Chapter 1286: All Must Die

"Ah!" Liu Ye screamed.

The foot-long spearhead, gleaming coldly, pierced through Liu Ye's chest. He struggled in agony as blood splattered, landing on him, thick and warm.

Ye Fan's black hair was disheveled. He held the spear in one hand, pointing it diagonally towards the sky, pinning Liu Ye in mid-air. Blood flowed down the cold metal shaft, a vivid scarlet and a shocking sight.

The cold spearhead had a deep, long blood groove from which blood gushed, carrying a metallic scent and staining the thick metal spear crimson.

The enforcer, who had been so high and mighty moments ago, was now impaled by Ye Fan's spear, held aloft in mid-air and dripping with blood, leaving the entire Yan Residence in complete silence.

"You will regret doing this!" said the former commander, Yan Yu. Although restrained by the Emissary, he could still speak, his face holding a trace of malice.

Liu Ye was the nephew of an enforcer; his status was extraordinary, and his background was intimidating. But Ye Fan still pierced him through, spilling blood on the spot.

"I never regret my actions!" Ye Fan said with great resolve.

With a clang, he plunged the metal spear into the ground. Liu Ye screamed as he was pinned directly to a large bluestone slab. Blood splattered, and his body trembled.

Ye Fan drew a bone arrow, drew his large bow, and said to the Dragon Horse, "End his life!"

At this moment, the Dragon Horse was pursuing Yan Chifeng. It had now become a Saint, its combat power advancing by leaps and bounds, trampling Yan Yu's great-grandson until he wailed miserably, a horrible sight, with more than a hundred of his bones broken.

"Whoosh!"

The bone arrow shot forth, slicing through the sky like a comet colliding with the depths of a star field, shaking heaven and earth as the entire firmament trembled.

"No!" cried the former commander, Yan Yu. His heart was torn seeing this scene. This was his only great-grandson being used as a live target on the spot. He wanted to stop it, but he couldn't move.

"Ah..." A piercing scream rang out. Yan Chifeng's features contorted as the arrow struck between his brows. A spray of blood erupted, and then his entire head exploded, followed by his whole body disintegrating, his form and spirit utterly destroyed. This time, there was no substitute puppet available.

Yan Yu was so pained he almost fainted. He cursed and swore at Ye Fan, fierce light bursting from his eyes, but he was suppressed by the Emissary and could not move.

"You're too unprincipled," the Dragon Horse said, dissatisfied. "How can you reap a life from my grasp? Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life; wouldn't letting him die like this be too cheap?"

"You are devils!" Yan Yu was so enraged he spat a mouthful of blood.

"The true devils reside in the hearts of people like you," Ye Fan retorted. He was always ruthless when dealing with such people.

The Yan Residence and the entire street erupted in a cacophony of noise. What happened today was destined to shake the Human Race's Second City and spread throughout the ancient starry road.

Ye Fan first slaughtered Commander Yu Han, then battled at the former commander's residence, killing the enforcer's nephew and others. This was truly earth-shattering, a veritable monstrous wave!

The only two remaining non-human experts turned pale. They silently retreated, trying to escape, but how could anyone let them go?

Yu Xian, Rui Wei, and other cultivators who had followed all made their move, cutting off their retreat and intending to capture them alive.

"Kill them!" the Emissary said, his words brief and powerful.

Ye Fan pondered. If interrogated, they would surely implicate some big figures. He also didn't want to make things difficult for the Emissary. He bent his bow again, and two bone arrows shot out with soft thuds, directly striking down the two non-human experts, turning them into blood mist and shattered bones.

"In the depths of the ancient starry road, you will struggle with every step! The true Human Emperor who can achieve the Dao will send you to your death!" one of the non-human experts cried out venomously before dying.

"Di Tian, is it?" Ye Fan said coldly. "Dare to block my path, and I will surely take his life. I will blast him into a bloody rain!"

The two non-human experts, filled with unwillingness and resentment, directly turned into ashes, their divine sense imprints completely erased.

"This guy can really rival the Great Demonic God Gu Huang," the Immortal Maiden's little maid, Ling'er, murmured, "decisive and domineering."

"Today, if you have grudges, settle them; if you have scores, settle them. Not one of you will leave!" the Dragon Horse roared, stomping through the sky and blocking Night Wuhun, the second leader of the Thirteen Riders of Heavenly Desolation.

Night Wuhun wanted to kill it, but the Dragon Horse had now become a Saint, its combat power advancing terrifyingly by leaps and bounds. A single stomp of its hoof almost shattered him.

Night Wuhun was also a Saint; even his mount, the Azure Dragon, was a Saint Beast, showing his profound cultivation. Yet, he encountered the Dragon Horse, this monster, and was instead suppressed, taking four hoof strikes in succession, his entire armor shattered, and his sternum fractured.

"Ah..." the second leader of the Thirteen Riders of Heavenly Emperor roared. This was a humiliation, and he felt extremely unwilling. Not long ago, he had been at loggerheads with Ye Fan, engaging in a great battle.

Now, he was suppressed by Ye Fan's mount. Clearly, they were no longer on the same level, far behind. He was so overwhelmed he had no power to fight back and was soon severely wounded.

"Pfft!"

The Dragon Horse wheeled around, stomping through the sky. Blood splattered as it trampled the head of the Saint Beast Azure Dragon beneath Night Wuhun, leaving a crimson mess as it died a violent death.

"I'll fight you to the death!" Night Wuhun cried out. He had plotted against Ye Fan many times, instigating Yan Chifeng to act and uniting with Guan Cheng, all to target Ye Fan and the Dragon Horse. He never imagined that he would end up in such a situation, suppressed by a mere mount. Everything seemed so ridiculous in the face of absolute power.

