Chapter 1736: Bathing in the Overlord's Blood

A truly extraordinary and magnificent sight.

The Heavenly Emperor was unparalleled, his divine might peerless in the world, irresistible. He was identical to Ye Fan, with thick black hair cascading down, and eyes like cold lightning, possessing both ruthlessness and sharpness, shooting out electric flashes.

He stood proudly, towering over the world, with one foot planted on the War Immortal, suppressing him. He loudly demanded submission, and that battle-form knelt there, trembling violently.

The Heavenly Emperor's might was ineffable; he looked down upon the mortal realm, shocking the world, making people tremble with fear, their very souls quivering.

"Pfft," Cang Lan spat out a mouthful of blood. His arm made a snapping sound, but with a forceful slap, his severed arm reconnected and healed, bones regenerating. His face was filled with a chilling frost.

This was an unprecedented humiliation. There was a time when he swept across the world, unchallenged in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, peerlessly alone. Yet now, a junior forced his divine form to kneel; it was unimaginable!

This was more agonizing than death. Not only the intense physical pain, but also the humiliation in his heart drove him to madness. He roared to the sky, his Overlord Blood surging straight to his scalp.

Forcing his ultimate divine form to kneel—wasn't that tantamount to making him prostrate himself? Such severe consequences, it was like being slapped repeatedly, unbearable.

"Ah!" The War Immortal roared, fiercely resisting. His flesh and blood tore apart, bones exposed, as he tried to shake off the foot planted on his body.

But he couldn't break free at all. The foot was stuck to his body, unshakeable, and it made him even more unbearable. His head was even pressed down, touching his own knees.

"This is too much!" the Great Accomplishment Overlord Body roared. He would rather die in battle; he had never been so humiliated before.

"Don't you like the feeling of bathing in Saint Blood? Come and try this!" Ye Fan roared.

He also felt a surge of anger. The opponent had repeatedly mentioned having once killed a Great Accomplishment Saint Body, treating them as discarded bones. Once was bad enough, but he brought it up again.

Therefore, he responded tit for tat, blood for blood.

"Kill!" Cang Lan roared. The War Immortal glowed all over, igniting divine fire, about to explode.

"Pfft," the Heavenly Emperor, who was Ye Fan himself, gazed down indifferently. He stomped down, making the body tremble violently. At the same time, he pressed down with a palm.

With a 'crack', Ye Fan shattered his crown. Blood and brain matter splattered, a horrific sight. It was important to note that this was a battle-form of a supreme being, effectively himself, being beaten to death in this manner.

The War Immortal disintegrated, carrying intense rage, transforming into a mass of essence, energy, and spirit, soaring skyward. It became wisps of shimmering light mist that rapidly merged back into Cang Lan's true body.

The Great Accomplishment Overlord Body shook violently. Although the essence, energy, and spirit of his divine form had returned, it caused him to suffer heavy damage. At the same time, the feeling of being suppressed and forced to kneel earlier truly resurfaced in his mind.

"How could I be bullied like this by a junior... Ah!" Cang Lan roared. He thought of the past, the desolation of that aging Saint Body when he defeated him. Back then, he was full of vigor, looking down upon the world, tearing apart that elderly Saint Body and bathing in its blood in a frenzy—what immense dominance!

Now, it was his turn, using his aging body to face a Great Accomplishment Saint Body full of vigor and shockingly young. Was this truly a cycle?

Everything from back then was reversed. What a tragedy!

However, he would not yield, nor would he succumb to old age. This was only the first round. A temporary defeat did not mean he would ultimately fall in this divine battle.

Who would have the last laugh? It was still too early to tell.

Cang Lan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. From his crown, a dragon soared forth, baring its fangs and claws, roaring above his head. He felt stifled and unwilling to accept defeat. Then, a Vermilion Bird, a White Tiger, a transformed snake... various immortal beasts and auspicious birds all appeared.

Amidst the bloody light, fierce mythical beasts and birds soared. It was as if they had entered a mythical world. Any one of them, if it were to emerge, could sweep across the mortal realm.

