing the Great Moon Slope to tremble.
Ye Fan, bathed in blood, advanced through piles of corpses, continuously fighting. Although he knew he couldn't kill that old Sacred Spirit, he still tried his best to stop and disrupt, preventing the demon well from opening.
At this moment, even his hair was stained red with blood, sticking together in strands. His battle robe was soaked, all covered in bloodstains.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, heaven and earth shook, and the sky split apart. A suffocating pressure appeared. A Great Sage had fought his way here. Azure Phoenix Daoist flew sideways, blood at the corner of his mouth, tumbling down from the void.
"Human race, you are not enough. You cannot stop the Sacred Spirit's footsteps!" A majestic voice sounded. A giant stone man stood in the sky, looking down like a celestial god.
The sound of terrifying blood flowing within his body was like thunder, shaking many people until their ears rang and they couldn't stand steady.
This was an invincible Sacred Spirit, at least with no opponent to be found in this star region. Now even Azure Phoenix Daoist had been defeated. Pale-faced, he staggered back who knows how many miles before stopping in mid-air.
"The human race's Dao Protector... has been defeated!"
"Even Azure Phoenix Daoist cannot withstand the Sacred Spirit. What can we do?"
All human cultivators were in despair. How powerful was Azure Phoenix Daoist? Stunning past and present, he was the supreme existence on this section of the Stellar Ancient Path, yet he was no match for the Sacred Spirit.
"Human race, you are numerous, but you are all sheep. How can you compare to my race? One of us is enough to kill billions of you!" Mo Pu shouted from the ground.
These words were like a sharp knife stabbing into many people's hearts. Azure Phoenix Daoist had been defeated. Who could turn the tide? How could they fight?
"Human race, anyone who dares to block us will be killed to the last!" The Sacred Spirit named Ao Mang said coldly from high in the sky.
Azure Phoenix Daoist wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth without retreating. Step by step, he ascended into the sky, holding a war spear, and walked toward the Sacred Spirit Ao Mang again.
"Human race, you are not enough. Defeated is defeated. No one can contend with our Sacred Spirit race. Those of the same realm are all lambs waiting to be slaughtered!" Mo Pu sneered from the ground. "Even if you have a population of billions, so what? You can't find a single strong expert to match my ancestor Ao Mang. You are all ants, billions of ants!"
Mo Pu's words were like a steel needle stabbing into everyone's hearts—painful yet helpless. The Sacred Spirits were truly too powerful. Few in the same realm could match them.
"Hateful! If those invincible physiques of the human race's next generation had grown to the Great Sage realm, how could you be so arrogant? We would kill you all cleanly!" The Guide Envoy of the Human Race's Tenth City said with hatred.
"The human race's next generation? Leave them all to me. Rest assured, I will wipe out all these so-called peerless prodigies. I will go and traverse the next section of your ancient path!" Mo Pu said coldly.
He was honored as the Little Young Master, at the mid-level Saint King realm. Invincible in this realm, he had yet to suffer a single defeat.
"You are arrogant!" Many people were enraged. His words were too hurtful, making people wish they could kill him on the spot.
Footsteps sounded in the sky. Azure Phoenix Daoist, with white hair scattered and a hunched body, holding a war spear, was about to attack again. His back was thin and desolate.
"It's useless. Your human race is no match for my Sacred Spirits!" The stone man Mo Pu said. He stood before the ancient well, looking up at the sky to watch the battle. His words made many clench their fists, but at this moment, they couldn't refute. No one could step forward to fight the peerless Sacred Spirit Ao Mang in the sky.
A burst of exclamations came. Everyone was shocked to see a young man rise into the air and fly toward Azure Phoenix Daoist.
Ye Fan secretly transmitted a message, wanting to give the Green Copper Cauldron to the old Daoist as a weapon.
"It's you! Still not dead!" On the ground, Mo Pu and Lun Duo were both startled, then showed fury, shouting in unison, "You killed another of our race! Wu Gu is dead?!"
Everyone was shaken. This man named Ye Fan had killed more than one stone man? Whether human, ancient beast, or foreign races from outside the domain, all were greatly shocked.
