Legend of Zixia

Chapter 268 One Slash Kill

"Where is the Holy Body of the Human Race? Let me see it!"

A cold shout, as loud as thunder, rang out as the Dragon-Headed Ancient King strode forward, heading straight into the depths of the Snow Orchid Forest. With each step he took, the void trembled, and the jade slabs beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, as if the entire Jade Pool was bearing his oppressive power.

His eyes were golden, burning like lava, and his gaze was sharp as a knife, locking onto Ye Fan—the young man who was sitting behind the stone table drinking.

A chilling, sinister killing intent quietly spread out.

"Oh no!" The person sitting with Ye Fan's expression changed drastically.

"Everyone knows that Ye Fan, the Holy Body of the Human Race, is too monstrous—he even dared to curse the Heavenly Emperor's son, he single-handedly turned Yuan Valley upside down, and the entire Divine Spirit Valley was wiped out. The major ancient royal families have long regarded him as a major threat and wish they could nip him in the bud before he grows up!"
"Brother Ji Zi!" Ji Ziyue's voice was urgent, "Activate the Imperial Weapon in a moment and cover Xiao Yezi's escape! Don't let him die here!"

"It's nothing serious." Ye Fan smiled lightly, slowly stood up, and his eyes flashed with cold light. "If all else fails, I'll go all out today—I still have a trump card that can catch him off guard."

"Try not to act recklessly!" Duan De said in a low voice, his tone more solemn than ever before. "You can't just take on a King-level being head-on. Once the Imperial Weapon makes its move, even the Western Emperor Tower might not be able to hold it off. It will cause a huge problem!"

"Ye Fan, go for it! Don't be a coward!" Black Emperor grinned wildly from the side, his dog paw still holding a wine glass. "I'll back you up! Come on, let this old dragon taste what it means to 'enter hell through his mouth'!"

"You damn dog!" Li Heishui grabbed it. "Quickly prepare the Void Chessboard array! If things get chaotic, send Ye Fan away immediately!"

"Don't worry, Ye Fan, leave it to me! No one can touch you in front of me," Zixia said decisively in an instant, after they secretly exchanged their opinions.

The Dragon-Headed Ancient King finally stopped, no more than ten feet away from Ye Fan.

His aura grew increasingly terrifying, his chaotic saintly energy spreading like mist, making it difficult for the surrounding cultivators to breathe. Even the leader of a major sect felt his legs go weak and almost knelt down.

"So it's you?" He looked down at Ye Fan, his voice deep and thunderous, filled with endless contempt.

“Yes, it’s me.” Ye Fan slowly stood up, met his gaze, his expression calm and without fear.

In the distance, both the human and ancient races watching were utterly astonished—

Facing a true ancient venerable one, a living fossil-level ancestral king, Ye Fan did not kneel down, nor did he even take a single step back!
“Interesting.” The Dragon-Headed Ancient King’s eyes flashed slightly, and the nine divine halos behind his head suddenly blazed brightly, like suns exploding, releasing overwhelming pressure.

That is the power of a saint, enough to crush everything below the saint level and force all living beings to submit!

In an instant, Ye Fan's bones cracked, his flesh nearly torn apart, and his meridians felt as if struck by lightning. Had he not possessed the Ancient Sacred Body, a physical form defying the heavens, he would have already crumbled to ashes!
But he gritted his teeth and held on, his spine straight, letting the force press him down until his knees were slightly bent, but he never knelt!

"What kind of skill is it to use the power of a saint to suppress others?" A clear, cold voice suddenly rang out.

The monkey suddenly stood up, its Fighting Saint Ape bloodline erupting with a thunderous roar. Its golden eyes flashed like lightning, and its fighting spirit soared to the heavens: "What is there to be proud of?!"

“Holy Prince.” The Dragon-Headed Ancient King withdrew his gaze, glanced at the monkey indifferently, and said in a cold tone, “As a member of my ancient race, it is unreasonable for you to be too close to the Holy Body of the Human Race.”

“My father once said: All things in the universe are mutually generative and mutually restraining, and each race has its own way,” the monkey sneered.

"You are a descendant of the Fighting Saint Emperor, and I have no further comment," the Dragon-Headed Ancient King's voice grew colder. "But this person must pay the price."

His gaze locked onto Ye Fan again, his killing intent boiling: "No one can stop me."

The ancient dragon-headed king grew cold, and he seemed to have the urge to kill the monkey along with him at the slightest provocation.

