Chapter 853 The Qilin Shatters the Golden Dream, and the Emperor's Blood Stains the Sky with a
On the battlefield of Tianyuan, chaotic energy was boiling.
"Boom!"
Ye Tian moved. He did not use any fancy divine weapons, but simply moved his hands to evolve the trajectory of the Great Dao.
Behind him, endless purple energy burst forth like a celestial river overflowing its banks, instantly engulfing half the sky.
That purple aura was incomparably noble, carrying an auspicious and domineering quality that commanded the submission of all living beings.
"That is... one of the Ten Primordial Fiends, the Great Divine Power of the Qilin!"
Someone exclaimed in surprise, their voice trembling.
Amidst the billowing purple mist, a majestic purple Qilin phantom, as imposing as an ancient divine mountain, slowly emerged. It stood on stars, with the sun and moon above its head, and its scales were gleaming.
Each scale resembles a purple celestial shield, inscribed with Dao patterns from the beginning of time.
Ye Tian and the phantom of the Qilin moved in unison. He stepped through the air, seemingly slowly, but in fact extremely fast, carrying a rhythm of the Great Dao that locked down the universe and was unavoidable.
"Golden Little Supreme, you burn your royal blood, attempting a desperate struggle? Alas, in my eyes, you are nothing but a clay chicken and a dog, worthless as a target for sale!"
Ye Tian's voice was as cold as ice, piercing through the raging energy storm.
He clenched his right fist, the Qilin divine form merging into his fist, and fiercely blasted it towards the Golden Little Supreme who was burning with raging golden divine fire and in a state of ultimate sublimation!
"I don't believe it! I am from the Golden Ancient Clan, with an immortal body and invincible royal blood! Open it for me!"
The Golden Little Supreme roared to the sky, his golden hair standing on end like a madman.
The golden mace in his hand had become completely luminous; it was a powerful strike he had obtained by sacrificing his lifespan and future, enough to shatter an entire star field.
"when!!!"
Their fists and maces clashed, producing a metallic tremor that seemed to shatter the ages.
At this moment, time seemed to freeze.
Immediately afterwards, a visible ripple of energy spread wildly in all directions from the two of them as the center.
Wherever it passed, the void shattered like a mirror, and black spatial cracks spread like a spider web.
"Crack!"
A crisp cracking sound rang out sharply in the deathly silence of the battlefield.
Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, the quasi-royal weapon representing the supreme glory of the Golden Ancient Clan—the Golden Mace—was actually shattered inch by inch by Ye Tian's Qilin Fist Imprint!
Countless golden fragments flew like a meteor shower, each piercing through the void.
"puff!"
The Golden Little Supreme was struck as if by lightning; his arms instantly exploded into a bloody mist, and his chest collapsed.
Like a kite with a broken string, he was violently blasted away by the Qilin's divine power contained in that punch.
"The so-called ancient technique, the so-called ultimate leap, is this all?"
Ye Tian took a step, shrinking the distance to an inch, and instantly caught up with the Golden Little Supreme who was flying backward.
He looked down at them with a haughty gaze, like a heavenly emperor judging sinners.
"Sending you on your way!"
Ye Tian raised his right foot and stepped down with the Qilin Step again.
"boom!"
This kick landed squarely on the already battered chest of the Golden Little Supreme.
The earth collapsed, and dust billowed everywhere. The Golden Little Supreme was forcibly crushed deep into the ground, his blood staining the dark brown frozen soil.
"Ah...I'm not reconciled!!"
From within the deep pit came the extremely mournful roar of the Golden Little Supreme.
His life force was rapidly dying out, his once dazzling golden battle body was now fading.
At this moment, it was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and golden divine blood gushed out as if it were free.
He couldn't accept this fact.
He used forbidden ancient techniques of his clan and even burned his royal blood to gain the combat power of a half-step god, but he was still crushed by Ye Tian like a dog being beaten to death.
That difference isn't about realm, but rather—the Way!
Ye Tian's Dao is too domineering and invincible, suppressing all the great Daos of the heavens so much that they cannot even raise their heads.
"There's nothing to be resentful about."
Ye Tian stood above the deep pit, his white clothes fluttering, untouched by a drop of blood.
He slowly extended one hand, and in his palm, a pitch-black chaotic furnace slowly emerged.
"As a descendant of the imperial family, your flesh and blood can be considered a very good medicine."
