Chapter 1144: Killing Without Mercy

Chapter 1145: Kill Without Mercy

Fan Xian looked displeased as she ordered a group of masters to intercept Ye Fan and prevent him from going on a rampage. She sternly asked, "Ye Fan, do you know what you are doing?"

"I am merely killing Cao Qing," Ye Fan calmly replied.

Fan Xian's expression turned cold. "In this Holy Land, no matter one's identity, such large-scale slaughter is forbidden. Any disputes can be brought to the table; such reckless behavior will not be tolerated."

Within the Holy Land of Paradise, the Fan Clan held absolute authority. No one could challenge them; all disputes had to be resolved according to their will and rules, which could not be violated.

"He tried to kill me not long ago," Ye Fan stated deeply. "This light blue mecha was taken from his servant."

Fan Tian appeared not far away, his thick red hair and serious expression adding to his stern presence. "Put down your weapon. We'll discuss everything once my uncle returns, and you will receive an explanation."

"No. This is only between him and me; no one needs to arbitrate," Ye Fan refused to back down.

"Audacious! This is the Holy Land of Paradise, not the outside world! No one is allowed to break the Fan Clan's rules here!" an elder roared, filled with anger. Such incidents were grave for them. Battles involving ancient saint mechas had historically only occurred during external invasions, yet now, they were happening repeatedly internally, which was intolerable.

"Ye Fan, this is your fault. I don't wish for things to escalate. You will receive a fair explanation in a few days," Fan Xian said.

"In a few days?" Ye Fan shook his head. "I'm afraid I can't wait that long; I might be ambushed again. You should be aware that someone has been targeting me these past few days. If I miss this opportunity, I won't get another chance to kill Cao Qing."

"What do you mean? Do you intend to break the Fan Clan's rules?" an elder's expression was grim, ready to act at any moment.

"Ye Fan, you must think carefully. Are you truly going to disregard everything? Today, you are in the wrong, and I will not allow you to kill Cao Qing. This is the Fan Clan's Holy Land!" Fan Xian's face was frosty, her tone severe.

Beside her, Cao Qing remained perfectly calm and composed, his silver hair draped over his shoulders, his eyes deep. What was happening seemed to have nothing to do with him; he said nothing.

"I am in the wrong?" Ye Fan sneered coldly, sweeping his gaze over everyone present, then fixed his eyes on Fan Xian. "You only see me attacking him, but are you unaware that he previously sent people to kill me, and almost succeeded? I am merely retaliating."

Fan Xian's expression remained icy, still warning him to exit the mecha and wait for Fan Zhou and other major figures to return.

"Young man surnamed Ye, you are too conceited! Just because you have Fan Zhou's appreciation, do you truly believe you can run rampant? In Paradise, you are not allowed to act recklessly!" an old and experienced Fan Clan powerhouse roared.

The Cao family was a large clan with immense influence on the Eternal Main Star. No major power dared to easily offend them. Cao Qing came here for Fan Xian, indicating his unusual standing within his clan. The Fan Clan naturally tried to win him over and took great care of him. His ability to bring two auxiliary divine minerals from the Cao family for the refinement of the strongest physique evolution fluid clearly showed his status. Now that he was in trouble, even if the Fan Clan understood what was happening, they could not allow Ye Fan to kill him, and were determined to protect him.

"Young man, you are seeking your own death. It would have been fine if you had just stayed hidden, but now you dare to show up so arrogantly. Your death is imminent," Xuan Linfeng, filled with hatred, sneered grimly, wanting to avenge his grandson, Xuan Mo. He looked at the important Fan Clan figures and said, "Now that I'm attacking him, you have nothing to say, do you? He is seeking his own death and challenging your clan's prestige. I will deal with him for you."

The group of powerhouses on the scene remained silent, watching indifferently. Many stared at Ye Fan, blocking all directions to prevent his escape.

"He must die!" Tuo Luo's grandfather also had a grim expression, wishing he could instantly refine Ye Fan, utterly hating the young powerhouse before him.

"Since that's the case, there's nothing more to say." Ye Fan understood the situation. Although the Fan Clan wanted to recruit him and craved his undying golden blood, they could not let him kill Cao Qing and were determined to capture him.

Xuan Linfeng, a powerful Half-Saint from the Eternal Main Star, a person of prominent status and formidable strength, now piloted a silver-white mecha and charged forward, wielding a holy sword.

Ye Fan had now reached the Eighth Layer of Dao Severing, his strength extremely formidable. He could fiercely fight anyone below the Saint realm, and he even felt he might be able to challenge an ancient saint. Though he hadn't tested it, he had that feeling, and now with the light blue mecha, he was naturally fearless, like a tiger with wings!

He met the attack, his body transforming into a blue light. Though tall, he moved with agile swiftness, leaving behind powerful afterimages. The air exploded, emitting strange sounds.

Upon first contact, Ye Fan and Xuan Linfeng exchanged blows hundreds of times. The outcome of a super ancient saint mecha duel also depended on the pilot's own strength; the stronger the pilot, the more authentic and sharp the saintly might displayed.

