Chapter 1038: 挑翻天

**Chapter 1039: Toppling the Heavens**

A black long spear had pinned an ancient race member to the ground. The dark golden shaft trembled, and blood oozed out, sending shivers down one’s spine.

From the sky, a magnificent figure rapidly descended, stepping down with a powerful gust of wind that sent sand and stones flying across the red mining area, stirring up a furious hurricane.

“Who dares to cause trouble in the forbidden land of the gods? Do you have a death wish?” they cried. These people revered the Undying Heavenly Sovereign as a god, being descendants of the Eight Divine Generals.

“It’s a human! You must have a death wish to dare to attack our clan’s mining area. We’ll make you sacrifice your blood to this land!” they roared. Usually, they were accustomed to their superior status, with most humans enduring their provocations. They had always been the instigators, never having experienced such a direct assault.

The dozen or so individuals at the front had icy eyes. Holding ancient weapons, they all pointed towards the sky, intent on piercing the descending figure and drenching the mining area with his blood.

“Clang!”

With a flash of light and shadow, Ye Fan descended. His right leg swept horizontally, grinding a row of weapons into slag as if using a world-grinding disc. He then moved through the air with unbelievable speed, stepping from one person’s head to the next.

He landed some distance away, his clothes entirely unstained.

“Poof!”

Behind him, the dozen or so individuals’ eyes were wide with terror. Their skulls all burst open, sending a dozen waves of blood meters high before their corpses crumpled to the ground.

Further back, the most powerful among them felt a horrifying aura, their pupils rapidly constricting. They instinctively retreated several hundred meters.

“The Human Emperors are revered by the Four Seas, admired by all under heaven, and worshipped by myriad races! How dare you insult them like this? You have a death wish. None of you shall leave today!” Ye Fan’s voice was utterly cold.

Behind him, Ji Yuande’s eyes gleamed, while his two children trembled with excitement. Moments earlier, they had been utterly humiliated, their faces marked by red slap prints like bloody birthmarks, feeling as though they had disgraced their ancestor’s name.

Now, the young brother and sister clenched their fists, their bodies almost convulsing. It was as if they were experiencing it firsthand, as if they themselves were striking down the ancient race members who had insulted the Void Emperor.

“Who are you?” several ancient race members on the opposite side demanded, their expressions grim. For years, they had always been the provocateurs; nothing like this had ever happened before.

“Boom!”

Strands of dao marks appeared, and the void distorted, rumbling like a colossal drum. A large hand reached out, grabbing toward the Dao Slayer among them.

This was the very ancient race member who had just slapped the young brother and sister, leaving a bloody red palm print on their faces. Ye Fan naturally wouldn’t let him off, intent on seizing him.

“How dare you!” the ancient race expert roared, enraged. Despite being sealed since primeval times, his true body was still in its prime at this cultivation realm, and he had always been unruly.

Now, someone dared to treat him with such contempt, trying to catch him like a chick—this naturally enraged him. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of divine light containing a spiral-grooved divine cone. It shimmered with auspicious light, shooting towards Ye Fan’s palm, intending to pierce through it.

However, the anticipated scene of gushing blood and shattered hand bones did not occur. Instead, the large hand pressed down forcefully, causing the King’s Divine Cone to dim, shatter inch by inch, and fall to the ground.

“Bang!”

Ye Fan grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer, his icy gaze causing the temperature in the area to plummet rapidly.

“How dare you!” the ancient race member cried out in shock and fury, a profound sense of humiliation rising within him as he struggled violently.

“I dare not?” Ye Fan sneered, releasing him. Then, with a resounding “Pa!” he delivered a powerful slap that sent the ancient race member flying, a long stream of blood spilling from his mouth.

“Bang!”

Before he could even fall, Ye Fan’s large hand reached out, snatching him from mid-air. He clamped the ancient race member’s collarbone and lifted him upside down.

“Let go of me!” the ancient race member roared furiously. His body erupted with blazing purple light as he unleashed forbidden self-destructive power, shattering several fetal bones to release his full potential, aiming to destroy Ye Fan’s palm.

“An insignificant glow from a mere grain of rice!”

Ye Fan’s lips curled into a cold sneer. He tossed the ancient race member into the air, then brought a palm down like a batter hitting a ball, slamming him to the ground. His joints cracked, and blood spilled from his mouth and nose.

Of course, this was the result of Ye Fan showing mercy. Otherwise, there would have been no intact body, only a pile of mud and shattered bones.

The ancient race members further back felt a chill run through their bodies. That was a Dao Slayer, yet in front of this person, he was utterly helpless, like a scarecrow to be battered at will.

“What do I have to fear in capturing you?” Ye Fan said coolly. He grabbed him once more, and no matter how fiercely he struggled, it was futile.

This time, Ye Fan grabbed him like a dead dog, then squeezed hard, his bones creaking as they nearly snapped inch by inch.

“Bang!”

