Chapter 1777: Contingency Plan

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# Chapter 1777: Contingency Plan

Blood blossoms splashed three thousand feet high—this was a true depiction. Ye Fan was trapped deep within the absolute formation, struck by hundreds or even thousands of sword qi, suffering severe injuries.

The situation had reached a critical extreme. The Numinous Treasure Heavenly Venerable was peerless throughout the ages, with no one in history surpassing him in array mastery. His formation diagram contained infinite killing intent, driving the four swords to shoot forth, unstoppable and indestructible, capable of shattering even a Great Emperor.

Ye Fan was drenched in blood, his wounds terrifying beyond measure. There were no fewer than twenty blood holes piercing through his body front to back. Crimson blood splattered, each drop capable of piercing a Quasi-Emperor.

"A cornered beast still fights, struggling in vain!" the Spiritual Emperor said coldly.

Now they held absolute dominance. With the first killing formation in history deployed and presided over by four Imperial-level experts, they were invincible under heaven. No one could change that.

"Fight!"

Ye Fan shouted, his hands moving as he activated the Battle Saint Art. A fiery red divine furnace rose—the Eternal Universe Furnace—emitting flames that burned through star domains. Then an ancient mirror soared up, hanging above his head...

"Are you a martial maniac, or do you simply not know your place?" the Great Roc Emperor bellowed.

Ye Fan was indeed audacious beyond measure. Even in mortal danger, he continued like this, still evolving supreme techniques. All things and all sources became his furnace fire, tempering his physical body as a cauldron.

"He has truly comprehended some sword intent, and our secret techniques that struck him have also been absorbed. At this rate, he might actually transcend and break free!" the Spiritual Emperor frowned.

"He is a genius, not excessive to call him the strongest Sacred Body in history. But unfortunately, he has no chance. Even if he accommodates and refines some of the profound mysteries now, he still cannot break the first killing formation in history. Add our laws and dao, and he will surely die."

"Boom—"

The Divine Ruins, the Primordial Ancient Mine, the Immortal Mound, and the Heaven Above—that is, the Burial Heaven Island—four Forbidden Zones pressed down together, resonating with the formation diagram. Supreme array patterns spread out, intending to crush Ye Fan alive.

With all these methods deployed together, no one could withstand them. Even though Ye Fan was a heaven-defying genius who had created that kind of dao, it was useless. Chaotic qi exploded, his cauldron body unstable, on the verge of shattering into pieces.

"Overestimating yourself! Do you think one person can resist the first killing formation and our combined attack?!"

The situation was settled. The four Supreme Beings all breathed a sigh of relief. In another moment, Ye Fan would surely die. But this enemy was truly shocking—he had persisted for so long, almost defying heaven.

The furnace fire tempered and nourished, scriptures rumbled, vast and immense. Within, the cauldron body—his physical form—was covered in blood marks. Though he exhausted every means to absorb the myriad daos and comprehend the profound mysteries of the four Forbidden Zones, he ultimately could not hold on much longer.

No one had ever dared to be so bold—using several Imperial-level experts to train, drawing their supreme mysteries to temper himself, turning them into dao fire. It was like dancing on the edge of death.

Suddenly, Ye Fan let out a long roar, shattering the chaotic light cocoon. Then, with a flick of his hand, he produced a scroll of Immortal Treasure Diagram, obtained back then from the Chaos Dragon Nest—the place where the Ruthless Great Emperor had buried her coffin.

As this diagram unfurled, a flame formed entirely of runes—an immortal flame—appeared, burning through the ancient starry sky. Even the immeasurable killing qi of the formation was partially dissolved.

"The immortal flame was actually collected by you!" the Corpse Emperor exclaimed in shock.

This was the immortal flame from the tenth layer of the Fire Domain. Back then, even the Desolate Tower had floated there, using it to temper itself and repair its cracks.

Later, it had fallen into the sealed land of the Flying Immortal Star.

The existences within the Forbidden Zones were somewhat wary of this flame, because in the past, none who possessed it had met a good end.

This time, they had also gone to search for it, but ultimately failed to obtain it. They never expected Ye Fan had taken it away.

The Spiritual Emperor's expression changed immediately. "With the immortal flame's origin, that means your disciple might still be saved—not necessarily completely crippled!"

"You are wrong. I was never crippled!" A great shout came from the void. Ten thousand feet of golden light burst forth. Ye Tong crashed in like a golden sun, slamming directly into a formation gate with a thunderous boom.

"Even if both master and disciple come together, what of it? You still cannot break the first killing formation. You will all die!" the Great Roc Emperor sneered.

"Boom!"

However, the moment his words fell, a fist force—fierce, overbearing, and peerlessly domineering—smashed over, charging into the formation gate, sending him flying with blood streaming everywhere.

A disheveled, towering, and majestic supreme powerhouse appeared—it was the Old Madman, unseen for many years!

"One person is not enough. What about four of us taking the immortal swords from your four sword gates?"

Another voice like heavenly thunder sounded. The Human Demon appeared, wielding a huge white bone club. He swung it down, smashing it against another formation gate, sending the Immortal Grandmother flying as she coughed up blood.

This scene shook the mortal world. No one had expected such a thing to happen!

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