Chapter 701: Great Battle of the Kings

Everything happened so quickly, catching everyone off guard.

The Ancient Great Saint, with golden hair cascading over his shoulders and a pair of dragon horns, had his head severed, and his body was trampled to a pulp by the old madman.

The seven branches of the Immortal Wonder Tree trembled, like seven divine trees that had just opened the heavens, growing wildly, their roots piercing through the cosmos. Thousands of divine lights cascaded from the rustling leaves, engulfing the old madman and blocking his fierce attacks.

Meanwhile, the silver-haired Great Saint roared, and with a flick of his hand, heaven and earth inverted. A chaotic surge engulfed everything, rendering it invisible.

This was a clash between Great Saints; even those with the Heavenly Eye could not see through the veil of primordial light. The area became a crucible of primal energy.

Finally, when the world cleared again, the Great Saint with dragon horns had reassembled his body, but was clearly gravely wounded. He held the Immortal Wonder Tree, his hands trembling slightly.

The silver-haired Great Saint, however, wore a solemn expression. A black hole on his forehead pulsed with silver light, and the rhomboid divine light fragment within it shimmered.

The young madman was covered in blood and gravely wounded, with bone fragments exposed in many places. Yet, his fighting spirit and killing intent remained undiminished, growing even stronger.

It must be said, the two Ancient Great Saints were terrifyingly powerful, managing to wound the peerlessly invincible old madman to such an extent.

They had been dormant for far too long. Although they had absorbed vital energy from hundreds of thousands of miles around, it was still far from the immense amount needed from billions of human beings.

At this moment, they felt apprehension. While they could briefly display their former might, they couldn't sustain it, leaving them constrained.

“Heaven-Reaching Divine Path!”

One of them roared, using his supreme power to forcibly break open the ancient formation laid by the old madman, intending to absorb external vital energy and plunder the life essence of other beings.

A heaven-piercing beam of light shot towards the sky, aiming to shatter the confinement and break through the obstruction.

The other Great Saint, who had true dragon horns on his head, cast a cold glance in Ye Fan’s direction, his gaze fixed on the black gourd in Ye Fan’s hand, his heart reeling.

He then used the Immortal Wonder Tree to hold back the young madman, preventing him from getting close and buying time for his companion.

A grand battle began: Ancient Great Saints clashing with the human race's peerless figure. With a single sweep of the Immortal Wonder Tree, millions of divine lights shot forth, altering the very fabric of heaven and earth.

The young madman's black hair stood on end, and blood flowed freely from his body. His Six Paths Reincarnation Fist had become even more terrifying, reaching its pinnacle.

“Ah…” he roared, and six ancient worlds reappeared. This was his supreme fist intent, representing the six paths, transforming into eternal reincarnation.

He wielded no weapon, yet his fists surpassed even astonishing holy artifacts. With them, he could shatter the cosmos, and no one could withstand his assault.

When the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist was unleashed and the six ancient realms manifested simultaneously, even the Ancient Great Saint wielding the Immortal Wonder Tree felt overwhelmed. He unleashed his full potential, regardless of the consequences, to counter this devastating blow.

Golden blood splattered as his newly reassembled body cracked once more. A horrifying crack appeared even on his brow, and the Immortal Wonder Tree itself dimmed considerably.

One can imagine the terrifying power of the young madman’s fist intent – it shattered the void, crumbled heaven and earth, and nothing could stand in its way.

However, the Ancient Great Saints possessed heaven-defying abilities and immortal divine power. Even as they sustained injuries, they managed to leave a gaping, transparent wound through the black-haired young man’s chest.

Yet, the young madman fought with increasing ferocity. He relentlessly attacked, almost single-handedly suppressing the golden-haired Great Saint to the brink of death.

“Bang!”

Finally, the other silver-haired Great Saint, who had been focused on breaching the ancient formation and breaking the seal, intervened. He did not want his companion to face a catastrophic defeat.

