Moonlight washed the starry sky clean. Pure white divine radiance spread in every direction. Ye Fan advanced on moonlight — a god of death ascending the Qi Family’s divine island, unknown to the world outside.

Two blood-soaked heads were cast to the ground, making every person present tremble. Their scalps went cold, and not one dared act rashly.

“Cultivator from beyond the domain — what is the meaning of this? This is the Celestial Feather Qi Clan! Don’t you dare run wild here!” One person challenged in a loud voice — someone closely connected to Qi Yun.

“What is the meaning? You need to ask?” Ye Fan stepped forward on moonlight, covering a thousand meters in an instant. He threw a punch, blasting the man into pieces, blood spraying in every direction.

He had come here for slaughter — to make trouble for Qi Yun and put him down for good. There was nothing to say.

An elder stepped forward and said: “Young man of the Ye surname — I hear you have quite a good relationship with the prized jewel of our clan, and Qi Kun, our great-uncle, holds you in great esteem as well. What you are doing will damage that relationship and bring about severe consequences.”

“And you dare say that with a straight face. Who was it that sent a mother warship to join with the Cao Family to encircle and kill me? I saved Qi Meng. And this is how you repay me?” Ye Fan’s voice was cold and flat.

He took a single step forward — the entire island nearly buckled, massive cracks shattering across the ground — and with a thunderous blow sent the elder flying. The man was reduced to ash in mid-air.

“Let’s talk this over. The Celestial Feather Qi Clan bears you no ill will. Great-uncle Qi Kun made his position known long ago — he wants to invite you as a first-rank guest elder,” a middle-aged man spoke up.

“Yet in practice, you tried to kill me!” Ye Fan swept every person with his gaze.

The middle-aged man continued: “This… all in all, the Celestial Feather Qi Clan wishes to be on good terms with you. Perhaps some unpleasant things happened today, but they were the acts of a single individual. We can talk this through.”

“If I came to talk, I wouldn’t have come to this divine island at all — I’d have gone straight to see Qi Kun. Does anyone on this island want me to visit them?” Ye Fan’s tone was scornful.

This was Qi Yun’s stronghold. His gathered subordinates were of one mind with him — they had all been aboard the warships when they pursued Ye Fan. There was nothing to talk about.

“Elder Qi’s actions today were indeed impulsive, but fortunately no great harm was done. We ask this young brother to calm his anger. We are willing to make compensation,” the middle-aged man — Qi Yun’s niece’s husband — spoke up again.

Ye Fan swept him with an indifferent glance, said nothing more to him, and fixed his gaze on Qi Yun at the back. “Old wretch — how long do you think you can hide? Do you believe you’ll escape this?”

Blue veins pulsed at Qi Yun’s temples. His niece’s husband and the others had humbled themselves and pleaded on his behalf — to no effect whatsoever. The other party was relentless and aggressive, which made his expression deeply unpleasant.

He had said nothing the entire time. Though fear stirred in his heart, he had no wish to lower himself to beg for mercy. He kept his face grim and silent, secretly transmitting a signal through divine communication, calling for reinforcements.

“Why don’t you speak?” Ye Fan looked at him sideways.

“Cultivator from beyond the domain — do not push too far. We admit our error and are willing to pay a price in compensation. Do you truly want us to kneel down and beg?” a hot-tempered advocate for war demanded.

Pfft!

A cold and ruthless smile hung at the corner of Ye Fan’s lips. He threw a single punch, and the man was reduced to a blood mist on the spot — body and spirit annihilated together.

“Your arrogance and pride have become habit. Even brought this low, you still cannot let go of your dignity. If someone who didn’t know better watched this, they’d think I was the one here to beg you for mercy. So tell me — who is the one holding the knife, and who is the one at its mercy?”

Many people’s faces changed color. The young man across from them was utterly merciless. In just a short while he had already killed multiple people without furrowing a brow. Now no one dared speak rashly — every last one of them sealed their lips shut.

“This time it was my fault, old as I am. Tell me what you want. My Celestial Feather Qi Clan can offer you some divine minerals as an apology,” Qi Yun said at last, his expression flat and devoid of any feeling.

“That won’t be necessary. Your life will do,” Ye Fan said.

Several people stepped out from behind Qi Yun. Every one of them wore an expression of rage, their eyes blazing — they cursed together in a chorus of fury.

Boom!

