Chapter 1264: Blood Battle Enters the City

Chapter 1265: Bloody Battle into the City

Crimson divine blood spilled, cold holy artifacts clashed, and terrifying immortal light engulfed the sky. This battle was like a war between gods and devils, brutal and fierce, sweeping across all directions.

The grand and colossal city, like a slumbering divine lion, exuded an inviolable majesty. Ye Fan and his companions fought their way directly in, causing a huge sensation.

For many years, no one had dared to act presumptuously within the city. This was unprecedented; trial-takers had actually battled their way here. The entire city was astonished and paid close attention.

Ye Fan alone fought against Gu Ling, Guan Cheng, the second leader of the Thirteen Riders of Desolation, and others. The battle reached a fervent pitch, their vital energy surging through heaven and earth.

Along the way, they fought to the death. Their destructive power was astonishing, impacting widely from the bloody trial ground to ascending the Five-Colored Altar, and then to the second holy city of humanity.

Extraterrestrial meteorites burned, ancient stars shattered, and the dark universe was torn apart—these were the scenes when they fought ferociously on their journey.

Now, having entered the city, everyone remained energetic, their fighting spirit undiminished. They fought until black hair flew wildly, blood splattered, and the sky trembled.

Ye Fan's battle attire was shattered. Vital energy from his skull surged like a true dragon, piercing the firmament. His eyes were as piercing as cold lightning, and the black spear in his hand ripped through the sky and destroyed stars, displaying a heroic posture capable of dominating all.

Without a doubt, this was a difficult battle. The leader of the Thirteen Riders of Desolation possessed astonishing combat power, even surpassing Captain Guan Cheng. He was truly a formidable foe.

With disheveled black hair and a powerful, bronze upper body like a coiled dragon, his eyes shot out terrifying beams of light, sharp as a wild beast's. The purple war spear in his hand pierced through heaven and earth; each strike was like a purple sun exploding.

The two clashed fiercely like two colliding galaxies, leaving behind streaks of afterglow. Spear against war spear, clanging loudly, two bolts of lightning—one black and one purple—intertwined.

Every spear thrust pierced the sky, capable of shattering meteorites in the cold cosmos. The spear's aura blazed, and its divine might surged boundlessly.

The second leader of the Thirteen Riders of Desolation was also an extraordinary figure. Clad in cyan-gold armor, wielding a large halberd, he swept across the universe, as valiant as a demon god.

All ancient formations within the grand city revived, yet many of their mystic patterns were instantly obliterated. Furthermore, some extraterrestrial meteorites were shattered by the surging energy, showcasing the brutality of this battle.

Everyone was stained with blood and wounded, yet they continued to fight, risking their lives in a bloody struggle.

Along the way, other trial-takers who had joined them were affected by this battle. Some were injured, and four even lost their lives.

From this, one could glimpse the intensity of the battle. Both sides fought with boiling blood, thinking only of defeating their opponents to the death, disregarding everything else.

"Who are these people? They're incredibly daring! To actually fight their way through bloody battles into a holy city—this sets an unprecedented precedent on the trial road."

"Who is that man standing in the center, fighting against all directions? He's fighting several powerful individuals alone! Such potent vital energy, such terrifying battle intent—rarely seen throughout history!"

Many powerful cultivators in the city rushed over, observing the battle while discussing it.

"Stop! How dare you desecrate the holy city? Do you all wish to challenge the law? Those who violate city rules will be executed without mercy!"

The soldiers guarding the ancient city shouted loudly, their faces all grim. In the past, even the legendary supreme prodigies who could attain enlightenment dismounted before entering. But these individuals before them were wild and fierce, fighting their way in with blood and iron, becoming "battle maniacs."

There were not many soldiers at the city gate. Upon hearing the commotion, commanders and others from other sections rushed over with dozens of people. Their faces dark, they loudly commanded them to stop.

Furthermore, even the Envoy of Guidance was alerted. From deep within the ancient city, a deafening daoist shout echoed, ordering the few to cease fighting, or they would be suppressed and killed.

The Second Holy City was abuzz with noise; everyone was aghast. Everyone within the hundred-mile-wide city learned of it and was stunned. "What kind of trial-takers are these? They're incredibly audacious!"

"It's been so many years. I still remember that even the most terrifying powerhouses, who were unparalleled across ancient star regions, didn't act this way when they passed through the city."

"After many years of peace, a huge disturbance has finally arisen. Are these people trying to overturn the holy city?"

Ye Fan and the others did not announce their names, but they had already drawn attention from all directions. Fighting their way into the city made it impossible for them not to be noticed.

They finally stopped fighting. Each one exuded murderous intent. They stared at each other with cold indifference, neither backing down.

In this battle, the Dragon-Horse suffered considerable injuries. While Ye Fan had wounds, they were not serious. All of the Thirteen Riders of Desolation had blood-stained battle attire. The two holy beasts nearly perished, covered in blood, collapsing on the ground. Guan Cheng's eyes held a cruel light; his left chest was pierced by Ye Fan's spear, and his heart was shattered. Blood pooled into a small river on the ground, a shocking sight; he nearly perished.

The other trial-takers who came with them, such as Kutoutuo, Mu Guanghan, Tuobayu, and Ouye Mo, stood at a distance. Though they did not participate, they witnessed the battle firsthand and fully understood its brutality.

This city was the Second Holy City on the Ancient Starry Road, but it was many times grander and larger than the First City. The atmosphere was even more solemn and austere.

The Grand Commander of the Second Holy City had a displeased expression. He stared at them for a long time before saying, "You truly have great audacity. Have you mistaken the human holy city for a trial ground? Do you intend to battle all the strong cultivators in the city?"

After leaving the bloody battlefield, only 147 people survived to reach this place. Everyone else had perished, and at this moment, there was complete silence.

