novelraw Chapter 1080: I Command the Heavenly Dao to Strike the Holy Mountain
Chapter 1080: I Command the Heavenly Dao to Strike the Holy Mountain
Not every moth flying into the flame has the courage to die a hundred deaths without regret.
But if there is a reason why they must enter the fire, then even the most timid moth can charge forward fearlessly, even if there is only death ahead!
Clearly just two or three hundred people, yet under the resolve of death, the momentum they carry is enough to shake the heavens!
Enough to move any mighty ones of the Holy Mountain who initially felt disdain towards them!
Where righteousness leads, life and death shall follow!
Heaven can testify, the Blood Martial is the witness!
It was a gigantic boat emitting a blood-red light reaching the sky, carrying two or three hundred people, constantly ramming into the boundary array of the Holy Mountain, trying to invade, trying to rescue!
This giant boat was a defective item among the innate treasures, yet even so, every time it rammed into the array, it could still create some cracks.
And when these two or three hundred death warriors detonated the innate giant boat at any cost, they finally blasted a gap in the boundary array, successfully invading the land of the Holy Mountain!
Those who could fly, flew desperately towards the execution ground!
Those restricted by the forbidden force bounded through the mountains, advancing headlong, unstoppable!
However, the Holy Mountain has countless cultivators; if not counting the ones flying up from the grassland, just the number of guards from the Twelve Lineages of the Holy Mountain exceeds a million, and every one of them is an outstanding master of the Second Step cultivation, among them many Immortal Venerables and Immortal Kings!
Almost at the moment these Blood Martial followers invaded the formation’s interior, they were immediately intercepted fiercely, suffering heavy casualties from the beginning.
To try to traverse a million fellow-leveled cultivators’ defenses with just two or three hundred warriors and reach the execution ground deep within the Holy Mountain, is utterly impossible!
But, what if it’s impossible!
What if it can’t be done!
What if there’s a manpower difference of thousands of times!
Roar!
A black iron strongman wielded a Ghost-Head Greatsword, slaying blocking Holy Mountain Buddha cultivators while roaring furiously as he charged forward, an Eternal Immortal Venerable under Emperor Butcher, with an eons-old Tribulation cultivation, not the strongest this time, yet bravely leading the charge, fearless of death.
Unfortunately, he was soon surrounded by an Immortal King, several Immortal Venerables, and hundreds of True Immortals of the Holy Mountain.
In just a few encounters, the black iron strongman was seriously injured under the siege of many strong Holy Mountain cultivators!
He helplessly gazed at the unreachable execution ground, filled with sorrow.
Then that sorrow transformed into madness!
What is there to fear in death!
Only regret that I cannot rescue my master!
When his internal injuries worsened to the point where he couldn’t stand steadily anymore, the black iron strongman finally burst into tears, self-destructed both his physical body and Spirit, forming a destructive shockwave, spreading in all directions, blasting all attacking True Immortals, and even slaying one Eternal Immortal Venerable!
The remaining ones were also severely injured, filled with alarm and fear!
This, is the moth’s rage!
The sound of killing shot straight to the clouds!
The indomitable spirit roared like a mountain call or a stormy sea!
A brawny Blood Martial Four Calamity Immortal King, spraying blood wildly to activate the magical treasure, forcibly killed a newly ascended Immortal Venerable and hundreds of True Immortals ahead. After struggling bitterly, he didn’t even have time to raise his head before dozens of flying swords with a level of eleven Nirvana sneak attacked from the side, piercing his body, and several of them directly pierced through his Spirit.
Blood splattered seven steps!
The aura of death gradually emanated from this Blood Martial Immortal King. He could feel himself so close, so close to death.
What is there to fear in death!
Only regret that I cannot alleviate my master’s worries!
Not far away, three Holy Mountain Triple Calamity Immortal Kings were rejoicing over having sneakily killed a Blood Martial Immortal King with a single sword, but little did they expect that this barely breathing Blood Martial Immortal King suddenly turned around, roared, and charged towards them.
Then, a destructive self-explosion spread out, trading one for three, dying together!
This, is the moth’s rage!
Blood Martial cultivators on the move, one by one being besieged and killed, the number of fallen bodies increased continuously.
Yet, no one retreated!
Even though the execution ground was unreachable, even though the million guardians’ tidal wave was unstoppable, they still charged forward heedlessly.
Unfortunately, it’s useless...
Unfortunately, there was no miracle...
Gradually, the shouts and cries of the Blood Martial cultivators weakened.
Gradually, of the original two or three hundred, only about fifty or sixty were left.
Gradually, even those fifty or sixty became bodies on the ground, or perhaps... couldn’t even find their bodies anymore.
The slaughter between the Burial Mountains finally calmed down.
Until the last moment, these two or three hundred people couldn’t advance near the execution ground, couldn’t carve out a bloody path.
But they likewise made the Holy Mountain pay a huge price.
Among the million Holy Mountain guards, nearly ten thousand died, with the casualties being dozens of times that of the Blood Martial cultivators.