They had prepared for this. A great ancient formation was activated, and at the same time a batch of terrifying hot weapons burst with blazing radiance, sweeping forward — launching an assault.

“Everyone — attack together! Kill him! The message has already gone out. Believe that within moments great reinforcements will come to our aid. The founding saints of our clan will be roused!” the men shouted.

At the same moment, Qi Yun entered an Ancient Saint Mecha and fled swiftly into the distance, hoping to escape this catastrophe.

“I dared come to this place — do you think I’m afraid of these tricks?” Ye Fan’s expression was serene. With a single movement of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist will, the ancient formation runes before him underwent total collapse and destruction.

Then, behind him, five-colored divine light appeared — sweeping through every last beam of hot-weapon radiance, intercepting and extinguishing them all.

He also entered the Ancient Saint war machine, executing the divine technique of the Golden Divine Treasury. In the next instant — a golden sacred bell, a divine sword, a heavenly pagoda, a precious umbrella and more appeared together, all dazzlingly brilliant, transforming into streams of flowing light that charged forward.

This was an indiscriminate assault.

Pfft. Pfft…

Beams of bloodlight fell one after another. Blood soaked the divine island. Every single person who charged toward Ye Fan to attack was hacked apart — almost no one could withstand a single blow.

On this divine island, there were no mother warships, none of the strongest cosmic war machines. How could these people contend with Ye Fan?

Coming forward meant death. He moved like a reaper harvesting grain — a single sweep, and great swaths of blood bloomed. Wherever he passed, a rain of blood fell and corpses collapsed in rows.

“Old wretch — still trying to run?” Ye Fan deployed the Movement Rune and in an instant cut off every path forward.

“Everyone together — hold him! Our great army is almost here. The founding saints of our clan will emerge from their seclusion!” someone cried out, shouting to stoke the others.

“It only takes a breath to kill people. I don’t need anything near that long. Everyone who tries to stop me will die,” Ye Fan said without mercy.

Five-colored divine light flashed, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist thundered forth — and in the sounds of blow after blow landing, one body after another exploded. These were simply not the same class of fighter. The island was wreathed in great billowing clouds of bloody haze.

Qi Yun soared skyward — but under the Soldier Rune, his Ancient Saint Mecha refused to respond to his commands. It rapidly lost control and crashed back down.

“You… you cannot act recklessly. I am the blood younger brother of the Qi Family’s head. I am of the main bloodline, the direct line of descent,” Qi Yun panicked. Everyone feared death. Facing it in person, at the critical moment, he caved completely.

“You’re exactly who I came to kill!” Ye Fan said icily.

“No — kill me, and you’ll have a great deal of trouble. But if you spare me, Celestial Feather Star is yours to walk freely from this day forward. We will give you endless benefits,” Qi Yun’s face had gone snow-white.

“Kill you, and I can still walk freely here. And another thing — don’t think too highly of yourself. I genuinely don’t find your status all that impressive. You’re nothing but an irritating rat. Killing you is just killing you,” Ye Fan said coldly and indifferently.

“I’ll fight you to the death!” Qi Yun’s face was drained of all color. He tried to go down fighting — to detonate the Ancient Saint Mecha with them both inside it.

Crack!

Ye Fan struck first — swift and clean. Five-colored divine light flashed behind him, shearing off the lower half of the Ancient Saint war machine in a shower of sparks.

He followed with a punch, instantly reducing its core to a burst of light — ground to nothing.

Bang!

Ye Fan reached out and yanked Qi Yun out from within it. “Among all the people I’ve killed, there are those a hundred times stronger than you. What made you think you could provoke me, old wretch?”

“No — please…” Qi Yun cried out, completely collapsing, unable to hold back his pleas for mercy.

Pfft!

Blood shot two or three meters into the air. Ye Fan crushed him in his grasp, turned, and walked away without a backward glance — vanishing into the horizon.

Cold moonlight fell. The divine island was a scene of devastation — body after body strewn across the ground. Qi Yun’s bloodline was wiped out with staggering losses. It would be a turbulent night that no one would soon forget.

The Celestial Feather Qi Family erupted in chaos and disorder. This divine island was somewhat off in its location. The outer perimeter of the island had been sealed by runes Ye Fan laid down, cutting off the space — but what had happened was still quickly discovered.

This was a cataclysm. Warships roared and Ancient Saint war machines emerged together — this place was sealed off and locked down, with a great din that shook the heavens.

