Countless years have passed without end, and even as eras have been overturned one after another like waves, the Underworld has remained everlasting, like an ever-blooming dark flower rooted in the dark side of this universe, one of the most terrifying Dark Turmoil since ancient times.
They appeared in a spatial tunnel, accompanied by the howling of dark thunder. The sounds of battle seemed to travel through time, coming from the years left behind by the dead. A troop of iron cavalry charged out, their armor and horses exuding a thick aura of death.
The thousands of Underworld troops had been wiped out by the space tunnel, leaving only a few dozen survivors. All of them were top-tier Great Saint Realm, with several possessing the combat power of a young Supreme.
They arrived at the Flying Immortal Battlefield, traversing an extremely distant space, and paid a heavy price for it.
"That hateful Quasi-Emperor has his eye on us, even trying to jump with us along with the array platform. To get rid of him, we didn't hesitate to rewrite the array platform, losing 99% of our believers. Now, only a few dozen of us commanders and flag bearers remain." The leader was shrouded in darkness, with only a Sisi of life flame flickering within his cold, lifeless light. He looked extremely critical, yet his aura was powerful and very strange.
A strange look flashed in the eyes of the people beside him. "That person's strength is probably not just that of someone who has just entered the Quasi-Emperor. He may have already reached the third level or higher. If we are caught up with, forget about hunting down Sacred Body; we might die instantly under the slap of a Quasi-Emperor."
Holding a halberd, shrouded in a thick aura of death, the halberd-wielder, as if he had stepped out of the underworld, raged, "What's there to be afraid of? He's just a Quasi-Emperor. We still have Supreme beings in our Underworld. During the Dark Turmoil, we witnessed the return of the Beginningless One and the resurrection of the Empress without Wushi. How can we fear a Quasi-Emperor who hasn't even reached his peak yet!"
They fell silent, having reached the Flying Immortal Battlefield. Now, all they needed to do was focus on their mission: to retrieve the Sacred Body using the Iron Chains of the Underworld.
"Even if someone survives a Supreme- level battle, they must have suffered immense damage. Who knows, the once invincible Sacred Body, capable of suppressing the entire universe's younger generation, might now be nothing more than a sickly, ordinary person!"
"This is the perfect opportunity for us to nip this in the bud, eliminate this prodigy, and let one leaf Shrouding the Heavens!"
After a day's journey, they finally met ahead.
A blood-red figure flashed in the sky, spreading its wings to Shrouding the Heavens. It was a Great Sage- level Blood Crow. What made the Underworld Iron Cavalry focus was not the raven itself, but the figure standing on its back. It had black hair and black eyes, and its green robes flowed freely. It did not have a trace of divine power fluctuation!
" Sacred Body Ye Fan!" The Underworld Commander, wielding the Fangtian Halberd, immediately rushed out, eager to strike first and establish unparalleled merit. Ye Fan, who showed no trace of divine power, was considered a cripple by the Commander. If the Commander could personally capture or even kill him, the entire universe would know his name, and he would receive the best training in the Underworld. Perhaps becoming a great Underworld General was not impossible.
A thick black mist billowed into the sky, an ominous aura that all the geniuses of the universe feared deeply. It was an aura of the dead and ruin, and in an instant it covered the entire Flying Immortal Battlefield, which stretched for dozens of miles around. Everything shrouded in darkness fell into a deathly silence!
"Why reappear someone who has already died? The dust of time is your true home. Come back to the Underworld with me and I will send you to your true rebirth!" The Underworld Iron Cavalry roared, swinging the halberd that had transformed into a halberd tens of meters long. The sound surged, and the halberd was very heavy, smashing towards Ye Fan's crown.
boom!
A surge of blood energy rose from the top of Ye Fan's head.
The abundant golden blood transformed into a diffused light, piercing through the heavens and the sea of clouds, shattering all the black mist, destroying the so-called ruin and Destruction, bringing light to the world, and instantly knocking away the charging Netherworld iron cavalry.
He flew off and fell into the army of the Underworld, looking rather listless.
The people of the Underworld fear things that are extremely yang and strong, especially the blood of the most outstanding Sacred Body. This medicine that pierces the heavens and covers the earth is a deadly poison to him, not to mention that he just faced everything and was almost overwhelmed by the golden blood energy.
" The Sacred Body is not destroyed!?" The people of the Underworld were shocked.
Ye Fan stood atop the Blood Crow, appearing indifferent and devoid of any divine power. He seemed like an ordinary person, with little distinguishing feature except for his consistent demeanor. He gazed expressionlessly down at the so-called death hunters.
"Whether I'm crippled is still a question, but you are definitely crippled!" Ye Fan said calmly, expressionless, not changing color at the appearance of the people from the Underworld, as if he had expected it, and was very indifferent at this moment.
Amidst the horrified gasps of the people in the Underworld, Ye Fan extended a golden arm that Shrouding the Heavens.
Rumble
The pressure came down, crushing everything in its palm to dust. The previously arrogant Underworld cavalry turned to powder, leaving only a few wisps of spirits to emerge from beneath the golden ripples, trying to escape.
"Since we're already here, let's stay here forever," Ye Fan whispered.
Their souls failed to escape and were completely crushed by Ye Fan, then fed to the Blood Crow. Great Sage- level souls are very beneficial to this type of ferocious bird.
"I'm beginning to understand where the despair of the younger generation when facing you came from." Blood Crow cast a grateful glance at Ye Fan, and at the same time, his respect for Ye Fan increased dramatically. He began to genuinely assist him and become his mount.
Ye Fan remained silent and sat down on the spot.
"You should leave. A great battle is about to erupt here. All those who have ever been my enemies, and all those who wish to be my enemies, will appear. It will be the largest battle in the entire Flying Immortal Battlefield," Ye Fan told Blood Crow, as if he had a premonition.
"I," Blood Crow wanted to refuse, but the thought of the terror of those vicious people made him shudder.
"I'll go watch the game from a distance and come pick you up when you're done!"
Ye Fan laughed, "Are you so sure I'll win? What if I lose? They might consider you my accomplice, and it would be such a waste to eliminate them all."
Blood Crow Raven shook his head solemnly, "Three hundred years ago, you Human Sacred Body, a title earned by the nine Sacred Body who fought against the heavens. But now, you are actually Sacred Body of the entire universe. The turmoil three hundred years ago has made the term 'Sacred Body ' no longer limited to the Human Race."
"Let's not even talk about your unparalleled power and invincibility."
Even if you were to lose, no Youren would come to your aid. The entire universe remembers your achievements. Even your former enemies have remembered your kindness for the past three hundred years and are grateful for your heroic sacrifice.
Ye Fan shook his head. "If I die, they will actually respect me more, because I will no longer be a threat, and they won't recommend praising me."
But now I am alive.
(End of this chapter)