This time, he did not transform into a War Immortal, because a true War Immortal could hardly appear in this world and could not evolve to perfection. Although his divine form earlier was powerful, it ultimately had flaws that Ye Fan found and directly suppressed.

"Crack!" A Green Dragon flew down and merged with his head. He gained a dragon's head, which also resembled a green-gold shimmering Green Dragon helmet.

Next, an Immortal Phoenix swooped down and merged into his back. A pair of fiery red divine wings spread out from his ribs, obscuring the sun, with immortal fire raging and crimson light filling the sky.

Then, a White Tiger roared. A mountain-like giant tiger rushed down from the sky, rapidly disintegrated, and merged with his limbs. Its White Tiger claws were sharp and chilling, capable of easily tearing the universe apart.

Subsequently, a transformed snake appeared, its length unknown, capable of shattering stars with a casual flick of its tail. It rapidly shrank and merged into Cang Lan's back, causing a massive tail to grow from him.

He was undergoing a terrifying transformation, no longer a War Immortal, because such a being did not truly exist in this world; though powerful in attack, it had fatal flaws. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't surpass the Battle Saint Emperor from history, the Monkey's father, who was peerlessly invincible. He almost succeeded back then, but disintegrated at the moment of self-fusion, still just short of perfection.

He employed forbidden techniques, decomposing and reorganizing various divine forms to best suit himself. It was not a pure divine form; it integrated laws, the evolution of battle bodies, and all techniques combined, transforming into another creature.

This was the Overlord Body's Ancestral Form!

This monster possessed a dragon head, a transformed snake tail, White Tiger claws, Phoenix wings, Qilin armor, and a Black Tortoise shell. It combined all these advantages, becoming incredibly rigid and strong, utterly indestructible.

Indeed, the moment this Overlord Body Ancestral Form emerged, the heavens and earth erupted in turmoil. It was a great sin of blood and fire, rejected even by the heavens, with countless thunderbolts striking.

The moment he took a step, the heavens and earth collapsed. His immense power was incomparable, terrifyingly peerless. Back then, he had used this divine ancestral form to defeat a Great Accomplishment Saint Body, invincible wherever he went.

"Oh, young Saint Blood, I still crave it," Cang Lan roared, "Perhaps it can extend my life further, placed into a divine furnace, transformed into a Nine-Revolutions Saint Pill."

Cang Lan roared and swooped down. At this moment, he not only used his ancestral form but also unleashed all his secret techniques. His glabella shone, dazzling like a treasure wheel, cracking the very space.

Every inch of his body was releasing energy. Every cell was a gateway to divine treasure. His Overlord Blood boiled, and divine power surged wildly.

Ye Fan's expression became solemn, and he let out a great roar. The Heavenly Emperor returned to its place, merging with him, becoming his true self. Fully displaying his majestic demeanor, he looked down upon the monster.

"Gasp!" That monster was truly terrifying to the extreme. With a casual grab, this part of the universe tore open. With another swipe, a distant galaxy shattered into smoke and dust.

This was an ancient supreme being, beyond ordinary comprehension. A casual strike could annihilate an entire starfield. No expert, not even a Quasi-Emperor, could withstand such an attack.

Ye Fan met it head-on, immediately striking with a palm. It collided with the opponent's fist, causing heavens and earth to crack, ghosts to wail, and gods to howl. Various shadows appeared in this place, belonging to ancient heroic spirits.

The two collided fiercely, shouts resounding everywhere. Eventually, Ye Fan was covered in many bloodstains, heavily wounded. But the Great Accomplishment Overlord Body was even more wretched: its Phoenix wings were torn off, several ribs were broken and exposed.

And its tail was even torn apart by Ye Fan; white bones were exposed, and blood dripped profusely. Even the dragon head was almost pierced through by Ye Fan, and then nearly severed.

Meeting on a narrow path, neither evaded; they fought a bloody battle. What might have originally been a thousand-move showdown was now condensed, with a result reached within dozens of moves.

Ye Fan was covered in blood, with even a bloodied hole in his chest. This was the price he paid.

