Was it him? Was it really him? Right now, this was the question everyone was asking themselves. It was as if thunder rumbled within their chests!
Those who previously believed that this was most likely Ye Fan actually had their suspicions this entire time. After all, three hundred years ago, Ye Fan fell after fighting a bloody battle against an ancient supreme being, so how could he possibly appear again?
At this moment, they were sure that this person was definitely Ye Fan. He really did return. This type of unshakable willpower, ferocious and unmatched methods, as well as that familiar style, apart from him, who else could it be?
It was just a single palm, yet he killed a Divine Court's illustrious Great Sage, moreover destroyed a Great Sage artifact. It was just too terrifying, making everyone shiver inwardly.
The bloody mist scattered. A figure stood there, his body as if cast from divine iron, giving off a type of pressure, towering like a great mountain.
They couldn't sense any dao fragments from his body, not even the slightest bit left behind. Everyone stared blankly for a moment, and then they became convinced, guessing that it was true. He definitely paid a heavy price, only then did he reappear in this world with great difficulty.
Those at this level would be suppressed by the Flying Immortal Battlefield, but it was difficult for the cultivation of a few special individuals to be completely erased. Everyone couldn't sense the slightest dao fragment from Ye Fan's body.
In the end, he paid an unimaginable price in that battle three hundred years ago. After obtaining confirmation, everyone who was originally horrified released a breath of relief.
In their eyes, this could barely be considered 'reasonable'.
Of course, even more people found it hard to accept, feeling like he shouldn't have survived at all.
After confirming his identity, many people's eyes revealed strange expressions. However, not a single person took the initiative to act out. Just now, Ye Fan's display was too powerful, intimidating many people.
"A group of trash!" A youngster with a bare upper body, bronze-colored skin that was robust like a demonic body spoke, his words extremely rude, clearly directed at everyone.
Many people were furious. They were the lords of a region, individuals whose eyes were at the top of their heads. Who dared show them any disrespect?
However, when someone recognized this youth, their expressions changed. He was one of the strongest people in the last three hundred years, Tuoba Mo. He was a true demon king, and very few people dared to offend him directly.
Many people were indignant, but they didn't erupt immediately. They came from the Myriad Heavens and Myriad Realms, and they could be considered the strongest experts in their respective Star Fields. However, they were all at the same level here. Their past glory was nothing. Otherwise, there would not be so many experts following others and giving up on the Emperor's Path.
Tuoba Mo stood there with his arms crossed. He was as dangerous as a ferocious beast, causing the people around him to involuntarily back away from him.
Although he hadn't made it clear that he was targeting Ye Fan, his gaze was filled with aggression. As he scanned Ye Fan's body, there was a kind of wildness and coldness.
On the other side, Yin Tiande's disciple, Yi Ming, walked over with an ancient sword on his back. That sword seemed to have a life of its own and was one with him. With every step he took, the ground would tremble, accompanied by the humming of the sword.
Although he had come for Ye Fan, he also wanted to kill Tuoba Mo.
Ye Fan scanned the crowd and sensed a familiar aura. There were people who were similar to the Overlord, disciples of the Light Shaking Realm, and Sacred Spirits … They were either the inheritors of his enemies, or they were fated to be enemies with him.
"Are you all going to surround and kill me?" Ye Fan's eyes were dim and did not have any shocking luster. However, that kind of calmness made people's hearts palpitate.
"We are here to fight for Senior Ye's reputation. The hero from three hundred years ago cannot be tarnished by someone like you," someone shouted.
The black bottle above Mo Wen's head trembled, and talismans spread out invisibly, secretly strengthening the body of the person shouting in the distance. His words were like thunder, shaking the sky.
"Where were you three hundred years ago? Did you go to the starry sky to help him fight?" Ye Fan asked coldly.
"We admit that you are very strong, but please do not blaspheme the heroic senior. Please respect yourself," another person sternly reprimanded.
There was no lack of people like this at any time. Ye Fan looked at them, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then, he sighed.
Rumble!
The ground trembled, and more people from the other camps arrived. There were even more powerful cultivators, and they surrounded the area like an iron wall.
The people who were alive were not as important as the reputation that had been buried three hundred years ago. He was here in person, but he was not recognized. Instead, he had become the main culprit that had tarnished his heroic reputation.
