Chapter 1301: 斩敌明道

Chapter 1302: Slaying Foes to Affirm the Dao

In the cosmos, primordial chaos mist shrouded a slender, powerful figure. Its true form was obscured by the haze, with only a pair of exceptionally sharp and intimidating eyes visible.

After the heavenly tribulation ceased, the entire world fell silent. Not a sound could be heard in the star domain.

"Boom!"

A peerless domineering punch shot out, as the Stone Man launched the first attack.

"I will kill you!" the Sacred Spirit Wugu roared. Waves of dao light burst from his stone body, and sacred blood surged within him. His eyes resembled two stars.

He was the only one who survived this heavenly tribulation, an unprecedented catastrophe that resulted in immense losses. All those who perished were his loyal subordinates.

Enraged, he charged forward, vowing to smash Ye Fan into a bloody pulp with a single punch. This was the wrath of a Sacred Spirit, causing the universe to pale, starlight to dim, and blood energy to permeate the firmament.

Ye Fan's fist power was unparalleled, surging through the boundless star domain. It resembled a cascading galaxy, deafening and immeasurable. He stood within the primordial chaos mist, meeting force with force, directly confronting a Sacred Spirit protected by the heavens.

Nearby, asteroid fields exploded one after another, transforming into dazzling fireworks.

This was immeasurable fist power; with a single strike, heaven and earth were torn asunder, the universe trembled slightly, and divine might became unstoppable.

Although merely a human made of flesh and blood, not a massive celestial body, at this moment, Ye Fan's every movement caused the starry sky to shake, as if an enraged deity capable of devouring suns and moons was present.

*Crack!*

Ye Fan's golden fist collided with the Sacred Spirit's stone fist, producing a distinct cracking sound, followed by a terrifying splash of divine blood.

The Stone Man Wugu recoiled, his face filled with shock. His right hand was broken off at the wrist, his entire fist shattered and bleeding profusely.

This was only because he had the resolve to sever his wrist like a true warrior; otherwise, even his forearm would have been lost, shattered by the single blow. The spilling Sacred Spirit blood filled him with extreme unwillingness and loss.

"No! My Sacred Spirit race is invincible! We have always fought against immortals, never suffering harm from those of lower realms!"

"It was that old Daoist by the withered well... his chanting damaged my origin; otherwise, I would surely have annihilated you! No human below the Saint King realm is my match!"

His eyes were grim and deep as he roared in anger.

Ye Fan stood within the primordial chaos mist, his gaze shooting out like a torch, resembling a god of war. He declared, "So what if you are a Sacred Spirit? I do not agree that you are unrivaled among your peers!"

He had successfully passed his tribulation, advancing two heavenly layers to reach the fifth stage of the Saint Realm—the fifth layer of the Sea of Wheels secret realm. His strength had increased significantly, and within his body, the Sea of Wheels had completely transformed into a Taiji Immortal Diagram.

Only a year had passed, yet he had broken through again, passing two tribulations consecutively. Such speed, if widely known, would surely shock people! He was steadily advancing in the Saint Realm, pushing towards his path of invincibility.

"Do not dare to despise my race! From ancient times until now, Sacred Spirits have been invincible among their peers, forging supreme glory with true battle achievements!" the Stone Man Wugu shouted.

Ye Fan calmly replied, "I only know that it is precisely because of the Sacred Spirits' power that the Ancient Great Emperors appear even more dazzling, their glory shining through the ages. Today, I, a human, will sever your head to prove a point."

This pierced Wugu's heart like a steel awl. From ancient times until now, in conflicts with several human Great Emperors, the Sacred Spirit lineage had tasted an indescribably bitter defeat.

He roared furiously, "It's only because those predecessors weren't fully perfected and emerged prematurely! Otherwise, even the Ancient Great Emperors would have died, utterly annihilated!"

"Is that so? Then defeat me and let's see who is weaker or stronger. I'll give you an hour to heal your injuries and eliminate the old Daoist's influence on you."

