Chapter 1280: Kill Without Mercy

Wuxia Novel

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Chapter 1281: Kill Without Mercy

The Grand Commander wore a purple-gold crown, carried a Dragon-Jiao Scissors on his back, and held a golden banner. His battle aura was like a surging, boundless ocean, radiating outwards.

Pointing at Ye Fan, he said chillingly, "You use magic to reveal a so-called truth, deceiving all the heroes. This is utterly despicable. Such a trick is beneath contempt. Capturing you will instantly break it."

"Do you think everyone in the world can be deceived? It's already so obvious, yet you're still making excuses, trying to cover up the truth, utterly shameless!" Ye Fan retorted.

To the people in the city, this was like a thunderclap shaking the world. As the Grand Commander, he was one of the most powerful figures in the ancient city, second only to the Emissary. Who would dare defy him on a normal day?

"Capture this scoundrel and restore our honor!" the remaining soldiers roared, gripping their weapons, their blood surging, ready for a fight to the death.

They had no retreat. Only by eliminating Ye Fan could they have any chance of turning the tables; otherwise, today's events would not end well.

"Living with such shamelessness is a realm in itself. Don't you feel guilty saying such things? You truly are all heartless!" Ye Fan said indifferently, pointing his long spear forward.

"You slander our innocence and rely on your extraordinary divine abilities, manifesting a so-called divine sense to deceive the heroes. Only by killing your true body and examining your primordial spirit can our grievances be cleansed. What are you waiting for, everyone? Kill!"

A group of people charged forward, though this time they dared not confront him directly. They set up an ancient formation, with the Grand Commander leading the vanguard.

Boom!

A golden banner unfurled, its holy might immense. The flag covered the sky, containing within it the sun, moon, and stars, like a real cosmic expanse pressing down.

This was a golden sacred banner, forged from Star River Divine Sand, a material that would make even Great Sages envious. Grand Commander Yu Han had once sought to exchange ten thousand jin of such divine material for Dao Origin.

Such material was incredibly difficult to acquire. Although the cosmic star rivers were endless, one would have to travel through countless star fields to collect even a small amount of this divine sand, which was formed from condensed starlight.

The golden sacred banner fluttered, not entirely forged from this material, but also other substances. Wisps of aura emanated from it, weighing down with immense force, making the entire ancient city feel as if it would collapse.

Ye Fan smiled indifferently, raising an arm as if holding up the sky, and reached for the banner with his bare hand, completely unafraid of the overwhelming power of the star rivers.

All the holy energy was dispersed, coiling back into the banner, a vast starfield, an boundless world.

Inside, auspicious energies surged, and thousands of rays of ethereal light, like streaks of flying immortals, shone so brightly that people could not open their eyes.

"Void Imprisonment!" the Grand Commander shouted.

The banner contained a starry sky world, naturally evolved from the Star River Divine Sand it was forged from, forming a self-contained realm meant to imprison Ye Fan within it.

However, no matter how many divine abilities or Dao techniques were employed, Ye Fan simply threw a punch, rendering all the magical power and endless Dao arts useless, shattering them continuously.

The so-called imprisonment could only halt the world within the banner, but it could not truly fix Ye Fan in place. He was like a humanoid savage dragon, emerging unstoppable.

The Grand Commander was startled. With a soft shout, he violently shook the banner, and an even more terrifying scene unfolded.

Boom!

Within the golden banner, ancient stars appeared, then surged out, slowly rotating, suppressing Ye Fan beneath them, rumbling loudly.

Everyone was aghast. In that instant, countless ancient stars, vast and majestic, filled the sky, so close they seemed within reach.

A mighty pressure settled in people's hearts, irresistible—this was the power of the ancient stars unleashed by the golden banner!

Crack!

Cracking sounds echoed as Ye Fan swung his fists, shattering all the ancient stars, which exploded in the void, causing the entire golden banner to tremble as if it were about to disintegrate.

Grand Commander Yu Han's expression changed. He had thoroughly investigated Ye Fan, knowing that before entering the Primordial Dao Field, Ye Fan was merely a Half-Saint. How could he be so powerful now?

He was certain that no one had undergone a tribulation in the Dao Field this time, as he possessed a Dao Mirror born from that space, which could perceive everything within. The opponent should not have broken through, yet he was terrifyingly strong.

In the fierce collision, the golden banner flashed with lightning and thunder, unexpectedly unleashing tens of thousands of star rivers, vast as waterfalls, mighty as the ancient Nine Heavens, causing everyone's blood to surge and almost submerging the entire area.

This was a celestial phenomenon, awe-inspiring.

However, even such a sacred banner could not obliterate that massive hand. It was clearly visible that star rivers shattered one by one before Ye Fan's palm, turning into dazzling starlight.

With a tearing sound, Ye Fan ripped off half of the banner with one hand. All the celestial phenomena vanished, and peace returned.

The Grand Commander's face turned ashen. He held a tattered banner, the greater part of which Ye Fan had torn off with his bare hands. This was simply unimaginable.

"A bunch of shameless scoundrels, I'll send you all on your way, one by one." Ye Fan said coldly, his eyes blazing with divine light. In an instant, he activated the 'Soldier' secret art, causing the Grand Commander's banner to reverse, almost injuring him and others.

Clang! Clang!

Behind the Grand Commander, the soldiers who had set up the ancient killing formation all felt a chill. Their respective weapons turned against them, clanging and ringing.

With a thud, a scream was heard. One soldier's bronze sword sliced off his own head, and his primordial spirit was also cut down.

Another's ancient pagoda, suspended above his head, fell and crushed him, breaking his bones and tendons, turning him into a bloody pulp.

Dong!

A great bell boomed. An old soldier, who had become a Saint many years ago, had a bell suspended above his head. As it resonated, its waves shook several nearby people into blood mist, killing them instantly.

