Chapter 1540: Unrivaled in the World

Chapter 1544: Invincible Under Heaven

The Supreme Hall was split apart, with a giant sword plunged into the ground, piercing high into the sky. The hilt continued to tremble, its killing intent soaring to the heavens!

Everyone's expression changed. Ye Fan, as if entering an unmanned territory, had directly fought his way before them, leaving them terrified.

"Are you going too far? You've orchestrated so much, and you still have the audacity to say that!" Ye Fan's eyes flashed with cold lightning, giving the person no chance to explain. His Heavenly Emperor Fist blasted out, and the Protector instantly disintegrated.

A mist of blood spread through the hall, bone fragments flew, and fresh blood stained the sanctuary. The Great Saint formation patterns grew dimmer, and everyone was almost petrified, forgetting to cry out.

This was a titan within their sect, an exceptionally powerful figure, yet he was killed just like that, unable to offer any resistance.

"You..." The Deputy Sect Master's face turned crimson, then pale. He had also been one of the instigators and now turned to leave, not wanting to say anything more.

Ye Fan was too fierce, displaying such power from the very beginning. He absolutely could not withstand him, and if he didn't leave, there would be no chance of survival.

"Buzz!"

A brilliant light erupted from Ye Fan's glabella, a streak of energy shot out, transforming into a small cauldron. It caught up to the fleeing figure, and the Ice Demon Palace's Deputy Sect Master was instantly shattered into a mist of blood.

Everyone was dumbfounded, chills running from head to toe. This was too terrifying; the two great titans of their sect were utterly destroyed without even a chance to resist.

It was bone-chilling!

Ye Fan's eyes were cold as he looked at the crowd, then walked step by step towards the highest throne. Finally, he sat upon it, gazing down imperiously at everyone.

The Ice Demon Palace Master was absent, and two titans had died in the hall. The other key figures were as silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to utter a sound. The atmosphere in the hall was chillingly tense.

"Next, you know what to do, don't you?" Ye Fan asked, his expression indifferent.

He sat high on the central throne of the Supreme Hall, looking down from above at the people below. This scene infuriated and chilled everyone. This was once a grand sacred land, yet now it had fallen to such a state.

Although it had declined, it was still an immortal heritage. To be breached and to have someone look down on them like this, filled everyone with a mixture of shock, fear, and surging anger.

In the end, however, everyone restrained themselves. No one was unafraid of death!

"We will immediately clarify and retract those statements. We will inform the world of the truth and offer you our apologies!" an elder said, steeling himself.

Not expressing their stance now was simply not an option. This demon was sitting above them, and if they were careless and failed to satisfy him, their sect might face destruction today.

In fact, a faction within the sect had already disagreed with the previous incitement, fearing it would lead to great trouble if known.

However, the Protector and the Deputy Sect Master believed that with the prevailing trend, the Divine Court, the Longevity Temple of the Underworld Ridge, and other major sects would act together. With the whole world uniting to kill him, Ye Fan might turn to ashes before he even understood what was happening.

However, the reality was entirely different. The demon directly arrived at their doorstep, killed these two individuals, striking directly at their vulnerable points.

Ye Fan did not linger in the sprawling, magnificent ice palaces. He departed, meeting up with Li Tian, Yan Yixi, and others outside the mountain gate. They left the vast ice plains and headed south in search of Ye Tong.

"Ye Zi, I need to tell you something. Now that your business in the Ziwei Star Domain is done, are you thinking of going back? We, however, don't want to leave. This is the place where we were born and raised; we want to stay and settle here," Li Tian said.

Ye Fan sighed softly. This day had finally arrived. Friends had their own paths and choices, and they would be separated across the vast starry sky, their joys and sorrows apart—this was unavoidable.

However, he possessed the Divine Light Platform, and now knowing the coordinates of Ziwei, opportunities to meet again were not entirely gone.

Perhaps, compared to the Big Dipper Star Domain where the Immortal Ascension Road was about to open, this place was safer. The other place was destined for intense conflict, possibly even world-ending devastation.

They journeyed onward, heading south, and heard many pieces of news along the way.

From the polar regions to the south, the journey was filled with contention. No one expected that the Ice Demon Palace would change its tune. This time, instead of covertly instigating, they publicly declared some "truths."

"As fellow cultivators, you and I both understand: do not let your eyes be deceived. The Human Sacred Body came here to find relatives; the truth is evident."

"There's news from the Big Dipper Star Domain. Someone has traversed the starry sky and returned with conclusive information: that little girl truly came from that star domain and is regarded by Ye Fan as his daughter or sister."

"There's no end to it, but don't let greed wear a dazzling cloak."

The world was in an uproar. This turnaround was too swift and utterly complete, directly clearing Ye Fan's name, a stark contrast to the previous slanders and provocations.

What exactly did the Ice Demon Palace intend to do? This was everyone's question.