Ye Fan spoke calmly, but to Wugu, his words were like a thunderclap, causing his body to tremble before he roared in fury.

He knew well that this human was not arrogant or perverse, but utterly composed, speaking with a peaceful mind. This meant one thing: Ye Fan intended to use him to establish his unyielding will for invincibility!

This human harbored the ambition of a Great Emperor. He sought to use Wugu as a whetstone, slaying a god and a demon to affirm his Dao heart and strengthen his belief in invincibility.

"You... what have you taken me for?!" Wugu's roar ripped through the starry sky, his entire body's blood boiling. To him, this was an unbearable humiliation, to be treated as a mere stepping stone.

The Sacred Spirit lineage was invincible throughout the world, holding themselves in extremely high regard. Who would dare to belittle them? Yet, in this human's eyes, they were utterly insignificant.

"I am not belittling you," Ye Fan said calmly. "Otherwise, why would I bother to sever your head for my trial?"

"Ah..." Wugu, almost driven mad, attacked Ye Fan.

At first, Ye Fan ignored him, sitting cross-legged in the primordial chaos mist and continuously retreating, maintaining a certain distance while silently comprehending his own techniques and Dao.

"I'll fight you to the death!" Wugu screamed, unable to tolerate such disdain. He recklessly boosted his strength and charged forward.

Every Sacred Spirit possessed an invincible heart, born of heaven and earth, imbued with unparalleled divine might. Each one was a top master, and could not tolerate contempt.

"Since you seek death, I shall grant it to you." Ye Fan abruptly opened his eyes, dispelling the primordial chaos mist to reveal his true form. His black hair cascaded down, his body glowed with precious brilliance, and he charged forward in a single stride.

This was an aggressive offensive. Ye Fan had almost no defense, fighting with sweeping, open movements. His fist power ripped through the sky, and from the very first moment, he sent Wugu flying.

Wugu was proud. He had fallen in a direct confrontation and wanted to get back up, to match Ye Fan's physical might, but reality was cruel.

"Pfft."

After dozens of blows, his entire right arm was shattered by Ye Fan, blood splattering and divine radiance scattering. He was disheartened and grievously wounded.

"Why?" The pride of a Sacred Spirit, his invincible honor, shattered at this moment. He knew that even if his body were unharmed, he might still be defeated in a contest among peers.

Ye Fan's Sea of Wheels overflowed with immortal light, wisps of ripples appearing and then surging out. The Taiji Diagram expanded, enveloping his approaching body, while his own body became the dragon-shaped curve of the Dao.

He was evolving the Sea of Wheels scripture, testing his Dao, using a Stone Man Sacred Spirit as a blade to verify it.

This was a fierce battle, but its outcome was never in doubt. Finally, amid the Stone Man's unwilling roars, Ye Fan punched through his body and, using a dragon-shaped curve, severed his head.

Stone fragments scattered. This material, forged by heaven and earth over millions of years, was sturdier than even sacred artifacts and was a treasure for artifact refining.

The crystalline, glowing blood was also precious. Born of heaven and earth, it contained pristine Dao principles. Ye Fan collected all of it, intending to give it to the Dragon Horse to aid its enlightenment.

The starry sky was silent. A great battle had ended. All pursuing forces had turned to ashes, and even Wugu had been slain.

Ye Fan conjured a formation platform, opened a domain gate, and stepped through. He arrived under another starry sky, just in time to see the Dragon Horse and the Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon forming cocoons to cultivate the Dao.

It must be said that their gains from this battle were immense. Bathed in sacred blood, they consumed blood food of astonishingly high quality, and the sheer quantity was unimaginable on normal days.

They had obtained an ancient method from the Demon Emperor's Cave that allowed them to continuously purify blood and nourish dragon blood. Such a vast amount of blood food, repeatedly refined and extracted, nourished their bodies. Moreover, the laws and order contained within the blood provided immeasurable benefits.

