Chapter 508: Killing Formation Seals the Heroes

Shrouding the Heavens, Chapter 512: Killing Array Traps All Champions

Chapter 512: Killing Array Traps All Champions

The ancient city was eerily silent; even the chirping of night insects was inaudible. Especially in the latter half of the night, not a wisp of wind stirred, making it feel like a sealed stone chamber.

Silently, vast dark clouds appeared, black as ink, obscuring the sky. Stars and moon vanished, and the earth plunged into deeper, deathlier silence.

Late at night, the dark clouds pressed down like a heavy black pot. A stifling atmosphere weighed down, as if a great storm was about to break at any moment.

Black mist surged and spread in all directions. Several figures, like phantoms, moved with mysterious footwork, slipping into the dark courtyard without a sound.

Finally, someone could no longer hold back and intended to strike. Ye Fan and his companions watched the ghostly figures, but their focus wasn't on them; instead, they gazed intently at the void.

The powerhouses of the Ancient Killer Dynasty, merging with the void, were already drawing near. Ye Fan, seeing through them with his divine eye, informed the others.

There was no killing intent, no vital energy, only the oppressive dark clouds, exuding a heavy, stifling aura.

“Crack!”

A bolt of lightning descended from the dark clouds, illuminating the entire ancient city and shattering the prevailing silence.

Sword cries pierced the heavens, and killing intent suddenly erupted. Icy sword energy and bone-chilling killing intent instantly swept through the entire deep mansion and ancient courtyard.

“Boom!”

At this moment, killing intent surged like a sea, sweeping across all directions. Swathes of buildings crumbled into dust; under the terrifying, invisible murderous intent, nothing could remain, everything ceased to exist.

Sword energy shot into the sky, sword gleams tore through the heavens. Blazing light merged with the dark clouds, and the deep palace and ancient courtyard were no more, crushed into oblivion.

“Thud!”

A flash of blood erupted as Ye Fan swung his Saint Sword, cleaving a ghostly figure into two. Blood spurted, creating a large spray of gore.

“Bang!”

With a backhand swing, he struck at the void, and with a 'bang', he smashed an assassin from the Ancient Dynasty, who had merged with the void, into a bloody pulp.

His heavy sword was like a hammer; his strength was boundless. He struck down this powerful assassin, who had thought himself well-hidden and approached him, breaking his bones and tearing his tendons.

On the other side, Wu Zhongtian and the others also made their move. Sword gleams shot into the sky, blood light flashed, and brilliant sword energy surged, roaring like wind and thunder.

Here, killing intent surged like thousands of active volcanoes erupting simultaneously. Terrifying fluctuations were everywhere, and more people charged from the darkness.

However, while Ye Fan and his companions single-handedly fought the phantom-like powerhouses, they were all on guard against the assassins from the void, as those were the truly lethal threats.

“Thud!”

Ye Fan went on a rampage, slaying several powerful enemies. Then, with another sweep of his sword, he struck at the void, severing a bloody head. The opponent died with eyes wide open in disbelief.

“Thud,” “Thud...”

Wu Zhongtian, Li Heishui, Jiang Hairen, and others struck one after another, almost simultaneously piercing the void. Their long swords pinned down a figure, which then disintegrated.

“Kill!”

The people of the Ancient Killer Dynasty realized that their supreme secret technique of concealment had utterly failed to evade their opponents; they had been exposed long ago.

Furthermore, their opponents had exploited their hidden state, leaving them no chance for major movements. By the time they reacted, almost every hidden assassin was killed, dying an unjust death.

“Since you're playing possum, we'll beat you into submission!” the Big Black Dog bellowed, its large paw smashing open a master from the Mortal World.

“Boom!”

Terrifying killing intent surged wildly. All members of the Ancient Killer Dynasty struck, joining forces with the visible phantom figures to slay Ye Fan and his companions.

This was a furious torrent, sweeping away everything in its path. The invisible murderous intent carved the earth several feet deep, destroying all; nothing could resist it.

A desperate battle of life and death began. The people of the Ancient Killer Dynasty unleashed their supreme killing arts. Liu Kou and others nearly suffered greatly; had it not been for the Big Black Dog's warning, they would have faced grave danger.

