Chapter 1537: Blood Floods the Frozen Plain

Chapter 1541: Blood Soaks the Ice Plain

Snow peaks trembled, rumbling loudly as a terrible avalanche struck!

Groups and clusters of cultivators appeared, all flying towards this direction. There were men and women, old and young, including protectors from the world's foremost Divine Court and rogue cultivators from the Great Wilderness.

Figures flickered across the landscape as the powerful individuals walked across the snow. Avalanches and crumbling mountains could not impede their steps; they all converged.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on Little Nannan; no one could take their eyes off her. This was the legendary divine infant, who had brought prosperity to the Ziwei Divine Dynasty for a hundred years before suddenly disappearing. Her image had spread throughout the world, and now everyone knew about her and was searching.

"She's appeared!" "She really has!"

"The human-form immortal medicine has finally reappeared in the world," someone exclaimed, "making people so excited they could go mad!"

One cultivator after another saw only Little Nannan, almost ignoring Ye Fan, for she was the hope of achieving immortality in this era.

A child who surpassed any immortal medicine, a living immortal, made people's eyes red with desire.

Many people didn't recognize Ye Fan, and in this situation, even if a god appeared, everyone would want a piece of the action, hoping to gain some "immortal fate."

Ye Fan became unusually calm at this moment, his inner energy restrained, yet he was utterly cold as he stared at the frenzied crowd.

Some recognized him, feeling fear in their hearts, but they did not retreat. They waited for someone to step forward and challenge this terrifying Sacred Body, hoping for an opportunity to seize the human-form immortal medicine.

"Put down the divine infant and leave!"

A vast horde of figures appeared on the ice plain ahead. The leader, riding a savage beast, held a halberd and pointed it at Ye Fan from a distance, emanating a murderous aura.

"These are people from the Ice Demon Hall of the extreme north, an immortal sacred land," someone remarked. "They've finally appeared. It's not surprising to see so many troops dispatched in their territory."

Many people frowned, feeling immense pressure.

"The human-form immortal medicine should be held by those with virtue," the leader declared. "I won't make things difficult for you; leave the immortal medicine and retreat quickly!"

His mount had ice scales gleaming coldly, and his own body was covered in metal armor, radiating a chilling murderous aura. His entire being, even his head, was covered by armor, making him a daunting sight.

Behind him, everyone wore almost identical attire, their armor gleaming with a cold metallic luster. Their savage beasts shook their heads, wagged their tails, and neighed continuously.

"Put down the divine medicine!" these people shouted in unison, their voices shaking heaven and earth. Many mountains behind them collapsed, turning into dust under the iron hooves of the many savage beasts.

This was an unstoppable steel torrent, rapidly charging forward, shocking all who witnessed it!

A cruel, cold smile appeared on Ye Fan's lips, his heart filled with extreme rage. Little Nannan made his heart ache with distress, yet these people still regarded the little girl as medicine right in front of him.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan roared like a wounded beast, covering Little Nannan's eyes. He summoned an iron sword through the air and swung it forward.

Although it wasn't an immortal weapon, just a fine iron sword, in Ye Fan's current hands, even a withered piece of wood could emit immortal light, so its power was naturally immense.

This sword lit up the sky and tore open the firmament, like a vast star river spreading downwards. With a crack, the earth split open into a massive chasm dozens of yards wide.

As for the leader holding the halberd, he disintegrated instantly, not cut, but crushed to death by such immense force, bursting into hundreds of pieces.

Even the savage beast he rode could not let out a whimper before it exploded, turning into a bloody mist.

A dragon has an inverted scale; touch it and face certain death!

Little Nannan was Ye Fan's inverted scale. Such a lonely, helpless, and lovable little darling, brought to this point, just watching made Ye Fan's nose sting, let alone seeing so many people trying to bully her.

When this sword fell, dozens of riders directly in its path simply vanished into that terrifying chasm, all turning into blood mist, utterly obliterated.

As for the other iron cavalry, they fell into complete disarray, riders and horses tumbling, all terrified to the extreme.

"Who are you?" the people from the Ice Demon Hall roared, unable to believe what was happening.

