Chapter 1773: Ancient First Killing Formation

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The four forbidden zones emerged simultaneously, towering majestically, their collective power encircling Ye Fan. Though not physically present, their imprints were indistinguishable from reality. Majestic mountains and rivers, along with grand formations, materialized, creating a true land of annihilation.

Ye Fan was in dire straits, trapped within the mythological battlefield, which was now firmly locked by the imperial formations of the forbidden zones. He had no escape route. His only path to freedom was to fight his way out, shedding imperial blood.

Ye Fan's gaze flickered. While he was familiar with three of the forbidden zones, the last one, despite his few visits, still shrouded his mind in mystery.

"Young man, you cannot escape today, not even with wings!" roared the Spirit Emperor. The silver saber hovering beside him radiated wisps of holy brilliance, exuding a sky-devouring aura.

Above Ye Fan, the Cauldron of All Things, forged from Mother Qi, floated. Fresh crimson liquid seemed to flow on its walls, as if the blood of past Supremes had not yet dried. The spectral images of the Stone Emperor, Heavenly Venerate Xiaoyao, the Beast God, and others were etched upon it, further amplifying its unparalleled might.

"I've survived this long by fighting, not by cowering," he declared. "My cauldron hasn't tasted Supreme blood in years; today, let the slaughter begin!"

These resonant words shook the entire star-sea, echoing beyond the mythological battlefield. Throughout the cosmos, the most powerful races trembled. They had been observing this apocalyptic final battle from afar, too fearful to approach, and were now finally hearing the sounds of confrontation.

With a thunderous roar, the four forbidden zones converged, sealing off all six directions and transforming the area into an immense, confined battlefield.

"While you're not the first to force the combined might of the forbidden zones, you are certainly no ordinary foe," they declared. "You have reason to be proud, for your name will be etched into the most glorious annals of divine warfare!"

Each of the four Supremes, representing their respective domains, was thoroughly prepared, vowing to annihilate Ye Fan.

"I'm truly curious," Ye Fan interjected, "what is the mysterious origin of 'Heaven,' or the so-called Burial Heaven Island, this forbidden zone?"

No one expected Ye Fan to suddenly speak such words just as the grand battle was about to commence. He showed no concern for his own life or death, but rather a desire to uncover a secret.

"It's so ancient, no one knows its origins!" the Great Roc Emperor stated coldly.

Burial Heaven Island was indeed a place of profound mystery. Even the Supremes of the other forbidden zones couldn't fully explain it, as the Great Roc Emperor and his peers found nothing definitive when they first took up residence there. They only knew it was immensely ancient, having endured countless great tribulations over eons, almost as if it were a divine realm where 'Heaven' itself had been interred. Yet, its ancient caverns were long empty, nothing left behind. An aura of immortality permeated the place, perhaps capable of slowing the passage of time or bestowing a life-extending essence that granted vitality and prevented premature decay. Such a supreme divine realm naturally became the most coveted treasure for Supremes, evolving into a major life forbidden zone.

These were merely fragments of information Ye Fan had gleaned from others; the true secrets remained unknown to him, prompting his desire to inquire further. Unfortunately, the four Supremes were either equally clueless or simply disinclined to share what they knew.

"Kill!"

Their primary objective was to kill him. The Great Roc Emperor roared, swinging his golden whip, which arced over Burial Heaven Island and descended swiftly to strike Ye Fan.

"Do you truly believe I fear you?" Ye Fan roared back. "The Stone Emperor, the Beast God, and Heavenly Venerate Xiaoyao met their end at my hands; you will suffer the same fate!"

His black hair billowed wildly, embodying peerless dominance as he resembled a demon god. His Heavenly Emperor Fist, making its reappearance after many years, struck powerfully towards the Great Roc Emperor, directly clashing with the golden whip.

The four masters moved in unison. The Divine Ruins, the Primordial Ancient Mine, the Immortal Mausoleum, and Burial Heaven Island all vibrated in concert. Countless runes unfurled, spreading out to encompass this section of the universe. Each stood in a distinct position, on their respective home battlegrounds. Their intimate knowledge of their forbidden zones allowed them to leverage the array patterns for enhanced power, all while inflicting damage upon Ye Fan. This time, their intent to kill Ye Fan was absolute!

"Do you think this will be enough to kill me? I've been to all these places before!" With the Cauldron of All Things floating above his head, Ye Fan unleashed the Heavenly Emperor Fist, laying waste to all sides. Like a celestial emperor descended, he emanated billions of feet of divine light, clashing head-on with the forbidden zones.

"Today, you will surely die!" The Corpse Emperor drew his bow; though arrowless, murderous intent surged. The moment the string released, Ye Fan's brow felt a searing pain as if cut by a blade. The Cauldron of All Things descended, blocking the invisible arrow before his forehead. Then, with a swift application of his 'Movement' secret art, he charged directly into the Primordial Forbidden Zone, aiming to kill the Corpse Emperor.

However, that familiar sensation of dread resurfaced. He seemed to witness mountains of corpses and seas of blood, scenes of fallen immortals; his vision turned entirely crimson. Simultaneously, a supremely sharp sword energy shot forth, hurtling towards Ye Fan. He retreated at immense speed, but even then, a spray of blood erupted from his shoulder.

The next moment, the entire atmosphere of the area transformed dramatically. Killing intent permeated every fiber, and a devastating aura spread overwhelmingly. The world turned blood-red, thick with the stench of gore. Even the four forbidden zones were affected, all bathed in crimson. A swirling, misty blood fog was incredibly striking, emanating overwhelming malevolence and an immeasurable killing tribulation!