"You are Gu Ling of the Thirteen Riders of Desolation, I've heard of you. And you are Guan Cheng, back on this road again..."

The Grand Commander, with a cold face, called out the names of the few who had engaged in the bloody battle one by one. This immediately caused a stir.

"The leader of the Thirteen Riders of Desolation—this is a top-tier seed powerhouse whose name was already known in the city even while he was on the road. I can't believe it's him."

"Guan Cheng? That name sounds familiar. Could it be him...? He was an unparalleled fierce individual over a decade ago, and after years of arduous cultivation, he's returned to the road. Even allied with the Thirteen Riders of Desolation, they couldn't defeat that man. Truly terrifying."

The city was abuzz with commotion. Upon learning the identities of those involved in the bloody battle, many showed surprise and discussed it.

Gu Ling, the leader of the Thirteen Riders of Desolation, had several shocking spear wounds on his body. Guan Cheng's heart was shattered; how could this not be alarming?

Although the young man surrounded in the center was also covered in wounds, his lone stand against so many people sent shivers down spines.

"So, he's that Ye Fan—I see. According to the news from over there, he was unstoppable in the First City."

There was communication between the various holy cities. News had already arrived in advance; otherwise, people couldn't have known beforehand.

"The Envoy of Guidance grants special pardon, valuing your exceptional cultivation, and will not hold this against you this time. However, there will be no next time. If you violate city rules again by engaging in wanton slaughter, you will be killed without mercy."

A disturbance thus subsided. The conflict did not escalate; it merely became a topic of conversation for people after meals.

In any case, Ye Fan and his group fighting their way into the city had a significant impact. It even spread into the starry sky.

"What? Someone obtained the Source of Dao? Someone obtained it over two decades ago; how could it reappear in this era? That's unlikely. Things are truly chaotic!"

Just as the commotion was about to settle, this news spread, and the Second Holy City became agitated. Many powerful individuals were shocked, their hearts unsettled for a long time.

Moreover, the impact was not limited to this place. It spread through special channels to the front of the Ancient Starry Road, and some holy cities in the depths of the universe also learned of it.

Undercurrents surged in the Second Holy City. The path ahead was also shrouded in mist, with some unusual stirrings. The reappearance of the Source of Dao made some people restless.

In the depths of the universe, a floating continent, immensely vast, had an ancient city built upon it. Outside the city, mountain ranges stretched across, teeming with life.

This was a crucial location on the Ancient Starry Road; it was unknown how many passes beyond.

Inside a divine garden, pavilions and towers were interspersed. Water flowed gently beneath white stone arch bridges, and immortal mist permeated the air, rising upwards.

In the small lake, an ancient lotus grew, immense and boundless. It bore a twelve-grade lotus platform, emitting auspicious mist and swirling chaotic energy, truly mysterious beyond compare.

Even ordinary cultivators could tell this was absolutely a terrifying heavenly material and earthly treasure, capable of being refined into an imperishable, peerless artifact.

In the garden, there was an ancient, unadorned dao platform. Shrouded in mist, a woman could be vaguely seen sitting cross-legged upon it, motionless. Facing the small lake, she quietly awaited the ancient lotus's full maturation.

"Miss, news has come from the rear: someone has obtained the Source of Dao." At this moment, a vibrant, graceful, and captivating woman approached, embodying the spiritual essence of heaven and earth, yet dressed as a maidservant.

The indistinct figure of the woman on the dao platform seemed to show a hint of doubt, and she softly murmured, "Twenty-three years ago, wasn't the Source of Dao obtained by Di Tian? How has it reappeared?"

Her voice had a magnetic quality, like celestial music. Even upon first hearing such astonishing news, she remained calm and serene.

This maidservant had black hair like a waterfall, fair skin, an oval face, and lively large eyes, beautiful as a spirit. She bowed to the woman on the dao platform and said, "The news is true, but that person did not successfully absorb it like Young Master Di Tian. The Source of Dao does not recognize him."

She reported diligently, conveying all the details she had gathered to the woman on the dao platform.

"This matter is not trivial; it's of great importance. The Source of Dao contains immense secrets. I need to make a trip to the Second Holy City," the indistinct figure on the dao platform said.

The lively little maidservant smiled and said, "Over two decades ago, Young Master Di Tian obtained the Source of Dao, and Miss also contributed to that. Now, if Miss also possesses it, who on this Ancient Starry Road could stand against you?"

"Di Tian is astonishingly talented, his aptitude surpasses all of antiquity and modernity. It's not surprising he obtained the Source of Dao; it has nothing to do with me. However, the path ahead is filled with fierce battles. This era is too terrifying, truly a mythical age. Even someone as powerful as Di Tian, who has gained the recognition of heaven and earth, has encountered several peerless formidable foes. It's hard to say who will have the last laugh. I am going to the Second City because I want to meet the cultivator who sealed the Source of Dao and see if I can persuade him to part with it and give it to Di Tian."

The little maidservant became displeased and said, "Young Master Di Tian has already obtained the true Source of Dao. Miss, why do you need to do this? You should trade with that cultivator from the rear and keep it for yourself."

"Di Tian has obtained the Source of Dao. If he were to merge with another portion, it might evolve into an astonishing immortal treasure. That is very important," the woman on the dao platform said.

"Miss, you are blessed by the heavens, having obtained the twelve-grade lotus platform from the Chaotic Immortal Earth. Wouldn't it be even more wonderful if you also obtained the Source of Dao?" the little maidservant urged.

"I have delayed for too long waiting for the chaotic lotus platform to mature. On the path ahead, if Di Tian has no assistance, it will likely be very difficult for him. This is a mythical era, and everyone has their own forces. Only through alliance can one advance and reach the summit," the woman on the dao platform said, and spoke no more.