Chapter 1063: Piercing Through the Sky

The arrogant Heavenly Sovereign Prince, who boasted of having the world's most supreme bloodline and looked down on everyone, has now been utterly annihilated in both body and spirit. It was a sight that left one sighing.

"What good are bloodlines or unique physiques if one lacks the corresponding heart? In the end, they are nothing more than weeds."

This was no time for contemplation. The vast, overwhelming saintly aura had spread throughout the entire mountain range, making the situation extremely perilous.

"Rumble!" Another wave of saintly power surged forth within True Sage City, transforming into a black sun that illuminated the sky. It blocked the powerful ancient saint, cutting off his path.

"The Black Tortoise Demon Saint has made his move," Ye Fan said.

Ye Fan had crossed into this area to kill the Heavenly Sovereign Prince precisely because he feared unforeseen circumstances. With the Black Tortoise Demon Saint stationed here, he could block the ancient ancestral kings at a critical moment.

"Clang."

The Holy Sovereign Prince took the Undying Heavenly Blade. He then immediately employed a secret technique to gather all traces of aura onto himself, making it appear as if he alone was responsible.

"There's no need for this. The ancestral kings among the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals won't listen to reason," Ye Fan said, shaking his head.

"If they won't listen to reason, someone else will explain it to them, slowly," the Holy Sovereign Prince stated gravely.

"All of you, leave," Ye Fan said, turning to Li Tian, Ye Tong, and the others, instructing them to retreat to Heavenly Village and not re-emerge.

"Master, please come with us!" Ye Tong pleaded, pulling at his sleeve with an anxious expression. Staying meant certain death, and even with Ye Fan's world-defying talent, he couldn't contend with a saint.

"As long as the green mountains remain, there'll be wood to burn. Endure for five hundred years, become a saint, and then return to slaughter these old tortoises, wiping them all out," the Dragon-Horse said with a ferocious look.

"The heavens have already been pierced; someone has to face the consequences, right?" Ye Fan sighed softly.

"No, hurry and leave! You can't fight them without becoming a saint... Enter the Purple Mountain; let's see who dares follow!" the Black Emperor said, staring at the soaring sacred light in the distance.

Ye Fan shook his head. Having killed the Heavenly Sovereign Prince, an immense upheaval was inevitable. The ancestral kings stationed in the Northern Region among the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals would certainly not listen to reason. The next step would most likely be a full-scale saintly war!

"I'm the one who pierced the heavens... I'll be the one to face it." His mind was made up.

"Master!" Ye Tong clenched his fists, his eyes red and brimming with tears, believing Ye Fan was going to his death.

"It's fine. I've prepared a grand gift for them. If they truly dare to push me..." Ye Fan's gaze deepened as he looked towards the eternal horizon.

"To be safe, let's leave here first. The truly supreme beings are arriving soon," the Holy Sovereign Prince said.

"Alright!" Ye Fan nodded.

At Ye Fan's unyielding insistence, Ye Tong, Li Tian, and the others all departed, taking refuge in Heavenly Village. With a Killer Saint guarding it and its extreme secrecy, their safety was assured.

The Black Emperor remained. It was skilled in grand dao formations, and in case of an accident, could assist in escape. Having acquired the Chessboard Formation patterns from Undying Mountain years ago, which could even bypass life-forbidden zones, its prowess was evident.

Ye Fan, Ji Zi, the Holy Sovereign Prince, and the Black Emperor crossed into the Northern Region and entered the Divine City's Heavenly Xuan Stone Workshop. There, they met the Saint Wei Yi, who sat by a brazier brewing immortal tea for enlightenment. The fragrant aroma permeated the air, and dao light radiated, making one feel as if they could ascend to immortality, their very bones becoming light.

Ye Fan and the others had departed, but the Southern and Central Regions were in an uproar. The heavens had been "pierced," and the outside world was in chaos, practically boiling over.

The Heavenly Sovereign Prince was dead... This news shook the world, causing the entire Eastern Wasteland to tremble violently. The whole world was shocked, and many simply couldn't believe it.

The Eight Divisions of Divine Generals wailed in mourning, clad in white, their grief immeasurable. The death of the Divine Scion felt like the sky itself had collapsed!

