Chapter 835: Fighting the Crowd Alone
Palaces built from five-colored jade stones, one after another, emitted a faint, clear radiance, clustered together and suspended in the sky.
At this moment, blood energy rose like towering pillars supporting the heavens, thick and vast, tearing through the clouds and piercing both heaven and earth. Dozens of top-tier experts watched with fierce, predatory intent.
Ye Fan was straightforward and said no more. He wanted to open a domain gate and cross over, but was shocked to find the void locked, making escape impossible.
Array patterns were laid out everywhere, like ancestral serpents winding through every inch of space. These were the divine patterns formed by Qi Luo's earlier weeping.
Ye Fan was horrified. This old man was too powerful. His cries were like blades, carving divine patterns into the void, forming layers of law force that crisscrossed in all directions.
He turned and fled, smashing through a window and leaping out, but what he saw made his heart tighten. Even outside, there were fine array patterns, like small snakes or dancing divine phoenixes, sealing heaven and earth.
The entire sky was sealed. Opening a domain gate was impossible. Only by relying on his own strength could he break out. He gritted his teeth and said, "Old bastard, you sure can cry!"
Qi Luo smiled, his single eye squinting into a silkworm-like slit, while Old Knife Handle remained as still as stone, saying nothing.
Ye Fan rushed into the distance without looking back. This place could not be lingered in. He had to break out, or else a bloody battle of shocking proportions would ensue.
"Human Sacred Body, where do you think you're going? I, Lu Dongfa of the Fallen Feather Clan, am here!"
Ahead, a handsome young expert appeared, charging out of an ancient palace. Behind him were fifty-four pairs of pitch-black wings, like a dark cloud, wreathed in blood-colored lightning.
"I heard you don't take our Primeval younger generation seriously. Today, I'll fight you!"
Ye Fan was surprised. No matter how he looked at it, this young Ancient Clan member resembled the legendary fallen angels from the other end of the starry sky.
He knew this was all Duan De's doing, stirring up hatred. The man had insulted the Celestial Prince, calling him a coward, and challenged Yuan Gu, calling him a melon, making all other Ancient Clans feel he was too arrogant.
"Clang!"
Lu Dongfa's fifty-four pairs of wings vibrated like sword chimes. Instantly, demonic energy surged to the heavens. Blood-colored lightning roared like a great river, tearing through the void, vast and terrifying.
Ye Fan traced a circle with his right hand, forming a perfect Taiji. It spun in the void, guiding the divine laws formed by the blood lightning to the side.
"Roar..."
Suddenly, a great shout rang out, like a wild bull bellowing from the celestial realm, shaking the ancient walls of the Divine City and spreading for hundreds of miles.
A being like a Bull Demon King appeared, wielding a heaven-supporting trident. His body was covered in thick black fur, with a human body and a bull's head, a wide mouth with fangs, and a pair of thick, sturdy horns. He turned into a streak of dark light and charged forward.
"Hum!"
The void trembled. His speed was too fast. In an instant, he was right in front of Ye Fan, engaging him in a head-on clash, crashing down like a small black mountain.
"I, Niu Yi of the Great Strength Bull Demon Clan, am here! Let me see the true skills of the Human Sacred Body!"
He let out a great roar. Blood energy surged to the heavens, demonic clouds blotted out the sun, and the sound waves cracked the entire sky. It was clear how ferocious he was.
"Boom!"
This black figure, as massive as a mountain, heavier than any peak, engaged Ye Fan in close-quarters combat, a contest of physical strength.
The sky shattered as if two ancient stars had collided. The shockwaves spread far and wide, shaking everything in all directions with a continuous rumble.
The heaven-supporting trident shattered into pieces, flying out like black feathers. Ye Fan had broken it with a single strike. He pressed forward, striking at Niu Yi of the Great Strength Bull Demon Clan.
"Roar..."
The mountain-like black body was sent flying sideways. With a great roar, it caused clouds in all directions to collapse, falling like a great peak.
Niu Yi spat out a mouthful of blood. One arm was broken, and a terrifying palm print appeared on his chest. His bones crackled incessantly, and his thick bull fur stood on end.
"As expected of the Human Sacred Body. Even the Great Strength Bull Demon Clan, known for its immense strength and physical prowess among the ten thousand clans in the Primeval Era, cannot match him," said Lu Dongfa of the Fallen Feather Clan.
Ye Fan did not stop. He activated the Stride Art and pursued, deciding to make an example of this young Ancient Clan member, Niu Yi, who was like a black mountain.
"Moo!"
Suddenly, a terrifying demonic howl erupted. Niu Yi opened his mouth wide and unleashed the Wild Bull Roar, shaking the sky to pieces. The area ahead turned white and indistinct, filled with Wild Bull Waves that could shatter the void.
Ye Fan was surprised. This technique was similar to the secret art used by Laozi's mount in the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain. A single roar could shatter mountains and rivers, blocking his path.
A figure, faster than lightning, streaked across the sky. It opened its mouth and spat out a torrent of Dao laws, like a curtain falling from the heavens, pouring down.
It attacked amidst the terrifying Wild Bull Waves, concealing all its aura. Like a rainbow piercing the sky, it rushed forward in an instant, leaving behind lethal divine laws.
"Hmph!"
Ye Fan snorted coldly. He shot into the sky, arriving before his opponent could react, cutting off his escape route. He unleashed the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!
He had just left the ancient palace and was already ambushed multiple times. He needed to display overwhelming force to intimidate. This punch was infused with his full battle spirit, dominating heaven and earth.
