Chapter 1774: Aftermath

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Blood splattered far and wide—this was an accurate description. Ye Fan was deeply trapped within the formidable formation, enduring hundreds of sword qi strikes and suffering severe injuries.

The situation was extremely perilous. Lingbao Heavenly Venerate, unparalleled throughout history, had no equal in array pattern mastery since ancient times. His array diagram contained infinite killing intent, propelling four swords to strike, unstoppable. Even Great Emperors would be sliced apart.

Ye Fan was covered in blood. His wounds were terrifyingly severe, with no less than twenty gaping blood holes piercing through his body. Crimson blood sprayed; each drop could penetrate a Quasi-Emperor.

"A cornered beast still struggles, but it's a futile fight!" Emperor Ling said indifferently.

They now held the absolute initiative. With the first killing formation of ancient times unleashed and presided over by four Imperial-level experts, it was undeniably invincible. No one could stand against it.

"Fight!"

Ye Fan roared, his hands performing complex seals as he activated the Saint Battle Law. A fiery red divine furnace flew up—the Hengyu Furnace—emitting flames that scorched and collapsed starfields. Then an ancient mirror ascended, hovering above his head, radiating immortal light. Next, a sharp immortal sword shot forth, the Grand Emperor Sword in its manifested form, slashing through the heavens.

Various ultimate weapons appeared simultaneously, colliding with the killing formation. Ye Fan exhausted all his methods, hoping to dismantle it.

Unfortunately, it was difficult to break through the array patterns' obstruction; all were obliterated by the sword light.

At this moment, the array diagram roared. In a trance, even the world seemed to be refined as the Heaven-Reaching Killing Formation was permeated with killing intent.

The four gates of this grand formation became even more terrifying. Not only did the four fierce swords vibrate, but the other four weapons completely merged into it as well, doubling its power.

"Swish!"

From one of the array gates, Emperor Ling's silver divine saber shot out, its saber energy like a vast ocean, slashing towards Ye Fan's body.

The Cauldron of All Things Mother Qi was already damaged. The saber energy spread through it and surged into Ye Fan's body, causing him to convulse violently and retreat continuously, leaving bloody footprints in the void.

Empowered by the array diagram, the silver saber's might was amplified countless times, invincible. The instant the saber energy entered his body, Ye Fan was almost blown to pieces.

"Buzz!"

The vibrating sound of a bowstring emanated, and a divine light shot forth. The Corpse Emperor's longbow, hanging on another array gate, unleashed its power, shooting out a brilliant beam of light. Ye Fan struck with his hand, shattering the beam, but the bowstring trembled repeatedly, sending forth endless, overwhelming beams, instantly leaving him struggling to cope.

"Pfft!" his shoulder was pierced through, followed by arrows striking his waist, chest, thighs, and other areas, pierced by terrifying beams of light. Only the dozen or so arrows aimed at his forehead were pulverized.

Ye Fan was pushed into a desperate situation. The killing formation lived up to its reputation, indeed worthy of being called astounding throughout history, and impossible to break. If this continued, he would surely die.

The "Immortal Slaying Array Diagram" that Pang Bo had always spoken of truly appeared. Known as the most murderous formation since ancient times, when fully activated, it would slay any god or immortal in its path!

At this moment, all four immortal swords flew up, leaving the array gates, and entered the formation to mercilessly attack Ye Fan, leaving the other four weapons to guard the formation.

Each immortal sword was dripping with fresh blood, its bloody scent assaulting the senses. Facing any one of them felt like being immersed in an ocean of blood, with towering crimson light rising endlessly.

No wonder some in the world claimed they could slay immortals and annihilate celestials. Their aura was too violent, their malevolent energy unparalleled. No Imperial Armament could compare.

The most ferocious weapons of ancient times transformed into four blood-red rainbows, weaving through the air, leaving behind endless Dao runes in their wake. They fiercely clashed with Ye Fan, ultimately shattering him, blowing him apart!

Seeing Ye Fan instantly reassemble his true body, the four Supremes were moved. For the first time, they realized how difficult it was to kill the Saint Physique; its vitality was too strong.

"Is he intentionally bleeding, trying to comprehend sword intent? He's courting death!" Emperor Ling sneered.

"How audacious, to use his blood to absorb sword intent! He's completely oblivious to his impending doom!" Immortal Matriarch said grimly.