In distinct directions, four dark-red killing swords hung suspended. The murderous aura they exuded was terrifying and astonishing, causing even Supremes to tremble. Each killing sword bore faint, terrifying etchings of immortal slaughter, sending shivers down one's spine. That pervasive aura chilled Supremes to their very bones.

Ye Fan shivered uncontrollably. He recognized them: the four killing swords of Heavenly Venerate Lingbao from the mythical era, capable of slaying immortals and emperors, and shattering all defenses! That earlier sensation of dread had been caused by the latent power of the four immortal swords. They were the world's most terrifying and indestructible weapons, having endured countless eons and caused immeasurable bloodshed throughout history.

"Legend says these are weapons stained with immortal blood," the Immortal Matron stated coldly. "Today, the four of us will use them to bury you. You may then boast of having surpassed all mortals."

Ye Fan remained silent, instead gazing up at the firmament. There, an array diagram slowly revolved, shrouded in chaotic qi, as Dao laws propagated, obscuring the entire mythological battlefield. His pupils sharply constricted. Heavenly Venerate Lingbao's killing array diagram had also appeared, completing the ultimate trap! If Pang Bo were present, he would surely exclaim that with the Lord of Tongtian's Four Swords of Zhuxian and the array diagram together, they were invincible, beyond anyone's resistance. While Ye Fan wouldn't mentally categorize it as the 'Lord of Tongtian's' array, he knew it was effectively the same. The killing formation left behind by Heavenly Venerate Lingbao could undoubtedly be proclaimed the greatest of all time. This was because he had pioneered the 'Curse' secret art, making his mastery of formations unparalleled. The culmination of his life's essence was embedded in the killing array diagram, and combined with the four legendary swords said to have tasted immortal blood, its power was unmatched. It was rumored that a complete sword array, wielded by a Great Emperor, could absolutely slay even peak Imperial Dao Supremes!

Yet now, four Supremes were presiding over this ancient, supreme killing array. Who could possibly break it? Trapped within, it was not merely a certain death situation, but arguably worse. This was a monumental crisis. Ye Fan was deeply ensnared within the formation, facing the most terrifying tribulation since his advent. One wrong move, and he could be utterly annihilated, body and soul.

"You've gone to extraordinary lengths over the years," Ye Fan remarked with a sigh, "obscuring heavenly secrets and manipulating creation, all to find these four swords and the array diagram. And now, you finally possess them." No wonder the life forbidden zones had waited until now to act with such confidence. They had recently located and refined the last immortal sword, finally shedding all restraint.

"You also sent people to search for them, but how could you compare to us?" the Corpse Emperor sneered.

For years, Ye Fan had indeed been preparing various contingencies, including his determined pursuit of these four immortal swords and the array diagram, but he had never managed to acquire them.

"This is your end. Did you truly believe you were invincible? Opposing the forbidden zones, you cannot escape your demise. We overlooked you in the past simply because we couldn't be bothered!"

The Spirit Emperor roared, activating an immortal sword, which instantly sent a blood-red light streaking towards Ye Fan.

"Kill!"

The other three Supremes attacked simultaneously. The four immortal swords vibrated in unison, unleashing thousands of chaotic sword energies and a sky-filling crimson light that engulfed the area. This was a deadly assault; even the greatest hero could not withstand it.

The cauldron above Ye Fan's head floated and clanged, bearing countless scars from the barrage of swords, having suffered severe blows within the ancient, supreme killing array. Had it not been for the cauldron's astonishing defensive power, Ye Fan would have already sustained numerous sword injuries. Evasion was impossible here; as the array diagram spun and the four swords glowed, they unleashed power capable of defying even immortals! This was not merely a manifestation of the 'Curse' secret art, but the ultimate embodiment of Heavenly Venerate Lingbao's lifelong study of formations, forming the most potent killing array, now unleashing a grand tribulation.

Ye Fan roared in fury, his phenomena spreading wide. With the Cauldron of All Things shielding him, he battled and charged within this ultimate killing array, aiming for a corner to breach the formation. However, at this moment, the four Supremes were absolutely determined to kill him, operating the grand array with all their might. Furthermore, each of their personal weapons were suspended at the array gates, synergizing with the four swords to dramatically amplify the formation's power! Beyond that, the imprints left by the four forbidden zones awakened, transforming into four additional grand arrays that subtly resonated with the main array diagram, pressing forward as one.

A certain death trap, unsolvable!

With four Supremes presiding over the enhanced version of the ultimate killing array, there was no way to break free from within. Ye Fan had fallen into the most perilous situation, never having been so passive since his emergence. Resolution was impossible; this transcended human capabilities.

"Clang!"

The Cauldron of All Things was pierced. With a soft thud, a bloody hole appeared on his body. This was the first wound, and a storm of attacks was sure to follow. As expected, the array diagram spun, its aura intensifying. Under the command of four Supremes, eight weapons moved in concert, unleashing immortal light and an immeasurable killing tribulation that no one could resist or dispel. Despite Ye Fan's immense divine powers, blood bloomed within the array. The moment the Cauldron of All Things was breached, he faced the ultimate killing formation directly, enduring dozens of chaotic sword energies in rapid succession.

Blood stained the grand formation crimson. Though Ye Fan possessed earth-shattering abilities, he was still fighting a losing battle alone; this was beyond human power to resist! With so many Supremes presiding over the ancient, supreme killing array, anyone who dared face it alone would be rendered powerless, utterly unable to contend!

"Hahahaha…" The Immortal Matron laughed, though her eyes grew increasingly cold. "If you manage to survive such a killing tribulation, it would truly be defying the heavens!"

"I will not only defy the heavens, but I will also slay all of you!" Ye Fan roared.