Chapter 1454: Forbidden Realm

The entire battlefield fell silent, and everyone was shaken to their core. The Human Sacred Body was truly on the verge of invincibility. What kind of fist technique was this, capable of such devastating power?

Were the Gold-Eating Beast and Bronze Ant King not powerful? The Gold-Eating Beast had conquered a domain and was known as unparalleled on that ancient path. Was the Bronze Ant King weak? It had dominated another starry sky, revered as the supreme power of its region.

Yet, such formidable beings met such a brutal end. Under the Emperor Fist, they had not a shred of strength to resist and were directly blasted apart!

The Gold-Eating Beast’s form was unparalleled, almost indestructible, yet now it was dead. The Bronze Ant King’s physique was unique, possessing boundless strength, capable of shouldering the moon and carrying the sun, shaking an entire starry sky. Such a powerful physical body was shattered with a single punch.

Everyone was stunned, gripped by fear, their expressions constantly shifting, their hearts filled with dread.

"How can he be so powerful? Is the Human Sacred Body truly about to become invincible in the world?" murmured Xin Lan, who had once forcefully demanded Ye Fan join the Divine Race and been refused. Now, arriving haughtily, she witnessed such a terrifying scene.

"He has truly… touched that domain," Di Tian sighed, a terrifying mist appearing around him as he stood motionless, lost in thought.

"The Forbidden Domain, a terrifying designation. Throughout history, all who have reached this domain were exceptionally talented and peerless," said the Great Demon God expressionlessly.

In another direction, the Heaven Swallowing Beast, who had been looking down on everyone and pressing Long Ma and the Ten Saints, intending to annihilate them all, saw this scene. His expression became cloudy and uncertain, his eyes chillingly cold.

Earth Corpse stood still, gazing towards the Bodhi Tree, his face showing a deathly pallor. He clenched his fists; though his expression was cold and numb, one could discern the heavy burden in his heart.

Ye Fan was too powerful, deeply threatening everyone's confidence and filling them with an ominous premonition. This would become the collective inner demon of all present.

Everyone on this battlefield looked grim, feeling worse than if they had swallowed a heap of dead flies. Not long ago, they had arrogantly called the Human Sacred Body a lamb to the slaughter, whose Bodhi Tree could be seized.

But now, with this outcome, everyone was petrified. Ye Fan was so powerful. How many dared to step forward? Who could claim to suppress the Human Sacred Body?

Many had ashen faces, feeling as if they had been slapped, remaining silent for a long time. Even more were shocked; they knew that a dazzling martial emperor star had risen, unstoppable!

With a rumble, the battlefield split. Ye Fan, like a Celestial God, surveyed his surroundings and rushed towards Pang Bo. His invincible fist intent manifested, slaying the enemies there.

This area was close to the Bodhi Tree, and many had rushed here. Pang Bo, disregarding his own life and death, had held back these individuals. He had suffered unimaginably severe injuries; his Dao Body had long been killed and scattered on the spot. His true body was covered in wounds. Even now, several broken spears remained embedded in his back, deep into his bones, bleeding profusely.

Furthermore, a purple short sword was obliquely inserted into his head, piercing his skull. Had it not been for the "Heal" character secret, which allowed him to recover from injuries, he might have already perished here.

Pang Bo’s injuries were extremely severe. At the eighth level of the Saint King realm, he had held back so many powerful enemies, some even at the ninth peak, all just to buy time for Ye Fan.

At this moment, seeing Ye Fan’s success, he let out a long sigh of relief, as if finally unburdened. His body swayed precariously, almost falling into the pool of blood.

The sky exploded. Ye Fan took the initiative. Having just killed the Gold-Eating Beast and Bronze Ant King, striking fear into everyone's hearts, his return attack made them all tremble.

As he stepped, the heavens and earth quivered. The entire void seemed unable to contain his true form. Ye Fan raised his fist to strike, his whole body blazing with golden light, like burning flames.

*Puff!*

The first few individuals were directly shattered by his punch, blood splattering, bones broken, and forms exploding.

Ye Fan was truly enraged. Pang Bo had nearly died here because of him, covered in wounds. These people were the executioners, and he wanted to spare none of them.