At the same time, their statements infuriated many major sects. It was utterly unacceptable. With the prevailing trend being to collectively attack Ye Fan, such remarks were truly displeasing.

"There's nothing to say! The Human Sacred Body abuses his power, forcibly takes immortal medicine, and seeks to monopolize it. Now he's even oppressing the Ice Demon Palace, making them afraid to speak the truth despite their anger—everything is forced!"

"This demon must be eliminated! The world shall unite to denounce him!"

Of course, those who dared to speak such words were only major powers like the Divine Court, the Heavenly Demon Alliance, the Primeval Demon Sect, and White Tiger Manor, entities capable of dominating a region's rise and fall. They believed they could represent the world.

As for the common populace, they were busy with their daily lives and understood nothing of cultivation.

"Ye Zi, let's attack a few more major sects together," Li Tian suggested.

Ye Fan shook his head. "Let me be the villain to the end. Don't get involved; you still need to establish yourselves here and rebuild the Human Desire Dao."

Although the two wanted to help, Ye Fan steadfastly refused.

On Ye Fan's first day heading south, the head of Blood Eagle, a titan of the Heavenly Demon Alliance and an ancient demon of his generation, shot three thousand feet into the sky, dripping with blood, while his headless body collapsed onto a great peak.

This battle was brief, not lasting long, but it caused a huge sensation!

"What, Blood Eagle is dead?!"

"He was a mysterious powerhouse who crossed over from beyond this domain fifty years ago and became a dominant figure among the demon race. Few could contend with him, yet he fell like this."

This was naturally shocking. Many powerhouses felt shivers run down their spines, as one of the supreme experts in their eyes had perished.

On the second day, Ye Fan slew four Grand Protectors of the Primeval Demon Sect, killing each one without exception. All of them perished, their blood splattering, sending chills up the spines of onlookers.

"Several more powerhouses have died..."

"Kill him! The world shall unite to denounce him!"

The crowd was enraged, though this "crowd" was limited in number, consisting primarily of those aiming for the humanoid immortal medicine. The rest observed with cold indifference and naturally did not participate.

The world boiled with fury, and calls for punitive action were ceaseless. Numerous armies gathered, and ancient killing formations emerged one after another, wielded jointly by various major sects, all seeking Ye Fan to suppress him.

However, the most vociferous major powers faced a brutal counterattack on the third day.

Ye Fan descended upon Shenzhou, breaking into White Tiger Manor. He slaughtered both their Manor Lord and Supreme Manor Lord, splitting their ancient and revered ancestral land in two with a single sword stroke.

The world was stunned. Although only two people were killed, the impact was profoundly shocking. Two generations of sect leaders, one after another, were unable to escape, completely wiped out.

On the fourth day, Ye Fan arrived before the Longevity Temple of the Underworld Ridge. This was an eerie mountain range, where mist swirled, and an ancient Daoist temple sat atop it, resembling a Daoist gate within the netherworld.

In the distance, various grand peaks stood in parallel, further highlighting the unique and subtly terrifying aura of the place.

Ye Fan observed for a long time. He did not forcefully break in or attempt to breach it, for he sensed a powerful aura. Quasi-Emperor laws flowed, and there were Quasi-Emperor formation patterns here.

"It's fully intact; a reckless intrusion would be certain death."

He couldn't help but sigh softly. This place truly lived up to its reputation. No wonder it once held half a page of an ancient divine scripture and stood on equal footing with the Human King's Palace. It certainly made sense.

Daoist Sanque had departed and was no longer in the Ziwei Star Domain, having embarked on a stellar path.

This left Ye Fan with some regret, as he vaguely felt that this was an extraordinary individual.

Daoist Sanque cultivated a unique method, with three souls separately dwelling within other people's bodies. Few in the world knew of this, and his name "Sanque" (Three-Deficiencies) was derived from it.

Even in this state, Daoist Sanque was formidable, being a sworn brother of Yin Tiande. If his souls were complete, how much more terrifying would he be? Anyone privy to this secret would never underestimate him!

"Yin Tiande was also formidable. Back then, to contend for the ancient divine scripture, he directly killed Daoist Sanque's father, almost causing the divine soul nurtured within his father's body to vanish."

"Yin Tiande was ruthless enough; his decisive and cruel actions to achieve his goals were chilling."

Yan Yixi and Li Tian said.

"If no one comes out from Guanghan Palace, then send Xiaocao there," Ye Fan said.

"Nannan, you must come see me later," Xiaocao said reluctantly, her eyes welling with tears. The two little children had developed a bond from playing together.

"It's not time to part ways yet, so don't cry," Li Tian chuckled, alleviating the children's reluctance and sadness.

"That boy Ye Tong has gone out to sea to search for Tang Valley, to see the Sun Saint Emperor's submerged coffin site, hoping to obtain the Saint Emperor's weapon." This was the news Yan Yixi had received.