These individuals displayed an endless array of assassination secret techniques. What they cultivated was the Great Dao of Slaughter, proving their dao fruit through killing. They were far more suited for combat than ordinary cultivators.

“Thump!”

Wu Zhongtian went berserk, shattering an assassin with his bare hands. Bone fragments scattered, and blood splattered. In the past, he had been invited by Tu Fei and others to confront the Shaking Light Holy Son, which speaks volumes about his immense power.

On the other side, Jiang Hairen, Li Heishui, and the others fought fiercely against the people of the Killer Dynasty, blood blooming ceaselessly.

Everyone sensed the danger. Powerful seed assassins of the Ancient Killer Dynasty were lurking in the shadows, not yet having made their true move.

“Boom!”

Terrifying peril descended. More than a dozen cultivators from the Dragon Transformation Realm appeared, their divine might awe-inspiring. They simultaneously attacked, striking at Ye Fan, intending to smash him into a bloody pulp.

“Whoosh!”

Ye Fan, like a nimble ape, vaulted into the void. His Movement Secret technique unfolded, leaving behind several afterimages. Like an eagle soaring through the sky, he suddenly shot towards the heavens.

“Thud!”

His Yin-Yang Saint Sword slashed diagonally, cleaving an Ancient Killer Dynasty powerhouse in two. The two halves of the body spurted blood, staining the sky red, before falling.

“Kill!”

More than a dozen Dragon Transformation Realm cultivators locked onto him, pursuing him into the high heavens. Their objective was clear: kill him and seize the cauldron. This was a team of powerful cultivators.

“Thump!”

Their combined strength was immense, shattering the night sky and turning a portion of the void into a black hole. Each of the dozen-plus individuals was incredibly powerful, forcing Ye Fan to avoid their attacks.

“Kill!”

Seeing Ye Fan being pursued, those in the shadows could no longer hold back. More people surged out, charging into the area. In the dead of night, the cries of battle shook the heavens, making the ancient, somber city a terrifying place.

Shadows flickered as numerous powerhouses attacked, almost trapping Ye Fan. Had it not been for his Movement Secret technique, it would have been nearly impossible for him to escape.

“Little Ye, it’s time to activate the Imperator Killing Array!” Li Heishui transmitted mentally.

“Wait, still wait. You two step back first!” Ye Fan replied through gritted teeth. The one he truly wanted to kill had not yet appeared and was still observing.

“If this continues, you'll be in danger.” Wu Zhongtian also transmitted. They were already embroiled in a bitter fight, almost surrounded.

In this deep night, countless cultivators had arrived. The area was in utter chaos, filled with flashing blades. Magical artifacts flew everywhere, sword gleams shattered the sky, and dazzling, blinding cold light filled the air.

This entire region was leveled, almost boiling with activity!

“Boom!”

Jiang Yichen's uncle, Jiang Huaian, appeared. He and a dozen others approached silently, then suddenly struck, blasting towards Ye Fan with enough force to nearly scatter the dark clouds in the sky.

Ye Fan leaped, his body coiling like a dragon. He shot past with extreme speed, evading the attack.

“Whoosh!”

Ye Fan was almost completely encircled; many cultivators had surrounded him. Suddenly, a sword gleam shot forth, nearly cleaving Ye Fan in half and leaving a bloody mark on his body!

“Clang!”

At the same time, Ye Fan swung his Yin-Yang Saint Sword, blocking a blood-colored sword. A string of dazzling sparks erupted, and killing intent penetrated deep into his bones.

The truly powerful assassins from the Mortal World and Hell had appeared!

At this moment, the most terrifying were not others, but the seed powerhouses of the Ancient Killer Dynasty. They had become kings in the darkness, seizing absolute initiative in this chaotic battle.

“Don't worry about me, retreat quickly!” Ye Fan shouted, telling Jiang Hairen and the others to leave first.

“Boom!”

The gates of Hell seemed to open, and endless murderous intent surged like a raging tide. Several powerful elders descended, simultaneously striking at Ye Fan with divine arts.

He leaped using the Movement Secret technique, as if walking through nothingness. His figure flickered in and out of sight, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow.

“Zing!”

