# Chapter 1430: All Enemies Converge
A zhang-long golden serpent body, dazzling and sharp, shot through the air like three golden divine spears, heading straight for Ye Fan's back. Its scarlet forked tongue flickered out—a true venomous serpent's kiss, a fatal assassination strike!
At the critical moment, the three golden snakes arrived, daring to expose themselves before the Divine Domain just to deal with Ye Fan and eliminate him. Their audacity knew no bounds. At this very moment, Ye Fan was locked in fierce battle with the gray-haired elder—a peerless formidable foe, supremely terrifying, unlike anyone he had ever encountered before. This person's cultivation realm was not high, yet he possessed the aura of a Great Sage, sending chills down one's spine. Even an ordinary strike contained the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, wielding a power that could transform the decayed into the miraculous.
"Boom!"
While dealing with his great enemy, Ye Fan had no choice but to divert his hand to handle the three terrifying golden snakes. He turned and struck, the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist shattering the void, blocking the three golden divine spears.
The three golden snakes were supremely powerful, their bodies shrouded in surging blood energy. They evaded the edge of Ye Fan's fist, cold and indifferent, ready to strike again at any moment.
Pang Bo, the Dragon Horse, and the others were enraged. The Golden Serpent Clan was brutal and ruthless, having killed so many people recently. Now they finally appeared before them, kicking a man when he was down.
"Vermin! You are shameless and despicable! Aren't you afraid of playing with fire?" Pang Bo roared.
The three golden snakes dared to appear before the Divine Domain, all for the sake of killing them.
"We have waited for this moment for a long time. We are not joining this battle, only lending a hand from the periphery." The Golden Three Lords said coldly.
The three lords of the Golden Vein were iron-blooded and ruthless. This was the battle opportunity they had sought, risking exposure and danger to eliminate their opponent, nearly insane.
Throughout this process, the several powerful figures of the Divine Domain remained very calm, showing no reaction. They fought even more fiercely, wanting to capture them as soon as possible.
Especially the battle between Ye Fan and the gray-haired old man—it was heaven-cracking and earth-shattering, ghosts wailing and gods howling. Both were peerless experts, unmatched at the fifth level of the Saint King realm.
They fought to the point of madness, their hair disheveled, various divine phenomena of gods and demons appearing around them. Blood rain scattered, evil ghosts howled, as if the gates of hell had been opened.
The intensity and cruelty of this battle far exceeded people's imagination. Ye Fan's expression was solemn, using every means at his disposal. The imposing old man opposite him stood like a monument, never falling, pressing down on people until they could hardly breathe.
The Second Under the Starry Sky was no empty reputation. He was truly transcendent, surpassing even the best among the young supremes, exceptionally powerful and terrifying.
He possessed a terrifying breathing technique. Every time, thunderous rumbles erupted from within his body, as if he could anticipate the enemy's moves. Each strike was highly targeted, as if wielding the Great Dao itself in battle.
This was a despair-inducing opponent—unified with heaven and man. With each strike, stars shattered and the moon sank, something rarely seen in this era.
Ye Fan was evenly matched with him. Having been in the martial world for so many years, he had encountered many great enemies, but never such a bizarre opponent as this.
Not only did he possess the supreme attack power to transform the decayed into the miraculous, but he also had a powerful spiritual pressure that surpassed even the suppression of flesh and secret techniques. Strands of spiritual energy twisted time and space, creating oppression that made one's primordial spirit feel like it was splitting.
"Chi!"
The three lords of the Golden Serpent Clan struck from time to time, each blow aimed at vital points, forcing Ye Fan to defend, naturally disrupting his rhythm. In a life-and-death duel, distraction was the most taboo.
If an ordinary person were disturbed like this, even if not assassinated, they would be killed by the gray-haired old man, severely affecting the battle.
The three lords of the Golden Serpent Clan were among the most terrifying figures. Any one of them emerging alone would stir up a storm of blood, let alone all three attacking together for an assassination.
Ye Fan's situation was worrying. A transcendent fierce man was locked in a life-and-death struggle with him, while three other great experts watched covetously, ready to strike at any moment, making it impossible for him to guard against everything.
"Roar..."
