The towering ten-thousand-foot golden crocodile was like a massive mountain range. Sensing the Aura of Power of the ultimate Dao, it immediately performed a divine dragon’s tail-swish and charged toward the high heavens.
The Heaven-Devouring Demon Cover flickered with dark light, bursting forth with a trace of imperial might, forcing back the ten-thousand-foot crocodile. At the same time, an aura of slaughter spread out, shattering the divine radiance slashed down by the legendary sacred weapon, turning it into streaming light.
“The Human Race’s Sacred Body is here—kill him!” an old assassin shouted an order. With a wave of his hand, black-robed figures appeared everywhere without end, beginning their assassination.
Moreover, one divine crocodile after another flickered with dark light, flying over like black spear tips, ringing sharply as they pierced through the void, surrounding the area, occasionally striking out to kill.
“You dare act so arrogant in front of an imperial weapon?” Duan De’s expression turned cold. The moment he activated it, the many ferocious spirits nearby all trembled, falling in a rustling shower, shaking uncontrollably atop the broken mountain.
“Just use the Heaven-Devouring Cover for defense, don’t waste too much divine power, and don’t scare off the vicious ghost—leave these to me.” said the Monkey, sweeping his great club, sending bones and corpses flying ahead as a group of assassins who had closed in were all killed.
“Roarrr…”
The golden crocodile high in the sky steadied its form, opened its mouth and let out a roar like a clap of thunder, shaking mountains and valleys for miles, with some ten-thousand-foot mountains collapsing outright.
In the sky, densely packed, thousands upon thousands of small crocodiles flew over, transforming into a rain of dark-light blades that pierced through the void, even skewering many assassins to death.
“What secret technique is he trying to unleash?” Duan De’s heart shook—this was an extraterritorial deity, and it surely had astonishing methods, forcing him to stay on guard.
A gleam of light flashed at Ye Fan’s brow, and a blood-red sword only about an inch long stood there, flickering with crimson radiance like a dripping bloodstone, glistening and dewy—this was a trophy from the southern region’s desert, the Hell Sword of the Inferno.
“Hiss!”
Streaks of blood-light flew out, turning into sword-blades that plunged into the group of divine crocodiles, slashing horizontally and vertically, chopping the ferocious divine crocodiles into inch-long chunks of flesh, crimson blood flowing everywhere.
“Human Race Sacred Body, you’ve thrown yourself into the net, walked right into the jar—do you still think you can leave alive!?” Cries of slaughter came from all directions, countless experts charging in.
“Puh!”
After thousands of small crocodiles were hacked into mincemeat, they turned into blazing light, encircling Ye Fan and the others, and an ancient sacrificial chant rang out.
A golden ancient temple appeared, divine light stretching for miles, rising and sinking amid the bloody mire, exuding an aura of supreme majesty, transforming into boundless divine power to press down from above.
“This is a blood-sacrifice suppression!” Duan De’s expression changed.
Ye Fan sacrificed a formation platform, engraved with rune after rune, and set with many grooves filled with blocks of divine source—this was a source formation he had spent many days carving; even with his ability, he had barely managed to complete it.
Standing atop it, he gave a soft shout: “Om!”
Then, every ancient rune on this formation platform lit up, interweaving together, jointly amplifying his mantra, magnifying it boundlessly, roaring like a great bronze bell.
The moment the Buddhist mantra sounded, the ancient temple instantly grew unstable, and a beam of golden light bred within it revealed its true form—an extraterritorial deity manifesting.
“Hiss!”
Suddenly, a beam of divine light slashed down! The Black Emperor sensed danger and triggered the Primordial Beginning Killing Formation, letting it fire off a beam of killing light that split that blurry golden body clean in half.
High in the sky, the ten-thousand-foot golden crocodile’s body shuddered, its eyes shooting out two beams of dim light. It did not immediately launch an attack, but sensed the fluctuations from all directions.
“Human Race Sacred Body, you’ve finally appeared. I’ve waited for you a long time—return the lives of my kin’s sons!” A voice like rumbling thunder resounded, and a world-shaking demon lord appeared in the sky.
A black figure with a sturdy build, as if it could shoulder the heavens alone, with horns on its head and black fur on its back, stood there like a demonic mountain.