"How could this happen? The sole bloodline of the divine vanished, and we failed to protect it! We are sinners for all eternity!" The Eight Divisions' army cried out in anguish, a pall of gloom hanging over them as if a hundred thousand mountains had crumbled.

Among the Myriad Races, many gasped in disbelief, finding it inconceivable. It was an earth-shattering event that had occurred far too suddenly.

The Undying Heavenly Sovereign, unparalleled through the ages, supreme in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, invincible in all times—his sole remaining bloodline had been vanquished just like that? Many were utterly bewildered.

Ancient imperial clans like Blood Phoenix Mountain, Fire Qilin Cave, Primeval Lake, and Divine Silkworm Ridge were all stunned. The Heavenly Sovereign Prince had led so many south, only to be killed. It was truly an earth-shaking outcome.

On this day, the Northern Region quaked. From the main peaks outside that ancient palace, four ancient saints let out long roars, their might encompassing the sun and moon. Their ancestral forms streaked across the sky, heading south towards True Sage City.

"We demand an explanation! If the culprit does not appear, we will bathe the world in blood!"

These ruthless words shook mountains and valleys, echoing across the land. They were swiftly learned by all cultivators and spread throughout the Eastern Wasteland.

The defeat and slaying of the Heavenly Sovereign Prince outside True Sage City sent shockwaves across the land. The ensuing consequences were far more terrifying than imagined, with reactions varying wildly among different factions.

The wind howled through the towers, signaling an approaching storm. The entire vast wilderness became oppressive and utterly stifling. It was an unbearable atmosphere, the calm before a tempest.

"He actually died... The Undying Heavenly Sovereign was invincible throughout history. How could someone who inherited his physique and bloodline be killed?" Many ancient clans refused to believe it.

"Heh, so much for a divine scion. In the end, he was still slain, tarnishing his father's illustrious name."

"What a formidable human! First, he battled Huang Xudao and Huo Liner, and now he's killed the Heavenly Sovereign Prince. Even the ancient emperors' descendants have found their match!"

Currently, the Myriad Races coexisted in this era. Some were friendly towards humanity, some remained neutral, and others were quite hostile. Their reactions to this event were naturally completely different.

"This is a peerless hero, capable of opposing ancient imperial scions and ultimately slaying the Heavenly Sovereign Prince. It's truly astonishing! But he's brought about such a calamity, piercing the heavens themselves. How will this end?"

Some vaguely guessed that the Human Saint Body might have returned, but no one voiced it aloud.

The whole world was astonished, the land trembled. Every cultivator was paying attention, for this event's impact was immense.

The Heavenly Sovereign Prince's identity was exceptionally unique. Several Archaic Ancestral Kings traveled south, their rage piercing the nine heavens, vowing to bathe the world in blood and flatten the Southern Region.

"I'm the one who killed the Heavenly Sovereign Prince!" Amidst these surging undercurrents and raging winds, the Holy Sovereign Prince stepped forward in the Northern Region, announcing to the world that he took full responsibility.

Yet, all races knew that the Heavenly Sovereign Prince's demise was deeply connected to that powerful human. It was he who had whisked him away and killed him outside True Sage City.

"Holy Sovereign Prince, you must die!" the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals roared, their clamor nearly shattering the Central Region, as if the waters of the four seas were submerging the azure sky.

"Since you've stepped forward to admit it... then atone with your death!" an ancestral king bellowed, heading directly for the Northern Region, intent on killing the Holy Sovereign Prince at once.

"You needn't come; I'll go to True Sage City myself!" On that day, a golden Battle Saint Ape, its fur shimmering, roared skyward and vanished instantly.

Ye Fan, the Holy Sovereign Prince, Ji Zi, and the Black Emperor left the Divine City, unwilling to be trapped there by the ancient saint. They headed south.

"Black Emperor, is the formation platform alright? Don't let a saint intercept our path halfway."

"Not even Undying Mountain could stop the Chessboard Formation platform; it still allowed us to cross out. Try to block my path to survival, hmph hmph hmph..." the big black dog sneered proudly.

"Slow down... We'll set off again when the bells of Mount Sumeru ring," the Holy Sovereign Prince added.

