Chapter 1596: Blood Is Flowing

Little Nannan's cries faded into the distance. In an instant, Ye Fan appeared in the outer reaches of space. Standing there, he sensed desperate shouts and roars from the depths of the cosmos, where a cataclysmic, bloody battle was raging!

He couldn't bear it; there was no time to linger. Radiant energy billowed above his head, the bronze cauldron pulsed with extreme power, his body glowed, and his blood was already boiling! He held a precious vial containing the blood of Wu Shi, prepared for battle, about to rush to the fray.

Suddenly, a wave of Imperial energy permeated the air, and a blinding light flashed, blocking his path.

A figure appeared in the outer reaches, diffusing the aura of an ancient Great Emperor. Golden immortal light scattered throughout the cosmos, terrifying yet powerful.

"Sacred Body… Ye Fan?" A divine thought emanated from the figure, calling out his name.

"It's me. You are… Dao Yi!"

An incredibly dazzling golden immortal armor stood before him, forged from Dao Tribulation Gold, radiant and resplendent, diffusing an Emperor's aura, and in a state of revival.

This was a Supreme's battle armor, from the Eternal Star Domain, belonging to Great Emperor Daoyan, and now worn by Imperial Son Dao Yi.

Ye Fan held Dao Yi in high regard. It was astonishing how he single-handedly defeated the ancient races back then. However, his greatest feat was what he accomplished on the other side of God, where he single-handedly orchestrated a scheme that completely overturned the place and successfully reclaimed the Ancient Tree of Life, a feat that inspired awe and dread.

"It truly is you. I never imagined your Sacred Body lineage would be so extraordinary, that it could merge like this," Dao Yi said.

"What do you want?" They were not mortal enemies, yet certainly not close friends; clashes had occurred between them, involving the use of Imperial artifacts.

"You are a Sacred Body. After achieving the Great Accomplishment, your bloodlines are connected, allowing you to unleash maximum power. Are you heading into the cosmos for battle?" Dao Yi asked.

"Precisely."

"You've merged with a Great Accomplishment Sacred Body and possess that terrifying bottle of peerless Imperial blood. Perhaps you can make a Supreme shed Imperial blood, but if you go like this, you'll most likely never return," Dao Yi said.

"If that's all you have to say, then there's no need to elaborate." Ye Fan was about to depart.

Clearly, Dao Yi was very astute. He had also sought refuge in the Beidou Star Domain, as it was the safest place, and was now preparing to leave. He had discovered Ye Fan, the Big Black Dog, and Little Nannan. With his intellect, he could naturally deduce a great deal.

*Clang!*

Dao Yi's body radiated dazzling light, emitting a series of metallic tremors. The golden immortal armor glowed with blinding radiance as it detached from his body.

Piece by piece, the golden armor shone with immortal light that seemed to cleave the cosmos, so bright it was impossible to look at directly, clanging loudly. It sounded as if a hundred thousand immortal swords were humming.

The immortal battle armor, forged from Dao Tribulation Gold, now hung suspended in the cosmos, disassembled, no longer adorning Dao Yi's form.

"To speak frankly, I, Dao Yi, am also a significant figure in this era. Among our generation, I fear no one. You are willing to rush into battle like a moth to a flame. How could I be any less? However, going by myself would truly solve nothing. Wear this immortal armor, and go fight!"

Dao Yi was decisive, his words powerful.

He revealed his true form; his physique was slender, his bearing peerlessly heroic, and his hair cascaded down, exuding an ethereal aura that transcended the mortal realm.

Ye Fan was taken aback. His impression of Dao Yi had been one of exceptional cunning and formidable power; otherwise, he wouldn't have orchestrated those two grand schemes in the past. Now, however, he had a completely new understanding of him—he never would have imagined that at this crucial moment, Dao Yi would directly shed his immortal armor and send him to battle!

"Your physical body is very strong, but your primordial spirit is truly lacking. Before ancient Supremes, it's as fragile as porcelain; a mere flick of a finger could reduce it to dust," Dao Yi stated bluntly.

"Thank you!" This outcome surprised Ye Fan, but he didn't decline, for he truly needed it.

