Chapter 1675: Blood-Soaked Feast

The mountains are the scene of a battle for supremacy, where shining stars—each a hero who once illuminated an era—have converged to appear together in one generation. Lightning flashes and thunder rumbles; at one moment, sword light pierces the dawn, at another, a divine pagoda asserts its suppression. The area is seething with activity.

The Imperial Princes are locked in battle, vying for supremacy. Anyone not of their caliber would only be seeking death by entering; one must at least be a Quasi-Emperor to even stand a chance against them.

A flash of golden light marked a fierce clash between the monkey and another in the mountains, erupting in blinding radiance. A violent surge of power emanated from the impact, soaring skyward.

With a "buzz," the heavens trembled, and a cluster of stars shattered, creating an astonishing spectacle!

No one could clearly discern the identity of the person who could fight the monkey and then vanish in an instant. The mountains are perilous, with danger lurking at every turn.

With a whoosh, a Golden Crow streaked through the chaos, leaving a trail of fire that burned an area to ash, destroying some individuals' magical artifacts.

"That was a divine artifact, transformed into a Golden Crow, not a master from that race!"

Inside, chaos reigns with explosions. Huo Lin'er is locked in an inseparable duel with an old Quasi-Emperor. They occasionally appear, but cannot remain in sight for long.

Outside, many are despairing, realizing they are too far behind, not even on the same magnitude. There is no way for them to enter and contend with those figures.

This marks a new epoch, as these peerless prodigies—or rather, the mightiest figures from various eras—are about to engage in a colossal clash that will reverberate through history.

Ye Tong embodies the Sun Saint Emperor; Huo Qilin and Huo Lin'er represent the Qilin Emperor; the monkey embodies the Dou Zhan Saint Emperor; Dao Yi represents the Dao Yan Great Emperor; God symbolizes the descendants of the Heavenly Court; and the person in the coffin signifies the Underworld…

The participants are numerous, including Huang Xudao, Yin Tiande, the Divine Silkworm Daoist, Shen Zun, and Zhong Huang, all engaged in relentless battle within.

Everyone was astonished. In any other era, just one of these individuals would be enough to reach the pinnacle of the world. Yet now, they are merely contenders on the path to emperorship.

With a thunderous crash, dark light flashed as An Pu cleaved Chaos Mountain, engaging in a swift confrontation with a mysterious figure before vanishing instantly.

In that place, battles are unavoidable, sometimes even involuntary upon entry. Seeking the Immortal Scripture of the Emperor or the great secret of enlightenment inevitably leads to encounters with others.

Many onlookers felt despondent; this battlefield held no place for them, as entry would only result in death. Even the combat divisions had halted, with everyone feeling utterly disheartened.

This is a confrontation belonging to the descendants of the Emperors and Great Emperors!

"We are merely spectators," someone sighed.

"More will surely enter; this isn't solely their grand feast," another replied, with great certainty.

At once, certain names flashed through people's minds, causing their hearts to quake.

"In ancient times, a figure known as the Emperor single-handedly eliminated all competitors who reached the One True Path. Will he return?"

In primordial times, he once appeared with astounding power, standing alone before the First Emperor Pass, blocking everyone and striking them all down. Yet, he himself did not advance, letting out a soft sigh and turning his back on the One Emperor Path. This event prevented anyone from entering the Pass in that era, shocking the mortal realm.

People are enumerating the dominant figures of the current age, an era certainly not lacking in masters or genius kings. Ye Fan has risen powerfully, Tai Chu and Zhang Bainian remain enigmatic, and unknown Quasi-Emperors are astonishingly formidable, observing with keen intent.

"This is a golden age, where a hundred streams converge and myriad paths coexist, destined to shatter heaven and earth in a cosmos stained with blood."

"The Chaos Body has yet to make an appearance!"

Rumors persist, and people eagerly anticipate. Perhaps his figure will emerge in the ultimate showdown, possibly even today, when he will undoubtedly unleash his most dazzling brilliance.

Furthermore, there is the stone egg beneath the Undying Heavenly Blade, which multiple powerful cultivators have reportedly seen throughout the cosmos. However, it seems to drift in the river of time, untraceable. Yet, it is destined to emerge and engage in a decisive battle.

A resounding "thump" echoed, as if a world had been pierced through.