Ye Fan indeed felt a sense of powerlessness. This immense killing formation was impossible to break through. No matter how formidable one's magic power, under the four Supremes' command, one could only meet disaster here.

At this moment, the blood he had shed earlier in the void all began to glow, forming strange patterns and evolving into divine Dao principles.

"Using your own blood to form Dao seals to aid your comprehension? Even if you drain all your Saint blood, it's useless. To defy heaven only leads to death!" Great Peng Emperor sneered, urging the formation to intensify its attacks.

Ye Fan sighed. He deeply admired Lingbao Heavenly Venerate. Such array patterns were indeed invincible throughout history, impossible to break through.

"Boom!"

He knew that if this continued, he would surely die. His entire body began to glow, and so did his damaged cauldron. All his secret arts and profound principles—such as his phenomena, the Nine Secrets, Heavenly Emperor Fist, and Five-Element Divine Light—were unleashed simultaneously, interweaving.

Then, chaotic energy surged, clashing violently, its light transcending eternity, refining the illusory heavens around him, enveloping Ye Fan and forming a furnace.

Ye Fan evolved his own Dao, transforming in desperation, almost dissolving into the Dao, evolving towards chaos, seeking ultimate transcendence.

The furnace nurtured hundreds of scriptures, immortal scriptures burned, transforming into fire to temper the furnace, to forge a peerless precious body.

This was a terrifying transformation. All Daos resonated, transforming into runes, submerging into the chaotic flames, refining the furnace, to burn out a "true self."

Back when Ye Fan fought with Carefree Heavenly Venerate, he was forced into peril by the Venerate's supreme speed and had similarly evolved his own Dao, devouring external attacks.

Now, it was even more dangerous than that battle; he could die at any moment. He once again evolved his Grand Dao to resist.

This method was extremely dangerous. Treading the edge of dissolving into the Dao, it was almost a certain death. He could very likely become pure chaos, forever returning to the natural order of heaven and earth.

However, with the furnace nurturing hundreds of scriptures and accommodating myriad Daos, this method was truly terrifying, devouring all power, transforming attack power into furnace flames to temper his fluctuating physical body, the precious cauldron.

Clang, clang, clang...

Myriad sword qi, the four immortal swords vibrated with a metallic ring. Their sword energy, carrying bloody light and chaotic aura, all struck the furnace, ringing out with clangs.

At this moment, their damage to Ye Fan was no longer as severe. All the light beams entered the light cocoon, becoming part of the furnace flames, to temper his true body.

This result made the four Supremes gasp in cold air. Such a method was truly heaven-defying. Could it really break the first killing formation of ancient times? Impossible. No one could break this formation.

Especially with the four of them presiding over it, if it were truly broken, then Ye Fan would truly be on par with a Battle Immortal.

"Rumble!"

The Great Peng Emperor made his move. His bearing was astonishing, tall and robust, with thick golden hair fluttering, and even his pupils were golden, incredibly daunting. At this moment, light burst forth from his glabella, and the golden whip detached from the array gate, heading directly into the killing formation, collapsing the heavens and earth, to blast Ye Fan.

This world-shattering strike was not only powered by the array diagram but also the Great Peng Emperor's ultimate attack—a double enhancement, enough to astound all ages.

Endless golden light boiled. The golden whip was like a living war god descending, slashing into the chaotic energy, striking Ye Fan's physical body furnace, and emitting a tremendous boom.

"Pfft!" He was shaken, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood. One bloody mark after another appeared on his body, and then his body was torn apart, almost shattering completely.

"Kill him! He can't last much longer; don't give him a chance!" The Great Peng Emperor's eyes gleamed with madness. This madman possessed an indescribable wildness and killing intent.

The four simultaneously circulated their magic power, activating the array diagram. The four immortal swords were revived to their utmost potency, dripping with fresh blood. The vague patterns on their sword bodies reappeared vividly. They were slaying immortals!

The scene was terrifyingly astonishing. Within a vast immortal domain, the array diagram and the four killing swords massacred everything around them. Blood light soared into the sky, staining the heavens and earth crimson.

Now, as the array diagram descended, the four swords, wielding this supreme might, slashed down together, cleaving through chaos. Ye Fan's physical body finally couldn't withstand it and was shattered once more.

