Chapter 1203: Time Book

"No..." The Killer Saint of the Human World roared, struggling fiercely, but his body continued to shatter, his flesh and blood flying from the Heavenly Tribulation, revealing his bones.

Within the sea of lightning, even more radiant lights danced—these were tribulations of Yin, Yang, Five Elements, and Chaos. Heavenly palaces, condensed from lightning, also rose and fell.

The Heavenly Punishment that Ye Fan, the Monkey, and Ji Zi invoked during their tribulations was exceptionally rare, a display of such terrifying lightning previously unseen at this level.

As the three Imperial Princes invoked the Heavenly Punishment, their auspicious signs shook the heavens, and the lightning pierced through time, illuminating an eternal immortal glow.

This was not a tribulation for becoming a saint, yet it was no less intense than one, tearing apart the Killer Saint multiple times, who could not escape its grasp.

The divine fire within the skull of the skeletal figure finally grew dimmer, its complete destruction imminent.

The two mighty experts from the ancient divine dynasty were powerless to turn the tide, facing greater pain and difficulty than Ye Fan and his companions, as they contended with three types of tribulations.

"Ah..." the Killer Saint screamed, intending to drag an Imperial Prince down with him in death.

Unfortunately, his wish was unattainable. The profound techniques of the Human World, hidden within the mortal realm, could not be employed; he had nowhere to conceal himself, and the Heavenly Punishment would instantly strike him down.

Ji Zi was bloodstained, naturally not unharmed by the heavenly tribulation, yet he suffered no serious injuries. When his Void Splitting Slash emerged, heaven and earth lost their color, and the enraged phantom images of gods and demons tore apart the skeletal figure.

"Argh..." A colossal roar echoed across the shattered chaotic immortal land, causing some people's bodies to explode into blood mist from the sheer force.

A Saint's body was torn asunder. This was a battle for sanctification, and as Ji Zi's tribulation neared completion, he demonstrated his ability to contend with Saints.

Everyone was parched. An Imperial Prince-level figure had risen, proclaiming his might and extraordinary nature, establishing himself as an undeniable hero in the world.

On the other side, the Holy Imperial Prince roared, unleashing a Dharma Idol Heavenly Power, standing immensely tall, dwarfing even mountains.

It was a colossal golden Holy Ape, every strand of its fur gleaming brightly, dazzling to behold. It roared, shattering the sky and shaking mountains and rivers, as it stood in the sea of lightning, wielding a sky-piercing black staff, swinging it down upon the Killer Saint of the Human World.

The Killer Saint roared in fury, reaching the end of his heroic path. He had clawed his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but now, exhausted, he dragged his exposed bones, unleashing various secret techniques as he charged forward.

"Snap!"

A not-so-loud sound followed, a piece of flesh and blood shattered, and the Killer Saint's right arm and half of his body collapsed and then broke off.

The Holy Imperial Prince roared, towering tens of thousands of feet between heaven and earth. This golden giant ape, capable of plucking stars and seizing the moon, unleashed boundless might, severely wounding an ancient Saint.

People gasped, especially the ancient races, who felt a shiver of fear as they seemed to glimpse the glorious era of the Battle Saint Emperor's rise once more.

Everyone knew that the Holy Imperial Prince's ascent was unstoppable; he had now advanced to the Half-Saint realm, possessing the power to contend with Ancestor Kings.

"We'll perish together!"

"Annihilation of all directions!"

Within the vast sea of lightning, the Killer Saint of the Human World and the skeletal figure emitted cruel divine sense fluctuations. They knew their end had come, but they wished to drag someone down with them.

Their bodies were tattered, their primordial spirits withered from the lightning strikes, yet they transformed into two streaks of light, charging forward to attack Ji Zi and the Holy Imperial Prince respectively.

Everyone's expression changed. The Killer Saints were fighting desperately, unleashing forbidden secret techniques of the Human World, which was undoubtedly a great catastrophe. Burning their life imprints, they could unleash a world-shattering strike.