As light blue radiance shimmered, the Blue Demon Blade in Ye Fan's hand transformed into a dazzling fireworks display. Blade light covered the sky, engulfing the firmament.

A gap was cleaved into the silver sword in Xuan Linfeng's hand, sparks flew everywhere, and patches of black holes appeared in the sky as saintly might fully erupted!

They almost reached outer space, soaring extremely high above the ground, engaging in a fierce confrontation. Ye Fan clearly had the upper hand. He went from being unfamiliar with the mecha's operation to becoming incredibly proficient, growing even more formidable.

Xuan Linfeng's expression changed. He slightly raised his left arm, and a beam of destructive light shot out—a sci-fi divine light powerful enough to penetrate planets. If hit, there would be little chance of survival.

Ye Fan roared, controlling the light blue mecha and unleashing its full power. First, he moved tens of thousands of zhang sideways, like an ancient saint traversing the void. Then, crossing his hands, he shook them, and light blue Dao traces spread like ripples, filling the firmament.

Xuan Linfeng violently shook. The mecha's energy shield couldn't withstand it either, shattering like crystal. The mecha violently vibrated, almost crushed.

"Stop him!" Fan Xian's expression changed. She hadn't expected Ye Fan to be so terrifying, so soon after just getting his hands on a mecha, defeating Xuan Linfeng. It was important to note that Xuan Linfeng was a person of prominent status and formidable strength, hailing from the Eternal Main Star, yet he had been defeated by Ye Fan.

Two great Fan Clan masters piloted mechas and soared into the sky, attacking Ye Fan. At the same time, Tuo Luo's grandfather, Tuo Mo Luo, also entered a green mecha and shot skyward. The three were incredibly fast, and even while in motion, they activated their heat weapons, firing three destructive beams of light at Ye Fan, intending to shatter him.

Ye Fan, using the mecha to display ancient saint-level combat power, showed a terrifying aspect. Activating the Movement Technique, he moved like a fleeting light, almost impossible to pinpoint.

He held the Blue Demon Blade and severed Xuan Linfeng's battle sword. Saint-level fluctuations permeated the air, the firmament exploded, and large areas of chaotic mist appeared.

Pressing his advantage relentlessly, he continuously cleaved out dazzling blue lights, the demon blade in his hand shimmering brightly, illuminating eternity.

With a terrifying sound of metal rending, he split Xuan Linfeng's mecha in half with one strike, dismantling this war machine and rendering it powerless. Tuo Mo Luo and the two Fan Clan powerhouses saw this and launched a full-power, fierce assault, intending to destroy Ye Fan.

Xuan Linfeng, terrified, broke out in a cold sweat. He immediately burst out of his severed mecha, attempting to flee. However, Ye Fan was unstoppable. His control over this war machine became even more proficient, and he forcefully broke out of the encirclement of the three mechas.

"Where do you think you're going!" He wielded the blue demon blade, his whole body shining with an ocean-like luster, and caught up in a single stride.

Xuan Linfeng was scared out of his wits. He was indeed a Half-Saint, but facing an ancient saint mecha, he seemed somewhat inadequate. He fled in terror; everything had gone beyond his expectations.

Ye Fan's strike descended. The several-zhang-long blue demon blade cut out a faint light, cleaving onto Xuan Linfeng's body. Such a massive blade falling seemed less like a cleave and more like a crushing hammer blow. Xuan Linfeng instantly turned into a mass of blood and shattered bones, splattering everywhere. His primordial spirit couldn't escape; both his body and spirit were destroyed.

"This young man's sharpness is fully revealed; he is too terrifying! He is a natural-born battle saint! He even killed such a powerful Half-Saint!" many in the Fan Clan exclaimed in shock.

The next moment, Ye Fan turned back and rushed straight towards Tuo Mo Luo, intentionally avoiding the two Fan Clan experts, primarily attacking the Half-Saint piloting the mecha.

"This is bad, we can't subdue him! Quickly, send for the elders to deploy and bring the most elite war machines!" Fan Xian's expression changed. Each ancient saint-level mecha was precious, requiring unimaginable cost to create, enough to cause a considerable clan to decline. Major powers also had a limited number of them.

The battle raged in the sky. Ye Fan fought one against three with ease. He became even more powerful; his battle blood boiled within him, and golden qi diffused, almost dyeing the light blue mecha golden. At this moment, he had an impulse to confront ancient saint mechas with his bare body. This feeling grew stronger. Having successfully broken through, he stood at the Eighth Layer of Dao Severing, his strength having greatly increased. In a trance, he felt he could fight an ancient saint without even using a mecha.

Ye Fan unleashed his power. Golden qi diffused, and one strike swept across, severing the right arm of Tuo Mo Luo's mecha, causing a small explosion there, with lightning intertwined and the void collapsing.

Tuo Mo Luo's heart chilled. The terrifying nature of this young man surpassed imagination; he was so frightened his hair stood on end, his heart pounding. He could no longer hold on and turned to flee.

"Where do you think you're going? Didn't you want to kill me?" Ye Fan pursued him.

