Chapter 1427: All Enemies Attack

A gleaming and sharp golden serpent body, several yards long, cut through the air like three golden divine spears, striking directly at Ye Fan's back. A scarlet tongue flickered out, a true serpent's kiss—a lethal ambush!

At this critical moment, the three golden serpents arrived. They dared to expose themselves before the Divine Domain just to eliminate Ye Fan, displaying boundless audacity. Meanwhile, Ye Fan was locked in an intense battle with the grey-haired elder. This was an unparalleled, terrifying opponent, unlike anyone he had encountered before. Though not high in cultivation level, he possessed the aura of a Great Sage, striking fear into observers. Even a simple strike from him contained profound universal truths, a power that could turn decay into wonder.

"Boom!"

While fending off his formidable foe, Ye Fan was forced to divert his attention to deal with the three terrifying golden serpents. He spun around, unleashing a Six Paths Reincarnation Fist that shattered the void, blocking the three golden divine spears.

The three golden serpents were supremely powerful, their bodies enveloped in monstrous blood energy. They evaded the edge of Ye Fan's fist, facing him coldly, ready to strike again at any moment.

Pang Bo, Dragon Horse, and the others were enraged. The Golden Serpent Clan was cruel and ruthless; having recently killed so many people, they now reappeared before them, kicking them while they were down.

"You vile worms! Aren't you afraid of playing with fire, acting so recklessly?" Pang Bo roared. The three golden serpents were truly bold to appear before the Divine Domain; their sole aim was to kill them.

"We have been waiting for this moment for a long time. We are not joining this main battle; we are merely lending a hand from the periphery," the Third Golden Prince stated icily.

The three princes of the Golden Lineage were all iron-blooded and ruthless. This was the opportune moment they had sought. They were willing to risk exposure and danger to eliminate their opponents, bordering on madness.

Throughout this, the major powerhouses of the Divine Domain remained calm, showing no reaction. They intensified their attacks, aiming to subdue their opponents swiftly.

Especially the battle between Ye Fan and the grey-haired elder, which shook heaven and earth. Ghosts wailed and gods howled; both were peerless masters, rarely encountering rivals at the Fifth Layer of the Saint King realm.

They fought frenziedly, their hair disheveled. Around them appeared visions of gods and demons, blood rained down, and evil spirits shrieked, as if the gates of hell had opened.

The ferocity and brutality of this battle far surpassed anyone's imagination. Ye Fan's expression was grim; he used every technique at his disposal. The imposing elder opposite him stood like an unmoving monument, an overwhelming presence that left people breathless.

His title as 'Second Under the Stars' was no exaggeration; he truly transcended the world. He was even more formidable than the elite among the young supremes, exceptionally powerful and terrifying.

He possessed a fearsome breathing technique; with every breath, thunderous rumbling emanated from his body. It seemed he could anticipate his enemies' moves, and every strike was highly targeted, as if he wielded the Great Dao itself in battle.

This was a despair-inducing opponent, perfectly attuned to nature. A single blow from him could shatter stars and sink moons, a sight rarely witnessed in this era.

Ye Fan was evenly matched with him. Having faced many powerful foes throughout his years of cultivation, this was the first time he had encountered such a peculiar opponent.

Not only did he possess supreme attack power that could turn decay into wonder, but he also exerted a potent mental pressure, surpassing even physical and mystical suppression. His mental energy, flowing in strands, twisted space and time, making one feel suffocated, as if their primordial spirit would crack.

"Swoosh!"

The three princes of the Golden Serpent Clan attacked intermittently, each strike aimed at a vital point, forcing Ye Fan to defend and naturally disrupting his rhythm. Distraction was most taboo in a life-and-death struggle.

If an ordinary person were disturbed like this, even if not ambushed, they would be killed by the grey-haired elder, severely impacting the battle.

The three princes of the Golden Serpent Clan were all terrifying individuals. Any one of them emerging would cause a bloody storm, let alone all three appearing together to launch an ambush.

Ye Fan's situation was precarious. A transcendent powerhouse was locked in a life-and-death struggle with him, while three other grand masters watched him like tigers, ready to strike a lethal blow at any moment, leaving him unable to guard against all attacks.

"Roar..."

Pang Bo let out a long roar, unleashing five slashes from the Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes at once. He cleaved his two frontal opponents until they bled profusely, almost killing them. He rushed over, attacking the Third Golden Prince, aiming to free Ye Fan from his plight.