Pang Bo let out a long howl. The Demon Emperor Nine Slashes instantly unleashed five slashes, splitting his two frontal opponents until they were drenched in blood, nearly killed. He charged over and struck at the Golden Serpent Three Lords, wanting to relieve Ye Fan's predicament.
"The Divine Domain is nothing special. Colluding with the demons you call devils, deceiving the world and stealing fame. What kind of gods are you? I think you're all mountain goblins and ghosts, unfit for the stage." The Dragon Horse taunted.
The two people fighting them had very ugly expressions. They launched their strongest attacks, occasionally glancing at the three lords of the Golden Serpent Clan—they too were extraterrestrial demons they wanted to kill.
"Calm your hearts, kill the enemy." The gray-haired old man said flatly, only four words, no superfluous words.
The four great experts immediately shuddered and all calmed down.
This old man was too calm. Although a third party had arrived, and they too were extraterrestrial demons, since they were not opposing them and wanted to eliminate Ye Fan, there was no need to change the current situation—just keep killing the enemy.
Pang Bo forcefully clashed with the several lords of the Golden Serpent Clan. However, these three clearly did not want to sink too deeply into the mire. They launched a full-force strike, blasting Pang Bo until he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew back, returning to the battlefield of the temple knights.
"Don't worry about me!" Ye Fan shouted. With a great roar that shook heaven and earth, a stream of pure qi emerged above his head—it was the ancient art of One Qi Transforms into Three Purities.
After the Dao body broke free from the main body, it headed straight for the three golden snakes.
At this moment, Ye Fan launched an indiscriminate attack. Both his true body and Dao body executed the Golden Divine Treasury together. One was yin, the other yang, positioned on two sides, sandwiching the gray-haired old man and the three lords of the Golden Serpent Clan in between. Thousands of Dao bells, heavenly towers, immortal swords, precious mirrors, heavenly umbrellas, etc., flew about, all as if cast from gold, together suppressing the four supremes.
Undoubtedly, this was a peerless attack, supremely sharp, impossible to guard against. Golden weapons filled the sky, as if flying from endless ages past.
The gray-haired old man showed a look of surprise, saying: "What is your relationship with that old man who rode an ox two thousand years ago?"
When he said this, even the four great experts of the temple fighting Pang Bo and the others were shocked, almost being split open by Pang Bo again and bleeding.
In the past, many things had happened. That old man who rode an ox had alone entered and exited the various forbidden zones of the Other Shore.
Outsiders did not know, but they did. Two thousand years ago, that mysterious old man who rode an ox had entered the Divine Domain, visited their gods, and made the various living divine elders extremely wary.
The gray-haired old man calmed down, once again like an abyss or a vast sea, unfathomable. Light bloomed beneath his feet, almost like a god or Buddha. Treading on golden lotuses, he instantly transformed one body into eight ancient gods, terrifyingly overwhelming, suppressing Ye Fan.
Of course, these Dharma bodies had a gap in strength compared to the true body, not as terrifying as Ye Fan's Dao body. But they were still enough to shock the world.
The four lords of the Golden Serpent Clan also let out a soft cry. Light blazed from their forehead bones as they executed the ancient art of Serpent Transformation into God. This was to forcibly raise their combat power, instantly reaching a saturation point, wanting to kill Ye Fan in one blow.
Moreover, within their cranial cavities, a corner of an array diagram emerged, ready to fly out at any moment, wanting to suppress and kill everyone present at the critical moment!
"Boom!"
Suddenly, at this moment, two torrents of surging blood energy appeared, rushing in like an ocean, joining the battlefield, also targeting Ye Fan.
An ancient beast was terrifying beyond measure, its whole body bathed in blood light. It had devoured countless living beings, its scales dense and forest-like, horrifying in the extreme. It was the Devouring Beast. At this critical moment, it too had arrived, wanting to kill Ye Fan.
The Devouring Beast, enormous in size. Ancient beast lords that had cultivated for thousands of years could directly swallow planets and such. To various living beings, it was a primordial god-demon, a rare alien species from ancient times.
Its appearance made the battle even more terrifying. Ye Fan's situation grew more worrying. His true body and Dao body charged left and right, bloodily battling so many supreme enemies.
"Boom!"
