Chapter 1037: Battle the World

Chapter 1038: Battling the World

Before the grand palace, silence reigned. A spear, seemingly cast from black gold, had impaled the ancient race expert on the plaque above the entrance. Blood dripped, a horrifying sight. The spear's shaft was long, its dark golden sheen radiating a chilling aura.

The scene was profoundly quiet; not a single person spoke. To be a Path Severer, yet to be pierced and pinned to the grand palace by a single thrown spear, left everyone stunned into silence.

The sharp spearhead gleamed with a dark light, piercing through the man's glabella. White brain matter splattered, streaking his hair gray, while crimson blood sprayed everywhere, flowing down the dark gold spear shaft and onto the ground. The sound was faint, yet it resonated in people's hearts like the drop of a massive boulder.

The scene was dead silent; many dared not even breathe. This individual was truly terrifying: he had instantly intended to kill the Heavenly Prince over a disagreement, and with a casual strike, he had impaled a King!

“You…” The remaining ancient race members broke out in a cold sweat, startled, furious, and terrified. None dared to make a rash move.

“Where is the Heavenly Prince?” Ye Fan asked them, looking down at everyone inside the grand palace.

“Once the Son of God emerges from seclusion, he will surely exterminate your entire clan and eternally suppress your living soul, leaving you unable to live or die!” one of them fiercely declared.

He then proactively attacked, spitting out a silver miniature spear, the length of a chopstick, which transformed into a silver ray and shot towards Ye Fan’s eyes. It carved a path in the void, with chains of divine order appearing, resembling a silver divine phoenix rising from fire.

From a distance, many cried out in alarm, exclaiming, “This is a Path Severing Spear!”

This person was ruthless and decisive, unleashing a spear strike cultivated with a Path Severer's very life. He had staked half his life on it, which could multiply its power several times over.

“Rumble…”

Indeed, the spear grew faster and faster, its silver light becoming increasingly brilliant, causing the Great Dao to resonate with it. Auspicious glows descended from the sky, and sweet springs welled up from the ground, making this entire realm respond.

A stunning spear strike!

This was a desperate, fatal strike. A typical Path Severer would not dare to contend with it; touching it would turn one to ashes, and the void could clearly be seen annihilating.

The silver light grew even more terrifying, carving out a black hole with wisps of chaotic energy swirling and permeating the long sky.

However, facing this astonishing strike, Ye Fan remained unmoving. It wasn't until the spear neared his eyes that he reacted, responding late but arriving first. With a 'ding,' he flicked a finger, tapping the silver-white spear shaft.

The chopstick-length silver-white divine spear 'cracked' and instantly snapped, like a silver vase shattering. Bright light scattered everywhere, forming waves of the Great Dao that spread in all directions.

Immediately, this land became riddled with holes, shot through like a honeycomb, with black holes and vast spatial rifts appearing in swathes, a chilling sight.

In the distant sky, many were affected, spitting blood and staggering back. If the mere aftermath was like this, one could only imagine the true power of the strike.

Suddenly, the man in the center of the arena made a sweeping gesture with his hand, and the storm between heaven and earth instantly ceased. In a single breath, the winds died down and the waves calmed; he had settled this realm as if he were a divine needle anchoring the sea.

Everyone felt suffocated and instantly fell silent again, nervously watching the center of the arena.

“Everyone, attack together! Bring out your secret artifacts!” several ancient race members shouted, steeling themselves. They knew they were no match, but they had no choice; before someone comparable to an ancient emperor's child, there was no escape.

A shower of light flew out—small, centipede-shaped knives, chillingly dazzling. Their killing intent swept through the sky, scattering the clouds in the firmament.

A grand bell chimed leisurely as another person brought out a large purple-gold bell. Its bell waves, clearly visible, spread out in circles like ocean tides, pulverizing heaven and earth!

Various ancient weapons gleamed, killing intent surged, and sword light permeated the air, forming a terrifying wave that swept over them.

Facing the attacks of several individuals, Ye Fan merely took a step forward. With a 'bang,' waves of the Great Dao spread out. The person at the very front bore the brunt, their body struck by terrestrial energy, instantly exploding into a rain of blood.

“Hoo!”

At the same time, Ye Fan let out a soft exclamation from his mouth. The rain of centipede knives vanished like snowflakes meeting fire, turning into smoke, while the purple-gold grand bell became covered in cracks, bursting open with a 'boom'.

With a pull of his hands, the black spear impaled on the grand palace shot back, appearing in his hand, and then he thrust it forward.

Dark light soared into the sky. With a few thrusts, the several ancient race members in the arena all widened their eyes, then white bone fragments flew out, accompanied by large amounts of blood, as they disintegrated before the grand palace.

Ye Fan, like a demon monarch, with his hair dancing, ascended to the high heavens holding the spear. He then thrust it downwards, and the vast mansion turned to ash with a single strike, leaving nothing behind.

“Whoosh!”

