Chapter 860: Yuanxu Realm

## Chapter 862: The Primordial Ruins Realm

“This is bad!” Everyone from Primordial Lake changed color. Ye Fan’s current aura was alarming; his heart was clearly filled with an invincible conviction, which was not a good sign. To say things like, “I’ll let you resurrect, then kill you every time you come back until your will crumbles,” showed just how immense his confidence was.

People couldn’t help but change color, and many stirred restlessly. This was the bloodline of an ancient emperor, yet someone dared to face him with such an attitude. What did he take him for?

A saint from the Starfall Stone Workshop muttered to himself, “This is how it must be on the path to becoming an Emperor: I am invincible! No matter if you are a king, an ancient prince, or even an emperor resurrected in his youth, anyone who blocks my path will be annihilated with a single punch. The path of ancient emperors has always been forged with bones and blood.”

Yuan Gu, having resurrected, had veins throbbing on his forehead and his hair flying in anger. Being killed multiple times today had suffocated him with frustration. He was an incredibly proud individual, yet now he was repeatedly struck down.

Ah... He let out a long roar, shaking the Nine Heavens with a rumble as if the sky itself was about to fall. He unleashed various secret arts, but none could withstand the might of the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist. He was sent flying, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.

Bang! Ultimately, the Emperor Yuan Dao Sword was shattered once more, its chains of order snapping and falling like pearls, streaking across the ground.

Pfft! Yuan Gu cried out, and for the third time, he was blasted by Ye Fan along with his sword. He transformed into a bloody light, fleeing hundreds of feet away, and resurrected using the Primordial Light Reincarnation Wheel. In this world, every technique has a price. He resurrected himself, but it consumed a portion of his origin, causing his face to lose some color and his glow to dim slightly.

From his glabella, wisps of dark blood seeped out, staining his face. The Emperor Yuan Dao Sword flickered and vanished, no longer appearing. It was suppressed by the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, rendering it useless to be unleashed again; this forbidden technique was completely broken.

“Kill!” At this moment, every pore of Ye Fan’s body connected with heaven and earth. Limitless essence surged into him, making him radiate immense light. Every punch seemed to command the will of the Great Dao, unparalleled. The heavens in all directions moved with his fists.

Yuan Gu’s expression changed drastically. Although his secret arts emerged endlessly, he couldn’t withstand this technique. This boxing style was too overbearing; with the ‘I am invincible’ will and conviction, the punch power was terrifying. Especially the six vague, ancient worlds; each rotation had a grinding power that threatened to shatter Yuan Gu’s bones.

Pfft! Blood rained down as Yuan Gu was sent flying by Ye Fan, propelled hundreds of feet away. The golden fist shattered the void; nothing could stop it.

“You truly surprise me...” Yuan Gu’s every bone turned to powder. He painstakingly recovered, slowly getting up from the ground. He realized that he had to break Ye Fan’s state of mind, otherwise he would face certain defeat. With such an invincible conviction, Ye Fan would dare to slay even gods; it was an attitude of absolute supremacy.

Click, clack... Yuan Gu ambled, like a black phantom, swaying left and right, leaving only hollow footsteps. The heavens and earth grew dim, becoming incredibly eerie. A black shadow lingered, like a ten-thousand-year-old specter haunting the area, circling Ye Fan incessantly, as if just escaped from hell, ready to pounce at any moment.

Swoosh! Ye Fan, following the techniques described in the Heavenly Court Killing Scripture, began an onslaught akin to the return of a grim reaper. He suddenly vanished, reappeared in an instant, and launched a terrifying assault.

Bang! The Six Paths Reincarnation Fist was unparalleled, collapsing the void. Yuan Gu suffered broken bones and torn muscles, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood, and was sent flying several times, almost instantly killed.

“To think I’ve been forced to this point...” He wiped the blood from his mouth, muttered coldly to himself, then suddenly looked up, his eyes becoming terrifyingly menacing. His eyes were as deep as the sea; his left eye transformed into a black sun, and his right eye into a bloody moon, appearing to devour one’s primordial spirit, drawing one in like moths to a flame. He stood there silently, like a black demonic mountain, seemingly capable of crushing this world, striking fear into everyone’s hearts. A strange aura diffused outwards, causing all observers in every direction to feel a chill of dread and involuntarily take a few steps back.