Ye Fan was startled. During the great battle in the North Sea years ago, he had seen only a human skin left in the Sun Saint Emperor's coffin.

This still made him feel uneasy whenever he thought about it, making him wonder. It was similar to the Immortal Heavenly Sovereign's situation, where only a skin remained and the bones were gone.

Only their divine thoughts remained, not completely obliterated even in this era, which was quite a miracle. Of course, there was an explanation for this: as long as living beings remembered and spoke of them, evil thoughts would continuously arise "from the ashes."

In the following days, Ye Fan fought across the land, moving from place to place, never retreating, fearless of the so-called "entire world."

This was merely an alliance of major sects, attempting to suppress him with their collective power, but it was fundamentally impossible to instill fear in him. He met strength with strength.

Several days later, another great battle erupted. A total of seven Battle Saints, all peerless figures in the realm of combat and ancient powerhouses unsealed from antiquity, made their move.

They hailed from the Primeval Demon Sect, the Heavenly Demon Alliance, White Tiger Manor, and other factions, but the outcome was still complete annihilation. All the great formations they wielded shattered, and these individuals met untimely deaths, their blood splattering across the sky.

By slaying "the entire world," Ye Fan subtly established an invincible momentum, finding no match!

Of course, the true common people felt no sorrow. This was merely a severe blow to the major powers who coveted the immortal medicine and believed they could represent the entire world, leaving them flustered and terrified.

"In this world, perhaps only the Ancestor Kunpeng can suppress and kill him!"

"It is rumored that he is no longer in the North Sea; he has left the Ziwei Star Domain."

That was an ancient Kunpeng, a peerless figure from ancient times. Ye Fan had heard of him during his first visit to the Ziwei Star Domain. He had been living in seclusion in the North Sea, and his prestige remained undiminished even after so many years.

"Why isn't the Divine Court acting yet? Aren't they leading all of this? What are they still waiting for now?!" someone angrily exclaimed.

Ye Fan was also well aware that the Divine Court wielded immense power, supported by supreme beings from beyond this domain. Otherwise, how could they dare to establish such a grand sect and aspire to rebuild the ancient Heavenly Court?

"It's time. This should end now!"

The Divine Court finally moved. Countless, boundless armies encircled Ye Fan. Leading them was a young man, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

"A Great Saint!"

Though seemingly young, this person was at least eight hundred years old. His eyes were deep and cold, and behind him, grand banners fluttered as endless barbaric cavalry, like a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, charged forth.

"You think you're impressive, but in truth, you're nothing. Before true power, your so-called might and strength are just a joke!"

The Divine Court's Great Saint spoke indifferently. Though his words were filled with contempt, his actions were utterly lethal. A war spear appeared in his hand, radiating Quasi-Emperor might, and he thrust it forward to suppress Ye Fan!

The moment the spear appeared, heaven and earth cracked, ghosts wailed, and gods howled, causing the dark gold spear within Ye Fan's body to tremble violently, as if greatly provoked.

His audacious words indeed stemmed from his terrifying power. As a Great Saint, his own strength was formidable, and to immediately deploy a Quasi-Emperor weapon upon starting the battle was undeniably a decisive killing blow.

Under normal circumstances, the enemy would surely die, without a shred of doubt!

A terrifying Emperor's might erupted, shaking hearts and sweeping across the heavens. It was like vast mountains and seas descending, causing the hearts of onlookers to almost burst.

This was an incomparable and overwhelming force. Spectators in the distance couldn't bear it and nearly knelt down. A Great Saint wielding a complete Quasi-Emperor artifact could unleash most of its power!

This was almost equivalent to a Quasi-Emperor descending with half their body, and to kill Ye Fan, it was naturally terrifying to the extreme.

However, the bloody scene people anticipated did not occur. From within Ye Fan's body, the Green Copper Cauldron emitted a vibrant immortal glow. He held an even more terrifying immortal sword in his left hand and a black long spear in his right, charging forward.

"What?! How do you have the Immortal Spear of Rong Cheng Shi?! How did it fall into your hands?!" the Great Saint shrieked in alarm.

Of course, his realization deepened in the next moment. With the Green Copper Cauldron and the killing sword appearing simultaneously, his face instantly turned pale. The war spear in his hand trembled, no longer under his control.

With a "buzz," the cyan war spear in his hand ripped through space, broke free from his grasp, and flew away on its own, vanishing into the depths of the universe.

This outcome stunned everyone!

Meanwhile, an immense pressure emanated from Ye Fan. This was the majestic aura of a true Great Emperor's artifact, causing all living beings to tremble. The countless armies of the Divine Court almost entirely collapsed to the ground, kneeling.

"You're not the only one with a trump card. Don't be too arrogant before others reveal theirs," Ye Fan said coldly, then stared at him and demanded, "Speak! What entanglement does the owner of this immortal spear have with you?"