The divine sound of the Grand Dao resounded. Chaotic light surged. Ye Fan painstakingly reassembled his true body once more, various lights danced, transforming into a furnace, enveloping him.

Scriptures resonated ceaselessly, like three thousand Buddhas chanting, like a hundred thousand gods and devils roaring, or all ancient ancestors performing sacrifices—mysterious and terrifying. A powerful aura spread out.

"Good heavens, boy! Even on the verge of death, you're still thinking of perfecting your Dao, letting us become your furnace flames! Are you a martial arts fanatic, or just completely oblivious to your limitations?" The Great Peng Emperor roared.

Ye Fan was indeed incredibly audacious. Even facing such peril, he remained the same, still evolving his supreme method, with all things and all origins becoming his furnace flames to temper his physical body furnace.

"He truly comprehended some sword intent, and our secret arts were absorbed after striking him. If this continues, he might even transcend!" Emperor Ling frowned.

"He's a true genius; calling him the strongest Saint Physique in history wouldn't be an exaggeration. Unfortunately, he has no chance left. Even if he assimilates and refines some profound principles now, what good is it? He still can't break through the first killing formation of ancient times, and with our laws and Daos combined, he's definitely going to die."

"Rumble!"

The Divine Ruins, Primordial Ancient Mine, Immortal Mausoleum, and the Heavens (also known as Burial Island)—the four restricted zones—pressed down together, resonating with the array diagram, as supreme array patterns spread, intending to suppress Ye Fan to death.

With all these methods unleashed, no one could endure. Even if Ye Fan was a prodigy who created his own Dao, it was futile. The chaotic energy exploded, the furnace became unstable, and was on the verge of shattering.

"Overestimating yourself! Do you really think you can contend with the first killing formation and our combined might alone?!"

The overall situation was decided. The four Supremes all breathed a sigh of relief. In a few more moments, Ye Fan would surely die. However, this opponent was truly astonishing. To have persisted for so long was somewhat heaven-defying.

The furnace fire tempered, scriptures roared, vast and boundless. Within, the furnace-body showed one bloody mark after another. Although it was trying its best to absorb myriad Daos and comprehend the profound principles of the four restricted zones, it was ultimately close to collapse.

No one had ever dared to be so audacious as to borrow several Imperial-level experts for cultivation, drawing their supreme profound principles to temper oneself, transforming them into Dao flames. It was practically dancing with death.

Suddenly, Ye Fan let out a long howl, shattering the chaotic light cocoon. Then, with a flick of his hand, an immortal treasure diagram appeared, obtained from the ancient Chaotic Dragon Nest—the burial ground of the Ruthless Emperor.

As this diagram unfurled, an immortal fire, entirely composed of runes, emerged, scorching and collapsing the ancient starry sky, and partially dissolving the killing formation's boundless killing intent.

"You actually acquired the immortal fire!" The Corpse Emperor was startled.

This was the immortal fire from the tenth layer of the Fire Domain, where even the Barren Pagoda once floated, using it to temper itself and repair its cracks.

Later, it fell into the sealed land of Feixian Star.

The beings within the restricted zones had some apprehension about this fire, because those who had possessed it in the past never met a good end.

This time, they had also sought it out, but ultimately failed to obtain it. Unexpectedly, Ye Fan had taken it.

Emperor Ling's expression changed instantly. He said, "With the immortal fire's origin, perhaps your disciple can be saved; he might not be completely crippled!"

"You're mistaken! I was never crippled!" A loud roar came from the void. Ten thousand rays of golden light erupted. Ye Tong, like a golden sun, charged forward, and with a crash, directly attacked and blasted one of the array gates.

"Even if both master and disciple arrive, what then? You still can't break the first killing formation; you'll all die!" The Great Peng Emperor sneered.

"Boom!"

However, no sooner had he spoken, an extremely fierce and domineering punch instantly blasted forth, surging into the array gate, sending him flying with blood gushing out.

A disheveled, tall and robust peerless expert appeared. It was none other than the Old Madman, unseen for many years!

"One person can't do it, but what about four people taking the immortal swords from your four sword gates?"

Another thunderous voice rang out. The Human Devil appeared, wielding a large bone club, which he swung down, smashing it onto another array gate, sending Immortal Matriarch flying, and she coughed up large mouthfuls of blood.

This sight shocked the human world. No one had anticipated such an event!