Chapter 767: Life is More Precious Than Grass

At that moment, a Great King appeared. Screams of terror echoed from the front, lives ceaselessly vanished, and blood flowed like a river.

Ye Fan was startled at first, but then calmed down. He knew that the Barbarian tribesmen feared neither death nor injury, and in their iron-blooded charge, no one would cry out in fear. Sure enough, a dull dragon roar confirmed his suspicion. Large numbers of the Wang family's experts retreated in defeat, crying out and quickly dodging.

"A Barbarian Beast of the Great King level, a rare species passed down from ancient times!"

"Two thousand years ago, I saw it in the deep mountains of the Southern Ridge. Even then, it was nearly two thousand years old. I can't believe it's still alive!"

Ye Fan exhaled slowly. It was indeed the Barbarian Tribe's guardian deity, living up to expectations. It had survived for over 3,900 years, truly a Great King. With such a Barbarian Beast, one could say it was unstoppable. Once it unleashed its power, no one along its path could resist. With a single strike, powerful cultivators died on the spot.

The Azure Dragon attacked from the South Gate. On its back were nine living fossils, each over three thousand years old, followed by a vast number of Barbarian warriors. They resembled a terrifying mountain torrent, sweeping away everything in their path. Thousands of warriors charged, tens of thousands of horses galloped, furiously assaulting the Wang family!

The Azure Dragon led the charge, followed by tens of thousands of armored cavalry. Their iron-blooded assault was faster than the other three directions led by Ye Fan and the Barbarian Chief, quickly nearing the heart of the Wang family's territory.

"Please, Ancestor, emerge from seclusion and revive the supreme holy weapon!" the Wang family members cried out.

Rivers of blood flowed, and mountains of corpses piled up. At this moment, human lives were cheaper than grass. Both sides fought in a bloodbath with no retreat; only victory through offense awaited, or else annihilation.

The four armies' advance was not uniformly smooth. In the east, where the Barbarian Chief was located, they encountered fierce resistance. A living fossil, wielding a damaged holy weapon, launched a heaven-shaking side attack! Had the old Chief not discovered it in time and quickly intercepted it with his stone axe, thousands of Barbarian armored cavalry might have been reduced to ashes. The power of a saint was simply irresistible. Even so, in that instant, over nine hundred strong cultivators were annihilated within the East Gate without even a groan.

Boom!

The Barbarian Chief was both shocked and enraged. His stone axe struck down vertically. This was an intact weapon left by a Great Human Saint, its divine power far surpassing that of a damaged remnant weapon. With that single strike, the living fossil and its weapon immediately turned to ash, offering no resistance whatsoever. By now, everyone was fighting with bloodshot eyes. The Barbarian Chief had no time to suppress or subdue a damaged holy weapon; keeping it nearby could lead to great misfortune and a backlash.

"Kill!"

From the east, after the clash of two holy weapons, nearly ten thousand armored cavalry surged in, unstoppable. Especially enraged, the old Chief, at the cost of his vital essence, once again activated the inherited holy weapon. A stone axe hung high in the sky, appearing ordinary, even ancient, but when it struck down, it caused the heavens and earth to crack, as if it had pierced through multiple worlds! In the eastern territory of the Wang family, whether it was the land, floating islands, or divine mountains, all instantly turned to dust. Countless lives were lost. Afterwards, as the stone axe calmed slightly, waves of earth and massive boulders rose from the ground to the sky, like a tsunami, completely engulfing the area ahead. The eastern army faced no further resistance and advanced rapidly, their assault speed quickly catching up to the Azure Dragon in the south, closing in on the Wang family's innermost stronghold.

Roar...

In the north, the White Tiger roared. The mountain-like guardian deity charged wildly. With one swipe of its paw, the Wang family's Dragon Mountain ancient range was destroyed one after another, as if made of paper. This was also a beast that had surpassed the king level. Although not a Great King, it was not something ordinary people could resist. Seven or eight powerful Wang family cultivators were killed by it. However, they also encountered the most terrifying resistance here. Barbarian warriors fell in droves, all due to a large green claw.

Howl...

In the rear of the Wang family's territory, there was an old green wolf. It was a beast pet raised by a former powerful cultivator of the Wang family, and unexpectedly, it had grown powerful. Now, at 3,400 to 3,500 years old, it was still alive and its strength was similar to the White Tiger's. What was even more terrifying was that it also contained a damaged holy weapon. It was kept there precisely to protect the Wang family's rear.

At this moment, it suddenly sprang out, killing a large number of Barbarian warriors. Finally, it engaged the White Tiger in a fierce battle. Tiger roars and wolf howls shook the Northern Plains. The clash of these unique Barbarian Beasts was exceptionally brutal; fur, flesh, and even bones were bitten off and torn away. Furthermore, the Barbarian Beasts' divine techniques were even more terrifying. Sometimes, they would sweep across all directions, affecting both the Barbarian army and the Wang family members, causing severe damage.

Roar...

One of the old wolf's eyes was clawed out by the tiger, and at the same moment, it struck, nearly dislocating the White Tiger's shoulder blade. Simultaneously, as their unique racial secret techniques clashed, their bodies cracked, and blood poured out. Being so massive, their blood flowed like small rivers upon the ground.

The four armies' assaults met with different challenges. Ye Fan's side faced considerable pressure. Although they weren't attacked by individuals wielding holy weapons or formidable ancient beasts, they encountered war machines blocking their path. As an ancient aristocratic family with immense prestige, they naturally possessed the resources to conquer any region in the world, which included battle vessels and ancient chariots. The western district of the Wang family was where these war machines were arrayed. Thousands of ancient chariots blocked the way, clashing and breaking apart, and countless strong cultivators died in the fighting.

