# Chapter 1307: The Invincible Path
Two powerful contenders clashed, launching a world-shaking strike that swallowed the eight desolates and swept across the universe!
Ye Fan's head-on collision with the Stone Man Mopu erupted with brilliant radiance, illuminating eternal light, and many people had their eyes blinded by the dazzling glare.
Various screams rang out, one after another. Fortunately, with their cultivation realms, they could instantly repair themselves without worrying about losing their eyesight.
With this strike, chaotic qi overflowed in all directions, heaven and earth reversed, and the cosmos shattered. Divine energy was boundless and immeasurable, with resplendent light everywhere, like the nine heavens' star river pouring down, vast and boundless, cascading downward, drowning this place.
The duel between Ye Fan and Mopu could be called the most intense battle he had fought since stepping onto the Stellar Ancient Path, surpassing all previous ones. This was an existence of extreme and terrifying power.
Boom!
Boundless divine radiance, vast and overwhelming, surged continuously. This time, one person still stood unmoved while the other flew out with a large spray of blood.
The two exchanged positions. It was not Ye Fan who was injured; the Stone Man Mopu was covered in blood, every drop sparkling with crystalline brilliance, flowing with divine power as he charged out of this storm.
"What? Mopu is not dead, he broke out!" Many people shuddered, fearing he would win, which would be a great calamity, a catastrophic disaster.
"Crack!"
At that moment, a shattering sound came from Mopu's chest. Blood immediately gushed forth. In some star domains, the blood of Sacred Spirits could be called divine blood.
Every strand of blood shimmered with divine splendor, impossible to stop, continuously spurting out, causing many hearts to tremble. A fist-sized hole appeared in Mopu's chest, punched through by someone, suffering unimaginably severe injuries.
Around that bloody hole, cracks spread outward, extending to all parts of his body. His entire form was about to split apart.
He swayed unsteadily, blood streaming from his body, divine power fluctuating violently. The primordial laws protected by the heavens above had actually shattered, blown apart by Ye Fan's fist!
Mopu's face was full of unwillingness. Today, his thoughts were no different from Ye Fan's—he wanted to establish an invincible conviction. As a result, he became someone else's whetstone.
The strong are always strong; the defeated will be forgotten. If anyone ever mentioned him, it would only be to highlight the power of the Human Clan's Sacred Body. The blood of the Sacred Spirit was merely part of another's halo.
"Ah..." Mopu let out a miserable cry. He truly was unwilling, his heart filled with humiliation, roaring in fury.
They all said Sacred Spirits were invincible, but today his predecessor had lost, and he himself had lost too—a complete defeat in a battle of the same rank, with no excuse whatsoever.
"Why?" He roared to the heavens, his divine blood flowing faster, staining the ground and rocks with strange luster.
"The Human Clan Sacred Body from the Burial Emperor Star has defeated a Sacred Spirit!"
"The Human Clan has repeatedly shattered the myth of Sacred Spirit invincibility, stripped away their undefeated halo, and erected a monument to Human Clan invincibility!"
Many people shouted excitedly. Not long ago, Mopu's words had wounded many cultivators, leaving them with pent-up anger. Now that someone of the same rank had defeated him, it made everyone unable to hold back their roars.
In the chaotic mist, Ye Fan's figure was somewhat blurry, motionless like a divine stele, radiating an invincible will that shook people's hearts.
His battle robe was stained with divine blood, his posture heroic, black hair flying, eyes like lightning shooting through the mist, like an invincible god or demon.
This battle seemed simple, but it was no less than a great battle of thousands or tens of thousands of moves. Everything was contained within these two fists—this was a supreme clash.
Ye Fan savored it carefully, gaining much insight. Although the battle was brief, it contained all kinds of dangers, requiring an indomitable momentum—victory or death.
Since stepping onto the first Human Clan checkpoint, for him, this was truly the first battle in substance, the first battle on the Emperor Road of contention!
"Is this the invincible Sacred Spirit lineage?" Ye Fan murmured from within the chaotic mist, without mockery or ridicule, just calm contemplation as he pondered the various unique advantages of this clan.