With a clang, piece after piece of golden immortal armor flew towards him, gleaming with dazzling brilliance. Already fully revived, they exerted no pressure on Ye Fan; instead, they settled perfectly, merging into his Immortal Platform and covering the small golden figure.

Amidst the clanging, Ye Fan's primordial spirit was armored. The immortal armor forged from Dao Tribulation Gold affixed itself, worn by the fist-sized golden figure. Its astonishing immortal light illuminated the sky.

As Great Emperor Daoyan's immortal armor fully coalesced, Ye Fan's Immortal Platform seemed like countless suns burning, radiating a heaven-shaking light that shot out from his crown, startling the cosmos.

Dao Yi said, "I hope you survive, but if we truly meet again, you and I will still be formidable rivals, vying for supremacy on the Imperial Road to determine who is superior!"

"Good!" Ye Fan nodded, then tore through the fabric of the cosmos and vanished into the distance.

He was a truly respectable opponent. Ye Fan didn't want to say more; if he could return alive, to contend with such a person would indeed be an honor.

Now, having merged with two Great Accomplishment Sacred Bodies, Ye Fan could shatter the starry sky at will and cross an entire star field in a single bound. He flew like a beam of light, seemingly traversing time itself!

Along the way, he sensed several powerful auras and heard their furious roars.

"Even if it means death, I must fight. This era will not allow Great Emperor Void to perish in a bloodbath!"

"I am already old and decrepit; I'll throw these old bones into the fray, but even in death, I won't yield a shred of life essence to them!"

As Ye Fan traveled, he heard the roars of several elderly Quasi-Emperors. They were not human, coming from various life-bearing star domains, and were now heading to join the battle.

This path was not solitary. Others, like him, knowing death was certain, rushed forward like moths to a flame to aid Void and Hengyu in their battle, willing to offer their own lives to contribute their part.

Closer now, he finally arrived at the battlefield!

Stars were splintered, massive stars fell, suns exploded. The entire area was desolate, strewn with debris—all remnants of shattered galaxies.

Blood splattered, gleaming with astonishing light. It was Emperor's blood, Imperial blood; each drop that splattered pierced through entire clusters of stars.

"Ah… Kill!"

Ancient Supremes roared, shattering galaxies, tearing heaven and earth asunder, their murderous intent overwhelming the ages. The battle in this place had reached a fever pitch!

It was utterly tragic. In the cold cosmos, countless stars exploded into fragments, their light completely extinguished. Blood splattered everywhere, a horrific sight to behold; the Lord of Samsara's arm floated amidst the wreckage, and Void's sternum lay broken, stained with blood.

By this point in the battle, blood clouds diffused, cruel and sanguinary. Several Imperial weapons had shattered, and everyone was wounded.

Void and Hengyu were on the verge of collapse, while several Supremes were also bleeding. Many Imperial weapons had revived, unleashing immense offensive power. This left even the five peerless Demon Kings less confident.

Among them, some had their weapons damaged, or even completely shattered!

"Ah…" Unwilling and unyielding roars echoed.

Blood splattered as the Stone Emperor swung the black halberd in his hand. It shattered heaven and earth, cleaving a figure in two, instantly reducing them to bloody paste and then to a mist of blood. Their form and spirit were utterly destroyed, leaving no bone fragments behind.

"You are merely a Quasi-Emperor. Never mind that your vital energy is depleted; even at your peak, how dare you participate in a Supreme battle? This is simply courting death!"

Merciless words echoed as his halberd fell, and a rain of blood splattered as he directly killed another elderly Quasi-Emperor. It was lamentable that a generation's hero met such a violent end, leaving no corpse behind.

"You beasts! You are Supremes in vain! The Heavens must have been blind to allow you to achieve the Dao in the past!"

A blood-soaked elder roared. This was another elderly Quasi-Emperor of an unknown race. He was willing but powerless. Though aided by Imperial artifacts present, he still couldn't harm the Supremes, and he himself was about to perish.

His words seemed to stir old memories within some of the Supremes—the years of achieving the Dao, the eras of protecting myriad beings, the times of reigning over the cosmos. They, too, had once been respected and revered by all living beings.

Eons had passed. Everything had changed. Their bodies, their hearts, were no longer as they once were!