This was a massive Bull King, possessing the combat power of a monarch, glaring with a pair of bronze-bell eyes, its whole body wreathed in dark light, standing hundreds of feet tall, its fist alone smashing straight down.
This was a monarch of the Mighty Bull Demon Race, no different from the legendary Bull Demon King!
The Monkey let out a great shout, sweeping his jet-black iron club across, and the sky instantly rang with a thunder-like boom, deafeningly loud.
“Don’t kill this barbaric bull—I’ve finally found a mount that satisfies me. This will be my future imperial ride.” the Black Emperor shouted from hiding.
He began controlling the formation, chains of order flickering one after another, extending toward the sky, binding around that black demonic-mountain-like sturdy barbaric bull.
“Moo…”
The barbaric bull’s roar shook all directions, unleashing a terrifying sound wave. At the same time, more enemies appeared, charging forward together, including several powerful races from the various ancient factions.
“Blood Lightning Falls from Heaven!”
Experts of the Blood Lightning Royal Clan appeared; a dozen or so of them jointly deployed a forbidden technique, activating a killing formation to suppress and kill from above.
“Boom!”
Countless streaks of blood-colored lightning appeared, each formed from laws, converging into a heaven-and-earth-covering net, interweaving together, blood-red and dazzling, blinding to look at.
Not only had Ye Fan prepared killing formations, but others had come with the same intent against him—the moment this blood-lightning law killing formation activated, it could absolutely have annihilated several monarchs.
Yet, it proved useless against the Heaven-Devouring Demon Cover; even without being fully awakened, this half imperial weapon could not be pierced by anything. Coils of dark light swirled, rising and sinking, turning all the blood lightning into mist.
The people of the Blood Lightning Clan felt a sense of defeat, as if an ant were trying to shake a tree—they had no way at all to contend with that half imperial weapon; the killing formation had no effect whatsoever.
“Kill!”
Throughout the Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range, cries of slaughter shook the heavens, endless assassins appeared—this time the main force included four Hell Wardens from Hell, and three Realm Lords from the Human Realm, each commanding endless troops.
“Kill!”
The Monkey knocked the Mighty Bull Demon monarch away, swinging his iron club, beginning a great slaughter—wherever he passed, none dared face his blade, severed legs and limbs flying everywhere.
Meanwhile, Ye Fan too began a great slaughter, the gleam at his brow flickering; that inch-long Hell Sword of the Inferno shone translucent like blood coral, and every beam of killing intent it shot out was utterly devastating!
Though the blood sword was incomplete, it was after all a sacred weapon. At this moment, standing atop the terrifying source-heaven forbidden formation he himself had carved, Ye Fan had no worries about his divine power running dry, and slaughtered madly.
He seemed to have transformed into a deity, divine light constantly shooting from his brow—wherever he looked at mountains, mountains collapsed; wherever he looked at the sky, the sky shattered; wherever he looked at people, people were destroyed. Whenever the blood-light at his brow flashed, a swath of powerful enemies would surely be reduced to ash.
“This kind of formation platform is truly terrifying—carve me a few dozen more of these later, so I won’t have to worry about running out of divine power.” Duan De’s heart stirred greatly.
Ye Fan sighed—easier said than done. This kind of formation pattern couldn’t survive in the world for more than a few days; the patterns would eventually vanish, perhaps because they were too heaven-defying. And every carving exhausted his mental energy and took ages, yet success was never guaranteed.
“Woo woo…”
The blood-light Ye Fan slashed from his brow let out a shrill wailing sound, transforming into streaks of blood-radiance over a thousand feet long, instantly killing hundreds of people!
Streaks of blood spattered, one life after another perishing, turning into a dusk-of-hell requiem—a great war was about to erupt, and human life was cheaper than grass.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, a stone tablet descended from the sky, engraved with eight ancient characters, radiating demonic-natured brilliance, humming and wailing as it pressed down to suppress Ye Fan.
Someone from the Heaven Emperor’s faction had made a move—a powerful being just one step from sainthood personally activated this tablet to suppress and kill Ye Fan.
“This is the Eight Divisions Demon Tablet!” the Monkey exclaimed in shock, shouting a warning loudly.
Legend had it that the deity revered by all ancient races—the Undying Heavenly Sovereign—had once campaigned across the heavens in ancient times. Under his command, the Eight Divisions had died in battle, nearly wiped out as a group. Facing their withered bones alone, he personally sacrificed and refined the Eight Divisions Demon Tablet with his own hands, so their divine souls could rest in peace, and from this he also created a forbidden formation technique.
