Chapter 1029: Storm Continues

Ye Fan emerged from the Ancient Race battlefield, holding his spear in one hand. No one dared to stop him. The sharp spear tip was dripping blood, a shocking sight.

He was like a demon god, moving through an uninhabited land. He had killed five Dao Slayers in total, all with a single spear thrust.

The black spear body and the bright red blood formed a stark contrast, sending shivers down everyone's spines and making their bones feel cold.

How powerful must one be to kill several Dao Slayers, one with each spear thrust? The King of Myriad Beginnings was one thing, but the last seasoned king stood on the sixth small step of Dao Slaying.

"Who is he? Why have we never heard of him?" This was the question in everyone's mind, a mystery with no answer, as no one knew the origin of the man with the black battle spear.

The Fire Spirit Gorge was abuzz, and the surrounding mountains were noisy. Everyone was discussing the day's events, which had been deeply shocking and stirred the emotions of all present.

"He alone dared to massacre the ancient tribes, moving through the assembled strong figures of all races as if on flat ground. How could such a powerful individual be unknown? What is his past?"

This was not a decisive battle, but merely the deterrence of a powerful figure towering over all races, igniting people's excitement and making the area noisy.

The great battle between Ye Tong and Mo Xue had ended, yet the area became even more restless, as people knew the turmoil was far from over.

Ye Fan fixed his gaze on the several Dao Slayers not far away. His expression was calm as he tightened his grip on the dripping battle spear, walking towards them step by step.

"Is he going to attack the Heavenly Sovereign's Son's two trusted generals?" people exclaimed. Even the ancient tribes were astonished, holding their breath and silently watching, wondering what else this demon would do.

In the current era, the Heavenly Sovereign's Son was like the sun at its zenith, eclipsing all masters in the world. Wherever he went, heroes retreated, and all races trembled. It could be said that even in this great era, the Heavenly Sovereign's Son had few rivals. His every word and action were scrutinized, and even the servants he dispatched were feared, no one daring to offend them.

Much less his two capable generals. People had reason to believe that these two represented the Heavenly Sovereign's Son's will, coming here specifically to kill the Holy Body's disciple.

"Don't bother leaving. All of you, leave your lives behind," Ye Fan declared.

Everyone gnashed their teeth and gasped, "Who exactly is this person? He's too fierce! This is practically declaring war on the Heavenly Sovereign's Son!"

The two generals' expressions remained unchanged, but their words were far from friendly, because this man completely disregarded them, a situation they hadn't encountered in many years.

"Do you think you're Huang Xudao, or are you mistaking yourself for Huo Qilin Zi? How dare you speak like that! If our Lord were to arrive... any Holy Body, any Human Race's Foremost, all would be completely annihilated, let alone you!"

Ye Fan remained calm. He raised his right hand, pointing the battle spear forward. The spearhead gleamed with a cold, dark-gold light.

In front, the young lord of the Demon God Race had a grim expression. This mysterious figure had included him in the target, clearly intending to "wipe them all out." Although furious, he had to be extra cautious. The man's recent display of power was clear for all to see; he was undoubtedly a formidable and ruthless character.

He even suspected... it might be an ancient emperor's son who had arrived, otherwise, how could he possess such combat power? It made his heart race with trepidation.

On the sidelines, Dongfang Ye, Yao Yuekong, and others burst into laughter, pleased that such a ruthless character had appeared to bring misfortune to these people and kill them all.

Ye Fan merged with the black long spear, piercing through the void and transforming into a stream of dark light. The spearhead pointed forward, and ripples covered all three targets simultaneously.

Carrying immense divine power, overwhelming everything, the man and spear combined as if bringing a piece of the sky crashing down, destroying the void.

"Clang!" The young lord of the Demon God Race's expression changed first. He opened his mouth and spat out nine grand banners that flapped loudly, appearing like nine ancient demon gods manifesting together, protecting him amidst surging black mist.

However, Ye Fan targeted him first. His long spear swept horizontally, sharp as a long blade, accompanied by a metallic clang. Sparks flew as all nine grand banners were shattered by the black spear.

The young lord of the Demon God Race turned pale. A brilliant light burst from his body, transforming into another physical form—a substitute puppet body—which blocked the spear's tip and disintegrated into ash with a bang.

His true body moved its hands, conjuring one rune after another to protect itself. His forehead glowed brilliantly and powerfully, and various weapons shot out from between his eyebrows like blooming flowers, rushing forward together.

"Clang!" Ye Fan vibrated the black spear body, the spear tip dancing and transforming into millions of illusory images. It shattered all the various weapons in front of him, reducing them to a pile of scrap metal.

These were no ordinary weapons; they were secret treasures of the Demon God Race, yet all were unable to escape the fate of being pulverized, turning to dust with a single strike.