In the distance, on the outskirts of the Great Moon Slope, Mu Guanghan, Yu Xian, Ku Toutuo, and others were also on the battlefield, showing strange expressions as they couldn't help but look this way.
Many human trial-takers were simply dumbfounded. This person was too "fierce"!
"This is the Sacred Body from the Burial Emperor Star..." someone said softly.
In an instant, everyone was stunned, their hearts shaken with shock.
Such battle achievements were too astonishing. To be able to destroy a Sacred Spirit was truly earth-shattering. At this moment, the name Ye Fan was firmly remembered by everyone.
However, many didn't understand why he ascended into the sky. No matter how powerful he was, he couldn't contend with a Great Sage-level Sacred Spirit. Going up like this would most likely leave no path to survival.
At this moment, Ye Fan was anxious. Azure Phoenix Daoist seemed not to have heard his transmission and didn't stop. Dragging his tired old body, holding a damaged war spear, he was going to face the Sacred Spirit Ao Mang alone.
"Human, you are persistent. Do you think that never giving up can win the battle? I admit, you are a rare and stunning talent rarely seen through the ages, but you are not my match. If you don't stop now, I will pay a certain price to make you utterly destroyed, body and soul." Ao Mang said coldly.
His words were filled with killing intent, like a cold wind howling past, chilling every cultivator on the Great Moon Slope from head to toe. Everyone looked at Azure Phoenix Daoist's back, their hearts filled with sorrow.
"If I were five hundred years younger, I would not lose." Azure Phoenix Daoist sighed softly.
Hearing these words, many felt bitterness in their hearts... the sorrow of old age.
This was once an invincible existence, but now in his twilight years, his blood energy had declined. He no longer had the majesty and momentum to swallow up the world. His body was far from what it used to be.
"Grandmaster!" The Guide Envoy of the Human Race's Tenth City couldn't help but shed tears.
Everyone was filled with grief and indignation. How astonishingly talented Azure Phoenix Daoist had been in the past! But in the end, he had grown old. Today, he would suffer a great defeat, perhaps staining heaven and earth with his blood. The desolation of a hero in his twilight years, ending like this, made everyone's hearts feel blocked.
Ye Fan couldn't catch up, his heart filled with great anxiety. Azure Phoenix Daoist didn't stop, and Ye Fan couldn't just offer the Green Copper Cauldron directly, afraid that the Sacred Spirit Ao Mang would seize it.
The stone man Mo Pu sneered coldly: "What do you mean by 'five hundred years younger'? Not good enough is not good enough! The cruel truth will make you understand—gap is gap. The human race is inferior to the Sacred Spirits! If you don't accept it, you can find a strong expert with vigorous blood energy. As long as they dare to come out, I'll kill them cleanly and trample them into bloody mud!"
Everyone was furious, their blood boiling. They wished they could immediately fight him, killing him publicly at the same realm.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, heaven and earth split apart. A blood energy like an ocean descended, covering the sky. A tall figure tore through the void and rushed out.
He was of majestic stature, with disheveled hair, radiating a terrifyingly supreme fluctuation. He formed his fingers into a sword and slashed toward the stone man Mo Pu, so fast that no one could react.
"Ah..."
Mo Pu screamed. A stream of pure energy flew out from his head. He had been stripped of part of his cultivation, falling from the invincible Saint King realm down to the Saint realm.
Seeing this person, Ye Fan's eyes brimmed with tears. He shouted excitedly. This person, who had shown him great kindness, was actually not dead!
Boom!
Heaven collapsed, earth sank. The tall figure in the sky swung the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, swallowing up the world with his momentum, and struck toward the invincible Sacred Spirit Ao Mang in the sky—advancing without retreat, where I exist, no enemy exists!
"Ah..." On the ground, Mo Pu screamed, almost going mad. He had actually been cut down an entire major realm.
"Now, I want to make you understand—a Sacred Spirit of the same realm is nothing but a fart!" Ye Fan pounced over to kill. He understood the meaning of that tall figure in the sky—to let him, a Saint, duel Mo Pu!