The Heavenly Blade descended with incredible speed and fierce momentum.
The Evil You Ancestor knew Ye Fan currently lacked the strength to contend with the Heavenly Blade directly, so he acted instantly, forming the Evil You Handprint at top speed. He blocked the Heavenly Blade, but his Evil You Handprint couldn’t withstand a direct clash. It shattered immediately under the blade’s overwhelming force.
After his Evil You Handprint shattered, the Evil You Ancestor spat out a mouthful of blood. Coupled with the resurgence of the Curse Power, he was truly and severely injured this time. He hastily circulated the primal force within his body to fend off the boundless Holy Clan’s curse. Each strand of it nearly cost him his life.
The Heavenly Blade’s calamity swiftly crushed down toward Ye Fan.
"Not good!" the Evil You Ancestor screamed. In the next moment, however, he was shocked to see Ye Fan blocking the Heavenly Blade with his bare hands.
Although his hands were nearly broken, the worst hadn’t happened yet. He knelt on the ground as the oppressive force of the Heavenly Blade continued to bear down on him.
"You must hold on!" the Evil You Ancestor shouted at Ye Fan. He genuinely didn’t want such a terrifying Heaven-defier to die under this Heavenly Tribulation.
Ye Fan roared, "I’m merely undergoing a tribulation, yet you bully me like this! Today, even if you, the Heavenly Dao, want to kill me, I will strike you down!"
"Break!"
With his roar, the Heavenly Blade immediately trembled.
"Is he planning to crush the Heavenly Blade with his bare hands?" the Evil You Ancestor said in shock.
Sure enough, a moment later, Ye Fan gathered infinite strength into his hands and snapped the Heavenly Blade. After breaking it, he immediately collected the pieces. The Heavenly Tribulation then collapsed, and a rainbow-colored light shone upon him, quickly healing his injuries.
"He finally succeeded," the Evil You Ancestor said joyously.
Ye Fan also declared, "I passed! Hahaha!"
BOOM!
"Ouch!"
Perhaps the heavens disdained Ye Fan’s boastful demeanor, for another bolt from the Heavenly Tribulation immediately descended and struck him. Ye Fan was caught off guard, and his entire body was nearly scorched black.
"Oh my God!" Ye Fan was nearly in tears. The Evil You Ancestor was stunned, as this was his first time seeing a Heaven-defier.
He approached Ye Fan and said, "You are a Heaven-defier!"
"What is a Heaven-defier?" Ye Fan asked, puzzled.
The Evil You Ancestor explained, "A Heaven-defier is someone who can contend with the Heavenly Dao, a being that even the Heavenly Dao fears!"
"Whoa, that’s monstrously powerful!" Ye Fan was also shocked, never imagining a Heaven-defier could be so formidable.
The Evil You Ancestor continued, "The truly monstrous part is yet to come. You’ve successfully broken through this time, but your future path is destined to be fraught with hardship!"
"No problem, I’m used to it!"
"Senior, what is the quality of this Heavenly Blade’s material?"
Ye Fan handed the broken Heavenly Blade to the Evil You Ancestor, who was so shocked he was at a loss for words. Only Ye Fan would be bold enough to rob the heavens of their possessions.
He remarked, "It’s incredibly sharp. If even a small piece is integrated into a sword or saber, its sharpness will increase several times over!"
"Then I’ll give you a piece!" Ye Fan casually handed a piece of the Heavenly Blade to the Evil You Ancestor. What more could the old ancestor say?
He could only think that a monstrous person had equally monstrous ways of thinking.
Because of this, he told Ye Fan, "This item is too important, especially since you fought so desperately to obtain it. I cannot accept it. For such a precious item, I would feel unworthy!"
This was the Evil You Ancestor’s honest sentiment, but he was deeply touched. At least Ye Fan was a person worth following.
Ye Fan said, "Senior, don’t be so polite. As they say, everyone present gets a share. You deserve this. If you hadn’t helped me block the Heavenly Blade earlier, my head might have been cut off! Therefore, we both have a share of this material!"
The Evil You Ancestor carefully put away the piece of the Heavenly Blade and said, "To be so magnanimous at such a young age... it seems entrusting the Evil Clan to you was the wisest choice of my life!"
"Senior, you flatter me. Since they have joined me, they are my friends and brothers. I will not look down on them, nor will I plot against them!" This was Ye Fan’s promise to the Evil You Ancestor.
