Chapter 1204: God Dynasty Collapse

**Chapter 1205**

**The Collapse of the Divine Dynasty**

The parched Chaos Divine Land shattered into pieces, unable to withstand the impact of the lightning tribulation and the incomplete formations left by ancient deities. Starlight spilled in.

People from the various Holy Lands were stunned; the battle's rapid escalation exceeded everyone's expectations. The Killer Saints from the Human World and Hell were dead, their skeletons reduced to ashes.

Ye Fan's combat power was beyond imagination; he personally slew two Saints, a feat that would undoubtedly shake the world!

People knew that once this battle concluded, the entire ancient star would be greatly shaken. The Human Saint Body had announced his return to the world with glorious achievements!

“Hell and the Human World are on the verge of collapse. Why are you all still standing there? Let’s strike together and finish them off.”

The battle was not over, as some assassins from the Ancient God Dynasty had survived. They were all elite direct descendants, and if they escaped, they would surely become a hidden danger years later.

Qi Luo crushed the head in his hand and charged towards the Bone Palace.

“Don’t let a single one escape! Avenge our ancestors!”

“Retrieve the heads of our ancient patriarchs, wipe away all shame and humiliation, and annihilate the two great Divine Dynasties!”

The war cries shook the heavens. With the true Killer Saints fallen, what more trouble could they cause? Everyone charged forward.

The various Holy Lands were invigorated, fighting bravely as they stormed the Bone Palace. It was the foundation and ancestral land of the two great Divine Dynasties, holding immeasurable treasures accumulated over endless ages.

Inside the Bone Palace, a gaunt figure with eerie green eyes and fingers like black iron hooks raised a hand, instantly turning a group of intruders into bloody mist.

A Killer Saint!

Another Killer Saint, emanating monstrous killing intent, stared coldly at everyone, like an ancient corpse, chilling to the bone.

The two great Divine Dynasties had unearthed their ancestral lands, but only found part of their true heritage. They dug out a Killer Saint King, who was subdued by Wei Yi and followed him into the depths of the universe.

One Killer Saint remained, this very person. He wanted to flee, or to lie low and assassinate, but there was no opportunity; Qi Luo had already locked onto him.

Ye Fan, Ji Zi, and the Sacred Ape Prince, having just advanced, pressed forward together, encircling him.

“Arroooo…” The Black Sovereign let out a long howl. The previous battle hadn't gone well for it, but now it roared and charged forward, capable of threatening a Saint.

On the other side, the old woman from the Purple Mansion Holy Land, with sharp eyes, also looked over, ready to strike at any moment.

“Kill!”

This individual was decisive, proactively attacking Qi Luo, his born rival, hoping to sweep him aside and carve out a bloody path.

As a Killer Saint himself, he knew that only by eliminating Qi Luo would he have any hope of survival; otherwise, he was destined to be entangled and have no chance to live.

Above Qi Luo’s head, a crystalline ancient pagoda, forged from Saint bones, appeared, defending against the attack. The Blood-Transforming Blade in his hand cleaved through the heavens and earth, drawing forth the radiance of stars and moon, which swept down like a descending galaxy, its momentum as vast as the ocean.

Having lost seven of his children, he was now in a unique state. His essence, qi, and spirit had climbed to their peak, his battle intent soared, embodying an invincible aura.

This Killer Saint was immediately injured, stumbling backward. The starlight and moonlight slammed into him, his bones audibly cracking, dozens of them breaking.

His killer techniques were useless. Surrounded, he could only fight like a trapped beast.

The Sacred Ape Prince swung his great iron rod like beating a celestial drum. Amidst a storm of wind and thunder, its dull thud caused the very void to rupture with explosive sounds.

The Killer Saint, squeezed in the middle, had nowhere to dodge or retreat. He passively defended, coughing up blood from the immense force.

In this era, how many could compare their physical bodies to the offspring of an Ancient Emperor?

Ji Zi pressed his hands together, forming a full moon above his head, emitting dazzling light, like a divine moon.

An ancient mirror materialized, appearing between his hands. Above his head, its aura was serene, and it swiftly shot out a terrifying immortal ray!

Pfft!

The Killer Saint’s chest was pierced through, front to back, leaving a horrifying bloodied hole. Many of his ribs were broken, and half of his body was stained crimson with blood.

The Killer Saint’s eyes flickered uncertainly. Surrounded by several top experts, the terrifying aura pressing down on him made him feel suffocated, as if sinking into a mire, making resistance nearly impossible.

