All four Forbidden Zones had emerged together, towering on all sides and forming a three-dimensional encirclement with Ye Fan at its center!

Though not descended in physical form, these imprints were indistinguishable from the real thing — mountains and rivers majestic, great arrays shimmering into view, truly a place of absolute annihilation.

Ye Fan was trapped deep within a crisis. He was imprisoned here; every one of these forbidden grounds was a vast Emperor-path battle formation, locking down the Mythological Battlefield in its entirety. It could be said that he had not a single path of retreat.

To break free, he had only one option — to kill his way out and stain himself with the blood of Emperors!

Ye Fan’s eyes flickered. The other three Forbidden Zones held no mysteries for him any longer. Only the final one — though he had visited it several times — still cast a veil of fog over his mind.

“Young man, today you cannot escape even if you had wings!” the Spirit Sovereign declared. That silver saber descended in threads and wisps of holy radiance, hanging suspended at his side, with the power to swallow the sky.

The Cauldron of All Things’ Maternal Qi above Ye Fan’s head rose and fell with a steady cadence. Vivid red liquid flowed along its walls — the blood of the ancient venerables of old seemed not yet to have dried. The phantom silhouettes of the Stone Emperor, the Carefree Heavenly Lord, the Beast God, and others floated upon its surface, seared into it, only adding to its supreme and unassailable might.

“I have survived until now by killing my way through, not by being frightened into it. My cauldron has not drunk the blood of a Supreme in many years — today we shall have a great and satisfying slaughter!”

Those words rang out with iron force, shaking the entire star sea, carrying beyond the Mythological Battlefield. All the great powerful clans of the cosmos trembled. They had been watching this final and decisive battle from a distance, too afraid to approach. Not knowing how things stood, they had only now, at last, heard a voice — and it was this.

Boom!

The four Forbidden Zones closed in, sealing off every direction within the six cardinal points, transforming this place into a vast battlefield of Forbidden Zones.

“To have the Forbidden Zones unite against you — you are not the first, but neither is this a simple thing. You deserve to be proud. Even in the most glorious records of divine warfare throughout history, you will have a place!”

Each of the four great Supremes represented one domain. Fully prepared, they were determined to kill Ye Fan.

“I am truly curious — Upper Heaven, or rather the so-called Island of the Buried Sky — just what mysterious origins does this Forbidden Zone hold?”

No one could have anticipated that on the very cusp of battle, Ye Fan would suddenly blurt out these words — unconcerned about his own life and death, yet eager to uncover secrets.

“It is so ancient that no one knows!” the Great Roc Emperor replied coldly.

The Island of the Buried Sky was a mysterious place. Even the Supremes of the various Forbidden Zones could not make sense of it, for when the Great Roc Emperor and the others had taken up residence there, they had found nothing within it.

Only this was known: it was exceedingly ancient, having endured through countless great catastrophes across the ages, as though it were a divine land that had buried the Upper Heaven itself — though the ancient chambers were long since empty, with nothing left behind.

In this place, there existed an undying aura. Perhaps it was capable of slowing the flow of time, or perhaps it held a kind of longevity energy — something that could sustain life force so it would not decay too early.

Naturally, such a supreme divine ground became what Supremes needed most, transforming into a major Life Forbidden Zone.

What Ye Fan knew was merely what he had gathered from others. The specific secrets were unknown, which was why he wished to ask here and settle the matter — but unfortunately, even the four great Supremes did not know, and even if they did, they had no inclination to tell him.

“Kill!”

Killing him now was the most important thing. The Great Roc Emperor let out a great roar. His golden whip swept across the Island of the Buried Sky and came crashing down directly to slay Ye Fan.

“Do you truly think I fear you all? In the end, the Stone Emperor, the Beast God, and the Carefree Heavenly Lord — their fates are what await you. I killed every last one of them!” Ye Fan roared in return.

He was peerlessly dominant. His black hair billowed wildly, his bearing that of a demon god. The Heavenly Emperor Fist, unseen for many years, reappeared in the world. It struck with great force toward the Roc Emperor, meeting the golden whip head-on.

The four great experts moved simultaneously. The Spirit Ruins, the Primordial Ancient Mine, the Immortal Mausoleum, and the Island of the Buried Sky all shook together. Endless runes spread outward, engulfing this stretch of the cosmos.

