Chapter 219: Slaughtering a Saint, the Middle-Aged Old Madman

"This... as expected, there are peerless powerhouses among the Human Race who have truly not yet emerged into the world."

Ye Fan watched, feeling stirred to his core, truly and genuinely feeling a sense of vindication.

An Ancient Ancestral King had been blasted to death by someone right before everyone's eyes.

It was simply a terrifying, unparalleled major event.

He thought the matter ended there, but at this stage, the matter had not truly concluded at all.

Following that, a brilliant light bloomed from above the firmament; across the endless distance, one could almost hear that roar.

"Dare to harm an Ancestral King of my race, die!"

That Ancient Creature, whose face had previously been ashen, revealed an excited expression.

The light screen that the Famous Host had condensed to observe the infinitely distant region shattered in an instant.

While Ye Fan was feeling regret, another figure set up a unique light screen; that light screen connected heaven and earth, and was far more powerful and clear than the previous one.

Ye Fan wanted to crowd over to see, but upon seeing the technique being cast, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately shrank behind the crowd, not daring to get too close.

That was a Supreme Elder of the Ji Family, using a replica similar to the Void Mirror as a medium to project the situation occurring in that void across an infinitely distant distance.

However, involving a battle at the Saint level, this person did not dare to project the Void Mirror's technique too closely; separated by a great distance, they could only project a portion.

A group of people watched that side very nervously, fearing that a major problem would occur.

After all, the dominance of the Ancient Race was plain for all to see; they were not just one or two, but a considerable number of Ancestral Kings.

A supreme powerhouse of the Human Race had now stepped out, but if this powerhouse could not hold on, what followed would likely be an even more terrifying Darkness.

But in just such a short time and distance, when looking at the screen again, it was another scene of brilliant blood rain.

Ye Fan watched, terrified, completely unable to understand why that Ancient Creature was acting as if vindicated, puffing out his chest and laughing up at the sky: "The blood rain is at least twice as thick as before; this so-called Human Race Saint is already dead!"

Many figures in the crowd were stunned, and those who observed closely felt their hearts sink even further.

There was a sense of panic and unease; had the most supreme figure of the Human Race died just like that?

An un-emerged Ancient Saint had appeared with boundless dominance, shattering an Ancient Ancestral King with a single fist beam, causing them to explode into a sky full of blood rain, only to die just like that?

A group of people were unwilling to believe this, yet their hearts were filled with terror and unease.

After all, the Ancient Creatures had been far too dominant recently; Ancestral Kings walked between heaven and earth, and the commotion they caused was extremely terrifying.

Any movement was enough to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.

Just as they were shocked, they saw a purple ancient pagoda fly in from beyond the heavens outside the firmament, spinning round and round, gathering all the blood rain from the sky into itself.

Sharp-eyed figures saw that purple ancient pagoda, and their hearts trembled, letting out exclamations.

"It is God-Marked Purple Gold, a purple pagoda crafted entirely from God-Marked Purple Gold."

"Heavens, to think someone could be so arrogant and extravagant, using a Great Emperor's exclusive holy material to craft such a purple pagoda."

"Is this a peerless creature among the Ancient Creatures? Possessing such a weapon, will they not be destined to prove their Dao and become an Emperor in the future?"

Some knowledgeable figures, after watching carefully, felt their scalps tingle, giving rise to a sense of powerlessness and despair.

"It has already interwoven the Dao and principles, and there is even a deity born within; this weapon is already a Transmitted Saint Weapon!"

Boom!

The crowd felt a sense of explosion; a heavy powerlessness mixed with fear arose simultaneously.

Even Ye Fan felt the pressure of Mount Lu; he had understood just how sought-after and terrifying figures of the Great Emperor's exclusive level were.

Ever since obtaining the Myriad Things Mother Qi Source Root, wherever he went, people would find fault with him in all sorts of roundabout ways, just to get the Myriad Things Mother Qi Source Root into their hands.

And Ye Fan had long since learned the power of an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon—a supreme weapon forged from a Great Emperor's exclusive divine material, and in this era at that.

It had led many cultivators by such a long distance, and now it had already achieved the Saint realm; if there were no major mistakes in the future, was an Ancient King truly going to emerge and let this Ancient King rule over the world?

Countless thoughts arose and exploded in the hearts of many figures.

Could it be that this peerless figure just now had forcefully killed that Human Race Saint?

