Chapter 1359: Purple Blood Flies
The Primordial Bell tolled, shaking the world!
So many long years had passed; even a Great Emperor would have long since sat in meditation and passed away. Why was the bell ringing again within Purple Mountain?
Everyone in the world was stunned. Every cultivator trembled, feeling a soul-deep reverence for the name Wu Shi. Whenever it was spoken, the blood within their bodies would quicken.
He was the embodiment of supremacy and invincibility. Mortals might not know, but the name Wu Shi had always been passed down among the strongest, enduring and ever-discussed.
Silence fell across the ten directions!
Only the bell's sound echoed; all other voices vanished. The whole world listened to the tolling, gazing toward Purple Mountain. The mighty heroes shivered and knelt in that direction.
One toll after another, the bell's waves spread, resounding across the Big Dipper. It harmed no one, destroyed no Forbidden Zones of Life—it was merely a lament, carrying a sense of desolation.
Long after the bell's sound faded, people remained petrified, unable to come back to their senses.
"He should have died long ago, sitting in meditation with his back to all living beings eighty thousand years ago. I once felt that terrifying fluctuation that shook past and present; heaven and earth trembled."
"This man was truly too powerful, but he too aged in the passage of time!"
From within several great Forbidden Zones of Life, ancient voices finally emerged, filled with extreme fear of Wu Shi, mixed with relief and lament.
As time flowed, one great existence after another aged. The strongest supreme beings and heavenly prodigies of past and present left the world one by one, never to be seen again—a regrettable thing.
"That time eighty thousand years ago truly shocked everyone. No one expected him to live into the modern era."
"What a pity for such a man, ultimately ending in obscurity alone in a solitary mountain. If he were to reappear, there would be only one possibility: he stands within the Immortal Domain."
"Impossible. The path to immortality is destined to be lonely and cold. The world will never see him again. He couldn't have broken into the Immortal Domain eighty thousand years ahead of time!"
The great Forbidden Zones gradually calmed. They knew it was not the Great Emperor Wu Shi, but merely a bell he had left behind in the mortal world, tolling mournfully to send off the Human Emperor.
This was a tribute, a farewell to the predecessor Human Emperor.
The true Great Emperor Wu Shi had already turned to ashes eighty thousand years ago, sitting with his back to all living beings, alone in the passage of time.
The Primordial Bell hummed softly. The moment its waves ceased, falling flowers drifted around Purple Mountain, transforming into a giant coffin that swept across the sky, arriving at the place where the Human Emperor had vanished into rain of light, scattering down.
Few could fathom it; most did not know what had happened.
Finally, Purple Mountain fell into deathly stillness, without a single sound, once again silent with heaven and earth.
And the great Forbidden Zones of Life also sank into eternal monotony, without a ripple, like dead lands devoid of all life.
The Human Emperor had returned, his brief life's journey like a fleeting bloom of an epiphyllum. The storm of the Big Dipper subsided once more.
But deep in the starry sky, the young generation of supreme beings continued their struggle, full of vitality, blood boiling, fighting for their own imperial path.
On the Ancient Human Path, the Great Demon God, Human King, Di Tian, Green Poetry Fairy Maiden, and others competed, vying for the title of number one under heaven in the human ancient lands!
At the Human Clan's Fiftieth City, Ye Fan was even locked in a confrontation with the Overlord, a battle to the death.
Ye Fan moved his hands, laying down endless formations. Golden blood dripped from his ten fingers, reviving the entire forbidden formation, isolating the Overlord and nearly refining his opponent to death!
He himself gazed into the distance at the Big Dipper, thinking of too many things. A Human-Faced Ghost Lamp accompanied him, flickering with eerie firelight, making him appear profoundly mysterious.
He pondered the Salvation Scripture, contemplating the secrets of the ancient Great Emperors.
Burying a corpse in a place that seizes the ultimate mysteries of heaven and earth could produce terrifying, unpredictable changes.
In the Mythical Era, changes in the corpses of supreme beings gave rise to "spirit gods," bearing the Reincarnation Seal. There was talk of burying a future life's body, along with other unknown and bizarre methods of transformation.
Considering this, the Numinous Treasure Heavenly Venerable's creation of the Salvation Scripture was astonishing. What had he foreseen? Could it be that a dark calamity of corpses would arise?
In an instant, Ye Fan pondered many things. If it hadn't happened in the past, would there be a calamity of Heavenly Venerable corpses in the future? A mere thought of it sent chills down one's spine.
Consider that the burial grounds of the ancient Great Emperors were all extremely eerie, unpredictable places. To this day, not a single true imperial corpse had been unearthed!
What had the Numinous Treasure Heavenly Venerable foreseen, that he would create such a seemingly useless Daoist method? Yet it had never been lost through the ages, as if used to intimidate the future!
Beside Ye Fan, the Human-Faced Ghost Lamp emitted a faint light, transmitting the sound of scripture—the legacy of the Numinous Treasure Heavenly Venerable, the complete Salvation Scripture, producing a strange and mysterious power.
A faint green light shot out, and the blood sacrifice altar not far away dimmed, the last trace of corpse energy upon it vanishing.
Ye Fan was alerted, his eyes blazing brightly.
At the same time, within the golden Source Heaven formation, the Overlord roared, even more aggrieved. Constantly suppressed by unexpected forces, trapped in an unfavorable position, he was driven mad with hatred. He shouted, "I will drink your blood to quench my rage!"
His body blazed fiercely as he employed forbidden laws, tearing open a crack, about to break free from the formation.
Hearing this, a cold smile curled at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth. He clasped his hands together, evolving even more profound Source Art formations. The Yin Fish and Yang Fish intertwined and rotated, and an immortal diagram flew up, bearing sun, moon, mountains, and rivers, like a Star Mountain River Seal descending.
