Chapter 1115: Talking about the Philosophy of Fists to the Saint

In the deepest part of Qishi Mansion, flashes of light illuminated the surroundings. Streaks and wisps of energy tore through the sky, leaving it riddled with holes and dotted with clusters of black holes. Sages were clashing!

The battle had reached a fever pitch. If any of the light waves struck the ground, a large section of the Central Plains would surely collapse, and at the very least, the purple spiritual mountain where Qishi Mansion stood would be obliterated.

Yet, despite the shouts and the splashing holy light, the place remained intact, never yielding.

"Qishi Mansion truly is a vital stronghold for humanity. Its ancient and rare terrain, combined with dao patterns, has made it an indestructible place!" a Primeval Sage muttered to himself, intensifying his assault with a peerless attack befitting a Sage King.

The Great Dao roared, and thousands of strands of immortal light descended from the sky, crushing down as if to turn the entire area into scorched earth.

All spectators blanched. In that moment, they witnessed the boundless starry sky, with brilliant galaxies pouring down, radiating infinite light, crushing the cosmos, threatening to overturn the entire place.

"Master of Qishi Mansion, are you still stubbornly resisting? Do you wish to see your clan annihilated, wiped out completely?" another Primeval Sage said coldly and domineeringly.

The sky was ravaged, a vast expanse where various lights danced and countless black holes flickered into existence, transforming into shattered space.

"You royal clans are truly going too far! Do you have no regard for any rules?!" the old Mansion Master of Qishi Mansion roared, his disheveled gray hair standing on end.

"What can you do if we are going too far?" a Primeval Sage retorted arrogantly, his face cold, his laughter echoing with lawless indifference, utterly unbridled and particularly grating to the ears.

In the distance, the revered elders of Qishi Mansion all changed color, clenching their fists. The invading Primeval Sages were truly fearless, infuriating them to the point where they wished to instantly eliminate them.

Unfortunately, these individuals were too powerful. How many strong experts among humanity in this era could truly contend with them?

"This is outrageous! These ancient races deserve to be cut into a thousand pieces! Are they really bullying us because humanity lacks Sages? Their arrogance has reached an extreme!" an old man from Qishi Mansion trembled with rage.

In that sacred ground, the battle grew even fiercer. The old Mansion Master, with his profound cultivation, astonishingly managed to withstand six Sages in a battle that had reached a white-hot intensity.

"Master of Qishi Mansion, why go to such lengths? It's simply not worth it for a Holy Body. If you sacrifice your own life, it will be too late for regrets."

"Heh heh, the old fellow is indeed strong, exceeding our expectations. But how long can you desperately hold on like this? In the end, you're destined to die in vain."

Six Primeval Sages fought the old Mansion Master, their battle energy surging, obscuring the dazzling sun. One Primeval Sage even summoned the holy radiance of the stars, transforming the area into a starry sky.

Meteors flew, comets streaked across the sky, and beams of light engulfed the place. The summoned power of the stars was terrifying, inundating the Central Plains region.

"You rely on your might and barge in here, but have you ever considered that one day, even stronger individuals might invade your clans and slaughter you until your souls are extinguished!" the old Mansion Master roared.

"Are you joking? With just your Qishi Mansion, or are you hoping for the Human Holy Body to achieve the Dao? Unfortunately, we won't give him the chance; today, his blood will splatter for a hundred feet!"

Six Primeval Sages appeared in the sky, simultaneously suppressing the old Mansion Master of Qishi Mansion. The area shimmered with colorful lights, each strand destructive. The collective battle of the Sages was an incredibly tragic sight.

If Qishi Mansion weren't a special place, with the entire purple mountain densely covered in dao marks, even the residual radiance from a Sage's attack would have been enough to annihilate this place dozens of times over.

"You were right about one thing just now: today, we are indeed bullying your human race. What can you do to us? Not only will we execute your human Holy Body, but we will also seize the Five-Colored Altar. You cannot stop us!"

Seeing that the battle dragged on, one of the Primeval Sages laughed wildly and arrogantly. He wanted to provoke the old Sage into a fit of rage, hoping to unsettle his mind.

"Since you are all so arrogant, and things have come to this, this old man will fight with all my might to keep a few of you here!" the old Mansion Master roared.

"Old man, today we've got you! We're bullying your human race because you have no one capable! What can you do!?" a Primeval Sage sneered arrogantly and domineeringly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, streaks of sword energy shot skyward from within Qishi Mansion. They were all chaotic sword lights, causing the surrounding sky to collapse and transform into a dead zone.

"What?! That chaotic killing formation was clearly deactivated, and it takes a long time to activate. How has it revived?!"

"Retreat quickly, get out of here, escape the killing formation!"

The faces of the Primeval Sages were filled with alarm, a flicker of fear appearing in their eyes. They all flew skyward, disappearing into the clouds, attempting to escape the confinement of the peerless killing formation left from ancient times.

"Pfft!"

A chaotic sword light swept past, and blood splattered dozens of feet high in the sky. It sliced through a Primeval Sage's chest and abdomen, splitting him open and cleaving him in two on the spot.

"Urgh..."

He shrieked, as a torrent of blood rained down. The light of his primordial spirit flared powerfully as he desperately tried to fly, tearing open space, attempting to escape.

However, this chaotic killing formation was too strange and terrifying, permeating everywhere and sealing space. He had no way to cross through it and escape. Especially the moment his blood splattered, the entire ancient killing formation revived, locking onto this Primeval Sage. All the chaotic sword lights simultaneously converged on him.