Pang Bo fought desperately. Light flickered in both his eyes as he pushed the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes to their limit. He split his two opponents vertically, blood splattering, dyeing the place red.
This scene shocked others. These were several great commanders of the divine army, the most terrifying batch of people in the temple. Otherwise, why would they be by the gray-haired old man's side as his right and left hands? They were no worse than the young supremes from outside!
"Kill!"
Pang Bo charged over, bathed in blood, joining Ye Fan's side of the battlefield, battling the crowd.
"Hateful! Back then, I obtained the ancestral Dragon Horse inheritance in the Demon Emperor's ancient tomb, but to this day I suffer from its harm, unable to refine that dragon blood crystal core. Otherwise, why would it come to this?" The Dragon Horse sighed.
As for the other twelve saints, they remained relatively calm. After all, they were a few minor realms below their opponents. Being able to fight until now was already very strong.
Not everyone was like Ye Fan, that "non-human" who could continuously break through. Although the twelve saints were extraordinary, they were still within the category of miracles that could be interpreted. They were real characters of flesh and blood, not heaven-defying beings nearly approaching immortals.
This was normal for them. Someone like Ye Fan could be described as a "phenomenon," rare since ancient times.
"Let's go!" Ye Fan shouted, shaking heaven and earth. He displayed his strongest combat power—Golden Divine Treasury, Five-Colored Divine Radiance, Magnetic Secret Art, etc., dazzling and brilliant. Then he spread open his divine phenomena, terrifying aura surging through the heavens.
His true body and Dao body moved in sync, like yin and yang. The various ancient arts and divine phenomena they executed were symmetrical, forming a terrifying divine diagram here, doubling their power.
He forcibly tore open the battlefield, called Pang Bo to break out together, then wrapped up the twelve saints and charged together, killing toward the distance. All enemies had appeared; they could not continue this bloody battle here.
"Roar..." The golden serpent's roar shattered heaven and earth. A corner of an array diagram emerged from the fourth lord's cranial cavity. He called to his two elder brothers, wanting to combine the four diagrams and destroy Ye Fan.
The Golden Serpent Great Lord shook his head coldly. With various figures appearing together now, he did not want to stand out. He would pursue and kill as much as possible, and at the critical moment, use the array diagram to sweep away the others.
At the same time, he had a concern. The Golden Serpent Second Lord had once held a corner of the array diagram in battle against Ye Fan but had died. The opponent likely also had some terrifying ancestral artifact.
Ye Fan and his group broke through all the way. Several great enemies pursued behind them. Each one who jumped out could make the earth shake three times, yet now they were all chasing them together.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, ahead, metallic light soared into the sky. Huge divine spikes rose from the ground, piercing through the high heavens, nearly nailing Ye Fan and the Dragon Horse to the sky dome.
A metallic monster blocked the way, coldly ascending to the heavens. It was the Metal-Eating Beast. Recently, its Dao had advanced further. Having devoured many sacred artifacts and divine materials, its combat power grew increasingly terrifying.
Ye Fan fought desperately. Now, he would kill gods when gods blocked him, slay Buddhas when Buddhas blocked him. Once stopped, the various enemies from behind would arrive together, and he might be in danger.
"Hum!"
Amid tens of millions of rays of light, Ye Fan struck forward with his palm, deforming the Metal-Eating Beast's arm. If it were flesh and blood, it would have exploded, but it was a metal body, only its luster dimming.
However, a wound also appeared on Ye Fan's right palm, dripping drops of blood. This shocked Pang Bo and everyone else. Being able to injure Ye Fan's physical body was unprecedented!
"Dragon-Pattern Blackgold!" Ye Fan's expression turned stern. Between the Metal-Eating Beast's fingers was a black spike, coiled with a black dragon, exuding a cold, grim aura, extremely intimidating.
"Wait until I devour true immortal metal materials, and I will send you on your way." The Metal-Eating Beast said coldly.
"Unfortunately, you will never have that chance. I remember this today. In the future, all of you will die. The so-called supreme is only one; the rest will turn to ashes." Ye Fan said flatly.
Clearly, this was a premeditated siege. The Golden Serpent, Devouring Beast, Metal-Eating Beast, and others harbored malicious intentions, wanting to take this opportunity to eliminate Ye Fan.