He charged like a god or demon burst forth from hell, breaking free from chains, slaughtering in all directions. Blood flowed from his fists and fingers; no one could withstand him. Almost every punch was a death blow, every strike resulted in blood and bone flying.

The scene was incredibly terrifying. Ye Fan was invincible, unstoppable. This was an invincible momentum, leaving a trail of corpses underfoot as he advanced over the bones of his enemies.

Escape was useless. Ye Fan possessed the "Movement Secret," his speed unparalleled. Unless one could tear open the void with an ancestral artifact, survival was impossible!

*Rumble!*

The Great Dao resonated. Ye Fan’s entire body emitted immeasurable light. He placed a hand on Pang Bo’s body, his essence surging, helping to clear his meridians, rejoin broken bones, and pour vital energy like a vast sea into him, restoring his vitality.

"I’m fine, don’t waste your essence on me," Pang Bo said.

"Don't worry!" Ye Fan's two words exuded powerful confidence, dispelling all of Pang Bo's concerns. They had entered the world of cultivators together, sharing life and death, coming from the same place, and understood each other perfectly.

"What are you all waiting for? Are you going to sit here and die? Let’s attack him together, or else we will all perish!" shouted several of those who had previously encircled Pang Bo.

*Puff!*

However, the leader’s words abruptly ceased as a crimson blood flower blossomed on his forehead. He fell straight down.

Ye Fan flicked his fingers, and divine lights burst from his ten digits like immortal rainbows piercing the heavens and earth. The three individuals at the very front were instantly pulverized as if torn limb from limb, turning into mist of blood.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan roared, traversing the void and arriving in an instant. He unleashed a punch that dominated heaven and earth. The remaining three exploded completely, their pure white bones mixed with blood flying high. Nothing else remained.

The chaotic mist dispersed, leaving only a solitary figure as Ye Fan moved to the next area.

"This is undoubtedly the Forbidden Domain!"

Many felt a chill from head to toe, feeling despair. Such a person was truly nearing invincibility. Was he to dominate the Emperor Path so early?

Every Great Emperor was exceptionally talented, creating their own unique ancient scriptures, especially the forbidden chapters, which were unfathomable and rarely seen in the world.

The secret techniques on the last page of an Emperor Scripture were the terrifying manifestation of an ancient Great Emperor's ultimate combat power. Few could ever glimpse them, because almost everyone who did died!

Only by unleashing the supreme profound mysteries of the forbidden chapters and stepping into this domain could one be called "Forbidden"!

While Emperor Scriptures were passed down, and their descendants naturally possessed them and could even use them, truly standing in the Forbidden Domain was incredibly difficult.

The reason was simple: it was not their Dao, but belonged exclusively to the ancient Great Emperors. They could wield these techniques, but they were never the strongest manifestations of these ultimate secrets, always falling short of the original creators!

Ye Fan did not lack Emperor Scriptures, but only today did he step into this domain. This was the source of his power.

He created the Emperor Fist, causing all scriptures to resonate and divine demon runes to appear. Through arduous refinement, he evolved a supreme fist intent that transcended all laws of the world, perfectly aligning with him. This was his own technique.

To be able to create an ancient scripture, to truly enter this unique, exclusive domain, to experience the divine sensation of creating an ultimate scripture, and to earn the title of "invincible," was to stand in the Forbidden Domain.

*Puff!*

In another direction, Ji Ziyue was wounded. She was no match for Sangu, being two minor realms below him. At this moment, her face was pale, and blood gushed from her mouth.

She retreated, holding the blood-soaked Little Tot. The Lightning Phoenix was even more severely wounded, almost torn in half, convulsing in her arms, bleeding across the sky.

Sangu's face was ferocious, intending to kill them in an instant before Ye Fan could arrive.

However, he overestimated his speed. Ye Fan took a single step, and the stars shifted, the sun moved. It seemed slow, but it surpassed extreme speed, faintly touching upon the domain of time.

"He truly stands in the Forbidden Domain?!" Sangu turned around, a surge of resentment in his heart. They had both comprehended the Dao in the same place, yet the outcome was so vastly different.

He was a descendant of an ancient divine demon, his bloodline power supreme, favored by the Great Dao of this place. All the runes were imprinted within his body, yet now he was inferior to a mere human!