Ye Fan was intent on killing. Almost instantly, he wiped out these soldiers. Only two survived, forcibly pulled away by the Grand Commander as he retreated.

However, their deaths were merely delayed by a moment. With a soft shout, Ye Fan employed the Dao Call, and the two men in the Grand Commander's hands turned into two piles of mud, their bones and flesh dissolving simultaneously.

"You wreak havoc in the Human Race's Sacred City. Are you not afraid of the enforcers from the Ancient Path descending to kill you?" Grand Commander Yu Han roared.

"Why weren't you afraid when you sent these soldiers into the Primordial Dao Field to kill me and seize the Dao Origin?" Ye Fan asked.

"Emissary, please intervene and suppress this villain!" the Grand Commander shouted loudly, his voice making the ancient city walls hum.

At this moment, people were filled with shock. Ye Fan had killed people on the street, wiping out more than a dozen soldiers guarding the city, and had pushed the Grand Commander to this extent.

However, people were also astonished that the Emissary had not appeared, even as events escalated to this point, forcing the Grand Commander to directly call out and request intervention.

"Grand Commander Yu Han became an Ancient Saint 2,400 years ago. Who would have thought he would lose today? It is said that he might have already entered the Immortal Five Saint King realm. Could that be false?"

Someone whispered, and everyone was moved.

"I swear on my honor, what I said is true. The Grand Commander has almost reached the Immortal Five Saint King realm. Even if he hasn't fully arrived, he has one foot in the door."

Everyone was moved. What powerful combat strength Ye Fan possessed, to be able to fight a Grand Commander of such a realm and force him back. It was truly terrifying!

"He's killing people! The cultivator named Ye Fan has rebelled! Everyone, let's go together and kill him! Emissary, please intervene and suppress him!" someone secretly shouted, trying to incite the crowd.

Ye Fan's cold gaze was like lightning. He suddenly turned his head, and through the human wall, his eyes, containing the rise and fall of ancient suns, moons, and stars, boundless and profound, instantly pierced through everything.

Six figures stood together, shoulder to shoulder, hidden among the crowd. But how could they escape Ye Fan's current spiritual perception? They were Emperor Tian's six subordinates.

None of these six were human. They had once entered the Primordial Dao Field to ambush Ye Fan and seize his Dao Origin. Each of them was incredibly arrogant and spoke wildly, believing that Ye Fan could not attain the Dao and should instead follow Emperor Tian. Now, they were stirring up trouble amidst the chaos.

A cold snort echoed, shaking everyone's hearts. The Emissary had emerged. With so many people calling for him, it would be unacceptable if he didn't appear.

However, judging by his slow movements, he was clearly dissatisfied with the Grand Commander and others; otherwise, he wouldn't have stood by while more than a dozen soldiers were killed.

Ye Fan's expression shifted. The Emissary was indeed powerful, absolutely at the peak of Immortal Five, at the zenith of Saint Kings, on the verge of entering the Immortal Six Great Saint rank, on par with Beidou's Nine Phoenix King and Qilin Heavenly King.

"When the Emissary arrives, let's see how you can still act so ferociously," Grand Commander Yu Han said, feigning composure. He flicked his sleeve and turned, intending to leave.

"Did I say you could leave?" Ye Fan said, taking a step forward to block his path.

Everyone was astonished. The Emissary was about to appear, yet he still dared to act this way. He was truly audacious.

A dragon's roar emanated as the Dragon-Jiao Scissors, carried by Grand Commander Yu Han, flew out, transforming into a blaze of immortal light. A true dragon and a jiao dragon intertwined, attacking him in a shearing motion.

Ye Fan reached out and, with a 'bang,' directly grasped the dazzling Dao Scissors, attempting to subdue them. However, the divine spirit within the Dao artifact refused. He exerted force with both hands and, with a 'crack,' snapped the sacred artifact in two, unable to harm his flesh in the slightest.

Everyone stared in a daze. What an terrifying physical body it must be to cause such a scene?!

Then, Ye Fan's brow flashed, and a small cauldron flew out, rapidly expanding, emitting strands of primal energy. The stars seemed to shift as it instantly appeared above the Grand Commander's head.

He unleashed the cauldron, not to block the Dragon-Jiao Scissors, but to suppress and kill his enemy, fearing that Yu Han might escape by accident.

Boom!

The heavens shattered and the earth crumbled. From within the Myriad Things Cauldron, ten thousand star rivers descended, along with billions of strands of primal energy. Its interior was a cosmic sea of stars, where a Vermilion Bird struck across three thousand worlds, and chaotic deities roared. Yu Han was instantly drawn inside.

The star sea within the cauldron surged. With a gentle tremor, it inverted, its mouth facing downwards, and a cloud of ash drifted out. Grand Commander Yu Han was dead, reduced to dust!

"Even if Grand Commander Yu Han hadn't become a Saint King, he was very close. To die like this... just how powerful is this cultivator named Ye Fan!"

Everyone felt their scalps tingle. It went without saying that from this day forward, everyone in the city's group of trial-takers knew that likely no one could contend with Ye Fan.

The Myriad Things Cauldron flew back, primal energy descending, myriad spirits appearing, and star rivers flowing, protecting Ye Fan below. He ascended into the air, stepping through the void, heading straight in one direction to pursue.

There were six figures, whose expressions changed. Not wanting to be discovered, they instantly traversed the void. At the same time, Fairy Qingshi appeared, intending to block Ye Fan's path.

Boom!

The Myriad Things Cauldron flew out, crashing forward. The void collapsed, and two individuals were knocked out, their bodies a bloody mess. The descending primal energy crushed their bones and tendons, and with a scream, they turned into two clouds of blood mist.

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