"The one who will kill you!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth and said. This time, he swept out the iron sword, its sword energy surging like a torrent, indestructible.

"Ah!"

Screams rose one after another as severed limbs flew up ahead like terrifying waves of spray — waves of flesh formed from shattered human bodies.

This sword was unstoppable. Whether savage beasts or the warriors riding them, all were cut to pieces, beyond recognition. No one was an exception in this vast wave of sword energy; all turned into bloody mud.

Amidst heart-rending screams of terror, these iron cavalry met their end. The ice plain was gory, shattered bones everywhere, and large patches of blood made the scene horrifying.

"Who is this person?" the other cultivators wondered, their hair standing on end and scalps tingling. This was simply an Asura, who had completely annihilated the forces dispatched by the Ice Demon Hall of the extreme north!

"Two swords..." someone stammered, trembling and crying out, their heart almost leaping from their throat. "Just two swords, and a thousand armies were finished, becoming a thing of the past."

Of course, some recognized Ye Fan, but at this moment, they all remained silent, watching coldly from the sidelines. Yet their hearts were restless; the allure of the divine infant was too great.

Even knowing how terrifying and powerful Ye Fan was, they were still unwilling to give up. They hoped a peerless expert would step forward, prompting everyone to attack him together, leading to his defeat and death, allowing them to seize the divine infant.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

At the edge of the sky, the roar of war chariots resounded. One ancient bronze war chariot after another appeared, driving towards this direction, causing the firmament to tremble under their advance. Great banners unfurled one after another, like dark clouds pressing down, obscuring the sky and sun.

"The divine infant belongs to all under heaven; no one can monopolize it!" a powerful middle-aged man roared.

This major power arrived relatively late, so they naturally needed a good excuse. They claimed that the human-form immortal medicine should be shared by all, admonishing Ye Fan to let go immediately, intending to leverage the "all under heaven" sentiment.

"Each one of you is courting death! How dare you try to harm Little Nannan!" Ye Fan's expression grew even colder. Holding Little Nannan and covering her eyes, he charged forward to kill.

"Sweeping slaughter" was not an exaggeration. With just an iron sword, he swept through a large area, blood splattering, and head after head, carrying large amounts of blood, flew into the sky like waves, a truly terrifying sight.

This was a scene from hell: only one person stood bathed in blood, all surrounding war chariots were destroyed, all the experts' heads flew off, and corpses littered the ground and filled the sky.

As for their primordial spirits, the moment their heads were severed, they were shattered by the murderous aura invading their bodies; not a single person survived.

Ye Fan landed, his face expressionless, looking at everyone. Although he had killed the forces of two major sects, the crowd only grew, showing no signs of decreasing.

The crowd surged, arriving from all directions, filling the mountain peaks and snow ridges, surrounding the area.

At this moment, Li Tian and Yan Yixi also arrived with Little Grass, standing by Ye Fan's side.

"Little Nannan, it's good that you're okay," the girl said, patting her chest and letting out a long breath.

"Big sister, thank you," Little Nannan said. Her eyes couldn't see, but she could sense the auras of the few people around her. The poor little thing was much better now, enveloped in Ye Fan's golden light, and her frostbitten little face slowly returned to normal.

"Friend, would you listen to an old man's words?" an old Daoist priest asked as he appeared in front.

"Speak!" Ye Fan said, looking at him calmly.

"The human-form immortal medicine is of great importance," the old Daoist said. "Even if you can temporarily overpower the heroes, are you confident you can leave the Ziwei Star Domain? Everyone in the world will stop you. Why don't our major sects discuss this and jointly study the method of longevity?"

"No discussion!" Ye Fan responded coldly.

"Friend, you are too extreme," another elder stepped forward and said. "Do you truly believe you are invincible? Remember, there is always someone stronger. If we can refine an immortal elixir, we'll surely let you choose the elixir first, guaranteeing everyone's satisfaction."

Behind them, each represented a major power, all regional magnates possessing extraordinary status.

