Chapter 1629: First Glimpse of the Underworld's Secrets
Those who had once defeated the Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor had actually reappeared in this era—how could this not shock people? This city had once borne witness to their prestige and footsteps.
After countless millennia, they had returned, appearing here, dominating the world, stunning everyone into speechlessness.
These were seven fearsome powerhouses. In that era, they were the strongest enemies of the young Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor, driving him to despair and forcing him to flee to the border wastelands.
How could this be? Peerless experts from the ancient desolate years, returning in such an invincible posture, made everyone deeply uneasy.
Their names were recorded in history, their brilliant feats shocking the world, their fame echoing through the ages. Now manifesting before them, it felt utterly unreal.
Many on the city walls were stunned into silence. The Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven needed no further explanation—the title alone was enough to make hearts tremble.
But was this still them? Time had passed, and within their bodies flowed black netherworld blood, no longer crimson. This was the strongest form of awakening from the Underworld—summoning legendary ancient powerhouses to dominate this world.
"Do they still have memories of the past? I think... impossible!" someone calmed down and uttered such a statement.
These were ancient powerhouses long dead, brought into the Underworld, nurtured as corpses over endless years, empowered by the Lord of the Underworld, granting them this netherworld blood and birthing a different kind of will.
"Come with me!" The leader of the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven pointed his massive black sword at Ye Fan. His eyes had no whites, only pitch-black depths, like two black holes.
Boom!
The seven riders stood side by side and charged forward. Various light patterns swirled as they struck together.
Ye Tong, Hua Hua, and Yang Xi attacked furiously—the Sacred Body's divine phenomenon, the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, the simultaneous eruption of Tai Yin and Tai Yang, the radiant light of Buddha—a collision of laws, a clash of great Daos.
Blood rained down as the most violent slaughter erupted between both sides. Then they all retreated. The three disciples of Ye Fan had blood splattering from their wounds, revealing white bones beneath. Dark light flowed.
That was the corrosive power of death qi and netherworld soil. They cut away the rotting flesh, quickly re-forming their bodies. Their eyes were sharp, their spirit energy elevated to the absolute peak.
This was destined to be a grueling battle, for these seven were too powerful.
"Those who once forced the Chaotic Ancient into despair and madness—truly terrifying!" This was the silent exclamation in everyone's heart within the Imperial Pass.
Though Ye Tong, Hua Hua, and Yang Xi were covered in blood and severely wounded, they had also injured their enemies. Such achievements were enough to shock the world.
These were the formidable opponents the Chaotic Ancient had once faced. For the three to remain alive was enough to make them stand proudly among all heroes. Their feats of killing the Fire Spirit and contending with the Overlord were indeed no empty boasts.
Just then, footsteps echoed from the meteorite-paved road before the city gate. Ye Fan stepped forward one by one, his expression grave. He could not let his disciples face danger. Yet when confronting these seven, he felt something very strange.
"The Underworld has made a grand move, summoning all the enemies of the Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor from his youth and sending them into the Imperial Pass. Astonishing."
Ye Fan believed that these seven had not originally been sent for him, because everyone had thought he was dead. The decision to kill him now must have been made recently.
Between his fingers, streams of blood flowed out, forming a red chain. Crimson and gold intertwined, like an order of divine chains.
At this moment, not only those on the city wall but even Ye Tong and the others were startled. Why was blood dripping from Ye Fan's fingertips? What was he about to do?
Clank, clank, clank!
The sound of divine chains truly rang out. The blood flowed without falling, linking together to forge a real blood chain, possessing a strange, magical power.
"Is that Master's law and Dao?"
"No, it's the most primal power of his own body!"
The disciples discussed among themselves.
Ye Fan walked forward and said, "From ancient times to the present, you have always wanted to bring the Sacred Body into the Underworld. Going through such trouble makes me very curious."
As he spoke, the divine chain at his fingertip grew even more brilliant. One could clearly see symbols flickering, constructing the chain and making it more real.
"You... haven't even become a Quasi-Emperor, yet you've already deciphered part of the blood's secrets!" One of the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven spoke in shock.
At this moment, they were greatly affected. Because Ye Fan's blood had transformed into order chains, all seven trembled involuntarily and retreated.
"That's... because within your bodies... flows the true blood of the human race!" Suddenly, a fragmented spiritual imprint rushed over, carrying this message, responding to Ye Fan's earlier question.
It was the leader's divine thought, clearly overriding his main consciousness, forcibly transmitted. Then he clutched his head and screamed, and that fragmented imprint dimmed.
These were no longer the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven!
Ye Fan's mind stirred. His eyes shot out astonishing beams of light, staring ahead. The blood chain between his fingers became even more remarkable, runes flickering as the most primal power flowed.
The leader's body shook. Clutching his head, he transmitted one final remnant thought, swift and brief: "The blood within your bodies makes the Underworld both fearful and delighted. Obtaining it can awaken the strongest human heroic spirits, while using it in the opposite way will cause some netherworld blood powerhouses to perish."