Just moments before, the death of the Thousand-Handed Demon God had been an incalculable loss. An Ancient Great Saint with heaven-defying power had died unjustly here, simply because he had not fully recovered his vital energy – a truly grievous waste.

“Urgh…”

The two Great Saints roared, unleashing their ultimate killing moves. Wielding supreme holy weapons, they summoned the divine laws and order of heaven and earth to assail the old madman.

This was a grand confrontation that shook the Ziwei Ancient Starfield, a rare sight in a thousand generations. Few examples throughout history could compare to it.

At the same time, the ancient purple-bronze ship vibrated, and six Ancient Kings emerged one after another. Each was incredibly ancient, with hair as white as snow and deeply wrinkled skin.

In the distance, all the human powerhouses paled, nearing despair. The two Ancient Great Saints already possessed heaven-defying divine abilities, enduring through countless eons and seemingly invincible. Now, with the emergence of six more Ancient Kings, how could they possibly continue the fight?

The Ancient Ancestor Kings were all Saint-level powerhouses, each possessing formidable, heaven-defying magical might. While still a step below Great Saints, they were nonetheless overwhelming.

This was a certain death situation.

Even if the old madman's cultivation was heaven-defying, he had not yet fully achieved the Dao. How could one person possibly contend against so many foes?!

Everyone despaired. Even if the young madman was divinely brave and invincible, he couldn't overcome sheer numbers. This was an incredibly dire situation.

The only hope people clung to was that these Ancient Ancestor Kings were all severely weakened and incapable of intense battle. Otherwise, the Ziwei Ancient Star would be covered in over a hundred million corpses, its soil stained crimson with blood.

The grand battle erupted! The old madman, covered in wounds, was besieged by two Great Saints and six Ancient Kings, yet he did not retreat a single step.

This was an astonishing battle. The young madman fought with a berserk fury, his eyes captivating, black hair swirling. With a single strike of his Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, no other force could contend.

He also suffered severe injuries, yet amidst the chaos, he forcibly seized a holy sword from an opponent, cleaved them in two, and extinguished their primordial spirit.

“Boom!”

The old madman’s back took a solid hit, leaving a fist-sized blood-hole that pierced straight through him – a blow delivered personally by the silver-haired Great Saint.

“Ah…” But this only drove the young madman into a frenzy, his killing intent boundless. He pushed forward, crushing one Ancient King’s head in his grasp, reducing their primordial spirit to ash.

This battle between Saints was exceptionally brutal; it was a fight to the death with no quarter given. Sacred blood splattered as supreme powerhouses began to falter.

“You have no chance,” one Ancient King sneered cruelly. “Even if you are a Great Saint, can you truly contend against all of us?”

He was incredibly ancient, with age having nearly consumed his lifespan. Yet, at that moment, he forcibly mustered his vital energy, regaining the strength to fight.

The Ancient Great Saint, with his long golden hair and ancestral dragon horns, wiped golden blood from the corner of his mouth. “Your death won’t be in vain,” he stated.

The young madman’s eyes were sharp, and he remained silent. His Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, grand and righteous, merged the six ancient realms he had conjured, striking out with supreme divine might.

“Bang!” The Immortal Wonder Tree was almost shattered, and the Ancient Great Saint trembled violently. Six invisible fist imprints branded his body, his bones and limbs constantly rattling as many of them fractured.

He coughed up great mouthfuls of golden blood, which continually caused the void to ripple and collapse. Six terrifying bloody marks appeared even on his forehead – such was the divine power of the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist.

However, the old madman also paid a heavy price. The other silver-haired Great Saint, wielding a millstone-sized rhomboid divine fragment, nearly bisected him at the shoulder, causing sacred blood to gush forth.

Concurrently, the Immortal Wonder Tree slashed a massive gash across his body, nearly exposing his internal organs and severing bones.

Furthermore, an Ancient Ancestor King, wielding a blood-red spear, thrust it through his chest, shattering a portion of his internal organs.

