Chapter 1806: Flying Immortal Waterfall Appears

Five Supremes fought desperately, burning all their essence blood. An aura of creation emerged, as if the universe itself was re-evolving. They charged with all their might, knowing there was no retreat today.

The fierce clash continued, with imperial laws intertwining. With a thunderous sound, Ye Fan shattered an imperial artifact. Fragments of divine metal burst forth like fireworks, scattering in all directions.

Blood blossoms bloomed one after another as the imperial artifact's fragments cut into several of their bodies. Their hearts sank; Ye Fan was too powerful, truly insurmountable.

"Do not hesitate, everyone," the monster wreathed in chaotic light urged. "Now, only a fight to the death remains. We must sever the Heavenly Emperor's destiny and collect his essence blood. That is a supreme treasure of the mortal world; consuming the Heavenly Emperor's divine medicine might extend our imperial lifespan by half a lifetime."

The monster wreathed in chaotic light spoke, having already unleashed a celestial treasure. This dark, glistening underworld artifact, resembling a divine wheel, slowly rotated, revealing scenes of the underworld. It suppressed Ye Fan, manifesting thousands of grand dao symbols.

This star domain became like a quagmire, impeding the Heavenly Emperor's steps. Various dao symbols flickered, possessing immense power capable of harming even a Great Emperor.

"Thud!" Suddenly, a series of soft sounds emanated. Ye Fan had stopped, his expression solemn, continuously forming seals. Then, as he began to flick his fingers, a terrifying aura emerged in the heavens and earth. One grand dao flower after another bloomed, formed from the Heavenly Emperor's scriptures, sparkling and flying across the sky, rushing towards the celestial treasure.

"Kill!" At the same time, Ye Fan struck violently. A brilliant light shot from his fingertip, transforming into an exceptionally radiant immortal flower that tore through the universe with boundless power.

This was the Heavenly Emperor's Finger; with such a strike, all things would perish, and none could resist!

"Puff!" The immortal flower shattered an Emperor's weapon, then bloomed in the void, its shimmering petals radiating light that soared into the sky. All of them struck that person, causing blood to splatter.

That person's limbs, chest, abdomen, and even brow were all pierced, leaving several finger-sized holes. Then, with a roar, they exploded into dust, perishing under the Heavenly Emperor's Finger.

The sky was filled with constantly blooming grand dao flowers, their powerful aura causing all the heavens and myriad domains to tremble. Then, all of them struck the celestial treasure.

"Clang!" The dark, glistening underworld artifact trembled, repeatedly suffering heavy blows. Although it fiercely resisted, it was ultimately sent flying.

The Heavenly Emperor's might was clearly evident. A chill ran down the spines of the remaining individuals. They had all been unrivaled in their respective eras, but now, with true Emperors gathered, they instantly recognized the vast disparity.

"Boom!" The monster wreathed in chaotic light charged forward, holding the underworld artifact divine wheel. It clashed head-on with Ye Fan, its attack colliding with the Emperor's fist, unleashing light that soared into the sky.

Ye Fan remained as unmoving as a mountain, while the monster staggered backward, coughing blood. This was the only Supreme who had clashed head-on with Ye Fan and survived.

"The underworld artifact is good," Ye Fan commented. Upon hearing this, the monster spat blood, enraged beyond measure. Ye Fan had completely disregarded him, showing pure disdain and interest only in the celestial treasure.

Golden light shone brightly. The sky filled with weapons and secret treasures—golden pagodas, divine swords, dao bells, golden cauldrons, and various other artifacts flew, all rushing towards Ye Fan.

The Golden Ancient Emperor made his move, unleashing his world-shaking forbidden secret art — the Golden Divine Treasury. When employed by its true originator, this technique was incomparable, far surpassing later practitioners, demonstrating its inherent profoundness and might.

Ye Fan remained unmoving in the face of these attacks. Only the cauldron above his head flew out, and myriad spirits appeared, fiercely confronting the endless golden weapons.

The cauldron, like a wisp of smoke, dreamlike and illusory, rushed to the forefront, directly striking the Golden Ancient Emperor!

