Chapter 1258: I Am the Law

Chapter 1259: I Am the Law

The long street was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. Blood mist dissipated, revealing scattered bones, the bodies of savage beasts, and shattered weapons strewn across the ground.

The young man in purple stood on the street, having just publicly killed a powerful member of the Thirteen Riders of Tianhuang. This shocking display made him seem like an invincible demon god descended upon the world.

At this moment, only Ye Fan, standing casually in front of the small tavern, appeared calm and unruffled. Tall and slender, his robes fluttered gently, spotless as he raised his cup in a salute to the man in purple on the street.

"Wolf smoke rises, the heavens in sight, the ancient immortal realm appears. Sword energy like frost, swallowing the galaxy with a wild laugh, endless blood of ancient path enemies..." Ye Fan emptied his cup in one gulp, then casually tossed it onto the street. In the profound silence, only the sound of the shattering cup echoed, piercing everyone's hearts.

Everyone's expression changed. At such a critical moment, one powerful man in purple was already audacious enough, sweeping the long street with his iron sword, stirring up commotion. Now, another person had appeared, speaking with such arrogance. How could they not draw attention? This was a grave provocation.

Some of the Thirteen Riders of Tianhuang glared with cold contempt, while the arriving soldiers, their gazes merciless, surrounded the area.

The battle paused as soldiers from the Human Race's First Pass arrived, separating the Thirteen Riders of Tianhuang and fixing their cold, unwavering gaze on the man in purple.

Although the fighting had stopped, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense. An unknown number of people had gathered, all intently watching the unfolding situation on the long street.

"You killed someone on the street, showing contempt for city regulations. No matter which starfield you came from, you will pay for this with your life, as respect for the law!" the captain of the guards said coldly.

The captain's body radiated vigorous energy, his powerful physique covered by black iron armor. The bronze ge he held in his hand exuded a murderous aura that seemed to cleave the sky, filling the air with a sense of oppression.

Everyone was astonished. These soldiers were incredibly powerful, especially this man, who surpassed many trial-takers by a vast margin.

This forced people to ponder: these were a group of 'failures', yet they hadn't been defeated here, but had suffered defeat in the deeper reaches of the starry sky. It was conceivable that they had encountered truly invincible heroes.

This captain, who guarded the city gate, was truly shocking!

Not long ago, the young man in purple had not stopped when the captain shouted at him. Instead, before they could even arrive, he had shattered Old Eleven of the Thirteen Riders of Tianhuang with a single punch, utterly humiliating them.

At this point, it was no surprise that the captain launched his ruthless attack. Everyone knew the man in purple was in deep trouble and his life was in grave danger.

"Don't you ask why I killed them?" the man in purple asked.

"No need to ask. Kill on sight!" the captain said chillingly, giving his command. He had no intention of listening to anything the man had to say; he wanted him executed immediately.

There were eighteen soldiers in total, each moving with the vigorous stride of a dragon or tiger. All were powerful heroes from their respective regions; though they had suffered defeat in the starry sky, they were still formidable experts upon returning here.

Each wore iron armor, and each was an outstanding individual. They were unwilling to retreat, still harboring a sense of pride in their hearts.

The captain was very powerful, a truly exceptional figure, but even with his authority, he couldn't make the entire group launch a simultaneous assault.

Only eight soldiers stepped forward; these were his subordinates, who shared an unshakeable bond with him and would not resist. Their eyes gleamed with cold light as they charged directly at Ye Fan's Dao body.

By the long street, Ye Fan's true body laughed, saying, "How overbearing! Truly heroic soldiers, holding the power of life and death, looking down upon this ancient city. A single word is enough to decide who lives or dies."

"Who are you? Are you an accomplice of the man in purple? If you obstruct me from killing the enemy, you will be treated the same and killed on sight!" the captain said ruthlessly, his murderous intent unconcealed.

"Don't you know who I am?" Ye Fan's lips curved into a sneer. The other party had conflicted with him earlier and had even waited outside the residence of the Thirteen Riders of Tianhuang for most of the night. How could they not know?

"Seeing you like this, you must be with him. We'll take you down first," the captain said coldly, about to order the others to act.

The eighth-ranked member of the Thirteen Riders of Tianhuang echoed coldly, saying, "That's right, this is the one who provoked us first, and then the man in purple suddenly attacked. They must be accomplices. We are willing to assist the captain in maintaining the peace of the Human Race's First City. Let's take him down first!"

"Anyone who dares to act, I will chop them clean," Ye Fan said indifferently, standing in front of the small tavern. His voice was not loud, but it sent shivers down people's spines.

The long street was already chaotic enough with the soldiers' arrival, yet he showed no fear, unafraid of the powerful individuals targeting him. His words were forceful and resonant.

"Audacious!" The captain's eyes were cold, revealing undisguised murderous intent. With a shout, he prepared to act personally.

At the same time, several lower-ranked members of the Thirteen Riders of Tianhuang also surrounded Ye Fan, intending to help the captain cut him down. They were immensely frustrated and deeply hated both Ye Fan and the man in purple that day.

Just then, a tragic scream echoed from the scene. The man in purple, with profound magical power and overwhelming battle energy, snatched a long sword and actually cut a soldier in half at the waist, blood spattering everywhere.

The place could no longer remain quiet; a tumultuous uproar erupted. Both the city's indigenous residents and the trial-takers who had embarked on the ancient starry road were shocked.