"Pfft!"

Thousands of chaotic lights struck, tearing the Primeval Sage's primordial spirit into disarray. His life force rapidly withered, from brilliant to flickering, all in an instant.

The terror of this chaotic killing formation was evident; it could even cut down a Sage. The faces of the Primeval Sages who had flown into the clouds turned extremely grim.

"No..."

The man let out one last, unwilling scream before being disintegrated into dust by the chaotic sword light, completely obliterated. An entire generation's Primeval Sage had fallen.

In the distance, the Big Black Dog's large, copper-bell-like eyes flickered with an ominous glow. It said, "As expected of Qishi Mansion, this killing formation is terrifying. It can rival some of the formation patterns of ancient Great Emperors, yet I've never heard of an Emperor emerging from this place." Its eyes suddenly brightened, widening as it thought of the Nine Secrets.

"What a trick! You planned for us to come here and intended to trap and kill us!" a Primeval Sage in the clouds roared furiously.

"Too bad, your plan is destined to fail! Today, we will surely eliminate you, old wretch!" The few Primeval Ancestors of the ancient race had escaped, with only one having been twisted into oblivion by the sword light.

At this moment, they stood high in the sky, their eyes like ice that had not melted for ten thousand years, cold and merciless, ready to unleash a massacre.

The old Mansion Master said calmly, "Since you've come to our doorstep, believing my human race can be bullied, then there's nothing more to say. We can only sacrifice blood to the formation and use killing to make our point."

Ye Tong, Yao Yuekong, Li Heishui, and others all clenched their fists, extremely excited. The old Mansion Master activating the chaotic killing formation and eliminating a Primeval Sage of the ancient race made them feel as if they could finally breathe again, as they had been suffocating badly just moments before.

Now, with only five Primeval Sages remaining, the old Mansion Master could likely fight them directly, no longer as passive as before.

However, before they could relax for a moment, a mighty wave surged forward, rapidly approaching from the horizon.

"You're right, today we'll sacrifice blood to the formation and use killing to make our point. We truly have your human race cornered, and what can you do if we bully you?!"

As that voice swept in, a seventh Primeval Sage of the ancient race appeared, their might immense. Blood-red clouds pressed down, thick as the sea, with an overpowering stench that was suffocating, as if a million blood-colored mountains were flying toward them.

Everyone's expression changed. A seventh Primeval Sage had appeared. The ancient race was making a huge move. How could they fight now? Could the old Mansion Master of Qishi Mansion still hold on?

The ancient race had mobilized a large force and would not rest until their objective was achieved. Even with preparation and countermeasures, without absolute strength, it would be futile!

Everyone was filled with worry. After all, this was a world where strength spoke loudest. Before so many Primeval Sages, any strategy was useless; one punch could shatter it all!

"It's fine," Ye Fan said calmly, stroking Huahua's little bald head and telling everyone not to worry.

"Are you sure... there won't be a catastrophe?" an elite disciple from Qishi Mansion asked.

Ye Fan said no more. This situation had been set in motion by the old Mansion Master half a year ago. The Five-Colored Altar was too dazzling, and some of the ancient race had long been eyeing it, intending to carry out their "golden cicada shedding its shell" scheme today.

When the old Sage first met him in the small tavern, he mentioned sending him into the Ancient Heavenly Road in six months, deliberately spreading rumors. He intended to "destroy" the Five-Colored Altar today and, at the same time, turn the tables on the ancient race.

"That old man is seeking his own death. The Human Holy Body will surely die, Qishi Mansion will be annihilated, and this Five-Colored Altar will also belong to us," a Primeval Sage said chillingly.

"Let's talk with strength. If you can't, then whatever reason your human race has is useless. You can only bow to us!" a Sage King said.

People were furious; the revered elders of Qishi Mansion were practically stomping their feet, but they lacked the strength to help.

These Primeval Sages would not enter the chaotic killing formation again. Having killed one Primeval Sage was the limit; it would be difficult to lure them further in.

"Oh, really? So, might makes right? Very well then, let this old man come and reason with you," an ancient voice suddenly resounded.

On the Five-Colored Altar, Ye Fan's body dissolved into a wisp of clear energy and vanished. In his place, a sickly old man appeared, having transformed into a different person!

"What?! It's him... Gai Jiuyou!"

"He... how did he get here, and when?"

"Quick, let's go!"

The faces of the Primeval Ancestors from the ancient race turned ashen, filled with unease. Without another word, they turned to leave.

"Since you've all come, as you said, let's use our fists to make a point."

Gai Jiuyou wore a sickly expression, his voice calm, devoid of any hint of aggression. Yet, with a single pointed finger, he instantly shifted the winds and clouds!

A beam of light from his finger shot skyward, like a falling sun, streaking across the universe and radiating eternal immortal brilliance!

A Primeval Sage instantly exploded on the spot, blood scattering and staining the heavens and earth. Without even a whimper, he was reduced to mangled remains.

The souls of the remaining five Primeval Sages were almost scared out of them. What kind of beings were they? Yet, one of them was shattered to pieces by a single finger, leaving everyone else trembling in terror.

"Don't leave! Let's continue reasoning. After we're done here, this old man will also visit each of your clans and patiently and thoroughly reason with you for half a day." Gai Jiuyou pointed another finger, and with a soft 'pfft', the second Primeval Sage turned into a pool of blood, body and spirit utterly destroyed.