“Arroooo…” The Black Sovereign roared loudly. With a copper head and iron arms, it directly lunged, its great paw descending like a small mountain.

At the same time, Ye Fan stepped forward, his Indestructible Golden Body glowing brilliantly, his form enveloped in phenomena, intending to slay the powerful enemy with his bare hands.

Blood splattered. How could a single Killer Saint withstand the pounce of a pack of tigers? The Black Sovereign nearly ripped out his heart, while Ye Fan directly tore off his right arm, sacred blood gushing, a scene both bloody and brutal.

Slaying a Saint!

There was absolutely no suspense; with these experts acting in concert, it was harder for this person to escape than to ascend to heaven.

With the final blow, they blasted the Killer Saint into a bloody mist, leaving only his shattered primordial spirit for Qi Luo to explore.

“Four World Stones! These will be the foundation for us to create a minor divine realm!” Qi Luo put aside his grief, a hint of joy appearing on his face.

Hell and the Human World had both been destroyed. Their ancestral realms had each given birth to a precious World Stone, which were collected here.

Moreover, the parched Chaos Divine Land was itself a divine-grade minor realm, yielding two World Stones, now stored in the Bone Palace, possessing immeasurable value.

“Charge! The ancient palace holds many holy artifacts; they can compensate for our losses in this battle!” said Killer Saint Qi Luo.

The Black Sovereign and Dragon-Horse said nothing, sprinting wildly towards the palace, beginning the most insane looting spree in history, taking everything they saw.

Ultimately, they even accidentally swept a few beautiful female assassins into their artifact space.

“Kill them all…”

At this moment, all the sects went berserk. Previously unseen in battle, they now charged like fierce tigers descending from a mountain, incredibly ferocious.

People from all the Holy Lands rushed towards the ancient palace, none willing to fall behind even half a step.

War chariots rumbled, crushing through broken Dao marks. Endless armies destroyed ancient halls one after another, marking the complete annihilation of the Ancient God Dynasty.

Humans shouted and horses neighed. Reinforcements from various Holy Lands arrived, savage beasts used as mounts trampling across the sky, collapsing the firmament, sweeping in like a torrent of steel.

Among them, there were even Saints!

At the last moment, as the treasures were being divided, some Holy Lands even deployed their full hidden heritage, causing people from Heaven's Village to mutter resentfully and grow angry.

The Ji Family, Jade Pond, Wind Clan, Dao Yi, Purple Mansion, Jiang Family, and other Holy Lands were also somewhat cold, quite displeased with these opportunistic ancient sects.

“This Bone Palace has a share for my Four Symbols Holy Land!” an elder on a Golden-Eyed Jade-Scaled Beast loudly declared, approaching with a group of powerful cultivators.

During the great battle, they were nowhere to be seen, hiding at the very back. Yet, when it came to truly dividing the Ancient God Dynasty’s treasures, they rushed to the forefront, blocking the people of the Heavenly Court.

“Who are you? Did you contribute during the great battle? Why weren’t you seen earlier?” asked Old Blade Handle.

“Our lineage is ancient; we are called the Four Symbols Holy Land. This Bone Palace contains the skulls of our ancestors, which we will now retrieve,” the elder replied.

“Naturally, my Nine Heavens Holy Land will also take its share.” On the other side, ancient war chariots drove in, each one rusty and mottled, yet infused with terrifying battle qi, all of them precious weapons.

Another great Holy Land arrived, intending to divide the treasures. During the battle just now, it was unknown which corner they had hidden in, certainly not charging forward.

“What a joke! When it was time to contribute, you were nowhere to be found, yet at such a crucial moment, you all rush to the front. Don’t you feel ashamed?” an elder from Heaven's Village remarked.

“We have come with our utmost sincerity! Setting aside everything else, merely the presence of our ancestors' bones here gives us the right to enter. There’s no need for you Heavenly Court remnants to say more. If we were to calculate carefully, you yourselves should face judgment and be executed!” an old woman from the Nine Heavens Holy Land said sinisterly.

The two great Ancient God Dynasties had been passed down for endless ages, even assassinating Saints without fail. Their accumulated divine treasures were simply immeasurable; no one could imagine how vast they were.

Perhaps with these treasures, two new Holy Lands could be instantly reorganized, making people envious. Their rush to divide the spoils was naturally driven by human greed.

