Chapter 1805: I Am the Heavenly Emperor

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"The Heavenly Emperor is truly overbearing. Do you believe you are the sole supreme being in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and that we should immediately bow down and submit to you?" Yuan Shen sneered.

Many years had passed, and Ye Fan was now frail with age. His white hair draped over his shoulders, and his face bore the marks of time. His vitality was waning, and he was indeed not as formidable as he once was.

Under these circumstances, the others naturally refused to submit. Seeing Ye Fan maintain such a dominant posture, they all sneered.

"It's been over fifty thousand years, a very long time. I wonder if the Heavenly Emperor can still lift his cauldron?" Yuan Gui was even more direct, his face showing cruel indifference.

Ye Fan stared at him indifferently, saying nothing. An invincible warrior needed no reprimands. He had dominated the world for fifty thousand years, reigning supreme among mortals. Who dared to contend with him? At this point, he only needed to unleash a grand slaughter.

This gaze made even Great Emperors and Ancient Emperors tremble. When Yuan Gui was swept by his gaze, a chill rose from his heart, filling him with terror.

"What do you have left to fight us with? You merely possess the form of a tiger without its might. After today, there will be no Heavenly Emperor in the world, only a pile of blood-stained broken bones!" said one individual from the Primordial Ancient Mine.

Golden light soared from his entire body, illuminating hundreds of millions of miles. He shone brilliantly as if cast from gold, his aura permeating the sun and moon. Majestic and powerful, he exuded a booming, resonating golden vitality.

Ye Fan stared at him and said, "I heard that before the Golden Ancient Emperor passed away, he created the forbidden secret technique of the Golden Divine Treasury, imbued with insights into life and death. Now it seems the rumors were mistaken; you are still lingering in the world."

This was actually the Golden Ancient Emperor, whose weapon, the Golden Mace, hung above one of the formation gates of the greatest killing formation of all time, emitting dazzling and terrifying immortal light.

Not far away, the Golden Mace trembled, its murderous aura shaking the world. A chilling divine light shot forth, a cold intent permeating past and present, pointing directly at Ye Fan, its actions clearly showing its murderous intent.

Ye Fan smiled, but it was a cold smile. "I killed your daughter," he said.

The Golden Celestial Maiden had been killed over fifty thousand years ago. Now that the old matter was brought up again, Ye Fan remained calm, without any emotional fluctuations, simply staring at the Ancient Emperor opposite him.

The Golden Ancient Emperor's brows twitched, then returned to calm. "Just a daughter," he said. "The myriad phenomena of the mortal world, the vast cosmos... cultivators like us sleep for millions of years. This world is nothing but a small game of chess. What do family ties and bloodlines even count for?"

"I hope you truly possess such spirit," Ye Fan said indifferently.

At this moment, the Heaven-Piercing Underworld Artifact glowed, causing the universe to tremble. Rolling rays of light flowed like water, and hundreds of millions of auspicious clouds rose. It was a precious wheel, entirely dark and crystalline.

This was once the Underworld Emperor's supreme artifact, but it had now become sentient, broken free from control, and become a master in its own right.

Below it, the humanoid creature was entirely wreathed in chaotic light. This was the culmination of generations of effort from the Underworld. They had thoroughly researched methods of immortality, collected the true blood of countless beings, and created such a monster. Its own strength defied heaven, and now, merged with an immortal artifact, it had become unfathomable.

"Heavenly Emperor, I truly don't know how else you can defy the heavens. Will you still resort to tricks, just like in the past, to trap and kill us?" The humanoid creature looked down arrogantly, its aura powerful, and sneered, "I know you possess extraordinary talent and might be able to live out a third life, but that can only be achieved with a final surge when you are about to pass away, undergoing nirvana. You haven't reached that stage yet."

Their appearance was carefully calculated. They had accurately determined that these were truly the Heavenly Emperor's twilight years, with no deception. The Ancient Emperors had prepared for many years to prevent Ye Fan from using various killing formations against them.

Revenge was secondary. Seizing the Heavenly Emperor's mark and extracting the living Heavenly Emperor's essence blood was the true goal!

In fact, what he said was true. Ye Fan's vitality was depleted, and he was indeed a hero in his twilight years; his physical strength, mental faculties, and everything else were far from what they once were.