Ye Fan heavily threw him in front of the Ji family’s mining area. Countless resource-gathering disciples watched, all dumbfounded. Who was this person, capable of suppressing an ancient race Dao Slayer with such ease?

“You, too, wished to insult the Void Emperor. Now, atone for your sins.”

Ye Fan felt a surge of anger. Ji Ziyue and Ji Haoyue both had close ties to him, and witnessing their cousins’ humiliation truly infuriated him.

He kicked the person up, sending him in an arc to land in front of the young brother and sister, and said, “The slap marks he left on your faces, you can return them now.”

Ji Yuande’s eyes gleamed with surprise and uncertainty. This person before him was too powerful. Who was he, to stand up for them in such a manner?

His two children were even more eager, both wanting to know the identity of this mysterious figure. As they looked at the person on the ground, their muscles tensed, ready to strike.

“It’s alright, go ahead,” Ye Fan said with a slight smile.

“Bang!”

The older brother could not restrain himself, instantly kicking out. He sent the Dao Slayer flying dozens of meters, rolling like a broken gourd.

“Slap!”

The young girl touched the bloody mark on her face, then swung her delicate hand, delivering a resounding slap to the ancient race expert. His face flushed scarlet—entirely from rage!

“What are you? You insult my Void Ancestor! If he were alive, even the Primordial Emperors would not dare to speak so arrogantly!”

The two young siblings had been greatly wronged earlier, their eyes welling with tears. Now, the brother swung his hand, delivering slaps, while the sister raised her delicate foot to kick, making loud smacking sounds.

Though this ancient race expert possessed sturdy bones and muscles, he couldn’t help but cough up large mouthfuls of blood. This was entirely due to rage; to think that he, a dignified Dao Slayer, was being kicked and slapped by two juniors—it truly infuriated him to the core.

In the distance, a group of ancient race members erupted in fury, all roaring. Ye Fan’s actions had been too swift for them to intervene, and now, witnessing the two young children from the Ji family treating their expert in such a manner, they were naturally enraged.

A group of people crossed the boundary, rushing forward with murderous intent. Seeing that a major battle was unavoidable, Ye Fan’s expression remained cold. He stepped forward, extended a finger, and a brilliant sword wave materialized, spreading outward.

Indistinguishable from real waves, it blazed dazzlingly. This was transformed sword energy, indiscriminately attacking all who crossed the boundary. Vast swathes of bloody light appeared, and blood mist swirled.

This was a massacre, utterly devoid of suspense. Over sixty individuals were instantly reduced to blood and bone fragments. Wherever the sword wave passed, no one could resist; they shattered upon mere contact.

Even the Ji family members were stunned. Ji Yuande muttered to himself, “Even if Haoyue returned, or Ziyue appeared, they wouldn’t possess such combat power.”

The young brother and sister, too, had tears in their eyes. The departure of the two prodigious Ji family siblings made them feel a deep longing, for they were their most admired and beloved older brother and sister.

On the ancient race side, there was utter silence; they were all terrified. Who exactly was this person?

“Are you the madman who appeared in the Fire Spirit Ravine?” someone called out from a distance. This mining area was guarded by two Dao Slayers, and this was the other one. A descendant of the Eight Divine Generals, he usually held himself in high regard. Now, facing such a defeat, the shock in his heart was immeasurable.

“Clang!”

The dark golden long spear, stuck in the ground, shimmered with resplendent immortal light. It automatically pulled itself out of the earth and, under the impetus of Ye Fan’s divine spirit, transformed into a black streak that pierced through the nine heavens before turning and shooting downwards.

“Poof!”

Blood splashed several meters high as the black long spear pierced through his body, carrying him hundreds of meters away to pin him to a giant stone monument, where he met an untimely death.

The ancient race’s territory erupted into instant chaos. One Dao Slayer was being slapped into the ground, and another had just met a violent end. How could they possibly resist?

The remaining few attempted to flee, but Ye Fan would not give them a chance. Pressing his fingers together like a blade, he slashed forward, unleashing a rolling wave of black energy that instantly submerged everything in front of him.

“Poof, poof…”

Blood bloomed like flowers as Ye Fan’s full-power strike swept hundreds of miles, cleanly slaughtering everyone in his path. It was an overwhelming, unhesitating demolition.

Afterward, he ascended into the sky, spear in hand, and entered deeper regions. He utterly toppled the Heavenly Sovereign’s Son’s territory, turning the very earth into dust with a single strike.

Finally, he collected all the rare treasures from the source library. The crystal-clear source stones piled up like small mountains, indicating a bountiful harvest.

When Ye Fan returned, the young brother and sister were quite decisive. With a raise of their hands and a swift cut, they severed the Dao Slayer’s head, chopping it into several pieces as if it were a watermelon.

“Ah…”

The sealed primordial spirit screamed, filled with profound unwillingness and humiliation, looking utterly savage. Ye Fan read the memories within its sea of consciousness, then shattered it with a slap, reducing it to ashes.

