# Chapter 1541: Blood Floods the Ice Field
Snow peaks trembled, rumbling loudly as a terrifying avalanche occurred!
Groups of cultivators appeared, all flying in this direction—men and women, old and young, guardians from the number one Divine Court in the world, as well as wandering cultivators from the great wilderness.
At this place, figures flickered in abundance as powerful experts walked atop the snow. Avalanches, shattered mountains, and the like could hardly stop their footsteps as they all surrounded the area.
Everyone's gaze was fixed on Little Nannan. No one could look away. This was the legendary Divine Infant, who had caused the Ziwei Divine Dynasty to flourish for a hundred years before suddenly disappearing. Her portrait had spread throughout the world, and now everyone knew of it and was searching for her.
"She's appeared... she's really appeared!"
"The human-shaped immortal medicine has finally reappeared in the world. It's maddeningly exciting."
One cultivator after another had eyes only for Little Nannan, even almost ignoring Ye Fan. She was the hope of achieving immortality in this era.
A child surpassing an immortality pill, a living immortal—it made people's eyes turn red with desire.
Many didn't recognize Ye Fan, let alone care about the occasion. Even if a god had come, everyone would want to take a bite and share in some "immortal fortune."
Ye Fan became strangely calm at this moment. His blood energy was restrained, but his expression was incomparably cold as he stared at these frenzied people.
Some recognized him and feared him, but they didn't retreat. They waited for someone to step forward and challenge this terrifying Sacred Body, perhaps waiting for an opportunity to seize the human-shaped immortal medicine.
"Put down the Divine Infant and leave now!"
A dark mass of troops appeared on the ice field ahead. The leader sat atop a savage beast, holding a square-headed halberd pointed at Ye Fan, murderous aura billowing.
"These are people from the Ice Demon Hall of the Extreme North, an immortal holy land. They've finally appeared. On their own turf, deploying so many troops isn't surprising."
Many furrowed their brows, feeling immense pressure.
"The human-shaped immortal medicine belongs to the virtuous. I won't make things difficult for you. Leave the immortal medicine and retreat quickly!"
The leader's mount had ice scales covering its body, gleaming coldly, while he himself was clad in metal armor, murderous aura dense. Even his head was covered by a helmet, intimidating to the soul.
Behind him, almost everyone wore the same attire—armor gleaming with cold metallic luster. Their savage beasts shook their heads and tails, constantly neighing.
"Put down the divine medicine!" These people shouted in unison, shaking heaven and earth. Behind them, many mountain ridges collapsed, turning to powder beneath the iron hooves of countless savage beasts.
This was an unstoppable steel tide, charging forward rapidly, shaking everyone's hearts!
Ye Fan revealed a cruel, cold smile at the corner of his mouth. His heart was filled with extreme fury. Little Nannan made his heart ache and feel terrible. Yet these people, right in front of him, still treated the little girl as medicine.
"Kill!"
Ye Fan roared like a wounded beast. Covering Little Nannan's eyes, he reached through the air to grab an iron sword and charged forward to slaughter.
Although it wasn't an immortal weapon, just a refined iron sword, in Ye Fan's hands even a withered branch could bloom with immortal radiance, naturally possessing tremendous power.
This sword illuminated the heavens, splitting the sky apart like a vast galaxy spreading down. With a crack, the earth split open into a huge fissure dozens of zhang wide.
As for the leader holding the halberd, he shattered in an instant—not cut apart, but smashed to death by this force, exploding into hundreds of pieces.
Even his savage beast mount couldn't let out a single cry before directly exploding into a mist of blood.
A dragon has its reverse scales; touch them and you die!
Little Nannan was Ye Fan's reverse scale. Such a pitiful, helpless, lovable little thing, reduced to this state—just looking at her made Ye Fan's nose sting, let alone having so many people come to bully her.
With this sword strike, dozens of riders in the center directly disappeared into that terrifying great fissure, all turning into blood mist, bones shattered, cleanly gone.
As for the other iron riders, they were all in chaos, thrown into disarray, terrified to the extreme.