With a flash of light and shadow, Ye Fan vanished from above the Divine City, leaving no trace. The area remained silent for a long time, then a clamor erupted!

That day, the Divine City was a buzz of chatter and discussion. People knew that a colossal storm was about to begin, for with such a blatant challenge, the Heavenly Prince could not possibly remain hidden.

After more than a decade, someone was finally sharpening their blade, preparing to confront the Son of God. This was undoubtedly monumental news, causing a stir among all factions of the ancient race.

The Divine City was in an uproar. All kinds of news spread through domain gates to various parts of the continent, reaching every corner and shocking numerous major powers.

At this moment, Ye Fan paid no heed to these events. He was sitting in the Heavenly Pivot Stone Workshop in the Divine City, drinking tea with the old Saint Wei Yi and earnestly recounting some of his experiences from the past decade or so.

The elderly man, who appeared to be in his twilight years, nodded, occasionally speaking a few words. He remained as before, calm and unperturbed, as still as a withered tree.

“The Immortal Ascension Road is about to open, and there will surely be the most terrifying turmoil in history. Some immortal legacies may even turn to ash and smoke.”

As he left, Ye Fan's heart continuously replayed the old Saint’s words, which weighed heavily on him. After hundreds of thousands, even millions of years of waiting, the hope of the myriad ancient races and the expectations of the ancient Great Emperors finally saw a glimmer of dawn.

However, this also meant mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. This was a grand era, rarely seen in millions of years!

All parties would strive with all their might. In the near future, for the chance at immortality, who knew what brutal state the fighting would reach, and most Saints from beyond the cosmos would likely rush here!

“Immortal ascension…” Ye Fan muttered to himself. He looked back at the Divine City once, then departed into the distance.

Half an hour later, Ye Fan appeared on the crimson land ten thousand li away from the Primordial Restricted Zone, standing firm in this mining area, which felt both familiar and strange.

Outside the Primordial Ancient Mine, the surrounding hundred thousand li formed the most renowned source-mining region in the world, equally divided among the various Sacred Lands of the Eastern Wasteland—a true treasure trove.

Now that the ancient races had emerged, they naturally sought to reclaim this place, as the Primordial Ancient Mine was a sacred immortal land worshipped by all races. Currently, over half of this hundred-thousand-li radius was under their control.

Furthermore, they ordered their disciples to continue mining and excavating underground treasures, because in the Primordial Era, this place was known as divine soil, containing many ancient architectural ruins and several Primordial battlefields.

Source might not be of great use to them, but the underground held divine treasures, possibly including ancient holy temples. Those were the true rare treasures, potentially holding astonishing hoards.

Ye Fan recalled that when he was forced to mine here long ago, he had seen a pyramid cast from azure gold emerge. It was later taken by an old woman from the same era as the Old Madman. Thinking about it now, it must have been an extraordinary item.

This time, he came specifically for the Heavenly Prince's territory. There was also a mining area belonging to the Son of God here. As the progeny of the Undying Heavenly Sovereign, all parties had to show consideration, making him a force that could not be underestimated.

The Heavenly Prince was ambitious, not hesitating to borrow ancient emperor weapons from Blood Phoenix Mountain and Fire Qilin Cave to refine blood. His schemes were vast; he intended to covet the divine embryo of Jade Lake, which deeply unsettled Ye Fan. He wanted to force the Prince out and deal with him early, otherwise, major problems could arise.

His declaration to battle across the world and eradicate all of the Heavenly Prince's strongholds was no idle boast. Everything was based on the aforementioned reasons: that flawless divine female embryo absolutely could not be touched by the Heavenly Prince.

Ye Fan walked across this crimson land with the spear on his back, a mix of emotions swirling within him. Back when he was a mere minor cultivator, he had secretly crossed over using the Yaoguang domain gate and had toiled here, digging source mines. In a blink of an eye, so many years had passed.

The human race’s various Sacred Lands had all ceded portions of mining areas to the ancient races, a promise made during the ancient myriad races’ great conference. Now, the forces in this region were intricately complex.

The Heavenly Prince's territory was vast, bordering the Ji family’s mining area. Over the years, friction had often occurred, simply because Ji Ziyue had once been too close to Ye Fan.

During the period Ye Fan went to the Ziwei Star Domain, Li Heishui and others were on the verge of death, almost killed. They were carried back to an ancient cave of the Ji family by Ji Haoyue, who had also assisted Dongfang Ye and others.

For many years, the Heavenly Prince had sought to eliminate the Ji family siblings. However, the two had left this ancient star and ventured deep into the cosmos, preventing him from succeeding.

Meanwhile, his faction frequently targeted the Ji family. If not for their apprehension of the ancient mirror—the Void Emperor Armament—they would likely have suppressed them long ago. Even so, friction often occurred.

Over the past decade or so, this mining area had naturally been anything but peaceful. The ancient races often troubled the Ji family, and bloody conflicts occurred periodically. It could be said that the Heavenly Prince's subordinates frequently stirred up trouble intentionally.

