An ordinary-looking young man of average height, plain-featured and few of words, appeared abruptly on the battlefield. From killing an ancient clan Half-Sage barehanded to sending the Heavenly Imperial Son coughing blood backward in retreat with a single strike — it all happened so fast that eyes could barely follow.
He moved through the void as though nothing in this heaven and earth could impede him. He swiftly launched a second strike at the Heavenly Imperial Son before anyone could react.
Bang!
The Heavenly Imperial Son met the attack in haste. His body was shaken into a stumble, sent retreating dozens of zhang, his face snow-white, blood pouring from his mouth.
Everyone was stunned. Who was this person? Swift as lightning, and capable of injuring the Heavenly Imperial Son — it exceeded every expectation!
In the Great Wilderness, the crowd broke into an uproar. This person had appeared from nowhere — a warrior descended from the heavens — having struck the Heavenly Imperial Son into injury. The terrifying extent of his combat power sent a chill through all who witnessed it.
Before this, the Heavenly Imperial Son and the Sacred Imperial Son had fought in a decisive battle. He had already been seriously injured, his combat power reduced by more than half — no longer as ferocious as he had been at the start. Yet he was not someone an ordinary person could harm.
In an era when Sages had not emerged, even in such a state, the only ones capable of seriously injuring him were those at the Imperial Son level. Apart from that, no one could manage it!
“An Imperial Son… he is a human Imperial Son. Otherwise, the Heavenly Imperial Son could not be harmed in the slightest!”
“Another human Imperial Son has emerged! The course of this battle truly went beyond all expectations and grows ever more frightening — the figures involved become more and more complex.”
People had already come to regard Ye Fan as an Imperial Son, for he had more than sufficient combat power. And the plain-featured young man who had just revealed himself was now placed in the same category.
Pff!
The Heavenly Imperial Son was actually sent flying, nearly split apart on the spot. That taciturn young man struck in a single fluid motion — his combat power shook all who watched. He pressed forward with heavy blow after heavy blow.
The bearing of an Imperial Son!
Everyone was shaken. This formidable assault drove the Heavenly Imperial Son back completely without recourse — unable to get out a single word, retreating continuously, his body cracked open in multiple places, his blood staining the sky.
“How dare you!”
The Eight Divisions of Divine Generals finally reacted. A Half-Sage came forward, charging to intercept him. It was not that they had been unwilling to resist before — it had simply all happened too fast.
Heaven and earth thundered!
The silent young man struck with a great Tablet-Slamming Palm. A void divine stele appeared, instantly pressing down on the Half-Sage until his entire body cracked with web-like fractures, blood streaking down in rivers, his body nearly exploding on the spot.
This Half-Sage was formidable, with rich battle experience. He used every ounce of his strength to retreat, leaving a long trail of blood blossoms behind — tumbling over and over, losing count of how many times, nearly plunging headfirst into a ditch.
The crowd was shaken!
This ordinary-looking young man — this unremarkable young man — struck with a single Tablet-Slamming Palm and sent a Half-Sage tumbling more than a dozen great somersaults. Such power could not help but make one’s spine run cold.
And while the crowd was still reeling in astonishment, he followed up immediately. Moving through the void as though it were open ground, with all things in heaven and earth as his road — one step taken, and he appeared instantly at the Heavenly Imperial Son’s side.
Pff!
The Heavenly Imperial Son was also shocked. He counterattacked swiftly, but his Dao cultivation and spiritual power were seven or eight-tenths spent. He was struck by this person again and sent flying, vomiting divine blood.
“Well struck — kill this wretched imperial son!” In the distance, Dongfang Ye shouted. He had been fighting alone until now, and at last someone from the human race of extraordinary caliber had stepped in — and with such overwhelming force — he couldn’t help but feel his blood surge with heat.
“Kill!”
The Eight Divisions of Divine Generals were shocked and furious. This was truly a surprise strike from an unexpected force, catching them completely off guard. He had actually closed in on the Heavenly Imperial Son and struck him heavily, one consecutive blow after another. They surged forward like a flood.
“It’s him… that person called Ji Zi!” In the distance, a human cultivator finally recognized the identity of the young man on the battlefield. All were left speechless.
“A rising talent of the Ji Family… are you joking? This is clearly… an Imperial Son!” An order leader said in a trembling voice.
“Ji Zi, descended from the Ji Family — he is… the son of the Void Great Emperor?!” Several aged cultivators exchanged glances, then were struck with awe. The true meaning could be puzzled out from the name itself.