The ancient technique left by the Demon Emperor, though merely a method and not an ancient scripture, was incredibly heaven-defying. It was a path of evolution that allowed demon cultivators to grow without limit.

Ye Fan brought the Sacred Spirit blood, which was an unimaginably powerful supplement for them, accelerating their blood refinement.

Although both ferocious beasts had vomited bitter bile, they were still, even through their cocoons, furiously devouring the Sacred Spirit blood, not wasting a single drop. This was a source of their metamorphosis.

"So many powerful cultivators who died in battle were mostly devoured by you, many of them Saint-level. And now you've drunk Sacred Spirit blood. If you don't achieve success in cultivation, you'll truly be letting all of this go to waste."

Ye Fan transported them to a peaceful star system, far from the battlefield, so they could safely undergo their tribulation. Especially before that, it was crucial not to disturb them, as the two beasts needed to refine dragon blood and undertake deep cultivation of the Dao.

After leaving, he searched everywhere but found no trace of Daoist Qinghuang or that invincible peak-level Sacred Spirit. It was unknown where their battle had led them.

Ye Fan returned to the Human Race's Tenth City, looking down at the ancient planet below. The battle there had grown even fiercer, with many human powerhouses arriving as reinforcements from the depths of the starry sky.

The alien army was powerful, filling the Divine Ghost Burial Ground in Great Moon Slope with their lives, regardless of the cost. Not to mention the fallen humans, even the blood of this current batch of aliens was substantial enough.

Great Moon Slope trembled, and the entire ancient planet gently shook. Many ancient beasts on the ground felt their hair stand on end, as did the battling powerhouses.

By the ancient well, immortal flames surged. A terrifying figure sat cross-legged, drawing in wisps of sacred blood and pouring them into the well, dismantling the seal.

At this moment, gods and demons roared, fierce winds raged, sand and stones flew, and even beyond the domain was affected.

This was a celestial phenomenon, indicating a shocking and terrifying event was about to occur. Mountains, rivers, and all things trembled, and the entire ancient planet seemed on the verge of collapse.

"Stop them! Don't let him open the ancient well, or this entire star domain will be lost!" the Human Race's Tenth City's Envoy of Reception cried out.

Many powerhouses charged, including several peak Saint King existences, heading towards the demonic land in the deepest part of Great Moon Slope. However, no one could get close; the Stone Man standing motionless nearby had made his move, his divine might overwhelming the world.

"Rendo!" The Tyrant Dragon Queen Tuolan, leading a group of ancient beasts, also charged, roaring in indignation.

Rendo was a good friend of her late husband. She never imagined he would send people to abduct their offspring and then feign kindness, appearing righteous and ready to help her when she invited him. Who knew he was the mastermind?

"Pfft," "Pfft"...

Rendo struck mercilessly. Neither ancient beasts nor human powerhouses could approach the ancient well by even half a step; all were killed by him, their blood gushing onto the ground.

Tuolan and the Envoy of Reception were both heavily wounded, unable to contend with Rendo. Further away, the Stone Man Mopu sneered repeatedly, leading his direct lineage to charge forward and guard the demonic well.

"Dong," "Dong"...

Louder and louder thudding sounds emanated. Something beneath the ancient well seemed to be trying to climb out, constantly impacting the well walls, causing Great Moon Slope to quake violently and the sun, moon, rivers, and mountains to tremble!

Not only did the Stone Men Rendo and Mopu's expressions change, but even the invincible Fire Sacred Spirit sitting cross-legged before the well entrance trembled. His face, obscured by fire mist, showed shifting emotions.

"After such a long time, there's still a living being in the ancient well?" Ye Fan also revealed an expression of disbelief.

Evidently, the situation was no longer controlled by the will of the Sacred Spirit lineage. Even if they stopped now, this ancient well was destined to break open, because something inside was reviving and violently attempting to break free on its own, doing so faster and more intensely than their efforts to break the seal!