Chapter 833: Individually Fighting Against Heroes

Chapter 835: Battling All Foes Alone

Palaces built of five-colored jade stone, one after another, emitted a faint, clear glow. They were connected in clusters, suspended in the sky.

At this moment, qi and blood surged like enormous, heaven-supporting pillars, massive and powerful, piercing through the clouds and connecting the heavens and earth. Dozens, even hundreds, of grand masters were eyeing him menacingly.

Ye Fan was decisive. Without further ado, he tried to open a domain gate to cross over, but was astonished to find that space had been locked, preventing his escape.

Lines of dao patterns were arranged like winding ancestral serpents, densely covering every inch of space. These were precisely the divine patterns formed earlier by Qi Luo's loud cries.

Ye Fan was horrified. This old man was too powerful; his cries were like knives, carving divine patterns into the void, forming intertwining forces of law.

He turned and left, breaking through a window and leaping out. However, what he saw made his heart tremble: even outside, various tiny dao patterns, like small snakes or miniature divine phoenixes dancing, had locked down the heavens and earth.

The entire sky was sealed. It was impossible to open a domain gate; only by sheer strength could he break out. He gritted his teeth and said, "You old geezer, you can really cry!"

Qi Luo smiled, his single eye squinting into a mere slit, while Old Blade Hand was petrified and said nothing.

Ye Fan rushed into the distance without looking back. There was no way he could stay here long; he had to break out, or it would undoubtedly lead to a shocking bloodbath.

"Human Saint Body, where are you going? Lu Dongfa of the Fallen Feather Tribe is here!"

Ahead, a handsome young expert appeared, rushing out from an ancient palace. Fifty-four pairs of ink-black wings grew from his back, resembling a dark cloud enveloped in crimson lightning.

"I heard you don't think much of our Primordial young generation. Today, I shall fight you!"

Ye Fan was surprised. No matter how he looked at it, this young ancient race member resembled a legendary fallen angel from the other side of the starry sky.

He knew this hatred was definitely stirred up by Duan De, who had cursed the Emperor's Son out of fear and challenged Yuangu by calling him a "watermelon," making the other ancient races feel that Ye Fan was too arrogant.

"Clang!"

The fifty-four pairs of wings on Lu Dongfa's back vibrated simultaneously like swords clashing, instantly unleashing monstrous demonic energy. Crimson lightning surged like a roaring river, tearing through the sky with boundless terror.

With a swipe of his right hand, Ye Fan conjured a perfectly round Tai Chi symbol that rotated in the void, diverting the divine laws manifested as crimson lightning to the other side.

"Oom..."

Suddenly, a mighty roar echoed, like a barbaric ox from the Celestial Realm, shaking the ancient walls of the divine city and reverberating for hundreds of miles.

A being resembling a Bull Demon King, holding a Sky-Supporting Fork, with thick black fur all over, a human body, a bull's head, a wide mouth with tusks, and a pair of thick, sturdy horns, transformed into a streak of black light and charged over.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled. His speed was astonishing; he arrived instantly and directly clashed with Ye Fan, slamming into him like a small black mountain.

"Niu Yi of the Great Strength Ox Demon Race is here! I've come to witness the true power of the Human Saint Body!"

He let out a great roar, unleashing monstrous qi and blood that obscured the sun with demonic clouds. The sound waves shattered the entire sky, demonstrating his incredible ferocity.

"Boom!"

This mountainous, black figure, heavier than a mountain, engaged Ye Fan in close-quarters combat, a contest of physical might.

This part of the sky was shattered as if two ancient stars had collided. The aftershocks spread far and wide, shaking everything in all directions, with an incessant rumbling.

The Sky-Supporting Fork shattered into pieces, flying out like black feathers. It had been directly broken by Ye Fan, who then pressed forward to strike down Niu Yi of the Great Strength Ox Demon Race.

"Oom..."