To classify this sort of person as a rising talent was laughably absurd. He was born into an age of upheaval, sealed within a pool of divine source, and had now reappeared in the world — a defining hero of the age, fit to contend with the offspring of the Ancient Sovereigns!
“How can the Violet Marquis or Li Qingzhou be spoken of in the same breath as him? I remember now — I once caught a glimpse of him more than ten years ago. He has been in the world for years, but was always far too low-key, never once making a move.” One of the living fossils awoke with a sudden start.
A named Imperial Son of the human race had descended upon this place. In the midst of chaos he killed in great sweeps, leveling a swath of the ancient clan, pressing forward step by step, intent on suppressing and killing the Heavenly Imperial Son.
“Void divine arts — you are of the Ji Family? Think clearly before making an enemy of me like this. Be careful of bringing a catastrophe of extermination upon your house!” The Heavenly Imperial Son said grimly as he retreated.
“The void lineage has never been weak before anyone. We do not fear your threats. The Southern Region is not a place for you to run wild.” Ji Zi spoke plainly. His strikes became even more fierce — he nearly battered the Heavenly Imperial Son to pieces.
Everyone stared in stunned silence. The human Imperial Son was invincible in advance. The Heavenly Imperial Son was to be pitied — covered in wounds all over, nearly beaten to death by the Sacred Imperial Son just before, and now yet another formidable silent warrior had appeared to batter him horizontally in all directions.
Pff!
The Heavenly Imperial Son was covered in wounds from head to toe. His bones were on the verge of breaking. He was actually being suppressed by Ji Zi, suffering one heavy blow after another, retreating without cease.
“Magnificent — beat this wretched imperial son to death, shatter him to pieces!” Even the elegant and free-spirited Yan Yixi couldn’t hold back a long roar and screamed it aloud.
Though there were many human spectators in the Great Wilderness, not one had offered a hand. In this cold and indifferent crowd, a figure as striking as Ji Zi had stepped forward — it moved all who witnessed it deeply.
Worthy of the bearing of an Imperial Son! This was the shared feeling in every heart — even the powerful figures of the ancient clan, however hostile their sentiments, could find nothing demeaning to say.
“Kill!”
Battle cries shook the sky. Several Half-Sages moved at once. The Eight Divisions of Divine Generals launched a frenzied assault to contend with Ji Zi. If the two combatants were not separated soon, the Heavenly Imperial Son would be in danger — he might fall here. Yet they had not been able to act earlier because everything had happened far too fast.
A human Imperial Son was invincible — this was clear to many. Pressing down on the heavily wounded Heavenly Imperial Son, he could execute him in the void at any moment.
At this moment, with all eyes watching, everyone held their breath. No one dared to blink. They stared tightly at the battlefield, afraid to miss even a single instant of the fight.
Ji Zi, though of plain appearance and few words, gave people at this moment the feeling that his brilliance broke through the nine heavens — a person of flesh and blood and principle, genuine and low-key, who could step forward at the critical moment.
His void divine arts moved with miraculous ease in his hands. All four seas of heaven and earth lay beneath his feet. Another heavy blow landed, sending the Heavenly Imperial Son tumbling head over heels in a sorry state, hair a disheveled mess.
The Eight Divisions of Divine Generals and the Half-Sages charged together — yet even they could not stop him, could not break through the Great Void Technique. He was everywhere at once!
Boom!
At the critical moment, Huang Xu Dao appeared. A phoenix cry split the blue sky. He raised his arm and struck — as though an immortal phoenix were cutting back against the immortal domain in reverse — heaven collapsed and earth split apart as he blocked Ji Zi.
At this moment of crisis, it was still an ancient imperial son who could demonstrate divine might. Imposing and dominant, when even the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals were useless, it was Huang Xu Dao who took their place and blocked Ji Zi.
Now, he was nothing like his former restraint. If he continued to drag his feet any longer, the Heavenly Imperial Son would truly be killed. He went all out, engaging Ji Zi in full battle.
“What a pity — just one step short!” Even Ye Fan felt a wave of regret.
“This cannot go on.” The Sacred Imperial Son furrowed his brow. With Huo Lin’er now ready to seize an opportunity to strike, he spoke to Ye Fan while swinging his black iron staff in battle.
“You all fall back first. Give me some time — I’ll be able to kill the Heavenly Imperial Son.” Ye Fan said.
The Sacred Imperial Son shook his head. “I can step in and finish him. No one can do anything about me. But you cannot strike at him — if you do, there will be great trouble.”
