# Chapter 1713: Peerless Heroes of the Age
The assembled experts were horrified. The Eight Divine Generals—legendary figures they had heard of since childhood, enfeoffed deities who had followed the Immortal Emperor in ancient times—had already lost two members in an instant, both slain by a single person. How could this not shake them to the core?
Ye Fan walked forward, drenched in blood. It was the blood of the divine generals, splattered across his body, even staining his hair strands, giving him a demonic aura.
A golden divine sea surged beneath his feet as he stood alone in pride, surveying all directions. His presence struck fear into many, leaving them speechless.
"You have killed my Eight Divine Generals! Remember this—blood will not be shed in vain. One day, someone will come to kill you!" A iron guard on the Phoenix Nest wept and roared. These were all experts who had survived since ancient times.
Yet war was this cruel. There was no room for blood oaths here—only brutal reality. Ye Fan raised his hand and pointed a finger. A divine light shot forth, and with a *puff*, that person exploded into a pile of shattered bones and bloody mist.
A brief silence followed, then the thunderous war drums sounded again. The Immortal Empress's crisp, cold voice echoed: "The Emperor is immortal! He will know of your efforts. One day, he will return, avenge you, and grant you glory. Fight for brilliance and immortality—slay all enemies!"
*Dong, dong...*
The war drums grew dense, stirring blood to boiling. The calm battlefield once again erupted with killing cries. Every war division fought with abandon, charging forward with all their might.
"Boom!"
The Woodcutter Old Man and the Yama Lord were locked in battle, reaching a fever pitch. They had long since left the main battlefield, engaging in a peak-level duel where no one could approach.
Both were covered in bloodstains, having suffered severe injuries, yet their fighting spirit remained high. They did not retreat, unleashing ultimate laws and secret arts that turned this place into a zone of annihilation.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, an extreme imperial might erupted. Everyone's face turned pale, as if they had returned to that night over three hundred years ago when imperial laws emerged. The era of dark turmoil left an indelible impression.
It was the clash of imperial weapons. In the Woodcutter Old Man's hand appeared a green lotus, its azure radiance shattering the heavens. In the Yama Hall Lord's hand appeared a black netherworld spear, death energy surging like an ocean.
No one had expected them to use extreme weapons, engaging in such a battle. Who could approach?
"Kill!"
In the distance, countless ghost soldiers arrived as reinforcements. From the Phoenix Nest, an endless stream of experts surged forth like a sea, charging forward to attack.
The Dao Palace, Divine Organization, and Heavenly Court forces immediately suffered heavy losses. The enemy's army was like an ocean, far larger than they had imagined, with forests of experts.
The only blessing was that Ye Tong, Little Pine, Shan Huang, Yang Xi, and others were present—all at the Quasi-Emperor realm, possessing great strength. They quickly stabilized the front lines and launched counterattacks.
As for Ye Fan and Gu Xin'ao, they directly killed their way into the ocean of the enemy army, causing this place to collapse. None could withstand them.
"Woo woo..." The Emperor Venerable's war horn sounded. The White-Haired Sword God charged forward, cleaving apart Phoenix Nest experts with each sword strike.
Meanwhile, Old God himself strode forward, approaching the Phoenix Nest.
The Immortal Empress's expression was stern. Beating the war drums, she also advanced, determined to fight Old God to the death. The atmosphere here instantly became many times more tense.
*Puff, puff...*
The White-Haired Sword God was too powerful. Almost every sword strike shattered a Phoenix Nest iron guard who charged at him. There was no one who could last more than a single exchange.
*Hum!*
The Phoenix Nest trembled. It was actually a massive formation that swallowed the White-Haired Sword God, temporarily trapping him.
The Immortal Empress faced Old God. Both wore expressions of cold resolve. One of them had to fall—it was a battle to the death.
Amidst the sea of ghost soldiers and Phoenix Nest troops, Ye Fan killed his way in and out, drenched in blood. No one could stop him. He was like a Heavenly Emperor descending to the mortal world, golden light blazing for billions of zhang. Walking through thousands of troops, he was invincible. A path built from blood and bone appeared beneath his feet.