"Behold the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon that I created," the Dragon Horse said, adopting the posture of an unparalleled master. "If you can evade them, I will spare your life. Otherwise, I will send you on your way!"

Thump, thump...

Deafening hoofbeats resounded, pounding like heavenly drums. The Dragon Horse stomped across the sky; each step landed like the explosion of a Saint weapon, shattering the cosmos and tearing the heavens and earth apart.

"Pfft," "Pfft"...

The second leader of the Thirteen Riders of Heavenly Desolation trembled violently, constantly retreating. His heart was filled with despair and indignation. He could have originally contended with Ye Fan, but now he couldn't even defeat his mount.

"Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon!" The Dragon Horse stomped through the sky and left, pronouncing these four words with great flair.

Then, soft thuds rang out ceaselessly. The limbs, torso, and head of the second leader of the Thirteen Riders of Heavenly Desolation bore terrible hoof prints, successively exploding and turning into a shower of blood.

"The Demonic God Gu Huang will be waiting for you ahead, slaughtering everyone on the ancient starry road, unrivaled, to avenge us!" Night Wuhun fell, filled with unwillingness.

Everyone trembled. The name of the Great Demonic God shook the ancient starry road. His massacres ahead had dimmed the sun and moon, and faded the heavens and earth, causing headaches even for exceptional figures like the Immortal Maiden and Di Tian.

In today's battle, Ye Fan simultaneously offended Di Tian and the Great Demonic God. His future path would certainly be difficult, with the strongest and most intense battles ahead.

Boom!

Ye Fan summoned his cauldron, and the Mother Qi of All Things descended, crushing the Yan Residence into ruin. Entire swathes of ancient buildings turned to ash. Even though ancient formations were present, they could not withstand the cauldron's might.

From this day forward, the Yan family was razed to the ground. Not a single key figure managed to escape; all were killed.

"Ah..." Yan Yu cried out. As a Saint King, he could only watch helplessly, powerless to stop any of it. His heart was filled with indignation.

"Emissary, please enforce the law and execute this fiend!" Ye Fan said.

The Emissary sighed softly. He indeed bore responsibility for such turmoil in the Human Race's Second City. Facing the assembled powerful figures, he could only enforce the law strictly and suppress those who broke the rules.

"No..." Yan Yu cried out, struggling in terror. However, after the colossal hand in the sky crushed down, his body shattered inch by inch.

"Senior, let me do it," Ye Fan said. "Since I've embarked on this path, I'll bear all the infamy!" Ye Fan soared into the air and stomped down, stepping on Yan Yu's forehead.

"Pfft!"

Like a blooming firework, Yan Yu's Immortal Platform shattered, and his primordial spirit burned, turning into ashes of calamity.

Ye Fan, like a demonic king, with cold eyes and disheveled thick hair, descended to the ground.

Alas, Yan Yu had already entered the Saint King realm. If he had fully consolidated it, his achievements would have been limitless, and he could have had a glorious journey, but instead met his end here.

Finally, everyone's gaze turned to Ye Fan. The black spear had pinned Liu Ye to the ground, dripping with blood, but he was not dead.

"Stop! Just let me go," he cried out, trembling, "and everything will be fine in the future. There will be many benefits waiting for you in the depths of the ancient starry road."

Ye Fan activated the "Soldier" character secret art, and Liu Ye's Grand Luo Silver Essence battle armor shone brightly and clanged, peeling off his body and reassembling itself nearby.

This was a powerful Saint King battle armor, forged from divine materials and belonging to a powerful enforcer on the ancient starry road, but now it had been seized by Ye Fan.

A pale-faced young man in a moon-white tight-fitting suit revealed his true appearance. He was handsome but also somewhat effeminate, his eyes glowing like the Lunar Star, with an aura of cold Yin energy lingering about him.

"Let me go, and you can roam freely in the depths of the ancient starry road!" He continued to raise his offer.

Ye Fan pulled out the long spear, then with a thud, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close. Without a word, he directly slapped him hard across the face.

"Smack!"

It was a slap so powerful it made onlookers' faces ache. Teeth, blood, and saliva flew through the air as half his face was almost mashed to a pulp.

Of course, this was all a result of Ye Fan's restraint; otherwise, he would have directly shattered his head.

"You... dare to hit me..."

Liu Ye was stunned by the slap. His status was extraordinary; from childhood, no one had dared to lay a finger on him, yet now he was being humiliated like this.

"Smack!"

Ye Fan slapped him backhanded, mashing the other side of his face as well. All his teeth fell out, flying with blood and saliva.

Then, Ye Fan kicked out. Liu Ye flew like a ball, crashing into the distance.

The Dragon Horse galloped past. Piercing screams rang out as Liu Ye was trampled, his bones broken and tendons snapped. The basin-sized hooves landed on his body, and he became a pile of mangled flesh.

"No..." he cried out miserably, looking pleadingly at the Emissary, hoping he would intervene.

The Emissary opened his mouth, about to say something, but Ye Fan preempted him, saying, "I did all of this alone. Let me see this villainy through to the end."

"Pfft!"

Liu Ye's head shattered, and he died a humiliating death. His former malice, ruthlessness, arrogance, and tyranny... all were useless. He was trampled to death.

That day, the Human Race's Second Sacred City was greatly shaken. Soon, the news spread into the ancient road, causing a huge uproar!

"The Sacred Body has arrived!"

"The Sacred Body from Burial Emperor Star has arrived!"

The Human Race's Sacred Body appeared, after being dormant for a hundred thousand years, reappearing on the ancient starry road. Killing the city's Grand Commander and executing the enforcer's nephew, he made a powerful debut, transforming into a storm.

This news was like a torrent, sweeping across heaven and earth, surging towards the front of the ancient starry road, triggering a great earthquake!