A streak of divine rainbow shot up. Using the Ji Family’s Great Void Technique, Ye Fan transferred a stream of the divine liquid from the Immortal Ascension Pool to the Monkey, instantly lifting his essence, energy, and spirit by a great measure, sweeping away all traces of exhaustion.
“Good — then we kill him today!” The Sacred Imperial Son’s eyes lit up. His bearing swallowed mountains and rivers. Several Half-Sages were shaken backward on the spot.
Wang Teng stood atop the golden ancient war chariot and had pulled back a great distance, not pressing forward. The sudden appearance of Ji Zi midway made him feel that this place was very dangerous.
And that other mysterious powerful human cultivator had also hidden in the distance, lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity.
Boom!
Ye Fan engaged Huo Qizi in battle. He sent the flames of battle sweeping all the way to where the Heavenly Imperial Son was, then drove straight forward. Even an ancient imperial son could not pin him down — he pressed forward with unstoppable force.
At last, Huo Lin’er also made her move. Every strand of her water-blue hair could collapse the sky. Her exquisitely delicate and beautiful face was utterly cold. Eyes like still water harbored killing intent as she bore down on Ye Fan.
In this great age, there was a legend: if the Fire Qilin Cave’s siblings were to join forces, they would be invincible under heaven. It was not simply a matter of one plus one — they could sweep all before them in the world.
After slaughtering his way into a frenzied state, Ye Fan was fearless even before this invincible pair of siblings. He used the stone embryo’s fists to clash head-on against Huo Qizi’s Sacred Artifact Fangtian Painted Halberd.
Roar…
Ye Fan let out a clear cry. His right hand secretly harmonized the true meaning of Six Paths Reincarnation, driving out a heaven-shaking, earth-splitting blow — landing nearly atop the peerlessly beautiful Huo Lin’er — stepping forward boldly, advancing without pause, his divine courage without equal.
He alone drove the entire battlefield forward, pressing ceaselessly toward the Heavenly Imperial Son. He swept through the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals, exchanging blows with Half-Sages here and there. The battle blood within him had boiled to a raging heat.
Yet there was one point that was very unfavorable: several Half-Sages among the watching ancient clan — of a strength that sent shivers down the spine — had entered the field. Their power was fierce without equal, a combat force that inspired dread.
Moreover, the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals were inexhaustible, drowning that place entirely.
The Sacred Imperial Son had barely recovered some vitality when he found himself in another bitter fight. Ye Tong and the others were also in desperate straits — not only were Half-Sages attacking and killing them, but Wang Teng and the other mysterious human cultivator were hunting them as well.
Ji Zi engaged Huang Xu Dao in battle. This was a truly pinnacle confrontation — an ancient great emperor’s own child facing off against the descendants of an Ancient Sovereign. It shook heaven and earth and moved the very spirits of the dead. All who watched were dazzled and overwhelmed.
The bearing of an Imperial Son — stunning past and present alike!
And Huang Xu Dao was also formidable to the point of making one tremble. He shattered Dao traces. His body was clad in five-colored metal battle-armor. One phoenix feather after another shot upward. Rosy clouds submerged heaven and earth. The battle raged until the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.
The Eight Divisions of Divine Generals’ great army stabilized. Several powerful Half-Sages guarded the Heavenly Imperial Son in the center — no one could get close. He retrieved a vial of divine liquid, poured it down his throat, and his bones cracked and resounded. His vitality began to recover.
A thread of icy arrogance hung at the corner of the Heavenly Imperial Son’s mouth. He laughed coldly, on and on, his laughter growing louder and louder. His words were bone-chillingly glacial: “By this point, you are powerless to turn the tide!”
Just moments ago his Dao-heart had wavered. He had nearly been beaten to death by the Sacred Imperial Son with an iron staff, and then nearly executed by Ji Zi — he had come within a hair’s breadth of death.
Now that his forces had gathered around him and the greater picture was settled, the Heavenly Imperial Son had completely calmed down. His gaze was cold and stern. He had made up his mind to eliminate these great enemies.
Ye Fan knitted his brows. Continuing like this would lead to unthinkable consequences. The situation was very unfavorable. He had been pinned down by the Huo Qilin Cave siblings — once the two of them joined forces, their combined power was beyond imagination. Their combat power had skyrocketed!
“You go and kill the Heavenly Imperial Son! I’ll hold everyone back!” Ye Fan transmitted to Ji Zi and the Sacred Imperial Son.
