Chapter 1196: Blood Night

Chapter 1197: Night of Blood

Fragments of bone, stained with blood, splattered. Flesh and organs turned to mud. This was a gruesome scene; the stench of blood assailed the nostrils, making people tremble.

Wails rose in waves. In the blood-soaked scene, body after body fell into piles of corpses. The slaughter was underway, and no one could stop Ye Fan.

With his final strike, he tore open this decaying pocket dimension with his golden fist, turning all skeletons and blood mist into ash.

This was the fourth pocket dimension he had massacred. Without sympathy or mercy, he was like an evil spirit walking out of a land of death, constantly striking, covered in blood.

In the past, the two divine dynasties ran rampant across the world. When their assassin orders were issued, fear gripped the land, poisoning the Eastern Wasteland and striking terror into the hearts of all who heard of them.

Now, they themselves had reached a moment of life-or-death crisis, suffering devastating blows as their foundations crumbled, swept away by others.

Ye Fan's heart was cold and hard, devoid of any sympathy. He watched life after life vanish between his golden fists and fingers, not even frowning.

Avenging his old friends and removing the festering evil, he felt no guilt whatsoever. His body transformed into a streak of golden light, soaring away to the next location.

This was a night of bloodshed. Several of the most important strongholds of the Human World and Hell suffered devastating blows.

Old Dagger wielded a gleaming demonic blade; its black light cleaved a vast distance of three thousand *zhang*, and killing intent engulfed the cosmos. Drawing starlight into his body, he literally cleaved open a pocket dimension, causing untold devastation to its inhabitants.

He was a descendant of the Heavenly Court, harboring a deep-seated hatred. Having endured humiliation for many years, he now faced these enemies, exacting vengeance eye for an eye, blood for blood, slaying as he passed.

The Human World, which claimed to traverse and measure the mortal realm for nine thousand *zhang*, once overlooked the world and reigned supreme over the nine heavens at its most glorious. They possessed nine minor profound realms, but now they were crumbling one by one.

Hell, at its most powerful, was comparable to a group of fallen gods. Wielding blood-dripping divine swords, they slew saints of the world, terrifying and bloody. It had a total of eighteen layers, or eighteen small worlds.

As the long river of time flowed, they were far from their peak state now. Over countless ages, a number of minor profound realms had been destroyed, but some of their most solid foundations remained.

At this moment, their foundations collapsed, and slaughter spread in all directions. People across the Eastern Wasteland were severing the lifelines of the two great divine dynasties.

The five masters—Dongfang Ye, Old Dagger, Li Tian, Yan Yixi, and Yao Yuekong—whose individual strengths had reached the eighth layer of Dao Slaying, now wielded ancient saint-level war tools. They were invincible, each breaking through one area.

Especially Li Tian, wielding the Divine Maiden Furnace, an artifact of an ancient Great Saint, had alone already destroyed two minor profound realms.

Before absolute power, everything was illusory. With a single strike from the ancient Great Saint's divine furnace, divine flames surged sky-high, sun essence overflowed, incinerating all things in the world.

Even the blood was vaporized, and bones turned to scorched earth.

The Heavenly Court members each slew in their respective areas, converging towards the Central Domain, for the two divine dynasties' most ancient halls were located there, which would become the final battlefield.

Three mother ships rumbled. Li Heishui, Little Sparrow, Wu Zhongtian, Ye Tong, and others also wept, avenging their loved ones as they unleashed a great slaughter.

Streaks of divine light erupted, and swathes of Daoist runes enveloped the area. The roars, the pleas for mercy, and the corpses of the dead intertwined, composing a dirge.

A sleepless night, a night of blood and bones, an earth-shattering night—it was destined to be recorded in history, for this was the end of an era!

The killing spree was ongoing, the bloodshed continued. The assassins of the two ancient divine dynasties roared, resisting relentlessly, but even as their long swords broke and their bodies collapsed, they could not change the outcome.

Just as they had destroyed the foundations of others in the past, tonight it befell them. This was a cycle.

