Chapter 912: The Feather Transformation Great Emperor
The first ancestral vein of the Central Province was still there, not entirely destroyed. Within that cave eye, auspicious vapors spewed forth, immortal radiance shimmered brilliantly, and a stone fetus rose and fell, sinking and floating.
The Feather Transformation Great Emperor!
The crowd felt as if struck by five thunderbolts, utterly speechless.
"Those two Dao children must have been deceived by someone, but they deserve it, trying to sacrifice us alive. From this, it's not hard to see that six thousand years ago, there truly was a terrifying existence, and a cruel one at that. Most likely, it was a fearsome Sacred Spirit, otherwise how could it have fooled two such powerful Dao children?" Black Emperor made this judgment.
"What are we waiting for? Time is short. Go seize the broken Green Cauldron!"
"Deep within this ruined ancestral vein, there's likely a powerful Sacred Spirit. Hurry and carve down the Feather Transformation Immortal Scripture!"
People speculated that there might indeed be a supreme existence. They had to act now, or there would be no time to obtain everything here.
"Weng!"
A blinding beam of light swept over, simultaneously striking at Ye Fan and the Monkey, its chilling cold piercing to the bone.
"Celestial Prince, you're not getting away today!" the Monkey roared, swinging his great club as he charged forward to kill, striking at the Celestial Prince's Dao Protectors and others.
"Chi!"
A sharp sword light flew over, aimed at Ye Fan's head. His eyes blazed with divine radiance, and his golden fist shattered all killing intent. Then, with a clang, he activated the Weapon Art, beheading that Ancient Clan member, seizing the sword in one motion, and walking forward with it held low.
These were over a dozen Ancient Clan experts, some of whom had severed the Dao. They formed a killing array and advanced, attempting to surround and destroy Ye Fan.
"Setting up a formation against me here?" Ye Fan was utterly cold. He stomped his foot, and the dragon qi beneath the ground boiled, rapidly spreading into a Source Heaven Divine Array.
"Pu!"
In an instant, an Ancient Clan being turned into a cloud of blood mist, both body and spirit obliterated. Ye Fan activated the Stride Art, charging into the crowd as if entering an empty land.
"In this place, I am invincible against you!" Ye Fan wielded the blood-dripping divine sword, slashing in all directions. Sword qi soared to the heavens, and in almost a single breath, four heads flew off, their primordial spirits dead, bodies severed from heads.
His black hair hung loose, his gaze was icy, and his steps were firm. He advanced step by step, forcing a group of Ancient Clan experts to retreat. This was the Origin Heavenly Master's main battlefield—they could not comprehend it and did not understand!
Ahead, those ancient halls shimmered with all kinds of immortal radiance. Auspicious clouds were vivid and bright, spewing divine light, filled with sacredness and peace, like the hall of an ancient deity.
The Ancient Clan went mad. They had come for the Green Cauldron, charging forward to search it out.
Human cultivators also roared. The insights of ancient sages had taken form as tangible characters, densely covering the area above those halls, mysterious and dazzling. Ancient characters flickered, and the divine imprints of ancient sages vibrated, resonating with the Great Dao.
This was a place that drove people insane. No one was unmoved. Obtaining just one thing here would benefit them endlessly for a lifetime.
Even those halls that did not emit light or resonate with the Great Dao stirred people's hearts. Countless figures rushed forward, knowing that those places might hold even greater value, with sealed powers within.
Back then, the Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty had ruled half of the Central Province, invincible. Even this ancient star could not stop their steps as they marched into the starry sky.
Ye Fan was like a demon king, killing ten with each sword strike. The Ancient Clan members from before had all fled, no one daring to block his path. Those who struck at him from the shadows were all chopped into dozens of pieces by a single sword, blood and shattered bones splattering everywhere.
Ji Ziyue followed closely behind him. Black Emperor, Qi Luo, and others also caught up. Old Blind Man, Duan De, and Dongfang Ye had gone to help the Monkey.
Pang Bo said, "Be careful of Hua Yunfei and Li Xiaoman. I have a feeling this place will turn into a blood-soaked Shura field. It won't stop until rivers of blood flow. If we can truly board the Five-Colored Altar, we must cut down all our great enemies. We absolutely cannot let this battle extend to Earth, or it will be a great disaster!"
As the crowd fought in chaos, charging toward the highest ancestral temple, an old man appeared silently at the stone gate of the final small world. If any Ancient Clan member were here, they would be greatly shocked, for this was none other than Chaos Expansion Great Sage!
"The Feather Transformation Great Emperor... is he truly still alive? I have indeed sensed a trace of an ancient Great Emperor's aura here..." He held a divine metal in his hand, staring intently at the stone man inside.
"In this age, sages do not manifest. Why have you come?" Another man, sickly and indistinct in the distance, was none other than Gai Jiuyou.
Chaos Expansion Great Sage turned around and said, "I have come only for that thing within the first ancestral vein, fearing it might bathe the mortal world in blood."