With just two or three hundred people, against a million equally powerful, and still causing casualties dozens of times their own, these Blood Martial cultivators’ ferocity was proven, leaving everyone present shocked.
Blood tears slipped from Emperor Butcher’s right eye.
Her fair teeth bit into her cracked lower lip, bleeding profusely.
Emperor Butcher felt something inside her heart shattering, some beast roaring within.
She wanted to break free from the execution frame, to avenge her subordinates, but she couldn’t.
Guilt and self-blame spread deep within her heart, for those subordinates who perished here, for the kindness that could never be repaid.
Glaring Buddha noticed Emperor Butcher’s agitation and smiled. But not long after, his smile froze, frowning.
Not just him, all cultivators present watching the Burial Mountains battlefield frowned simultaneously.
Hundreds of moths had just perished, but from afar in the sky, yet another little moth broke through the boundary array of the Holy Mountain, entering this place!
It was a young man in white, descending onto the battlefield filled with countless severed limbs and broken arms, stepping upon a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, his expression silent.
Then a large hand reached out, and countless wandering souls with nowhere to go were directly plucked from the heavens and earth by him, collected into an ancient demon spirit ring, waiting for a day when these heroic souls might be reborn.
This person was neither dressed like the million Holy Mountain guards nor armored like the Blood Martial cultivators!
The person wore the attire of a foreign cultivator, and his appearance was the same as the outsider who privately destroyed the execution frame months ago!
It’s Ning Fan!
He didn’t expect another group to come to rescue Emperor Butcher, arriving a step too late...
Exclamations rose in waves!
"What is happening! The invaders aren’t just the subordinates of the Blood Martial Master, how come there’s that Ning outsider?!"
"Wasn’t he already escaped from the Holy Domain, why is he still here!"
"How did he evade the pursuit of Glaring Buddha!"
"Does he intend to emulate those dead Blood Martial subordinates and save the Blood Martial Master!"
"Ignorant! Foolish! Arrogant!"
"So many Blood Martial Immortal Venerables and Kings perished, he’s just one person, merely an Immortal Venerable, what can he do!"
"Moth to the flame, seeking self-destruction!"
"Opposing the Holy Mountain, the only end is death!"
Glaring Buddha frowned.
With his countless years of cultivation experience, it was hard to imagine that a mere Immortal Venerable outsider like Ning Fan could actually shield against his karmic search, evading his pursuit, continuing to hide in the Supreme Pill Sacred Domain.
The Eastern Heaven cultivators, busy trying to release the seal of the Primordial Thunder Cauldron, were also taken aback by Ning Fan’s arrival.
Especially the Dark Clan Yin Luo Sha, whose gaze towards Ning Fan was the coldest.
The Stone Man Emperor’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Within the branch he left in the Dabei Grassland, there was an outstanding disciple, one he valued highly, named Stone Dang. It was confirmed that Stone Dang was killed by this outsider in the Fire Soul Tower!
The Leiyun Kingdom just snorted disdainfully, not expecting that Ning Fan, who had been previously forced into a dead end by the Thunder Sound Lineage, would still be bouncing around unharmed like a grasshopper!
At this moment, Ning Fan wasn’t arriving as the Ghost Faced Cultivator, so none of the people present felt any dread of his arrival.
Only disdain!
Only mockery like looking at a moth!
Originally in a pained mood, Emperor Butcher unexpectedly opened her beautiful eyes, looked incredulously at the distant and unreachable figure at the center of the mountain of bodies and sea of blood.
That young man in white, grace peerless!
"Why... even you came..."
Emperor Butcher gave a bitter smile.
The death of her subordinates had already made her heart feel like it was being cut by a knife, and she was even less willing to see Ning Fan die before her...
You brat!
Why did you come here!
Why haven’t you left...
"Senior, don’t worry, it’s just a Holy Mountain. I’ll be by your side shortly."
Ning Fan said expressionlessly.
Even if there were countless examples before him of moths flying into the flame and dying, he would not be afraid.
Even if at this moment, he was the only one left to attack the Holy Mountain, he would not back down.
His indifferent tone regarded the Holy Mountain as nothing, completely dismissing the countless powerful beings present!
There was also a fury, accumulated in his heart—guilt for being late, an apology to those who sacrificed themselves!
It’s the anger for... the Emperor Butcher, who was covered in blood at this moment!
Like madness, like delirium, wanting frenzy!
He clearly did not love the Emperor Butcher, but he just couldn’t stand to see her suffer any injury!
Holy Mountain? So what!
What about the emperors at the side!
If he wants to save someone, no one can stop him!
Those who wounded him cannot be let off so easily!
"What a arrogant foreign cultivator! How dare he belittle our Holy Mountain!"
"Courting death! This kid is courting death!"
"Kill this madman, let him witness the might of Holy Mountain!"
