Chapter 1630: Blood and Chaos
Imperial City was vast. Some said it was built by Emperor Venerable, while others claimed it was even older, making its origins difficult to verify. It was incredibly magnificent, and even Ye Fan, who had seen many grand spectacles and traveled to many places, was astonished.
On both sides of the road, majestic halls stood one after another, gleaming with various lights. Dense arrays and dao patterns covered them, making these buildings seem almost alive, capable of breathing.
The only discordant note was the bloodstains on the walls, just like the outermost city walls. In that distant age, they had been stained with the divine blood of former heavenly prodigies, and to this day, they had not disappeared.
“So he’s the Sacred Body Ye Fan. He doesn’t look particularly special. How can he have such astonishing power within him?”
People stood on both sides of the street and atop some of the taller buildings, watching the group of four. All were sizing up Ye Fan’s depth and condition.
Too many races had gathered here. There were colossal beasts as huge as mountains, enchanting demon beauties, radiant light angels, and demons from the depths of the universe.
“Brother, how did you survive?” asked a giant. He was about ten zhang tall, extremely robust, with muscles like yellow dragons, overly strong, and his voice was as loud as thunder exploding.
Ye Fan smiled and said, “Heaven didn’t want me. It’s that simple.”
Many wanted to know the hidden details, but unfortunately, Ye Fan couldn’t reveal them. They could only speculate in secret, a question destined to remain unanswered.
Ahead lay a stone arch bridge. A river flowed beneath it, filled with rising mist and swirling multicolored radiance. The spiritual energy was astonishingly abundant.
This was Imperial City, a place very suitable for cultivation. Endless arrays were in operation, capable of converting the star power of the heavens into pure energy, injecting it into the city for cultivators to use.
Everywhere in the city could serve as a dwelling, even if someone had already taken residence. One could simply fight their way in. On this path, there was only one principle: survival of the fittest, the strong rule.
Everyone was watching, seeing where Ye Fan would go, their eyes following his steps. Now, all the majestic buildings in the city had been claimed. Breaking in would inevitably lead to a bloody battle.
Would it be Yin Tiande’s residence, or Yao Guang’s enlightenment ground? Many were anticipating.
At Ye Fan’s fingertips, blood dripped again. This time, ten order divine chains appeared, as bright as phoenix feathers, dazzling and radiant. At this moment, he closed his eyes, and the divine chains at his fingertips rose, pointing in a direction.
He followed his instincts and stepped forward.
People were shocked to find that he had finally arrived at the central area. This place was inhabited by the most terrifying and powerful enemies. Each one had an extraordinary origin.
Divine Venerable, Mighty Sacred Spirit, Nine Tribulations Daoist, Yin Tiande, Yao Guang, and others were all nearby!
In the center was a huge lake, shrouded in mist, occasionally spewing chaotic light. It possessed a powerful spiritual force, nourishing the surrounding palaces.
Without a doubt, the buildings constructed around the Chaotic Lake were the most ideal places for enlightenment and cultivation.
“Clatter!”
At Ye Fan’s fingertips, ten chains rose, crisp and clear, pointing towards a location, aimed at a majestic great palace. At that moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Boom!
Suddenly, boundless killing intent surged from the palace. In an instant, it terrified the entire city. How many people must have been killed to create such a terrifying scene?!
Countless resentful souls wailed, innumerable evil spirits danced, surging up from within that grand hall. Blood and fire soared into the sky!
It was like an endless slaughter calamity. Vaguely, the cries of millions of living beings could be heard. A vast blood mist surged up, a crimson red that threatened to drown even the Imperial Pass.
Moreover, within the blood mist, skulls floated and sank, and headless divine demon corpses flew through the air. These were all phantoms, yet they felt very real.
A figure, not particularly tall, walked out. He wasn’t very robust, but with every step he took, the majestic Imperial Pass and the starry sky trembled. He possessed a terrifying magic, walking out from within the blood mist.
“The blood and bones behind him… did they really happen? What kind of bloody calamity has he experienced?!”
Until now, people only knew that those in this area were extremely difficult to provoke. They didn’t know everyone’s origins and had no understanding of this person before.
He wore black battle armor, of medium build, so terrifying and intimidating within the blood mist. He was like a world-destroying demon king from ancient times, standing there alone, as if suppressing the entire Imperial City.
Everyone was shocked. This aura of chaos and destruction made everyone uncomfortable, triggering the bloodline reactions of many powerful experts, making their bodies feel as if they would split apart.
Bolts of blood-red lightning danced, striking down upon him. Wind and thunder rolled. Heaven itself was enraged, wanting to destroy him.
This was extremely bizarre. It was as if this person shouldn’t exist in the world, rejected by heaven and earth. Blood rain fell, thunder and lightning flashed. The place where he stood became a forbidden zone.
This scene was hair-raising!
“A disciple of the Longevity Heavenly Venerable?” Ye Fan asked.
These words caused the entire Imperial City to shake. A person from the Mythical Era? This was too astonishing! How ancient was that!
Even Ye Tong, Huahua, and others were greatly surprised. They had seen Ye Fan kill the Seven Heroes of Chaos Heaven but didn’t know he had used the Order Blood Chains to capture the imprint fragments of the mastermind behind it all.
