“You insolent wretch!” The Enforcer thundered. His body was draped in the dazzling Daluo Silver Essence battle armor, yet his voice was soft and effeminate — and his rebuke carried an arrogance and cruelty that chilled the bones.

Ye Fan’s heart burned with rage. Never before had he felt as he did today — his eyes were ice-cold, his black hair lashing wildly, his fury crashing like a flood. This was simply too much!

The outsiders who had helped encircle and kill him stood behind the Enforcer, free and unrestrained, cold smiles on their faces — while he, the victim, was to be shackled and made a prisoner.

What a monstrous absurdity — and yet it was truly about to happen!

There was no need to think further. If he were dragged away in chains and taken deep into the Ancient Stellar Path, he would have no path to survival whatsoever.

This Enforcer was acting with brazen, unchecked arrogance — and even now, with so many eyes watching, with so many witnesses, he still dared to behave this way. What would happen if there were no one else present?!

“Up your mother’s insolence!” Long Ma let out a roar that shook the entire ancient city.

He had truly had enough. This Enforcer, who made no distinction between right and wrong, had caused a suffocating fury to well up in his chest. He wanted nothing more than to storm forward and trample him to death.

That roar was deafening, piercing every ear, causing many hearts to tremble. This was a tearing off of all pretense — a challenge to the Enforcer, a demand to settle things to their very end.

“You dare question the fairness of this seat?! One of you declares he will shatter the Ancient Stellar Path, another physically insults this seat — this is resisting the law, an unforgivable offense that leads only to death!” declared the Enforcer, his gaze dark and vicious.

His sage-king battle armor blazed with silver light — even the boots on his feet were forged from Daluo Silver Essence, and his helmet covered his face entirely, leaving only his eyes exposed.

One could see that his frame was tall and muscular, his limbs evenly proportioned, encased in that armor of silver essence — he clearly possessed a formidable physique.

Yet his arrogant, effeminate voice diminished his presence somewhat.

“What the hell kind of fairness — you self-righteous, dark-hearted, shameless Enforcer, you are not worthy to stand before us and put on airs!” Long Ma bellowed with fury. He truly felt stifled with rage, rearing up on his hind legs, his front hooves aching to slam down on the Enforcer that very instant.

The Enforcer’s gaze grew even colder, and the silver light emanating from his entire body turned glacial. He fixed his eyes on Ye Fan and Long Ma, opening his mouth with chilling composure: “Do you truly wish to rebel?!”

Ye Fan was assessing this person’s strength — but the Daluo Silver Essence was truly extraordinary, completely blocking all aura. The terrifying fluctuations of the sage-king battle armor surged like a tsunami.

“If all Enforcers on the Ancient Stellar Path are like you, then I have nothing left to lose here — I withdraw entirely. And one day, I will personally bury this ancient path!” Ye Fan thundered in a resonant dao-voice, reverberating through the second holy city of the human race. Every single person could hear it; the sound waves rolled and trembled.

The Enforcer raised his voice as well: “Very well. Today you have rebelled — you stand as enemies of the entire human race. On the Ancient Stellar Path, every person is entitled to kill you!”

Yu Xian laughed coldly: “You represent the entire human race? You are merely an Enforcer. We have granted you certain authority, but when did you ever become the representative of all humanity?!”

All around, many hearts felt the sting — not knowing whether to feel anger or grief. A single Enforcer claiming to represent everyone — his authority was staggering.

“Grand Commander Yan, what are you standing there for? Suppress all these rebels immediately — do not let a single one escape!” the Enforcer said icily.

“Activate the ancient formations — trap them all! Not one is to escape!” Yan Yu bellowed.

With a tremendous boom, mist and haze surged everywhere, and the entire Yan estate was blanketed in a layer of luminous radiance as countless ancient inscription arrays awakened, confining the entire group in place.

“Yan Yu, you have long since stepped down — you are no longer Grand Commander of this city. What authority do you have? What right do you have to attack us?” someone from the crowd cried out.

“Suppress the ringleaders with the inscription arrays!” Yan Yu’s face remained expressionless as he issued the command, targeting Ye Fan, Rui Wei, and the others.

“Today, I would like to see who dares make a move. Do not force me to begin a massacre!” Ye Fan said coldly. In that moment, the Myriad Phenomena Primordial Cauldron above his head expanded even more massively.

Hiss, hiss…

Sword energy burst up from the ground, piercing through the clouds, shattering the heavens — ancient inscription arrays awakening with incomparable ferocity.

Rumble!

The Myriad Phenomena Primordial Cauldron gave a faint tremble, sending down threads of dark-yellow energy in all directions. Mist seeped outward — ten thousand streams of chaotic sword energy, capable of penetrating anything — suppressing the might of the ancient array.

One single cauldron suppressed an entire grand formation!

At the same time, Ye Fan made his move, employing the Movement Scripture, moving through the ancient array as though it were empty ground. He began slaughtering without restraint — one punch, one enemy — and not a single one of the Yan Clan’s numerous experts could withstand even a single exchange.

Among them, sages appeared — and they were all shattered by Ye Fan’s fists. Sacred blood and gleaming white bone fragments scattered through the air, shaking everyone present. It was a scene of gushing blood and carnage.

“Kill them!”

Battle cries shook the heavens as chaos erupted in this place. Ye Fan moved through the fray as though through an empty field, striking down Yan Clan experts one by one.

“Your life is mine!” Yan Yu, clad in grey robes whipping in the wind, lunged straight at Ye Fan, thousands upon thousands of threads of holy power flowing from him like a sovereign descending upon the world.

Ye Fan faced him with cold determination. He took up a great bow and loosed arrow after arrow — virtually everyone who activated an inscription array was shot down, one blood mist after another erupting.

