Chapter 352: Fearless of the Life Forbidden Zone

Bai Chen was the first to act; he stepped in, his aura spreading, penetrating the heavens, and immediately raised his palm to press down.

"Boom—"

Accompanied by a heaven‑shaking roar, the void here rippled, stretching over a thousand zhang; at the moment of the split, a huge pupil suddenly opened.

It was a golden eye, actually bearing double pupils, extremely eerie, brilliant as a piece of immortal jade, emitting immortal light.

The double pupils stared; in the next instant, countless pairs of double pupils appeared above and below, emanating a powerful and mystical aura.

"Pu—pu—pu—"

The light ringing sound continued unabated; a large batch of yin soldiers and yin generals instantly turned to ash and dissipated, being harvested in vast swaths, their lives taken away.

In an instant, sweeping across an area, even the deathly qi here was refined.

Here, various Imperial Dao laws emerged, intertwining to launch the fiercest assault.

"Ah!"

He was like a Heavenly Emperor inspecting, thus towering over this life forbidden zone, looking down upon the mortal ancient mine.

Upon his immortal platform appeared countless double pupils, all gazing, like an ancient deity overlooking the present through the ages.

"……"

"How is it? Has this battle decided victory or defeat, who survived?"

Moreover, whether or not they can suppress the Chaos Holy Fetus is beside the point; behind him there is also a Wu Shi who has not yet attained Nirvana, enough to make everyone dread immensely.

"Pu!" "Clang!" "Rattle—"

The firewood gatherer exclaimed in astonishment; even facing that ominous double pupil of the same realm, a slight mistake would bring great loss, and even he felt quite wary.

The double pupils in the sky vanished; Bai Chen's outstanding bearing was peerless, possessing an invincible demeanor, yet his eyes now were calm.

The Great Dao spanned the heavens, with countless strands of chaos mist pouring down, flooding the universe; upon it, a true dragon coiled, a true phoenix spread its wings, Xuanwu raised its head… all auspicious signs appeared! No matter how the domain surged or order overturned, it could not be affected in the slightest.

The double pupils turned, locking onto a Yan Luo Palace Master; divine light shone, like an irreversible immortal radiance bearing an aura that could cause one to dissolve into the Dao, pressing forward.

In the blink of an eye, two hundred rounds passed, still no victor; one can imagine how formidable the opponent is.

The universe boiled, a clamor everywhere, exclamations and cries of shock unceasing!

Lone and single, he charged into the forbidden zone, overlooking this forbidden land, fearing nothing, destined to be renowned through the ages, eternally immortal!

That was a shocking scene.

Because he now possesses an invincible belief; as long as one dares to emerge and act against him, he will strike to suppress and kill!

"Bang—"

Not long after, a person walked out from that universe, his body stained with blood.

Even this sorry old man is like that, let alone the heavenly soldiers and generals, each one horrified and shocked beyond belief.

"What happened?"

"I've long wanted to settle a victory or defeat with you."

Within Ye Fan, golden blood and qi boiled, golden light blazing, like a shocking slaughter god, nearly killing to madness.

"Pu!"

A brilliant Chaos Great Dao extended, penetrating the boundless star fields, slicing through countless stars, spreading to the center of the Taichu Ancient Mine under the astonished gazes of myriad races of the universe.

And those not yet born would be unlucky; facing Yang Zhu's gaze, that immortal light was like the most holy and pure thing in the world, possessing immeasurable power.

"Kill."

Merely a slight pause caused their seals to burst; immediately, the Degree Person Scripture fluttered from that immortal light, refining them alive into blue smoke. In silent moments, three beings nearly at the Quasi-Emperor peak fell, appearing utterly inadequate before Yang Zhu.

"Bang!" "Boom!"

In the field, only Yang Zhu loomed above the void; within a radius of several dozen li, it was utterly holy and still, no heroic spirit dared to step even half a foot.

Silence, a prolonged silence.

People watched closely, their hearts stirred with waves ten zhang high, yet they also broke a sweat.

"My mother, he really charged in!"

That Great Dao was too brilliant, purple light gleaming, immortal radiance steaming, with various Dao sources appearing upon it, making it the most terrifying kind of divine law in the world.

"Good heavens, is this all a Great Emperor's sortie amounts to? Could it be that a Great Emperor survives in this age, still not fallen?!"

"Ancient divine arts, I never expected this age to actually have someone with double pupils."

It could make the heavens tremble, its breath spreading, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earths, but soon it was confined by a sealing force, letting other star regions of the universe largely avoid the impact.

"Hehe, the blood of the Holy Body truly tastes good."

From his eyes shot two terrifying immortal lights, illuminating all realms, probing the depths of the netherworld thoroughly.

A peerlessly powerful heroic spirit emerged, his face blood‑colored, he tasted the golden blood on his fingertip and nodded in satisfaction.