However, when Ye Fan heard these words about refining medicine, his face instantly turned grim, his murderous intent fully revealed. He roared, "I can tell you, whether Little Nannan is a divine medicine or not, she is my kin! If you dare to scheme against her, you'll have to get past me first!"

Hearing this, the crowd immediately erupted in an uproar.

"Friend, you are too overbearing!" someone shouted. "Do you want to monopolize the immortal medicine? You need to understand, this is making an enemy of all cultivators under heaven!"

"An opportunity for immortality has finally appeared after great difficulty, yet you want to block everyone's path! This is challenging all the heroes of this era!"

Ye Fan was terrifyingly calm. He silently looked at everyone, and after a long time, he said, "I don't want to kill people; I don't want to slaughter the innocent. But if you force me, don't blame me if blood flows like rivers on the ground and sacred lands are severed!"

Everyone was shocked to hear this. This was too arrogant; did he really think he could destroy all the sects in the Ziwei Star Domain?!

Ye Fan said nothing, only projected a few fragments of imprints. These were scenes of him and Little Nannan in the Big Dipper Star Domain, clearly telling everyone that his relationship with the little girl was not due to her being an immortal medicine.

Silence contained endless murderous intent. Ye Fan stared coldly at everyone, trying his best to restrain himself, not wanting to kill too many people. What needed to be said, what needed to be explained, had all been done. If there were still people who courted death, then he would have no need to hold back.

"Friend, even if you have some relationship with her," someone said, "it's probably because she is an immortal medicine, isn't it? Do you want her to become your exclusive immortal medicine? That's probably very difficult, because we, the people of the world, will not agree!"

"You're nothing! How can you represent everyone?!" Ye Fan said, holding his sword. He chopped downwards, splitting the person in half with a thud.

His murderous aura intensified as he looked at the multitude of heroes.

"What if we add the Divine Court that controls the world?" someone said coldly.

The so-called Divine Court was the terrifying major power that had destroyed the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, descended from beyond this domain, intending to build an ancient Heavenly Court, and now called itself the Divine Court under the Ziwei Starry Sky.

"Right," another chimed in, "what if we add the Longevity Temple of the Underworld Ridge, and the Guanghan Palace of the Northern Lands? Is that enough weight?"

"And if we add the Heavenly Demon Alliance of Hezhou, the Primordial Demonic Sect of the Great Wilderness, the White Tiger Manor of Shenzhou, and others, is that enough?" someone else yelled. "Can they represent all under heaven?!"

A group of people roared, and the others, seeing this, all echoed them, their morale soaring and extremely excited. It seemed all the supreme powers of the world had made their stance.

Even if some individuals were perhaps imposters or just making up numbers, it was still enough. At the very least, it stirred up everyone's emotions, causing them to roar along.

With "all under heaven" exerting pressure, even the strongest would have to bow.

"Sacred Body Ye Fan, what do you think?!" someone shouted.

"I find it very ridiculous," Ye Fan erupted, his last shred of restraint vanishing. "If you yourselves believe you represent all under heaven, then I will slaughter all of you!"

He was like a fierce tiger unleashed. With a shake of his hand, the iron sword swept across, and blood turned into streaks of vivid light, blossoming in this place.

He held nothing back, using the "Soldier" character secret technique. Various magical artifacts in the crowd turned against their owners, as if being crushed. Corpses piled up in layers, and bloody mud was being formed.

"Ah..."

On this day, this place turned into a purgatory. Ye Fan went on a killing spree, mercilessly slaughtering "all under heaven."

The Golden Divine Treasury was displayed, the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones was cast, and the Heavenly Emperor Fist unleashed its full power...

This was a bloody feast. The entire ice plain was dyed red; everywhere was blood and shattered bone fragments.

Ye Fan covered Little Nannan's eyes and plugged her ears, transforming into a god of slaughter, sweeping across the extreme northwest!

Half a day later, the news spread. The entire world fell silent for half a moment, then burst into an uproar.

In the extreme northwest, the heroes lay dead. All the cultivators who had gathered died. Anyone who appeared on that ice plain and did not heed Ye Fan's warning almost all turned into shattered bones and blood mist.