In the distance, all the humans felt a chill in their hearts. The arrival of an ancient king was something that ordinary people could not even compare to; the difference was too great. Even if all the sect leaders attacked together, they could not stop him from even touching a single finger.

"Are you trying to bully me?" Ye Fan pulled the monkey back, preventing him from going forward. He was not afraid; his expression was calm, almost questioning.

"Are you talking to me? I could kill you tens of thousands of times with a flick of my thumb!" said the Dragon-Headed Ancient King in a chilling voice.

“That’s right, I’m talking to you.” Ye Fan nodded fearlessly.

Behind them, the ancient tribes were all astonished, all eyes focused on him. How dare he speak to an ancestral king like that? It was tantamount to suicide.

boom--!
These words resounded like a thunderclap in everyone's ears!

All eyes instantly focused on him. How dare a young man who had not yet truly attained sainthood speak to an Ancestral King like that?
This is not a provocation, this is a declaration of war! Many people felt a chill in their hearts, thinking he had gone mad.

But some people saw something long lost in those indomitable eyes: the indomitable spirit of humanity, which has never been broken.

"Fine! I'll give you a chance—lend me a finger, and I'll spare your life!"

The Dragon-Headed Ancient King spoke in a sinister tone, his eyes blazing with murderous intent. He slowly raised his right hand, a giant finger wreathed in chaotic energy pointing at Ye Fan, its tip gathering immense power, as if capable of shattering stars and piercing through the void.

"Om-"

With a slight tremor, heaven and earth fell silent.

It was neither a roar of divine power nor an explosion of laws—but rather a pattern of array appearing in the void and then instantly disappearing, like ripples on a mirror, leaving no trace.

But in that very instant—

Zixia and the Dragon Head Ancient King vanished into thin air in the same instant!

There was no spatial tearing, no teleportation fluctuations, as if they had never existed in this space-time.

Only Ye Fan, Monkey, Duan De, and the others remained, their expressions changing drastically as their gazes swept sharply in the direction of the Ji family—

"Such methods..." Duan De's pupils shrank, his voice trembling, "No need to set up an array beforehand, forming patterns in an instant, and even able to teleport people... What level of void mastery is this?!"

Ji Haoyue and Ji Ziyue looked at Ji Zi in shock: "Your Highness, did you activate the formation?!"

Himeko shook her head, looking interested: "It's not me... this isn't the Hime family's array system!"

The entire room fell silent.

Only Ye Fan stood rooted to the spot, his mind reeling, and blurted out:

"Where's Zixia?!"

He then realized—

The array pattern we just saw was neither meant to save anyone nor to send the enemy away.

Instead, it was Zixia who, at the last moment, used herself as a catalyst to activate some kind of spatial secret technique that transcended common sense—

She took herself and the Dragon-Headed Ancient King away from this place!

At this moment, the Black Emperor said to Ye Fan, "Don't worry! She'll deal with that dragon headman in no time!"

The wind stopped, and the flowers fell.

The entire snow orchid forest fell into a deathly silence.

In the distance, onlookers were unaware of what had happened, only noticing that the two had suddenly vanished.

Those who truly understand will feel a tremendous surge of emotion within them.

"boom"

Outside the sacred land of Yaochi, the vast ocean surged, and towering demonic waves rose into the sky, causing the clouds in the heavens to scatter and the spiritual veins of the earth to hum!
The scene before them left the powerful figures from all sides who were watching speechless, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground—a blade of light as cold as an ancient, frigid river suddenly appeared, so fast that only a pale white afterimage remained, actually cleaving the supreme body of the ancient dragon beast race in two! Crimson dragon blood gushed out like a waterfall, splashing onto the jade steps of the Jade Pool Sacred Land, and scalding blood droplets fell to the ground, creating deep pits that emitted blue smoke.

"what--!"

The roar of the Dragon-Headed Ancient King shattered the heavens, its sound waves carrying endless resentment and disbelief. As the ancestor of his race, he had dominated the ancient times, with few rivals in the world. Yet, he had been cleaved in two by a single strike from a human who had not yet attained sainthood. He was nearly driven mad.

The body, its scales shattered, healed rapidly under the nourishment of dragon blood. Its muscles and bones surged, and dragon energy enveloped its body. In just a few breaths, it was back to normal. However, the arrogance that once lingered between its brows and looked down upon the heavens was mostly worn away. What remained was only deep-seated fear and bone-chilling killing intent.

(End of this chapter)