"In the past, I was just a minor cultivator, struggling all the way. I set up various schemes to deal with powerful enemies purely for survival," Ye Fan murmured softly, as if with some emotion.

Then, his eyes suddenly blazed fiercely. "Now, do I still need to set up schemes?" he said. "To deal with you, I no longer need calculations; that's merely a petty trick, because I am the Heavenly Emperor!"

His voice shattered the world, incredibly domineering. The vast universe rumbled in response, spreading to all regions. Countless cultivators who heard it trembled, their vitality resonating with it.

A single declaration of "I am the Heavenly Emperor" was enough!

This was Ye Fan's confidence, standing proudly and looking down on the world. Although his hair was already as white as snow, he was like a celestial god, overlooking the vast lands, his demeanor unsurpassed.

No one could stop this battle; it erupted then and there!

"Whoosh," "whoosh"...

Ten thousand rays of killing light erupted. The chaotic sword qi shot out from the four weapons, spreading like mercury across the ground, incomparably sharp and terrifying.

Ye Fan attacked from within the formation. With one punch, heaven and earth shattered, and even the Spirit Treasure Formation Diagram shook. The four Ancient Emperor artifacts roared and moved violently.

With a loud bang, all races in the universe trembled with fear. The Underworld's Heaven-Piercing Underworld Artifact moved, emitting hundreds of millions of rays of light that covered the sky and descended. It came next to the formation diagram, empowering it with Dharma-Dao runes. A sacrificial sound rang out, as if all beings from several epochs were weeping and praying, chilling to the bone.

With a hum, a cauldron shot up from above Ye Fan's head. It was covered in ancient marks, yet from its mouth, auspicious energy surged, immortal light soared, and chaos, like a sea, all rushed forth.

Moreover, at this moment, swathes of runes appeared, like a heavenly book, complex and profound. These were the formation patterns laid by the Heavenly Emperor within the cauldron, equally earth-shattering.

With a thunderous roar, it broke through the encirclement of the four Ancient Imperial artifacts. It ascended against the heavens, striking the formation diagram directly and simply, incredibly domineering.

This cauldron could attack and defend, combining both offense and defense. It was now known as the Heavenly Emperor's Cauldron. It bore the Dao marks personally inscribed by Ye Fan, and its attack power was unrivaled in the world.

"Dong!"

The Spirit Treasure Heavenly Venerable's killing formation diagram shook, having suffered an impact, and was about to deviate from its original position. This shocked the four Ancient Emperors outside. What kind of combat power was this?

Legend has it that once this greatest killing formation of all time was unleashed, and as long as an Emperor-level expert presided over it, even a Great Emperor trapped within would eventually be slain.

But now, it had just begun, and Ye Fan had already shaken this formation. He intended to break out with absolute power. How heaven-defying was this?!

"Boom!"

The Heaven-Piercing Underworld Artifact trembled, and thousands of light beams empowered the formation diagram, stabilizing its form and allowing it to continue suppressing and slaying the Heavenly Emperor.

Ye Fan roared and struck out with a palm. That was a humanoid form, a grand Dao of "invincible with me," which soared into the high heavens, shaking the formation diagram and causing it to deviate again.

"Heavenly Emperor!" they exclaimed.

The humanoid form Ye Fan struck out with was actually himself, transformed into an invincible mark, shaking past, present, and future. This entire universe was on the verge of collapse.

Was this still a person in his twilight years, to be so powerful? It made everyone's heart pound and their souls throb.

"He is indeed in his twilight years, but he is ridiculously strong!" said the humanoid creature in front of the Underworld Artifact. Then he roared, his hands continuously forming seals, unleashing the most terrifying curse.

Within the formation, Ye Fan's body immediately sprouted a dense layer of hair, incredibly terrifying and inspiring dread at a glance.

So-called curses are also a form of rules and secret techniques, just more mysterious and unconventional, making them hard to detect. It is similar to how Sacred Bodies cannot achieve Dao; the cosmic laws are too strong, targeting and suppressing them, making it difficult to break through and preventing them from progressing far.

"Not even Heaven and Earth can restrict me; what can a mere man-made monster do to me?" Ye Fan said indifferently.