"You..." Mopu's face was ugly. These words were like a huge slap, fiercely striking his face, making him stagger backward.
"Crack"
The sound of shattering came again. Starting from his chest, terrible cracks appeared. His form was about to split, unable to maintain human shape.
Mopu let out a miserable cry. Ancient symbols rushed out from his body one after another, forcibly stabilizing his form, and then he pounced toward Ye Fan to kill him. He wanted to drag his opponent to death together as his body disintegrated.
Because his origin was about to explode, producing incomparably terrifying power!
Ye Fan suddenly raised his head, his gaze like a torch, scattering the chaotic qi. He did not retreat but instead strode forward, charging through.
"Puff!"
Sacred Spirit blood splattered. Heaven and earth darkened, yin winds howled, as if the heavens above were enraged.
Ye Fan punched through Mopu, shattering him into pieces. Divine blood turned into a rain of blood falling, his body completely exploding, shaking heaven and earth.
Various strange phenomena appeared in heaven and earth, as if expressing the displeasure of the heavens above—yellow whirlwinds, drifting blood rain, shocking the world.
Legend has it that slaughtering Sacred Spirits would eventually bring heavenly punishment, experiencing a terrible calamity.
Ye Fan's fist shattered everything. In his Wheel Sea, a Taiji immortal diagram appeared, emitting strands of divine radiance. At the same time, the sound of scripture chanting arose, extinguishing all heavenly phenomena.
Bang!
Ye Fan stepped on the broken stone skull, coldly looking at Mopu. This was the last remnant of the Stone Man; everything else had been beaten into dust.
"You have killed Sacred Spirits repeatedly, defying the heavens above. One day, misfortune will befall you, and in your later years, you will taste bitter fruit!" Mopu said coldly.
"If I am unmatched under heaven, what do I fear? The ethereal heavens above are the sustenance of the weak. I do not believe they exist. If anyone blocks me, I will shatter them with one fist!" Ye Fan said.
After stepping onto the starry sky, this was the first battle to establish his invincible path. The Emperor Road of contention—he had already set out, rising powerfully!
Many people changed color upon hearing this, feeling a brilliant war star rising. With an invincible conviction in his heart, swallowing the eight desolates—such a person's rise was unstoppable.
"Who is weak, who is strong?" Ye Fan asked calmly, looking at the stone skull beneath his feet.
Mopu's eyes dimmed, losing their luster. He could not utter a single word. This battle was a complete defeat; he could find no excuse. In a fair duel, he was no match.
Ye Fan gave him the final mercy. With a kick, the entire stone skull exploded, divine blood dripping, scattering in all directions.
Mopu completely disappeared from heaven and earth, erased from existence!
"Who says Sacred Spirits cannot be defeated? Mopu has fallen and been destroyed—not a miracle, but annihilation of body and spirit in a fair duel!"
"The myth of Sacred Spirit invincibility is completely shattered. The Sacred Body from the Burial Emperor Star has single-handedly killed three Sacred Spirits!"
A clamor arose, spreading throughout the Great Moon Slope. All cultivators were discussing it.
"Who dares to insult my Sacred Spirit clan?!" Suddenly, a great roar came from the sky, shaking all the cultivators in the ten directions. An immense pressure surged.
Ao Mang had killed his way back from beyond the heavens. Seeing this scene, he roared, shattering the sky, and reached out a stone hand to grab Ye Fan.
"Chi"
Divine light split the heavens. Azure Phoenix Daoist arrived first, his war spear piercing through heaven and earth, stabbing toward that stone hand, blocking his path.
Azure Phoenix Daoist spread his immortal phoenix wings—this was his divine form, like an immortal bird spanning the sky—battling the Sacred Spirit Ao Mang, forcing him to fight again in the outer realms.
At the Ghost Spirit Burial Ground, the Stone Man Lun Duo roared in anger. But as soon as he moved, he was surrounded by the Guide Envoy of the Human Clan's Tenth City and Overlord Dragon Tuo Lan and others. They had been on guard against him and also initiated a great battle.
