Chapter 770: Human Lives Are Cheaper Than Grass
At this moment, a Greatly Accomplished King had appeared. Terrified screams came from ahead as lives continuously faded away, and blood flowed like a river before them.
Ye Fan was initially startled, then calmed down, because the barbarian tribesmen were all fearless of death, charging with iron-blooded resolve—no one would cry out in fear.
Sure enough, a muffled dragon roar confirmed his speculation. A large number of Wang Clan experts were retreating in defeat, crying out in alarm as they quickly dodged.
"A Greatly Accomplished King-level savage beast, an ancient variant passed down from antiquity!"
"Two thousand years ago, I saw it in a deep mountain range in the Southern Ridge. It already had nearly two thousand years of lifespan back then. I never thought it would still be alive!"
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Ye Fan let out a long breath. Sure enough, the barbarian tribe's guardian deity had not disappointed. Having lived for over three thousand nine hundred years, it truly was a Greatly Accomplished King.
With such a savage beast, it was like a force of destruction. Once it erupted, no one along its path could resist. With a single strike, it killed seven or eight Great Powers on the spot.
The Azure Dragon attacked from the main southern gate. On its back were nine living fossils who had lived for over three thousand years, followed by a massive force of barbarian warriors. They were like a heaven-shaking mountain flood, destroying everything in their path.
A thousand troops charged, ten thousand horses galloped, trampling the Wang Clan with fury!
The Azure Dragon led from the front, with over ten thousand iron cavalry following behind. Their iron-blooded charge was faster than Ye Fan, the barbarian chieftain, and the other two directions, quickly approaching the depths of the Wang Clan.
"Invite the ancestor to emerge from seclusion! Revive the supreme sacred weapon!" Wang Clan members cried out.
Blood formed rivers, bones piled into mountains.
At this moment, human lives were cheaper than grass. Both sides fought in blood, with no retreat possible. Only by attacking and winning could they avoid annihilation.
The four-sided army's assault was not all smooth. The barbarian chieftain's eastern direction encountered fierce resistance. A living fossil wielding a damaged sacred weapon launched a heaven-shaking strike from the flank!
If the old chieftain had not detected it in time and intercepted it with his stone axe, thousands of barbarian iron cavalry would have turned to ash. The might of a sage was simply impossible to resist.
Even so, in that instant, over nine hundred experts didn't even have time to groan before they were annihilated within the eastern gate.
"Boom!"
The barbarian chieftain roared in fury and rage. His stone axe cleaved down—this was a flawless weapon left behind by a Human Clan Great Sage, its divine power far surpassing any damaged remnant.
With this strike, that living fossil and his weapon instantly turned to ash, without the slightest resistance.
Now, everyone was fighting with bloodshot eyes. The barbarian chieftain had no time to suppress and subdue a damaged sacred weapon. Keeping it by his side might bring great calamity or backlash.
"Kill!"
In the due east direction, after the clash of two sacred weapons, nearly ten thousand iron cavalry surged in, unstoppable. Especially the enraged old chieftain, who did not hesitate to consume his own life essence as he once again activated the legendary sacred weapon.
A stone axe hung high in the sky, appearing ordinary and even worn, but when it came crashing down, heaven and earth split apart, as if piercing through all worlds!
In the eastern region of the Wang Clan, whether it was the ground, floating islands, or divine mountains, everything turned to dust in an instant. Countless people met their deaths.
Then, as the stone axe briefly calmed, waves of earth and giant boulders shot up from the ground into the high sky, like a tsunami, completely engulfing the area ahead.
The eastern army faced no further resistance. They advanced rapidly, their speed catching up to the Azure Dragon in the south, closing in on the deepest, most important grounds of the Wang Clan.
"Awrooo..."
In the north, the White Tiger roared. Like a mountain-sized guardian deity, it charged and rampaged. With a single claw strike, the Wang Clan's dragon vein ancient mountains crumbled like paper, one after another destroyed.