"This kid has privately destroyed the Punishing Ring, a serious crime, and has also trespassed into the Holy Mountain, cannot be let off!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
No one needed to command, the million-strong army who had previously slaughtered hundreds of Blood Martial Cultivators rushed to attack Ning Fan.
Furthermore, four Eternal Immortal Venerables from the Holy Mountain led over a thousand True Immortals at the front, wanting to be the first to kill Ning Fan and seize credit!
"This credit is mine!"
"Old man mine!"
"No one can snatch it from me!"
"It’s mine!"
The four spoke confidently, as if taking down Ning Fan was a trivial matter.
But they were wrong.
To everyone else, Ning Fan was just a moth wanting to fly into the flame, bound to vanish!
But actually, Ning Fan wasn’t any mere moth. If forced to compare, he was similar but ultimately different from a moth.
He was a butterfly, a butterfly whose wings could stir hurricanes!
To Ning Fan at this moment, four Eternal Immortal Venerables couldn’t even stimulate his appetite. He flicked his wrist, and the Wind-Fire Fan taken from the Bone Spirit Emperor appeared in his hand, fanning fiercely at the four Eternal Immortal Venerables!
Directly turning the four Eternal Immortal Venerables and the thousands of True Immortals behind them to dust!
And then he fanned again, those millions intending to surround him, one after another, turned to dust!
Each fan, at least a thousand Second Step Immortal cultivators vanished into smoke!
Eternal Immortal Venerables attacked, one fan and they turned to dust!
Immortal Kings battled, one fan if not dead, then two fans, three fans, four fans!
In just over ten breaths, within the million crowd more than ten thousand had been turned to ashes by Ning Fan, with nine Immortal Venerables and three Immortal Kings fallen!
One person, one fan, like an unstoppable god of killing!
Countless Dao Fruits exploded, but no one picked them up!
Countless storage pouches turned to dust, but Ning Fan, did not care!
Of course, among the dense rain-like attacks from the million army, many hit Ning Fan’s body, but unfortunately, ordinary attacks couldn’t even break Ning Fan’s physical defense! The powerful attacks were deliberately dodged by Ning Fan, not one hitting.
Every instant, tens of thousands of cultivators turn to dust, while on the other side, someone relies on the strength of their body, remaining unscathed amid attacks from millions!
This scene has clearly turned into a one-sided massacre by Ning Fan!
With his own strength, he suppresses a million Immortal Cultivators!
"What is the background of this individual, how could his body be so strong! Only an Immortal Emperor who has refined their body to the extreme could have such physical strength!"
"Wait, this one’s magical treasure seems familiar, I’ve heard of it somewhere!"
"This, this is the Wind-Fire Fan! The famed item of Emperor Bone Spirit, why is it in this person’s hand!"
"Could it be that this person is somehow related to the Bone Spirit Peak massacre, or perhaps, he is, actually..."
"Impossible! Don’t speak nonsense! This person is just an Immortal Venerable, he can’t possibly be the rumored Ghost Face Cultivator! There must be another reason behind the Wind-Fire Fan’s appearance!"
Exclamations arose all around!
Some even vaguely suspected that Ning Fan was the Ghost Face Cultivator, but couldn’t believe it readily.
Underward this scale of unilateral slaughter by Ning Fan, even some Immortal Emperors of the Holy Mountain couldn’t sit still. If they didn’t act, with Ning Fan’s dominance, he could potentially slaughter the entire million Immortal Cultivators of the Holy Mountain by himself!
By then, how could the grand Holy Mountain maintain its dignity!
"I will take this person!" The Spirit Sect Great Emperor stood up, as just now, he had a descendant at the Immortal Venerable level turned to ashes by Ning Fan!
"I will also act, killing this individual is as easy as a flick of the wrist!" The current Chulie Emperor snorted arrogantly and stood up, having lost several disciples.
"Hmph! I will also strike!" It was Lei Cao from the Thunder Sound Lineage, a Seven Calamity Immortal Emperor, standing up from the Lei Clan’s Third Ancestor.
But just as the three Immortal Emperors were about to strike, one person acted first!
Bright Buddha!
Bright Buddha’s expression was particularly ugly. With the appearance of the Wind-Fire Fan, he had great confidence that Ning Fan was the Ghost Face Cultivator!
He couldn’t be bothered with an external junior at the Immortal Venerable cultivation level, but if this junior had another notorious identity, it mattered otherwise!
"All fall back! Don’t add further unnecessary casualties! This one’s means defy heaven. Even a million Immortal Cultivators below the Immortal Emperor is futile! The old monk will personally take this person!" Bright Buddha transformed into a golden spear and approached, his voice like thunder shatters heaven and earth, vibrating the ears of all cultivators.
Seeing Bright Buddha personally involved, the three Great Emperors naturally refrained from acting, and the tide of a million cultivators immediately retreated, creating enough space for Bright Buddha to unleash his divine skills against Ning Fan.
No one believed that Ning Fan could withstand the personal strike of Bright Buddha.
Even if Ning Fan might be the rumored Ghost Face Cultivator, it was pointless; in front of the strongest of the Holy Mountain, there was only the path of defeat!