"Why did you also receive the inheritance of the Three Thousand Divine Demon Daos?" he roared.

"I used them to temper my fist intent," Ye Fan said coldly.

This statement was a devastating blow to Sangu. The Human Sacred Body had not received the divine demon inheritance at all; he had merely used them to temper his own fist intent. How incredibly powerful and confident must one be to do such a thing?!

Sangu’s face became extremely grim, his heart hollow, and his anger intensified.

Ye Fan supported Ji Ziyue and Little Tot, pouring vital essence into their bodies to heal their terrible wounds, rejoining broken bones and repairing shattered ones.

"I’m fine," Ji Ziyue said, her pale white face lacking color. She endured the pain, covered in cold sweat, stating that she was not seriously injured.

Ye Fan did not listen, knowing full well the severity of her injuries, and continuously poured golden essence into her, helping her recover.

Little Tot was also in critical condition. Not long ago, he had struggled to block Sangu, preventing him from approaching the Bodhi Tree. His golden wings had been torn off, he was covered in blood, and he trembled in a coma, looking very pitiful.

After healing their injuries, Ye Fan abruptly turned, facing Sangu, revealing the most terrifying killing intent.

Sangu’s face was ashen, filled with unwillingness. Ye Fan’s performance explained everything. Having both comprehended the Dao in the same place, in comparison, Ye Fan had effectively blocked his path to godhood! Despair filled his heart, his eyes turned blood red. He did not wish to flee, preferring to fight to the death rather than live under a lifetime of shadow.

"Ah…"

Sangu attacked, his roar shattering the sky. Three thousand Dao runes appeared, and divine demons emerged in the void, standing side by side like a range of black mountains, terrifying beyond measure.

"Even if a god comes, I will kill them!" Ye Fan declared with an invincible belief, his roar shaking the sun, moon, rivers, and mountains. Chaotic energy permeated the air. He stepped forward, unleashing a punch that was truly the Heavenly Emperor Fist!

At this moment, his whole body glowed, dazzling and resplendent, as if the Heavenly Emperor had descended to the lower realms, advancing fearlessly, looking down upon all living beings!

*Boom!*

Sangu was sent flying, spitting blood, with numerous terrible wounds appearing all over his body. He had chosen to directly clash, refusing to yield to reality, but the outcome was cruel; he was no match at all.

However, unlike others, he truly possessed the potential for invincibility. He continued to battle Ye Fan, charging forward once more, fighting with his life.

*Puff!*

After a dozen rounds, Ye Fan unleashed a punch. Sangu blocked with his fists, but his fingers began to break寸by寸. Then, his arms exploded, followed by his body violently shaking and falling apart. Finally, his skull was directly blasted upwards, soaring more than ten zhang high, splashing blood and brain matter.

"Ah…"

Sangu was filled with despair and unwillingness, but he was completely pulverized by a powerful fist intent. Fragments of bone rained down, leaving a pool of crimson blood, erased from existence.

Witnessing this scene, everyone’s faces turned pale. Even such a powerful Sangu was dead. It was profoundly shocking; the Human Sacred Body was truly invincible!

A chill ran down everyone’s spines. How could they possibly fight now? Some, seeing the grim situation, turned and fled.

*Puff!*

What awaited them was the Heavenly Emperor Fist. Ye Fan’s speed was too fast; with the "Movement Secret" unleashed, who could compare? He cut off the path of the mighty heroes, beginning a massacre.

Almost instantly, some died a violent death, shattered by him, perishing under the Heavenly Emperor Fist!

"Heaven Swallowing Beast, Earth Corpse, Golden Snake Eldest Young Master, come and face your deaths!" Ye Fan roared, his voice shaking the heavens. He faced the multitude of enemies alone, causing all the mighty figures to tremble.

Then, he turned his gaze to the distance, staring at Di Tian, the Great Demon God, the Nine-Eyed Jade Toad, the Divine Race Heavenly Maiden, the Heavenly Wolf, and others, his eyes sharp and piercing like lightning.

There were dozens of people on this battlefield, each one the strongest on an ancient path in their respective domains, revered under a certain starry sky. But at this moment, the place was utterly silent.