Yet, the young madman didn’t even flinch. With a fierce twist of his body, he snapped the blood-red spear. In the very next instant, he pulled out the broken shaft and plunged it into the forehead of that Ancient Ancestor King.

“Pfft!”

Purple blood erupted as the broken spear penetrated through the forehead and emerged from the back of the Ancient King's skull, shattering his primordial spirit. It was a gruesome and brutal sight as the lifeless body collapsed to the ground.

The young madman was covered in wounds, many parts of his body pierced. Yet, he had managed to forcibly kill three Ancient Kings and inflict severe injuries upon two Great Saints.

But could this situation possibly continue? He was risking his life in this battle, drenched in his own blood.

“Senior!” Ye Fan cried out with his divine sense. He unleashed the black gourd, sending it through a crack in the ancient formation to the old madman to aid him in battle. They didn’t know the gourd’s true rank, but presumed it had a formidable origin, otherwise, why would the Ancient Great Saints show such extreme surprise upon seeing it?

Ye Fan could only activate it once, enough to sever an Ancient King’s head. If it were in the young madman’s hands, it might unleash even greater power.

The two Great Saints and three Ancient Kings all reached for the black gourd, attempting to intercept it. However, the old madman’s Six Paths Reincarnation Fist was simply too terrifying.

Using the six ancient worlds, he forcefully cleared a path, reaching the gourd first. Enduring severe injuries from the two Great Saints, he seized the black gourd.

Then, the black gourd burst forth with brilliant light, with streams of dark energy cascading down. It hovered terrifyingly above his head, resembling the evolution of an ancient universe.

However, the two Ancient Great Saints let out a grim, cold laugh. One of them remarked, “So, it’s already damaged. I wondered how it could possibly reappear in this world.”

“After the legendary great battle, it vanished; everyone believed it was destroyed. To think we would see it again today, though it is greatly damaged!” In the distance, Ye Fan’s expression changed. It was, after all, a damaged weapon, and the young madman was now in grave danger!

“Thump!” Just then, the purple-bronze warship shuddered, and eight more Ancient Ancestor Kings stepped out, their presence threatening to collapse the very fabric of heaven and earth.

Though incredibly ancient, their faces etched with deep wrinkles and their lives nearing their end, each possessed the strength to fight, having temporarily recovered their former might.

Even if each could only fight for a few minutes, the addition of these eight Saints was more than enough to overwhelm even a peerlessly invincible master.

People were utterly despairing. How could they possibly fight now? How could the black-haired young man, filled with boundless fighting spirit and fighting like a berserker, break free from this fatal predicament?

“You haven’t fully recovered your vital energy; trading your lives for his would be a meaningless sacrifice. Break through the ancient formation and fight him in the outer domain. I have a way to eliminate him,” the Ancient Great Saint with dragon horns stated coldly. A tremendous roar followed, and the entire golden desert trembled violently. Then, a crushing aura that threatened to shatter primordial spirits surged for hundreds of thousands of miles!

The purple-bronze warship was immeasurably vast, standing like a colossal purple demonic monolith. It seemed alive, inhaling and exhaling the vital energy of heaven and earth, each 'breath' threatening to swallow an entire world.

Streaks of black abyss spread through the void, converging towards the purple-bronze warship, making it appear like a terrifying demonic lair.

At this moment, it began to lift off the ground, poised to fly beyond the ancient life star!

“Human Saint, you are indeed powerful,” the silver-haired Great Saint declared mercilessly, “but you are fated to die, whether in heaven or on earth, unless an ancient Sage Emperor resurrects to save you!”

The young madman made no move to stop the ancient ship from departing. Covered in wounds, his eyes cold and fearless, he declared, “Even if I fall in battle beyond this domain, every Ancient King on that ship will die, staining the sky with their blood!”

The purple-bronze warship lifted off, and sacred blood rained down. All human cultivators looked up, knowing this might be the last time they would ever see the human Saint.