However, to pin a terrible label on the people of Heaven's Village at this moment was excessive. Their intentions were punishable!

Ye Fan stepped forward, standing with furrowed brows, glared at them, and uttered a single word: “Scram!”

As the saying goes, a man’s reputation precedes him. Ye Fan had traversed the world for so many years, slain Ancient Emperor’s sons, challenged various Ancestral Kings of the world, and fought through bloody battles to this day, his prestige immense. These people’s expressions immediately froze; although extremely angry, they dared not openly defy him.

“Ye Fan, your name shakes the world, and you indeed possess the power to suppress a region, but you must also be reasonable. Why won't you let us occupy the Bone Palace? Aren’t they Heavenly Court remnants?” the people of the Four Symbols Holy Land questioned.

“They also belong to the Killer Divine Dynasty; they are remnants that should be killed. Are we wrong to say so?” an old woman from the Nine Heavens Holy Land sneered.

Ye Fan’s body emitted boundless light. Golden vital energy flooded the area, spreading out like a surging ocean.

Pfft!

Those in front coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, sent flying backward. Several elders also turned pale, retreating step by step.

“Are you looking for death?” Ye Fan’s expression was cold, his words direct and utterly merciless.

“You… you want to defy the world’s common judgment?!” they cried out, outwardly fierce but inwardly cowardly.

Ye Fan’s voice was stern and forceful as he loudly declared: “The Heavenly Court of old has long turned to dust, broken and utterly annihilated by the various Holy Lands. The Heavenly Court I founded is no longer a Killer Divine Dynasty. To slander my sect and invite disaster upon us—your intentions are punishable!”

His voice was like a blade, cutting into the hearts of everyone present. Wherever his gaze swept, these people recoiled, not daring to meet his eyes.

Ye Fan, with his Indestructible Golden Body and vitality unmatched in the world, stepped forward, causing these people to cough up blood and stagger backward, almost disintegrating on the spot.

“You…”

“Even if the Heavenly Court isn’t a remnant killer organization, what right do you have to stop us from entering the Bone Palace? The treasures of Hell and the Human World belong to the world; we naturally have our share!”

Although their faces were ashen and they involuntarily retreated, they refused to yield verbally.

“What a joke! Where were you during the battle? Why were you nowhere to be seen, all shrinking back to the rear? Yet, when it comes to dividing treasures, you’re more active than anyone!” Ye Fan swept his gaze across these Holy Lands, his expression utterly cold and frosty.

Behind him, the Black Sovereign, Dragon-Horse, Dongfang Ye, and even the Sacred Ape Prince, all glared coldly, pressing forward.

Ye Fan continued: “The battle is still not over. Grand Saint Wei Yi and others have gone deep into the starfield to confront powerful enemies, and my disciples are also battling various foes. What have *you* done? You couldn't wait to rush here to divide treasures!?”

He roared angrily, his expression utterly frigid.

In the distance, Ye Tong was engaged in a fierce battle, facing Hell's Divine Son. As he had once declared, he was fighting his master's former nemesis!

He had just entered the Dao Slaying realm and, in terms of absolute power, was not a match for Hell's Divine Son, who was, after all, a peerless prodigy cultivated by a Divine Dynasty and had been in the Dao Slaying realm for many years.

However, Ye Tong did not retreat. Even covered in blood and severely wounded, he continued to fight, tempering himself.

Of course, Ji Zi and others were watching, ensuring no real accident occurred.

On the other side, Little Sparrow, Gu Lin, and Gu Fei were also fighting, while people from Heaven's Village clashed with the assassins.

Meanwhile, forces from the Ji Family, Purple Mansion, Wind Clan, Jade Pond, Jiang Family, and Dao Yi Holy Land had not stopped; they were still engaging the remaining assassins, cleaning up the aftermath.

“Have any of you fought? Have you contributed any strength or shed a single drop of blood? What right do you have to demand a share of the treasures? And you harbor malicious intentions, slandering my Heavenly Court… All of you, scram!” Ye Fan declared imperiously, blocking everyone’s path.

Their faces ashen, these people were speechless. Blood trickled from the corners of their mouths as they retreated into the distance.

“Young man, know when to stop. Don’t be too overbearing…” An aged voice echoed, shaking the heavens and earth, permeated with Saintly might.

“In this world, there is ‘reason.’ But if reason doesn’t work for some people, then there is ‘kill’!” Ye Fan retorted sharply, standing tall in the sky.