In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 513 [Slaying Saints, Slaying Heaven, Slaying Immortals]

"He can control the heavens with one hand and stifle any genius!"

The Stone Saint King roared, and layer upon layer of divine halos appeared behind him, making him appear like a monarch of the heavens. His status was extraordinary, and he was one of the commanders of the army.

His pair of stone fists possess unparalleled divine power and an invincible physical body, capable of shattering sacred artifacts. As a holy spirit blessed by the heavens, even without ever reaching the Great Perfection stage, his strength far surpasses that of ordinary Saint Kings. Those of the same level are simply no match for him, let alone those of higher rank.

"Covering the Sky, who do you think you are, Lin Xian?!"

Ye Fan stood atop the starry sky, his eyes cold and fierce. His fist shattered the heavens and earth, containing the power to split the world, just like the roar of billions of demon gods, like the explosion of millions of planets, dyeing the entire sky red and carving out a barren wasteland.

The army of the Stone King collapsed instantly, hundreds of alien saints were instantly blown apart, and the holy spirit was even more miserable. His entire stone orifice almost exploded, and he was nearly killed by the blow.

"Our race is invincible!"

The Stone Saint King roared, his eyes cold and filled with boundless killing intent: "It has always been about defying the immortals to slay them. How could such a thing happen? You must have cheated. You have some kind of forbidden artifact on you."

He did not believe that a weak human could defeat him. The blood of the Holy Spirit flowed back, reforging his stone body to fight again. His whole body was glowing, and one ancient symbol after another manifested on his body and appeared in the void. These were the original Dao source marks that nurtured him by heaven and earth.

"Throughout history, Holy Spirits have always been invincible among those of the same rank. I will not lose!"

The Stone Saint King charged forward again, seemingly united with heaven and earth, thanks to the blessings of the heavens. This time, Ye Fan broke both of his arms.

"The Holy Spirit was the first to be destroyed by the Holy Spirit."

A sage proclaimed, "This race is not invincible."

"As expected of the Emperor!"

Some sages even acknowledged Ye Fan's title of Emperor, believing he could truly become an emperor, and wanted to join the Heavenly Court.

"what!"

The Holy Spirit screamed, his very essence about to explode. Finally, he awoke as if from a dream, realizing that this place was not an illusion, but that a supreme human being was truly rising, and that he had stumbled upon it.

"Do you know why the Holy Spirit is invincible?" Ye Fan asked calmly, tossing down his pair of stone arms. He smiled indifferently and said, "Only when the Holy Spirit is strong enough can the ancient emperors appear even more majestic."

"That's because our ancestors never truly achieved perfection!" The Holy Spirit Stone King gritted his teeth and said, "If Wuque were to emerge, our Holy Spirit Clan would be the strongest, even surpassing the ancient emperors."

Unlike the Great Accomplished Holy Body and the Great Accomplished Hegemonic Body, the Great Accomplished Holy Spirit is blessed by Heaven, but it is also most taboo to be born prematurely, as that is the greatest tribulation for the Holy Spirit.

Once the Great Perfection realm is reached, it will be a truly supreme combat force.

"What good is giving you the Great Perfection? If I don't kill a few Great Perfection Saints, how can I show the supreme demeanor of an Emperor?" Ye Fan flicked his finger, piercing through the Saint's platform. Blood splattered, staining his white robe red.

Various strange phenomena appeared in the world, as if expressing the dissatisfaction of the heavens: yellow whirlwinds, falling blood rain, shocking and astonishing.

Slaughtering the Holy Spirit is a provocation against God, and one day it will incur divine retribution, leading to a terrible calamity.

"I am the greatest calamity; if there is cause and effect, I am the ultimate reckoning!"

Ye Fan, his black hair flowing freely and his blood aura soaring to the sky, roared like a war god: "The Azure Emperor entered the Divine Ruins, passed through the Southern Heavenly Gate, and leaped into the Heavenly Palace. Tens of thousands of years ago, he killed two true Holy Spirits under that Immortal Peach Tree!"

"In the mythological era, even in his later years, the Daoist Master could still kill a Great Perfection Saint Spirit and use the kill to brew wine."

"The so-called invincible Holy Spirit is nothing but a stepping stone on the road to the Emperor."

"If there is a curse in the future, I will use my imperial power to dispel it!"