"Is he defying the heavens? He has walked the starry path, yet dares to unleash a massacre at the Human Race's First Pass. Such audacity is simply too extreme."

"Who exactly is he? Why can't I see his true face clearly? He seems very valiant, but every time I look closely, his features become blurred."

"Terrifying! Slaughtering even powerful experts, in this battle today, he will either establish a formidable reputation or be hacked to pieces."

Ye Fan's Dao body did not retreat. It seized a bronze sword and battled the numerous enemies, its sword light flashing, appearing like successive azure dragons tearing through the sky.

He had to admit, these soldiers were incredibly formidable, excessively brave, and many times stronger than the middle-aged Daoist nun and others. Each one was a hero of their respective region.

However, embarking on this starry path inevitably meant clashes between powerful individuals. In front of those even stronger, some people's former glories amounted to nothing.

Ye Fan's battle energy surged, surpassing theirs. Wielding a bronze sword, he transformed into a human-shaped tyrannosaur, slaughtering in all directions, unstoppable.

Those who stepped forward to attack were all the captain's men, targeting the person rather than the matter. In their eyes, there was no right or wrong, only the desire to kill him!

Ye Fan naturally showed no mercy. His long sword danced with the winds of heaven, sword energy like snow and frost. A cold, bright radiance swept out, soaring eighty thousand feet into the clouds, shocking all who witnessed it.

Then, in an instant, the sword energy retracted, transitioning from its peak brilliance to ultimate dimness in a flash, making it even more terrifying.

The ancient bronze sword chopped down, striking a ferocious, murderous soldier precisely between the eyebrows. With a sickening thud, blood gushed, and a bloody line appeared from top to bottom, extending down to his legs.

A shrill scream erupted as the soldier's body split into two halves, blood gushing wildly, the two parts falling to either side—a truly horrifying sight.

Within dozens of moves, two of the eight powerful experts fell, both cut down by Ye Fan's Dao body with his sword. These were no ordinary men; their scarlet blood was a shocking sight.

Everyone was terrified. In such a short time, the man in purple, surrounded by eight heroes who had embarked on the ancient starry road, had killed two of them in less than a hundred moves. His might was truly horrifying.

Precisely because of this, the captain's command to target Ye Fan's true body was put on hold. A low, rhythmic growl, terrible as a demon's roar, emanated from his throat.

He personally moved, charging forward with his bronze ge, because these were men he had carefully recruited, all loyal to him and serving his purpose.

Some of the Thirteen Riders of Tianhuang also changed their expressions. They did not attack Ye Fan's true body, choosing instead to target the man in purple, sensing that his threat was too great and he needed to be killed first.

The first four leaders remained still, watching with indifference, while the lower-ranked Divine Riders attacked together, assisting the soldiers in hunting down the man in purple.

"I'll kill you!"

The captain took a single step, and heaven and earth seemed to shift, wind and clouds losing their color. He moved like a monarch on tour, looking down on the world, exuding an aura of unrivaled supremacy.

Beside him, gigantic stars appeared one after another. He seemed to stride like an immortal king, his entire body covered in armor, only his gaze piercing and cold.

Dao patterns filled the sky. A simple step had such terrifying power, inspiring awe in everyone. Was this still a 'failure'? Who could have possibly defeated him? There must surely be an extraordinary "story" behind it.

"Boom!"

The bronze ge in his hand swept out, crushing the void. Its unparalleled, valiant aura shook people's souls. Such confidence and strength were enough to astound the world.

Ye Fan also showed a hint of surprise. This captain was definitely stronger than Lord Junwei, yet he was now retired here, guarding the city gate. It was truly unfathomable.

He remained calm and fearless, his bronze sword slashing forward. Instantly, boundless sword energy, overwhelming and magnificent like a celestial river descending, filled the sky, shaking everyone to their core.

Everyone held their breath. This was a confrontation between supreme experts, a rare dragon-tiger battle, a world-shaking showdown.

"Clang!"

Ye Fan parried the bronze ge with his sword, their edges meeting. Vast swathes of Dao symbols spread out, each gleaming with brilliant light, imprinted beneath the sky, making people gasp in awe.

This was a technique only possessed by supreme experts among the trial-takers, a manifestation of their horrifyingly profound comprehension of the Dao.

A simple strike, a casual swing of the sword, each contained the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, manifesting all things. It was the epitome of terrifying laws, the wielding of divine principles, a clash of the "Dao."

"Boom!"

Around them, six soldiers were all sent flying, their faces pale and drained of color. The eyes of several members of the Thirteen Riders of Tianhuang who arrived afterward also constricted sharply.

Ye Fan and the captain stood their ground, neither moving an inch. The bronze sword and battle ge remained locked, radiating an overwhelming aura of power, and it was this very fluctuation that repelled the onlookers.

"Do you truly believe you are the master of this city? Unscrupulous, you condemn me with a single word and intend to kill me here," Ye Fan said calmly.

"That's right, here, I am the law. I intend to slay you. What can you do?" the captain said coldly, his gaze intimidating and full of chill.

"All of us, attack him! Kill him!" one of the six soldiers shouted. Who was right or wrong didn't matter to them; they only obeyed the captain's commands and followed his will.

"Don't force me to start a massacre," Ye Fan said mercilessly.

"Then try it!" the captain retorted indifferently. His face was obscured by his iron armor and helmet, so his true appearance couldn't be seen, but his voice sounded young. He said chillingly, "At this moment, I am the law. I will lead my men to kill you. What can you do?!"