Chapter 709: Black Blood Stains the Azure Sky
Heaven Wolf Howling Moon Platform was barren of vegetation, a massive broken mountain peak over ten thousand zhang high, its cross-section flat and vast beyond measure.
At this moment, it was stained with golden blood, littered with chunks of shredded flesh, and covered in a sky full of scattered feathers drifting everywhere.
Ye Fan held the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow, drawn taut like a full moon, emitting a fierce killing intent. Beams of slaughter light shot everywhere, reaching straight into the clouds. Members of the Golden Crow Clan stepped forward to block him, only to be shot down in succession.
"Ye Fan, do you want to become an eternal enemy of my Golden Crow Clan?!" an old Golden Crow roared. He was a peak figure at the first level of the Immortal Platform, only half a step away from becoming a Great Power.
Ye Fan had not a single word for him. Just as before, he drew his bow and shot at the heavens, condensing the essence of heaven and earth into divine arrows dozens of li long, piercing upward through the sky!
"Woo..."
The divine arrow emitted a demonic howl, its light blazing so intensely that everyone had to close their eyes, unable to look directly. It was as if a hundred thousand stars had converged, eternally illuminating the cosmos, sun, and moon.
"Pfft"
A spray of blood flew up. The old Golden Crow let out a great cry and was pierced through on the spot. There was no way to dodge or evade. His corpse was shattered into over a dozen pieces by the arrow, mixed with Golden Crow blood as it fell.
"Bam"
The Heaven Wolf Howling Moon Platform gained another large patch of golden bloodstains and corpse fragments, a gruesome sight. This was already the fifth Golden Crow he had shot dead.
"Surnamed Ye, making an enemy of my Golden Crow Clan means you will be hunted by the Ten Crown Princes, cast into eternal purgatory, and turned to ashes!" another man shouted before his death.
"Pfft"
His body was pierced through by a divine arrow, his corpse split apart and fell, drenched in blood. This was a sky stained with gore.
In the distance, people's hearts pounded with fear. Ye Fan observed no taboos, striking mercilessly as if he were shooting down great rocs, never treating them as the most fearsome clan.
On the other side, the Golden Crow Ninth Crown Prince and Lu Ya also failed to escape, encountering immense trouble as they were pursued by a full one hundred and eight divine arrows.
Arrows filled the sky chaotically, each dozens of li long, shattering an entire expanse of sky. They never stopped; if they didn't hit their target, they would fly on for a long time, difficult to exhaust their essence.
Such was the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow, a terrifying secret weapon. Now that Ye Fan could be compared to a Saint Lord, the power it unleashed was many times greater than before, making it even more lethal against enemies.
Earlier, the Golden Crow Ninth Crown Prince had half his body broken by Ye Fan's Six Paths Reincarnation Fist. It had since regenerated, but his vitality was severely damaged.
The Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow fired a hundred arrows at once, shooting chaos into heaven and earth. Over a hundred sword beams, each over ten li long, wove together into a net of golden laws, trapping him with no way to break free.
"Ah..."
The Golden Crow Ninth Crown Prince screamed as he was pierced through a second time. One arm was shattered into golden bloody mud, with crushed bones falling, a miserable sight.
"Damn it!" His disheveled hair flew wildly. Since birth, he had never suffered such a great loss, taking heavy blows repeatedly.
Lu Ya's expression was also grave. After all, he was only an incarnation. He opened his mouth and let out a long howl, personally offering up the Golden Crow Treasure Banner. Eighty-one great golden banners flapped loudly, blotting out the sky and covering the sun.
The treasure banners unfurled, golden divine light flooding the void, becoming eighty-one great gates that sealed off this place, blocking the divine arrows and evolving a realm of natural freedom.
"Burn everything with the Solar True Fire!" Lu Ya shouted.
The Golden Crow Ninth Crown Prince followed suit, merging with the Dao to refine fire, entering the ultimate void. The Solar True Fire shone in all directions, scorching all things.
The eighty-one great golden banners rustled and fluttered, like pillars supporting the heavens, clinging to eighty-one golden clouds that split the sky, crushing everything.
The hundred divine arrows were blocked outside, unable to enter. This treasure banner was indeed terrifying; otherwise, it could not have once caused five peerless Sect Leaders to die miserably within, their blood splattering the banners.