What lay before them now was, of course, not the very tablet personally refined by the Undying Heavenly Sovereign, but it had inherited his technique. The Heaven Emperor’s Son had recited it orally, and two great Ancestor Kings had performed the sacrificial refining, only then completing this tablet, turning it into a forbidden weapon.
On the tablet, eight runes shone, each representing a kind of Great Dao order, rumbling down, shaking the entire Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range.
The Hell Sword of the Inferno at Ye Fan’s brow shot out streaks of blood-light, all slashing onto the Eight Divisions Demon Tablet—this was, after all, the power of a sacred weapon, and it managed to hold back all the light emitted by the eight ancient runes.
“The vicious ghost is coming!” Suddenly, every hair on Duan De’s body stood on end, and he warned Ye Fan.
“Woo woo…”
A yin wind howled furiously, blood rain poured down, and a yellow whirlwind swept across the entire heaven and earth, accompanied by the blood rain. A black demonic shadow appeared in the distance, standing there, taller than the Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range, coldly gazing down below.
“The divine consciousness-thought of the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body!” Ye Fan muttered to himself.
“Wasn’t nine-tenths of his cultivation severed, his Dao roots stripped away? How does he still give off this heart-palpitating feeling?” Duan De muttered, never in his life having seen a vicious ghost like this.
“Don’t think of him as a ghost—this is the renowned divine consciousness-thought, the hardest to deal with!” the Monkey warned.
Two mysterious figures in silver battle-robes appeared, standing in front of the black demonic shadow. One of them shouted loudly toward this side: “Ye Fan, do you know who I am?”
“Liu Yunzhi, I’ve waited for you a long time. So many years have passed, and you still haven’t improved—your nature remains unchanged.” Ye Fan said indifferently.
In front of the giant black demonic shadow, Liu Yunzhi let out an angry roar, tearing off his helmet, filled with boundless venomous hatred, saying bitterly: “Twenty-some years, and there hasn’t been a single moment I haven’t thought about standing face to face with you—I will make you kneel at my feet!”
“Sorry to disappoint you—you will never have that chance. This time I won’t give you any hope of surviving. Once today passes, every great enemy here shall be put to death!” Ye Fan said coldly.
“Ahh…” Wang Yan screamed shrilly, throwing away her helmet, shrieking viciously: “You surnamed Ye, just wait to be hacked into ten thousand pieces! Even the heavens won’t be able to save you when they come!”
“Do I even need the heavens?” Ye Fan let out a long cry, like thunder splitting the sky, saying: “I alone will destroy all of you!” He swept his gaze over everyone present.
“Sacred Body, your doomsday has arrived, and you still dare to boast so shamelessly!” Three Realm Lords of the Human Realm appeared, with endless assassins emerging behind them.
“Everything should come to an end.” The four Hell Wardens of Hell appeared, all four layers of Hell manifesting at once, killing intent soaring to the heavens, assassins pouring out in full force.
At the very front were the Divine Son of the Human Realm and the Divine Daughter of Hell, along with their guardian protectors. At this moment they jointly activated a legendary sacred weapon—the Blood-Dripping Bone Pagoda.
It was forged from the bones of sages who had achieved the Dao, pure white and lustrous, with streaks of blood-light flowing and coiling upon it, exuding a grim killing aura, five layers in total.
It belonged to Hell, being the most precious sacred bone essence left behind by five Killing Saints after achieving the Dao, cast into a five-layer treasure pagoda. Now, jointly activated by the two religions, it emitted an overwhelming, majestic pressure, sweeping across the entire Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range, unstoppable by anyone!
“This treasure absolutely must be kept—give it to us to prop up the Heavenly Court’s façade!” Qi Luo transmitted a voice in secret, tremendously excited.
“Alright, everything should draw to a close now—those who were meant to come have nearly all arrived!” Ye Fan said calmly, then let out a great shout, and all nine Primordial Beginning Killing Formations fully revived, sealing off this place.
“Boom!”
Vast, boundless killing intent erupted like a sea, streak after streak of killing intent thick as mountain ranges surging skyward, sealing off all directions—the power of slaughter rolled forth like chaos itself, spanning eons, surging forth as if from the very moment heaven and earth were first split!