After these words, his eyes turned pitch-black like ink. His main consciousness completely suppressed that fragmented imprint, appearing terrifying as he said grimly, "Seven bodies have already changed owners, yet lingering obsessions refuse to disperse. Truly annoying."
Ye Fan's lips curled with a trace of coldness. He said nothing. He had already obtained enough information—an unexpected gain.
As he advanced, the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven showed abnormalities. Confronting the blood at his fingertip, they felt an inexplicable agitation.
"Is this one of Master's enlightenment achievements?"
They had heard Ye Fan mutter to himself: beneath the Six Paths Reincarnation, there was no reincarnation, but rather a different kind of mutual transformation. His law, his Dao, all cycled and reincarnated within his own body.
Now, having unexpectedly learned some of the Underworld's secrets, Ye Fan became even calmer. He had long understood the runic source power contained in blood; otherwise, he would not have used it in advance.
"Kill!"
The Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven charged forward, their bodies flowing with Dao runes. Their black armor was extremely intimidating, their killing intent overwhelming the world.
Ye Tong, Hua Hua, and Yang Xi were about to rush forward, but Ye Fan stopped them. Seven divine chains appeared at his fingertips, crimson and gold intertwined, containing mysterious ancient runes. Though lacking powerful fluctuations, they inspired awe.
Clank, clank, clank!
The divine chains formed from blood actually emitted metallic sounds, then danced into the air. In an instant, they pierced through the void and directly entered one person's body.
"Ah..."
With a scream, one of the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven trembled. The black blood in his body was instantly evaporated, burning as blinding light erupted.
This was the destruction of bloodline. As the runes flowed, the black netherworld blood suffered a fatal blow, rapidly dimming and being extinguished.
"You... have awakened the true meaning of this?!" One of the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven shouted.
Ye Fan had not merely deciphered a part—he had grasped a complete set of runes that were fatal to them, the most terrifying thing.
"Retreat!"
The leader of the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven roared, turning to flee. If this battle continued, there would be no suspense—they were naturally restrained.
Unfortunately, Ye Fan's hands shook. Seven divine chains flew out, containing the most terrifying runes, cutting off their path ahead.
"Listen well, Yang Xi!" Even while attacking, Ye Fan had time to transmit his voice, teaching his youngest disciple, letting him understand the secrets of true blood.
But this required comprehension, and the process would be difficult. Yang Xi certainly could not fully grasp it yet; he needed to awaken his own bloodline himself.
"Ah..."
"You will encounter misfortune!"
The divine chains crisscrossed, like a dozen colorful phoenixes dancing, spreading their wings and soaring through the sky, piercing through the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven. There was an instinctive suppression that could imprison them, preventing even escape.
The true blood divine chains bound them. The netherworld fire within the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven burned, turning them to ashes in a very short time. Faintly, Ye Fan heard a few sighs of relief from lingering obsessions being released.
On the gate tower, everyone was shocked, staring at this scene in disbelief. Those were the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven, yet they had been killed so easily—like a myth.
Too simple. It felt unbelievable, utterly unreal!
Seven streams of true blood flowed backward, runes flickering. At the last moment, Ye Fan captured a fragment of a broken demon chain—the imprint left by the one who controlled the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven.
To be precise, although these seven had gained new main consciousness, they were still manipulated by others—tools of war, invincible killing machines.
Someone had brought them out of the Underworld, directing their actions. The reason they intercepted him like this was because they had been ordered to.
Blocking him like this, not even allowing him to enter the city gate—if successful, it would have been the most severe humiliation. Even Yao Guang and Yin Tiande, who were destined to fight him, would not do such a thing, because it was too excessive.
"A member of the Eternal Heavenly Venerable's lineage!" Ye Fan deciphered the broken imprint, his mind shaken.
The Eternal Heavenly Venerable had once been the master of the Underworld but later left. However, his lineage still held a high position in the Underworld, an important branch.
The one truly targeting him today was actually a disciple of the Eternal Heavenly Venerable, sealed until this era—a person from the mythological age, still young! And he was inside the city.
At this moment, a fire burned within Ye Fan's body. Three hundred years ago, when the Great Accomplishment Saint Body had fallen, the final rain of light had flown close to him, allowing him to perceive that battle.
Ye Fan entered the city. No one blocked him anymore.
The Imperial City was filled with countless people. This era truly gathered powerhouses from all heavens and myriad domains—no longer a vague reference, but a reality with that many people.
Even if only one person came from each domain, the number was astonishing. So many stars, so many chaotic small worlds, so many cave heavens and blessed lands... All life-bearing ancient lands sent people converging together, the number terrifyingly vast.
Many ancient realms had not sent anyone for tens of thousands or even a hundred thousand years, but in this era, they reappeared in the starry sky, with supreme powerhouses arriving with divine might.
Everyone showed strange expressions, watching Ye Fan and his four disciples enter the city.
Within the city were the most seductive beauties, the most terrifying demon kings, the most talented heroes, the most vicious and ruthless villains, the most domineering men... This would be the ultimate collision among all heavens!