Chapter 1157: God Island Withers

Chapter 1158: The Divine Island Withering

A bright moon illuminated the starry sky, its pure white divine light radiating in all directions. Ye Fan arrived, walking on the moon, like a god of slaughter, ascending one of the Qi family's divine islands, unbeknownst to the outside world.

He threw two blood-stained heads to the ground, startling the group of people and making their hair stand on end. A chill ran down their spines, and no one dared to act rashly again.

"Ascetic from outside this domain, what do you intend to do? This is the Immortal Feather Qi Clan; you mustn't act recklessly!" a person with a close relationship to Qi Yun shouted.

"What do I intend to do? You're asking the obvious!" Ye Fan, treading on moonlight, covered a thousand zhang in a single stride, arriving in an instant. He smashed that person into pieces with one punch, blood splattering everywhere.

He had come to kill, to deal with Qi Yun and eliminate him; there was nothing more to be said.

An old man stepped forward and said, "Young man named Ye, I've heard you have a good relationship with our clan's pearl, and Elder Brother Qi Kun also greatly admires you. Your actions will damage our relationship and lead to severe consequences."

"How dare you say that?" Ye Fan's voice was cold. "Who sent out a mothership to besiege and kill me in conjunction with the Cao family? I saved Qi Meng, and this is how you repay me?"

With a single step, the island nearly collapsed, and massive cracks appeared on the ground. With a bang, he blasted that person away, who then turned into ashes in the air.

"Let's talk this over," a middle-aged man said. "Our Immortal Feather Qi Clan bears no ill will. Elder Brother Qi Kun has already spoken, wishing to invite you to be a first-class guest elder."

"But the truth is, you wanted to kill me!" Ye Fan stared hard at everyone.

The middle-aged man continued, "Well... generally speaking, our Immortal Feather Qi Clan wishes to befriend you. Some unpleasant things may have happened today, but they were merely the actions of a few individuals. Let's talk this over."

"If I wanted to negotiate," Ye Fan sneered, "I wouldn't have come to this divine island; I would have gone directly to meet Qi Kun. Are there people on this island who genuinely wished for my visit?"

This was Qi Yun's main base. His assembled subordinates were all of one mind with him and had all boarded warships to pursue and kill Ye Fan. There was nothing to discuss.

"Indeed, Lord Qi acted impulsively today," said the middle-aged man, who was Qi Yun's nephew-in-law, speaking again. "But fortunately, no major mistake was made. Please, young brother, calm your anger. We are willing to offer compensation."

Ye Fan gave him a cold glance, no longer speaking to him. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Qi Yun in the back and said, "Old scoundrel, how long do you intend to hide? Do you really think you can escape this calamity?"

Qi Yun's veins throbbed. His nephew-in-law and others had just humbled themselves, trying to make excuses for him, but it was utterly useless. The opponent's aggression made his expression turn ugly.

From beginning to end, he felt no remorse, though fear lurked in his heart. Yet, he refused to humble himself and beg for mercy. Instead, with a gloomy face, he secretly sent a message, instructing someone to send out a signal and request reinforcements.

"Why aren't you speaking?" Ye Fan cast a sidelong glance at him.

"Powerful one from outside this domain, don't go too far," said a hot-tempered militant. "We admit our mistake and are willing to pay the price to compensate. Do you still want us to kneel and beg for mercy?"

"Pfft!"

Ye Fan had a cruel smile on his lips. He threw a punch, and that person was instantly turned into a bloody mist, both body and soul annihilated.

"Your assertiveness and arrogance have become a habit," Ye Fan continued. "Even in this situation, you can't drop your pretense. Anyone who didn't know would think I came to beg you for mercy. Now, who is the butcher, and who is the fish?"

Many people's expressions changed. The young man opposite was ruthless, clearly a formidable character. He had already killed several people in moments without even a frown. Now, no one dared to speak carelessly; each of them kept their mouths tightly shut.

"This time, I was wrong," Qi Yun said, his expression indifferent and blank. "What do you want? My Qi Clan can offer you some divine minerals as compensation."

