Chapter 859: Bloody Battle with Yuangu
The Nine Phoenix Ancestral King appeared, the being with the greatest hope of becoming a Great Sage. Nine ancient ferocious beasts pulled his chariot, halting at the edge of the sky, causing many people’s hearts to tremble with fear.
The noisy Qixia Plain suddenly quieted down considerably. All kinds of clamor subsided, and people were astonished, never expecting that such a figure would come to watch the battle.
“You’d all better shut up!” In the arena, the Heaven-Piercing Daoist was extremely imposing, with jet-black hair and bronze skin that shone with a healthy luster, exuding a powerful aura.
Among the various ancient tribes, none of the younger generation dared to shout anymore, because the Nine Phoenix Ancestral King had spoken. No one wanted to court trouble, though many secretly held their breath, staring at this so-called Heaven-Piercing Daoist.
“That looks like the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes!” Yan Ruyu’s expression shifted. Her beauty could topple cities and nations, and her delicate brows rose slightly as she gazed into the arena from afar.
“Pang Bo!” In the distance, Ye Fan was excited. Others’ Heavenly Eye Penetration could not see through, but his Source Heaven Eye could. He had never imagined that at this critical moment, Pang Bo would appear, returning alive.
“Who are you?” Pang Bo asked, watching warily as he approached.
“I am Daoist Yuan Shi,” Ye Fan said with a smile.
Pang Bo immediately burst into laughter and strode over. The two of them punched each other hard, sharing life and death together. Having come to this world to face hardships side by side, they finally met again.
Twelve years apart, yet still alive to see each other—it was truly not easy. Ye Fan had traveled alone through desolate star regions, while Pang Bo had experienced life-and-death battles in the Eastern Wasteland. Both had undergone perilous journeys.
“How is the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain? Are there any legendary ancients from Earth there?”
“It’s the same as here. Figures have appeared, but they all followed the Stellar Ancient Path onward. Where did you go? Why did you only show up now?”
“I fled into the Immortal Palace outside the Ancient Forbidden Land. I gained quite a bit.”
…
The two exchanged a few quick words, both deeply unsettled. To reunite in this foreign land was moving and filled them with warmth.
They left the battlefield together, melting into the crowd and disappearing.
The sun rose in the east, and morning light covered the earth. The entire ancient battlefield was bathed in a hazy glow, bringing a peaceful aura to this desolate place.
Domain gates opened, and several major Holy Lands—Great Extension, Zi Mansion, Dao One, and others—appeared one after another. There were many people, from white-haired but youthful-faced elders to spirited young talents, all coming to watch.
Among them, a purple-robed maiden stood out, ethereal and divine. Many whispered that she was an Innate Dao Body, a future heavenly prodigy and divine maiden, drawing much attention.
Soon, people from the Great Xia of the Central Province arrived on a patch of auspicious clouds, like a host of heavenly soldiers and generals, their armor gleaming. At their head was Xia Yiming, now the Lord of Xia. Beside him followed the White-Robed Little Nun, mischievous and clever.
“The Divine Silkworm Ridge people are here!”
Someone exclaimed. An old man walked over on foot, followed by a dozen men and women, appearing from the horizon. He was unremarkable and ordinary, but many royal clans trembled in fear. This old silkworm was the younger brother of the Divine Silkworm Princess.
Clouds surged as the divine dynasties of Nine Li and Ancient Hua appeared in the distant sky. This battle had a great impact, and almost all the major powers in the world had arrived.
Even the transcendent Jade Pool sent people. The Holy Maiden of Yao Chi stood amidst the clouds, graceful as a banished immortal, watching from afar, waiting quietly for the battle to begin.
Dark clouds rolled, and an ancient ancestral king manifested, breathing at the edge of the sky. He sat cross-legged in black mist, like an ancient god or demon, coldly observing the Qixia battlefield.
The appearance of such a being immediately made the atmosphere tenser. Many trembled, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Soon, people noticed the sage from the Celestial Pivot Stone Workshop. He was hunched, leaning on a cane, looking very frail, but his presence immediately reassured many human cultivators.
“Time is up! Human Sacred Body, have you come?!” A great roar echoed across Qixia Plain, like a god or demon howling. The entire earth shook.
Yuangu had appeared!
The crowd erupted in noise. Everyone flew into the sky to watch one of the protagonists of this decisive battle. The one with the bloodline of an ancient emperor stood like a demon lord, inspiring awe and fear.
He was tall and imposing, with black hair cascading to his waist. His eyes were filled with a wild brilliance, shooting out solid beams of light dozens of zhang long, captivating the soul.
Such a demonic and powerful figure stood alone at the center of Qixia Plain, exuding an aura of invincibility and dominance, looking down on all directions.
“Human Sacred Body, are you afraid? Time is up. Why don’t you dare to come? Do you fear the ancient emperor bloodline of my clan?”
“If he comes, he will die without a doubt. In terms of physique, he can’t compare. How can he contend with the unparalleled ancient emperor bloodline? In terms of forbidden secret arts and cultivation level, he’s even further behind. If he comes to fight, he will surely die!”
Many young elites from Primordial Lake shouted, and a few even stepped forward to the center of the battlefield to provoke, harboring malicious intent to weaken Ye Fan’s momentum, all for Yuangu’s victory.
Earlier, a Heaven-Piercing Daoist had suddenly appeared, chopping down several people like cutting vegetables, and the Nine Phoenix King had shown up, so they couldn’t go too far.
Now, with the battle about to begin, they had no more scruples. Knowing that Ye Fan would definitely come, they openly taunted him, trying to stir up trouble, targeting him specifically.