“It won’t be long before news of what happened here spreads all across Celestial Feather Star. The Cao Family will certainly be alerted. Best to move now — hit them while they’re unprepared,” Ye Fan murmured — and in a flash, he was gone.

This was a stretch of primordial mountain ranges. Auspicious energy rose in vapor. This location housed one of the Cao Family’s outposts — with a remarkably favorable position. It was said to have been the cultivation grounds of an ancient great saint.

Three mother warships rested in three positions within the great cultivation grounds. Throughout the mountain range, immortal energy drifted out in waves. On every peak, small warships had landed.

“What a fine place!” The moment Ye Fan arrived, he could not help but exclaim in admiration. This was a land where dragons soared and divine beings gathered — brimming with auspicious energy and occasional flashes of sacred light. A rare and exceptional place for cultivation.

The more he studied it, the brighter his eyes grew. He had to admit the Cao Family’s means were extraordinary. To have seized this ancient great saint’s cultivation grounds must have taken tremendous effort.

Even ordinary Ancient Saints would not be fortunate enough to enter this place. This was undoubtedly where an ancient great saint had once retreated in seclusion, and still today various runes flickered here — not entirely eroded — not yet fully faded.

This place was easy to defend and difficult to assail. Even an Ancient Saint coming here would furrow their brow at the difficulty of breaking in. A careless triggering of the forbidden formations could bring lethal calamity down on them.

Ye Fan entered the mecha, capable of projecting the power of a saint — but he did not rashly charge inside. Instead, he let out a cold laugh.

“What a fine place. Ordinary dragon veins number in the thousands. Most importantly, two primordial main veins of unparalleled rarity are intertwined here together — and both of them are still alive!”

Ye Fan had been wondering how to breach the place when he saw this terrain — and his lips spread into a grin so wide it nearly split his face. This was the most ideal ground imaginable for deploying the Source Heaven Yin-Yang Formation!

He genuinely began to wonder if the Source Heaven Ancestor had once come here, and whether it was from this very place that the ancestor had drawn inspiration to create that supreme and all-annihilating ancient technique — a technique capable of conjuring a cataclysmic disaster of heavenly magnitude!

At this point, he was almost a master of the Source Heaven arts himself — only a hair’s breadth from complete mastery. His understanding and comprehension of this great technique was unmatched in the world.

Ye Fan set to work, moving swiftly around the outer perimeter of the mountain range, laying down his preparations — to kill without being seen, to make the Cao Family pay a price they would not soon forget.

“Dragon veins of this caliber are truly rare. Across dozens or even hundreds of ancient stars, you might not find something of such exceptional quality. And here they are.”

Runes flew from his hands, one after another — all under the cover of the Heaven-Deceiving Array runes as a prerequisite, concealing every last trace of celestial secrets. Otherwise, the moment he began, the mother warships’ scans would detect him.

Ye Fan found that since coming to the Eternal Star Domain, the one technique he had used more than any other was this array rune. Without it, he would be unable to take a single step — discovered at every turn.

Deep within the mountain range, chaos energy flowed in great bands, encircling the central grounds. The three mother warships gleamed with a cold metallic luster, each thousands of meters long — an awe-inspiring sight.

Inside one of the mother warships, Cao Lin’s expression was grim — a look that somewhat undermined her beauty. Eyes filled with venom, she said: “His life is truly charmed. He escaped from the encirclement of four mother warship fleets. I’d love to get my hands on him right now and tear him apart.”

“We need a plan. Things are becoming a little troublesome. This ascetic cultivator is extraordinarily powerful, and his means of escape are beyond ordinary. If he doesn’t show himself, it will be very difficult to find him,” an elder frowned.

“No matter what — he must be captured. Hasn’t Qi Yun already made a move? Let’s drag the entire Qi Family down into this with us, use their colossal strength to kill this young dog!” Cao Lin was nearly hysterical, screaming herself hoarse.

They had no idea that Ye Fan had already arrived — that he had already taken the initiative to act.

Not long after, Ye Fan had inscribed runes across every vein below the earth and every stone peak above. Mysterious and intricate, all of them — once activated, they could make ten thousand dragons cry out in unison and the divine veins themselves to boil in an instant.

“Done. Time to enjoy the bloom of fireworks — the descent of a meteor shower,” he murmured softly.