"Good heavens, is that the human race's Imperial Son? Could it be he intends to charge into the life forbidden zone?"

In the distance, the Black Emperor shouted, no longer heeding even a hint of the underworld's dignity, calling out "old bastard" over and over, the phrase rolling off his tongue easily.

A cold‑hearted figure approached, like a heroic spirit crawling out of hundreds of millions of corpses, immensely strong, his aura not inferior to Ye Fan's.

Ye Fan cultivated the Walking Word Secret, his speed pushed to the limit, yet he could not avoid it; although he dodged the fatal blow, he was already stained with blood.

Immediately, a battle akin to a true Emperor's war unfolded! "Boom—"

Tens of thousands of Heavenly Court soldiers marched forth, their divine armor flashing with rosy light, their eyes sharp, like gods descending to earth, they engaged in fierce combat with the enemy.

If the Imperial Son were not in the world, when the Ancient Supreme emerges again, who could resist?

"Woof! Imperial Son, slay that old bastard of the Purgatory Emperor!"

"Hiss…… Is the Imperial Son going to forcibly suppress the Ancient Supreme?"

That brilliant Great Dao was too dazzling and crystalline, with the aura of the ages flowing upon it, as if it could reverse the river of time, cycling in the tranquil azure depths.

Within the Taichu Ancient Mine, not a crow nor sparrow made a sound, the drop of a pin could be heard; those caves exhaling immortal light all retracted, no longer emitting divine substance.

No one knew what had actually happened; only after a moment did a Quasi‑Emperor‑level powerhouse explode on the spot.

「Boom! 」

The Beginningless Great Emperor needs no further explanation; as powerful as the Undying Heavenly Emperor, having lived in reverse for millions of years, the two are evenly matched.

Yang Zhu and the Purgatory Emperor are undoubtedly the supreme rulers of the Heavenly Court and the Netherworld; their victory or defeat will undoubtedly decide the outcome of this campaign.

The Black Emperor and Duan De also went berserk, various formations, runes, and treasures all appeared, destroying heaven and earth, slaughtering vast numbers of enemies.

After a moment of silence, seeing no one respond, another supreme being also spoke: 「You know how powerful that bloodline is; otherwise you wouldn't have been frightened by the Beginningless. 」.

Yang Zhu's behavior, to the beings inside the Primordial Ancient Mine, is a provocation, a contempt; a slap has already struck their faces.

Afterward he turned into a shower of light, which was almost completely absorbed by the strange pupils in the nine heavens.

What relieved him was that they were on the same side, not opposing each other.

「Boom! 」 various divine lights and phenomena continued without cease; many treasures and divine weapons were flung out, their power terrifying, wiping out swaths of enemies.

Afterward, under the incredulous gaze of the world, Yang Zhu charged in alone! Soon after, two beams of divine light shot up from the Primordial Ancient Mine, reaching extreme speed, instantly sinking into the depths of the universe.

Not to mention the heroes of the universe, even several life forbidden zones were closely watching the battlefield.

「Hiss! 」

As powerful as the firewood-chopping old man, the white-haired sword god, the Holy Prince, and Ye Fan, etc., they were all tightly bound, unable to free themselves.

「Heh, relying on your crippled body, you dare speak so arrogantly. 」.

「Woof! 」.

The vast stars, under that overflowing aura, became as tiny as dust; tens of thousands of meteors dimmed and ceased to exist.

「Have you hidden away…」.

「Hahaha, so satisfying! 」.

The Holy Prince wielded a black iron staff, sweeping it across the ten directions, smashing countless powerful heroic spirits into pulp.

「Good heavens, another two quasi-emperor-level heroic spirits have appeared! 」.

Exudes supreme majesty, pressure limitless.

Under the attention of all corners of the universe, a footstep sounded, instantly tugging at someone's heartstrings.

However, surprisingly, this supreme-level battle did not last long; after several dozen rounds, it subsided.

All eight directions of the universe fell silent; even the fierce battle in the Netherworld slightly slowed its pace, everyone's hearts rose to their throats.

That is a heroic spirit born from countless heroic souls, after countless generations it came into being, its strength naturally reaching an extraordinarily terrifying level.

Even Ye Fan, at his current cultivation, still felt his scalp tingle, his body tremble, almost instinctively stepping back.

「Pfft…」.

The people of the universe exclaimed in surprise; upon seeing the back enveloped in immortal light, they suddenly understood, and their blood boiled.

Aside from much of the Netherworld's hidden foundations yet to be born, no trace of the Purgatory Emperor was found.

But none of them wanted to be the one to stick their head out, for even if they were born, even if they reached the utmost sublimation, they might not be a match for the Chaotic Sacred Fetus.

「Such pressure, perhaps even the ancient emperors might not be like this. 」.

Yang Zhu's immortal body is invulnerable to all techniques, eternal and indestructible, a natural bane to all evil; anyone who even touches a trace of its aura is as if burned by immortal fire, refined into a wisp of pure energy and vanishes.