Silently and without a sound, a lame horse appeared, carrying a white-haired old man who stared fixedly at the Phoenix Nest.
On the other side, a youth dressed in animal hide also appeared, his eyes clear and bright. "I lived to this era just to wait for you. As expected, you are still in this world."
"First Divine General!" Iron guards on the Phoenix Nest cried out, trembling with excitement, staring at the white-haired old man on the sick horse.
Even the Immortal Empress's body trembled. She turned around abruptly. When she saw the once-spirited genius now aged, she couldn't help but feel a pang in her nose.
That young man on a white horse from long ago, who had swept through the world undefeated with his war halberd—how spirited and proud he had been! And now, time had reduced him to this state.
The youth carried a hard bow on his back and held a stone staff in his hand. "Back then, your Emperor's divine dynasty hunted me relentlessly. Of the Heavenly Court, only I remained to defy heaven. Now the tables have turned, haven't they? Your situation isn't good. Your brothers are being killed one by one."
"They are not my brothers," the First Divine General said, his white hair disheveled, his expression blank.
"Oh, that's right. You're different from them. No real bond—it's all for that woman. Haha, how about I help you deal with her? One death solves everything. Your heart will have no more attachments, and you can focus entirely on the 'Path of Breaking the Emperor.' What do you think?" The youth laughed heartily.
"You can try!" The First Divine General's gaze was piercing, brilliant beyond compare.
"How boring." The youth shook his head. "Living this long, I can no longer seal myself. I've been thinking—I want a glorious battle. If you still hadn't appeared, I was planning to go destroy a Forbidden Zone of Life."
Everyone was horrified upon hearing this. Who was this person? His words were far too arrogant!
"He is the First Divine General of the ancient Heavenly Court! I never imagined he still lives in this world!" Old God's lips trembled. He was so excited and overjoyed that tears streamed down his face.
The crowd erupted in uproar. Some knew the youth's origins and were all shaken. This was truly someone who had dared to charge into a Forbidden Zone of Life to kill in the past.
Because there were too many legends about him!
"Nether Emperor, that old bastard, is one of the calamities that caused the Heavenly Court's collapse. His time is short. I was almost ready to go to the Underworld to settle accounts with him. But then you appeared—it seems you can't seal yourself anymore either." The youth smiled self-deprecatingly. "For people like us, ending like this is cruelly wasteful. This counts as an alternative form of attaining the Dao, like the Great Accomplishment Saint Body."
"Ending like this is indeed regrettable," the First Divine General murmured, with some nostalgia, some melancholy.
The youth swung his stone staff casually, looking very relaxed. "You think so too? Then let's have an alternative decisive battle."
"How shall we fight?" the First Divine General asked.
"Each of us charges into a Forbidden Zone of Life, slaughtering on a grand scale. Let's see if we can kill one or two Supreme Beings." The youth laughed boldly, yet his laughter was sunny, brilliant, and heroic. "When they attained the Dao, it was their fortune that they didn't encounter us. But let them know—there were once two such people. If they had lived in the same era, those Supreme Beings would have had no chance!"
The First Divine General sighed. He was born nine thousand years after the Immortal Emperor. By the time he rose to power, the other had already attained the Dao. He never had a chance.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's each go to our decisive battles. True peerless heroes—only people like you and me!" The youth laughed freely. "Nether Emperor is mine. Don't fight me for him. That old bastard has lived too long. It's time for him to die."
Then he turned to look at Ye Fan. "You have the style of my younger days. Impressive combat power. I won't compete with you in this era. This age belongs to you!"
"Haha..." The First Divine General suddenly laughed heartily, yet there was a touch of desolation. "I never thought we could have a conversation like this, instead of fighting to the death on sight."
"Because you and I are fundamentally the same kind of person. We were merely born on opposite sides. But times have changed." The youth picked up his stone staff. "Let's go. I can't wait any longer. I'm going to kill that bastard Nether Emperor."
This youth—his demeanor, his brilliance, his boldness—made people marvel. How unrestrained and domineering! To speak of killing an ancient Supreme Being so casually!