The Evil You Ancestor said, "Good. I believe you. Now, let us go out together and help the Righteous Divine Lineage secure victory!"
"That would be excellent! As long as you take action, Senior, we will definitely achieve the final victory!" Ye Fan said joyfully.
However, at that moment, the Evil You Ancestor spat out another mouthful of blood.
Ye Fan asked, "Senior, what’s wrong?"
The Evil You Ancestor sighed. "It seems I still cannot suppress this Curse Power. When I helped you block the Heavenly Blade just now, my very essence was slashed by it! Afterward, my strength was insufficient to resist the Curse Power!"
Ye Fan said, "Senior, I can help you suppress it. When I gain the ability to lift the curse, I will definitely help you remove it completely!"
"Good! Good! Good!" the Evil You Ancestor repeated thrice.
He then said, "We need to hurry. Otherwise, the God Monarch Palace might make its move at any moment!"
"Understood." Ye Fan wasted no more words and immediately began helping the Evil You Ancestor suppress the curse.
「In the Outer Realm.」
The three Evil Clan Divine Beasts made their move after receiving the message about the god slaughter, targeting the territory of the Main God of Spirit. They led their spawn and covertly bypassed the Main God of Spirit’s defenses. Only the Evil Clan could mobilize its entire populace for war.
Upon arriving in the Main God of Spirit’s territory, the Misfortune Pangolin bellowed, "Children, your food has arrived! In this place, you may rampage, slaughter, and feast! Our master will forgive us! Kill!"
At his command, the spawn of the three Evil Clan Divine Beasts surged from underground, charging toward the Main God of Spirit’s countless troops. It was an army of five hundred thousand, not a small number.
The Main God of Spirit was shocked when the dark mass of ominous beings suddenly appeared. The impact on his army was tremendous.
He shouted, "Archers, prepare to fire! Shoot these monsters!"
His seventy thousand archers readied their bows. At that moment, however, the sky, which had been clear just a moment before, suddenly turned dark and gloomy.
The Main God of Spirit looked toward the sky and exclaimed in shock, "The Black God blankets the sky! It seems the Demon Sky Monkey has made his move!"
He hurriedly commanded his subordinates, "Gather your primal force and illuminate the sky!"
However, his order had just been issued when screams of agony erupted from the front lines. The archers, firing in a panic, failed to kill many enemies but ended up shooting many of their own soldiers. Torn apart by the beasts, the men died agonizingly. Their bodies were swiftly consumed as food, and in the blink of an eye, not even their bones remained.
The Main God of Spirit had never expected these ominous beings to bypass a distance of thousands of miles to launch a surprise attack on his main camp.
"All members of the Spirit Taming Sect, attack! Slay these monsters!"
Immediately, the Spirit Taming Sect took action. Its members rode their Flying Swords, bombarding the creatures on the ground. Their Sword Qi descended, felling many of the monsters. But alas, the creatures were so numerous and densely packed that they couldn’t kill enough.
In the next moment, however, they became panic-stricken. In their fear, they had stumbled into an Illusion Array and were now being slaughtered within it.
"Watch how I eradicate you!" the Main God of Spirit bellowed.
However, before he could react, an overwhelming power of fear descended upon him.
"Not good!" The Main God of Spirit was shocked, for he felt a powerful presence manifest right beside him.
The Misfortune Pangolin taunted, "Little fly, where do you think you’re running?"
The Main God of Spirit nearly fainted. He wasn’t running away at all; he was taking the initiative to kill these monsters! How had the story become so twisted in the Misfortune Pangolin’s mouth? For this reason, he suddenly lashed out, solely to salvage his own dignity.
He and the Misfortune Pangolin were locked in battle. The Misfortune Pangolin’s strength was formidable, and the Main God of Spirit failed to gain the slightest advantage.
At this moment, however, something even more terrifying occurred. The Demon Sky Monkey also made his move, knocking him from his Flying Sword down to the ground from within the darkness.
Having fallen to the ground, all he could hear were the wails and cries of his people. His army of five hundred thousand was being devoured piece by piece by these monsters.
Just then, the Demon Sky Monkey descended with the Dark Blade, striking directly at the Main God of Spirit!
HMPH!
The Main God of Spirit let out a muffled grunt. Facing two Main God Level experts simultaneously, even he was no match, and thus, he was wounded.