Yuan Gu’s aura was completely different now. It was as if he had begun a new life, transformed into a different person, like a resurrected demon god confronting all living beings. Suddenly, a clanging sound rang out. Electric sparks flared in Yuan Gu’s eyes, like divine weapons humming softly. The world instantly turned pitch black. Physical bodies could no longer move! Everyone was greatly astonished. Even those dozens of miles away felt this sensation, unable to move a single step, frozen in place.

What happened? This was the question in everyone’s mind.

“Go!” Among them, some peerless powerhouses acted, sweeping their sleeves to carry away those who couldn’t move from the plain, sending them far away. Only then did they regain their freedom. “The forbidden ultimate secret art from Emperor Yuan’s scripture, written before his passing!” At this moment, people almost suffocated, immediately thinking of this possibility. Yuan Gu, who had severed three paths to immortality, couldn’t have only mastered the Emperor Yuan Dao Sword; he must have other divine arts. Of course, an ancient emperor’s ultimate secret art contained the core essence of their entire life. Even a Great Saint would find it difficult to fully comprehend it. Yuan Gu could at most learn two or three styles; any more would be impossible.

At the center of the battlefield, Ye Fan felt his body was difficult to move, restrained by an unknown force. An ominous aura surged around him. “Is this another one of Emperor Yuan’s forbidden techniques?” he muttered to himself, not panicking, because the opponent’s physical body hadn’t moved a step either. Only Yuan Gu’s eyes became increasingly terrifying. The world grew darker and darker until it was pitch black. Even the Celestial Eye could barely see through it; everything was hazy. This was the distortion of space by Dao principles.

Yuan Gu’s cold, emotionless voice rang out from a distance, saying, “To force me to even unleash an ancient emperor’s forbidden technique, you can die with pride.”

His left eye, transformed into a black sun, actually flew out, pressing down on people like a great mountain. His right eye, transformed into a bloody moon, also shot out. Eerie power surged forward, aiming to suppress and kill. Ye Fan was startled. He was bound, unable to move a single step. How could he counter?

Suddenly, divine light burst forth from his eyes, and the Heaven Source Eye opened. He saw wisps of Dao principles densely woven around the area, sealing off everything, including Yuan Gu’s own physical body. Only spiritual power could move.

Ye Fan let out a cold snort. His Heaven Source Eye shone brilliantly, carving out wisps of Dao patterns in the sky with his gaze, drawing upon the source energy beneath the entire land.

Boom! The bound void vibrated violently. Endless light and flames surged up, together refining the black sun and bloody moon, and impacting towards Yuan Gu’s physical body.

“Primordial Ruins Realm!” Yuan Gu’s voice remained cold, uttering these three words unhurriedly, each word clear and ringing like metal tearing through the air.

The surroundings instantly grew darker. Source energy vanished, isolated from the earth. They appeared in a primordial void, dim and endless. This was like a ruined world, full of desolation, with only decay, chill, and silence. There was nothing else. Ye Fan found that he was truly standing in another dimension. The ancient emperor’s ultimate secret art was indeed mysterious and unfathomable. It had transported him to the Primordial Ruins Realm, where he still couldn’t move.

“Yuan Gu, are you afraid? You lost to me in physical combat, and now you want to duel with my divine consciousness? I’ll grant your wish and shatter your will!”

“The battle has just begun! When have I ever lost? You cannot shake my conviction to become an Emperor. You will surely die by my forbidden technique!” Yuan Gu replied.

Boom! A black sun appeared, accompanied by a bloody moon. They rushed forward together, then both erupted with endless light and divine energy, transforming into a pair of human figures. The black sun cracked, and a man in black-gold battle armor emerged, holding a black iron halberd. His demonic might was world-shaking, his dominance boundless. The bloody moon cracked, and a youth in blood-red robes rushed out. Above his head floated a large red bell, resonating softly, wreathed in bloody chaos. He advanced step by step, strangely defiant of heaven. These were manifestations of his divine consciousness, usually nurtured within his eyes, giving birth to two deities. No one knew that these were spirits cultivated using Emperor Yuan’s secret techniques.