"Sealing the void as a prison only binds your own hands and feet." Ye Fan stepped into the high heavens in one stride. His understanding of the Stride Art deepened, and his speed grew even faster.
These eighty-one Golden Crow banners could not stop him. He charged into their midst alone, intending to shoot both Crown Princes from within. His killing intent made the azure sky tremble.
"Let's go!" Lu Ya's expression changed. This was no solution. Temporarily sealing the void as a prison was only drinking poison to quench thirst. The enemy could cross the banner wall as if entering an unguarded land.
This became a contest of speed. The two Golden Crows possessed extreme speed, which almost no one in the world could match—a racial advantage.
If anything could compare, only the Roc Clan could rival them, surpassing the mortal realm. But today, Ye Fan rapidly closed the distance, cutting off their escape in just a few steps.
"What speed is this?!"
Not only the two Golden Crow Crown Princes were shocked, but even the other Sect Leaders changed color. One step to ascend the heavens, three steps to catch a Golden Crow—this was truly terrifying.
"I'll fight him head-on. My true strength isn't necessarily weaker than his!" The Golden Crow Ninth Crown Prince's expression twisted. He didn't want to be shot down by random arrows, so he turned back, seeking a fight to the death.
"I don't have time to waste on you!" Ye Fan halted in midair, holding the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow and shooting.
The hundred-plus divine arrows from before also surged forward, transforming into a sky-spanning rainbow of five colors, dazzling and brilliant, like stars streaking across the universe.
"Ah..." The Golden Crow Ninth Crown Prince roared, using his shocking divine power to forcibly crush ninety divine arrows into powder as he charged forward.
But in the process, he was struck by over a dozen arrows, nearly shot to pieces. He barely held his flesh together with Golden Crow blood, preventing it from shattering.
"Surnamed Ye..."
The Golden Crow Ninth Crown Prince was covered in blood, with over a dozen gaping holes front and back that looked gruesome. His hair disheveled, he charged forward, seeking mutual destruction, wanting to drag his enemy down with him.
Though his vitality was severely damaged, in his desperate struggle, he forcibly raised all his ancestral Golden Crow essence, becoming terrifyingly powerful with unmatched combat strength.
In the sky, a Golden Crow beat its wings to strike the heavens, transforming into a massive bird body as it fought fiercely with Ye Fan. Scattered feathers flew, and golden blood splattered.
People were astonished. The Golden Crow Ninth Crown Prince indeed had the strength to kill a Saint Lord. Despite such heavy injuries, he was still this fierce, possessing such terrifying combat power.
"Time to end this. I'll send you on your way!"
After a brief, intense battle, Ye Fan let out a great roar. His body was like divine gold forged, every inch crystalline, emitting ten thousand rays of light. He gathered all the divine arrows in the sky into a single golden war spear that pierced through the clouds.
Bearing the momentum of ten thousand jun, he held the heaven-piercing golden war spear with both hands and dove down from the endless azure sky. Compared to the golden spear, he seemed tiny, but he possessed the aura of swallowing mountains and rivers, his black hair flying backward.
"Pfft"
The golden spear tip struck like mud, piercing into the head of the massive Golden Crow whose wings beat the heavens, entering through the crown and penetrating the skull.
"Ah..." The Golden Crow Ninth Crown Prince let out his final scream. His massive corpse, pierced through by a giant war spear, plummeted downward and was nailed to the Heaven Wolf Howling Moon Platform below.
Blood stained the long sky, countless golden feathers flew, each stained with blood. The corpse lay sprawled. One of the Golden Crow Clan's inheritors met his end on Heaven Wolf Mountain.
Powerful experts from all directions and mighty lords from every region were all shocked. A Crown Prince of the Golden Crow Clan had been killed—decisively and coldly.
"Dead! A Crown Prince, renowned and feared across the land, is dead!" No one was not astonished.
This would inevitably provoke the Golden Crow Clan's boundless fury. This was a crime that all the waters of the four seas could not wash away. Everyone fixed their gaze on Ye Fan.
"He really dared to strike!"
A man of mystery—where did he come from? To dare raise his blade against a Golden Crow Crown Prince and slay him without mercy—what background did he have?
Heaven Wolf Mountain was in an uproar. Everyone's attention focused on Ye Fan. Rising stars and heavenly maidens alike could not remain calm.