A chill also rose in the hearts of the two Fan Clan experts. In this battle, several of them couldn't stop just one person. The opponent was becoming even more formidable and terrifying, moving as if entering an uninhabited land.

With a huge roar, flames soared into the sky, Dao runes flickered, then a large area collapsed. Ye Fan, holding the Blue Demon Blade, vertically sliced Tuo Mo Luo's mecha, shaking him out of it, and he coughed up large mouthfuls of blood.

A blue Dao light flashed, and another Half-Saint exploded, leaving no bones, his primordial spirit turning to ash, utterly annihilated by Ye Fan!

Long shouts came from deep within Paradise. Veteran powerhouses of the clan were dispatched, piloting mechas, transforming into several streaks of light and rapidly approaching.

Ye Fan's expression changed. Time was short. He had to eliminate Cao Qing before the others arrived, or the chance would be slim. Piloting the ancient saint war machine, he activated the Movement Technique in the sky, greatly increasing its power, which could be called instantaneous movement, and appeared on the ground.

"Ye Fan, stop! It's still not too late to retreat. My uncle will give you a fair explanation when he returns. You cannot kill Cao Qing now!" Fan Xian shouted.

At this point, how could Ye Fan stop? He rushed forward in a few steps, wielding the Blue Demon Blade, and cleaved forward, a torrent of blue light, like a vast ocean, surging forth.

"Stop him!" Fan Xian's expression changed, and she commanded loudly. Ye Fan was actually going to kill his enemy right in front of her, disregarding her completely. The two mechas in the sky descended, all striking fiercely, attacking Ye Fan's back, intending to crush him.

Ye Fan moved sideways, his footwork unpredictable, transforming into a blue light, darting left and right. Each change covered tens of thousands of zhang, terrifyingly fast.

Cao Qing finally showed a change in expression. He had never encountered such a person. Ye Fan dared to run rampant even on the Fan Clan's territory. Was he not afraid of the frantic retaliation from these plunderers? This was utterly reckless!

Cao Qing quickly dodged. Someone who wasn't afraid of the Fan Clan, the most terrifying major power in the Immortal Feather Star Sea, must surely be a madman. Talking was useless; the only option was to escape this ordeal first. At this moment, he transformed into thousands, with illusions everywhere. Some flew into the sky, some burrowed into the ground, rushing in all directions, dazzling the eye.

An ordinary person would surely frown; this secret technique was terrifying, making it impossible to distinguish which was real. However, Ye Fan had deeply studied this path; to master the miraculous technique of 'One Qi Transforms Three Purities,' he had been comprehending various clone techniques for years. One could say, Cao Qing demonstrating it before him was truly like displaying one's meager skill before a master. Moreover, his Source Heaven-Eye was different from other Heaven-Eyes; it could see origins. He instantly perceived Cao Qing's true body, and holding the Blue Demon Blade, advanced and cleaved forward, intending to pulverize him.

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying sense of crisis emerged. Cao Qing conjured several secret artifacts; they flew towards him and immediately exploded with astonishing power!

"Capable of harming a saint! These are ancient saint-level forbidden artifacts!" Ye Fan exclaimed in surprise, quickly dodging. At the same time, he slashed in the void, opening a dimensional space, manifesting the Primordial Chaos secret technique obtained from Wang Teng, executing "Eternal Banishment." A large, cross-shaped rift appeared, swallowing all the exploding forbidden artifacts into a mysterious sub-dimension. But even so, the terrifying power of the forbidden artifacts still manifested, creating patches of black holes where they were, and that dimensional space was shattered.

"Now, let's see where you can go!" Ye Fan roared.

A dazzling light shot out from Cao Qing's skull. It was a divine and valiant man in green robes, who roared, "Who dares to harm my descendant?" A powerful saintly might instantly swept over everyone, fluctuating like a vast ocean, startling everyone.

"It's the Cao family's Ancestral Saint, Cao Tianjun!" Many were horrified, revealing expressions of shock, not expecting him to appear.

"I'm the one who wants to kill him!" Ye Fan didn't even frown. He still strode forward, cleaving with the Blue Demon Blade. "Just a mere imprint, and you think you can stop me?"

Cao Tianjun roared, letting out an earth-shattering bellow, and pounced on Ye Fan. This was an extremely fast and fierce confrontation, happening in a flash. Ultimately, Cao Tianjun's imprint vanished, having been eliminated by Ye Fan! Everyone was shaken.

In the distance, long shouts reverberated, as the Fan Clan's powerhouses finally arrived. They began to act from a great distance.

"Ye Fan, you must think carefully! This is the Fan Clan's Holy Land; I will not allow you to kill Cao Qing!" Fan Xian shouted loudly.

"Then there's nothing more to say," Ye Fan raised his blade and brought it down.

"Attack him with full force! Save Cao Qing!" Fan Xian cried out.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Ye Fan was as swift as a bolt of lightning. A blue light descended, splitting Cao Qing apart. Blood splattered, staining Fan Xian's short skirt, and even some fresh red blood beads fell onto her pure white legs.