Ten thousand rays of golden light shot into the sky as the monkey arrived at a great mountain, standing before a divine statue. Tears welled in his eyes, for the statue was incredibly lifelike, so vivid it seemed as if the Dou Zhan Saint Emperor had truly resurrected.

Suddenly, an immense black hand, incredibly rigid and powerful, the size of a millstone, struck from behind, completely engulfing the monkey.

Everyone was alarmed; that hand was terrifying, capable of pulverizing chaos. A flurry of runes flickered within it, faintly formed by miniature dragons and Vermilion Birds, signifying a supreme power.

In a daze, stars glittered and galaxies coiled around its palm and fingers. This peerless divine ability was truly astonishing!

Who could this be? Everyone was stunned; it was as if they were creating heaven and earth—truly incomparable.

The hand, seemingly the size of a millstone, paradoxically contained the cosmos, melting down universal stars. What immense power must a person possess to accomplish this? Who exactly is he?

Everyone was horrified, wondering about this person's identity. On the Black Pearl, concern for the monkey turned to a cold sweat, as deep worry gripped them.

"Agh!"

The monkey roared. His divine perception was keen, allowing him to sense the killing intent instantly and more acutely than anyone else. A broken Immortal Iron Rod appeared in his hand in a flash, sweeping backward.

A slight tremor was followed by the dissipation of a cloud of mist, which, upon closer inspection, was chaotic essence filled with countless star fragments. A portion of the cosmos had been pierced through by the monkey.

The Immortal Iron Rod glowed with auspicious light, radiating killing intent. The monkey, wielding it with his fiery golden eyes, and the other figure each recoiled.

It was a blurry figure, entirely concealed within chaotic mist. Yet, it could single-handedly contend with a damaged Emperor-grade artifact. To what extent was it powerful?

It wasn't a clash of physical bodies; that was a profound divine ability, capable of containing the universe in its palm and refining all things and stars. Such a method utterly astonished the human realm.

"Someone from the Phoenix Nest?!" the monkey demanded.

"Indeed!" the newcomer replied, their eyes like razor-sharp blades with astonishing beams of light, yet their entire figure remained blurry and dim, creating a stark contrast.

"General Kun Tian, one of the eight great divine generals who followed the ancient Undying Heavenly Emperor!" The monkey's gaze was piercing. As a being from primordial times, he had naturally heard many legends and thus deduced the person's identity.

This was no descendant of the Eight Divisions, but a true invincible divine general. There were once eight such generals who had swept through the universe without equal, suppressing the supreme experts of all realms.

This individual is one of them, and still alive!

This revelation was utterly astonishing.

The moment the monkey spoke, everyone behind him was dumbfounded. Though they couldn't see clearly, they could feel the overwhelming, terrifying surge of power.

Ye Fan moved, leaving the Black Pearl Quasi-Emperor ship with the Green Lotus in hand, plunging into the chaotic sea. He was going to fight. The Phoenix Nest cultivators had arrived, targeting him and the monkey, seeking vengeance for the Heavenly Emperor's Son.

The Eight Divine Generals were truly invincible figures of the past, commanding the entire cosmos and ruling an era. In their former campaigns across all directions, they had long since exhausted all rivals.

Some of these individuals were even on the verge of ascending to their own Imperial Path, possessing boundless terror. Rumor had it that a few had passed away, while others vanished without a trace in their later years.

Had the monkey not held the Immortal Iron Rod just now, he would have been in grave danger. After all, his opponent was an old, invincible Quasi-Emperor whose profound techniques had long since reached peak perfection.

However, the moment Ye Fan entered the chaotic sea, he was ambushed by a chilling, sharp arrow. It was an arrow fired by a Quasi-Emperor!

Radiant golden light shone as the arrow streaked across the sky. It was capable of slaying heavenly generals and felling deities, dazzling to behold.

"Whoosh-whoosh..." A strange, astonishing whistle pierced the air. Though it was merely an arrow, around it manifested an endless host of gods and devils, each bleeding, creating a terrifying scene.

And within the myriad figures, there was even Ye Fan himself, though incredibly aged, having long entered his twilight years. He was nailed to a wooden stake, his vibrant Great Accomplishment Saint Blood staining the ground.

This… this sight caused Ye Fan’s pupils to contract sharply, and he felt a profound unease. The cauldron above his head hummed softly, then soared up to suppress the arrow.