A dripping divine sword streaked across the sky, emitting a comet-like light that illuminated the dark night. A powerful seed candidate from Hell lunged to cleave Ye Fan's head.

Ye Fan's eyes flickered erratically, his body as faint as wisps of smoke. He unleashed a born killing art, twisting his body until he was almost ethereal, then swung his Yin-Yang Saint Sword from an incredible angle.

“Thud!”

While being pursued by several elder figures, he swung his Saint Sword, splitting the head of a Hell seed candidate. Blood spurted, white brain matter flowed, and the corpse fell.

“Whoosh!”

Jiang Yichen's uncle, Jiang Huaian, held a green ancient pagoda in his hand, pressing it down. It could shatter mountains, and its terrifying might forced everyone around him to retreat continuously.

At the same time, the dozen-plus people who came with him also unleashed their divine weapons, which streaked like rays of divine light, cleaving towards Ye Fan.

“Whoosh!”

He activated his Movement Secret technique, vanishing from his spot and reappearing a thousand feet away. In the void, a blood-red killing sword silently pierced out, thrusting towards his temple, sharp and vicious.

Ye Fan confronted this seed powerhouse from the Mortal World, meeting speed with speed. In an instant, he unleashed thousands of sword strikes, then his body suddenly vanished.

“Thud!”

His Yin-Yang Saint Sword penetrated through the top of the opponent's skull, killing this incredibly terrifying seed candidate.

This outcome caused many hearts to sink. They hadn't seen him unleash terrifying Dao power, yet his killing methods were so dreadful.

“Boom!”

Nine elders from the Eighth Layer of the Dragon Transformation Realm arrived mid-air, each striking with a palm, shattering the void. Ye Fan managed to pass through, but the outermost edge of the storm still nearly engulfed him.

“Clang!”

A venerable ancient cauldron appeared above Ye Fan's head, releasing tens of thousands of strands of Mother Qi. Each strand, like a small dragon, could crush a mountain ridge, completely shielding him.

The void shattered. Even with the Myriad Things Mother Qi protecting him, he was sent flying seven or eight hundred meters, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

“Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron!”

Everyone went mad. What were they here for? Was it not for this very cauldron!

Numerous masters and countless cultivators surged forward together, all intent on killing Ye Fan and seizing the cauldron.

Ye Fan retreated rapidly, but figures were everywhere, from all directions. He was heavily encircled, utterly unable to escape.

“Thud!”

Silently, a cyan-gold divine sword stabbed out, viciously, accurately, and precisely, striking along Ye Fan's unavoidable path, almost cleaving his waist open.

Fortunately, his Movement Secret technique was unleashed to its utmost, allowing him to narrowly dodge. Even so, a bloodstain appeared, and a considerable amount of golden blood flowed out.

Ye Fan's expression turned cold. He swung his Yin-Yang Saint Sword forward. He hadn't expected the attacker to be the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son, who had pressed so close, almost ambushing him.

At this moment, the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son was enveloped in a cyan glow, his entire body covered. A cyan divine robe concealed his true appearance; without a divine eye, he would have been completely indiscernible.

“Buzz!”

He was like a cyan-gold war god, radiating brilliant light. Suddenly, a bloody gleam shot from his hand, and an immense devouring force emerged, dissolving all things.

Ye Fan's heart was solemn. He unleashed his Movement Secret technique to its limit and charged out. A bloody hole appeared where he had been, and many people who had entered it turned into blood.

“Sky Demon Blood Box!” many exclaimed in shock.

Ye Fan's heart pounded. That was a divine artifact forged by a peerless Sky Demon in ancient times, using their own blood for their descendants. Its power was unrivaled; any master drawn into it would be utterly annihilated, body and soul.

Just now, had his reaction not been swift, he would have almost fallen victim to it!

The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son usually seemed harmless, yet now he had unleashed such a malevolent divine artifact, capable of dissolving any tangible substance. It was truly terrifying beyond compare.

No one would have expected that the person wielding the Sky Demon Blood Box would be a Holy Son with a bright future.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, a chaotic ray of light appeared beside Ye Fan, incredibly sharp, almost striking him and annihilating the surrounding void.