This was truly ironic. Ye Fan did not say anything. He only looked at these people. There were no powerful ripples emanating from them, and they did not have the soaring Blood Qi of a Divine Physique, but they were still frightening.
"After Senior Ye died, even his heroic soul could not find peace. Friend, you have gone too far." Under the black bottle of the Great Path, Mo Wen's voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated the entire battlefield.
There were so many people, but only he had a bottle formed from the Great Path. That was a combination of cultivation and imprint. It was truly astonishing to be able to have such a performance in the Flying Celestial Battlefield, which was suppressed.
Ye Fan looked at these people for a long time. In the end, he smiled, but it was a bit cold. In the end, these people were afraid and did not want him to return. Now, they were lying through their teeth, and they only wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of him.
However, could he really kill them? Ye Fan took a step forward, and it was as if he had entered an uninhabited land. He looked at everyone, as if he was the king of ten thousand beasts patrolling the forest and facing a pack of wolves.
"Do you think this is interesting?"
Ye Fan stopped, and his eyes became very cold. There was a suffocating aura, and many people's hearts trembled. A person's reputation was like the shadow of a tree. Even though so many years had passed, and they knew that there was a problem with his body, they still felt a bit scared.
"Do you think this is very extraordinary? You humiliate your predecessors, and you are making everyone in the world your enemy." Another person in the distance shouted.
At this moment, many weapons flickered with cold radiance. Many people decided to take action, surrounding Ye Fan here, joining hands to slaughter him!
"I am Ye Fan. Do you all feel like you can succeed by doing this?" His calm words carried a type of dignity. Ye Fan stood there, overlooking everyone.
He looked calm, his words not loud, but this was like a clap of thunder. He took the initiative to bring up the matter, not feeling anger, not feeling grief. He actually had this type of attitude, exceeding everyone's expectations.
"Nonsense! Senior Ye already died in battle three hundred years ago, not even his corpse remaining. The entire world knows this, so who would believe you if you pretend to be him like this?!" Someone shouted fiercely, loudly berating.
Ye Fan really didn't know whether to laugh or feel bitterly disappointed. The expression on his face was extremely complicated, making one feel a bit scared.
"Three hundred years ago, heroes shed blood one after another in the cosmos battlefield. Void Emperor, Ji Zi, Gai Jiuyou, Jiang Taixu … fighting bloodily against the restricted region supreme beings for the sake of people like you really isn't worth it!" Ye Fan's voice was this cold for the first time.
"Three hundred years later, there are no longer any human race holy bodies left in this world. He has already died, can't live anymore!" Someone directly shouted, but this was a bit too impatient.
"Who is profaning the holy body, Senior Ye Fan?"
A great roar sounded from the distance. Figures leapt over one after another like resplendent stars, all of them carrying a type of powerful aura.
There were some whose cultivation hadn't been completely erased. At this time, they appeared, auspicious colors moving through the sky, auras boundless.
There was a group of people who had previously searched for Ye Fan with the heart of a pilgrimage. Now, they finally found traces of him, quickly hurrying over, every single one of them incomparably excited.
"It's Senior Ye, it really is him!" Someone cried out loudly.
They had never seen Ye Fan's true body before, but they had seen his stone statue before. They had seen that type of charm, and it was exactly the same as the one at the center of the battlefield.
"What are you all randomly shouting about?" The devil-like expert Tuoba Mo coldly shouted, sweeping his eyes over those who rushed over.
Everyone was shocked, never expecting this devil to be here. They all slowed down, as if they were facing a great enemy.
"A group of trash!" Tuoba Mo spat out these words again, still directed at both friend and foe. Then, he walked over step by step, finally going to take action against Ye Fan.
"A hundred years ago, before his demonic arts reached the great completion stage, he had previously been chased after by the Blue Flame Spirit. In the end, he miraculously survived." Someone said softly.
In the past, when Ye Fan was training in the human race's ancient path, he had also suffered the hostility of the Blue Flame Spirit, wishing to kill him, yet he survived unharmed.
They had both provoked that existence before, so it was naturally easy for others to associate them together.
Hong!