The battle cries resounded across the starry battlefield, thrilling and inspiring the spirits of all the saints. The eight forbidden geniuses, including Emperor Tianren and the Human King, fought even harder against the Holy Spirits, battling fiercely. No one wanted to fall behind; they wanted to slay the Holy Spirits and prove their own path.

As for the Holy Spirit's curse, it's already a mortal enemy, so why worry about it so much?

Who can predict the future? The most important thing right now is to stay alive.

One powerful figure after another fell. They were all at the Saint level, capable of being revered as ancestors on any planet and establishing an eternal legacy. Yet, at this moment, they were trampled like worthless weeds. The most cruel Emperor's Path, the ancient road in the starry sky, contains the most terrifying trials.

The emperor forged his glory with corpses and adorned his colors with blood. It was cruel and terrifying. A slight misstep could lead to utter destruction, turning one into a scene on someone else's path.

With the blood of the Holy Spirit staining his skin, Ye Fan became even more majestic and mysterious, like a chilling demon king. His blood-red robes fluttered as he swept across the battlefield. From Holy Kings to Saints, no one could withstand a single blow from his Holy Fist, and he firmly held the upper hand.

Suddenly, he recited: "Early on, I knew the world was hard; Nine dragons pulling a coffin shattered the heavens; Four years of classmates turned into different dreams; The imperial star swayed, and Mars soared high. The wind and frost of the Big Dipper are nothing to me; Today, I have attained enlightenment and become a saint; With one punch, I shatter the heavens beyond the heavens; I will slay saints, slay heaven, and slay immortals!"

Ascend the heavenly path, sing as you go, and with a flick of your finger you can blot out the sky!

He carved through the battlefield like a giant tyrannosaurus, and no one below the Great Sage could rival him. Even when a peerless Heavenly King of the Heavenly generation made a move, Ye Fan could calmly leave and instead crush the opposing geniuses, having destroyed countless Holy Spirits.

The defeat of the alien army quickly attracted the attention of higher battlefields.

A ball of celestial fire flickered, incredibly sacred, and coalesced into a human form.

Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold and Immortal Tears Green Gold, among others, can be transformed into Holy Spirits when they reach the level of Immortals. Divine embryos conceived within stones can also be transformed into Holy Spirits, and beings that develop intelligence within the Immortal Tribulation Fire can also be transformed into Holy Spirits.

This is a fire spirit!
After Shi Tai and Hai Ling, the fire-type Holy Spirit also arrived at the scene. Almost all the well-known Holy Spirit Clan powerhouses from the Starry Sky Ancient Road were present.

The Heaven-Mending Secret Technique is extremely important to this clan, holding a status similar to the Holy Body Clan's Reconstruction Secret Method.

When used properly, it can create several perfected Holy Spirits and avoid the shortcomings of the past, such as the lack of successors and the excessively long gestation period.

"The Great Sage Cangyan has arrived!"

The Holy Spirit Clan's army was overjoyed, and the continuous stream of fighting power indicated that the scales of victory were tipping in their favor. In comparison, the defeat on the battlefield of the prodigies seemed insignificant.

The battlefield was boundless, the starry sky vast, and the Great Sages fought fiercely, trampling one star after another, killing their way from one star field to another, annihilating this part of the starry sky as if it were the end of the world.

The Great Sage is invincible and reigns supreme in a region. This is not just talk; he can truly dominate an ancient star field.

The human race fell silent. A new Holy Spirit Great Saint had appeared, almost becoming a Quasi-Emperor. How many Great Saints would have to exchange for him? It was truly chilling.

"Humans, how dare you!"

Fire Spirit Great Sage said coldly, his aura ethereal and otherworldly, and some of his flesh and blood had even materialized. This was the standard for embarking on the path to Quasi-Emperor, making him a cut above other peerless Great Sages.

If the stone man Ao Mang was just one step away from reaching the Quasi-Emperor realm, then this Fire Clan Holy Spirit was only a hair's breadth away. Once that thin layer was removed, he would be high above, becoming an invincible supreme being under the starry sky.

With a gentle press, it was as if the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers collapsed, threatening to shatter the entire starry sky and destroy all the saints!
"You are the one who is presumptuous!"

The first barrier of the human race trembled, and a pure aura appeared on the city wall. Lin Xian's clone was guarding the barrier and shouted loudly: "You have provoked the Heavenly Court and lost your true destiny. Your name is on the Reincarnation Stele."

"With each step and each bow, your sins will be halved on the path to rebirth, protecting your true spirit!"

Lord Lin?!

