Golden blood no longer looked so remarkable at this moment. It was dim and lusterless, stripped of its ancient glory.
Around the youth stood ten boys of roughly the same age, their faces full of mockery and ridicule as they stared at him, endlessly spewing filth and insults.
They were all Vein Opening Realm cultivators. Though they were the same age, the youth could not cultivate and had long since been left far behind.
Now, one against ten, the youth could only defend passively!
The Ancient Sacred Body's glory had faded, but its body remained as hard as divine iron, with strength enough to uproot mountains.
The ten Vein Opening Realm youths needed to rely on Vein Opening Realm artifacts just to injure him!
Hearing their words, the youth clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Humiliation, unwillingness, fury—all of it was forced down into the depths of his heart.
He was the weak one. No matter what he said, it would be useless.
Only beating them with his fists was the hard truth!
"I'm trash? The ten of you are ganging up on one person, and after an hour, you still haven't put me down. Doesn't that make you even more useless?"
The youth's words were like sharp knives plunging into the chests of the ten boys, stabbing them with unbearable pain!
"Ye Bufan, you're courting death!"
The battle erupted again. One youth charged at Ye Bufan, the treasure sword in his hand flashing with icy light. With a raised hand, he slashed down as though he could cleave space apart.
Ye Bufan turned ruthless. This time, he did not dodge. He raised his arm to block, and the treasure sword immediately cut into it, blood spraying out.
The Ancient Sacred Body was extraordinarily powerful. The sword only made it halfway through before becoming lodged in the bone.
The youth's expression changed in shock. Before he could pull out his sword, Ye Bufan roared and drove his fist straight through his chest. Blood splashed everywhere, covering Ye Bufan's face.
"Puh... urgh... you... madman..."
The youth vomited blood violently as the life force within him drained away at a frantic pace. Before dying, he finally pulled out his sword, intending to perish together with Ye Bufan.
Crack!
Ye Bufan tore off his arm, then kicked him flying. He crashed down in the distance and completely lost his breath.
"Attack together! Avenge Brother Chen!"
The youth called Brother Lin roared. The artifact in his hand was a bright lamp. As he activated it, raging flames surged from its wick and rushed toward Ye Bufan.
The other eight youths all activated their artifacts. Streak after streak of attacking light shot toward Ye Bufan with terrifying force, as though space itself were cracking apart.
Ye Bufan said nothing and broke into a wild sprint, enduring attack after attack. The raging flames scorched his skin black, yet even the searing pain did not make him furrow his brow.
He snatched the bright lamp from Brother Lin's hand and crushed it into fragments with a fierce squeeze.
The sight left the nine of them staring wide-eyed in disbelief.
Was an unawakened Ancient Sacred Body this terrifying?
Crushing an artifact barehanded?
"No... no, no, no!"
Brother Lin was seized by Ye Bufan and lifted into the air by the throat. He shook his head frantically, terror written across his face as a pale yellow liquid streamed from his lower body, foul and pungent.
"You can't kill him! Stop!"
Brother Lin was their only remaining leader. He could not die too!
Crack!
Ye Bufan wrapped his arms around Brother Lin's neck and twisted it off. Blood sprayed all over him, dyeing his entire body red.
Then Ye Bufan swung Brother Lin's headless corpse at a youth charging toward him.
Bang!
The two bodies collided. The youth screamed as his internal organs instantly shattered and his flesh split open. He died in the blink of an eye.
Brother Lin's headless corpse shattered apart as well.
You Old Fossil, Bullying the Young With Your Age, Are You?
Ye Bufan seized one youth's treasure sword and split him in two in an instant. His intestines and organs spilled across the ground as blood gushed like a fountain.
"I'll kill you! You piece of trash!"
A bald youth screamed as he charged forward. His artifact was an axe, which he raised over his head before chopping down fiercely.