He let out a furious roar. His phenomenon deployed — striking across three thousand realms, clashing against the nine heavenly layers in reverse. One indistinct phenomenon after another surged upward, their might reaching the extreme of terror. He swept Huang Xu Dao toward himself, drew the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals and several Half-Sages who had been surrounding the Monkey over to his side as well, and gathered all the great enemies around himself.
Everyone was shaken. What level of combat power was this? Contending against this many ancient imperial sons simultaneously, while also enduring the assault of Half-Sages and the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals, with Wang Teng and the mysterious human cultivator hunting him as well — it was simply beyond the heavens.
Boom!
Everyone attacked at once. Even with all those phenomena, however powerful, Ye Fan could not withstand it. A mouthful of fresh blood nearly surged up — and was forcibly swallowed back down.
“He’s looking to die. No one can create a legend like this. Three ancient imperial sons strike together, two human powerhouses barely inferior to them attack from the flanks, and then several Half-Sages plus the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals pile on — even a reincarnated god would be killed in battle.” Ancient clan powerhouses laughed coldly.
Ye Tong was frantic. She knew well that her master had fallen into a desperate situation and might fall. Together with Li Tian and the others, she activated the Divine Lady Furnace to block the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals, preventing more from charging through.
“Kill!” The Sacred Imperial Son roared. Having broken free, his entire essence, energy, and spirit blazed with burning intensity, climbing back to the summit. His golden hair gleamed brilliantly as he drove toward where the Heavenly Imperial Son was.
Yet there were also powerful figures holding the line there. The most formidable Half-Sages had all congregated on that side. And the Heavenly Imperial Son, in truth, had the first bloodline constitution under heaven — he was already close to a full recovery.
The Heavenly Imperial Son laughed with cruel coldness. “That person will certainly die. He cannot hold on. Come at me if you will — I will wipe every last one of you out!”
He spoke the truth. Ye Fan was in extreme danger. One man enduring the assault of ten thousand troops, even with several phenomena united — each one peerless under heaven — he still faced the danger of falling.
Blood kept surging upward, and kept being forcibly swallowed back down. His body might be shattered by the assembled champions at any moment — it was on the verge of collapse.
“I’ll go!” Ji Zi suddenly pulled back.
He was a man of few words. He would stand in Ye Fan’s place to hold back these enemies. He had not merely cultivated his void divine arts to the realm of perfection — he had gone even further, creating his own step beyond the peak, drawing all enemies into the infinite void.
Ye Fan did not hesitate. Ji Zi was suited for group battle — he could temporarily mire everyone in a void like a quagmire, exiling them. But he was also staking his life to hold the line. There was no room for delay.
“Those who stand in my way die!”
Ye Fan swung his fists. His true body entered the sacred-level stone embryo, using it as a protective shell. Unstoppable and invincible, a single punch reduced a Half-Sage to four or five pieces. Lustrous white bone shards shot outward in all four directions while blood flew everywhere.
He charged and killed through the vast army. His killing intent boiled. This was the first time since his return that he had fought this desperately. Having battled to this stage, no matter what, he had to kill the Heavenly Imperial Son. If he did not, the opportunity would be nearly impossible to find again.
First the Sacred Imperial Son, and then Ye Fan, launched themselves in a combined assault. The most powerful Half-Sage was killed. The Heavenly Imperial Son’s face turned snow-white. He clutched the Undying Heaven Blade tight.
Ye Fan slaughtered in all four directions. Severed limbs and bone fragments and blood and flesh kept spattering up. He was like a god of slaughter — invincible and unstoppable — driving toward where the Heavenly Imperial Son stood.
The Eight Divisions of Divine Generals were fearless in the face of death, charging in endless waves, forming a wall of flesh. But they could not stop Ye Fan. Ahead, blood and flesh flew in all directions as he built a road of corpses and bones, treading skyward in advance. Countless ancient clan members lay dead at his feet.
“Are they truly going to slaughter the Heavenly Imperial Son?” someone among the spectators said.
“Perhaps they truly can succeed — but there will most likely be a tremendous storm to follow. It would be best for those of us watching to keep well out of the way.” Another person said in a trembling voice.
“Make an enemy of me, and you invite boundless catastrophe. Never mind that you cannot kill me — even if you succeed, it’s not certain the human race will celebrate!” The Heavenly Imperial Son clutched the Undying Heaven Blade. His gaze was terrifying. He raised it high.
“My mind is made up. I will behead you today — even if the entire world becomes my enemy, what of it? I move freely across the nine heavens — I will carve out my own path!” Ye Fan let out a great roar that sent the ancient clan before him trembling in every direction. Many had their bodies explode on the spot, bursting into clots of blood mist.