What is this power? Why is it so mighty? This power makes me want to kneel in submission. At this moment, I feel that even the heavens are insignificant! What on earth is this power? It’s so strong... Is this his ultimate power?
These were the inner thoughts of the Heavenly God Monarch. At first, he had been calm and collected. After all, he was a Divine Monarch; how could he look weak before a mere Main God? But at this moment, he truly despaired.
This vast power seemed to enslave him, to force his submission. If he did not submit, the outcome was easy to imagine.
"I don’t believe it! I don’t believe you’re just a minor Main God! Can you really defy the heavens?!" the Heavenly God Monarch shouted.
He refused to believe Ye Fan could defeat him, nor did he believe this power that made him tremble could annihilate him. In his view, it was all just an illusion.
Ye Fan retorted, "Since you refuse to admit defeat, allow me to show you what it means to be Heaven-defying!"
"Heaven-defying?" The Heavenly God Monarch seemed to have thought of something, but Ye Fan had already charged forward, forcing all his thoughts to a halt. He could only focus on fighting Ye Fan.
BAM!
After the two exchanged a punch, the Heavenly God Monarch spat out a mouthful of blood. But Ye Fan didn’t stop there. He launched another palm strike, and with its impact, the Heavenly God Monarch felt as if every bone in his body had shattered.
He had never seen such a terrifying bloodline. This bloodline seemed to suppress all superior clans, as if it were their doomsday. Although that might be an exaggeration, someone who was Heaven-defying was no ordinary person.
"Sun and Moon in the Sky!" Ye Fan shouted.
Countless streams of the Power of Star Constellation rained down, striking toward the Heavenly God Monarch.
"Heavenly Seven Twenties!"
"Heavenly Storm Vortex!"
The Heavenly God Monarch unleashed these two moves. Ye Fan shattered the Heavenly Seven Twenties but was caught in the Heavenly Storm Vortex. He couldn’t move. The Heavenly God Monarch managed to land a severe blow on him.
Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
The Heavenly God Monarch said disdainfully, "An ant will always be an ant. Even if you are Heaven-defying, you cannot withstand my foot stomping down. Now, let me end your life completely!"
The Heavenly God Monarch surged with Heavenly Power, attempting to use the vortex to tear Ye Fan apart. Indeed, Ye Fan felt immense strain with every attack.
Ye Fan calmly raised his head. "Even if I am an ant, I am an ant that is nobler and more powerful than you! Since you insist, don’t blame me for not holding back."
Ye Fan formed a seal. Heaven-defying Blood emerged from his body. A single, inconspicuous drop shot forward and collided with the vortex storm. After the impact, a crack appeared in the vortex storm.
"Impossible!"
The Heavenly God Monarch couldn’t believe it. His vortex storm, which could contend with a soul altar, had become so fragile before this single drop of blood. He couldn’t believe his own eyes.
"Break!" Ye Fan roared, and the vortex storm shattered completely, leaving only fragments behind.
He leaped up from the wreckage and pierced the Heavenly God Monarch’s sea of consciousness. The air fell silent. The once-frenzied battlefield was now incredibly serene.
The Heavenly God Monarch’s eyes were filled with unwillingness and fury. Regrettably, he couldn’t utter a single word and could only feel his life dissipating.
Ye Fan said, "Do you think being a Divine Monarch puts you high above everyone else? As long as one has an unbeatable belief in their heart, even an ant can shake the heavens! So what if I’m an ant? At least you died by my hand!"
BAM!
He exerted his strength once more. The Heavenly God Monarch’s fading life reached its end. His Spiritual Spring shattered, and even his soul was obliterated, turning to ash.
Just then, Ye Fan collapsed, revealing a shockingly gruesome wound he had kept hidden. He had been concealing this wound the entire time. In reality, he had been injured during their evenly-matched confrontation but had prevented the Heavenly God Monarch from discovering it.
His heart had been knocked out of place by the blow. If not for the protection of a Divine Talisman, it would have surely shattered.
Perhaps the Heavenly God Monarch had been waiting for his injuries to flare up in the final moments, creating an opening to kill him in one strike. Unfortunately for him, Ye Fan finished him off before that moment could arrive.
He looked toward the distant, intense battlefield. Ye Fan knew he was unable to go and help, for he was at his weakest. Going over now wouldn’t be helping; it would be suicide.
"Evil You Ancestor, don’t go too far!"
Meanwhile, the Crownless God Monarch yelled at the Evil You Ancestor, who was commanding eighteen Rashamons.
The Evil You Ancestor ignored him completely. "I came here today for one reason: to slaughter despicable people like you. Me, going too far? How about you take a look at yourselves! If I hadn’t appeared, you would have used the same methods to oppress the Righteous Divine Lineage. Now isn’t that going too far?"
By now, the Evil You Ancestor had weakened, and the four Divine Monarchs, including the Crownless God Monarch, were all injured. If not for their coordinated attacks keeping him pinned down, at least two of the Divine Monarchs would have fallen already. This was the way of the new era.
At this, the Crownless God Monarch rebuked, "You don’t belong to this world! Why are you meddling in its affairs? You’re far too involved."
"In my eyes, there is only one word: Kill!"
The Evil You Ancestor charged at the four Divine Monarchs. The four Divine Monarchs had no choice but to clash with him head-on. But alas, how could they be a match for the Evil You Ancestor, even an injured one?
The Evil You Ancestor gathered all his strength and attacked the Hualong God Monarch. Unable to dodge in time, his forehead was pierced, and the Hualong God Monarch collapsed, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
BAM!
Another Divine Monarch, the Jiuge God Monarch, landed a punch on the Evil You Ancestor’s back, piercing clean through. In response, the Evil You Ancestor unleashed a strike from the Evil Nether Battle Chronicles. The Jiuge God Monarch’s head shattered.
The Evil You Ancestor had achieved a preliminary victory.
Although he was severely injured and his aura had grown much weaker, the Crownless God Monarch and the other remaining Divine Monarch did not dare advance. They didn’t dare fight the Evil You Ancestor to the death. Even if they could trade their lives for his, what then? Who among the Divine Monarchs would survive?
Therefore, the Crownless God Monarch commanded, "Retreat!"
"Trying to escape?"
The Evil You Ancestor struck out, severely wounding the two Divine Monarchs, but they managed to flee with the God Monarch Palace.
This time, the Evil You Ancestor wasn’t angry. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief that the two Divine Monarchs had ultimately chosen not to fight him to the death. He knew that if the two Divine Monarchs had fought him to the death, it would have resulted in their mutual destruction. Therefore, his final blow was merely a deterrent.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been this severely injured. To think such minor wounds almost cost me my life... It seems my era has truly declined.
It wasn’t that a Subcestor was weak, but that his Curse Power was still not completely suppressed. If it were to burst forth, he would be the one to die. The Evil You Ancestor believed he still had to revive the Evil Clan. For that reason, he couldn’t throw his life away here so easily.
At this time, Ye Fan arrived, limping as he walked.
The Evil You Ancestor looked at him and said, "It seems you’ve won."
"Haven’t you won as well?" Ye Fan smiled.
Then the two looked at each other and laughed heartily. Despite their grievous injuries, they both exuded the heroic air of those who had just slaughtered their way through the world.