"It is your honor to become nourishment on my path to becoming a god-king."
"Swallow!"
boom!
The Chaos Furnace was inverted and instantly expanded, becoming like an ancient demonic mountain, enveloping the Golden Lesser Supreme in the deep pit.
"No! You can't kill me! Ancestor, save me!!"
The Golden Little Supreme felt the devouring power originating from the depths of its soul and let out a desperate cry for help.
He struggled frantically, trying to burn his last bit of primordial spirit to self-destruct, but under the suppression of the chaotic energy, he was even deprived of the right to self-destruct.
"Zizzizi..."
Inside the furnace, the primordial fire rose.
Under the horrified gazes of countless people, the arrogant descendant of the Golden Ancient Clan...
Along with his prized golden imperial blood, it was rapidly refined, transforming into streams of extremely pure golden energy that entered Ye Tian's body.
"call……"
Ye Tian took a deep breath, and the God King barrier within his body loosened slightly again, making his aura even more unfathomable.
"It tastes good, but that's about it."
Ye Tian commented casually, as if he had just eaten not a prodigy from an imperial clan, but an ordinary spiritual fruit.
Outside the Tianyuan battlefield.
A deathly silence enveloped the world.
Whether it was the North Sea cultivators who originally just wanted to watch the show, or the powerful beings of various races hidden in the void.
At that moment, everyone felt a chill travel from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads.
"Dead... The Golden Little Supreme... just like that, he's dead?"
"Not even bones were left; they were...eaten?"
A royal prodigy's teeth were chattering, his legs were weak, and he almost collapsed to his knees on the clouds.
That's the Golden Ancient Clan!
Those are imperial clans whose physical bodies are said to be indestructible!
How could someone kill him like a chicken and refine him like an elixir?
"Ah!!! How dare you, you brat!!"
From the depths of the void came a heart-wrenching roar.
An old man, shrouded in golden light, rushed out like a madman.
He was a guardian elder of the Golden Ancient Clan, a true peak God-King level expert.
He watched helplessly as Ye Tian killed and devoured the most promising seed of his clan in front of everyone. The heartache he felt was even worse than having his own heart ripped out.
"You have shattered my people's hope! I will make you pay with your life!!"
The old man roared, his hair and beard standing on end.
He unleashed a broken, legendary holy weapon, ready to charge into the battlefield and fight Ye Tian to the death.
"Hmph, old man, are you trying to break the rules?"
The Grand Elder of the War God Academy snorted coldly, took a step forward, and blocked the old man's path.
"When peers compete, they bear the consequences of their own lives."
"When you nine geniuses were besieging Ye Tian, why didn't you come out and stop it?"
"So you can't handle losing and want to resort to violence? Do you really think my War God Academy is just for show?!"
"boom!"
Behind the Grand Elder, several Supreme Elders simultaneously released their auras, their divine might as powerful as a prison.
They had their sights firmly set on that elder of the Golden Ancient Clan.
"You... you..."
The elder was so angry that he trembled all over, tears streaming down his face, but he dared not take another step.
He knew that the situation was hopeless. If he made a move now, he would not only fail to kill Ye Tian, but he would also lose himself.
"Heavens are blind! How could they have given birth to such a monstrous, chaotic being, when my clan had such a celestial being!"
The old man looked up at the sky and cried out in sorrow, his voice mournful.
This resonated deeply with countless cultivators in the North Sea, evoking a sense of shared sorrow and sympathy.
Unlike the Beihai monks who mourned as if they had lost their parents.
The ranks of the geniuses in the Eternal Immortal Realm were filled with cheers and boundless energy.
"The Divine Child is invincible! The Divine Child is unparalleled!"
"Hahaha! Do you see that? This is the majesty of my Immortal Realm!"
"What imperial clans, what ancient techniques—they're all a joke in the face of absolute power!"
Wang Tengfei waved his folding fan, his face flushed, feeling a surge of pent-up anger that he could finally vent.
"Well done! Well done! These guys from Beihai always think they're so high and mighty, today they'll taste what it's like to be crushed!"
Xiao Yan was so excited that he brandished the Xuanzhong Ruler and roared loudly.
"Master is mighty! Stew the rest of them too!"
The center of the battlefield.
The remaining six prodigies were no longer as composed and arrogant as before.
They looked at Ye Tian, who was suspended in mid-air, surrounded by chaotic energy that made him appear even more eerie after devouring the Golden Little Supreme.