Faced with Bright Buddha’s personal suppression, Ning Fan naturally did not dare to be negligent and directly released the complete form of the God-Slaying Giant.
At the moment the giant’s golden body materialized, Bright Buddha unleashed a massive hand imprint that penetrated heaven and earth, striking the God-Slaying Giant.
Xumi Palmprint!
A palmprint identical to that of True Person Bailu!
The only difference lay in the unimaginable difference in might when the same palmprint was wielded by the two! Ning Fan could withstand True Person Bailu’s handprint with his physical defense alone, but he did not have the confidence to withstand the full palm force of Bright Buddha with the golden body of the God-Slaying Giant!
It seemed if this palm was unleashed by Bright Buddha, it was enough to obliterate everything before his eyes!
The God-Slaying Giant raised a massive shield to take on the palmprint, and though the shield would not be shattered by the strike, the force coming through compressed the golden flame armor on the giant’s surface, creating a swaying sensation as if it would break at any moment!
"Speed!"
Ning Fan once again summoned an innate treasure, the Kaluo Emperor Subduing Demon Bead, using the Kaluo Emperor Subduing Demon Bead and the Wind-Fire Fan’s combined offensive to narrowly fend off Bright Buddha’s casual palm strike.
Struck by the Subduing Demon Bead, Bright Buddha’s body immediately flew backward, although not injured, the area hit bore a faint ache. Struck several times by the Wind-Fire Fan, his white beard singed rather noticeably before steadying himself, his expression showed some dismay, evidently not expecting Ning Fan to fend off his full force.
Ning Fan, confronted with a formidable foe, grew increasingly wary of Bright Buddha.
Struggling so much to face a casual strike from Bright Buddha, what could be done if Bright Buddha revealed his trump card? What if the Medicine Master Buddha within Bright Buddha intervened?
"As expected of Bright Buddha, truly formidable, not someone I can defeat. Burying Moon, I need your help!" Across the Xuan Yin Treasure, Ning Fan’s voice was solemn as he transmitted his thoughts to Burying Moon.
"Dear lewd thief, what’s with the formality, at a crucial moment, if I don’t help you, who will!" was the ever-weak voice of Burying Moon!
Upon learning of the Emperor Butcher’s advance in execution, Ning Fan abandoned everything at hand and remained in the Xuan Yin Treasure, assisting Burying Moon to swiftly adapt to her physical form.
For Burying Moon to complete the integration with her body in three days, Ning Fan even expended over a hundred Heavenly Dao Golds, purchasing numerous good items from the Tongtian Sect.
In full support of Burying Moon, he even was slightly delayed due to this matter.
Three days, how could they be enough for a peak Immortal Emperor to integrate with their physical form... For Burying Moon, who had been dead for years, it would typically require hundreds of thousands or even millions of years to achieve perfect body fusion.
Even with the South Sea Spring Water, Nine-Turn Emperor Elixir, Tongtian Sect’s precious materials, Ning Fan had no confidence Burying Moon could partake in this battle within three days.
If forced to act, it was uncertain how long Burying Moon’s new body could endure.; all was unknown...
"Sorry, for always having you suffer backlash due to my matters. Once this is over, I will compensate you; even if it means giving you freedom, it’s yours!"
"Freedom? Haha, the slave mark of the Royal Taicang Calamity Spirit is not so easily erased. I don’t dare to hope for your promises. You don’t need to feel guilty, nor take my help as a favor to you. If it weren’t for our lives being linked, if you die, I would die too, do you think I would help you? Ha! Do you think you’re that appealing!"
The Bright Buddha’s attack had no effect. With a flicker of his figure, he pressed down with a second Heaven-Concealing Palm Imprint, instantly draining all the spiritual energy from the surrounding heavens and earth, concentrating it into the palm imprint.
This palm was even stronger than the previous one by several degrees. Ning Fan did not plan to take it head-on again. The God-Slaying Giant swiped his hand across, instantly creating a spatial rift in front of him.
It was a rift leading to the Xuan Yin Treasure!
This was a defiance of the Supreme Pill Sacred Domain’s restrictions on foreign cultivators, an astonishing feat!
"This person is a foreign cultivator, how can he open the World of Boundary Treasure within the Sacred Domain!" Everyone found it incomprehensible.
The Bright Buddha, while greatly surprised, felt a sense of crisis inexplicably, but, holding himself in high esteem, quickly suppressed this absurd sense of crisis.
A single person, a single palm, approached in an instant!
"It’s merely breaking this world’s rules, forcefully opening the World of Boundary Treasure. Though I don’t know what this child will take from the world of the Boundary Treasure, it surely won’t influence the situation here. Merely a foreign cultivator...two palm strikes are enough to kill him!"
Bang!
Sound of the second Xumi Palmprint being shattered by a woman’s slap!
Puff!
The confident Bright Buddha was struck in the forehead by a slender jade finger radiating moonlight, spewing blood and flying back miserably!
