The Flying Immortal Battlefield was not peaceful. A large number of people were moving out. They belonged to different camps, but at this time, they all had the same goal — to find Ye Fan.
The vegetation was lush, and strange beasts were roaring. This was a hilly area. A group of people with a murderous aura passed by. The coldness caused the leaves on the trees to wither, as if an autumn blade had swept past.
They were clad in metal armor that flickered with a cold light. They were like a group of celestial soldiers descending to the lower realm. Each of them had the battle prowess of the Great Sage level, and they were not inferior to the strongest people of the Ancient Heaven in the past.
"What's the difference between a man who made the Overlord suffer a loss? Three hundred years have passed, and many things have changed. They are no longer the same as before! "
A person said coldly. The iron clothes on his body clanked. These people looked ruthless and had a powerful aura. They were all experts.
They came from the same camp and followed the same person. Each of them was a man of few words. They were like gods and devils who had broken free from the shackles of hell. They were very cold.
They were the Overlord's followers. Some of them came from the Overlord's ancestral star, while others met him in the star field and followed him ever since.
In the past, Ye Fan had experienced countless battles and swept through the human race's ancient road. He was invincible all the way, but the battle with the Overlord was undoubtedly extremely difficult. In that battle, his blood splashed across the starry sky, and he suffered serious injuries. Throughout his life, there were not many times that he was in such a dangerous battle, where his saint blood was surging wildly.
Although the Overlord was defeated in that battle, it could not be considered a great humiliation. He was only slightly behind. Moreover, that time, Ye Fan had activated the divine restriction. Otherwise, the Overlord might have had a chance.
In fact, the Overlord was definitely a peerless expert in that generation. However, many people only remembered that he was defeated, but they neglected the inside story of that battle, which involved the divine restriction domain.
He was a peerless fierce person who had been severely underestimated. In the Emperor's Road Battle for Supremacy, he had great potential and qualifications. If he had enough opportunities, it would not be a problem for him to become a sovereign in the world.
In another region, there was a group of experts on the vast land. Black mist surged there, as if a group of unrivalled demon kings had appeared in the mortal world. Moreover, there were many of them, and there were already more than twenty of them.
Wherever they passed, birds and beasts would flee in fright. All creatures were horrified, because the aura of death was too strong. The one in the lead was a death knight who wore black armor and had underworld mist curling about him.
"The Underworld is the home of all spirits. How can it be without a Divine Body …"
A cold and faint voice sounded out like the sigh of the god of death, and it caused one's hairs to stand on end upon hearing it. It was filled with the aura of death, and it seemed to have come from the Netherworld.
They came from the Underworld, and only a few leaders had their own consciousness. The other death knights were powerful war tools that were summoned and did not have their own consciousness.
Of course, the emperor road powerhouse who hurried over from the underworld didn't personally appear, only a few of his followers. Right now, he was fighting in Great Imperial Pass, fighting in secret, not arriving here yet.
In front of the grand waterfall, a man's upper body was bare. His bronze body was exceptionally robust, possessing explosive power. His eyes were filled with a wild radiance.
"Three hundred years have passed, the times have changed. Human Race Divine Body, you have already grown old!"
With a hong sound, the great waterfall flowed in reverse, actually flowing in reverse. The several thousand zhang giant waterfall was actually like this under a short shout, it was simply too shocking.
It was because this wasn't the result of magical force, but rather the result of a type of terrifying sound wave. Moreover, his ocean-like blood energy surged, actually making the mountains and valleys tremble, many mountain peaks cracking apart.
This was a representative figure among late stage experts, one of the most powerful individuals in the last three hundred years. His name was Tuoba Mo, his words and actions all like a demon, completely unrestrained, extremely domineering.
In the past, he had previously killed quite a few old Great Sage's, massacring undying holy lands. His methods were cruel, his actions vicious.
At this time, his eyes were like a hawk's, thick black hair scattering down his bronze body, giving him a type of demonic nature.
In front of a thatched cottage, a green-clothed youngster sat under an ancient tree, an ancient sword resting on his knees. He looked otherworldly, possessing a type of otherworldly aura.