Amid the rumbling tremors of the heavens, sun, moon, mountains, and rivers tangled. The ancient formation revived, boiling with dazzling golden light. Falling stars and mountains coalesced into a single entity, forming a mountain and river divine seal.
This was the fusion of Ye Fan's Dao and Source Art. The formation condensed into the Yin-Yang Life-Death Reincarnation Seal, combining hardness and softness, supremely powerful, surging across the cosmic starry sky.
"Boom!"
The massive seal descended, smashing the Overlord until blood sprayed from his seven orifices, his body covered in white bone fragments. He was sent flying, leaving a trail of blood across the starry sky.
The onlookers were stunned. This was the mighty Overlord, yet he was sent flying like a scarecrow—unbelievable!
The golden formation combined with the divine seal formed by Ye Fan's hands was the highest expression of his secret techniques and array arts.
"Ah..."
The Overlord roared, his heart filled with unwillingness. Suppressed by the formation in this special region, he refused to accept it. His arrogant nature could not endure such humiliation!
Ye Fan was cold and merciless. His hands formed seals, his entire body emitting immeasurable light. The forbidden ancient formation beneath his feet revived once more.
Weng-long!
A pair of golden giant hands split heaven and earth amidst the vast silver radiance. The universe seemed to be overturned, cracking open countless great void fissures, fragments of chaos exploding one after another.
Finally, this pair of golden giant hands formed a divine seal and smashed down!
The Overlord let out a mournful howl. His body was nearly broken in two, covered in white bones, purple blood filling the air. He resisted with all his might, wishing he could instantly close in on Ye Fan and split him in half, but reality was cruel.
Under the supreme formation of the ancient Heavenly Court, he could not move an inch. His entire body was drenched in purple blood. When the golden divine seal fell, it smashed his bones and snapped his sinews.
Ye Fan's golden giant hand slowly pressed down, like a vast continent sinking, crushing the Overlord until purple blood dripped, nearly turning him into a bloody pulp.
"You still want to drink my blood?" Ye Fan's gaze shifted, as ancient as a thousand years. Standing within this formation, he seemed like a sovereign.
The Overlord's long hair was disheveled, purple blood splattering. His eyes still held a wild, predatory edge, full of aggression. He shouted, "Do you dare to fight me in a true battle?!"
"How do you want to fight? You suppressed me with a higher realm. Now I use my own arts to kill you—isn't that fair enough?" Ye Fan said coldly.
His clothes were unstained by blood, ethereal and agile. He stood beneath the starry sky, surrounded by rivers of stars, appearing calm and otherworldly, like a true immortal descending to the world.
The veins bulged on the Overlord's forehead. He gritted his teeth, unable to voice his bitterness. Originally a battle at the same realm, it had now evolved to this point.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan gave him no chance. His hands moved, condensing the massive formation into a single treasure seal, smashing down again, intending to finish the Overlord completely.
He forged a Sun-Moon Mountain River Seal, fusing the formation with Dao principles into a whole, truly dominating the heavens!
This was an incomparably heavy blow. The condensed golden formation emitted strands of Dao light, collapsing the universe. The Overlord couldn't dodge and was struck directly.
Kacha!
First, his arms snapped, and his body flew sideways. In his retreat, the golden formation treasure seal pursued, striking his body directly.
It was a bloody scene. His body was severed in two, purple blood gushing out. His spine shattered, bone fragments flying everywhere—a gruesome sight.
"Dang!"
With a bell toll, heaven and earth fell silent. A purple great bell surged from within the Overlord's body—his artifact. It hung above his severed body, letting down strands of bell-wave divine power to protect him.
"This battle should end!" Ye Fan said coldly.
"No, this battle is not over! I will fight you in a true battle, relying on our own skills, with no difference in realm!" the Overlord roared. He was extremely unwilling, believing his true strength was number one under heaven at the same level.
Ye Fan stood amidst the starry river, spotless, his robes fluttering like an immortal crossing from another realm. He looked at him coldly, silent for a long time, then said, "Since you say so, I'll give you a chance."
"No!" In the distance, the Dragon Horse, Golden Lion, Scorpion, and others were greatly alarmed.
"You can't do this!" Yang Yunteng stomped his foot in anxiety, fearing Ye Fan would fall into a trap and suffer a great loss at the Overlord's hands.
The heroes also showed strange expressions. Ye Fan had already gained an absolute advantage—did he really want to change this situation and engage in a bloody battle?
"Very well, I will definitely slaughter you!" The Overlord bared a mouthful of white teeth, speaking coldly and menacingly like a wild beast.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the golden formation roared, descending from the heavens to suppress him. Boundless starlight fell, vast as an ocean.
"You don't keep your word!" the Overlord roared, urging the great bell above his head to resist.
"Dang..."
The bell tolled softly, the purple bell trembling violently. The Overlord's newly reorganized body was torn apart again, covered in blood. He suffered unimaginable heavy injuries.
Within the ancient formation of the Heavenly Court, no matter how great his divine powers, he could not resist. When the ancient formation shook, sun, moon, and stars fell. How could a mere flesh-and-blood body withstand it?
Even with the supreme physique of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline, it was impossible!
Ye Fan replied coldly, "I always keep my word. I'll beat you until your realm drops, kill you until your origin gradually wears away, until you descend to the Sage level. Then, at the same realm, I'll slaughter you!"
"You..." The Overlord was so enraged he spat blood, but he had nothing to say. He had first suppressed Ye Fan with a higher realm, and now he was being suppressed and killed by someone at a lower realm.