This massive, mountain-like black body was sent flying horizontally, letting out a roar that caused the surrounding clouds to disintegrate, then it collapsed like a great peak.

Niu Yi spat out a large mouthful of blood. One of his arms was shattered, and a terrifying palm print appeared on his chest. His bones rattled incessantly, and his thick ox fur stood on end.

"As expected of the Human Saint Body. Even the Great Strength Ox Demon Race, known for their boundless power and physical might that once intimidated the Primordial Era, is no match," said Lu Dongfa of the Fallen Feather Tribe.

Ye Fan did not stop. He activated the "All-Encompassing Movement" technique and pursued him, intending to make an example of the young ancient Niu Yi, who was as massive as a black peak.

"Pah!"

Suddenly, a terrifying demonic roar erupted. Niu Yi opened his mouth wide and let out a barbaric ox roar that shattered the sky. Ahead, everything was a blinding white, unclear, filled entirely with barbaric ox waves capable of pulverizing the vacuum.

Ye Fan was astonished. This move was similar to a secret technique used by Laozi's mount in the Ziwei Ancient Starfield—a single roar that shattered mountains and rivers, truly terrifying, blocking his path forward.

A figure faster than lightning streaked across the high sky, opening its mouth to spew out a cascade of grand dao laws, like a curtain falling from the heavens.

It launched an assault amidst the terrifying barbaric ox waves, concealing all of its aura. Like a shocking rainbow, it shot past in an instant, leaving behind deadly divine laws.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Ye Fan shot skyward, arriving before his opponent, cutting off its path. His Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist burst forth!

Immediately after exiting the ancient palace, he was repeatedly ambushed, so he indeed needed to display formidable power to deter them. This punch was imbued with all his battle qi, dominating the heavens and earth.

The overwhelming laws shattered, and the figure diving like light had no time to maneuver. It was engulfed by torrents of golden qi and blood, exploding with a bang and dying instantly.

During this process, three more ghostly figures charged over, exhaling divine laws, jointly assailing him.

Ye Fan turned his head, a move like a celestial wolf howling at the moon. His entire being glowed, blazing like the sun, as if chaos had engulfed the universe, and boundless divine energy surged.

He bent his body into a dragon-like curve, soaring horizontally through the air, cleaving the sky and severing all obstacles!

"Puff!", "Puff!", "Puff!"

Blood bloomed like a cloud of mist staining the sky, tragically beautiful and vibrant. The three grand masters were all cleaved in half, their blood splattering in the void, their corpses falling to the earth.

All of this happened in a flash: blocking Lu Dongfa of the Heavenly Feather Tribe, repelling Niu Yi of the Great Strength Ox Demon Race, and then swiftly slaying four grand masters.

Ye Fan stood alone in the sky, his clothes unsullied by blood, facing the experts of various races with calm composure and a hint of a cold smile playing on his lips.

"The Human Saint Body lives up to its reputation. Its combat power has reached such a level that few among the young generation of the Primordial races can compare with you," said Lu Dongfa of the Heavenly Feather Tribe.

In another direction, Niu Yi of the Great Strength Ox Demon Race crackled all over. Hundreds of his bones reconnected, and a dazzling light erupted from within his body, making his thick black fur glow.

"Terrifying! Can he truly compare with the bloodlines of the ancient emperors? His physical strength surpasses that of our race."

All around, figures appeared one after another, densely packed and shadowy, surrounding Ye Fan. All were grand masters; not a single weakling among them.

"No wonder he dared to insult the Emperor's Son and challenge Yuangu; he is indeed very strong." A woman entirely enveloped in raging flames spoke; she was a young expert from the Fire Cloud Race.

"In the Primordial Era, ten thousand races warred, experts were abundant, and rising stars emerged endlessly. The Human Saint Body won't be able to stir up much trouble," said a man with a crystalline jade horn on his forehead, wearing chainmail and with silver hair cascading over his shoulders. He belonged to the Horn Race.