Like thunder, blood energy rushed into the heavens from Tuoba Mo's skull, flourishing like a vast ocean. When his step descended, the great earth collapsed, and the distant mountain peak trembled, about to collapse.
No one expected him to be so powerful, exceeding all expectations. The power of his flesh was simply heaven defying!
"Could it be that the rumors are true? Fifty years ago, he killed several divine spirits alone, and it wasn't just a rumor?!" Many people were shocked.
On Tuoba Mo's bronze-colored body, every tendon was like a horned dragon. His powerful blood Qi surged, making him look like a demon king. With a cold look in his eyes, he took a second step, and the mountain not far away finally collapsed.
Many people were horrified. This was pure physical power, too powerful!
When Tuoba Mo took his third step, the mountains and rivers swayed, and even the sun and moon lost color. The blood energy around his body rushed into the heavens.
Everyone's expressions changed. Was it because his cultivation hadn't been completely severed, or did his flesh truly possess such world-shaking power? It exceeded common sense, making people suspect that he was the one with the divine body.
"Thirty years ago, when he wasn't far from the great completion of the heavenly art, it was rumored that he had provoked Yin Tiande and was chased by an incarnation created by the Three Pure Ones secret technique. In the end, he survived. Is this also true?"
At this moment, everyone thought of those rumors. Now, it seemed like they might all be true.
Daring to provoke the Blue Flame Spirit, killing many divine spirits, challenging an incarnation of Yin Tiande, these were all accomplishments from hundreds of years ago. When they were added together, it was truly shocking.
Tuoba Mo's aura became more and more powerful, like a demonic god. Flames surged around his body, and the power of his bloodline rose to the peak. He rushed towards Ye Fan, causing the heavens to tremble.
Hong!
He took action. Many people quickly retreated. Fist winds surged, and the pure power of his flesh caused several mountains in front of him to explode and shatter.
"I know, he came from the Eternal Star Field and has the Brahma Battle Physique!" These words immediately caused an uproar.
In the universe, the Brahma Battle Physique, Primitive Devil Physique, Supreme Immortal Physique, and others were the most terrifying bloodlines. It was just that they hadn't appeared for tens of thousands of years, yet Tuoba Mo actually had this kind of physique. No wonder he dared to fight against the divine body.
The heavens exploded, the mountains collapsed, and the earth shattered. However, Ye Fan didn't move in the slightest in the face of all this. He calmly waited for the Brahma Battle Physique Tuoba Mo to attack!
"Have you forgotten about the Eternal Star Field? I am someone who was born in response to calamity. I have the strongest battle physique!" Tuoba Mo coldly said.
Ye Fan didn't say anything. He struck out with his palm, and incomparable light erupted between heaven and earth. This was because it collided with the battle physique's fist.
An enormous sound rumbled like a tsunami, exploding the heavens. Blood splashed everywhere on the spot. Tuoba Mo's hand was covered in blood as he was sent flying.
An expression of disbelief appeared on his face. His hand had already been fractured, yet it couldn't block a casual strike from Ye Fan. This was too shocking.
In reality, he could be proud of himself. If it was any other Great Sage, he would have been smashed into pieces by Ye Fan's attack. However, he had only injured his hand.
Clang!
The divine sword split the sky. Someone else made a move. A sword slashed through the mountains and rivers, aiming straight for Ye Fan's head.
Weng!
The Great Dao Aquarius trembled. Someone from the Alkaid lineage also made a move.
"Three hundred years later, there is no longer a divine body in this world. Dao brothers, join forces and kill him!" someone shouted.
At this moment, many people responded. They were either the followers of the Overlord Physique, the Alkaid lineage, or the people from the Divine Court. They all stood against Ye Fan. Murderous intent pervaded the surroundings and froze this place.
"You dare to be disrespectful to Senior Ye?"
"Senior Ye, we have come to help you!"
At the outermost periphery, the experts who came with the heart of a saint shouted. They had just arrived, and there weren't many of them. However, they couldn't be ignored.
"There's no need. You guys can just watch from the side," Ye Fan said calmly.
After three hundred years, he didn't think he would have to start a massacre again. This was no longer the dark chaotic era. He wanted to kill the Void Sovereign, Gai Jiuyou, and the others who had once protected him.
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