This was also a beast that had crossed into the King realm. Though not Greatly Accomplished, it was not something ordinary people could resist. The Wang Clan lost seven or eight Great Powers to it.
However, they also encountered the most terrifying resistance here. Barbarian warriors fell in wave after wave, all due to a single cyan-colored claw.
"Owooo..."
Deep within the Wang Clan, an old cyan wolf was being kept. It had once been a pet raised by a former Wang Clan expert. Unexpectedly, it had grown powerful over time. Now, having lived for three thousand four to five hundred years and still not dead, its strength was comparable to the White Tiger.
Even more terrifying was that within its body was also a damaged sacred weapon. It had been left here to guard the Wang Clan's rear.
At this moment, it suddenly pounced out, killing a large number of barbarian warriors. Finally, it clashed with the White Tiger in a fierce battle.
Tiger roars and wolf howls shook the Northern Plains. The battle between ancient variant beasts was exceptionally brutal. Fur, flesh, and even bones were bitten off and torn away.
Moreover, the beasts' divine techniques were even more terrifying. Sometimes they swept across all directions, causing heavy casualties to both the barbarian army and the Wang Clan members.
"Roar..."
One of the old dragon's eyes was clawed out by the tiger's paw. At the same time, it struck back, nearly tearing off one of the White Tiger's shoulder blades.
Then, with the impact of their race-specific secret techniques, their bodies began to crack, blood gushing out like fountains. They were so massive that their blood fell to the ground like small rivers flowing.
The four-sided army's assault faced different challenges. Ye Fan's side also encountered considerable pressure. Though they were not attacked by someone wielding a sacred weapon or faced with a terrifying ancient beast, they were blocked by war tools.
As an ancient aristocratic clan with a fearsome reputation, they naturally possessed the capital to conquer any domain. This included warships and ancient chariots.
The Wang Clan's western district was where these war tools were stored. Over a thousand ancient war chariots blocked the path, dismantling and crashing into each other. Countless experts died in battle.
At this moment, even further away, hundreds of cold warships rose into the air, even more massive, each one like a mountain. It was extremely difficult for the barbarian iron cavalry to charge through.
"This is too insane. Why are we so unlucky? All of the Wang Clan's war tools for external conquest are on this side, and we ran into them." Li Tian complained.
Indeed, this was the Wang Clan's arsenal. All their war resources were here. Breaking through was extremely difficult. If they forced their way through, few of the barbarian iron cavalry would survive.
"There's no other choice. I'll expend some essence energy again." Ye Fan held a purple-golden hammer in his hand, swinging it with force, sending out a blazing burst of purple lightning that pressed forward.
This was a weapon seized from Wang Cheng Tian. After being subdued by the Divine Maiden Furnace, it had gained many cracks, but its power remained undiminished.
The Divine Maiden Furnace was flawless, a weapon of a Human Clan Great Sage. It consumed even more divine power. Even if Ye Fan used it frequently, he would not be able to sustain it, because there would surely be even fiercer battles ahead.
"Boom!"
Ahead, over four hundred chariots shattered, and over a hundred warships disintegrated, turning into a burst of light in the sky, vanishing completely.
"Hum!"
The aura of a sacred weapon came from ahead. Someone was also activating it, preparing to launch a thunderous strike. Ye Fan and the others all changed color—a formidable figure had arrived.
"It's not a legendary sacred weapon, still a damaged one!" Li Tian urged the Divine Maiden Furnace, ready to counterattack and destroy it all in one battle.
But at that moment, war horns sounded from the deepest part of the Wang Clan. The supreme sacred weapon's aura spread like an ocean, calling all disciples to retreat.
All warships and chariots withdrew together toward the clan's deepest grounds, leaving behind only endless wreckage, corpses, and blood—a shocking sight.
"As expected of an ancient aristocratic clan, truly hard to crack!" Ye Fan sighed. He knew the moment of life-or-death decisive battle had arrived, and it would only become more brutal.