"There's no need for that," Ye Fan said. "Repaying with your life will be enough!"

Several people stepped out from behind Qi Yun, each of them showing angry expressions and eyes gleaming with ferocity, shouting in unison.

"Boom!"

They had been preparing for a long time, activating an ancient formation. Simultaneously, a batch of terrifying thermal weapons emitted dazzling light, sweeping forward and launching an assault.

"Everyone, attack! Kill him together!" these people shouted. "The message has already been sent out. We believe a large army will come to assist in a moment; even the Ancestral Saints will be alarmed!"

At the same time, Qi Yun entered an ancient saint mecha and quickly fled into the distance, hoping to escape this calamity.

"Since I dared to come here, do you think I'd fear your petty tricks?" Ye Fan's expression was calm. As the Six Paths Samsara Fist intent unfolded, the formation patterns in front of him underwent a great destruction.

Then, five-colored divine light appeared behind him, sweeping away all the thermal weapon light and annihilating them completely.

He also entered an ancient saint war tool, employing the secret art of the Golden Divine Treasury. In the next instant, golden sacred bells, divine swords, heavenly pagodas, treasure umbrellas, and other items appeared together, all dazzling brilliantly, transforming into streams of light and surging forward.

This was an indiscriminate attack!

"Pfft," "Pfft"...

Streaks of bloody light and flowing blood stained the divine island red. Everyone who rushed forward to attack Ye Fan was shattered; almost no one could withstand this attack.

On this divine island, there were no motherships or the most powerful cosmic war tools. How could these people contend with Ye Fan?

They could only rush to their deaths. He was like a harvester, each sweep bringing a large spray of blood. Wherever he went, blood rained and wind howled, and corpses fell in rows.

"Old scoundrel, do you still think you can escape?" As soon as Ye Fan unfolded the "Xing" character secret, he instantly cut off the path ahead.

"Everyone, attack him together, block him!" someone instigated, shouting encouragement. "Our army will arrive shortly, and Ancestral Saints will surely emerge!"

"I only need a breath to kill; why would I need so much time?" Ye Fan said ruthlessly. "Anyone who blocks me will die!"

Five-colored divine light flashed, and the Six Paths Samsara Fist struck. With popping sounds, one corpse after another exploded; they were not even on the same order of magnitude. This place was enveloped in large swathes of bloody mist.

Qi Yun flew into the sky, but under the "Bing" character secret, his ancient saint mecha became disobedient, quickly lost control, and fell.

"You... you can't act recklessly!" Qi Yun panicked. "I am the younger brother of the Qi family's head, a direct descendant of the main lineage." Everyone fears death, and experiencing it firsthand at the brink of death, he completely cowered.

"It is precisely you I mean to kill!" Ye Fan said chillingly.

"No, if you kill me, you'll face trouble," Qi Yun said, his face ashen. "But if you show mercy, you can move freely on Immortal Feather Star in the future, and we will give you endless benefits."

"Even if I kill you, I can still move freely here," Ye Fan said indifferently. "Besides, don't overestimate yourself. I truly don't find your status illustrious; you're just an annoying rat. Killing you is nothing more than that!"

"I'll fight you to the death!" Qi Yun's face was bloodless. He wanted to go for a mutual destruction, detonating this ancient saint mecha.

"Crack!"

Ye Fan had already made his move first, cleanly and decisively. Five-colored divine light flashed behind him, slicing off the lower half of the ancient saint war tool, sending sparks flying everywhere.

Then, he followed up with another punch, instantly turning its core into a ball of light, reducing it to dust.

Ye Fan grabbed Qi Yun and pulled him out, saying, "I've killed people hundreds of times stronger than you. Old scoundrel, how dare you provoke me?"

"No..." Qi Yun cried out, completely collapsing and unable to help but beg for mercy.

"Pfft!"

Blood flew two or three meters high. Ye Fan crushed him with a single grab, then turned and walked away without looking back, disappearing into the horizon.

The cold moonlight shone down, leaving the divine island a mess. Corpses lay everywhere, Qi Yun's lineage withered, suffering heavy casualties. This was destined to be a restless night.