Although the Ji family possessed an Ultimate Emperor Armament, it was impossible to use it for deterrence over such matters. As for their so-called heritage, that was even less likely to be used; it would not be activated unless the family faced a moment of grave danger.

At this moment, Ji Yuande stood on the crimson land, his brows deeply furrowed. Conflicts had flared up again in the nearby mining area, with bloodshed occurring, which filled him with a sense of powerlessness and agitation.

The people of the Heavenly Prince’s lineage were simply going too far. Did they really think the Ji family was easy to bully? He clenched his fists tightly, thinking, 'When the Void Great Emperor was alive, who would dare insult the Ji family?'

If it weren't for his consideration of the myriad races, he truly wished to suggest to the clan elders to use the Emperor Armament and wipe out the Heavenly Prince’s lineage completely.

However, the Son of God’s identity was too sensitive. His father was revered by all races, and truly acting against his followers could stir up a colossal storm.

“Haha… The Ji family are all weaklings, nothing special. And that Void Great Emperor they produced? In my opinion, he was nothing!”

From a distance, arrogant laughter echoed, reverberating through the ancient mining area, sounding particularly harsh.

Among the mining areas, many disciples were working. Upon hearing this, they all clenched their fists and glared furiously.

However, they eventually released their clenched hands powerlessly. On the other side were Path Severers; unless they used the family's heritage, how could they confront them?

Heaven and earth had changed. The Ji family had living fossils who had successfully severed their path at the first opportunity, but they could not compare with the ancient races. The ancient races had been sealed in divine sources and lived since the Primordial Era; their numbers far surpassed those of the human race.

In the past, the Undying Heavenly Sovereign had eight divine generals, and now these eight lineages of followers belonged to the Heavenly Prince, making him a significant and formidable power.

In this mining area, the Ji family had already retreated dozens of li, yet the Heavenly Prince’s lineage still frequently crossed the border, excavating hundreds of li into their territory. This was truly an act of egregious bullying.

Today, a jade essence was unearthed from an ancient mine of the Ji family. Although not large, it was extremely precious. The Heavenly Prince’s lineage learned of it, crossed the border, acted unscrupulously, seized it, and left behind a trail of corpses.

Ji Yuande’s face was ashen, his knuckles turning white from clenching, but in the end, he held back and did not act.

On the opposite side, the ancient race members were even more audacious, laughing uproariously. One of them said sinisterly, “So you’re Ji Haoyue’s uncle? Nothing special, it seems.”

“You are going too far!”

Before the ancient mine appeared a young man and woman, Ji Yuande’s own children. Seeing their father insulted, they both became agitated and wanted to rush forward and fight.

The group of ancient race members on the opposite side sneered repeatedly. Their leader mocked, “You’re Ji Haoyue’s cousins, aren’t you? You’re truly no good, far inferior.”

“You…” The young siblings trembled with rage, unable to swallow this insult. However, they were not old, and their cultivation was not particularly profound.

“Do you two still want to make a move? How about this, I won’t bully you; I’ll let my most incompetent disciple spar with you.” The leader sneered, with an expression of immense disdain.

Both young people clenched their fists and strode forward. They were truly unwilling to be despised like this, feeling they were shaming their ancestors' name.

Recalling when the Void Great Emperor was alive, he was revered by all four seas and admired by all under heaven. He quelled dark turmoil, battled foreign deities, and established glorious and immortal battle merits for the human race. Who wouldn't admire him?

Yet now, they had fallen to such a state, being humiliated in this manner, which they found unbearable.

“If you’re not convinced, then come forward. Let me see what’s so different about the so-called descendants of the Human Great Emperor.” An ancient race member stepped forward, laughing heartily.

The siblings ignored their father's calls, having reached their limit, finally stepped forward, ready to make a move.

“Get back here!” Ji Yuande roared in anger. He didn't want his two children to suffer needlessly, as the individuals opposite them had all been sealed in divine sources since the Primordial Era, living until the present day.

“Slap!”

From a distance, that powerful ancient race member sneered, and with a wave of his hand, struck out. Although the siblings had retreated at their father's command, several palm prints appeared on both their faces, and the sound of the slaps was sharp and piercing.

Everyone was stunned. In the past, even when the ancient races provoked them, they would never truly lay hands on the direct descendants of the Ji family. Was this an attempt to provoke the Ji family into war today?

Ji Yuande, Ji Haoyue's uncle, was enraged. His fury burned fiercely, and his eyes gleamed with a cold light. He strode forward, declaring, “From ancient times until now, no one has dared to insult my Ji family like this!”

“Is the Ji family so great? They only produced a Ji Xukong. What Human Great Emperor? I think he was unworthy of the name, far inferior to the Primordial Sovereigns!” The group opposite them sneered, then burst into laughter.

Just then, a dark light flickered in the sky, and a dark gold spear pierced down, pinning the arrogant ancient race member to the ground with a single thrust, blood splattering everywhere.

“A Human Great Emperor is not someone you mere clowns can defile!”