"Kill!" Battle cries shook the heavens.

No assassin could escape. This was a devastating blow; the Heavenly Court members were determined to eliminate all high-ranking members of both divine dynasties.

War beacons lit the sky, blood stained the earth. From the Southern Domain to the Northern Domain, then converging on the Central Domain, the entire Eastern Wasteland was swept up.

"Ancestors, rest in peace! Today, we shall utterly destroy Hell and the Human World, retrieve your skulls, and let you rest!"

Not only the Heavenly Court members were involved in the campaign; the Ji Family, Jade Lake Holy Land, Heavenly Demon Palace, Yaoguang Holy Land, Jiang Family, Dao One Holy Land, and others were notified at the last moment and came to participate.

These people had no choice but to come. The dried bones of their ancestors were displayed in the assassins' world's most ancient halls, and the news arriving was tantamount to forcing them to take a stand and act.

"Slay! Forty-ninth generation ancestor, please wait; we shall bring you back and bury you in the family graveyard!"

"Slay! Avenge our ancestors, slaughter these executioners, wash away the disgrace, and bring back our grand-ancestors' bones!"

Battle cries shook the heavens. The Human World's nine thousand *zhang* and Hell's eighteen layers were disintegrating, collapsing. How could they withstand such an army?

The very land trembled as thousands of troops and horses charged, trampling across the sky, like a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, storming and descending upon the world.

Whether out of sincerity or reluctant obligation, all the Holy Lands of the Eastern Wasteland dispatched their forces. This was a combat force not to be underestimated; some even brought sacred artifacts, unleashing a great slaughter tonight!

A cold smile played on Ye Fan's lips. He walked alone across the cold, barren lands of the Northern Domain, single-handedly destroying the fifth small world.

The bright moon hung high, casting a desolate chill. He stood on a cliff, gazing into the distance, as the foundations of the Human World and Hell in the Northern Domain had been utterly wiped out by him.

The void trembled. He stepped into the domain gate under the moonlight, heading to converge with the others in the Central Domain, where the final conquest would begin.

This was a quiet place. In the dead of night, the occasional barks of wild dogs and hoots of night owls echoed in the distance, making the place even more eerie.

A mass grave, ignored by all. A few corpses lay there, cruelly discarded in the wilderness, being gnawed upon by wild dogs.

No one would have imagined that this was the entrance to Hell Divine Dynasty's ancient hall, and its most unshakeable ancestral foundation was located right here.

Dirty and chaotic, it was near a backward small town and very inconspicuous. Deceased people and rotting animal carcasses were discarded here. Who could have imagined that Hell would tolerate, and always ignore, being located within such a filthy mass grave?

For tens of thousands of years, this divine small world had never been discovered. Its order remained stable, unknown to the world.

The big black dog had already circled this place dozens of times. Killer Saint, Ji Zi, and Holy Prince stood motionless, and perhaps there were still other saints holding down the fort in the darkness.

They intended to destroy realm after realm, starting with Hell's immortal demonic land. A saint from the Ji Family and Wei Yi had already gone to stand guard in the Human World's divine small world, providing defense and blockade for them.

Everyone had heaven-deceiving formation patterns on them to prevent their aura from leaking and alerting the enemy. Everyone was very cautious as they prepared to begin the final assault.

"Tell everyone from the various Holy Lands to come here."

The domain gate opened, and the message was sent out. Soon after, team after team of forces rushed over, a vast, dense mass, some bringing sacred artifacts.

Yaoguang Holy Land, Jiang Family, Jade Lake Holy Land, Ji Family, and others, with their rumbling war chariots and fluttering banners, all had their own methods of concealing their presence.

However, secrecy was no longer needed now that the final battle had arrived. The big black dog was the first to rush in and break the formation, followed by Qi Luo, Ye Fan, Ji Zi, Holy Prince, and Dragon Horse, and then the armies from various regions.

The great battle erupted abruptly!

Passing through the illusion formation's entrance, they found an open area with lush vegetation, towering stone cliffs, swirling purple mist, and magnificent mountains.