"Who are you?" The people of Ice Demon Hall roared, unable to believe what was happening.
"Someone who kills you!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth. This time, his iron sword swept horizontally, sword energy like a flowing ribbon, unstoppable.
"Ah..."
Screams rose one after another. Severed arms and broken limbs flew up like splashing waves, terrifying beyond measure—flesh waves formed from shattered human bodies.
This sword was unstoppable. Whether savage beasts or the fierce warriors atop them, all were cut apart, hacked beyond recognition. In this vast sword wave, no one was exempt; all turned into bloody mud.
Amid heart-rending, terrified screams, these iron riders met their end. The ice field was drenched in blood, covered in broken bones. Large patches of blood made the scene shocking to behold.
"What kind of person is this?" Other cultivators' hairs stood on end, their scalps tingling. This was simply a slaughtering demon, having killed off all the troops dispatched by the Ice Demon Hall of the Extreme North in just two strikes!
"Two swords... just two swords, and thousands of troops were finished, become the past." Someone trembled, screaming in loss of voice, their heart nearly leaping out of their throat.
Of course, some recognized Ye Fan, but they remained silent at this moment, watching coldly from the sidelines. Yet their hearts were restless—the temptation of the Divine Infant was too great.
Even knowing Ye Fan was terrifying, knowing he was powerful, they still couldn't accept it. They hoped some peerless expert would step forward, that everyone would attack together, kill him in defeat, and seize the Divine Infant.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
At the horizon, the sound of war chariots rumbled. One ancient bronze war chariot after another appeared, driving in this direction, shaking the heavens as they rolled forward. Banner after banner fluttered, like dark clouds pressing down, blotting out the sky.
"The Divine Infant belongs to all the world's people! No one can monopolize it!" A mighty middle-aged man shouted loudly.
This great power had arrived relatively late, so naturally they needed to find good excuses. They claimed the human-shaped immortal medicine should be shared by all under heaven, berating Ye Fan, telling him to let go immediately, trying to use the momentum of "all the world's people."
"A bunch of reckless fools who don't know death. You dare to harm Little Nannan?" Ye Fan's expression grew even colder. Holding Little Nannan, covering her eyes, he charged over to slaughter.
"Slaughter" was not an exaggeration. Just an iron sword, sweeping across a swath, blood splattering everywhere. Head after head flew into the sky with large sprays of blood like water waves, horrifying in the extreme.
This was a scene from hell. Only one person stood in the pool of blood. All around, every war chariot was destroyed, every expert's head had flown up, corpses littering the ground and filling the sky.
As for their primordial spirits, the moment their heads were severed, the killing intent invading their bodies shredded them. Not a single person survived.
Ye Fan landed on the ground, expressionless, looking at everyone. Although he had killed the troops of two great sects, more and more people were gathering, not decreasing.
The crowd surged like a tide, arriving from all directions, filling the mountain peaks and snowy ridges, surrounding this place.
At this moment, Li Tian and Yan Yixi also arrived, bringing Little Grass, standing by Ye Fan's side.
"Little Nannan, it's good you're okay." This girl patted her chest and let out a long breath.
"Big sister, thank you." Little Nannan couldn't see, but she could sense the auras of the people around her. The pitiful little thing was much better than before. Bathed in Ye Fan's golden light, her frozen-red little face slowly returned to normal.
"Dao friend, would you listen to this old man's words?" An old Daoist appeared ahead.
"Speak!" Ye Fan looked at him calmly.
"The human-shaped immortal medicine concerns something too great. Even if you can temporarily suppress the masses, do you believe you can leave the Ziwei Star Domain? All the world's people will block you. Why not let our great sects discuss together, jointly explore the method of longevity—how about it?"
"No discussion!" Ye Fan replied coldly.
"Dao friend, you go too far. Do you truly think you're invincible under heaven? Know that there are always people beyond people, heavens beyond heavens. If we can refine a path of immortal pills, we'll certainly let you choose the pills first, guaranteeing everyone's satisfaction." Another elder stepped forward and said.
