Chapter 510: Again Slaying the Holy Son

Ye Fan wielded the Yin-Yang Holy Sword, slaying the Purple Mansion Holy Son. His head and consciousness turned to ashes, leaving only a headless corpse gushing blood.

The life of a Holy Son, who might have become a Supreme Holy Lord, ended today, becoming mere dust in history.

It's foreseeable that great turmoil will soon erupt. This is the first Holy Son to die in Eastern Wasteland in recent years, which will undoubtedly cause a huge stir!

The rotten wooden hammer was unremarkable. It bore signs of wormholes and was almost completely decayed, looking nothing like a weapon; no one would bother picking it up if it were discarded on the ground.

Yet, this very unassuming, broken wooden hammer could emit primal chaos light, even cracking the Yin-Yang Holy Sword. Its power was immense, having saved the Purple Mansion Holy Son from peril multiple times.

Ye Fan held it in his hand, finding it surprisingly light, like carrying a piece of firewood. It seemed as if it would break with just a little force.

"Dong!" He flicked it forcefully, and the rotten wooden hammer produced a hollow sound, as if it were decayed and hollow inside. Yet, no matter how much force he applied, he couldn't break it; its texture was incredibly hard.

"Bang!" He swung the broken wooden hammer. With a soft hum, a large black hole was carved into the void, and a beam of primal chaos light shot into it.

"What kind of treasure is this? Its power is far greater than the Yin-Yang Sword!" Ye Fan exclaimed in surprise.

"This is definitely a divine artifact," the big black dog trotted over, its eyes wide and round. Its large paw shot out rapidly, its greedy habit resurfacing.

Knowing its habits, Ye Fan had been on guard. He raised a hand to block it, saying, "Don't just grab things. Quickly take charge of the killing array; don't let anyone escape."

At this moment, the area was covered in blood and gore, with a pungent, nauseating smell. The number of dead was unknown, and the horrifying scene resembled a slaughterhouse.

Jiang Huairen and Wu Zhongtian also approached, marveling at the rotten hammer. The fact that it could emit primal chaos light, being indestructible, truly marked it as a divine artifact.

"The Purple Mansion Holy Son is dead..." Liu Kou and the others felt the situation had escalated. He was the future master of a Holy Land, now split in two by Ye Fan. If word got out, the entire Northern Region would be shaken to its core.

"Ah..." Screams continued to echo. The ancient Great Emperor's killing array was peerless, transforming into a tangible, massive millstone that crushed everything, turning lives into paste.

"Ah..." No one could escape. The ancient killing array swept through like autumn winds clearing fallen leaves, each sweep slaughtering vast numbers of people. It was a true meat grinder.

Many powerful experts, even those at the eighth transformation of the Dragon-Transformation Realm or peak super masters, found it impossible to escape the destructive power of the ancient Great Emperor's array patterns. Bone fragments were mixed in with the bloody mud.

Amidst the fresh red on the ground, pieces of ghastly white shattered bones were scattered, a sight that made one's scalp tingle and was too gruesome to look at directly.

In the brutal world of cultivators, once battle began, there was no room for mercy. Right and wrong were impossible to discern; only life and death, and the law of the jungle, truly mattered.

Ye Fan walked forward, approaching the headless corpse of the Purple Mansion Holy Son, and took a large black gourd from his back. This too was a secret treasure.

Apart from the gourd itself, the Heavenly Yin Absolute Water it contained was priceless. This Water of Death could dissolve even a Holy Lord's physical body, making it something no one dared to touch.

"Huh, this rotten wooden hammer... it looks a lot like the stopper for this big gourd!" Jiang Huairen, sharp-eyed, instantly noticed the anomaly.

Ye Fan inserted the handle of the rotten wooden hammer into the gourd. It fit perfectly, sealing the opening, and the hammerhead became one with the gourd's mouth.

"What a stroke of luck! This is absolutely a divine artifact! If even the stopper can emit primal chaos light, how terrifying must the gourd itself be!" The big black dog stood on its hind legs, its eyes glinting fiercely, ready to snatch it again.

"Can't you behave for once, you dead dog?" Ye Fan glanced at it askance.

All of them were inwardly shocked. This black gourd certainly had an extraordinary origin; if its stopper was so formidable, one could only imagine the power of the gourd itself.

"That kid from Purple Mansion probably hadn't had this gourd for long. What a waste of a treasure, using the stopper as a weapon; he clearly didn't understand its true value!" the big black dog remarked.

They fiddled with it for a while but couldn't discover the black gourd's true purpose. It was tougher than divine iron; even Ye Fan's golden finger couldn't pierce it.

"Although the Heavenly Yin Absolute Water is priceless, compared to the black gourd, it's not even worth a hair. Using this gourd just to hold it is a complete waste."

"Ah..." Screams rose and fell. By now, very few people remained alive; most had been turned into bloody paste, a crimson expanse, tragically beautiful and gruesome. Only about a dozen people were left.

Ye Fan remained calm, his eyes showing no ripples. He quietly watched everything unfold. When he acted, his resolve was absolute.

"Too bad, only two Holy Sons came in..." He was searching for the whereabouts of the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son.

Those who survived weren't necessarily the strongest. The Peerless Killing Array was incomplete, only a fragment; some areas were terrifyingly destructive, while others were relatively weaker.

"There!" A flash of light in Ye Fan's eyes, he quickly rushed forward, appearing before a pile of corpses. There lay a figure drenched in blood, motionless and utterly cold, devoid of any signs of life.

He was blended with the bloody mud, buried beneath. Others wouldn't have sensed him, surely believing him to be long dead.

However, Ye Fan had cultivated divine eyes and saw at a glance that he was still alive. His life essence was vigorous, emitting a blazing light, not extinguished.