"What is Crown Prince Lu Ya doing?" People were astonished. They saw a Golden Crow burning its own blood, letting out a long howl to the sky as it forcibly merged the eighty-one golden banners into its body.
During its younger brother's death, its gaze was icy cold, making no move to stop it. It forcibly did this, melting a single ancestral Golden Crow golden feather to enhance its divine power.
"A single divine feather from an ancient Golden Crow Great Sage, with a trace of sage power, refined into the body!"
"Those eighty-one golden banners are being melted into its body like feathers!"
...
Lu Ya let out a long howl, soaring into the sky to charge at Ye Fan. Fleeing was useless—the enemy's speed was too fast.
"Ye Fan, I'll fight you with twenty percent of my full strength!"
His voice was like thunder, rolling across the long sky, causing the entire Heaven Wolf Mountain Range to tremble with a rumbling sound.
Lu Ya spread his wings and struck the heavens, soaring straight up three thousand li. His golden body was like forged divine gold, looking down on the world, sending chills down the spines of many Sect Leaders.
"This is Lu Ya!"
The Golden Crow Clan had ten Crown Princes, each a dragon among men, a king among demons, all capable of killing Saint Lords. Among them, the sixth was the strongest, hailed as the future number one of the Demon Clan!
Now, as an incarnation fighting with twenty percent of his strength, he was already comparable to a Sect Leader—truly astonishing. Divine feathers filled the sky.
The eighty-one golden treasure banners were refined into his body, becoming part of him. The arrows of the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow could no longer pierce him.
This was a fierce battle. Lu Ya's incarnation could not be judged by ordinary standards, displaying ancient great divine abilities.
"Ten Suns Rising Together!"
Ten suns rose into the sky, a vast primeval land appearing behind him. Ten thousand beasts ran, giant peaks shook, and ten heavenly suns hung in the sky, burning everything.
"Human King Seal!"
Ye Fan transformed into the lord of humanity, standing between heaven and earth. This was a battle between the Human Clan and the Golden Crow Clan. A great hand descended, striking down the ten suns and shattering the primeval ancient land.
Flames of fire danced, flooding the long sky, burning the cosmos red like a great furnace, crushing everything.
"Fusang World!"
Lu Ya shouted again. A golden ancient tree, wreathed in chaos, illuminated heaven and earth, opening up a small world.
Ten thousand zhang of golden light rose. The massive immortal divine tree grew, shaking down thousands of divine radiances from its golden leaves to suppress Ye Fan.
"Leaning on my sword beyond the heavens, hanging my bow on Fusang!"
Ye Fan let out a great roar. A golden divine sword shot from between his brows, cutting through this small world, its aura surging to the stars, reaching beyond the heavens.
The Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow in his hand transformed into surging radiance, struck out as a weapon against the Fusang ancient tree. A great sound rang out, and thousands of golden divine leaves scattered in chaos.
The two clashed. Lu Ya's techniques were endless, all ancient secrets passed down through the ages, shocking the world.
"Demon God Swallows the Heavens!" A Demon Clan deity appeared behind him, standing between heaven and earth. One hand alone covered the firmament, pressing down on Heaven Wolf Mountain.
"Ten Thousand Ages, One Qi Transforms into Azure Sky!" He turned one qi into the azure sky, reigning over the land, trying to refine Ye Fan.
...
Lu Ya's methods emerged one after another, various ancient arts astonishing the world. But unfortunately, he was ultimately just an incarnation, and Ye Fan broke them all one by one!
"Ah..."
Lu Ya let out a great cry. The immense consumption of magical power caused the eighty-one golden banners inserted into his body to begin falling off, bringing large patches of blood with them.
"Time to end this!" Ye Fan shouted.
Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!
This world-suppressing fist technique was unleashed, swallowing mountains and rivers, its might pressing on heaven and earth. Ye Fan charged forward like a god or demon, shattering everything!
Lu Ya screamed in agony. The lower half of his body vanished, severed cleanly, golden blood splattering everywhere.
Ye Fan let out a great roar, stepping to the heavens in one stride. He tore Lu Ya's remaining half-body into two pieces, blood dripping everywhere, scattering through the sky. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at ***.***, your support is my greatest motivation.)