Chapter 885: Slaying the Ancient Enemy of Yinghuo Star

The Bleeding Heavenly Rupture Mountain Range echoed with the wails of ghosts and gods. A dirge from hell had begun, and a deluge of blood-red rain poured down, transforming the area into a living purgatory.

Ghostly chirps and wailing howls reverberated through the dark mountains. Untold numbers had perished; lives were cheaper than grass, falling in successive waves.

In the heart of the Heavenly Rupture Mountain Range, the cries of battle shook the heavens, yet nothing could be seen from outside. A vast sea of murderous intent and chaos mingled, forming a barrier that sealed off the central area, a truly heart-stopping sight.

The battlefield was far more terrifying than anyone could imagine, transformed into a veritable slaughterhouse. Powerful individuals fell one after another, their stark white bone fragments streaked with blood, a gruesome sight.

The unparalleled Primordial Killing Array, with its nine formations standing side-by-side, unleashed torrents of deadly light. It scythed through all directions, causing bodies to plummet and cultivators to be dismembered, turning them into crimson mist.

The black shattered mountains were interconnected, each peak covered in a thick, horrifying layer of blood and pulverized bones. The sight alone was enough to make one tremble; not a single intact body remained.

And all this continued. The battle was far from over; the slaughter raged on. Everyone’s eyes were bloodshot; a truce was impossible. There was only one option: fight to the death.

"Ah..." cried a World Lord from the Human World. The Hope of the Ancient Divine Dynasty, a Divine Son, had been killed, his soul pierced and body shattered by a divine arrow. Such brutal violence made the Lord cry out in rage, yet he was helpless.

"Unleash the Human World Killing Formation!" roared another World Lord. Trapped within the deadly array with no escape, he had no choice but to fight desperately.

Three World Lords from the Human World were present, each commanding their subordinates to form their sect's guardian grand formation. A pervasive killing aura enveloped the entire world, making it hazy as they desperately tried to tear open a path to break out.

Yet, it was futile. Before the nine Primordial Array patterns, they were like moths drawn to a flame, bleeding profusely and falling continuously, their bodies dropping in heaps.

Ye Fan stood at the center, facing countless enemies from all directions. Wielding the Myriad Lotus Bow, he ceaselessly fired, slaying an enemy with every arrow—a terrifying deterrent specifically designed to eliminate masters.

"Ah..."

One World Lord screamed as his defenses finally broke under the barrage of forty-nine glowing arrows. An arrow pierced his temple, and he collapsed sideways, a gush of blood accompanying him. He never rose again, his body reduced to shattered remains.

The power of the Primordial Killing Array transformed into divine arrows, possessing invincible destructive force that even kings who had "cut the Dao" found impossible to withstand!

"Hoohoo..."

The Monkey King swung his great staff, sweeping through the ranks like a thousand armies. Thousands of assassins were crushed into pulp by the dark iron staff, their screams filling the air as they met their violent end.

Duan De refrained from killing, instead focusing on operating the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Cover. He held it above their heads, deflecting the occasional incoming Dao principles and lethal light.

"Kill!"

The forces from Hell also charged in. Four Hell Lords arrived, leading a boundless horde of experts. They were everywhere, yet bodies continuously fell from their ranks.

Once the killing formation was activated, even the greatest heroes would be forced to their knees upon entering, utterly helpless. The resistance of these individuals only served to increase their casualties.

"In the past, we were both assassin divine dynasties, yet you betrayed us, casting the Heavenly Court into the abyss and mercilessly trampling upon it. Your actions were truly dark. Now, pay with your blood!"

Ye Fan activated the Golden Scepter, transforming it into a golden dragon that swept forth. Broken bones and blood-soaked earth mingled as bloody corpses piled up into mountains, falling in endless heaps.

The Heavenly Court’s foremost killing weapon had been revived, its power almost irresistible. It enveloped numerous assassins below, turning the area into a river of blood.

"Now, the Heavenly Court has been reborn from the flames; it is a true divine court, unlike its past. Yet you have returned, seeking to eliminate me. In that case, let destruction be your fate!"

Ye Fan stood at the center of the formation platform, his hands moving to control the Heavenly Court Scepter. Bathed in the amplified power of the Primordial Killing Array, it shone with dazzling brilliance. Wherever it passed, only a crimson swath remained.

"Ah..."

The other two World Lords from the Human World screamed as their bodies cracked and disintegrated. Without a doubt, they transformed into two clouds of blood mist, and those around them also shattered. The sight was utterly horrifying.

"Boom!"