As the Bright Buddha continuously approached Ning Fan, suddenly someone walked out lightly from the World of Boundary Treasure that Ning Fan had opened, effortlessly striking the Bright Buddha away.
As she had done years ago, like a queen looking down from above, she scorned the Bright Buddha.
"You are the Holy Mountain’s strongest—Bright Buddha? Very mediocre. I heard you like me? Sorry, I advise you not to like me, you’re too ugly, I wouldn’t like you."
The Burying Moon Immortal Concubine appeared before the world barefoot, treading on moonlight, her exquisite beauty unparalleled, with an indescribable holiness, like the Nine Heavens Goddess.
Her occasionally Half-Step Quasi-Saint, occasionally Single Tribulation Quasi-Saint aura, caused everyone here to gasp!
"Not good! That foreign cultivator actually released a Half-Step Quasi-Saint from the World of Boundary Treasure!"
"No, it’s not as simple as a Half-Step Quasi-Saint. This woman’s aura is extremely strange, fluctuating, and when high, can even reach the true Quasi-Saint level in a short time!"
"Even the Bright Buddha is not her match?!"
"This woman is so powerful, she can’t possibly be an unknown figure—who exactly is she!"
"That moonlight finger... I’ve heard of it in some ancient texts, could she possibly be the Burying Moon Immortal Concubine!"
"Burying Moon Immortal Concubine! Impossible, that peerless woman died long ago in the great calamity of the ancient Heavenly Court! How could she have survived from the ancient calamity till today!"
Burying Moon gracefully yawned, completely ignoring others’ discussions, inwardly overjoyed.
Who would have thought, after being dead for so many years, people still remembered her name, she was full of pride.
See, Little Pervert! I am the Burying Moon Immortal Concubine who shook the ancient world, not your little servant or maid. From today on, you can no longer casually humiliate me. Show respect!
The Bright Buddha forcibly steadied his retreat, touched his forehead, found that his forehead was pierced by Burying Moon Immortal Concubine’s finger, had a bloody hole, and was further injured in his divine sense by the moonlight, instantly infuriating him!
There was no such affection for Burying Moon as rumored from the outside!
Only boundless killing intent like the pouring galaxies!
"Could it be that you came today to disrupt the situation, intending, like in ancient times, to once again throw my Dabei into chaos! Do you think it’s still the era where you Purple Dou Immortal Cultivators were untouchable! No one will indulge you anymore! Back then, the reason for sparing you was only because this old monk dreaded that supreme existence in the Purple Mountain Dou Sea. But now, that person has been erased from reincarnation. If you don’t know when to advance or retreat, don’t blame this old monk for killing you, stripping you of your cultivation, and distributing it for the Holy Mountain cultivators to consume!" the Bright Buddha shouted angrily.
"Do you have the ability...to kill me..." Burying Moon’s pretty face was slightly disdainful, her figure flickered, transforming into moonlight, and pressed towards the Bright Buddha.
Her moonlight-treading step was swift as a phantom, rare in the declining Cultivation Realm of Decline, she moved like a streak of moonlight, elusive and indeterminate, ineffable and elusive.
Whenever her ghostly silhouette appeared beside the Bright Buddha, it would inevitably inflict some injury on him.
All the Holy Mountain cultivators were dumbfounded; no one expected that the formidable Holy Mountain’s foremost expert, personally taking action to capture Ning Fan, would end up in the current situation!
Unable to do anything to a mere little moth!
On the surface, Burying Moon had already taken the upper hand, still possessing the willfulness to pummel the Bright Buddha like countless years ago.
But only Burying Moon deeply understood that right now, facing the Bright Buddha, she was actually at a disadvantage.
She had not yet fully integrated with her new physical body, at this moment, she was just forcibly acting, every action causing internal injuries.
Every time she struck, she could wound the Bright Buddha slightly, but she herself suffered a backlash, sometimes one and a half times, even twice...
She could momentarily suppress the Bright Buddha, could briefly feign the upper hand, but it was absolutely impossible to be enduring or to achieve a kill.
Moreover, Ning Fan had already told her that there was a Second-Grade Quasi-Saint possessing Bright Buddha’s body!
[The Transmigration Spiritual Body is a Forbidden Technique of the Black Buddha Sect, a taboo method of extracting the souls of the deceased from the law of reincarnation and attaching them to the bodies of the living.]
[Transmigration Spiritual Body has many restrictions, one of which is that the living cannot use the deceased’s cultivation for long, each use comes with a cost, and won’t last long, so it’s not used unless absolutely necessary.]
[The Medicine Master Buddha chose the Bright Buddha as his reincarnation body, so every time the Bright Buddha faces a critical moment, he can use the Second-Grade Quasi-Saint cultivation of the Medicine Master Buddha, incredibly powerful. If you face the Bright Buddha, be very careful, do not show weakness, and do not push him too hard, lest the soul of the Medicine Master Buddha within him explodes...]