The countless laws collapsed. The figure diving like light had no time to turn. It was engulfed by surging golden blood energy and exploded with a bang, dying on the spot.
During this, three ghost-like figures charged in, spitting out divine laws, encircling him for a joint kill.
Ye Fan turned back, like a heavenly wolf howling at the moon. His entire body blazed, radiant as the sun, as if chaos had drowned the universe. Immeasurable divine energy boiled.
He curved his body into a dragon-like shape, flying sideways, severing the sky and cutting through all obstacles!
"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"
Blood blossoms bloomed, dyeing the sky like a misty glow, tragic and beautiful. Three top experts were cleaved in half, their blood splattering the void, their corpses falling to the ground.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. He repelled Lu Dongfa of the Fallen Feather Clan, forced back Niu Yi of the Great Strength Bull Demon Clan, and then swiftly killed four top experts.
Ye Fan's clothes were unstained by blood. He stood alone in the sky, facing experts from all clans, calm and composed, a cold smile on his lips.
"The Human Sacred Body lives up to its reputation. His combat power has reached such a level. Even among the younger generation of the Primeval tribes, few can match him," said Lu Dongfa of the Fallen Feather Clan.
From another direction, Niu Yi of the Great Strength Bull Demon Clan crackled as hundreds of bones reconnected. A blinding light erupted from within his body, and his thick black fur became crystalline.
"Terrifying. Can he really be compared to the bloodlines of the ancient emperors? He surpasses the physical strength of my clan."
All around, figures appeared one after another, densely packed, surrounding Ye Fan. All were top experts, none weak.
"No wonder he dares to insult the Celestial Prince and challenge Yuan Gu. He is indeed very strong," said a woman wreathed in flames. She was a young expert of the Fire Cloud Clan.
"In the Primeval Era, the ten thousand clans fought, experts were as numerous as clouds, and rising talents emerged endlessly. The Human Sacred Body won't cause any trouble," said a man with a crystalline jade horn on his forehead from another side. He wore chainmail and had silver hair flowing over his shoulders. He belonged to the Horn Clan.
"I've long heard of the Human Sacred Body's strength. Today, I'll see for myself, hehe..." A cold laugh came from another direction, where black mist swirled, hiding a thin figure. He was an expert of the Shadow Clan.
"Human kings are rising one after another, and our Primeval tribes have also emerged. Naturally, there will be fierce dragons and tigers fighting. Human Sacred Body, you killed Zi Tiandu, which shows your skill, but in this era of experts, you are not unparalleled," said another towering being with blood-red hair flowing over his shoulders, as majestic as a mountain, shrouded in divine light. He was of the Blood Lightning Royal Clan.
"Human blood... such a nostalgic taste. I wonder how the blood of a Sacred Body differs," came a sinister laugh. This woman had a pale face and arms covered in fine silver scales. She was an expert of the Ghost Clan.
All around were all kinds of beings, no fewer than dozens of clans, each incredibly powerful, all among the top young experts of their respective tribes.
"Be careful. These people are all extraordinary, and a few are extremely powerful. Enjoy the battle," Qi Luo transmitted secretly.
"Old bastard, go cry somewhere else!" Ye Fan wanted to stamp his shoe print on the old man's face.
"Puff!"
As he said this, Ye Fan formed a sword seal with his right hand and traced it through the void. A line of blood appeared, and a head fell out of the void.
The Assassin Divine Dynasty could no longer hold back and began to strike, but they could not hide from Ye Fan's perception. All were discovered.
"Clang, clang!" Sword cries rang out. A ten-direction kill formation was set up. Dozens of people formed a sword array, stepping on special array patterns, joining forces to kill Ye Fan.
This was a life-slaying grand formation, chilling the entire Divine City. Cold light shone in all directions, piercing to the bone.
The Assassin Divine Dynasty attained the Dao through killing. Their ancient formations were naturally terrifying. Killing intent filled the entire sky, shredding birds that flew too close.
"Are you from Hell or from Mortal World?" Ye Fan asked.
No one answered. The dozens of people showed no emotion, like emotionless machines, all raising their swords at once, pointing at Ye Fan.
"Kill!"
The group shouted. The ancient killing formation activated. Dozens of sword beams flew out, blinding as celestial immortals, cutting through the clouds.
"These are useless against me!"
Ye Fan roared. His black hair danced wildly. He activated the Stride Art and charged alone into the formation. His fists came down like two golden mountain peaks, opening and closing with great force.
"Boom!"
The entire world erupted with blazing light. Golden blood energy flooded the area, and a sea of divine energy surged.
"Not bad. It's the Stride Art. He moves through the ancient killing formation as if it were empty ground. As expected of the Sacred Body. His combat power has reached this level," Qi Luo nodded to himself in the ancient palace.
Ye Fan was unaffected within the killing formation. He had already comprehended the Stride Art to a new level, moving as if on flat ground.
His fists swung like divine drums shaking the heavens. Each strike produced explosive sounds, shattering everything around.
"Boom!"
Finally, Ye Fan brought his fists together and struck the long sky with force, unleashing a brilliant light. The shockwaves of his fist force sent everyone reeling.
At the center of the battlefield, a series of screams rang out. Figures exploded one after another, turning into clouds of blood mist, all shattered!
"Hum!"
Just then, a huge silver foot descended from the sky, like a great mountain, crushing down toward Ye Fan's body.
All the experts around retreated. Clearly, this was an extremely powerful figure among the Ancient Clans, coming to put Ye Fan in his place.
"Clang!"
A sharp killing intent shot forth like the force of a soaring immortal. A divine maiden of the Assassin Divine Dynasty finally made her move, far stronger than all the others.
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