Chapter 1351: Tragic and Fierce
Number One Under the Starry Sky!
Now, these two supreme physiques were clashing, prefiguring this possibility. The future imperial path would be paved with mountains of bones, and this battle was destined to be one of the most critical among them.
"Pfft"
Blood sprayed three thousand feet high, like a divine rainbow streaking across the universe, enchanting and tragic. Golden blood and purple blood splattered everywhere as Ye Fan and the Overlord fought to the point of madness, their bodies covered in wounds, the battle tragically fierce.
The Overlord might raise his combat power, suppressing Ye Fan with the Saint King realm, while Ye Fan had also prepared for the worst. If that happened, he would use any means necessary to eliminate his fated nemesis.
"Boom!"
The Overlord's Fist was unmatched. Every swing carried the vast aura of the primordial universe. Behind the Overlord stood a colossal phantom, towering in the starry sky, overlooking all living beings.
The sun, moon, and starry rivers revolved around this giant phantom, making it seem like a god who had opened up heaven and earth!
The starry river reversed, blood blossoms flew, and the Overlord's Fist, pushed to its extreme, could shatter anything. If Ye Fan hadn't mastered the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, this battle would have been incredibly difficult, as the Overlord's battle intent was too terrifying.
The two moved as swiftly as lightning, like two great stars colliding repeatedly, accompanied by thunder and lightning. Blazing radiance exploded, causing the heavens to tremble and the starry sky to dim.
Fist after fist drew blood, bones shattered, the scene was unbearable to behold. Flesh and blood flew from the Sacred Body and the Overlord Body. The tragic spectacle of this level of battle was shocking, intimidating everyone.
In the dark universe, the various heroes felt a chill run through their bodies. The battle between the young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline and the Sacred Body was too tragic.
This was a bloody fight, a life-and-death struggle, a competition for supremacy under heaven.
The Sacred Body and the Overlord were evenly matched, both drenched in blood. They fought until half their bodies were mangled, with white bone fragments exposed, sending chills down the spines of all who witnessed it.
The crowd was silent. Comparing themselves to these two, they felt a vast gap. Looking across the ancient path of the universe, how many people at this level could still fight these two?
Everyone was horrified, their hair standing on end. They broke out in goosebumps from fear and unease.
At this moment, only the Dragon Horse could still speak, neither nervous nor panicked. It had snatched the two ribs that were roasted to an oily sheen, exuding the aroma of meat.
"The blood and bones of the Overlord Body are rare in the world, truly hard to come by!" it commented nonchalantly, biting down with a crunch on a strip of meat, which shimmered with purple divine radiance—the essence of the Overlord Blood within.
Many among the heroes didn't know its origin and were all stunned. This horse was too formidable.
Was this a horse or a wolf? How could it eat meat? This was a question in many people's minds. No matter how high one's cultivation level, some racial traits should remain.
"This lord never eats vegetables; that's not my style. Unless it's an Immortal Elixir, eating big chunks of meat and drinking big bowls of wine is the true mark of a hero," the Dragon Horse said shamelessly.
A group of people felt dizzy. Ye Fan and the Overlord were locked in fierce combat, blood splattering everywhere, while this one was so eccentric, making it hard to adapt.
"Boom!"
The Purple Qilin radiated divine brilliance, its body crystal clear. Every scale was like divine metal forged, translucent and shining with a cold, heavy metallic feel.
It crushed the universe, like a purple torrent surging through the starry sky, charging in with overwhelming force. With a roar, all directions trembled!
The Purple Qilin, like its master, was wild with battle intent surging to the heavens. It pounced forward, each leap covering a great distance, treading through the heavens, radiating boundless light.
It aimed to kill the Dragon Horse!
Within the main battlefield, the Overlord's face was cold. He shifted positions, moving with extreme ferocity. His thick, long hair danced wildly, and his pupils were like two sharp blades, almost demonic.
"Pfft"
Blood splattered. The Overlord's body felt intense pain. His left shoulder failed to dodge Ye Fan's golden fist and was pierced through on the spot. Purple blood spilled, and a few pieces of gleaming white bone fell off.
