Chapter 232: Blood-Stained Flair

"Dozens of Primordial Ancestor Kings, plus the Thousand-Hand God Demon, you three Great Saints, have you come to the Zi Wei Ancient Star Region to slaughter billions of living beings?!"

"The youth Lao Fengzi was covered in blood, yet his aura was like a sharp sword, its edge leaking out, his voice utterly cold."

"He came like a supreme demon lord crossing myriad worlds, and even facing dozens of ancestor kings alone, he showed not the slightest fear! 'Do you think you can stop us with just one person?'"

"On the warship, the Primordial Ancestor King resembling a divine phoenix had eyes cold and indifferent."

"As Lao Fengzi said, they were sealed in the divine source, drifting in the dark, boundless universe, having lost their direction."

"No one knows how many millions of years they drifted, but finally, by a fortunate coincidence, they arrived at a living ancient star."

"Their lifespans were few, describable as thin as a spider's silk, and they could reach the end of their lives at any moment."

"'Don't waste words with him; with so many of us taking turns, we'll surely wear him down!'"

"From within the ancient warship came a bland voice, slightly hoarse, yet it could make listeners' hearts tremble, as if a great hand had restrained them, causing sharp pain in the chest."

"These Primordial Ancestor Kings each were renowned beings of their era, their power terrifyingly formidable, some even having reached the Great Saint level! Having come to Zi Wei, they naturally would not let this 'fat meat' slip by; to restore their own lifespan essence, they would not hesitate to slaughter billions upon billions of living beings."

"'Can this ancient saint withstand them?'"

"The Zi Wei cultivators, hearing this, turned cold-hearted; facing those Primordial Ancestor Kings, they nearly suffocated, able only to place their hope on the youth Lao Fengzi."

"At this moment, only he in Zi Wei could hope to turn the tide! 'It's hard, too hard; the enemy's power is terrifying and their numbers many—relying on him alone, I fear…'"

"As soon as these words were spoken, it was as if a layer of inescapable gloom settled over everyone's hearts, weighing down to the extreme."

"If Lao Fengzi cannot hold them off, then Zi Wei will surely see its living beings scorched, billions upon billions of corpses floating, even those immortal inheritances unable to escape! 'Then you try! Today I will slaughter you all!'"

"The youth Lao Fengzi's long hair danced wildly, bearing a blood-stained laugh, shaking the heavens; even meteors outside the domain were jolted a little."

"'Boom!'"

"He, like a demon god, pressed his palm downward; the patterns he had laid earlier were all activated, exuding terrifying killing intent, sealing off this heaven and earth."

"Then he strode forward, his momentum towering, like a brilliant rainbow piercing heaven and earth, charging up to meet the warship! 'Let me meet you, human race!'"

"The ancestor king resembling a divine phoenix radiated five-colored light all over his body, possessing supreme majesty."

"Lao Fengzi said nothing, merely stepping forward like a demon god."

"He had already slain three ancestor kings and wounded those two Great Saints, for which he paid a great price, his divine power nearly exhausted."

"Yet he ignited his own divine essence; even if he drained the last drop of his blood essence, he would stop them, even if the final result was death!"

"'Boom!' 'Boom!'"

"The battle between the ancient saints was terrifying beyond compare; every collision of their flesh was like two meteors striking each other."

"The momentum was vast, the heavens trembling; the blows shattered the earth, tens of thousands of miles of mountain ranges instantly turned to ash, leaving nothing behind! 'The duel between ancient saints is truly terrifying…'"

"The distant onlookers, seeing that scene, were all terrified; even though they were thousands of li away, they felt a horrifying tremor that made their hearts pound."

"'It is said that saints' duels take place in extraterritorial battlefields; otherwise, with their power, this very world would be reduced to nothing!'"

"In the crowd, one person kept his eyes on the battlefield, not daring to blink for fear of missing anything, his palms even sweating. He was a young man appearing only in his twenties, with a dense head of black hair, extremely handsome."

"His qi and blood surged like a vast sea, and showed a golden hue—none other than the Primeval Sacred Body, Ye Fan!"

"'Old Fengzi big brother, you must hold on…'"

"Ye Fan gripped the broken black gourd in his hand; though merely a shattered holy weapon, it was the strongest weapon he could presently produce."

"If the situation turned unfavorable, he would exert all his strength to hand the black gourd to Lao Fengzi, although he also did not know whether that would help the current situation at all."

"The youth Lao Fengzi fought the enemy to madness; every strike aimed at a vital point, each move deadly."

"'Pfft!'"

"After only a dozen or so rounds, Lao Fengzi seized the opportunity, one hand directly cutting into the ancestor king's chest, splitting him open!"

"Instantly, blood gushed forth, various viscera and organs spilling out, hastening the ebb of the ancestor king's life force."

"The ancient king resembling a divine phoenix roared loudly, all kinds of holy dao laws erupting, but his lifespan was already scant, fundamentally unable to withstand the injury."

"His viscera and blood continued to spurt, unable to stop."

"'Ah…'"

"He struggled violently, his mana towering; despite being the ancient king's order, he drew endless pressure to crush the opponent, yet could not injure them."

"At this moment, he decisively abandoned his flesh; divine light shot up from his heavenly crown, his primordial spirit seeking to escape, hoping to retain a sliver of life."

"'Hmph!'"

"But how could Lao Fengzi let him succeed? Six worlds manifested in his hands, each magnificent—this was the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist! 'Bang!'"

"As the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist was unleashed, heaven and earth rumbled; everything could be ground down and overturned, with an unmatched might, shattering the opponent's primordial spirit."

"Hum! At the same moment, the purple copper ancient ship trembled, and eight Primordial Ancestor Kings walked out one after another, each incredibly aged, skin wrinkled, yet utterly terrifying."

"The Primordial Ancestor Kings were all Saint-level powerhouses, each with heaven-defying mana; we had thought there were at most about ten, but it seems far more……"

"When all the human powerhouses saw this, they all changed color, their hearts sinking to the bottom of the valley, nearly despairing—this was a dead-end situation!"

"The youth Lao Fengzi had long anticipated this; his eyes were equally grave, but he had no choice—even if he died in battle, he would not allow the Primordial Ancestor Kings to set even a foot on Zi Wei! The war erupted anew; this time, the two wounded Great Saints joined forces with the other eight ancestor kings, attacking together."

"Lao Fengzi, besieged by so many, was covered in wounds, yet he did not retreat a single step."

"This was a world-shocking battle; the youth Fengzi fought madly, his black hair flying, his battle spirit shaking the heavens, all his divine abilities unleashed, his might unmatched."

"But the enemy was too numerous; he likewise suffered grave wounds, blood flowing incessantly, many places pierced through, front and back transparent, extremely shocking."

"Yet he burned his life, pushing his combat power to the extreme; he could at most endure half an hour, and even if he won then, he would still fall……"

"Yet in such circumstances, Lao Fengzi still wrested a holy sword from someone, splitting it cleanly in two, and in the process annihilated the opponent's primordial spirit."

"The youth Lao Fengzi showed no retreat, sometimes even trading wound for wound, risking his body being torn apart, he fiercely tore apart a Great Saint! (End of chapter)"