It was the same tactic again. Ye Bufan blocked the attack with his other arm, then instantly sliced off the bald youth's head.
The battle abruptly fell still.
The remaining five youths panicked. Their legs trembled, and they were nearly scared senseless. They kept backing away, their bodies shaking and faces pale, unable even to hold their artifacts properly.
Ye Bufan was severely wounded. Golden and crimson blood mixed together—some was his, but more of it belonged to his enemies.
He was like an Immortal King bathed in blood, his bearing terrifying. Even if he was grievously wounded and on the verge of death, he would fight until the final moment!
The battle began again. The five Vein Opening Realm youths had nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. They roared to bolster their courage, charging forward with terror on their faces.
The five surrounded Ye Bufan and attacked at once.
Splurt!
One man's treasure sword pierced Ye Bufan's back. It only entered three inches before getting stuck, unable to move any further. As he tried to pull away, Ye Bufan spun around and threw a punch.
Bang!
Puh!
The blow instantly exploded his head, splattering brain matter and blood over a wide area.
Splurt!
In that instant, the attacks of the other four also pierced Ye Bufan's body.
"Urgh..."
Pain shot through Ye Bufan. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes turned crimson. He fixed his gaze on one youth, lunged forward, grabbed his head, and smashed his own forehead into it with brutal force!
Splurt!
The Ancient Sacred Body was as hard as divine iron. How could that youth possibly withstand it? In an instant, his skull caved in, broken bone jutted outward, and he died moments later.
Ye Bufan roared, seized the youth's corpse, and swung it in a full arc at the other three!
In an instant, one youth was smashed apart!
The other two were sent flying as well. The moment they landed, Ye Bufan pressed forward, slammed one of them into the ground, and severed his neck from behind.
Only one remained!
Though severely wounded, Ye Bufan seemed unable to feel pain. His face was indifferent as he stared at the final youth in the distance.
Picking up a saber from nearby, Ye Bufan slowly walked toward him.
"N-No... don't kill me... I was wrong... I really was wrong!"
The youth sat on the ground and scrambled backward, shaking his head like a rattle-drum. In his daze, he saw a vicious ghost charging toward him.
Boom!
Ye Bufan reached him. Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his saber to kill him.
Suddenly, a powerful force surged through the air and instantly blasted Ye Bufan away.
Puh!
Ye Bufan had fought for so long and forcibly held back his blood, but now, struck by that sudden force, he spat blood wildly.
Crack!
More than half his breastbone shattered. His organs ruptured and shifted out of place, while his meridians snapped.
He fell in the distance and struggled to rise, but could barely move.
An old man with a gloomy expression flew over from the direction of the Dao Yi Immortal Sect. His eyes shone like divine rainbows, and the pressure radiating from his body made space itself groan as spiritual energy rolled backward through the sky.
His mere aura seemed to fill an entire stretch of heaven and earth. A massive force pressed down on Ye Bufan, as heavy as a heavenly mountain.
The old man had a gaunt face, deep-set eyes, a hooked nose, and thin lips. He glanced at the sole surviving youth, murderous intent surging in his eyes.
"Young as you are, yet so vicious—you actually murdered nine fellow disciples!"
The old man looked at the corpses scattered across the ground, fury filling his chest as he stared at Ye Bufan.
He knew this child. An Ancient Sacred Body, renowned far and wide!
But that had been countless tens of thousands of years ago!
After the last Great Accomplishment Holy Body died suppressing the turmoil, it seemed that the Sacred Body's fortune had been exhausted.
The Ancient Sacred Bodies that appeared in later generations found cultivation difficult and could no longer bear the glory of old!
When the Dao Yi Immortal Sect had opened its immortal gates to recruit disciples, Ye Bufan's arrival had caused quite a stir. But afterward, he became the laughingstock of the entire Dao Yi Immortal Sect.
A Great Accomplishment Holy Body could suppress the heavens and battle the Human Emperor.
But so what?
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