Ye Fan took out a jade jar, activated his divine power. Strands of crystalline divine blood rose from the ground, like divine chains, bright and dazzling, flowing into the jar.
This was Sacred Spirit blood, which could be used to refine medicine or help advance cultivation—a rare sacred substance in the world.
Heavenly Village had the Nine Orifices Spirit-Connecting Divine Liquid, which could be used to wash the marrow of later generations, obtained from a Stone Man that was about to take form—the essence of a divine fetus nurtured by heaven and earth.
Although this Sacred Spirit blood was not as good as the essence substance of the divine fetus in its most original state before taking form, it was still a heaven-defying thing, naturally worth preserving.
Many people looked on with burning eyes. Even the various foreign races on the Sacred Spirit's side showed greedy expressions, but they dared not act rashly.
From that battle just now, Ye Fan's strength was too astonishing. Except for Saint Kings, no one else present had the qualifications to fight him.
Cang Yan and Ao Mang were fighting in the outer realms. Lun Duo was battling the heroes at the Great Moon Slope. They had not retreated, so the foreign race armies they commanded naturally continued their assault. The cries of killing filled the sky, and the crisis at the Ghost Spirit Burial Ground grew more severe, not yet stopped.
Ye Fan collected some Sacred Spirit blood and then continued to join the battle.
With every strike, he moved heaven and earth, shattering one foreign race after another, felling one powerful expert after another beneath his feet.
The Emperor Road of contention was built on bones and corpses, decorated with blood. It was cruel and terrifying. With the slightest carelessness, one could fall into eternal damnation, becoming scenery on someone else's path.
Ye Fan had no choice but to advance!
"Dong," "dong"...
Dull sounds came. The ancient well shook violently. Among the bones, streams of blood turned into light, flying toward the well mouth, including some Sacred Spirit blood that Ye Fan had difficulty collecting.
Everyone felt oppressed, as if a hammer was striking their hearts, unbearable. Many people couldn't help but vomit large mouthfuls of blood.
This was a powerful wave of energy, as if a Great Emperor was breathing. This rhythm was unbearable for many. Many people retreated, their bodies nearly splitting apart.
"We have done our best. If we cannot hold it, let the Sacred Spirit clan open it and let them consume each other." Azure Phoenix Daoist transmitted from the outer realms, telling Ye Fan to retreat.
Clearly, the Guide Envoy of the Human Clan's Tenth City and Overlord Dragon Tuo Lan and others had already been warned. They began leading the Human Clan's strong experts and many ancient beasts to withdraw from the Great Moon Slope.
The Stone Man Lun Duo sat in command. He was a peak Saint King existence. With him presiding, this place was completely controlled. Without enough blood sacrifice, he even secretly killed some foreign races to perform a living sacrifice!
Weng Long!
Mountains collapsed and seas roared. A terrifying sound came from the well mouth, as if it was about to explode.
An old Daoist appeared, extremely blurry, impossible to see clearly, sitting cross-legged at the well mouth, reciting true scriptures, possessing a dignified and terrifying aura.
Unfortunately, this was just a trace of Dao mark. Since ancient times, endless years had passed. The old Daoist's figure was nearly worn away, no longer able to suppress this well.
"The Supreme Venerable's supreme imprint has finally been exhausted. The demon well is about to open, and no one can stop it." A sigh came from within the Human Clan's Tenth City.
Ye Fan's hair stood on end. That blurry old man was the Supreme Venerable? Too shocking!
The Supreme Venerable represented an extreme, an ancient existence from the mythological era. Later generations speculated that he was on the same level as the ancient Great Emperors.
Legend has it that the Nine Secrets of heaven and earth were created by several Supreme Venerables, representing the ultimate inheritance of nine fields!
"Boom!"
With the final loud sound, that blurry old Daoist disappeared. Clearly, the imprint had completely dimmed, worn away in the passage of time.
At the same time, heaven collapsed and earth split. The ancient well mouth shattered, and the seal was completely broken open!