The young lord of the Demon God Race showed a look of terror. He had been a Dao Slayer for ten years and had never encountered defeat, yet now he found it difficult to withstand the opponent's assault, feeling unwilling to accept this.

With a clear whistle, he spat out a shield. This was a secret weapon, personally refined for him by an ancient king of his clan. Although not a Saint Weapon, it was not something an ordinary person could destroy, and it was used for preserving his life.

Various Dao patterns intertwined on the shield, depicting ancient flora and fauna, imbued with an ancient Dao aura. It emitted a radiant white light, protecting his physical body.

Ye Fan let out a soft cry and thrust forward with force. Initially, it was blocked, but then the black spear body unleashed immense dark power, piercing through with a *thump*, and simultaneously, a flash of blood appeared.

This spear thrust not only pierced through the ancient shield but also impaled the young lord of the Demon God Race through the throat. Then, like a scarecrow, he flew up and disintegrated into a shower of ash in the void.

"Boom!" At this moment, the aura of a Saint Weapon permeated the air, rapidly rushing over like a boundless galaxy descending from the nine heavens.

Moving mountains and filling seas, or the collapse of the firmament, none could compare to the terrifying fluctuations before them!

The Heavenly Sovereign's Son's two capable generals had not intervened during the attack on the young lord of the Demon God Race. Only now did they unleash a broken Saint Weapon, launching a sudden, merciless strike.

This was a remnant weapon bestowed upon them by the Heavenly Sovereign's Son, shaped like a bone dagger, severely broken. Apart from its intact hilt, its blade was only ten centimeters long.

Suddenly, boundless light burst forth, and a tattered alms bowl appeared before Ye Fan, with only its bottom remaining; its level of incompleteness was on par with the bone dagger.

The two lights clashed, colliding with each other and erupting into a dazzling brilliance. The ground beneath their feet was flattened and turned to dust.

The Heavenly Sovereign's Son's two generals retreated, looking at each other in horror. This man unleashed his Saint Weapon after them, yet was able to quickly revive it and resist their assault. This was truly a bad situation.

They retreated, jointly wielding the bone dagger, swinging it continuously to unleash waves of Dao power that carved black holes in the void.

However, they could not stop Ye Fan's footwork. The tattered alms bowl acted like a shield, blocking all attacks, while he advanced step by step with the black battle spear.

"Who exactly are you?"

"The one who will send you on your way," Ye Fan said mercilessly.

The two, one with a vertical eye opening between his brows and the other with a gleaming horn on his forehead, furiously ignited their life essence, directing it towards the Saint Weapons to block Ye Fan.

They knew they were in trouble; this man's power was truly terrifying, enough to contend with an ancient emperor's son!

"Puff!" The alms bowl glowed, shattering the void. It rushed forward, forcing them to release their grip. The bone dagger fell, and both Saint Weapons shattered.

Ye Fan didn't care at all; even losing the alms bowl was nothing. He thrust his spear forward.

It must be said that these two were indeed masters, otherwise they wouldn't be called the Heavenly Sovereign's Son's generals. They had been Dao Slayers for many years, their cultivation having reached a profound state.

They spewed divine radiance, wielding various treasures, and surprisingly managed to exchange a few blows with Ye Fan without being instantly killed.

However, this still changed nothing. Ye Fan feinted one way and struck another. With a final strike of his black spear body, the two men screamed, all their bones broken, and flew out like two lumps of mud.

"Rumble!" Suddenly, divine flames surged in the void, flying out from their bodies respectively and converging into a humanoid beam of light!

"Who dares to kill my servants?" A cold voice sounded, and a remarkably beautiful man appeared, as elegant as jade, his flawless and exquisite appearance enough to make countless women in the world envious.

"It's... the Heavenly Sovereign's Son!" people exclaimed, all losing color in their faces.

The young man stood quietly in the void, exuding an imposing aura, his entire body glowing as if a deity had descended from the nine heavens.

"Sovereign's Son, save us!" the two Dao Slayers cried out.

"Leave now. Let's see who in this world dares to harm my servants!" The Heavenly Sovereign's Son said with a cold expression, gazing forward, causing many to tremble and feel an urge to kneel.

The two servants' bones clicked and popped as they rapidly reconnected their broken limbs. Their expressions were all uplifted, and then they quickly retreated, trying to leave the battlefield.

"Since I've arrived, do you still think you can leave? All of you, leave your lives behind," Ye Fan said, striding forward.

"Do you intend to make an enemy of the Heavenly Sovereign's Son?!" The two Dao Slayers retreated. Although they knew the Heavenly Sovereign's Son's true body wasn't present, they still felt a significant boost of confidence.

After all, this was a wisp of the Heavenly Sovereign's Son's primordial spirit. The moment he appeared, even the most powerful individuals would be wary and show him respect. With just a word from him, one could go anywhere in the world. When the Heavenly Sovereign's Son spoke to guarantee someone's life, it was akin to issuing a golden token of immunity from death.