"Everyone said that something unexpected happened to you. In that case, there is no need to inform my master. Divine Body Ye Fan, you've made my master feel regret for three hundred years. Back then, I couldn't find you anywhere, unable to kill you with a single strike. Today, I will fight in my master's place, bring this grudge to an end. "
He was Yin Tiande's first disciple, named Yi Ming. His attainments in formation patterns were profound, his fighting strength even more world shocking, extremely powerful. He had previously swept through several ancient paths alone.
Weng!
The ancient sword on his knees released a light cry. Even without the support of dao laws and magical force, it still rushed into the heavens like a waterfall, piercing through the clouds and splitting the skies, terrifying to the extreme.
"Is it really him? To be able to survive after fighting a supreme being to the death, this is simply a miracle!"
"Wrong, from now on, he no longer exists in this world. That is only a demonic evildoer, nothing more. We only need to kill him!"
The Flying Immortal Battlefield was vast, magnificent mountains and rivers everywhere. The territory was just too large. The region Ye Fan passed through was a place of unrest, a great upheaval starting.
"Three hundred years later, there will no longer be a Divine Body Ye Fan in this world. Anyone who dares to use his name will be killed without exception!"
Wind whistled and beasts roared. The mountains and rivers were filled with an austere aura. Large groups of people were moving, killing intent covering the sun, making this entire battlefield tremble.
All of the experts moved out, advancing towards a certain direction. Many people acted as if they were facing a great enemy, as if they were going to surround and kill a matchless demonic lord!
Even though there were all types of rumors saying that there was a great problem with that person's body, or else he wouldn't have only appeared today, that name was too resounding, making some enemies not dare to act carelessly, all of them being incomparably cautious.
This was a group of people who were hostile towards Ye Fan. Perhaps they had grievances with him in the past, or perhaps it was because his existence was blocking some people's path, so they had to forcefully move him aside.
However, on the surface, not a single person dared to openly declare that they wanted to kill the Divine Body Ye Fan. They all raised the banner of fighting for Senior Ye's reputation and honor.
No one dared to go against the general trend. If they were truly unrestrained and dared to do such a thing, they would definitely be drowned in the spit of the world in the future, and even if they didn't die, their name would stink for many years to come.
This group of people were just this cold-blooded. In today's era, they dared to stand out and sharpen their blades without prior consultation. However, there were also some people who were afraid and beating their drums, hoping to eliminate them all.
Of course, there were also many people who were pursuing Ye Fan's footsteps with a heart of pilgrimage. They were both excited and anxious.
The Flying Immortal Battlefield was vast, and this was only the great fluctuation in the outer regions. It hadn't reached the depths of the battlefield yet, and only the region where Ye Fan had appeared before was in turmoil.
In the following two days, Ye Fan sensed a strange atmosphere. He had the blood crow descend onto the ground, turn around, and then return along the same path.
"You should leave." Ye Fan said to the blood crow, no longer using it as a means of transportation.
"I'm not leaving. I didn't know it was you in the past, and I've offended you, but now …" The blood crow wasn't willing to leave.
Ye Fan shook his head. Following at his side was destined to be extremely dangerous. Even though he lost his magical force, he still had a powerful intuition, and he sensed the abnormalities during these past two days.
The blood crow Great Sage wasn't willing to leave, and was willing to become his follower. His attitude was extremely firm.
Ye Fan gave him a look, and didn't say anything else. He took steps forward, entering the mountains and rivers. There were forests, silver waterfalls, and blood crows spread their wings. However, it was difficult to see his figure from the heavens above.
A day later, Ye Fan officially encountered a large group of people in a spacious area.
There weren't many words exchanged. There were more than twenty riders rushing over from the other side. The entire great earth trembled, and large cracks appeared one after another. This was a group of death knights.
They carried a heavy deathly energy, as if they crossed through time and space from the underworld. The sound of hooves rumbled, as if thunder was exploding. This officially opened up the strange atmosphere of this day, turning a type of tacit understanding into a murderous disaster.
The people of the underworld arrived first. They wanted to bring away Ye Fan. Only the leaders had their own consciousness, but the other death warriors all had the body of the Great Sage. They were all people who died in battle in the ancient times.