"So much for the Divine Domain! Colluding with the 'devils' you speak of, deceiving the world and stealing fame—what kind of gods are you? I see nothing but mountain demons and ghosts, utterly disgraceful," Dragon Horse scoffed.

The two individuals battling them looked grim and launched their strongest attacks. They also occasionally glanced at the three princes of the Golden Serpent Clan, who were also extraterrestrial devils they intended to slay.

"Calm yourselves. Kill the enemy," the grey-haired elder said plainly, only four words, without any superfluous remarks.

The four great masters were instantly jolted and all calmed down.

This elder was too calm. Even though a third party had arrived, and they were also extraterrestrial demons, since they weren't opposing them and aimed to eliminate Ye Fan, there was no need for him to change the current situation; they should simply continue fighting the enemy.

Pang Bo clashed head-on with the Golden Serpent princes. However, these three clearly didn't want to get too deeply embroiled; they unleashed a full-power strike, sending Pang Bo spitting blood and flying backward, returning to the battlefield of the Divine Knights.

"Don't worry about me!" Ye Fan roared, his mighty shout shaking heaven and earth. A clear qi emerged above his head, signifying the ancient art of One Qi Transforming into Three Pure Ones.

After his Dao body separated from his true form, it rushed straight towards the three golden serpents.

At this moment, Ye Fan launched an indiscriminate attack. His true form and Dao body simultaneously unleashed the Golden Treasury, acting as yin and yang, positioned on two sides, sandwiching the grey-haired elder and the three Golden Serpent princes between them. Thousands of Dao bells, heavenly pagodas, immortal swords, precious mirrors, and sky-net umbrellas flew, all seemingly forged from gold, collectively suppressing the four supreme experts.

Undoubtedly, this was an unparalleled and exceedingly sharp offensive, leaving no room for defense. Golden weapons flew across the sky, as if conjured from endless eons past.

The grey-haired elder revealed a look of surprise and asked, "What is your connection to that old man riding an ox two thousand years ago?"

The moment he spoke, even the four strong experts of the Divine Temple, who were fiercely battling Pang Bo and the others, showed expressions of shock. They almost got cleaved bloody by Pang Bo again.

In the past, too many things had happened. That old man riding an ox had single-handedly entered and exited the various forbidden zones on the other shore.

The outside world was unaware, but they knew that the enigmatic old man riding an ox two thousand years ago had entered the Divine Domain and visited their deity, making all the then-living divine elders extremely wary.

The grey-haired elder calmed down, once again becoming profound and unfathomable, like an abyss or a vast ocean. Light emanated from beneath his feet, almost like a deity, treading on golden lotuses. In an instant, his body transformed into eight ancient gods, radiating terrifying power as they suppressed Ye Fan.

Of course, these Dharma bodies were not as powerful as his true form, nor as terrifying as Ye Fan's Dao body. Nevertheless, they were still astonishing.

The four princes of the Golden Serpent Clan also let out a soft cry; their forehead bones shone brightly as they unleashed the ancient art of Teng Snake Divine Transformation. This was to forcibly elevate their combat power, instantly reaching a saturation point, aiming to kill Ye Fan in one blow.

Moreover, within each of their cranial caps, a corner of a formation diagram appeared, ready to fly out at any moment, intending to suppress and kill everyone present at a critical juncture!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, at this very moment, two monstrous surges of blood energy appeared, surging forth like vast oceans. They joined the fray, also targeting Ye Fan.

An ancient beast of terrifying power, covered entirely in sanguine light. It was unknown how many beings it had devoured; its scales were bone-chilling, utterly horrifying. It was the Heaven Devouring Beast, arriving at this critical moment, seeking to utterly destroy Ye Fan.

The Heaven Devouring Beast, massive in size, an ancient beast sovereign cultivated for thousands of years, capable of directly swallowing planets. To all beings, it was an ancient god or demon, a rare variant throughout history.

Its appearance made the battle even more terrifying. Ye Fan's situation grew more precarious; his true form and Dao body charged left and right, fiercely battling so many supreme powerful foes.

"Boom!"

Pang Bo fought desperately, his eyes gleaming. He pushed the Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes to their limit, bisecting his two opponents. Blood splattered, staining the ground crimson.