Ning Fan had already warned the Burying Moon, so naturally, she would not underestimate the Bright Buddha.
Back in the day, she was no match for a Second-Grade Quasi-Saint, and now, she still isn’t.
Her personality has always been selfish and cowardly; she would never choose to confront someone as dangerous as the Bright Buddha unless absolutely necessary.
But her character also has an extremely contradictory other side.
For a favor, she can bravely face death and co-exist and perish with the ancient Heavenly Court!
For Ning Fan, this somewhat annoying little perverse man, she can also occasionally muster the courage, suppress the discomfort of the physical body, and hold on for a fight with the Bright Buddha!
She seems different from back then...
She seems still the same as back then.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In a series of exchanges, Burying Moon temporarily maintained the upper hand, beating the Bright Buddha, who was regarded as a deity in many cultivators’ hearts, in front of countless Masters’ eyes.
And Ning Fan, taking advantage of the Bright Buddha being held up, forcibly opened the God-Slaying Golden Body, charged forward vigorously towards the execution site!
Seventeen Burying Mountains!
Fifteen Burying Mountains!
Thirteen!
Eleven!
He got closer and closer to the Burying Mountain where the execution ground was located, but just as he was across eleven Burying Mountains from it, two powerful figures appeared to intercept him, blocking Ning Fan’s path.
"This path is blocked!"
It was the Leiyun Kingdom and the Stone Man Emperor, like insurmountable mountains, standing before Ning Fan!
"Two Eight Tribulations Celestial Emperors! These two are the counterparts from the Holy Mountain’s [Three Buddhas]..."
The moment the two Eight Tribulations Great Emperors blocked Ning Fan, more Immortal Emperors flew off the platform, surrounding Ning Fan in a watertight formation!
The Great Emperor of Spirit Sect Lineage!
The current Chulie of the Chulie Lineage!
The current Curse Emperor of the Curse Spirit Lineage!
The current Karma Emperor of the Karma Mountain Lineage!
And more! All were long-famous Great Emperors of the Holy Mountain, even some ancient emperors who have lived since ancient times!
Central Continent Five Emperors!
Liuli City Three Hidden Emperors!
Holy Mountain Nineteen Emperors!
Central Continent Five Emperors!
Light, Thunder, Stone Three Buddhas!
Ning Fan counted the number of Immortal Emperors in the entire Holy Mountain camp, subtracting the already deceased Bone Spirit, Foqi, One Hundred Flowers, Heavenly, and Lei Cang...
And subtracting the Bright Buddha who was blocked by Burying Moon...
Heh heh, at this moment, he is being besieged by a full twenty-three Immortal Emperors!
Twenty-three Immortal Emperors!
There was no glimpse of an escape route!
No glimpse of a successful counterattack!
Although he had wiped out six Immortal Emperors one after another, apart from Hex Zu whom he blasted head-on, the other five Immortal Emperors were taken advantage of while they were severely wounded...
Under normal circumstances, if Ning Fan fought to the death with a Sixth Calamity Great Emperor, he had about a seventy-thirty chance to win.
If the opponents are two Sixth Calamity Immortal Emperors working together, then there’s no chance of victory, only retreat.
If the opponents are twenty-three Great Emperors, including two Eight Calamity living fossils...
Forcing a fight would be suicide!
But Ning Fan does not intend to retreat!
Even if opposed by twenty-three ancient modern Great Emperors!
"Little moth, daring to fly into the flame, today I will ensure you and those Blood Martial subordinates perish here! Fellow Daoists, quickly join me in defeating this demon, don’t hold back, lest it escapes!" Leiyun Kingdom laughed coldly.
The words were quite harsh, but he was not the first to attack Ning Fan, instead standing by and watching, surrounding Ning Fan without making a move.
The twenty-three Immortal Emperors each harbored ulterior motives, none willing to be the first to attack Ning Fan, ignoring Leiyun Kingdom’s command. Even Lei Jing and Lei Cao, fellow Immortal Emperors of the Lei Family, had their own thoughts and did not attack first.
The Emperors were now completely certain that Ning Fan was the Ghost Faced Cultivator, the peerless demon who had slain six Immortal Emperors!
Whoever attacks Ning Fan first needs to take a certain risk, and is very likely to suffer greatly...
Who can assure that Ning Fan will not open the World of Boundary Treasure again, releasing a Half-Step Quasi-Saint to seriously injure the first attacker...
The unpredictable nature of people is exactly what is happening now. If Ning Fan had absolute power to crush them, these twenty-three Immortals would be of one mind, each exerting themselves fully, without holding back to avoid change.
But if the situation is already decided, with victory assured, and Ning Fan is merely a lamb awaiting slaughter, then the selfishness of human nature reveals itself.
Haven’t you seen, throughout history, how many great endeavors fell apart at the brink of success due to the selfishness of the human heart, failing just short of achievement.
Seeing no one willing to make the first move, Leiyun Kingdom was slightly embarrassed and added, "This demon’s methods are not to be underestimated, though we are great in number, being cautious is never wrong. Let’s all release our respective Innate Treasures to attack this cultivator together!"