Their faces were deathly pale, their eyes filled with apprehension and fear.
"Is this... is this his true strength?"
The Calamity Witch, Erli, stopped laughing and joking. Her gray eyes were fixed on Ye Tian, and she didn't even dare to shake the bell in her hand.
Although she is a jinx and desires destruction, that is only on the premise that she can control the situation.
But now, facing Ye Tian, she felt a kind of...
The feeling of powerlessness when one's own calamity power is suppressed by the other party.
"His physical body... is too bizarre."
The Bone Emperor of Annihilation's voice was hoarse, and his bones were trembling slightly.
“Even the forbidden ancient techniques of the Golden Ancient Clan could not seriously injure him, and... he can even absorb our power to restore himself during the battle.”
"This is simply... a perpetual motion machine! An immortal monster!"
Su Chen's face was extremely gloomy at this moment.
He had planned everything, including Ye Tianqiang, but he hadn't anticipated that Ye Tianqiang would reach such an outrageous level.
"Can't hesitate any longer!"
Su Chen gritted his teeth, looked at everyone, and transmitted his thoughts.
"The Golden Little Supreme is dead, the great formation is missing a corner, and its power is greatly reduced."
"If we continue to fight our own battles and hold back our trump cards, we'll be the next ones to be devoured!"
"Gentlemen, if you don't want to die, stop hiding!"
"Unleash your true power! Summon the demon god! Fight him to the death!"
Even at this point, they still don't want to lose, nor dare to lose.
If you lose, you die!
"Fight!"
"Ye Tian! Do you really think you've got this in the bag?!"
The Phoenix Maiden let out a shrill cry. Although it was not a natural disaster, she had witnessed the tragic death of the Golden Little Supreme.
When the lips are gone, the teeth are cold; when the lips are gone, the teeth are cold. This also unleashed all their potential.
"Blood Phoenix Rebirth - True Blood Sacrifice to Heaven!"
"boom!"
She actually ignited her own primordial true feathers, transforming into a phoenix bathed in blood and fire, her aura instantly surging.
The five major natural disasters are even more terrifying.
"Demon God's Eye, open!"
The vertical eye between the Abyss Demon Eye's brows was completely torn apart, flowing out black pus and blood.
A gigantic phantom eyeball appeared in the sky.
"Calamity strikes, and all things wither!"
Erli slashed her wrist, and gray blood splattered into the sky, stirring up endless void storms.
"The Bone Realm has descended!"
The Silent Bone Emperor opened the stone coffin behind him, releasing the corpse poison that had accumulated for ten thousand years.
"Yama's Wrath!"
"Nightmare Realm!"
The Tianyuan battlefield erupted in excitement once again.
Although one person was missing and the formation was incomplete, the power that these six people unleashed in their desperate struggle was even more violent and insidious than before!
Demonic energy, death energy, calamity energy, blood energy...
All kinds of negative energy came together and transformed into an even more ferocious and solidified form—the six-armed demon god!
This Dharma image was no longer a phantom, but rather seemed to be a real extraterrestrial demon god who had crossed over to completely destroy this world.
"Ye Tian! Prepare to die!"
The six roared in unison, controlling the demon god's avatar, and launched a final charge against Ye Tian.
Faced with this desperate counterattack.
Ye Tian stood in the void and gently dusted off non-existent dust from his sleeves.
His eyes remained calm and still, even carrying a hint of mockery.
"Just the lamentations of a bunch of losers."
"You think you can win by fighting desperately?"
"Innocent."
Ye Tian slowly raised his head, and the golden flames in his double pupils instantly turned into a hazy, chaotic gray.
"Since you are so eager to witness the power of the Demon God..."
"Then I'll show you what a true... Lord of Gods and Demons really is!"
"Chaotic Body - Slaves to Gods and Demons!"
"Buzz!"
Behind Ye Tian, the vast and strange phenomenon suddenly changed.
The Celestial King vanished from the Nine Heavens, and the Golden Lotus of Chaos disappeared.
Instead, a dark and chaotic world emerged.
In that world, three thousand phantom images of gods and demons were bowing and worshipping the figure in the center!
"Suppression!"
Ye Tian pressed down with one hand.
"Boom!"
The three thousand phantoms of gods and demons behind him seemed to have received a decree and roared in unison.
It transformed into an indescribable torrent, rushing towards the six-armed demon god.