“The Human Sacred Body is nothing special. If you don’t dare to fight the ancient emperor bloodline, let me step in. I can cut you down with my sword just the same!”
“Crack!”
At that moment, a golden lightning bolt split the sky, forcing many to close their eyes. It was too dazzling and bright, tearing through the air and arriving in an instant.
“Enough noise!”
Ye Fan appeared. He transformed into a human-shaped lightning bolt and descended from the sky, his large feet stomping down hard. His left foot landed on one person’s chest, and his right foot stamped on a young ancient clan warrior’s face.
“Thud!” “Thud!”
The two young ancient clan warriors who had been shouting just moments ago collapsed like dead dogs, trampled down from the sky by Ye Fan, prostrate at his feet.
“You…” Several young ancient clan members in front couldn’t help but retreat. Facing the Human Sacred Body directly, they felt a chill. The terrifying aura made them tremble uncontrollably.
“Scram!”
Ye Fan shouted coldly, using his feet to kick the two out, crashing into the few people ahead.
They tried to defend themselves, but they couldn’t shake off the force. It was like being hit by a great mountain. They all spat blood, their bodies cracking, and they flew backward, landing limply on the ground.
The Human Sacred Body appeared, bathed in divine radiance, calm and composed. A chilling aura spread as he walked forward step by step, like an immortal statue standing between heaven and earth.
Stronger when facing strength, there was no need for concealment. He was like the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, sovereign over the realm. Every pore on his body emitted boundless light, flooding the entire world.
At this moment, his essence, energy, and spirit merged. His battle intent could split the sky. He advanced with unstoppable momentum, swallowing mountains and rivers, stirring the clouds in all directions!
“I’ve been waiting for you to show up!” Yuangu roared, turning into a streak of black light as he charged forward. Without any nonsense, he launched a killing strike.
“Boom!”
Yuangu threw a punch. The sea rose with the bright moon, billions of waves rolling. A divine moon slashed down, covering the front, splitting heaven and earth!
Ye Fan raised his hand, striking like a deity. He grabbed a hidden vein from underground, pulling it up across the sky as if wielding a true dragon, smashing it down.
Rocks and earth shattered. The two trembled violently, erupting like two suns with billions of rays of light, so dazzling that no one could open their eyes.
“Is this the collision of the strongest bloodlines? Others truly cannot compare. If they went up, they’d become bloody pulp!”
Their clash was like two worlds colliding. Infinite light illuminated all directions. Clouds dozens of miles away collapsed, and the sky and earth cracked like fine jade.
This was a catastrophic exchange. Everyone retreated, thinking they were in a safe zone, but now it seemed far from enough. A Dao-dissolving aura spread across the battlefield.
The world became transparent, a dazzling brilliance. Two tall figures clashed within, their faces unseen, only two radiant outlines visible. Every strike made heaven and earth tremble!
It was like two gods in a decisive battle. Everything else vanished, leaving only the two of them as the sole radiance.
“Boom!”
With the final strike, they crossed paths and stopped, standing at an immense distance, silently sizing each other up.
Ten thousand zhang of light disappeared, and the world returned to clarity. The plain was shattered, scarred and battered, like a scene after a catastrophe, terrifying and boundless.
Silence fell everywhere. The elites of the younger generation, in particular, felt a chill from head to toe. The gap was too great. To live in the same era as these two was truly a tragedy.
How could others compete? Even at the same cultivation level, they would likely be killed with a single punch by these two, with no suspense!
What did it mean to have an unparalleled bloodline? What did it mean to be invincible among peers? These two gave the best demonstration. Even with the same cultivation and standing on the same peak, combat power varied from person to person.
“Just loosening up my muscles and bones. Not bad,” Yuangu said.
The onlookers changed color. Was this not yet a true duel? Just a probing exchange? How strong would they be when they really fought?!
“Then let’s fight!” Ye Fan roared, launching the first attack. A divine radiance enveloped him, like the Heavenly Emperor awakening, swallowing mountains and rivers. His hair shone brilliantly, flowing backward as he punched forward.
“Roar…” Yuangu howled at the sky, like a demon lord crossing realms. His black hair spread out as he charged forward to strike, his eyes terrifyingly fierce.
“Boom!”
They met, like two skies collapsing. A destructive aura burst forth. Their bodies burned, radiating billions of rays of light.
“What? Neither is defending? Do they want to die together?”
“Has it already begun, with life and death on the line? So fast!”
Everyone around gasped, mouths wide open, watching intently.
Ye Fan’s fist seemed to pierce through nine layers of heaven. Various runes coiled around his golden knuckles, emitting a sound like the Dao resonating in harmony. Boundless light shone everywhere.
Yuangu was the same. The shockwaves from his pitch-black fist destroyed mountains and rivers, turning dozens of miles of land into a vast desert, devoid of life.
“Pfft!”
“Pfft!”
Neither dodged. They struck each other with the force of billions of jun. Ye Fan’s fist pierced through half of Yuangu’s head, bursting out with a spray of blood.
At the same time, Yuangu’s fist tore through Ye Fan’s chest, golden sacred blood splattering everywhere. This was a mutually destructive tactic, shocking to the soul.
Every drop of their blood, every gust of their fist wind, was terrifying. They destroyed the earth and split the sky. Countless Dao patterns intertwined, creating a world-shaking roar of the Great Dao, deafening.
“Pfft!”
Yuangu was ruthless. He pulled hard, tearing off half of Ye Fan’s chest. The ancient emperor bloodline was unmatched, surpassing all, almost like a young Yuan Emperor reborn!
“Pfft!”
However, the Human Sacred Body’s flesh was comparable to the gods. With a long roar, he broke free, nearly splitting Yuangu in half, tearing off half his body. A torrent of blood gushed out.