However, all of this was clearly ineffective against Ye Fan. Over a decade ago, he had nearly engaged in a decisive battle with the Heavenly Sovereign's Son; they were fated rivals. How could anyone restrain him?

"Did you not hear me? These are my servants! If you dare touch a single hair on their heads, I will kill your entire clan of ten generations with my true body!" The Heavenly Sovereign's Son's primordial spirit stated grimly, powerful and domineering.

For so many years, he had reigned supreme. Who dared to disrespect him? Only the Human Race's Holy Body of old had dared to openly oppose him everywhere, wishing for a life-or-death battle, but that person had already left this world.

Now, wherever his sword point turned, almost no one dared to challenge him. He looked down upon all the masters in the world. In this era without Saints, his decrees were absolute, and no one dared to disobey! Especially this man, whose past reputation was not prominent; in his view, merely by manifesting himself and providing a little deterrence, this man would naturally comply.

However, he had mistaken his target. This was not a newly emerged Dao Slayer from his years of reigning supreme, but someone who simply had no fear of him.

A cold sneer appeared on Ye Fan's lips. He said, "You... what is the Heavenly Sovereign's Son to me? If your true body dares to appear before me, I will suppress and kill even you!"

"Puff!" Ye Fan immediately made his move. The black long spear in his right hand thrust forward, aiming directly for the Heavenly Sovereign's Son's glabella, with winds and thunder deafening! Clearly, he had used forbidden power, striking mercilessly.

The Heavenly Sovereign's Son's wisp of primordial spirit was enraged. For so many years, no one had dared to defy his will. He had never imagined that today someone would brandish a spear at him; this was akin to insubordination, regicide!

From afar, the crowd was even more terrified. For so many years, the Heavenly Sovereign's Son's might had swept through the Five Regions, and few dared to openly oppose him. Yet this man brazenly declared he would kill him, which was truly shocking.

"Chhh!" The Heavenly Sovereign's Son's primordial spirit transformed into a ball of light and vanished from its spot. Ye Fan's spear thrust, without pausing, plunged into the space between his two generals.

"Aaaaah..." Horrific screams erupted. The two men turned into bloody pulp, their bodies and spirits utterly destroyed, unable to escape this calamity.

"I just killed your subordinates right in front of you. What can you do about it?" Ye Fan said, holding his spear, turning to face the Heavenly Sovereign's Son.

"Over the years, you are the first to offend me. I will surely kill you after I emerge from seclusion!" the Heavenly Sovereign's Son said grimly. His complexion was as fair as jade, his appearance breathtakingly beautiful, yet his expression was terrifyingly grim, completely at odds with his appearance and temperament, sending chills down everyone's spines.

"Is that so? How about I kill you first?" Ye Fan said, unconcerned, swinging his long spear forward to cleave. This time, he used a killing strike, not wanting to let this wisp of primordial spirit escape.

"Clang! Ding! Boom!" Although the Heavenly Sovereign's Son was merely a wisp of primordial spirit, he did not wish to simply wait for death. He unleashed the supreme forbidden secret art passed down by the Undying Heavenly Sovereign, blocking several strikes.

Alas, he was not his true body after all. In the end, Ye Fan's spear pierced through his glabella, lifting him high and pinning him in mid-air.

"You..." He could only utter that single word before his body gave out.

"Whoosh!" The area completely erupted. Everyone was in an uproar, the clamor like a tsunami, a chaotic din.

Everyone was incredibly astonished. This man had impaled and killed a wisp of the Heavenly Sovereign's Son's primordial spirit. This clearly meant a decisive battle with an ancient emperor's son, which would surely shock the world.

Everyone knew that in the near future, there would undoubtedly be a decisive battle, a confrontation that would astound the entire world.

"For so many years, whenever the Heavenly Sovereign's Son appeared, no hero dared to disobey; all would retreat. And now, his avatar has been impaled by a single spear thrust like this!"

"Is this real? Has someone truly challenged the bloodline of an ancient emperor, daring to fight a descendant of the Undying Heavenly Sovereign?"

"Who exactly is this person? How dare he act like this, completely fearless and without any trepidation!" This was everyone's unspoken thought. Everyone wanted to know Ye Fan's identity. How could such a figure be nameless? He must be an extraordinary and peerless prodigy.

"Regardless of who he is, today's battle will shake the world. Killing several Dao Slayers was like pulling weeds for him. A battle with the Heavenly Sovereign's Son is inevitable soon!"

Everyone knew that in recent years, the Heavenly Sovereign's Son had been in seclusion, seeking to continuously break through and forge a path of sole supremacy. With these events unfolding, he might emerge from seclusion earlier than expected.

This is a grand era, one that has never known true peace, and this time, an unprecedented storm is very likely to brew!