Black mist overflowed into the heavens, carrying an ominous aura and deathly aura. It drowned out the entire open battlefield. Wind and thunder rose together, turning into the angry roar of fate.
"You have already died before. The end of reincarnation will see eternity. The underworld is your final resting place!" The knight in the lead shouted.
Ye Fan stood there, steady like a boulder. Only when he saw the twenty or so riders approach, that one zhang long black halberd about to descend on his head, did he start to move.
Dang!
A light sound rang out. The great halberd in the hands of the knight at the very front directly exploded. Black divine metal pieces shot in all directions, immediately injuring many people behind him.
Ye Fan's face was expressionless. He rushed over, his movements inconceivably fast. He destroyed a Great Sage artifact with a single fist, unleashing a great massacre here.
These people were extremely powerful. They were all formidable figures when they were alive, their names shaking a region. They all had great origins in the past. After they died, they fell into the underworld, turning into yin soldiers and generals, becoming tools of war. They had copper muscles and iron bones, possessing vajra unbreakable bodies.
Unfortunately, they encountered Ye Fan. His physique was even more tyrannical. He was like a phantom, flickering left and right, inconceivably fast. His palms surpassed the most powerful holy artifacts.
A moment later, Ye Fan's fist pierced through the head of the one in the lead, continuously attacking with unmatched divine might. There was no blood that splashed out, only the body collapsing. They were all blasted into broken bones and bloody mist.
Ye Fan silently stood in place for a bit, and then he continued on his way. His clothes were simple, given to him by the youth White Night. Now, he looked like an ascetic cultivator.
"I previously heard that you pretended to be the human race's heroic holy body Ye Fan. Senior's heroic name and glory cannot be tarnished. Today, I will crucify you to death on a bloody cross!"
It was another encounter. This time, there were especially many people. People from many different camps gathered together, perfectly blocking up this ancient battlefield, surrounding this place until not even a drop of water could trickle through.
The one in the lead was a middle-aged man who held a spear. His voice and expression were fierce, seated on a Green Qilin Beast. The great spear was two zhang in length, making him look extremely bold and powerful.
This was a peak Great Sage, one of the disciples Divine Hall's lord took in without a true master and disciple relationship. He had also left his name on the crystal monument, arriving here.
He and a group of people were all followers of the emperor lord's son. However, the one they were protecting was currently in Great Imperial Pass, not appearing here.
At this time, the great spear in his hands pointed at the space between Ye Fan's brows, hinting to the surrounding people. His eyes revealed a cold expression, preparing to attack.
Regardless of whether it was in the past or now, Ye Fan wouldn't tolerate anyone pointing a Great Sage artifact at his immortal platform. Even when facing so many people, all of them Great Sage, he still responded powerfully.
He left behind an afterimage in his original location, and then took action from within the army of ten thousand. His movements were too fast, ferocious like thunder, a single palm smashing apart that great spear.
Everyone cried out in alarm. This was a group of Great Sage from many camps. Ye Fan's attack was fast and ferocious, but it made everyone's minds jump.
Divine Hall's lord's disciple in name roared out, doing everything he could to resist. However, it was futile. Ye Fan used a killing blow, his palm like a heavenly monument, directly hacking down.
The great spear had long shattered, and this palm's power didn't stop. With a pu sound, this person's fists were smashed apart, and then it hacked down on his head.
Without any suspense, the Great Sage's head exploded like a watermelon, blood splashing in all directions. Moreover, Ye Fan didn't stop, taking advantage of the momentum to descend. That Green Scaled Beast that was tearing at him also turned into a bloody paste on the spot.
At this moment, the entire valley became quiet. It was just a single palm. Ye Fan's palm descended, smashing apart the great spear, smashing apart the Great Sage's head, killing the Desolate Ancient Variant Green Scaled Beast.
This place immediately became quiet to the extreme, deathly silent.
In the distance, there were some people with black great dao vases floating above their heads, some with their upper bodies exposed, some with tyrant blood flowing through their bodies … right now, all of their eyes turned into blazing divine radiance.
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