"I've long heard how powerful the Human Saint Body is. Today is a good day to compete, hehe..." A sinister chuckle came from another direction, where black mist swirled, concealing a slender figure. He was an expert from the Hidden Shadow Race.

"While the Human race's kings are rising, our various Primordial tribes have also emerged. Naturally, there will be a fierce struggle between dragons and tigers. Human Saint Body, you certainly have skill, having killed Zi Tiandu, but in this era teeming with experts, you are by no means peerless," said another tall being with blood-red hair cascading over his shoulders, majestic as a mountain, enveloped in dazzling divine light. He was from the Blood Lightning Royal Family.

"Human blood, such a nostalgic taste. I wonder what's different about the Saint Body's blood." A chilling laugh emanated from a woman with a deathly pale face and arms covered in fine silver scales. She was an expert from the Ghoul Race.

From all four directions, various beings emerged, from no less than several dozens of races. Each one was incredibly powerful, among the top few young experts of their respective tribes.

"Be careful. These people are extraordinary, especially a few who are extremely powerful. Enjoy the battle," Qi Luo secretly transmitted.

"You old geezer, keep crying!" Ye Fan really wanted to stamp his shoeprint on Qi Luo's face.

"Puff!"

As he spoke these words, Ye Fan formed a sword seal with his right hand and swiped it through the void. A line of blood appeared, and a head fell from the air.

The people of the Killer Dynasty finally couldn't hold back and attacked. However, they couldn't hide from Ye Fan and were all discovered.

"Zheng! Zheng!" Sword hums resounded. Ten Directions Absolute Kill. Dozens of people formed a sword array, stepping on special array patterns, and jointly attacked Ye Fan.

This was a Great Killing Array, which made the entire divine city grow cold. Chilling light illuminated all directions, piercing to the bone.

The Killer Dynasty cultivated dao through killing, so the ancient arrays they laid out were naturally terrifying. Killing intent permeated the entire sky, and birds flying in the distance were shredded.

"Are you from Hell, or from the Human World?" Ye Fan asked.

No one responded. The dozens of people showed no emotional fluctuations. Like emotionless machines, they simultaneously raised their swords, pointing them at Ye Fan.

"Kill!"

The group roared. The ancient killing array activated, and dozens of sword lights shot out, dazzling like shocked immortals from beyond the realms, cleaving through the sky.

"These are useless against me!"

Ye Fan roared, his black hair swirling. He activated the "All-Encompassing Movement" technique and plunged into the array alone, his fists striking down like two golden mountain peaks, wide and powerful.

"Boom!"

The entire world emitted a blazing light. Golden qi and blood engulfed the area, and vast amounts of divine energy surged wildly.

"Indeed, it's the 'All-Encompassing Movement' technique. Moving through the ancient killing array as if through uninhabited land. As expected of the Saint Body, its combat power has reached such a level," Qi Luo murmured to himself in the ancient palace, nodding.

Ye Fan was unaffected within the killing array. He had long since comprehended the "All-Encompassing Movement" technique to a new realm, moving as easily as if walking on flat ground.

His fists swung, thundering like divine drums. Each strike produced an explosive sound, shattering all forces.

"Boom!"

Finally, Ye Fan brought his fists together and slammed them forcefully in the long sky, releasing a torrent of dazzling light. The ripples of his fist power forced everyone back.

In the center of the battlefield, screams erupted as figures exploded one after another, turning into masses of blood mist, completely pulverized!

"Buzz!"

Just then, a massive silver foot descended from the high heavens, falling like a great peak, crushing down towards Ye Fan's physical body.

All the experts around retreated. Clearly, this was an incredibly powerful figure among the ancient races, immediately aiming to intimidate Ye Fan.

"Clang!"

A sharp murderous aura, like the power of a flying immortal, shot forth. A goddess from the Killer Dynasty had finally made her move, her strength surpassing everyone else's.