"Retreat quickly!" people cried out from afar.

The dying struggle, the fight of a cornered beast, was the most terrifying. A slight misstep could plunge the seemingly victorious into eternal damnation.

Ye Fan made his move, standing in the void, his black hair cascading like a waterfall, accepting the lightning's baptism of his body. A flash of light from his glabella revealed a golden miniature figure emerging, embracing a cauldron, achieving the pinnacle of speed.

Extreme sublimation!

Breaking free from the confines of the physical body, rising from his divine form, reborn—this was another transformation of the Dao, his primordial spirit merging with the Dao, striking while embracing the cauldron.

Time seemed to freeze; space could offer no resistance. The golden miniature figure became the sole focus in heaven and earth, drawing all eyes.

"Thud!"

This strike astonished the world, showcasing the grace of a Human Saint Physique who would contend on the path to becoming an Emperor.

The primordial spirit fire that flew from the skeletal figure was struck by the golden miniature figure embracing the cauldron, instantly shattering into pieces, unable to withstand the blow.

"Argh, urgh..."

That mass of divine fire raged and simultaneously quaked with fear, wailing and screaming in its death throes, but to no avail.

The golden miniature figure's cauldron, letting fall myriad strands of mother qi, rapidly expanded and suppressed the foe once more. Without any suspense, it crushed the divine fire into dust!

"Dead, a Saint's primordial spirit was just extinguished like that..." Everyone was aghast, left speechless.

The Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron underwent tribulation alongside Ye Fan, achieving the same cultivation realm. Now, within the sea of lightning, it had awakened a divine sentience, its power boundless.

Its realm remained consistent with Ye Fan's, reaching the Half-Saint stage, capable of fighting Saints just like its master. Forged from immortal material only ancient Great Emperors could possess, and having been a cauldron for many years, its power was immeasurable.

"A Half-Saint artifact, a Half-Saint... there's a Half-Saint barrier... yet he can kill a Saint..."

Many among the ancient races turned pale. The third Imperial Prince-level figure had at this moment announced his power to the world, rising with unstoppable might!

On the other side, the Killer Saint's primordial spirit from the Human World darted towards the Monkey like a stream of light, ferocious and malevolent, sworn to drag him down to death.

"I've been heavily wounded by the Heavenly Tribulation, my strength less than fifty percent of its peak, but dragging one of you three down with me is no problem!"

This was his resentment, filled with boundless bitterness, wishing to make the Holy Imperial Prince his burial companion!

However, the outcome was unexpected. Ye Fan, though acting later, arrived first. After slaying the divine fire, a divine skin appeared beneath the golden miniature figure, carrying him as if reversing time, traveling upstream along the river of time, blocking the Killer Saint.

It was incredibly fast, leaving no time for reaction.

This was the Book of Time, which recorded the ancient traditions of the Heavenly Court. It was a divine hide that Ye Fan had brought out from the Undying Mountain.

It was covered densely with tiny characters, which now transformed into glowing runes, imprinting themselves in the void and protecting Ye Fan in their center.

Every character was brilliantly dazzling, as if cast from divine metal, each one gleaming, weighty as a mountain, truly astonishing the world.

The golden miniature figure sat cross-legged upon this divine hide. The Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron floated above his head, no longer held in his embrace, advancing with him. Another weapon appeared in his hand.

"The Heavenly Court's Supreme Scepter!"

The Killer Saint of the Human World shrieked, seemingly terrified. This golden scepter had once brought endless pressure upon the two great divine dynasties, terrifying the age.

This was a weapon only Great Saints could wield; others could not use it. But he seemed to have forgotten this, remembering only its nightmarish power from over a hundred thousand years ago.

The golden scepter cleaved the Killer Saint's primordial spirit in two. No special power was displayed; it was merely its simple, indestructible solidity.

"Pffft!"

