Chapter 774: Fall of an Ancient Aristocratic Clan
"Kill...!"
Corpses littered the ground, blood flowed like rivers, mountains and rivers were shattered. Everywhere, from heaven to earth, iron cavalry charged, banners fluttered in the wind, and the roar of battle shook the heavens.
Thousands upon thousands of troops trampled the Wang Clan. The great battle had reached its final stage. The barbarian army charged fiercely, surging into the sacred land.
War was never beautiful. It was a blood-soaked painting, filled with slaughter and death. A single glimpse of the scene was enough to take one's breath away.
"Ah...!"
A miserable cry rang out as a Half-Step Great Power was cleaved in two from head to groin. A column of iron cavalry charged straight through the gap between his two halves.
"Pfft"
A powerful expert struck out, severing a barbarian rider's head and cleaving his beast mount in two in the same motion. A torrent of blood rained down as the corpses plummeted from the sky.
"Crack"
A Wolf Fang Great Club smashed down, turning a middle-aged man's head into a burst of peach blossoms. Red blood and white brain matter mixed together, a gruesome sight.
"Rumble"
A golden war chariot charged forward at full speed, leaving a trail of brilliant light across the sky. It crushed through the barbarian army, instantly turning a group of iron cavalry into bloody paste. Shattered bones flew everywhere, a horrifying spectacle.
A true battlefield did not inspire grand reflections on the beauty of mountains and rivers.
If one had to describe it as magnificent, this painting had the earth covered in corpses as its background, white bones and fresh blood as its ink, and the withering of life's blossoms as its decoration. It was nothing but cruelty.
Thousands of iron cavalry charged into the sacred land. In the sky, the Stone Axe and the Divine Maiden Furnace hung high, blooming with Dao flowers. Petal after petal unfurled, shooting forth beams that pierced the clouds. Divine sounds echoed, protecting everyone, preventing the enemy's Saint Weapon from crushing them.
"Kill...!"
At this moment, there was no other sound. Everywhere was the roar of battle. After breaching the sacred land, the fighting became even more brutal.
The weapons of Human Clan Great Sages began to clash. Waves of Dao marks surged forth, piercing the nine heavens and giving birth to new minor worlds. Saintly light cascaded down, filling the sky.
Earth, fire, wind, and water churned, as if the world was being created anew, unleashing chaotic qi.
War chariots, ancient ships, and other vessels in the sky disintegrated and fell in droves. Groups of iron cavalry were also swept away, turning into bloody mist. Both sides suffered casualties.
Even though both sides' Saint Weapons protected their own people, they were sometimes breached, causing tragic scenes.
Of course, the Wang Clan suffered far worse. The barbarians had two Great Sage weapons deployed simultaneously, overwhelming the Wang Clan's Purple Lightning Hammer. The sacred land grew increasingly unstable, on the verge of destruction.
Interspersed among the battle were a few incomplete Saint Weapons, but they were useless, unable to make much difference. Before true legendary Saint Artifacts, they were as crude as primitive weapons.
"Retreat! As long as the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood!"
"Today our clan is conquered, but one day you will repay this with ten times the blood!"
Many powerful experts of the Wang Clan roared. Within the sacred land, there were many teleportation platforms leading to distant places, allowing them to cross the void and escape. They prepared to abandon their ancestral home and flee.
"You still want to leave? Go ahead and try!" the barbarian chieftain shouted.
All kinds of light surged as the teleportation platforms were fully activated. Yet not a single one could open a Domain Gate. All were ineffective, as if the path through the void had been severed.
"How can this be?!" The people of the Wang Clan were in despair. Many cried out in anguish. There was not even a path of escape. Everything was sealed off, impossible to activate.
Before attacking the Wang Clan, the barbarians had made thorough plans. Even if they defeated this great clan, letting them escape would be terrifying.
If an ancient aristocratic clan went mad, the barbarians would surely face countless calamities in the future. Therefore, the moment they breached the defenses, barbarian ancient array flags had sealed the void.
"Let's die together! Take them with us!" Some hot-blooded members of the Wang Clan roared madly, wanting the barbarians to accompany them in death.
"Let's destroy everything together! Let it all return to dust!" Many were infected by this sentiment, their expressions twisted, nearly insane.
The entire sacred land began to glow, on the verge of igniting. All of the Wang Clan's Divine Source, ancient weapons, divine arrays, and everything else were about to be destroyed, burned away completely.
If it erupted, it would be a force capable of destroying heaven and earth. King-rank divine weapons, tens of thousands of experts, incomplete Saint Weapons, and grand arrays—all of that was extremely terrifying. Once ignited, even the barbarian army would wither away endlessly.
However, none of this could come to pass. In the sky, there was an ancient barbarian warrior—the foundation of the Southern Ridge barbarians. While suppressing the ancient ancestral beast, he was also watching the battle below.
A thick beam of battle qi sprayed down from the sky, instantly flooding the entire sacred land. All agitation, all light, was suppressed and contained.
"Heaven has abandoned our clan!"
"How can this be? We can't even drag the enemy down with us?"
Many members of the Wang Clan roared, their expressions twisted with unwillingness.
"If our clan is destroyed, you bastards will also face great disaster! The Southern Ridge will be slaughtered to the bone, not a blade of grass left alive!" The people of the Wang Clan cursed.
"That's right! The Primeval Royal Clans will emerge! You have broken our Wang Clan's sacred land, and one day you will be bloodily cleansed!" Many members of the Wang Clan laughed cruelly.
The barbarian chieftain shouted, "We knew long ago that you had dealings with the ancient clans. Today, we eliminate you first, lest you become a great threat in the future."
The barbarian king also spoke, "The Primeval Royal Clans will not launch a large-scale attack on the Human Clan. Your hopes will likely come to nothing."