Behind each of them stood a great power, all regional giants with extraordinary status.
However, when Ye Fan heard words about refining medicine, his expression turned ugly. Killing intent leaked out as he shouted, "I can tell you all—Little Nannan is not a divine medicine. She is my family. If you want to make plans against her, you'll have to get through me first!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in uproar.
"Dao friend, you're too overbearing. Do you want to monopolize the immortality pill? Think carefully—you're opposing all the cultivators under heaven. A rare opportunity to achieve immortality has appeared, yet you want to cut off everyone's path. Are you challenging all the heroes of this era?"
Ye Fan was terrifyingly calm, silently looking at everyone. After a long time, he said, "I don't want to kill, don't want to slaughter the innocent. But if you force me, don't blame me for making blood flow so high that oars float, and holy lands are severed!"
The crowd was shocked. This was too arrogant. Did he truly think he could annihilate all the sects of the Ziwei Star Domain?!
Ye Fan didn't say a word. He only released a few fragmented imprints—scenes of him with Little Nannan in the Big Dipper Star Domain—clearly telling everyone his relationship with the little girl, not because of any immortal medicine.
Silence contained boundless killing intent. Ye Fan coldly stared at everyone, trying his best to restrain himself, not wanting to kill too many people. He had said and explained what needed to be said. If there were still those who didn't know death, then he wouldn't need to show mercy.
"Dao friend, even if you have some relationship with her, it's probably because she's an immortal medicine. Do you want to make her your exclusive immortal medicine? That will be very difficult, because we, the people of the world, won't agree!"
"Who the hell do you think you are to represent the people of the world?!" Ye Fan held his sword and struck down vertically, splitting this person in two with a pu sound.
His killing intent grew heavier as he looked toward the gathered heroes.
"What if we add the Divine Court, which holds the reins of the world—how about that?" Someone said coldly.
The so-called Divine Court was the terrifying great power that had destroyed the Ziwei Divine Dynasty and descended from beyond the stars. They intended to build the ancient Heavenly Court and now called themselves the Divine Court under the Ziwei starry sky.
"Yes, and if we add the Longevity Temple of the Nether Ridge, the Guanghan Palace of the Northern Lands—is that enough weight?"
"And what about the Heavenly Demon Alliance of He Province, the Primordial Demon Sect of the Great Wilderness, the White Tiger Manor of Shen Province, and others—is that enough to represent the people of the world?!"
A group of people shouted. The rest all joined in, morale high, exceptionally excited. It seemed all the top great powers of the world had expressed their stance.
Even if some among them were impostors, just filling the ranks, it was enough. At the very least, it stirred up everyone's emotions, getting them to roar along.
"All the world's people" applying pressure—even the strongest would have to bow their heads.
"Sacred Body Ye Fan, what do you think?!" Someone shouted.
"I think it's ridiculous. If you think you represent all the world's people, then I'll kill every last one of you!" Ye Fan erupted, his last trace of restraint vanishing.
Boom!
He was like a tiger breaking out of its cage. With a shake of his hand, the iron sword swept horizontally. Blood turned into streaks of vivid light, blooming in this place.
He held nothing back, using the Weapon Art. Within the crowd, various magical artifacts turned against their owners, crushing everything. Corpses fell in droves, bloody mud piling up.
"Ah..."
This day, this place turned into a purgatory. Ye Fan went on a killing spree, cutting down "all the world's people" without mercy.
The Golden Divine Treasury unfolded, One Qi Transforms into Three Purities was deployed, the Heavenly Emperor Fist opened wide and closed...
This was a bloody feast. The entire ice field was dyed red, filled with blood and broken bones everywhere.
Ye Fan covered Little Nannan's eyes and blocked her ears, turning into a god of slaughter, sweeping through the Northwest Extreme Land!
Half a day later, news spread. The entire world fell silent for half a moment, then erupted into a boiling uproar.
In the Northwest Extreme Land, the heroes lay dead. All the cultivators who had appeared on that ice field and refused to accept Ye Fan's warning had almost all turned into broken bones and bloody mist.