No one was not shocked. The Mythical Era was too distant, so far that people couldn’t say exactly how many tens of thousands of years ago it was. There wasn’t even a precise number. It was older than the Primordial Emperors, older than Emperor Venerable. It was an ancient history of gods and demons dancing together, jointly pursuing immortality.
“Was it you who sent people to block my master from entering the city?” Yang Xi roared angrily.
That was an insult. They weren’t even allowed to enter the city, and people were sent to intercept and kill them. This was going too far.
This person was completely shrouded in armor. Only his pupils were blood-red, fierce and mad, filled with brutality. They didn’t look like human eyes, containing only slaughter and destruction.
Blood energy surged to the heavens. He took a single step forward, his form expanding in an instant. The foot he raised was dozens of zhang long. With a booming sound, he stomped down, aiming at the master and his three disciples.
This was too ferocious and arrogant. Facing the Human Sacred Body Ye Fan and his three disciples, he directly stomped down. What kind of brutality and insolence was this?
Yang Xi was furious. He soared into the air, his body also enlarging, and kicked forward. It collided with that giant foot, erupting with a terrifying light. Countless symbols flickered, the ripples of the Dao blooming.
Golden light and blood light flashed together, like stars exploding. If the Imperial Pass weren’t known as the eternally indestructible and unbreakable, this place would have been reduced to cosmic dust.
Yang Xi retreated. This person then shrank back to normal height. With a bang, he stomped on the ground, shattering the road, sending stones flying and blood mist surging.
However, the destroyed road instantly recovered. Such was the divine peculiarity of the Imperial Pass.
Blood-red lightning still coiled around him. He looked like a demonic calamity, a person who shouldn’t exist in the world, filled with sin, chaos, and blood.
Heavenly punishment continued, though not very strong. It was just automatically striking down upon sensing a trace of his aura. But it illustrated a problem: his existence truly seemed intolerable to the world. As long as he exposed his aura, he suffered heavenly punishment.
Ye Fan was puzzled. How could a disciple of the Longevity Heavenly Venerable be like this? A person who should be close to the Dao of Longevity was more demonic than a demon, a composite of blood and chaos.
“My existence is the result of the old man’s experiments with longevity, forged from millions of blood souls.” His voice was very cold, like a corpse speaking.
Many people opened their heavenly eyes. Among them, a few possessed eyes that could seize the creations of heaven and earth, able to see through illusions and perceive the true source like Ye Fan.
Inside this person’s body, there was a mass of blood origin wailing. Countless living beings were there. Vaguely, one could see great stars being destroyed, endless lives being taken.
Everyone shivered. This person was too terrifying. No wonder he was rejected by the heavens. He was truly forged from blood and sin, not a normal life form at all.
“He created me, so naturally I must help him destroy all his enemies. Since he died because of the Great Accomplishment Saint Body, I will slaughter the entire Saint Body lineage clean!”
Saying this, he bared his teeth, grinning coldly. His teeth were snow-white, gleaming with cold light, like the fangs of a wild beast.
“Swoosh!”
He left an afterimage, charging forward like a bolt of blood lightning. Behind him were divine demon corpses and white skulls, floating and sinking in a sea of blood mist, making him appear full of demonic nature.
Ye Tong, Huahua, and Yang Xi attacked together. They felt this person was very strange, filled with an indescribable aura, extremely dangerous.
“Rumble…”
From this person’s body, countless corpses flew out. They were all energy bodies, but extremely powerful. Among them were many divine demon bodies, containing their laws.
“Boom!”
A violent collision caused Ye Fan’s three disciples to retreat, all showing solemn expressions. The opponent was very strange, with fragments of laws flying everywhere, representing destruction.
As Ye Fan had said, he had nothing to do with the Longevity Art. He walked a chaotic path of blood and sin.
Ye Fan called back his three disciples. The three might not necessarily lose, but this kind of battle was not beneficial to them. This person carried a curse, thousands of layers, ready to erupt at any moment.
He acted himself. His physical body was swift as lightning, and divine chains danced between his fingers, surrounding him, as he fiercely attacked the opponent.
Boom!
The two fought into that open hall, clashing. Soon, countless blood patterns vibrated out. That was the power of the curse, fully erupting.
The disciple of the Longevity Heavenly Venerable attacked ferociously. This place was shrouded in blood mist, impenetrable to anyone. From within came the howling of vengeful spirits.
Only once did people see Ye Fan fly out. Dozens or even hundreds of divine chains, entwined with blood and gold, interwoven into a pair of divine wings. Carrying supreme divine might, he swooped down.
Everyone was petrified. Hadn’t he lost his laws and Dao? He was actually able to use the most fundamental power of his physical body to display such a technique.
Boom!
When the final violent tremor came, all the blood mist dissipated. A figure fell from the sky. Ye Fan descended, stepping on the body of the Longevity Heavenly Venerable’s disciple.
The ground cracked, stones flew. That body forged from blood and sin was trampled to pieces. Ye Fan’s ten divine chains at his fingertips all pierced into his body.
Pfft!
Blood light flashed. The disciple of the Longevity Heavenly Venerable turned into a rain of blood. His bones were shattered. Finally, it became a pool of mud. He was utterly annihilated, body and soul.
Everyone was shaken. Ye Fan had just entered the city and directly killed the disciple of the Longevity Heavenly Venerable, slaying a figure from the Mythical Era, bringing slaughter and blood, announcing his arrival!