With a tremor of the Heavenly Court Scepter, the endless experts from the three factions of the Human World were all obliterated, turning into a gruesome mix of blood and bone. Their blood soaked the black mountains below, leaving them dripping crimson.

Finally, the Heavenly Court Scepter turned and plunged into the domain of Hell, where the four Hell Lords and their forces awaited. Deprived of their inherited sacred weapons, they were like wolves stripped of their fangs and claws.

What followed was a massacre. With a single sweep of golden light, piercing screams filled the air. The Hellish Requiem began to play, a feast for the demon king, chanting a hymn of praise.

The four powerful Hell Lords met violent ends, their bodies reduced to fragments. Under the Heavenly Court’s foremost killing weapon, there was no hope of survival.

It was truly lamentable. They had cultivated for three millennia, proving their Dao through bloodshed, and had finally welcomed the great era of cosmic rule changes. After immense hardship, they had successfully "cut the Dao," yet they could not escape this monumental calamity, ultimately perishing by the very means they embraced.

As for their disciples and followers, it goes without saying: they were all reduced to fragments. Countless individuals were simultaneously severed and killed.

With the complete annihilation of the two ancient assassin divine dynasties, the number of people above the shattered mountains instantly dwindled by more than half. The area became eerily quiet, and even the battle cries faded.

The sight on the shattered mountains was horrifying, too gruesome to behold: broken bones, severed limbs, heads... Blood drenched everything, and a chilling wind howled.

Ye Fan stood on the central formation platform, scanning everyone present, then looked up at the sky and declared, "Now, it's your turn!"

Above them hovered a golden maw thousands of feet long, and a black demonic silhouette taller than the shattered mountains. These were his greatest foes to be eliminated in this battle.

"Is this the ancient star the sages sought? Truly unexpected. They left behind so much; these array patterns are terrifying."

Demonic reverberations, like thunder, rumbled through the Heavenly Rupture Mountain Range. The ten-thousand-foot-long golden alligator circled, struggling to move through the killing formation, preparing to dive.

"Clang!"

Various streams of lethal light erupted simultaneously as several killing formations unleashed their might. Ye Fan dared not underestimate such beings; a divine consciousness had crossed the starry sky with them, cultivating to this level in just over twenty years. The mere thought was terrifying.

Not far away, on another formation platform, the Black Dog shivered, muttering, "Fortunately, it's a primordial spirit that grew, not their true form. Otherwise, we'd be in serious trouble. Truly worthy of an Outer-Domain Deity!"

"Is it very powerful? What rank?" Pang Bo asked from nearby.

"Its true form is likely unfathomable," the Black Emperor said gravely. "Given that it possesses the techniques of an Outer-Domain Deity lineage, it's certainly not easy to deal with."

"Whatever it is, with all nine killing formations activated, let's just kill!" Pang Bo roared fiercely.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan, Pang Bo, the Black Emperor, and others simultaneously activated the nine formation platforms. Wisps of the Great Emperor Wushi's killing aura soared skyward, dispersing all the blood mist.

"Zheng!" "Zheng!"

Killing energy crisscrossed and chaos surged as countless sword energies cleaved horizontally, leaving the golden alligator profusely bleeding and almost shattered.

Its massive body faded, shrinking to the height of a person. It then unleashed an unprecedented secret technique, carving out a section of starry sky, attempting to forcefully sever the void.

"It's useless. This is an Emperor's Killing Formation; all techniques are ineffective," the Black Emperor said, relaxing. Then, with a bark, he enthusiastically began to subdue the fierce bull. He bound the Great Strength Ox Demon Clan's king with divine chains of order, bellowing, "Surrender, my battle pet! Follow the great Black Emperor, and your future will be bright!"

The wild bull roared, refusing to yield. Its bellow was deafening as it angrily declared that, without the array patterns, it could have crushed the Black Dog with a single hoof.

"Lo!" The ten-thousand-foot alligator transformed into a human form, radiating brilliant light. Around it, the sound of Zen chants echoed, as if three thousand golden arhats were reciting scriptures.

A golden ancient temple materialized and hovered, shielding the figure within. It deflected numerous streams of lethal light, as various ancient runes emerged, covering the temple and resisting the onslaught.

"This is a forbidden Buddhist artifact!" The Black Emperor was forced to shift his attention.

So-called forbidden artifacts could only be used a few times before destruction, but they possessed immense, unfathomable power. The divine treasures contained within them were beyond the capacity of any but truly world-shaking great sects to refine.