The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son was feigning death to escape this calamity. He was desperate, having been forced into such a predicament.

Ye Fan charged like a ghost, silently. He swung the Yin-Yang Holy Sword, which transformed into a fierce dragon, slashing down. The massive sword light connected with the dark clouds above!

"Swish!" The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son turned into a streak of green light, shooting up like a beam and evading the attack. The earth was cleaved open, revealing a bottomless, black chasm!

"Brother Ye, there might be a misunderstanding between us," the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son began, attempting to speak. However, Ye Fan activated the 'All' character secret technique, swinging his holy sword forward, giving him no opportunity to explain.

"Zheng!" This single sword strike cleaved the high heavens, scattering all the dark clouds. Infinite starlight, thousands upon thousands of strands, gathered like a waterfall, pure white and cascading down.

The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son's expression changed. He felt the world-shaking sharpness of a blade at his throat, and the aura of death permeated the air. He was no match!

Yet, within the Peerless Killing Array, he had no escape. One wrong step would result in his complete destruction, body and soul. He could only face the sword light, as massive as a mountain.

Once the 'All' character secret was activated, granting a tenfold increase in combat power, a destructive aura surged forth, sweeping all before it. The Yin-Yang Holy Sword shone as brightly as a sun.

"Bo!" The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son's palm glowed transparently, and a crimson light burst forth, opening a tragically beautiful blood-colored box. Blood stained the night sky, as if an ancient fierce spirit had awakened, poised to destroy all things.

The Heavenly Demon Blood Box! In ancient times, a Heavenly Demon forged this weapon for its descendants using its own demon-god blood. Its destructive power was unparalleled, as the blood of a Heavenly Demon could dissolve any opponent.

"Bang!" Ye Fan's sword struck with immense force, colliding with the blood light. The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son was instantly sent flying, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.

With a tenfold increase in combat power, who among his peers could contend against him? This was equivalent to ten Holy Son-level figures attacking the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son simultaneously. Within the Peerless Killing Array, he had no means of escape. Even with heaven-defying techniques, he couldn't withstand it and was immediately severely wounded.

However, Ye Fan's heart also tensed. He took large strides backward. The Yin-Yang Holy Sword in his hand was tainted with demon blood, and the cracks on it rapidly expanded.

"Crunch, crunch!" The Yin-Yang Holy Sword snapped, completely destroyed by the Heavenly Demon Blood Box.

Ye Fan's entire body radiated a blazing golden light, preventing the demon-god blood from touching him. He pulled out the rotten wooden hammer and slammed it powerfully, scattering the boundless blood light.

"That treasure box, forged by a legendary peerless Heavenly Demon, must be seized!" the big black dog loudly exclaimed from behind.

Ye Fan swung the rotten wooden hammer, and a terrifying primal chaos light shot out, striking towards the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son, carving a black hole in the void.

"Boom!" The Heavenly Demon Blood Box was less than three inches long, yet it contained an endless sea of blood. At this moment, boundless waves surged out, almost submerging the entire world.

"Chii!" Ye Fan cleaved open a black hole with the rotten wooden hammer, guiding the endless sea of blood into it, then shot out a divine primal chaos light, slashing towards the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son.

The two quickly engaged in fierce combat. With the Peerless Killing Array in operation, the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son was on edge with every step, unable to concentrate.

"Boom!" Ye Fan once again successfully triggered the 'All' character secret technique. The rotten wooden hammer in his hand glowed intensely, as if alive, emitting a vast expanse of primal chaos light.

This was a terrifying sight: the black night sky continuously collapsed, and black holes appeared. The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son cried out, using the Heavenly Demon Blood Box to defend.

However, the tenfold increase in combat power was too horrifying; it destroyed everything. The entire blood sea was evaporated, and all was annihilated!

The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son had no way to evade within the Peerless Killing Array and could only take the hit directly. With a bang, he was swept away by the primal chaos light, his body cracking.

"Om!" Ye Fan unleashed the 'Movement' character secret technique, rushing forward like a beam of light. He launched continuous, incomparably sharp attacks within the brief duration of the tenfold combat power activation.

"Hmph!" The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, struck again by the primal chaos light. More than half of his bones were broken. He cried out, "You can't..."

"Boom!" Ye Fan gave him no chance to continue. His tenfold combat power surged, the rotten wooden hammer shattered the void, sending him flying and almost turning him into meat paste.

"You..." The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son coughed blood.

"Dong!" Ye Fan pressed the rotten wooden hammer against the Heavenly Demon Blood Box. Primal chaos light imprisoned the endless sea of blood, and the two weapons became stuck together.

At this moment, the combat power triggered by the 'All' character secret vanished. However, the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son was also at the end of his rope, struggling to resist.

"Bang!" Ye Fan extended his large golden hand, emitting a destructive aura.

"Snap!" The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son's arm broke, then his chest caved in. His physical body was struck by the golden handprint!

"Puff!" How powerful was the Holy Body's physical shell? A hand like a golden millstone solidly struck the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son's body, causing him to instantly shatter into pieces.

The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son's primordial spirit rushed out, attempting to flee. The small golden lake in Ye Fan's glabella transformed into a small golden cauldron, which shot forth and shattered the spirit.

Another Eastern Wasteland Holy Son had fallen. The future master of Myriad Beginnings was thus eradicated, becoming a wisp of historical smoke, no longer existing.

Ye Fan had slain two Holy Sons in a single day, an act powerful enough to shock the world. Simultaneously eliminating so many experts, slaughtering them all, and leaving piles of gore, would undoubtedly trigger a monumental uproar.

"Where are Yao Xi and the Grand Evolution Holy Son, Xiang Yifei? They came too..." He frowned slightly.