"Ancestral weapon, please ignite! Destroy all enemies!"
"Our clan's Great Sage weapon, please follow the will of our ancestors, protect our royal clan, and destroy all enemies together with us!"
Many members of the Wang Clan knelt down, prostrating themselves toward the sky, kowtowing to the Purple Lightning Hammer. At the same time, many elders muttered incantations, trying to summon their final foundation.
Even though they knew it was useless, that it could not withstand the divine might of a single palm from the war god in the sky, they still wanted to offer it up in a final act of madness.
The Purple Lightning Hammer blazed fiercely. Purple qi steamed, and the aura of the Dao filled the air, as if it would pierce through the ages of all heavens. It truly intended to destroy everything together, to annihilate itself along with the other two Saint Weapons.
"It's all useless..." Ye Fan said coldly.
Tens of thousands of barbarian troops jointly channeled the Divine Maiden Furnace and the Stone Axe, making their final stand, unafraid of the Wang Clan's madness.
Moreover, most importantly, there was still an ancient barbarian war god in the sky. He had already subdued the ancient ancestral beast, which now followed beside him like a mount as he descended.
"Clang"
The Stone Axe left behind by the barbarian Great Sage shot into the sky, hovering before the Divine Source block. It suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura. This ancient barbarian giant channeled it alone, far more terrifying than tens of thousands of iron cavalry working together.
"Hum"
The Stone Axe split the sky and pressed downward. The Purple Lightning Hammer immediately trembled. Under true Saintly might, without a worthy master to wield it, it was no match.
The so-called foundation flying out from the inner world of the Purple Lightning Hammer turned to ash one after another. Before anyone could even see what they were, the ancient barbarian giant had already destroyed them.
"Ah... No!" The people of the Wang Clan screamed in heart-wrenching agony.
But it was all useless. A thousand words from the defeated could not compare to a single glance from the victor. They were all in despair.
The Purple Lightning Hammer tried to ignite, its inner deity struggling to break free, even attempting self-destruction. But it had no effect.
"Hum"
The void trembled. Under the control of the ancient barbarian war god, the Stone Axe opened its inner minor world and swallowed the Purple Lightning Hammer inside. The terrifying fluctuations in heaven and earth disappeared.
"Flash"
Light flickered. This ancient barbarian giant, along with the subdued ancient ancestral beast, also vanished into the Stone Axe, disappearing from sight.
The giant axe descended, returning to hover above the barbarian army, radiating saintly qi.
At this point, the situation was settled. The Wang Clan had lost all its foundation, including its legendary Saint Weapon. There was no turning back.
"Trample the Northern Plains! Sweep the Wang Clan!"
"We will accomplish a great feat! Conquer an immortal legacy! Avenge our people! Spread the glory of our clan!"
"Kill! Level the ancient aristocratic clan of the Northern Plains!"
Everything was about to be settled. The situation could no longer be changed. The barbarian king swung his White Bone Great Club, commanding the charge. The sky was densely packed with iron cavalry, charging into the sacred land.
"Young ones, the rest of the battle belongs to you. I will watch you fight here. You must undergo the baptism of war." The barbarian king flew into the sky, standing beneath the dark clouds, shouting to everyone.
Thousands upon thousands of troops trampled the Wang Clan!
At this moment, it became reality. The barbarian army was unstoppable, charging into the sacred land, conquering step by step. With every advance, more corpses piled up.
A defeated army was like a collapsing mountain. The people of the Wang Clan fled like frightened dogs, like fish caught in a net. They had long lost the will to fight, retreating all the way, leaving behind a mountain of corpses.
At this moment, nothing could stop the advance of tens of thousands of iron cavalry. The outcome was decided!
Ahead, various ancient towers stood tall. Needless to say, this was the accumulation of the Wang Clan over hundreds of thousands of years. There would surely be endless divine objects and treasures.
Ye Fan stood in the sky, side by side with the barbarian chieftain and the old barbarian king. Li Tian and Yan Yixi also stood nearby.
"It's time. According to the original plan, send out the news. Let thousands upon thousands of troops enter the Northern Plains," Ye Fan said.
The Wang Clan, as an ancient aristocratic clan, ruled the Northern Plains and dominated the world. As one of the oldest and most powerful forces, it naturally had many great enemies.
Before the battle, Ye Fan had considered whether to ally with those people, but ultimately abandoned the idea. The Wang Clan's prestige had been established for too long. Those people would never dare to respond, and might even leak the news.
Now that the situation was settled, it was time to inform those people. It was their moment to shine, to carry out the final purge and pursuit.
The barbarian king said, "Let's go. Let's take a look at the various ancient towers of the Wang Clan. Needless to say, there will be the Human Clan Great Sage's ancient scripture. There might even be sacred materials for forging weapons, and perhaps even one or two volumes of ancient Great Emperor scriptures."
Before dawn, in the dead of night, thousands upon thousands of troops had already entered the Northern Plains!
Countless great forces came swarming in. The entire Northern Plains trembled.
"Ye boy, your move is truly ruthless. The Wang Clan is completely finished. Even if there are a few fish that slip through the net, they won't escape the pursuit of their great enemies. From now on, they are erased from the records," Li Tian said. An immortal legacy was truly coming to an end.
That night, the world was shaken. The five domains boiled over!
An ancient aristocratic clan had fallen, as if a myth had been shattered!
For a hundred thousand years, someone had once again accomplished such a feat—trampling an ancient aristocratic clan with iron cavalry, shocking the world with a single battle!
"Sacred Body! It was him who led tens of thousands of iron cavalry to level the Northern Plains Wang Clan!"
News had never spread so quickly. It was truly urgent. In just half a night, it had reached every major domain.