Ye Fan scoffed coldly, completely unfazed. He had considerable experience and understanding in cultivating divine consciousness, and was full of confidence. A flash of light from his glabella, and a golden little figure stepped out, holding a four-edged divine whip over three feet long, with twenty-six segments, each bearing a supreme Dao rune. Treating the physical body as a temporary station, the myriad heavens as a journey, and the spirit as the foundation – this was a secret method recorded in the Divine Spirit Valley scripture, which had greatly inspired him. The golden little figure from his glabella, wielding the God-Slaying Whip, transformed into a golden lightning bolt and rushed forward, specifically striking at divine consciousness, attacking Yuan Gu.

“Jing!” The large red bell vibrated softly, emitting ripples that targeted divine consciousness, causing Ye Fan’s heart to tremble and his primordial spirit to become unstable, almost collapsing. He couldn’t help but be shocked; the opponent’s divine consciousness attack was indeed unique. After stabilizing himself, the golden figure wielded the God-Slaying Whip and charged forward. Its power was unparalleled, the result of countless trials. Back then, his divine consciousness couldn’t even touch this whip, which caused great harm to his spiritual sense. But now, it had become his special weapon, exclusively for the use of his primordial spirit.

Ahead, the demon-god-like figure from the black sun, clad in gleaming black-gold armor, holding a dark, shimmering iron halberd, met him, blocking the God-Slaying Whip with a resounding clang.

“What?! You... you also have a primordial spirit weapon?” Yuan Gu was clearly surprised. Ye Fan was also extremely shocked. The iron halberd in black-clad Yuan Gu’s hand, and the large bell atop red-clad Yuan Gu’s head, were actually weapons specifically forged to deal with primordial spirits, like the God-Slaying Whip. They were secret treasures, though their exact rank was unknown.

A storm surged in Yuan Gu’s heart. Such secret weapons were extremely difficult to forge, and few understood them. They were specifically for striking primordial spirits, and could often deliver an instant kill. Ye Fan was horrified, and a cold shiver ran down his spine. If it were an ordinary person, they would have certainly been reduced to ashes. Yuan Gu had prepared a lethal technique for him! Because he knew clearly the terrifying consequences of such weapons like the God-Slaying Whip striking a primordial spirit. Even a Grand Luo Immortal would find it hard to save someone.

The two battled fiercely. Yuan Gu, with a single thought, manifested two deities: one wielding a dark iron halberd, the other with a large red bell above his head. Their offense and defense were formidable. Clang! Ye Fan fought hard. The weapons in the hands of the two deities were not as good as the God-Slaying Whip, but the opponent possessed special primordial spirit secret arts that could boost their power many times over.

“Master one principle, comprehend all!” After retreating a distance, Ye Fan smiled coldly, his mind clear. He activated the ‘Soldier’ character secret art with his primordial spirit to seize the opponent’s weapons.

Clang! Dong! The iron halberd hummed, and the red bell roared. Yuan Gu let out a strange cry, almost dying from the backlash. He said grimly, “Your secret art is indeed extraordinary; it can seize control of any weapon. Fortunately, I was prepared.” He suppressed the two primordial spirit weapons, and then the two deities transformed back into a black sun and a bloody moon, colliding with each other and weaving out chains of divine order, densely filling the Primordial Ruins Realm.

Ye Fan cried out, “Not good!” The golden little figure turned and, holding the God-Slaying Whip, plunged into his glabella, taking shelter within. Within the Primordial Ruins Realm, chains of order densely covered the area, all targeting primordial spirits. It was as if Yuan Gu had set up an inescapable killing array, terrifying beyond measure. One must know, this was a secret art created by Emperor Yuan; these chains of divine order must be the ultimate expression of the Dao. Once such a killing array was formed, who could resist it? To trap a primordial spirit here would certainly mean death. Emperor Yuan’s ultimate secret arts were indeed one more powerful and terrifying than the last. This special secret realm was effectively a purgatory!

“Let’s see how you survive,” Yuan Gu said coldly, hidden within the Primordial Ruins Realm. “Human Saint Body, I will refine your sacred bone skull into a crystalline wine cup, to be my eternal treasure.”

“Actually, I also think this battle should end,” Ye Fan shouted. “The path of a great emperor is paved with many corpses. Today, you will be the first ancient emperor’s bloodline to fall at my feet, forging my path to emperorship!”