"Do you see? That is you. Even if you escape this tribulation, you will still perish in the future!" a cold voice echoed from the shadows.

When the Cauldron of All Things Mother Qi moved to retrieve the golden arrow, it struck empty air. The fiercely powerful arrow had dissolved into nothingness, becoming scattered golden fragments that vanished on the spot.

"The Samsara Arrow reflects the reincarnation of all things; that is the desolate scene of your end. I can't believe you could live so long," the voice from the shadows eerily stated.

Ye Fan's mind wavered as a demonic sound infiltrated his consciousness, attempting to devour his fundamental power and obliterate his Sea of Consciousness. It was incredibly sinister.

"Scram!"

He roared, and a brilliant light erupted from between his brows. A small golden figure stepped forth and unleashed a punch, causing a puff of white smoke and a wretched groan to appear in the void.

"The people of Samsara Sea possess some skill, but to think illusions and minor mystic arts could defeat me? You are far from capable. I once fought your elders!" Ye Fan declared.

He knew the newcomer's identity: a descendant of the Lord of Samsara, hailing from a Forbidden Zone of Life, with an incredibly potent bloodline!

However, he had already slain four or five such individuals and now felt no apprehension whatsoever. The Cauldron of All Things Mother Qi above his head hummed softly once more, instantly streaking across the sky.

"Clang!"

A golden divine arrow shot forth, striking fiercely against the cauldron's wall, unleashing a terrifying burst of light that swept down a cluster of stars, causing them to explode in the void.

Everyone was horrified. The starry sky in this place was unique, appearing as if ancient Great Emperors had embedded true stars, highly condensed and even more robust and indestructible, into the chaos as ornaments.

Yet, at this moment, they began to fall, crumbling into dust and astonishing all who witnessed it.

A fierce battle erupted. Ye Fan's steps were resolute as he pressed forward; before him, green dragons coiled, fiery phoenixes danced, and Kun Pengs shattered myriad realms, creating a magnificent spectacle.

His power and terrifying might were revealed to all, as he advanced irresistibly. Not even the golden arrows could harm him; four of them were collected by the Cauldron of All Things Mother Qi.

Finally, a cyan figure, unable to evade, struck with a long bow. With a resounding clang, Ye Fan seized and grasped the Samsara Bow.

But in that instant, a sense of danger surged through him. A violent fluctuation emanated from within the bow, threatening to consume Ye Fan's mind!

"Hmm, so strong. Anyone else would have perished," Ye Fan murmured. He had previously fought ancient Supremes to the death, and had he not been sensitive to such volatile energies, his spiritual consciousness might have been devoured by this attack.

Inside, there was actually a phantom spirit of the Lord of Samsara. Although vastly weaker than an ancient Supreme, for a Quasi-Emperor, the phantom spirit of a supreme Forbidden Zone Lord was still immensely powerful!

Ye Fan's hand trembled, possessing a power that could transform decay into marvel. This was his greatest gain from his past battle with the ancient Supremes; his combat techniques and physical prowess had reached an apex, unmatched by anyone in this generation.

He released the long bow, causing the young master of the Forbidden Zone, who had deliberately let go of the bow, to widen his eyes in disbelief. However, the young master did not linger, tearing through the void and departing instantly.

Ye Fan's other hand lightly swept, and the Chaos Green Lotus in his grasp brushed against the long bow. That wisp of phantom spirit immediately disintegrated, vanishing into the annals of time.

The Green Lotus, meanwhile, burst forth with brilliant light, shaking the entire chaotic sea and causing the area to seethe. Clearly, that wisp of phantom spirit was a great nourishment for the Green Lotus!

With a clang, the entirely black long bow was once again in hand. Ye Fan retrieved a golden arrow from the Cauldron of All Things Mother Qi, nocked it onto the bowstring, and drew the string.

With a "boom," an arrow was unleashed that astonished even immortals. Overwhelming golden light engulfed the area, scattering a portion of the chaotic sea ahead.

"Pfft!"

Blood rained down as the powerful expert from Samsara Sea let out a horrific scream. Pierced by the golden arrow, he then exploded in the sky, his blood staining the area.

Everyone trembled. This battle was terrifying indeed, confirming it as the blood-stained Emperor's Road where horrific casualties were now emerging. Ye Fan proved himself worthy of his title as the Ancient Imperial Son Slayer.