Chapter 1776: Unstoppable Aura

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The speaker, Zhang Bain, was an ordinary-looking man, unremarkable in appearance. Despite being a mortal, his true cultivation was unfathomable, and his origins remained a mystery to all.

"What an anticipated and thrilling battle! After this conflict, the world's order will be completely rewritten!" Another person appeared, standing in the distance, not approaching.

"Old geezers, your doomsday has arrived!" Yang Xi shouted. Now that his Sacred Body was fully developed, his Golden Body immortal, the surging vital energy he exuded was immensely powerful, and his fist strength unparalleled.

He moved around the battlefield, attacking four array gates consecutively, aiming to dismantle the grand formation.

Boom!

At that moment, the Old Madman went berserk. He rapidly transformed from a white-haired elder to a middle-aged man, then to a youth, astonishing everyone. Yet, his aura became even more terrifying. His five great secret realms all glowed, each with a "true self" seated within. Five-element divine light soared skyward, tearing through the firmament.

The youthful Old Madman was flamboyant and domineering, his black hair standing on end. He lunged forward with a punch, shaking the vast universe as he struck down the Spirit Emperor!

"Heh..."

A holy silver blade whistled, piercing towards the Old Madman. A silver spirit dragon materialized and charged forward.

With a muffled sound, the youthful Old Madman allowed the silver dragon to pass through his body. He activated the Movement Secret Art he had obtained from Ye Fan, moving even faster, and appeared directly before the Spirit Emperor. His peerless punch struck the Spirit Emperor, instantly splattering blood.

Both their blood dyed the heavens and earth red; it was an incredibly brutal sight. This was a mutually destructive fighting style, with the Old Madman disregarding his own life to slay the enemy.

In fact, this was the most effective method, as the Primeval Emperors' forbidden secret arts and techniques were unparalleled in the world. Their only weakness was their vital energy, and such a reckless, life-threatening assault was precisely what worked best.

Both stumbled backward, leaving trails of bloody footprints.

Yang Xi, seeing the Old Madman unleash the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, was overjoyed. He descended to join him in killing the Spirit Emperor, aiming to jointly eliminate the formidable enemy.

"Kill!"

The youthful Old Madman's body glowed. The five 'selves' seated within his five great secret realms all opened their eyes. At this moment, an invisible aura shocked the world as he transformed into his Five-Element body, battling the Spirit Emperor.

With Yang Xi joining the attack, the Spirit Emperor immediately found himself on the defensive. Amidst the profuse bleeding, he revealed a cruel smile, his teeth startlingly white.

"Extreme Sublimation! I'll kill you all!" The Spirit Emperor raged, being the first to erupt with a terrifying aura. The power of a flawless Imperial Dao expert permeated the area.

"Kill them all and harvest the great medicine of the human world." The other three also declared coldly. There was no time for delay; if things continued like this, they would suffer immense losses.

The mythological battlefield seethed. The Four Supremes frantically absorbed cosmic essence, drawing it from the void and extracting it from all creation. They became incredibly terrifying, glowing like a million exploding stars.

The place became so bright it was impossible to open one's eyes; it seemed to completely melt.

An ocean of divine power flowed, and a supreme aura permeated the air. Monkey, Human Devil, and others encountered great trouble. The Four Supremes shook ancient and modern times, and the spread of their divine aura caused them all to feel waves of trepidation.

This would be a bloody and extremely brutal battle!

Boom!

Suddenly, a supreme aura also erupted from within the grand formation. Ye Fan was breaking through, because the Four Supremes' simultaneous decision to undergo extreme sublimation interfered with the grand cosmic heavens, even suppressing the array diagram, causing it to briefly halt.

Furthermore, the Old Madman, Human Devil, Monkey, and the swooping Little Pine all collectively made a wise decision: they suddenly coordinated their efforts to attack one of the array gates.