Ye Fan glanced sideways and couldn't help but sigh. When there is danger, you can trust Lin Xian; he always has a backup plan.

However, it should be noted that if there is no risk, then Lin Xian is the biggest risk.

"Hahaha..." The Fire Spirit Great Sage laughed wildly, striding forward with a violent aura that burned the stars in the heavens. He stood between heaven and earth like a demon lord, coldly saying, "This emperor does not believe that anything in the mortal world can stop me."

Strands of imperial might descended, signifying that anyone who could transcend tribulation would step into that realm and become a true quasi-emperor!

This is what Cang Yan is so proud of. Once he becomes a Quasi-Emperor, he can go anywhere in the universe and truly live a carefree life.

"The clash of two ancient paths is not the biggest upheaval yet. If you dare to take another step forward and violate the Heavenly Rules, the world will be turned upside down!" Lin Xian's avatar said indifferently, "Until you become a Quasi-Emperor, there will eventually be someone in this world who can take you down." Cang Yan sneered without speaking, transforming into countless Dharma forms. Without using his fire-based divine abilities, he actually stomped down, a blatant humiliation. He wanted to crush everyone to death.

"Get back!"

An ancient yet incredibly deep voice rang out, and an old Taoist priest stood above the starry sky, also radiating wisps of imperial might. He pierced the sky with a single finger, forcing the Great Sage Cangyan to retreat.

In complete silence, the cultivators of the Holy Spirit Clan could hardly believe that there was actually a human who could rival the Great Sage Cangyan.

"who are you?"

The Great Sage Cangyan frowned, feeling quite wary. This was someone similar to him, also only a hair's breadth away from becoming a Quasi-Emperor, practically half a Quasi-Emperor.

"The sea has turned to dust over countless autumns, the Dao has turned the hair of the old man to the sorrow of immortality, a dream spans thousands of years, the path to immortality is rugged, where can one wander..."

The old Taoist chanted softly, without a trace of supernatural power, yet he remained ethereal and at ease, displaying the demeanor of a master.

"Old Cai?!"

As the Great Sage Qinghuang left the Great Sage Battlefield, he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar person and his pupils couldn't help but shrink. This was a human from the same era as him, how could he not recognize him?

There have been very few great sages throughout history who could live to be eight thousand years old, so the two of them must have had dealings with each other.

However, while Cai Daoren has the potential to become a Quasi-Emperor, the Great Sage Qinghuang is about to pass away. Comparing the two, his feelings are extremely complicated.

"What in this world doesn't bring tears? Gains and losses, human relationships, and the length of life. Just now, I was drinking in the hall at home, and when I turned around, I saw eight thousand years had passed." Cai Daoren sighed and looked at the Great Sage Qinghuang, saying, "Fellow Daoist, you've grown old."

"Fellow Daoist, you still retain your former glory." Great Sage Qinghuang said bitterly. Daoist Cai had white hair and a youthful face, and his blood energy was restrained, as if he could live for another thousand years.

“I was fortunate enough to receive guidance from the Heavenly Court and gain some opportunities, otherwise I would be in a similar situation to you now.” Cai Daoren smiled slightly and said meaningfully, “At eight thousand years old, how can you die in despair? This is the age to give it your all.”

The Great Sage Qinghuang was stunned. At his age, he had taken all kinds of powerful medicines and developed drug resistance. Even the Medicine King was useless to him, and he was already preparing to pass away.

Unless, there is an elixir of immortality, or a longevity elixir like the Nine-Turn Immortal Elixir.

"Even if the Heavenly Court had it, would they give it to me? I'm afraid there wouldn't even be enough for our own people." The Great Sage Qinghuang shook his head, looked across at the other side, and said in a deep voice, "Let's defeat the Holy Spirit Clan first."

"The Holy Spirit is where the opportunity lies."

Cai Daoren smiled calmly, then soared into the air, manifesting a Dharma form tens of thousands of feet tall, with the sun, moon, and stars above his head and the nine netherworlds beneath his feet, confronting the Great Sage Cangyan.

Strands of immortal fire swirled around him, and Cang Yan's entire body was as clear and bright as divine glass, like a god descending to earth, showing no sign of retreat.

Two near-emperors clashed, their imperial might causing even the Great Sage to change color, instantly creating a vacuum zone that no one could avoid.

"Human, I admit you are indeed very strong, but the current situation is not something that a few of you can stabilize."