This sight shocked everyone else. One must know that these were several of the Divine Army's commanders, among the most formidable individuals in the Divine Temple. Otherwise, how could they serve as the grey-haired elder's left and right arms? They were no weaker than the young supremes from outside this domain!

"Kill!"

Pang Bo charged over, bathed in blood, joining Ye Fan's side of the battlefield and fighting the multitude.

"Damn it! I obtained the inheritance of my ancestor, Dragon Horse, in the ancient tomb of the Demon Emperor back then, but it has harmed me ever since. I still can't dissolve that Dragon Blood Crystal Core, otherwise, why would I be in such a state?" Dragon Horse sighed.

As for the other members of the Twelve Saints, they remained relatively calm. After all, they were several minor realms below their opponents, so being able to fight this long was already a testament to their strength.

Not everyone was an 'anomaly' like Ye Fan, capable of continuous breakthroughs. Although the Twelve Saints were extraordinary, they still fell within the scope of understandable miracles; they were real, flesh-and-blood individuals, not god-defying beings almost akin to immortals.

Their state was considered normal. Individuals like Ye Fan could only be described as 'phenomenal,' rare throughout history.

"Let's go!" Ye Fan roared, his voice shaking heaven and earth as he unleashed his full combat strength. The Golden Divine Treasury, Five-Colored Divine Light, Primeval Magnetic Secret Art, and other brilliant techniques shone dazzlingly. He then manifested his unique phenomenon, a terrifying aura sweeping across the sky.

His true form and Dao body acted in unison, like yin and yang. All the ancient arts and phenomena they unleashed were symmetrical, forming a terrifying divine diagram that doubled their power.

He forcefully tore open the battlefield, beckoning Pang Bo to break out with him. Then, wrapping the Twelve Saints in their charge, they surged towards the distance. With all their enemies revealed, they could not continue to fight a bloody battle here.

"Roar..." With a roar from a golden serpent, heaven and earth shattered. A corner of a formation diagram appeared from the cranial cap of the Fourth Prince, who called out to his two elder brothers, wanting the four diagrams to merge and destroy Ye Fan.

The First Golden Prince shook his head coldly. At this moment, with all sorts of figures appearing, he didn't want to stand out. They could pursue all the way, but at the critical moment, he still intended to use the formation diagram to eliminate others.

At the same time, he also had a concern. The Second Golden Prince had once wielded a corner of a formation diagram to fight Ye Fan, but had died. Ye Fan likely possessed some terrifying ancestral artifact.

Ye Fan and his group broke through, retreating all the way. Several formidable enemies pursued them from behind. Any one of them emerging could make the earth quake repeatedly. Yet now they were all pursuing them simultaneously.

"Clang!"

Suddenly, metallic light shot up ahead. Giant divine thorns erupted from the ground, piercing the high heavens, nearly impaling Ye Fan and Dragon Horse to the sky.

A metallic monster blocked their path, ascending coldly into the sky. It was the Gold Devouring Beast. Recently, its cultivation had advanced further, having devoured many Saint artifacts and divine materials, making its combat power even more terrifying.

Ye Fan fought desperately. Now, if gods blocked him, he would slay gods; if Buddhas blocked him, he would kill Buddhas. Once blocked, with all enemies converging from behind, his situation would likely become perilous.

"Buzz!"

Amidst millions of rays of light, Ye Fan struck forward with a palm, deforming the Gold Devouring Beast's metallic arm. If it were flesh and blood, it would have surely exploded. But being a metallic body, only its luster dimmed.

However, a cut appeared on Ye Fan's right palm, from which drops of blood flowed. This astonished Pang Bo and everyone else; that something could injure Ye Fan's physical body was unprecedented!

"Dragon-Patterned Black Gold!" Ye Fan's expression turned stern. Between the Gold Devouring Beast's palm and fingers was a black thorn, coiled with a black dragon, emanating a bone-chilling aura, incredibly daunting.

"Once I devour true metallic immortal material, I will surely send you on your way," the Gold Devouring Beast said chillingly.

"Unfortunately, you'll never get that chance. I'll remember this day. In the future, all of you will die. There is only one true supreme; the rest will turn to ash," Ye Fan stated calmly.

Clearly, this was a premeditated encirclement and assassination. The golden serpents, the Heaven Devouring Beast, the Gold Devouring Beast, and others harbored malicious intentions, aiming to use this opportunity to eliminate Ye Fan.