Ye Fan was startled. He quickly dodged, then turned to look. Not far away, a disheveled, strange man, wearing a long robe and a bamboo hat, held a dilapidated wooden hammer, which had emitted that beam of light.

The Purple Mansion Holy Son!

This person was actually the Purple Mansion Holy Son! No one apart from Ye Fan could have known this, and he too could no longer resist attacking!

“Whoosh!”

The Purple Mansion Holy Son also carried a large, pitch-black gourd on his back. It suddenly gushed out monstrous black evil water, corroding everything. Many figures were instantly annihilated, body and soul, and Ye Fan was almost submerged within it.

This black water exuded an an aura of death; it could corrupt anything. Any divine weapon or sharp blade, once tainted, would turn into white ash and vanish.

“Boom!”

The evil water surged, black waves furiously crashing towards Ye Fan, almost knocking him over.

These Holy Sons were indeed extraordinary, each possessing unique fortuitous encounters. Besides their inherited legacies, they also commanded other terrifying methods.

“Thump!”

The Purple Mansion Holy Son's black gourd was dreadful, but even more alarming was the dilapidated wooden hammer in his hand. It emitted another chaotic ray of light, striking the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron.

He intended to assault this divine artifact, shaking the ancient cauldron from Ye Fan's head and seizing it. At the same time, he also wished to breach the defense and inject the black water, destroying Ye Fan's sacred body.

“That's Sky Yin Deadly Water! Those struck by it will surely die!” An elder figure, recognizing its properties, finally identified the origin of the black water.

However, no one knew the origin of the wooden hammer that could emit chaotic light, nor understood the true nature of this divine artifact.

The Purple Mansion Holy Son had obtained this hammer and black gourd, and the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son possessed the Sky Demon Blood Box. It seemed they all had learned other legacies besides their own.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, terrifying pressure blotted out the sky, causing the surrounding void to collapse and continuously spread, with massive fissures appearing high in the sky.

Half-Step Great Powers had made their move!

At this moment, with the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron above his head, Ye Fan's body was untainted by all laws, harmonizing with the Great Dao. This made everyone envious, and the powerful figures could finally no longer hold back.

With such terrifying figures appearing, Ye Fan had no chance; he simply couldn't contend. If he didn't leave, it was only a matter of time before someone seized his cauldron.

At this point, his Movement Secret technique was pushed to its limit, yet five Half-Step Great Powers appeared separately. They were not allies, but all attacked Ye Fan.

Every single one of them wanted to seize the initiative, claim this cauldron, and make it their own.

At the same time, Ye Fan also sensed a killing intent. Having mastered the Heavenly Court's legacy, he naturally understood that an incredibly terrifying assassin was lurking and observing.

The threat from the Ancient Killer Dynasty was immense, ever-present from the beginning until now.

“If you don't leave the cauldron, then leave your life!”

“The Sacred Body will become a thing of the past, turning into dust!”

“Before a Half-Step Great Power, you are but an ant!”

The Half-Step Great Powers all struck with lethal intent, aiming to eliminate Ye Fan. He swiftly charged out, fleeing with his Movement Secret technique.

At this moment, everyone else also made their move. The heavens and earth boiled, especially the Purple Mansion Holy Son and Myriad Beginnings Holy Son, who lurked in the shadows, ambushing with terrifying great killing artifacts, posing a significant threat.

“Black Emperor, leave them all to me!” Ye Fan roared. He had no way to escape. Even with the Movement Secret technique, it was useless. The sky had been sealed, and all directions locked down.

Another moment's delay, and he would surely die, with no hope of survival, certainly annihilated in body and soul.

“Boom!”

Heaven and earth lost their color, and winds and clouds shifted. Endless patterns emerged in this part of the void, engulfing everyone below. The invisible murderous intent caused the firmament to tremble.

A corner of an ancient Great Emperor's killing array emerged. Its peerless murderous aura resonated with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, seemingly capable of obliterating all living beings in the world.

Ye Fan didn't know if all Holy Sons and Holy Maidens had been trapped, but he knew clearly that this time, rivers of blood would flow, and it would trigger a great earthquake!

“You wish to kill me and seize the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron,” Ye Fan said, sweeping his gaze across everyone. “My apologies, but I'll send all of you on your way!”