With everyone attacking together, the risk is shared, and no one suffers alone!
Seeing Leiyun Kingdom’s proposal, all the Immortal Emperors nodded slightly and raised their individual Innate Treasures high, though still somewhat holding back, reluctant to exert the most effort and be the first retaliated by Ning Fan.
Even so, the divine light from the twenty-three Innate Treasures gathered together, resembled the midday sun, blinding countless cultivators at the Holy Mountain.
In one’s lifetime, how many times can one be lucky enough to witness such a spectacle of twenty-three Innate Treasures released simultaneously!
In one’s lifetime, how many people can be surrounded by twenty-three Immortal Emperors with twenty-three Innate Treasures targeted, yet remain calm and unfazed!
Ning Fan showed no signs of panic.
Not only calm, at this moment, he even showed a hint of calmness, a touch of... calculation.
With Leiyun Kingdom’s command, twenty-three formidable Innate Treasure lights surged towards Ning Fan, bringing an intense sense of crisis.
Even the God-Slaying Giant, no matter how strong, couldn’t withstand the simultaneous attack of twenty-three Innate Treasures!
Would it die?
Unknown!
But if he doesn’t die, it will definitely make you Holy Mountain Emperors pay a painful price!
"Where is the Heavenly Dao!" Ning Fan shouted to the sky!
"Ready and waiting!" was the joint response from the Ancestral Thunder Sparrow and Black Evil Sect, coming from somewhere unknown.
Without any warning, the flow of the Heavenly Dao above the Holy Mountain Mausoleum suddenly became chaotic, myriad bolts of lightning descending from the heavens like a suspended galaxy!
The center of countless lightning forces was Ning Fan!
The center of countless powers of the Heavenly Dao was Ning Fan!
Echoing with the earth and heaven lightning force of the Dabei Grassland was Ning Fan!
From ancient times, only those in control positions can directly manipulate the laws of an entire world, but even such control cannot compare with direct manipulation of the Heavenly Dao.
Yet now, Ning Fan, through his agreement with the soul of this realm’s Heavenly Dao and the help of Little Kitten, can temporarily control the Heavenly Dao!
Without warning, countless thunderous streaks erupted around Ning Fan’s body.
Those thunderous streaks appeared quite ordinary, but when confronting the twenty-three Innate Treasures charging directly, they revealed terrifying power akin to lightning tribulations, blocking each treasure attack head-on!
With another sweep, all treasures were swept away by the thunderous streaks!
With another thought, more thunderous streaks flowed from Ning Fan’s body, transforming into thunder snakes, thunder clouds, and lightning tribulations, attacking each Immortal Emperor giant.
Where the heart leads, there is thunder, nothing untransformed, nothing unassailable!
At this moment, the entire Holy Mountain Mausoleum seemed to become a domain of thunder!
At this moment, Ning Fan seemed to directly replace the Heavenly Dao, becoming the emperor of thunder here!
At this moment, whether the twenty-three Immortals assaulting Ning Fan or Bright Buddha battling Burying Moon, all cultivators here were greatly changed in expression!
"Control Positions! Control Positions! This individual is not an Immortal Emperor, why is he comparable to a true Great Emperor of Control Positions, capable of commanding all heavenly thunder!"
"Not Control Positions! This individual is directly communicating with the Heavenly Dao, actually coercing the Heavenly Dao as aid!"
"Impossible, how can a human manipulate the Heavenly Dao! This is something even a Great Emperor of Control Positions cannot do, only after Dao Source can there be the slightest chance..."
"Human-shaped Heavenly Dao! This Ning Fan is practically a human-shaped Heavenly Dao! He wants to use the power of the Heavenly Dao to counteract the alliance of twenty-three Great Emperors!"
Humans cannot compete with heaven; this is the consensus of Dabei Cultivators!
If Ning Fan can control the Heavenly Dao force of the entire Supreme Pill Sacred Domain, then to kill an Immortal Emperor or to slaughter the Holy Mountain, would simply be a matter of word!
Forming disasters directly with the power of Heavenly Dao, capable of slaying Immortal Emperors during lightning tribulations, extinguishing holy lands invisibly, who in this realm dares to contend with Ning Fan!
If not a Third Step cultivator, who can surpass the heavens, who can be the heavens!
With Heavenly Dao as aid, this child dominates this realm, any foes!
No, this must not be true!
No cultivator can control Heavenly Dao from below!
"Feigning mystery! Old man does not believe you, a mere junior, can wield Heavenly Dao and perform feats beyond ordinary people!"
It’s the Immortal Emperor of Spirit Sect Lineage, with a cold snort, wielding the Innate Treasure Sword towards Ning Fan, no longer calm, no longer holding back, but determined to kill Ning Fan.
Similarly furious are the other three Sixth Calamity Immortal Emperors.