All present gazed at that invincible posture, their blood boiling; as shouts and clashing sounds rose, the Heavenly Court forces could no longer hold back, charging forward.

A completed Holy Body already has the qualification to challenge an emperor; and the Chaotic Sacred Fetus that has reached the eighth heaven of Quasi-Emperor almost possesses the strength of a present-day emperor.

How many years have passed, who dares treat the life forbidden zone this way? Even as powerful as the Void Emperor who waged war all his life, he never imagined being this dominant today.

Each time he struck, thousands upon thousands of heroic spirits turned to ash, unable to resist him in the slightest; finally he found it boring and simply stormed into a Yama Hall.

On their side, nearly twenty have reached the Quasi-Emperor level, but the Netherworld side has less than half that, and not fewer than twenty Quasi-Emperor supreme beings have rushed out.

That is, whether they win or lose, they are destined to fall; the wait of countless ages becomes empty.

Soon after, a response finally came, yet it remained cold, devoid of any emotion.

「Are you hiding in there? What good does that do? 」.

Yang Zhu moved, stepping with one foot onto the splendid path beneath his feet; instantly the stars shifted and the six paths reversed, and in an instant they arrived above the Primordial Ancient Mine.

On the other side, countless forbidden scriptures surged like a sea, like hanging nine-heaven rivers pouring down, destroying everything, withering and rotting!

But he felt no fear, golden blood energy surged like an ocean, he elevated his state to peak and charged upward.

「Fellow Daoist, please leave; don't implicate us. 」.

It was as if they had arrived at the dawn of the universe; a heaven-shaking roar erupted, shattering billions of stars, and between heaven and earth lay a murky chaos.

「Heh, truly ruthless. 」.

Although there is no precedent in history, the ancient supreme beings are absolutely certain.

「……」.

In the depths of the universe, vast star fields shattered; in an instant they were torn apart, the void collapsed, the six paths of reincarnation inverted, and even the order of heaven and earth was shaken.

Afterward, various world-shaking powers were transmitted; he engaged in a fierce battle with the supreme beings of the Netherworld.

Finally, Yang Zhu withdrew his divine eye, turned and gazed into a life forbidden zone.

The lord of the Yama Hall, whose cultivation is at the fourth heaven of Quasi-Emperor, is a supreme being, yet now he lets out a miserable scream, blood streaming from his eyes, his primordial spirit about to explode.

Because the Beginningless has already shown them, with one Holy Body Dao Embryo, what is an existence even more monstrous than a Holy Body.

If Yang Zhu wins, that side will all rejoice, quickly creating a feat unparalleled in ancient and modern times! But if Yang Zhu loses, for all beings of the universe it will be a heart-rending pain, a calamity of all races.

An anomaly occurred in the life forbidden zone; immediately a cold voice sounded, actually carrying a hint of inexplicable wariness.

Three terrifying blood marks directly broke through his Holy Body defense.

「The Netherworld is indeed not to be underestimated…」.

By this point, even the people of the Heavenly Court could not help but marvel; the territorial inheritance over so many generations, its profound depth, has reached an astonishing level.

On the other side, it was gloomy and strange, deathly still; the yin soldiers were like cold killing machines, their eyes empty and numb, even if split in half by force they would not utter a single cry.

The next moment, a claw covered in fine black scales probed out, seeking to crush Ye Fan's heart in one grip.

Two forces—one side brilliant with divine light, the other dim and cold—formed a stark contrast in the fierce clash.

Unafraid of ancient supremacies, unafraid of their offensive, they remained calm and composed.

"Kill! Destroy the Underworld!"

Overbearing and strong.

And now, that already invincible bloodline has even gained a Chaos Body…

After lightly uttering a sentence, he took the lead and charged forward.

Ye Fan frowned; the heroic spirit before him was terrifying, an extremely troublesome existence, so much so that he dared not say he had full confidence in slaying it.

The entire Netherworld was filled with the sounds of slaughter and shouts; blood, broken corpses, and shattered weapons mingled together, dyeing the black ground red.

On the battlefield, corpses lay everywhere, bodies falling one after another like dumplings being boiled, to an extent impossible to estimate.

"Bang!"

Yang Zhu held the Heavenly Blade, the Hun Dun Chi rose and fell above his head, his black robe stained with blood—but it was not his own, it came from the opponent.

His eyes were like cold lightning, his black hair flowed like a glittering waterfall, more brilliant and dazzling than a river of stars; immortal light shone upon him, making him seem like a deity as he strode forward.

"It… it is the Holy Fetus of Chaos! The human race's Imperial Son has won!"

"Wuu wuu wuu, great Imperial Son, the Heavens will protect you; all eternal glory will be bestowed upon you!"

In an instant, cheers like a tsunami erupted throughout the Universe; many were moved to tears, their bodies trembling uncontrollably! (End of chapter)