A peerless figure with the bearing of a Great Emperor killing an Ancient Saint could be considered reasonable.

But why was such a figure not born among our Human Race?

But this day was destined not to be the most explosive news.

Because the changes in that image had not yet fully ended.

That purple ancient pagoda spun round and round in the void, and all the shattered blood rain and fragments were gathered into it.

Only after finishing did a clear Divine Sense explode in that void.

"Brother, you are being too unrefined; wasting so much precious blood and material like this is truly a pity."

Huh?

Hearing these words, many figures present felt a strange sensation in their hearts.

And the complexion of the Ancient Creature beside them, which had not been very good before, had managed to look vindicated for a moment, but now began to turn anxious and ugly again.

Then, the next thing that made his complexion even uglier happened.

Beyond the horizon, a stream of light plunged down from the firmament, carrying terrifying and unstoppable force and radiance.

Then, in the surprised eyes of many figures, it condensed into a human-shaped silhouette.

That purple pagoda crafted from God-Marked Purple Gold hovered above the head of that human-shaped silhouette.

Many figures who saw this scene let out a small gasp; that figure was shrouded in divine light, making it impossible to see their true appearance.

But when they stood there, divine light seemed to bloom from their entire body, dazzling and blinding.

A group of people felt such a scene was exceptionally moving, making one's spirit sway; clearly unable to see the person's face, they still felt this person fit their definition of a perfect figure.

It was just that there was only one figure in the image, which made people feel somewhat puzzled; fortunately, this doubt was answered the next moment, as a stream of light from beyond the sky crossed the endless distance in an instant and appeared beside that human-shaped silhouette.

When they saw the appearance and state of this human-shaped silhouette clearly, many figures present let out exclamations, and figures from the various Holy Lands and great families changed color.

They were not unfamiliar with this figure.

"Old Madman?"

"How has he become younger?"

"His cultivation realm seems to have had another breakthrough."

"One of the Tianxuan Three Heroes! Has he finally cast off the shadow in his heart, is he no longer so guilt-ridden, and is he finally going to defy the heavens and ascend? A top-tier powerhouse of our Human Race!"

Some people whispered in low voices, feeling stirred, while some older-generation cultivators sighed in lament.

The existing Holy Lands and aristocratic families of the Eastern Wasteland had all participated in the partitioning of the Tianxuan Holy Land back then, so they had all silently etched the appearance of the Old Madman into their hearts.

Every move of the Old Madman often tugged at the hearts of many figures; many times, they were terrified that a figure like the Old Madman would suddenly break through obstacles and charge into their Holy Lands. They had not expected that now, the Old Madman would appear once again, and in such a peculiar state.

Moreover, he had stepped forward for the Human Race, forcefully killing an Ancient Ancestral King.

Although the Old Madman's current appearance showed him in the state of a middle-aged man, much younger than before, they had been recording the various states of the Old Madman since thousands of years ago, so they naturally knew what the Old Madman looked like when he was young.

Now, they could tell the state of this figure at a single glance.

"Are they going to clash?"

Some felt worried in their hearts; the Old Madman was a peerless figure who had lived for six thousand years, while the other was a supreme hero who possessed a Great Emperor's exclusive divine object.

If the two of them truly fought, it remained unclear who would win and who would lose.

Yet, they had not expected that after the two people in the scene met, the young figure with the Purple Pagoda above his head glanced over here, and the Supreme Elder of the family who was watching felt his eyelids twitch at that moment.

Many figures around also felt a sense of trepidation. Across the vast, immeasurable distance, they still could not see the mysterious youth's appearance clearly, but they could see that pair of eyes like Heavenly Blades. Then, the ancient profound technique in front of them shattered into fragments filling the sky with a bang, and everything about the other party could no longer be seen.

Standing above the void, Zhang Xuan watched the third Ancestor King rushing over. Without waiting for the Old Madman to strike, he took the initiative to let out a long roar, the Fighting Saint Art evolving into a peerless divine tree. A roaring furnace bloomed before him, and then it enveloped that Ancestor King inside.

That Ancestor King roared to the heavens, drawing upon the Essence of the four directions. Before he could display more changes, Zhang Xuan's primordial spirit glowed, and he unleashed a marvelous divine technique from the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes, directly extinguishing the old Ancestor King's primordial spirit cleanly.

Then, Zhang Xuan neatly packed up this Ancestor King. The Old Madman watched from beginning to end, and seeing such a scene, he could not help but nod in praise.