But he used this opportunity to tear open Ye Fan's chest, ripping off a corner of his heart. Golden blood gushed out like a spring, spraying everywhere.
The bloody scene became even more shocking, chilling everyone from head to toe. Both had suffered severe injuries; if it had been anyone else, they would have already died and their Dao dissipated.
With the battle reaching this point, what they were fighting for was no longer ordinary victory or defeat. It wasn't just about personal life and death, but also the desires and glory of their ancestors.
The two bloodlines were in conflict. Who was stronger, who was weaker? From ancient times to the present, after so many generations of battles, perhaps it was time to draw a conclusion.
The Overlord wouldn't be bound by rules and regulations, but within controllable limits, he preferred to personally kill his nemesis at the same cultivation level. Only then could he prove that the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline was the strongest, number one under the starry sky!
Moreover, everyone knew that Great Emperors were invincible among their peers. Except for the chaotic ancient times, every emperor had fought bloody battles to the peak, killing many formidable enemies.
The Overlord naturally had a complex. He wanted to test himself. Even in this golden age, he could prevail among his peers, killing all opponents. Otherwise, how could he attain the Dao?
Doing so was the most powerful proof of matching the young ancient Great Emperors!
"Ah..." The Overlord let out a long roar. The metallic luster of his heavy armor had long dimmed, now tattered and torn. His purple pupils flickered with a dark light, growing even more dominant.
Over the years, Ye Fan had fought countless battles, but this was the first time he had fought so tragically. His indestructible sacred body was battered and broken, golden blood flowing as he fought to the point of madness.
"One rotation of Taiyin for ten thousand years, blood washes the heavens and earth!" the Overlord roared. His left hand formed a seal, suddenly unleashing a secret technique from the Taiyin Immortal Scripture.
This was a supreme yin divine seal, possessing terrifying power. It emanated from his fingertips, seeming capable of dissolving the entire universe. Black mist spread, appearing light and ethereal, yet nothing could stop it.
Ye Fan blocked with his left hand, nearly being dissolved. Blood dripped, and white bones were exposed. Then, his abdomen blazed with light, and the sound of chanting scriptures emerged, drawing the Taiyin force into the Taiji Immortal Diagram within his Wheel Sea, quickly transforming and neutralizing it.
In this strike, Ye Fan glimpsed a part of the Overlord's spirit and will. Besides his invincible intent, it also included some of his life experiences.
It was clear how terrifying the Overlord was. He had fused supreme secret techniques with his spiritual will, elevating them to a higher level!
"Yes, he obtained the Taiyin Immortal Scripture on the ancient path. Fairy Qing Shi also gained something from that scripture repository, but not as complete as his." Ye Fan's mind stirred, realizing this.
"Boom!"
Overwhelming power surged. The Overlord's left hand wielded the Taiyin Divine Seal, the ultimate yin, while his right hand wielded the Overlord's Fist, the ultimate yang. This was a boundless, terrifying combination.
Yin and yang merged. This time, it was even more terrifying, with the ultimate yang Overlord's Fist as the main force. It produced the howling sounds of gods and demons, manifesting figures that rapidly swept across the vast starry universe.
Ye Fan let out a long roar. The Taiji Immortal Diagram within him emerged, merging with him. He became the curved line of the dragon, fighting with his Wheel Sea scripture.
Of course, it was also mixed with the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist. Each strike brought fragments of flesh and blood. Golden blood and purple blood streaked across, making this starry sky especially enchanting.
Through the Overlord's Fist, Ye Fan saw a terrifyingly extreme spirit and will. This invincible fist technique had accompanied the beginning and end of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline.
Killing the God Clan, annihilating the Sacred Spirits, inheriting the Dao lineage of the Human Clan Heavenly Venerable—all fused together. The supreme of the Overlord Body lineage had created this invincible fist intent.
Through this spirit and will, Ye Fan could even glimpse some subtle aspects of the ancient mother star where this clan resided.
It was a great terror! Absolute suppression. No other Dao lineage could thrive there. Only the descendants of the Overlord Blood, only this clan, could cultivate.