But unfortunately, before these four Immortal Emperors charged at Ning Fan, Ning Fan’s thought moved, and Heavenly Earth Lightning turned into countless lightning tribulations, appearing in front of the four Emperors, striking them until they vomited blood and flew backward, their expressions filled with astonishment.
Not ordinary thunderous power!
Clearly, the purity of Immortal Emperor caliber lightning tribulations easily harms Immortal Emperors’ physical bodies and Spirits! How is it possible!
"Watch the old man subdue lightning cultivators with the Ancient Thunder Order!"
Another Immortal Emperor of Curse Spirit Lineage, raised an Innate Ancient Order toward Ning Fan.
Unfortunately, Ning Fan’s thought birthed hundreds of lightning tribulations, scorching the Ancient Order, greatly diminishing its power. With the main magical treasure damaged, the Curse Spirit Lineage Immortal Emperor immediately spat a mouthful of blood, shaken.
Even subduing lightning magical treasures...is ineffective! Such domineering lightning power! Definitely not something a cultivator can condense, but a privilege of Heavenly Dao!
More Immortal Emperors surrounded Ning Fan, but all were easily neutralized by Ning Fan’s lightning attacks that far exceeded the scope of cultivators.
One by one, Immortal Emperors were blasted away by Ning Fan’s lightning power.
One by one, Divine Skill Treasures under the thunderous force turned silent!
No matter how many Immortal Emperors, they cannot defeat Heavenly Dao. At this moment, Ning Fan directly uses Heavenly Dao to fight the Emperors, it’s undoubtedly cheating!
Many Immortal Emperors with excellent cultivation resorted to cursing Ning Fan after repeatedly suffering defeat, scolding Ning Fan as shameless for not daring to fight head-on, only seeking shelter under Heavenly Dao’s wings, truly a hound of Heavenly Dao!
Of course, those cursing Immortal Emperors ultimately results in being attacked by denser, purer lightning tribulations, not directly dying under them, but accumulating injuries, their fear of Ning Fan reaching unprecedented levels.
However, Ning Fan was also not at ease.
He had dealings with several Ancestral Thunder Sparrows, hence could freely use the Heavenly Dao of this realm; however, using Heavenly Dao is not an easy task.
Borrowing the mighty force of earth and heaven to directly transform lightning tribulations to harm enemies, though it doesn’t consume Ning Fan’s Mana, it severely depletes Ning Fan’s Heart Spirit.
After engaging in one or two hundred rounds with the Great Emperors using the Heavenly Thunder Tribulations, Ning Fan felt his vision darkening—a sign of excessive Heart Spirit depletion.
At the moment, Ning Fan ceased exhausting himself against the Immortal Emperors, gritting his teeth, he invested his remaining Heart Spirit entirely, triggering an unprecedented thunder mushroom cloud above the Holy Mountain.
Terrifying lightning tribulation power poured forth from within, causing the complexion of all Immortal Emperors to change dramatically!
"Ten Thousand Thunder!"
Ning Fan whispered lightly, the whisper seemed to drain all his Heart Spirit, almost fainting.
Subsequently, all lightning power in this realm crazily gathered due to his command, the dazzling lightning obscuring every scene before the eyes, the thunder mushroom cloud hanging over the Holy Mountain grew larger, the contained lightning power increasingly terrifying!
Countless lightning tribulations appeared in the sky, giving all cultivators a numbing sensation on their scalps!
Whenever lightning descended from the sky, many Holy Mountain Immortal Cultivators would perish instantly!
This is Ning Fan’s strongest strike invoking Heavenly Dao, the assembled lightning power equal to several dozen Immortal Emperor caliber tribulations! An aura of terror that anyone caught within would be reduced to ash!
"What level of lightning tribulation is this! The tribulation terror I experienced while breaking through the Seven Calamity Immortal Emperor years ago doesn’t compare to even one percent of this lightning tribulation’s terror now!"
"Not good! This child intends to annihilate Holy Mountain with countless lightning tribulations!"
"Locked on! It’s truly Heavenly Tribulation locked on! Even if we flee Holy Mountain now, we’d still be marked by Heavenly Tribulation, hunted down across the ends of the earth, killed by Heavenly Tribulation! Do not flee! Do not be isolated! Strike back and shatter this lightning tribulation cloud is the correct action!"
"Madman! This madman!"
"Forget about this child! Let’s work together to resist the lightning tribulation! Otherwise, under the magnitude of such lightning tribulations, the entire Holy Mountain will be reduced to ashes, and even as Immortal Emperors, we will all become tribulation rubble!"
"Damn! After dealing with this Heavenly Tribulation, old man will come to capture you! Damn Ghost Faced Cultivator!"
"Damn Ghost Faced Cultivator!"
"A damned Ghost Faced Cultivator beyond reproach!"
"A Ghost Faced Cultivator with a thousand knives!"
"Damn the mother’s Ghost Faced Cultivator!"
Amidst the curses of countless Immortal Emperors and Second Step cultivators, countless lightning tribulations rained upon the Holy Mountain!