"Noisy, insignificant ants who presume to gaze upon the world of dragons, overestimating their own abilities!"

The Abandoning Heaven Supreme let out a merciless cold snort. He raised his hand and grabbed forward, causing that space to collapse instantly. The already unstable elderly Quasi-Emperor could no longer withstand it, vanishing from his spot, seized by Imperial Dao laws.

*Pfft!*

The Abandoning Heaven Supreme crushed his head with a single grab, like a watermelon exploding, splattering vivid red, a truly shocking sight!

This method was exceedingly cruel, yet he didn't even frown, as if he had merely crushed an ant. His cold-blooded ruthlessness was unnerving.

Like the elderly Quasi-Emperor who had perished moments ago, this person's life also instantly burned to ash, transforming into the Dao and becoming a rain of light, leaving no vital essence for the Supremes to seize.

Evidently, when they came to battle with a resolve to die, they had already foreseen this possibility and were prepared to perish in combat.

This made the Abandoning Heaven Supreme frown; for him, it was an immense waste!

"Void, you are certainly doomed. What if a few weak insects arrive? Can they truly fight alongside you? Today, I am destined to taste your blood; I anticipate its sweetness!" The Samsara Supreme smiled cruelly, his body covered in blood, yet he revealed a mouthful of pristine white teeth. He had previously lost an arm and paid a heavy price in vital blood and life energy to reshape his Imperial body.

*Buzz!*

Simultaneously, the Stone Emperor also charged over, and the heaven-shaking black halberd in his hand tore open the cosmos, carving a horrific bloody gash across Void's body, exposing white bone and sending blood splattering.

The Samsara Supreme also lunged forward, fighting as he spoke, ripping open a bloodied hole in Void's body. He then licked the blood from his fingers, and grimly declared, "So sweet! I shall drink my fill!"

*Boom!*

Void said nothing, responding with his most formidable combat power. His immortal mirror resonated, shining forth an undying radiance, sending the Stone Emperor's black halberd flying and simultaneously causing the Samsara Supreme to spray blood, his shoulder almost pierced through.

On the other side, Hengyu faced a similar perilous situation. This was no fair fight; five ancient Supremes, bloodthirsty and brutal, sought to hunt them down.

"It will all end eventually. I await those ants who continue to rush to their deaths. It's laughable that they claim to fight alongside you…" the Samsara Supreme said cruelly, his fingers still stained with Void's blood as he pressed forward.

Suddenly, right beside him, space exploded, and a pair of indestructible fists burst forth. This was an Emperor-level body, capable of crushing the firmament, causing distant galaxies to rupture and the cosmos itself to explode!

"Die, you beast!" Ye Fan had arrived. Aided by the power of two Imperial artifacts, he had silently opened a passage and now burst forth!

He slammed one fist directly at the Lord of Samsara's head and drove the other through his chest. His hair stood on end, consumed by furious hatred, wishing to instantly slay this Supreme.

*Buzz!*

The Samsara Supreme's Immortal Platform was attacked. His head glowed independently, and divine rings appeared, blocking Ye Fan's right fist and preventing a full strike.

However, the pressure from two Imperial artifacts and the impact of the Imperial fist still caused his head to crack open. Though his Immortal Platform remained unharmed, his skull fractured into four pieces, and blood splattered.

*Pfft!*

At the same time, Ye Fan's other fist punched a bloody hole in the Lord of Samsara's body, and fresh blood gushed wildly!

"Courting death!"

The Samsara Supreme roared in anger, having been too careless. He had forgotten that the Cyan-Gold battle armor which had accompanied him through a lifetime of battles had been crippled by Great Emperor Void not long ago. When attacked, out of habit, he still tried to use the immortal armor's recoil to kill his opponent, but there was no armor there, resulting in his own blood gushing out profusely!

"You are the one who deserves to die, beast!" Ye Fan roared back, having nearly torn the Supreme apart. His initial objective had been achieved, and even if he were to die now, it would be worth it.

Having created such a favorable opening, he naturally sought to expand his advantage, disregarding life and death, fighting with all his might. Even if he were to perish here, never to return, he would fight to the bloody end.