The Immortal Feather Qi family erupted in chaos. This divine island was somewhat remote, and its perimeter had been confined by runes laid by Ye Fan, cutting off space. Nevertheless, what had happened was still quickly detected.

This was a drastic change. Warships roared, and ancient saint war tools appeared en masse, sealing off the area. The clamor shook the heavens.

"It won't be long before the events here spread throughout Immortal Feather Star, and will certainly alarm the Cao family," Ye Fan muttered to himself. "I'll take this opportunity to sneak over and launch a surprise attack." He disappeared in an instant.

This was an ancient mountain range where auspicious energy steamed. This place housed a base of the Cao family, its location quite superior, rumored to be the ancient Great Saint's training ground.

Three motherships were docked at three different positions within the enormous training ground. Waves of immortal qi permeated from the mountain range, and small warships were docked on every mountaintop.

"What a truly wonderful place!" As soon as Ye Fan arrived, he couldn't help but exclaim. This was a place where dragons ascended and spirits gathered, where auspicious energy gushed forth and divine light shimmered—a rare and precious cultivation ground.

The more he looked, the brighter his eyes became. He had to admit that the Cao family's methods were extraordinary; they must have expended great effort to have been able to seize this ancient training ground.

Even ordinary ancient saints would not be blessed enough to enter this place. It was definitely an ancient Great Saint's meditation place, and even now, various runes were still shimmering, not all of them having been obliterated.

This place was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even ancient saints would frown upon arriving, finding it hard to break in. One careless trigger of a restriction could lead to a fatal disaster.

Ye Fan entered his mecha, capable of unleashing saint-level power, but he did not rush in recklessly. Instead, he let out a cold chuckle.

"What a great place!" he thought. "There are thousands of ordinary dragon veins here. Most importantly, two rarely seen main dragon veins are intertwined, and they are still alive!"

Ye Fan had originally been wondering how to break in, but after seeing this terrain, a smile almost cramped his lips. This was the most ideal terrain for setting up the Origin Sky Yin-Yang Formation!

He truly suspected that Ancestral Master Yuantian had visited this place, which was why he created such a heaven-defying ancient method, capable of evolving into an immense killing tribulation!

Now, he could almost be called an Origin Master, just a hair's breadth away. His understanding and insight into such grand arts were unparalleled in the world; no one could compare.

Ye Fan began to busy himself, rapidly arranging formations on the outskirts of the mountain range to kill invisibly, making the Cao family suffer greatly.

"Such dragon veins are truly rare," he murmured. "Dozens or even hundreds of ancient stars might not possess such essence, yet they were found here."

Various runes flew out. Of course, the prerequisite was to use the Heaven-Deceiving Formation patterns for concealment, covering all heavenly secrets. Otherwise, as soon as he made a move, he would be scanned by the motherships.

Ye Fan realized that after arriving in the Eternal Starfield, these formation patterns were the most frequently used; otherwise, it would be impossible to move an inch, and he would quickly be discovered.

Deep within the mountain range, chaotic qi formed bands, encircling this crucial area. Three motherships, each thousands of zhang long, glowed with a chilling luster, inspiring awe.

Inside one mothership, Cao Lin's expression was grim, somewhat marring her beauty. Her eyes filled with venom as she said, "He's truly lucky; he escaped from the encirclement of four motherships. I wish I could immediately seize him and dismember him!"

"We need to find a way; things are a bit tricky now," an old man said, frowning. "This ascetic is incredibly powerful, and his escape methods are extraordinary. If he doesn't show himself, he'll be hard to find."

"No matter what, we must capture him!" Cao Lin screamed hoarsely, almost hysterically. "Didn't Qi Yun make a move? We'll completely drag the entire Qi family into this and use their immense power to kill this dog!"

They didn't know that Ye Fan had already arrived and had already made his move.

Not long after, Ye Fan carved runes into the earth veins and on the stone peaks, revealing profound mystery. Once activated, it could instantly make ten thousand dragons roar and divine veins boil.

"Hmm, that's enough," he whispered to himself. "Time to enjoy the blossoming fireworks and the arrival of the meteor shower."