It was a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times more severe than the Overlord burial ground in the fiftieth city of the Human Clan. It was the suppression formed by successive Overlord supremes after their deaths, their sacred land becoming the demonic realm for others.
To this day, only the Overlord lineage remained there, with almost no other Dao traditions visible.
What shocked Ye Fan most through this spirit and will was that he saw a blurry image: the Overlord was born under a ginseng fruit tree.
"Ginseng fruit tree... doesn't it belong to Rong Cheng? How did it end up on that ancient star!" He was greatly shaken.
Indeed, this world had too many extraordinary beings. The young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline was born under an Immortal Elixir tree—a tremendous fortune.
Then, Ye Fan saw another image: a Purple Qilin carrying the four- or five-year-old Overlord into an ancient cave engraved with the character "Overlord," where they disappeared.
"Boom!"
The Overlord sensed Ye Fan's probing, as he too had glimpsed some of Ye Fan's experiences through the spirit and will contained in his fist intent. Neither wanted their secrets spied upon, so they instantly severed the connection but continued their bloody battle to the end.
"The Overlord wants to bloodily kill the Sacred Body from the Burial Emperor Star to prove he is the strongest at the same level. This is the pride of a young supreme and an invincible belief. But with the current stalemate, he has likely lost patience and will no longer suppress his realm," the Guide Envoy Zhao Gongyi said with a grave expression.
Yang Yunteng's heart sank, his face full of worry. The Overlord was not a kind person; he would never bind himself. He knew the opponent could raise his realm at any time.
Strands of purple radiance overflowed from the Overlord's body, like purple rivers. The entire star domain trembled, and his eyes became even more terrifying.
Everyone realized that the young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline might raise his realm, no longer adhering to the rules, and would kill his nemesis.
However, people noticed that Ye Fan was extremely calm, showing no unease. He continued to fight with composure.
Boom!
Suddenly, heaven and earth split, the starry river trembled, and the entire cosmic starry sky shook. A violent aura boiled over.
The Overlord became the sole focus of heaven and earth, surrounded by the starry river. Behind him appeared an even larger phantom, like a god descending to the mortal world, overlooking his nemesis.
"He broke the seal. He's finally going to kill the Sacred Body."
"Yes, the young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline has shown enough strength, not inferior to the Sacred Body. This proves his supremacy."
It wasn't that he was outmatched; the previous battle results had said it all. Since they were fated enemies, he could naturally use any means. Strangling the equally matched Sacred Body now, preventing him from growing, was the best choice.
"Roar..."
The Overlord roared, and the starry sky shattered. The massive phantom behind him, like a resurrected god or demon, opened a pair of cold eyes.
Moreover, a phantom of a ginseng fruit tree appeared above his head, seeming about to manifest in reality.
The Overlord didn't hesitate. He pounced at Ye Fan, carrying the power of this great universe, destroying all enemies and obstacles. This wild, domineering fluctuation was terrifying!
However, the body opposite suddenly dissipated, turning into a stream of pure qi, spreading into the distance and disappearing into the depths of the universe.
The Overlord's strike hit nothing, shattering the heavens. He was momentarily stunned, then coldly looked into the starry sky.
"What happened? How did the Sacred Body from the Burial Emperor Star suddenly disappear?" This was everyone's confusion, and then they were all dumbfounded.
In the depths of the universe, a blurry figure sat cross-legged, surrounded by traces of the Dao, like an ancient emperor reborn. He spoke calmly, but only one word: "Fight!"
"Was that just now one of your Dao bodies?" The Overlord's pupils flickered with a dark, eerie light.
"Yes." In the depths of the universe, Ye Fan's true body sat cross-legged, speaking calmly, like the embodiment of the Dao. His figure was blurry, hard to see clearly.
This... was too arrogant!
Everyone was stunned. He had fought the Overlord with just a Dao body, a slap in the face to the Overlord's wildness and boundless dominance! The Sacred Body's true form had been watching all along, yet to act.
Indeed, the Overlord let out a low growl, forcibly suppressing some emotional fluctuation. In his eyes, suns and moons were destroyed, starry rivers shattered, growing even more terrifying. (To be continued)