At this moment, the Eastern Wasteland was in an uproar, almost turning the heavens upside down. The ancestral kings among the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals had vowed to kill the Holy Sovereign Prince, a move that threatened to tear the heavens completely asunder.

The death of the Heavenly Sovereign Prince was akin to piercing the heavens. If the Holy Sovereign Prince were to die, the consequences could be even graver.

This was a bitter imperial prince without a protector. Usually, no one interfered with him, but if a saint-level figure truly killed him, someone would likely go berserk, burning the Eastern Wasteland with battle blood and overturning heaven and earth.

Not to mention humanity, even the ancient clans felt their hair stand on end. An ancient saint heading to the Northern Region to kill the Holy Sovereign Prince... if successful, it would signify an immense upheaval.

"Dong..."

On that day, a deep, resonating bell toll echoed from Mount Sumeru, its sound reverberating for countless miles. The entire Great Thunderclap Temple emanated brilliant light, its Buddhist radiance illuminating all directions. Beings from across the ten directions prostrated themselves, and all ailments vanished.

"The bell has finally rung," the Holy Sovereign Prince said, his thoughts momentarily adrift upon receiving the news.

"Your grand gift won't be needed now. Quickly put it away, or it'll send shivers down people's spines," the Black Emperor told Ye Fan, letting out a long breath.

Deep within the mountains outside True Sage City, figures moved about, cultivators were everywhere, and the Myriad Races had all arrived.

Such a monumental event had occurred today that it was akin to the heavens being pierced. Not a single race was unconcerned; only grand masters had come, making the situation extremely grim.

A fierce storm was approaching. This was the brief calm before the collapse of heaven, and no one knew what would happen next.

"What?! The Holy Sovereign Prince is here, and that mysterious human expert has arrived too! They... they actually dare to show themselves?!"

"Whoosh."

The Central Region erupted in an uproar, everyone shaken and astounded, their clamor reaching the heavens. They had never imagined Ye Fan and the others would truly dare to come here.

The vast wilderness surrounding True Sage City was abuzz with human voices. All races were astonished, vaguely sensing that this matter was highly complex, far from as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"Perhaps... it involves the grievances of several great powers from the Archaic era!" Some ancient clan mountain lords were particularly perceptive.

The Holy Sovereign Prince, Ji Zi, and others arrived together, appearing outside True Sage City with calm expressions, utterly undisturbed.

"You actually dared to show yourself?!" A terrifying voice rang out, tearing through the sky. The entire firmament shattered, engulfed in chaotic mist, as if heaven and earth were collapsing.

All living beings trembled. Even those who had fled far away couldn't help but feel the urge to prostrate themselves in worship. This was true "saintly might," transcending the realm of "humanity."

"Why should I not dare? As a great man walking the earth with a clear conscience, where in this world can I not go?" The Holy Sovereign Prince raised his head, his body like divine gold, still fearless, standing with a great iron staff.

"You killed the divine's only scion! You are a sinner for all eternity, and even dying ten thousand times wouldn't atone for your crime!" Just a single voice caused the void to collapse and the sky to explode, silencing heaven and earth and making all things tremble in supplication.

The Holy Sovereign Prince laughed heartily, looking up at the sky. "He was just a good-for-nothing Heavenly Sovereign Prince, inferior in skill, and was slain right here. Why make such a fuss?"

A majestic voice thundered, "Insolence! He is a divine scion, revered by all races! You are his subject; you should kowtow! Kneel and beg for forgiveness!"

"Nonsense! 'Divine Scion' means nothing! He couldn't even defeat me in single combat, and I killed him all the same!" The Holy Sovereign Prince refused to yield, actually shouting back at the ancestral king.

In the distance, people didn't even dare to breathe, and the great ancient clans watched everything unfold with tension.

"You fool who doesn't know your place, daring to blaspheme a deity! If you're not killed today, heaven's laws will be defied!" A colossal hand reached down from the depths of the firmament. With a thunderous sound, all things perished, and chaotic energy surged forth as if to obliterate the world. It directly struck towards the Holy Sovereign Prince, aiming to crush him into paste.

Did they truly dare to strike? Everyone's scalps tingled with dread. Even the major Archaic Royal Clans were intermittently horrified. Some ancient clan leaders astutely concluded that today's events were absolutely not as simple as they appeared on the surface.