"Kill!"
Ye Fan still acted as the arrowhead, charging at the very front. Nine thousand iron cavalry rumbled forward behind him, a dark, oppressive mass. Mountains were leveled, islands destroyed.
Along the way, they swept through like an autumn wind clearing fallen leaves. Wherever their blades pointed, every obstacle turned to dust. After the iron cavalry passed, nothing remained.
When Ye Fan and his forces reached the deepest part of the Wang Clan, the Azure Dragon and the barbarian chieftain had already arrived with their men. All were stained with blood, covered in wounds.
The White Tiger's army arrived last. This guardian deity was severely wounded, on the verge of death. But it had slain an old wolf that had broken through to the King level, eliminating a great threat.
"Thud!"
When the White Tiger dropped a bloody, massive wolf head onto the ground, the entire Wang Clan was shaken. All their faces turned deathly pale.
"Roar..." The White Tiger let out an unwilling cry, then collapsed unconscious on the spot. A barbarian elder quickly stored it in an important artifact for protection.
Ahead lay the Wang Clan's sacred ground. The war horns had come from there, summoning all clan members to retreat and defend this place.
The barbarian army surrounded the area. Blood mist drifted in the air as everyone prepared to charge.
"Unexpected. The Southern Ridge's Ancient Barbarian War God Tribe still exists. I thought its inheritance had long been severed, lost in the river of time." An aged voice came.
The sacred ground opened wide. An old man walked out. Though his hair was nearly gone, he was spirited and vigorous. His voice boomed like a bronze bell.
All the Wang Clan members followed behind him, showing utmost respect. Experts were as numerous as clouds, all emerging from the sacred ground.
"A Greatly Accomplished King!" All the barbarians felt a shock in their hearts.
This was the Wang Clan's ancestor, having lived for over three thousand seven hundred years. Though he was thin and bony, his blood energy was overwhelming. His withered body burned like a divine furnace.
Many barbarian experts felt their mouths go dry, their bodies on the verge of cracking, their souls about to ignite. Such was the divine might of a Greatly Accomplished King.
Even standing there without making a move, he made people's hearts pound, making them want to kneel. It was terrifying enough to drive one mad.
At the same time, the aura of an ancient supreme sacred weapon spread, ready to strike from the sacred ground at any moment, as if they had entered the territory of gods and demons.
The barbarian chieftain raised the stone axe, letting it hover above the entire barbarian army. The blood energy of many barbarian warriors surged as they jointly activated it.
The stone axe let down thousands of divine power threads, shielding everyone below, forming an unbreakable field.
"Tens of thousands of iron cavalry trampling an ancient aristocratic clan. You have truly accomplished a feat unseen in a hundred thousand years." This terrifying old man of the Wang Clan spoke coldly. His name was Wang Lie. He had cultivated for over three thousand seven hundred years, his strength terrifying and unmatched.
No matter the outcome, this battle would shake the Five Domains. Waging war against an immortal inheritance was truly a heaven-shaking upheaval.
"Nowhere near as impressive as you. Sitting on billions of miles of territory in the Northern Plains, you went to the Southern Ridge to massacre my tribe." The barbarian chieftain said.
There was no need for further words. They had already fought to this point. Any rhetoric was meaningless. Only one side would fall.
"Then let me see who can get past me!" The Greatly Accomplished King Wang Lie said expressionlessly.
Cyan light flickered. The Azure Dragon rapidly shrank from the size of a great mountain to the height of a man. It descended, its dragon-shaped body surging with divine power, ready to battle the Greatly Accomplished King.
"Senior Azure Dragon, please be careful!" The barbarian chieftain warned.
"Children, go and pay homage to our clan's 'foundation.' I don't believe anyone can destroy my Wang Clan. Today, we will slaughter all great enemies and proclaim our clan's immortal might!" The old Greatly Accomplished King said in a deep voice.