Another weapon appeared in Ye Fan's hand: the God-Beating Whip, a primordial spirit weapon specializing in slaying primordial spirits, which lashed the Killer Saint's divine sense into fragments.

"Ah..." The Killer Saint of the Human World shrieked piteously.

Above Ye Fan's head, the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron vibrated, letting down sash-like strands of Great Dao mother qi, which crushed the Killer Saint's primordial spirit fragments, already trapped in terror, into dust.

Everything happened in a flash. People couldn't intervene; it was too fast. The Book of Time allowed the golden miniature figure to seem to pierce through the shackles of space and time.

One secret treasure after another was revealed, each demonstrating its deterrent and divine power, leaving the Killer Saint with no choice but to die in bitter regret.

He was dead. A Killer Saint, capable of slaying other Saints, had met his end, perishing in the Heavenly Tribulation.

Near and far, silence reigned. Only the colossal lightning tribulation continued, and within its luminous curtain, three figures, like gods and demons, stood firm, radiating an aura of immortality.

Two Killer Saint-level beings had just been slain by three Half-Saints. What kind of news was this? It would drive people mad when it spread.

The Half-Saint barrier... could not stop their advance!

"Why did you snatch my enemy?" the Holy Ape Prince grumbled in dissatisfaction.

The three stood motionless as mountains, each with a miniature figure seated before their forehead, receiving the lightning's baptism. By the end, they were guzzling down the vast sea of lightning like whales and oxen, drawing it into their mouths.

The three Imperial Princes remained still, undergoing sublimation within the ocean of lightning, completely transforming their physiques and primordial spirits, enduring the tempering.

In the distance, Great Saint Qian Lun's eyes flickered. Behind him, the killing intent of several Ancestor Kings was unconcealed; such individuals, once they fully developed, would be unstoppable!

The last resort was to kill them immediately, but they had no opportunity. Above Great Saint Wei Yi's head, the aura of an ancient Great Emperor permeated, with countless rays of light illuminating a vast, clear sky, making even the starfield tremble.

That ancient mirror, inscribed with the supreme majesty of an ancient Great Emperor, carrying an invincible Dao fruit, had now revived. Who dared to make a move?

The Void Mirror radiated brilliance, like a treasure wheel or a bright moon in the sky. Its descending strands of light enveloped the old Saint, making him appear like a deity.

"The Human Race inspires awe..." Great Saint Qian Lun sighed. Before him, the Myriad Dragon Bell slowly ascended, like a true dragon descending, its ancient Imperial Dao aura permeating the air!

One Gai Jiuyou had departed, only for another Wei Yi to appear—a true Great Saint wielding the Void Mirror. Who could easily claim to suppress and kill him?

"If you wish to discuss the Dao, fellow Daoist, let us go to the depths of the starry sky," Wei Yi said.

"Very well, let us determine who is superior," Great Saint Qian Lun nodded, then vanished with the several Ancestor Kings behind him, transforming into streaks of light that plunged into the depths of the dark cosmos.

Before departing, Wei Yi and the other Saints fixed their gaze on the King of Killer Saints. This man, skin and bones, his expression turning ghastly, also rushed into the cosmos.

Once these great figures left, people finally let out a long breath. This had been an enormous murderous tribulation, unexpectedly attracting these renowned ancient Saints.

"Boom!"

With a final deafening roar, the pervasive lightning dissipated. Ye Fan, Ji Zi, and the Holy Imperial Prince had successfully overcome their tribulations, and the Heavenly Punishment vanished.

Each of them brimmed with vigorous vital energy, full of spirit, frantically devouring the surrounding essence to replenish their strength.

On the other side, Killer Saint Qiluo, of astounding talent, had fought to the death with the Hell Killer Saint, who had achieved Dao a millennium before him. Qiluo now held his severed head, examining the fragmented divine sense within its forehead.

Through this, he glimpsed parts of his own son's life trajectory. Immediately, he cried and laughed, his hair disheveled, his face filled with sorrow, unable to resist roaring at the sky.