The Great Sage Cangyan said slowly, "The ancient road has changed, and the strongest beings from other star regions will arrive, as will our allies. You alone cannot hold it."

Among the myriad races of the vast universe, the Holy Spirit race is merely one of the stronger forces, and there are many others that can rival it in power.

Upon hearing this, the Great Sage Qinghuang's expression turned solemn. He could hold out for now, but he had to consider the future.

"Then fight!"

A majestic voice rang out, and a tall, middle-aged man walked from afar, standing before the city. He was like a towering mountain, like a vast ocean, with an aura that seemed to encompass ten thousand miles, like a god looking down upon the boundless earth.

"Old Madman Senior!"

Ye Fan shouted excitedly. This was a Great Sage from the Tianxuan Holy Land, whose strength was terrifying and who had undergone a terrible transformation. He was no longer an old man with white hair, nor a young madman, but a golden age with black hair and blood energy like a dragon!

He has the potential to become a near-Emperor.

The old madman nodded to Ye Fan, then pointed at the Holy Spirit Ao Mang and said calmly, "You come."

"Another human Great Sage. You few alone cannot defy the heavens."

The Holy Spirit Ao Mang sneered, "Don't waste your time."

The old madman was ruthless and didn't talk much. He directly wielded the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist and charged forward, which led to a great battle. Six ancient cosmic cycles evolved into all things, the Milky Way surged, and the Vermilion Bird cut across the nine heavens.

A single punch shook the ages, unleashing ancient chanting sounds, striking a Great Sage-level Holy Spirit with pure physical strength!

puff!
With his blood flowing freely, the Holy Spirit Ao Mang was no match for the old madman; a few punches would soon cripple him.

The crowd looked at each other strangely, feeling that the method seemed strangely familiar.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, what is your relationship with that Great Sage?" a guide asked curiously.

"He was once the Holy Son of Tianxuan, and so was I," Ye Fan said with a calm smile. "This senior has done me a great favor."

They realized they were from the same school! The saints suddenly understood and felt much relieved. No wonder their methods of attacking the Holy Spirit were exactly the same.

The strength of the human race is not something that can be talked about, but something that can be earned through battle!

The Holy Spirit is being defeated time and time again. The myth of the Holy Spirit's invincibility has been shattered time and time again. He feels utterly humiliated, yet also harbors a dark fear.

If the old madman keeps hitting him, he might actually be beaten to death.

"Fellow Daoists, what are you waiting for!" The Holy Spirit Ao Mang dodged the old madman's holy fist and then tore open a spatial passage.

There were four evil gods on the other side. They had arrived at some unknown time and were lurking in the small world, ready to reap the benefits.

"Fellow Daoists, stop delaying! Do you really want the human race to benefit?" Great Sage Cangyan shouted, urging the evil gods to take action.

The four evil gods have different auras. Some are endless killers who have built their thrones, some are wise and cunning, surrounded by chaotic energy, some are extremely evil and full of vitality, and some are alluring and seductive, using their charm to make even saints fall for them and become their puppets.

The massive army of evil gods has arrived, and we can no longer sit idly by and watch them fight; we have no choice but to join the fray and choose one side.

After a moment's thought, the evil gods decided to abide by their covenant with the Holy Spirit, attack the ancient road of humanity, and then each take what they needed.

The human race is powerful and has too many trump cards, exceeding the imagination of the evil god. If the Holy Spirit race is defeated, the human race will be able to deal with them.

"Quick victory!"

One of the evil gods spoke in a deep voice. His entire body was pale gold, like a deity, with four faces on his head, exuding immense majesty.

This is the Light Clan, the Light Clan that possesses supreme imperial weapons.

Some human saints recognized the origin of the evil god, and the atmosphere immediately became silent and tense.

"The Holy Spirit Clan has invaded, and the Light Clan has also intervened. Let's fight!"

Lin Xian's avatar struck again, crushing a talisman. This was obtained by the Great Sage of the Vast Sea after visiting the Qi Refiners of the Flying Immortal Star during the pre-Qin period; it was equivalent to a miniature five-colored altar.

The void outlined ripples of the Bagua (Eight Trigrams) symbol, and a star gate appeared, transforming into a spatial tunnel. The deepest part was chaotic and unclear, with only a faint sound whistling past.

"Do you think my primordial lineage has no one to rely on?!"

A Taoist priest in a black and white robe from Flying Immortal Star sensed the coordinate node, carrying the Demon-Slaying Sword, and traversed the starry sky.

(End of this chapter)