"Enemy attack!"

A piercing shriek rang out. A Great Accomplishment King was guarding outside the mountain gate and immediately raised the alarm, but it was futile.

Ye Fan led the charge, rushing straight through like a true dragon soaring across the sky. His fists were powerful and his momentum heavy; in the instant he swept his leg, he shattered the void, moving with extreme speed.

He was demonstrating the "Movement" secret art, treating the formation before him as nothing. His golden blood energy surged like a boiling sea; with one kick, he shattered the Great Accomplishment King's defenses and destroyed the light curtain.

This person had profound cultivation and was originally hidden in the void, but before Ye Fan, he had nowhere to hide. Terrified, he wielded his King's Dao weapon to attack.

Under Ye Fan's kick, although the Great Accomplishment King was mighty, with profound magic power, and was a distinguished Killer King, he still could not defend himself, and his Dao weapon shattered.

Blood light erupted. Ye Fan was exceptionally violent; one foot stomped straight through his chest, and in the instant his knee bent, he crushed the King's forehead, killing his primordial spirit.

This was faster than a flash of lightning. Ye Fan almost rushed past without stopping at all; a Great Accomplishment King exploded, blood splattered everywhere, and he died instantly.

"Bang!"

The moment Ye Fan landed, he shattered the purple mountain in front with a punch. This was the real target: to disable all formations at the mountain gate and destroy the main formation flag.

"Kill!"

"Slay them..."

"Destroy Hell, retrieve our ancestors' divine bones, and wash away all shame and humiliation!"

Roars erupted. The people from the various Holy Lands behind them, whether sincere or just going through the motions, were stirred by the bloody atmosphere once they arrived, and their battle cries shook the heavens.

Everyone charged forward together. Various war chariots rumbled, savage beasts trampled across the sky, and streaks of divine arrows shot out, flying towards the restrictions.

Swathes of divine light soared, and layers of Dao marks emerged. Devastating explosions occurred, with surging energy that was dazzling and blinding.

This was a divine small world, rumored to have been left behind by ancient gods, discovered by Hell, and used as a crucial ancestral foundation.

Because of this, this small world was exceptionally sturdy and indestructible, difficult to destroy; for the various major powers, it was a divine land.

"This is a treasure land. If our Heavenly Court were to establish its sect on these ruins, it could flourish for ten thousand generations. This realm is hard to break!" said Killer Saint Qi Luo.

"Who dares trespass into Hell? The gods will be enraged by this, and all shall atone with their blood and perish!"

A mighty roar rang out, as if an ancient deity was roaring, causing many people's blood and qi to churn, and quite a few directly exploded, instantly perishing.

This was an overwhelming saintly might!

Right in front, in an open area, a stone beast roared. The powerful saintly might emanated from it, and it opened its blood-red eyes.

This was a mountain-guarding stone beast, a statue placed before Hell's gate, appearing as a stone dragon. Yet, it had revived, like an ancient life form, resurrected from primordial times.

"This is a Saint-level puppet. I can't believe Hell still has something like this left behind; it's truly too precious. Unfortunately, it's imprinted with their will and soul mark, so it can't be used by us..." Qi Luo shook his head.

"Then kill it, and utterly destroy it!"

Ye Fan, Ji Zi, and Holy Prince attacked together. They stepped on the sky, soaring across, each taking out their sacred artifact, and together they fought the stone dragon.

Everyone was shocked. Their strengths had long advanced; although they hadn't undergone tribulation or sought confirmation from heaven and earth, their bodies and primordial spirits had completed their transformations, allowing them to contend with Saints.

"Clang!"

The void split the heavenly path!

"Zheng!"

The Holy Emperor transformed into a battle immortal!

"Boom!"

The Sacred Body fiercely attacked the heavens!

The three emperor-son level figures attacked together. Now, each capable of fighting a Saint, their power was naturally at its absolute peak, deafeningly loud.

Within the terrifying light screen, the stone dragon roared, bellowed, and struggled. Finally, it wailed, cracked, and its Saint-level body exploded!