Within his body, chanting sounds rang out. Runes filled the sky, encircling him. Every character seemed to be cast from divine gold, possessing substance, sacred and brilliant, suppressing the ten directions.

This was the Heavenly Emperor Scripture, unparalleled in the world. The moment it appeared, it severed all curses and caused those rules to burn, rolling back towards the monster emitting chaotic light.

Although Ye Fan was old, having reached his twilight years and no longer in his prime, every one of his strikes shook ancient and modern times. This caused even the Ancient Emperors to be terrified and inwardly shudder, sighing that his opponent truly lived up to the title of Heavenly Emperor.

"Boom!"

The Mother Qi of All Things struck the formation diagram, making it tremble.

Ye Fan's body was like a vast furnace. He absorbed the light emitted by the four Ancient Imperial artifacts suppressing the four formation gates, making it his own. His body burned fiercely, showing no sign of decline. He charged upwards against the flow, striking the formation diagram with his body.

With a loud hum, this part of the universe collapsed. Ye Fan crashed through the formation diagram, then with a punch, he struck the Underworld's Heaven-Piercing Immortal Treasure, sending it flying. He then stepped out.

At this moment, he was incredibly majestic, his white hair fluttering. Like a celestial god standing alone, he looked down upon everyone.

The universe shattered, and heaven and earth quickly fell silent. The seven Supremes were all stunned. What kind of combat power was this? To break through the greatest killing formation of all time so quickly, especially when several Ancient Emperors were personally activating it!

"I am the Heavenly Emperor; I shall suppress and slay all enemies in the world!"

It was still the same sentence, thundering loudly, and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths all trembled. But hearing it now, it felt completely different to everyone, inspiring an indescribable dread.

Heavenly Emperor, a title that inspired awe, was truly embodied at this moment. He was indeed unrivaled throughout history!

"Kill!"

Someone roared, calling for everyone to charge and jointly attack Ye Fan. They did not believe that Ye Fan, old and frail with depleted vitality, could hold on for much longer.

Yuan Gui was covered in long blood-red hair, grotesque and terrifying. Like a fierce ghost, he charged forward first, with the others not far behind, as the seven great experts attacked together.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan unleashed his phenomenon. At the same time, the Heavenly Emperor Scripture appeared, its Emperor characters shocking the world, encircling him like an immortal realm. He stood supreme within it, invulnerable to all techniques. Then, he threw a punch—the true Heavenly Emperor Fist—aimed solely at Yuan Gui.

With a "poof," blood splattered thirty thousand feet high. Yuan Gui's palm exploded, then his entire arm broke inch by inch, followed by half his body being torn apart, and a torrential downpour of blood.

"Ah..." he screamed miserably.

For an Emperor-level expert to be in such a state, one could imagine the agony he was enduring.

The Emperor characters flickered, thundering loudly like continuous heaven-opening divine thunder, spreading forward. Yuan Gui's shattered body continued to deteriorate; he was locked onto and suppressed by the Heavenly Emperor's Great Dao.

"Boom!"

Finally, with a loud bang, he suddenly exploded, then burned fiercely until even his primordial spirit turned to ashes.

This scene stunned everyone. It was too domineering, too incomparably powerful; the Heavenly Emperor was unstoppable!

With a thunderous roar, Ye Fan flipped his hand and struck, charging into the crowd like a tiger among sheep, invincible wherever he went, continuously causing four or five people to cough up large amounts of blood.

Then, his left hand, like a golden immortal stele covered in dense runes and intertwined with divine light, struck down. With a "poof," an Ancient Emperor was blasted into a bloody pulp, their primordial spirit turning to dust.

This was simply a myth—like entering an uninhabited land amidst the encirclement of Supremes!

"Impossible! His vitality is already depleted, yet he broke through the greatest killing formation of all time and is still so valiant. How did he do it?" An Ancient Emperor's face turned grim.

"What is this? If Emperor Zun could do it, I naturally can too," Ye Fan said calmly.

Legend has it that Emperor Zun could break through this peerless killing formation by himself. Now Ye Fan brought up the old matter again, making everyone's expression change. For the first time, they had a premonition that they were in danger. This was someone on par with Emperor Zun; even in old age, he was not to be trifled with, and no one could oppose him!

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