"I never thought that in such an era, a peerless figure like you could emerge."

Zhang Xuan was not surprised at all and directly reached out to gesture: "I thank you for your help earlier, fellow Daoist. Why not accompany me to Shencheng for a visit?"

This was referring to the Old Madman previously stepping in to kill two Ancestor Kings for him, preventing these two Ancestor Kings from interfering with his Heavenly Tribulation, though even if these two Ancestor Kings had truly ascended, they could not have influenced much.

But the Old Madman's intention was good regardless, and he needed to express his thanks.

Seeing the Old Madman remain in place, seemingly without the intention of going down to continue the deep conversation, Zhang Xuan pondered for a moment and said: "The Tianxuan Three Heroes were famous throughout an era. Being able to see two of them again today makes me quite delighted."

At this, the Old Madman was moved.

"Who else have you seen?"

"I once saw an old man in the ancient Tianxuan Holy Land Stone Workshop in Shencheng. He called himself Wei Yi. I imagine he should be an acquaintance of yours, fellow Daoist."

The Old Madman's resolute face showed a ripple of emotion.

"I never thought he had been in Shencheng all along."

"Why don't you come with me, fellow Daoist? I imagine it has been quite a long time since you last met. There are also a few other fellow Daoists there, and we can sit and discuss the Dao together."

"There are other fellow Daoists?"

The Old Madman in his middle-aged state revealed a thoughtful expression on his face, then nodded.

Zhang Xuan led the way without ceremony. After becoming a Saint, he did not even need to take out any so-called Array Disk.

After confirming the direction of Shencheng, he tore through space with his bare hands, and the Old Madman followed behind him. In just a single instant, they crossed an incomparably vast distance, appearing in Shencheng from above the starry sky.

Arriving at the familiar place once again, a smile could not help but appear on Zhang Xuan's face.

That Heavenly Tribulation in the starry sky had left his spirit feeling somewhat exhausted, but at the same time, he felt quite satisfied.

He had fought continuously against multiple ancient Great Emperors in their youth, and he had kept recovering, fighting them with the most vigorous and high-spirited state. Even with a perfect physical body and blood-Qi, and a primordial spirit without flaws or gaps,

fighting for a long time would still make one's spirit feel quite exhausted. Under the crisis of life and death, one could boost their spirit and not be affected by too many external things, but once things calmed down, one would feel the subtle differences, and the exhaustion would seem to surge up from the depths of the soul.

Only upon walking into Shencheng did this feeling surge up all at once, because Shencheng could currently be considered the safest base camp.

It had Gai Jiuyou, the peak Great Saint from eight thousand years ago, as well as God King Jiang Taixu and an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon.

However, although there was a strong sense of exhaustion in his heart, Zhang Xuan also felt very satisfied and comfortable.

The figures of the ancient Great Emperors imprinted during that battle in the starry sky had not held back in the slightest.

Within the same realm, Zhang Xuan could not find an opponent, but in that great battle in the starry sky, he had truly fought against terrifying adversaries.

Such battles were the best for tempering one's mental intent and physical body, and they also allowed Zhang Xuan to master top-tier secret techniques, reaching an extremely profound and terrifying level under such circumstances.

With the perspective of the Nine-Orifice Stone Man and his enlightened comprehension, he constantly sublimated himself during those battles. By the time he reached the end, he, like Ye Fan, had encountered his own body, which had also been imprinted by the heavens and earth.

He had reached this step earlier and faster than Ye Fan, not because his talent and comprehension were higher than Ye Fan's, but because he had the blessings of the Nine-Orifice Stone Man, the Heavenly Venerable, Qingdi, and others.

He stood on the shoulders of giants and, with the help of the Nine-Orifice Stone Man's special comprehension, reached this step ahead of time.

"But no matter how I reached it, I have reached this step after all. My strength and realm are no longer what they were."

Just as he arrived in Shencheng, Zhang Xuan's heart stirred, for he felt the unique communication method he had left for Ye Fan, and a spiritual artifact was circling around him, flying continuously.

Ye Fan had arrived!

"As expected, the Great Accomplishment Saint Body will not interfere too much with Ye Fan. This step was truly the right one to take!"

In an instant, Zhang Xuan read the information recorded in that spiritual artifact, and a smile could not help but appear on his face.

"The Undying Divine Medicine has also been obtained in its entirety. In that case, I can proceed with the next steps."

(End of this chapter)