The Great Accomplishment Overlord Body was far more wretched, almost torn apart. Its ancestral form suffered heavy damage and was on the verge of disintegrating. He couldn't understand how, with his long years of cultivation and unique path to enlightenment, he could be defeated by such a junior.

Even his experience and insights were useless. The person opposite him was a born warrior, truly like a Heavenly Emperor, omnipotent in the realm of duels, utterly suppressing him.

In fact, Ye Fan was not at ease. Although he had reached the pinnacle of the Ninth Heaven, almost stepping into another realm, he still held nothing back against this Overlord Blood expert.

After all, the opponent was a supreme being, shaking the past and present. Ye Fan used all his forbidden techniques for deterrence, to make other supreme beings hidden in the shadows understand that if they wanted to stop him, they would have to pay a bloody price.

Of course, whether it would work or not remained to be seen.

Now, he had to strike fiercely. Unless he inflicted pain on the ancient supreme beings, it would have no effect.

He had to kill ruthlessly, kill wildly, kill until supreme beings felt fear. He had to make it clear to those people that anyone who dared to stop him would pay with blood and life.

He appeared strong now, but was actually in great danger.

"Kill!" the Great Accomplishment Overlord Body roared. His heart was filled with sorrow; it was the first time in his life he had suffered such a devastating defeat. He had come, walking proudly across the world, to slay the Saint Body, yet the outcome was this tragic.

Clearly, another supreme being was rising, who would advance by stepping over his corpse. One generation replaced by the next!

In fact, other supreme beings were watching from the shadows. Their gazes were cold, piercing through endless void, witnessing the scene here.

Everyone's hearts trembled. Crossing two great tribulations consecutively, this was beyond their expectations. If they were to stop him now, the price would be immense.

If it were an Eight-Heaven Saint Body, a few palm strikes might have been enough to make Ye Fan perish with regret. But now, anyone would have to weigh the consequences carefully!

Unseen throughout history, unprecedented, a heaven-defying Saint Body had crossed two tribulations, leaving all the supreme beings in silence. To stop him or not? If they stopped him, the price was great; if they didn't, his future achievements would be boundless.

"Kill!" Suddenly, a clear, cold shout emanated. From the direction of the Overlord Body Ancestral Star, a wave of light surged forth. Another supreme being had made a move, preventing Ye Fan from killing Cang Lan.

It was a supreme dao wave, with astonishing impact. Along its path, all stars extinguished, opening a vacuum channel directly towards them.

Cang Lan moved sideways, preparing to withdraw from the dangerous zone of life and death.

Never before had he felt such an unbearable sense of defeat as he did today. It was the first time in his life he had suffered such a colossal defeat, to the point where even his life was in jeopardy. What a profound sorrow!

"Buzz!" The void trembled, then froze like a painting. Ye Fan's body moved, unleashing the Heavenly Emperor Fist, utterly firm and pure Yang, breaking eternity, soaring skyward. He met the wave of light head-on, deflecting and blocking it entirely.

At the same time, his glabella glowed. A golden miniature figure walked upon the heavens, holding a small cauldron in its right hand. It was manifesting the Secret of Movement, surpassing the world's extreme speed, causing time to freeze.

Simultaneously, the golden miniature figure formed a seal with its left hand, bringing the profound meaning of the "Space-Time" character to its ultimate sublimation, pushing it to its extreme, also affecting time.

His primordial spirit merged with the Dao, striking with the cauldron, catching up to Cang Lan. With a "pfft," the attack was so domineering and ferocious that it caused Cang Lan's entire body to crack open, his bones breaking and tendons snapping.

Even the mighty Great Accomplishment Overlord Body could not withstand it, and was on the verge of disintegration.

It should be known that he was an existence capable of directly confronting Emperor Artifacts. Yet now he was about to be torn to pieces, covered in blood, with fractured bones, his body on the verge of exploding.

In the sky, Ye Fan shattered the enormous wave of light. He turned and descended, his primordial spirit merging with his physical body, and swooped down.

"Pfft," he tore the Great Accomplishment Overlord Body into two halves. Bathing in its blood, he planted his foot on its body, gazing down indifferently.

A supreme being had been slaughtered!

The universe trembled, and the Ten Desolations were in turmoil!