Each person stood at one cardinal point, positioned in their own primary battlefield. They were too familiar with their own Forbidden Zones — those array patterns could enhance their power, making them even mightier, while simultaneously dealing damage to Ye Fan.

This time, in order to kill Ye Fan, they had planned and prepared with utmost thoroughness!

“Do you think this is enough to kill me? These places — I have been to every single one of them!” With the Cauldron of All Things’ Maternal Qi hovering above his head and executing the Heavenly Emperor Fist, Ye Fan attacked in all four directions — like a Heavenly Emperor descending into the world, divine light blazing for ten billion zhang, meeting the Forbidden Zones head-on.

“Today you will die without question!” The Corpse Emperor drew his bow. Still no arrow — yet killing intent surged in waves. In the instant the bowstring was released, Ye Fan’s brow felt as though sliced by a blade. The Cauldron of All Things’ Maternal Qi dropped down, blocking the invisible arrow before his brow — then through the All-Word Secret, he charged forward directly, rushing into the Primordial Forbidden Zone, intent on killing the Corpse Emperor.

However, the chest-tightening feeling that had first appeared earlier returned. He seemed to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood, immortals fallen and slain everywhere — a field of deep scarlet before his eyes.

At the same moment, a peerlessly keen sword qi shot out and flew toward Ye Fan. He retreated at extreme speed — yet even so, a flower of blood bloomed from his shoulder.

The next moment, the aura of this entire place underwent a complete and utter transformation — utterly unlike before. Killing intent seeped into the bone. Savage and wretched energy spread across heaven and earth. The heavens and earth turned a sheet of blood red, with the stench of blood thick in the air.

Even all four Forbidden Zones were the same — all dyed crimson, with dim blood mist swirling through them. It was deeply astonishing, with murderous energy surging like the tide and killing tribulations immeasurable!

In four different directions, four killing swords hung suspended. They were a deep, dark red throughout, flowing with a terrifying and dread-inducing killing aura that made even Supremes’ hearts tremble.

On every one of these killing swords was a blurred imprint, recording the terrible pattern of slaughtering immortals — a sight that made the blood run cold. That aura spread outward, penetrating even to the very bones of Supremes.

A chill ran through Ye Fan. He recognized what these were — the four killing swords of the Sacred Treasure Heavenly Venerable from the mythological age: swords for cutting down immortals and slaying Emperors, capable of breaking through anything!

The chest-tightening sensation from before had been caused by the dormancy of these four immortal swords. They were the most terrifying weapons in the world — indestructible through ten thousand catastrophes. Passed down to the present day, they had forged an ocean of blood and tribulation without bounds.

“It is said that these are weapons stained with immortal blood. Today we four shall use them to be your burial — and you too can be considered peerless beneath the heavens.” The Immortal Matriarch said this coldly.

Ye Fan said nothing. He raised his gaze to the sky above. There, a formation diagram was slowly revolving, chaos qi dim and hazy, great Dao laws spreading outward, blanketing the entire Mythological Battlefield.

This made his pupils contract sharply. Even the Sacred Treasure Heavenly Venerable’s killing formation diagram had appeared — the trap was complete!

Had Pang Bo been present, he would surely have cried out — when the Four Annihilating Swords of the Grand Supreme Heavenly Lord and the formation diagram converged together, nothing under heaven could resist it. Who could stand against it?

Ye Fan would not hold the definition of the Grand Supreme Heavenly Lord in his heart, yet he knew well enough that it was close to the truth. The killing formation left behind by the Sacred Treasure Heavenly Venerable could rightly be called the greatest of all antiquity and the present age.

For he had pioneered the “Formation” Word Secret. In the art of battle formations, no one in the world could surpass him. The quintessence of his entire lifetime had been left behind in the killing formation diagram — and combined now with the four legendary swords said to have drunk immortal blood, it was utterly unparalleled.

It was said that as long as the sword formation was complete and presided over by a Great Emperor, it could absolutely kill a peak-level Supreme of the Emperor’s path!

And now, it was four Supremes who were presiding over this formation — the greatest killing array of all antiquity. Who could break through it? To be trapped within it — if not a certain death, it was close enough.