This particular forbidden artifact was a golden ancient temple, covered with a dense network of flowing Dao patterns. Its defensive power was astonishing, and it exuded an aura of solemn divinity.

The sound of Zen chants permeated heaven and earth, as if a Buddha resided at the ancient temple's core, delivering a sermon, while numerous Buddhist devotees prostrated themselves below, chanting scriptures and worshipping.

It must be said that this golden alligator was incredibly powerful. Now, it had incarnated as a deity, standing at the heart of the ancient temple. Beneath its feet lay the prostrate forms of Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and others, with five-colored blood flowing from them.

This was a bizarre sight, signifying events from ages past, and it dawned on Ye Fan that he had witnessed something similar during his past battles with Li Xiaoman and Hua Yunfei. He realized it must have been the work of the Ancestor, truly powerful.

"Incredible," Duan De exclaimed. "Though this great alligator was suppressed by Sakyamuni, it managed to comprehend an extraordinary Dao by combining it with Buddhist teachings."

"It's not its true form; today, we have nothing to fear from it!" Ye Fan declared, reactivating the nine killing formations and bringing the Heavenly Court Scepter to bear, unleashing a downward bombardment.

"Boom!"

In a fierce collision, even the Buddhist forbidden artifact struggled to hold. The golden alligator roared as the ancient temple slowly cracked, on the verge of collapse.

"Pang Bo, go with Monkey Brother outside the formation and find Li Xiaoman and Hua Yunfei. They likely haven't entered. Kill them on sight!" Ye Fan telepathically instructed, handing the dripping Hell Divine Sword to Pang Bo, and then sent Qi Luo to accompany them in the pursuit.

"Aowhooo..."

The divine consciousness of the Great Accomplished Sacred Body finally made its move. Around it, one hundred and eight blood-red stones orbited like sacred weapons, deflecting the lethal light and countering the Primordial Array.

"These are Soul Blood Stones, extremely rare," Duan De exclaimed in surprise. "Legend has it they can only be found in the outer starry skies. These stones are the favorite of Ghost Saints, as they can amplify soul power and be forged into terrifying weapons."

The fierce ghost was colossal, taller than a mountain. Liu Yunzhi and Wang Yan stood on its shoulders, each activating forbidden techniques that transformed into a shower of light raining down upon the Soul Blood Stones.

"No matter!" Ye Fan declared, with a flick of his hand, he unleashed the three killing formations recovered from the Southern Domain Desert. A total of twelve formations were now operating simultaneously.

"Boom!"

The murderous aura intensified, engulfing the Heavenly Rupture Mountain Range as if the world were being torn asunder. Even great chaotic waterfalls seemed to cascade down.

The Black Emperor's eyes glowed with fervor. "Now," he declared, "it truly begins to show a glimmer of the Primordial Killing Array's true majesty!"

"Roar..."

The ancient temple protecting the golden alligator collapsed, finally shattering into fragments. The Alligator Ancestor's avatar was nearly severed inch by inch, severely wounded. Simultaneously, half of the fierce ghost's one hundred and eight Soul Blood Stones were pulverized into dust. Its form trembled violently, and it roared incessantly.

On its shoulders, Liu Yunzhi and Wang Yan screamed, consumed by hatred for Ye Fan. They had never imagined that even the personal arrival of the fierce ghost would result in such peril.

Across the Heavenly Rupture Mountain Range, other enemies shrieked repeatedly. Broken bones and fresh blood splattered everywhere, showering the shattered peaks and flowing down the black mountain slopes, a boundless terror akin to purgatory.

Ye Fan's expression remained indifferent. He raised the Myriad Sorrow Bow, aimed it at the two figures on the fierce ghost's shoulder, and asked, "What do you have to say now?"

"You... won't live much longer!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Ye Fan instantly drew his bow. Two dazzling golden beams shot forth, illuminating the entire sky, and shattered the bodies of the two individuals, leaving only their two heads to roll downwards.

"You're still too green!"

The golden alligator roared, and inexplicably, it and the fierce ghost appeared directly before the formation platform. Using some unknown secret technique, they absorbed and discharged killing light. Though their bodies were severely damaged, on the verge of shattering, they had nevertheless closed the distance.

"Your body has finally matured; it belongs to me now!" The fierce ghost's voice sent shivers down one's spine.

"Is that so?" Ye Fan sneered. From his glabella, a small cauldron flew out, then flipped over, unleashing an immense torrent of nine-colored flames that instantly engulfed everything in front of him.

"Ah!" Shrill screams ascended to the nine heavens and plunged into the nine netherworlds.