Furthermore, he held a black arrow shaft between his teeth, distinct from the rest. Upon seeing Yan Yu charge to kill him, he switched arrows without hesitation, drew the bow until it was full as the moon, and released with incomparable ferocity!

Wail…

A strange shriek rang out. That black arrow was more fearsome than a black sun — its divine might blanketed the world. Around it manifested the corpses of divine warriors and demons, terrifying beyond all measure!

This was a supreme arrow — forged from the same material as the divine weapon crafted by the great archer Yi of antiquity. In the ancient age, nine similar arrows had been exhausted by Yi to slay the nine offspring of the quasi-emperor Golden Crow.

Now, as Ye Fan fired an arrow of the same material, thunder and wind naturally rose in great tumult, every phenomenon surging forth, terror without bound.

Yan Yu roared, his blood energy surging to the heavens. He was without question among the most elite experts in the second holy city of the human race — holy energy blanketed the entire area, making every person tremble.

And yet — he could not evade this arrow. A supreme arrow, so fast it blotted out the sun and moon, so fast it turned heaven and earth on its head — as though it had pierced through the shackles of time itself.

Pfft!

Blood shot high into the air. The black arrow, wreathed in stellar rivers and accompanied by the shadow-forms of divine warriors and demons, pierced through Yan Yu’s palm.

He had no time to dodge, so he raised his various weapons and then finally used his hand as a shield — hence this outcome.

More blood bloomed. Yan Yu’s palm exploded, and then his entire arm became blood pulp; then cracks spread through nearly half his body.

“What — even Yan Yu has been wounded?! He has likely long since stepped into the sage-king realm, and he almost perished just now!”

This shocking sight left many open-mouthed, and then a chill crept up their spines. The power of Ye Fan’s arrow was immense.

Hum!

Heaven and earth trembled. Ye Fan, employing the full divine speed of the Movement Scripture, charged forward with unstoppable momentum, unleashed the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, and golden blood energy submerged the entire Yan Manor.

This was close-quarters combat. Ye Fan’s cultivation level was beneath Yan Yu’s — but in this moment he fully leveraged his own strengths, closing the distance and unleashing his supreme domineering fist, until the entire world was covered in his golden battle energy.

No one could see what happened inside. All they heard was a muffled grunt and the sound of flesh and bone tearing — and then Yan Yu emerged flying outward, half his body shattered and drenched in blood.

Ye Fan pursued him, but a forbidden weapon swept in — capable of slaying even sages — blocking his path. It had been deployed by an elder of the Yan Clan.

Boom!

Ye Fan delivered one golden fist and shattered a silver wheel into fragments — the forbidden weapon reduced to cinders, raining down.

Everyone’s expression changed. Such a physique, such combat power — it was simply terrifying.

Most of all the Yan Clan, who were now utterly shaken. Yan Yu had cultivated for decades, finally breaking through his shackles half a year ago to become a sage-king. Although his realm was not yet fully consolidated, he was undeniably a supreme expert. Yet in close combat, Ye Fan had nearly beaten him to death!

“The Burial Emperor Star… Sacred Physique… After a hundred thousand years, it has appeared again!” The Enforcer cried out in shock, apparently having deduced Ye Fan’s physique. His identity was beyond what the Enforcer had anticipated, shaking him to his very core.

“What — he comes from the Burial Emperor Star? The star the ancient great emperors journeyed to in their old age!”

“The Sacred Physique… it is an extraordinarily powerful constitution. It has not set foot on the Ancient Stellar Path for a hundred thousand years — and now it has appeared once more.”

Astonishment rippled through everyone present — eyes wide, mouths agape.

“Where is this city’s Reception Envoy? Show yourself at once and seize this rebel of the human race — strike down this madman.” The Enforcer spoke in his soft, effeminate tone, his silver battle armor flickering, his entire being growing even colder and more chilling.

A long sigh sounded, and the Reception Envoy appeared. His figure was blurred and indistinct, like a shadow standing in the void.

The moment he appeared, all the assembled heroes fell silent. This was an individual of tremendous strength who stood at the very peak of the sage-king realm — reputed to be the number one expert of the second holy city of the human race.

The weight of suppression and awe he exuded was undeniable. If he were to intervene, who could resist?

The Enforcer spoke: “The second city is in disorder — a rebel of the human race has appeared here. You, Reception Envoy, bear an inescapable responsibility. Will you not quickly restrain them all?”

At these words, everyone’s expression shifted.

Rumble!

Yan Yu, his blood energy blazing, had repaired his flesh and was the first to move. He had successfully emerged from seclusion to become a sage-king — yet in close combat he had nearly been killed. It was a humiliation. He was confident in his own power and wished to avenge his shame by slaying Ye Fan — but the moment he moved, a great hand seized him. The Reception Envoy had immobilized him.

“What are you doing, Reception Envoy?!” Yan Yu was alarmed, every hair on his body standing on end.

“Reception Envoy, what are you doing? Instead of suppressing these human rebels, you’re targeting Grand Commander Yan?” The Enforcer said darkly.

Not only the Enforcer — even the others were startled.

The Reception Envoy’s figure was blurred, only his eyes glowing brilliantly. He faced the Enforcer without moving, as though carefully sensing something. After a long time, he finally spoke: “I would like to ask — do you carry the Enforcer’s Divine Token?”

At these words, everyone first froze — then all were thoroughly astonished.

The Enforcer let out a cold laugh. “Are you questioning my identity? That is a great show of disrespect toward an Enforcer!” As he spoke, his battle armor blazed even more brilliantly, sending silver light scattering in every direction.