With a hum, so many people attacked, taking advantage of the Supremes' inability to focus elsewhere. They obliterated the array patterns there and, activating the "Soldier" Secret Art, plucked an immortal sword with a clang.

"It's ruined!" The Great Peng Emperor was shocked. A flaw had appeared in the grand formation; its destruction was only a matter of time.

His entire body shone with golden light. Wielding a golden whip, he struck forward, massively attacking everyone, intending to kill them all as a peerless Imperial Dao expert.

Rumble!

Heaven and earth split apart as a golden fist struck out from within the grand formation, colliding with the golden whip. It unleashed ultimate power, completely shattering the array gate.

Half of Ye Fan's body emerged, his entire being surging with terrifying energy. His battle aura swept through the ages, his Sacred Body supported the mythological heavens and earth, radiating brilliant light, and a supreme aura emanated from him.

"Get back!"

The Great Peng Emperor roared, his golden disheveled hair standing on end, his eyes wide. Ye Fan absolutely could not be allowed to escape, for they had truly witnessed his terror. He was an anomaly; though not yet an emperor, he undeniably possessed the strength to contend with and kill flawless Imperial Dao experts.

"Scram!"

Ye Fan also roared, uttering only one word. His aura became even more ferocious. At this moment, the "All" Secret Art activated, and his entire body became crystal clear, like divine glazed gold, even the flow of his blood clearly visible.

Boom!

This punch dominated heaven and earth, peerless in its might. It was the strongest strike he had unleashed since his advent, and whether he could ever reach such a state again in his life was unknown.

Crack!

The golden whip shattered into countless pieces on the spot, turning into a terrifying spray of golden fragments. They flew backward, many shards piercing into the Great Peng Emperor's robust body, sending blood splashing high.

This punch astonished everyone. Ye Fan had directly destroyed an Imperial Dao weapon. Such power was rare throughout history; only a select few could be so unyielding.

And it was just one strike!

It's worth noting that it was a weapon forged from Dao Tribulation Gold, resembling a divine sword with twenty-eight sections, inscribed with the most terrifying Dao patterns in existence. Yet, it was destroyed just like that.

"Roar..." Ye Fan roared, shaking the six directions and eight desolations. He burst out from the ancient's deadliest killing formation, his entire body free, his disheveled hair flying, his gaze as cold as a blade.

"I told you what the Great Golden Era means. If you still refuse to see reason, then let this be your end, your demise!"

This roar echoed throughout the universe, shaking all races across myriad domains. Everyone's heart pounded wildly. People knew that the Sacred Body Ye Fan had undoubtedly gained the upper hand, truly peerless and invincible.

Ye Fan, like a heavenly god, broke free from the killing formation and advanced step by step, ready to battle the Peng Emperor. This invincible might sent shivers through everyone.

"Kill him!"

The Four Supremes, all having undergone extreme sublimation, roared and charged together. Originally, they wouldn't have needed to expend so much vital essence, as the Lingbao Heavenly Venerate's killing formation would have been sufficient. But now, they were forced to this point, with no choice but to fight to the death!

"Kill!"

Monkey, Human Devil, and the youthful Old Madman, each more formidable than the last, naturally wouldn't let Ye Fan fight alone. They all surged forward with devastating force.

Ye Fan, with a flick of his hand, gave the immortal fire composed of runes to Ye Tong, instructing his eldest disciple to use it as a weapon, as it perfectly suited his Supreme Yang Divine Body.

Whirring!

Ye Fan, with another flick of his hand, gave the Immortal Treasure Diagram to Yang Xi. This disciple possessed ample courage but lacked defense, and wielding this diagram was perfect for battle.

As for Monkey and Human Devil, they already had peerless weapons, so there was no need to worry. The Old Madman was also no longer empty-handed; the first immortal sword that had been seized now gleamed with bloody light, having been jointly refined by everyone, and was now held in his hand.