At the same time, hundreds of cold, massive warships ascended into the sky from further away. Each one was like a mountain, making it extremely difficult for the Barbarian armored cavalry to charge. "This is ridiculous! How can we be so unlucky? All of the Wang family's offensive war machines are on this side, and we ran right into them," Li Tian complained. Indeed, this was the Wang family's armory; all war resources were here. It would be very difficult to break through, and if they forced their way, only a few Barbarian armored cavalry would remain.

"There's no other way. I'll expend some essence energy again," Ye Fan said. He held a purple-gold hammer in his hand, swung it forcefully, and unleashed a dazzling torrent of purple lightning that surged forward. This was a weapon taken from Wang Chengtian. After being subdued by the Goddess Furnace, it had acquired many cracks, but its power remained undiminished. The Goddess Furnace was intact, a weapon of a Great Human Saint, and thus consumed even more divine power. Even he would struggle to use it constantly, as there would certainly be more intense battles ahead.

Boom!

In front, over four hundred chariots shattered, and over one hundred warships disintegrated, turning into a flash of light in the sky and vanishing completely.

Hum...

The aura of a holy weapon emanated from the front; someone was activating it, preparing a thunderous strike. Ye Fan and the others' expressions changed; powerful figures had arrived.

"It's not an inherited holy weapon; it's still flawed!" Li Tian said, activating the Goddess Furnace, ready to meet the attack and destroy it in one blow.

However, at that very moment, a horn blast sounded from the deepest part of the Wang family's territory. And the supreme holy weapon's aura spread like a vast sea, summoning their descendants. All warships retreated, and numerous chariots withdrew together towards the family's deepest stronghold, leaving behind only endless wreckage and bloodied corpses, a shocking sight.

"As expected of an ancient aristocratic family, truly a tough nut to crack!" Ye Fan sighed, knowing that the decisive battle for life and death had arrived and would become even more brutal.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan remained the arrowhead, charging at the very front. Nine thousand armored cavalry thundered behind him, a dark, overwhelming mass. If mountains blocked their way, they leveled them; if islands obstructed, they destroyed them. Along the way, they swept through like an autumn wind scattering fallen leaves. Wherever their assault went, all obstacles turned to dust. After the cavalry passed, nothing remained.

When Ye Fan and his group reached the deepest part of the Wang family's territory, the Azure Dragon and the Barbarian Chief had already led their forces there, their clothes stained with blood, their bodies covered in wounds. The White Tiger's army arrived last. The guardian deity was severely wounded, on the verge of death, but it had fought and killed an old wolf that had reached the king level, eliminating a major threat.

Bang!

When the White Tiger appeared, carrying a massive, bloodied wolf head in its mouth and dropped it to the ground, the entire Wang family trembled, their faces turning ashen white.

"Roar..." The White Tiger, filled with reluctance, also fainted on the spot. A Barbarian elder quickly collected it into a powerful artifact for protection.

Ahead lay the Wang family's sacred land, from which the horn blasts had emanated, summoning all clan members to retreat and defend this place. The Barbarian army surrounded the area, blood mist drifted, and all prepared to charge.

"I can't believe the Southern Ridge Barbarian Ancient Battle God Tribe still exists. I thought their legacy had long been broken, vanished into the river of time," an ancient voice resonated.

The sacred land opened wide, and an elder stepped out. Although his hair was nearly gone, he was full of vitality, and his voice boomed like a bronze bell when he spoke. All the Wang family members followed him, showing utmost respect. Experts, like clouds, emerged from the sacred land.

"A Great King!" The hearts of all Barbarian tribesmen trembled.

This was the Wang family's Ancestor, over 3,700 years old. Although gaunt, his vitality was overwhelming, his withered body like a burning divine furnace. Many Barbarian strong cultivators felt their mouths dry, their bodies on the verge of cracking, their souls almost igniting. Such was the divine might of a Great King. Even standing there without making a move, he struck terror into hearts, making people want to kneel. He was terrifying to the point of driving one mad.

Simultaneously, the aura of an ancient supreme holy weapon permeated the air, ready to strike out from the sacred land at any moment, as if they had arrived in the territory of gods and demons. The Barbarian Chief conjured his stone axe, allowing it to hover above the entire Barbarian army. Numerous Barbarian warriors surged with vitality, jointly activating it. The stone axe unleashed thousands of divine power threads, protecting everyone beneath it, forming an impenetrable field.

"Tens of thousands of armored cavalry trampling an ancient aristocratic family—you truly perform a feat unseen in a hundred thousand years," the terrifying old Wang family elder said coldly. His name was Wang Lie, and he had cultivated for over 3,700 years, his power awe-inspiring and unrivaled. This battle, regardless of the outcome, was bound to make the Five Regions tremble. A war against an immortal legacy could truly be called an earth-shattering event.

"How can we compare to you, who possess billions of miles of land in the Northern Plains, yet came to the Southern Ridge to bathe my tribe in blood?" the Barbarian Chief countered.

At this point, no more words were needed. They had fought to such a degree that any rhetoric was futile; only one side would fall.

"Then let me see who can pass through me!" Great King Wang Lie said expressionlessly.

A blue light shimmered, and the Azure Dragon rapidly shrank, transforming from a size as vast as a mountain to a height of a single person. It spread its wings and descended, its dragon-shaped body surging with divine power, ready to fight the Great King.

"Senior Azure Dragon, please be careful!" the Barbarian Chief warned.

"Children, go and pay homage to our clan's ultimate reserve. I do not believe anyone can destroy my Wang family. Today, we shall slay all great enemies and uphold the immortal might of our clan!" the old Great King said in a deep voice.