The Golden Ancient Emperor was shocked and could not evade. Enveloped and completely locked down by the cauldron, he could only clash head-on. With a clang, his arms seemed to snap, and he staggered backward.

Meanwhile, Ye Fan arrived close by like a phantom. He forcefully struck his own cauldron, sending it forward. With a puff, blood light surged, and the Golden Ancient Emperor was struck into a bloody pulp by the cauldron, his primordial spirit scattering.

Just one cauldron and one palm shattered all techniques. It was simple and direct, violent and terrifying. No matter how the Golden Ancient Emperor transformed, he was utterly crushed by this single combination.

"Trying to escape? Who can leave?" Ye Fan took a step. It seemed slow, but a single stride covered half the sky. The heavens and earth wailed, and all daos submitted as he caught up to the Origin God.

His right leg swept out horizontally. No matter how fiercely the Origin God resisted, he was no match. A moment later, with a puff, he was stomped into pieces in the starry sky by the Heavenly Emperor's foot, dying a violent death.

The battle scene here was transmitted afar by scattered light fragments, seen by the sages who had previously followed Ye Fan. It left them inexplicably shocked, shaking the universe.

What kind of mighty power was this? The Heavenly Emperor's divine might was unparalleled; killing Supremes was astonishingly easy. He stood at the peak of the human path, lonely and unrivaled, having reached the pinnacle.

Ye Fan looked back again; only two remained.

They had never imagined such a result. Now, regret was too late; they couldn't escape even if they wanted to, for they were locked down by the Heavenly Emperor. Only a final battle remained.

But what good was their strength? Facing Ye Fan, they could only tremble. The disparity was simply too great.

"I understand now!" the monster cried out. "He's forcefully boosting his essence blood to reappear at his peak battle power! After this battle, he's sure to die, exhausting his last bit of essence blood. We must hold on!"

"Kill!" The last Ancient Emperor from the Primordial Mine activated the grand dao laws, unleashing the final strike of his life, mighty to the extreme, astonishing the mortal world.

It was a sword strike, dazzling and brilliant, with light rain filling the sky. It caused all the stars in the heavens to ignite, made even the celestial treasure tremble, and forced the monster to cry out and retreat.

This person used a clone and the divine spirit within his weapon as catalysts, igniting the power of Dao transformation, intending to use this to kill Ye Fan. It was truly terrifying!

Once the Dao transformation power of an imperial-level expert was unleashed, everyone had to retreat; it was extremely difficult to counter.

However, Ye Fan remained remarkably calm. He opened his large hand, displaying endless runes. His golden palm and fingers descended like a cloud from the sky, covered in dao marks, instantly seizing the weapon, the clone, and the true body of this Ancient Emperor. The entire star sea was contained within his palm, a terror that astonished the ages!

With a puff, countless stars extinguished, including, of course, this Ancient Emperor, his weapon, and his clone. They turned into ashes, utterly annihilated.

The monster was correct. In his later years, Ye Fan could only forcefully boost his essence blood to regain his peak battle power, allowing him to easily kill everyone in this manner.

Even so, perhaps only a handful, like the Emperor Lord, could achieve such a feat!

Subsequently, there was no suspense. Ye Fan captured the monster alive, thoroughly studied it, and then killed it with a single palm strike, turning it into a blood mist that could never re-coalesce.

The celestial underworld artifact tried to fly away but was instantly seized by him. As for the Spirit Treasure Heavenly Venerate's killing array diagram, it had already been collected into his cauldron, unable to escape.

Blood mist permeated the area. All seven Ancient Emperors were killed, shocking the mortal world!

"Heavenly Emperor!" The sages spread the news to all corners. At this moment, powerful individuals from all races in the universe shouted the two words "Heavenly Emperor." Though only two words, they were enough to express everything.

The Heavenly Emperor was invincible, supreme in the nine heavens and ten lands!

For the people of the world, this was a myth. The Heavenly Emperor had already aged, yet he killed seven Great Ancient Emperors in a single day—a feat unprecedented since ancient times!

"In terms of glorious achievements, none can compare!" people exclaimed, filled with shock and awe.