“Is the Ji family’s situation truly so dire?” Ye Fan sighed, asking the father and his two children.

“Not exactly,” Ji Yuande sighed. “They don’t dare to cause trouble in the Southern Domain; they only provoke incidents in this adjacent source mining area.”

Over the years, not all ancient races have been hostile to humans. A considerable portion of them are quite friendly, acknowledging the coexistence of all races.

However, a radical faction of ancient races wished to exterminate all humans.

With so many races, each holding different views, their relationships were intricate and complex, difficult to fully explain.

The father and his two children repeatedly asked for Ye Fan’s name but received no answer. Watching his silhouette disappear into the horizon, Ji Yuande muttered emotionally, “Haoyue, Ziyue, can you still return in this lifetime?”

He was the uncle of Ji Haoyue and Ji Ziyue. As children, they had often followed him; blood was thicker than water, and he loved them deeply. Now, seeing a junior Dao Slayer prove so invincible, he naturally felt a mix of emotions, his thoughts turning to the Ji family’s two prodigies.

Ye Fan, spear in hand, set off, single-handedly entering the Heavenly Sovereign’s Son’s next stronghold and commencing another ruthless purge.

He swept through, eradicating the Heavenly Sovereign’s Son’s strongholds one by one, wiping out many descendants of the Eight Divine Generals.

On this day, news spread rapidly, startling the Eastern Wasteland and shaking the world. The Four Seas trembled violently, the Five Domains erupted in an uproar, and the entire world was stunned!

Ye Fan transformed into a demonic monarch, cold and ruthless, aiming to force out and slay the Heavenly Sovereign’s Son.

Never before had a day been so abuzz with discussion. Everyone speculated on the identity of the one daring to mobilize such a force to kill the Heavenly Sovereign’s Son.

The iron-blooded slaughter continued. Ye Fan fought relentlessly, sweeping across the land, and in just one day and one night, he toppled all eighteen of the Heavenly Sovereign’s Son’s vital strongholds in the Eastern Wasteland!

His body was stained with specks of blood, and his long spear drank deeply of enemy blood. It was unknown how many he had slain, but his entire being exuded a chilling aura.

“For so many years, the Heavenly Sovereign’s Son has reigned over the Eastern Wasteland, looking down upon the world as all heroes retreated. Who is this person, to truly dare to strike like this?!”

“This one… is truly a divine being! To dare to confront the son of the Undying Heavenly Sovereign alone, there will surely be a fierce struggle like that between a dragon and a tiger.”

Ye Fan swept across the land, taking one day and one night to eradicate eighteen strongholds. This news shook the world like a thunderclap; everyone was stunned.

People had initially thought he would only manage to overturn a few locations, which would already be remarkable. They never expected him to be so fiercely dominant, slaughtering everywhere and turning all eighteen locations into scorched earth, with all kings brought to justice!

In just one day and one night, he had almost toppled the entire Eastern Wasteland!

The entire world was in an uproar. This battle outcome was jaw-dropping, almost unbelievable. Was this a reincarnation of the God of War? He had swept through the entire Eastern Wasteland in just one day and one night.

Afterward, people tallied that while not every one of the eighteen vital locations had a Dao Slayer, combined, there were a staggering thirteen!

This number sent shivers down spines; blood obscured the sky. The bloody reality demonstrated to the world how terrifying this battle was: thirteen Dao Slayers slain in just one day and one night!

As for ancient race members of other cultivation realms, they were countless. Blood covered the ground at all eighteen battlefields, and bone fragments lay scattered everywhere, a truly horrifying sight.

A night that startled the world—this was a tempest that stirred the world, a thunderous might that shook the entire land. All cultivators watched with bated breath, for everything that had transpired was too shocking and unbelievable.

“Who exactly is he?”

“This person seems to have no past; how did he suddenly appear, fighting bloody battles across the Eight Desolations for a day and a night, proving invincible under heaven? What is his identity?”

This was the answer the entire world desperately wanted to know.

This mysterious, invincible expert captured everyone’s attention and fueled widespread speculation; everyone longed to know his origin.

“Why did Ye Fan act preemptively?”

“Why so sudden? How did Ye Fan suddenly unleash such thunderous might, sweeping through so many of the Heavenly Sovereign’s Son’s followers?”

At this moment, not only the common people but even those aware of Ye Fan’s identity—like Li Tian, Dongfang Ye, and Li Heishui—were confused, unsure why he had acted so early.

“Quickly notify the Saint Prince; tell him to come out of seclusion. A storm is coming, and the great decisive battle has begun ahead of schedule!”

“Exactly, let the battle begin! Mobilize forces, be ready to provide support at any time, and ignite a full-scale conflict!”

Ye Fan’s attack had far-reaching implications. The decisive battle with the Ancient Prince might now begin early, stirring up winds and clouds across the land. The entire world waited in anticipation.