Such a group of formidable individuals charged forward, their momentum astonishing, no weaker than their opponents, immediately making the area seethe.

As for Little Pine, he moved around the grand formation. Ethereal as an immortal, unlike others, he could almost stir the fundamental will of heaven and earth. At this moment, he was actually summoning the array diagram, attempting to seize it.

The Four Supremes were naturally shocked. They could not allow him to succeed; otherwise, the situation would become very critical. They fought while simultaneously activating the array diagram to hinder him.

Divine light illuminated the sky, and sword energy soared through ancient and modern times. The battle intensified, another conflict destined to be recorded in the history of divine wars, reaching its climax.

Apart from them, there were others in the distant sky. Dao Yi blocked Huang Xudao, but both merely stood in cold confrontation, not engaging.

"I don't care about anything else, but if a dark upheaval occurs, I will have no choice but to act," Zhang Bain said calmly. Although he appeared ordinary, his words carried immense authority.

This made the Four Supremes frown. Such "neutral parties" had, in fact, already declared their stance, and their decision amounted to opposing them.

"Ah..."

Ye Fan fought with frenzy, his entire body bathed in golden light, like a golden god of war. He forcefully withstood the Great Peng Emperor, shaking him so hard that he vomited blood and was sent flying.

Afterwards, he fiercely attacked the Corpse Emperor, clashing repeatedly with this ancient venerable who boasted of an immortal physical body, one he intended to use to ascend to immortality in the future. Every punch drew blood, every palm struck deep.

All Dao marks were obliterated. With his Heavenly Emperor Fist, Ye Fan brutally shattered the Corpse Emperor's proud physical body. Specifically, six fingers on his hands were already broken, blood splattered, and severed fingers flew.

Imperial blood splattered everywhere in this place, the heavens and earth hazy and crimson, an incomparably tragic sight.

Ye Fan's hair was disheveled, and blood splattered from his own body, but he seemed to have entered a demonic state, feeling nothing but cold indifference as he devastated everything around him!

At this moment, Ye Fan was invincible. Possessed by a berserk fury, he fought until his battle blood boiled, casting aside everything but boundless fighting spirit.

He was unstoppable!

He charged forth like an arrowhead at the very front, while the others followed on his left and right, moving forward side-by-side to battle the Supremes.

Immortal Mother, Spirit Emperor, and the others were all bleeding, having sustained various injuries. They surprisingly struggled to withstand the sharp edge of their opponents' attacks, being slightly weaker in momentum.

For them, this was an utter humiliation. When had Primeval Emperors ever encountered such a battle? But that disheveled Sacred Body was too terrifying; his vital energy was like a vast ocean, threatening to crush heaven and earth alive, leaving them both envious and helpless.

"Hahahaha... The Immortal Slaying Formation of the Heavenly Master Tongtian is finally within reach! Well done, Ye Zi!" Laughter echoed from the distant sky. Pang Bo had arrived, his eyes gleaming, fixated on the sword formation.

The Black Emperor also arrived, right beside him, drooling profusely, almost submerging Pang Bo's feet.

"Boundless Heavenly Venerate, this humble Daoist can tell at a glance that this array is fated with me." A chubby Daoist appeared, his face flushed with health.

The unscrupulous Daoist Duan De also arrived, a figure not to be underestimated, for above his head floated a Sky-Devouring Demonic Pot, radiating terrifying energy.

Upon closer inspection, he seemed different; an infinitely mysterious mark had appeared on his forehead, like countless immortal tribulations surging forth, or like a world undergoing reincarnation.

No one expected that his arrival would instantly influence the battle. Without even making a move, he caused one person on the battlefield to turn pale with fright, their body trembling violently.

"It's you, it's actually you!" the Corpse Emperor screamed, a hint of fear in his eyes. He shot directly into the sky, fleeing the battlefield.

There was once a person whose true face he had never seen before, yet that mark would forever be unforgettable to him!