At this moment, all corners of the universe boiled with excitement.

Ye Fan sat quietly by himself. No one approached, and no one disturbed him as he refined the blood mist left by the Supremes. However, its effect was not significant.

His realm was too high, and the Heavenly Emperor's blood surpassed everything. Those depleted imperial bloods, having existed for too long and lacking vitality, could not truly nourish him effectively.

However, it was better than nothing. Ye Fan recuperated here, for just as his enemies had guessed, he had mobilized all his essence blood, and after the battle, his vital energy would be depleted.

However, he did not perish after the battle as his opponents had expected. It was just that his situation was truly dire; he had reached the final years of his life.

"The third life..." Ye Fan closed his eyes. He was carefully mobilizing his vitality, hoping to take that final step in the last moments of his life.

The path to immortality was very difficult. This was the most crucial step he had deduced. If he failed, it would prove he had been wrong all along; if he succeeded, the future would be promising!

At this moment, Ye Fan was very fatigued; after all, he had just gone through a great battle that had exhausted his vital energy.

However, he also let out a long breath. The last restricted life zone had been pacified, and the scourge of the underworld slain. There would be no more turmoil in the world for a long time.

But it was at this most fatigued and relaxed moment that Ye Fan's hairs suddenly stood on end. He exerted himself to move sideways, instantly evading across several star domains with extreme speed.

However, large amounts of blood still burst from his body as a five-colored heavenly blade cut across him, nearly splitting Ye Fan in half, missing by just a hair's breadth!

His left shoulder and part of his torso were sliced open and fell away, and Heavenly Emperor's blood surged forth.

For tens of thousands of years, even after aging and battling seven Supremes, he had not shed a single drop of blood. Yet now, he was nearly cut down. Although he was fatigued in his later years and had just undergone a great battle, it still demonstrated the terror of the newcomer.

It was a warm, jade-like hand, descending from the nine heavens, gripping a five-colored heavenly blade that had just launched the fatal strike!

The Heavenly Emperor had an enemy. This was definitely a world-shaking powerhouse, and through that blade, his identity was almost revealed.

"Boom!" At the same time, a waterfall descended from the void. Light rain danced, and divine radiance filled the sky, like countless immortals descending or many individuals ascending. It was truly magnificent.

Ye Fan was severely wounded and had been ambushed by this blade. The consequences were extremely severe; his essence blood was damaged. Even with his supreme techniques, he had to admit that he was no longer at his peak.

He had already reconstructed his body and instantly recognized the waterfall, which was identical to the legendary Flying Immortal Waterfall.

The Lake of Reincarnation, the Pond of Divine Souls, and the Flying Immortal Waterfall were three peculiar substances left behind by ancient Supremes in their pursuit of immortality through transformation.

Among them, the Flying Immortal Waterfall was the most mysterious. It was rumored to be a substance collectively left by all Supremes who sought to enter the Immortal Realm, forming an immortal waterfall that could lead to the gate of the Immortal Realm.

On this Flying Immortal Waterfall, four figures appeared one after another, rushing over swiftly and mercilessly attacking Ye Fan.

At the same time, booming sounds came from the nine heavens. The warm, jade-like hand holding the five-colored heavenly blade struggled violently, as if it wanted to charge through the Flying Immortal Waterfall from another realm.

But he was too powerful, confined to that side and unable to break free. The four figures rushed in, fiercely attacking Ye Fan, buying him more time.

"Immortal Heavenly Sovereign, you are trapped between the Immortal Realm and the Human Realm!" Ye Fan said coldly.

He knew he was in great trouble. From that previous blade strike, he understood the opponent's terror. Even if he were unharmed and at his peak, it would be a life-and-death battle!

However, the opponent seemed unable to cross over, much like during the ancient Dark Turmoil, when the Limitless Great Emperor was blocked behind that gate, wishing to join the battle but unable to cross realms.

The more powerful a person, the greater the restrictions they faced.

The glistening white hand wielded the heavenly blade, striking directly at Ye Fan. The Heavenly Sovereign attacked the Heavenly Emperor; a peak confrontation thus began, a battle across realms.