This was a crisis of the highest order. Ye Fan was trapped deep within the array, facing the most terrifying catastrophe he had encountered since entering the world. One wrong move would mean the destruction of both body and soul.

“Over these years, you have truly gone to painstaking efforts — concealing the celestial workings, channeling the workings of creation, all along searching for the four swords and the formation diagram, and at last securing them all.” Ye Fan sighed faintly.

No wonder the Life Forbidden Zones had waited until today to strike with such confidence. Not long ago, they had located and fully refined the last of the immortal swords, and now they feared nothing.

“You too sent people to look — but how could you compare to us?” the Corpse Emperor said with a cold laugh.

Over all these years, Ye Fan had indeed been preparing various backup measures. Among them, he had been determined to secure these four immortal swords and the formation diagram — yet he had always come away empty-handed.

“This is your end. Did you truly believe yourself unrivaled beneath the heavens? To make an enemy of the Forbidden Zones is still a fate of ruin and death — in the past, we merely did not collect you because we could not be bothered!”

The Spirit Sovereign screamed, driving the immortal sword. A blood-red beam of light immediately shot out, slashing toward Ye Fan.

“Kill!”

The other three great Supremes acted simultaneously. All four immortal swords trembled together. Thousands upon tens of thousands of streams of chaos sword energy came slashing down, with crimson light flooding the area, drowning this place entirely.

This was an absolute killing blow. No hero, no matter how great, could withstand it.

The cauldron above Ye Fan’s head rose and fell, ringing and clattering as it was slashed by ten thousand swords, suffering grave wounds within the greatest killing formation of antiquity.

And had it not been for this cauldron’s extraordinary defensive power, Ye Fan might well have already suffered many sword wounds. Here, there was no way to dodge. The formation diagram rotated. The four swords blazed with light. The power to fight against immortals and conquer the heavens was here unleashed!

This was not merely a manifestation of the Formation Word Secret — it was also the ultimate esoteric expression of the Sacred Treasure Heavenly Venerable’s lifetime of profound research into battle formations, crystallized into the most powerful killing array and now set in motion to trigger its great killing tribulation.

Ye Fan let out a furious roar. His phenomenon stretched open. The Cauldron of All Things’ Maternal Qi shielded his body as he resisted and struck within this foremost killing array, charging toward one corner to try and break the formation.

At this moment, he unleashed every secret technique available to him. His very body began to show signs of dissolving into chaos.

But in this instant, the four great Supremes had steeled their resolve to kill him. They drove the great array with every ounce of their power, and each of their weapons was positioned at one of the formation’s gates, merging with the four swords to exponentially amplify the array’s might!

Beyond this, the imprints left by the four great Forbidden Zones had now come alive, transforming into four great arrays. They seemed to resonate faintly with the formation diagram, grinding forward together in a joint suppression.

An inescapable death trap — impossible to resolve!

With four great Supremes presiding over an upgraded and transcendent version of the greatest killing formation, no one trapped within could break it regardless of what they did.

Ye Fan had fallen into the most dangerous situation he had ever faced. Never since his debut in the world had he been so utterly passive — unable to dissolve anything, for this was beyond what any human power could overcome.

Clang!

The Cauldron of All Things’ Maternal Qi was pierced through. Pff — a bloody hole appeared on his body. This was the first killing blow. What followed would be a storm of relentless attack.

And so it was. The formation diagram turned, its aura growing ever more powerful. Presided over by four Supremes, eight weapons driving in unison, immortal light shooting in every direction, killing tribulations immeasurable — no one could withstand or dissolve it.

No matter how great Ye Fan’s divine powers, within the formation blood blossomed continuously. The moment the Cauldron of All Things was pierced through, he faced the foremost killing formation directly, and in succession suffered dozens of streams of chaos sword energy.

Blood soaked the great array crimson. Though Ye Fan possessed the power to move heaven and earth, he was still alone against many — this was beyond what any human power could resist!

With so many Supremes presiding over the greatest killing formation of all antiquity, it mattered not who came alone to face it — it was useless, impossible to oppose!

“Hahaha…” The Immortal Matriarch laughed loudly, yet her eyes grew ever more glacial. “If you can still survive in a killing tribulation like this, then you are truly defying the heavens!”

“Not only will I defy the heavens — I will cut down every last one of you!” Ye Fan thundered.