Truly a peerless hero!
Everyone's hearts were shaken. Many felt their blood boil.
The First Divine General finally shook his head. "I cannot leave. At least not now. I cannot watch her die."
In his eyes, there was a graceful figure. His expression was very complex as he gazed at the Immortal Empress on the Phoenix Nest. He refused to leave.
"Just a woman! After such a long time, you still can't let go?!" the youth shouted.
"And what about the obsession in your heart? If you had already severed it, you would be an Emperor. Yet you still cannot let go—you blame yourself and sigh over the Heavenly Court's collapse."
"When you are destroyed and the Underworld collapses, I will be at peace. Your ending is already sealed because you've met me. Once this matter is settled, I will go to the Underworld and kill Nether Emperor. Then I can attain the Dao and live another two lifetimes!" the youth said resolutely.
In the distance, the Immortal Empress on the Phoenix Nest stopped beating the war drums. She stared blankly at the First Divine General's aged face, tears streaming down her cheeks.
The once white-robed, silver-armored youth had grown so old. Even his heavenly horse had gone lame, entering its twilight years. Such a peerless hero had also reached this day of decline.
The youth looked up and shouted at the Phoenix Nest: "Woman! He has sacrificed much for you. Do you want to see him die with regret? If you care for him even a little, you should die immediately. Let him let go of everything and attain the Dao. Don't be so selfish!"
"Is that so... If I die, you can attain the Dao?" The Immortal Empress's stunningly beautiful face was covered in crystalline tears, rolling down continuously. Her voice trembled: "If it's possible, I will help you attain the Dao."
The First Divine General shook his head. "Don't listen to his nonsense."
"So indecisive! Let me help you attain the Dao. Then we'll go kill in the Forbidden Zones. Otherwise, in your current state, you're definitely inferior to me!" The youth struck out, his palm slapping toward the Phoenix Nest.
Everyone was horrified. Just how powerful was this expert? So confident—was he going to kill the Immortal Empress with a single palm strike?!
"Clang!"
A gleaming silver halberd rose horizontally, blocking the youth's path. The First Divine General had intervened, clashing with him in a single strike. Imperial laws spread out, forcing all the experts to prostrate themselves, unable to bear the pressure, compelled to kowtow.
The only saving grace was that the laws were controlled within a certain range. Otherwise, everyone would have died!
"This woman... she ruined your past life. In this life, you also had a chance to transcend, to kill Supreme Beings in the Forbidden Zones without issue. But you met her again, and she ruined you once more," the youth mocked.
"If I am a burden... I am willing to die immediately!" The Immortal Empress wept. She no longer seemed like a female expert but a fragile, helpless little woman. Thinking of the past, her heart ached.
The First Divine General shouted: "Fool! You've fallen for his Heavenly Sound Immortal Curse. He's trying to force you to die. Whether you live or die, you are already imprinted on my heart."
Hearing this, the Immortal Empress's heart ached even more. Never abandoning, never leaving—that white-robed, silver-armored youth had always guarded by her side, never departing. Tears of clarity rolled down her face. She could not speak a single word, only sob in grief.
"How boring. You are so pedantic to this degree. No wonder you couldn't attain the Dao. Let's go. I can have them spare her life—they won't kill her. For people like you and me to end in mutual destruction would truly be a tragedy of heaven and earth. People like us should at least kill a Supreme Being and let a Forbidden Zone be buried with us. Born in the wrong era, unable to control our own fate. In death, of course, we should choose for ourselves—to end in ultimate glory."
"You have issued your divine decree. This time, we naturally can refrain from killing the Empress," Old God said.
"This universe is too filthy. It holds no meaning for you and me. Let's go choose our burial grounds!" The youth laughed heartily, unleashing a great divine ability. This place instantly shattered as he forcibly shifted the battlefield. He and the First Divine General vanished.
Everyone was stunned. Had they really charged into a Forbidden Zone of Life? Truly peerless heroes of the age!
*Calling for a monthly ticket. It's almost the end of the month again. I ask all brothers and sisters for your support—monthly tickets, please!*