The Heaven-shattering: Holding the Jade Disc of Creation

Chapter 206: Human Race Zhang Shuo (5.3K, please support with monthly tickets)
The ancestral kings, who had no worries, burst out with terrifying holy power. The violent aura shook the heavens and the earth. The sky was pierced, the stars were shaking, and they could fall like rain at any time.

"Ye Fan, we will give you one last chance. Hand over all the treasures and surrender obediently, and you will be spared the torture."

An ancestor king shouted in Zishan.

"Get out!" A loud shout was heard in a clear and loud voice, expressing Ye Fan's meaning.

"court death!"

The ancestor king was furious and burst into murderous intent. His holy power ravaged the world and set off waves of terror.

"Humph! In that case, let's just attack the mountain!"

Looking at the majestic Purple Mountain, the five ancestral kings held the imperial edict and rushed into the Purple Mountain.

The holy power of the Ancestral King surged forth, and as soon as it reached the entrance of Purple Mountain, it destroyed the surroundings beyond recognition.

"Dang! Dang! Dang..."

As if sensing the provocation from the outside cultivators, bursts of bell sounds came from the depths of the Purple Mountain. The vast bell waves surged and rushed towards the ancestral kings with unparalleled power.

The long and lingering bell waves shook the heaven, earth, and mountains. The entire Purple Mountain was trembling, and terrifying divine power erupted.

"No, act quickly, otherwise we will surely die." Looking at Zhong Bo rushing towards him, the hairs on King Zu's body stood up and the breath of death was approaching.

An ancestor king poured holy power into the decree to activate this extremely forbidden weapon.

"boom!"

The decree burst out with infinite light, and a dark blue gourd mark burst out with terrifying power. The surging power of the extreme way resisted the bell waves.

The two divine powers collided, bursting out with infinite brilliance. The entire Purple Mountain was filled with dazzling light. The terrifying divine power even shook the Purple Mountain.

"Now is the time, charge in!" The ancestor king with a purple gold crown on his head shouted and led the way into Purple Mountain to look for the traces of Ye Fan and others.

The ten ancestral kings transformed into divine rainbows and sped away, ready to break into the Purple Mountain together.

"Not good, Ye Fan, we have to stop them, otherwise it will be too late when they come in."

Duan De looked serious and spoke nervously to Ye Fan who was standing beside him.

Seeing this, Ye Fan knew that he must not let the other party enter Zishan so easily, so he directly activated the backup plan they had arranged in Zishan.

"Rumble!"

The array patterns flashed with divine light, and countless traces and patterns intertwined to form a large array, blasting towards the Ancestral King who broke into the entrance of Purple Mountain.

This is a corner of the Infinite Killing Formation set up jointly by Hei Huang and Ye Fan. It can activate the nine dragon veins of Zishan Mountain and gather infinite dragon energy to unleash terrifying power.

"Boom!"

Countless dragon energy surged inside and outside the Purple Mountain, gathering in the killing array in the void, evolving into infinite dragon-shaped divine energy, covering the ten ancestral kings below. The invisible killing intent made the sky shake!
A corner of the ancient emperor's killing formation emerged, and the peerless murderous aura stirred up the terrain of the Purple Mountain, as if it could destroy all living things in the world.

"It's just a corner of the killing array. Let's work together to smash it."

The ten ancestral kings worked together, bursting out with fierce holy power, cast dozens of divine arts, filled the sky with divine aura, and countless holy orders tore through the void and collided with the killing formation.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The sound of explosions was endless. Under the fierce bombardment of the ten ancestral kings, the power of the killing formation was constantly eroded, and the first level of the killing formation was almost blown up directly.

Although the killing formation was extremely powerful due to the blessing of the Purple Mountain terrain, it was limited by the materials and could not withstand the bombardment of the ten ancestral kings.

Ye Fan and others set up a nine-layer killing formation without beginning. Most of the materials were locally sourced. Fortunately, Ye Fan had a high level of attainment in the art of origin and had gained a lot in Zishan. He even obtained the relics of the three ancestral kings, which enabled him to set up a nine-layer killing formation.

After destroying one layer of the killing formation, the ancestral kings found that the killing formation was still solid. The terrible murderous intent combined with the endless dragon energy in the Purple Mountain made the power of the killing formation far beyond their imagination.

"The calamity is endless, the law is boundless!"

"Tian Yuan slays the dragon, Jiuyou burial song!"

"Bloody evil spirit, slaughtering the sky and devouring the earth!"

……

One by one, the ancestral kings summoned their own sacred weapons and launched fatal attacks, bombarding the nine-layer killing formation.

Under the reckless bombardment of the ten ancestral kings, layer upon layer of killing formations were destroyed and countless dragon energy and divine powers were wiped out.

But the ancestral kings did not do so without paying a price. One ancestral king was killed by the murderous power of the killing formation, four ancestral kings were seriously injured, and the other ancestral kings also suffered more or less injuries.

In the end, the nine-layer killing formation was broken, and the mountain at the entrance of Zishan was broken. The killing formation failed to slow down the ancestral kings.

"what……"

Just as the ancestral kings were preparing to enter Purple Mountain, a scream was heard. They looked closely and were almost scared to death.

At this moment, the Ancestral King who had used the decree to restrain the Wu Shi Bell had died. The decree was shattered by the bell waves, and the Ancestral King was directly shattered into pieces.

The remaining four ancestor kings issued decrees one after another, and four different weapon imprints burst out with ultimate divine power to fight against the bell waves of the Beginningless Bell.

But they didn't know that such behavior completely angered the Wu Shi Bell. Under the stimulation of the four extreme divine powers, the god of the Wu Shi Bell slowly revived, and its terrifying power constantly suppressed the heaven and earth.

Ripples appeared in the void at the entrance of Purple Mountain, and a huge bell slowly appeared, suppressing the eternal blue sky. When the long bell rang, the heavens trembled, and the ancestor king fell on the spot.

"This is... the Beginningless Bell!"

"Why? How could this happen? The Beginningless Bell is clearly not controlled by anyone, so how could it revive its supreme power?"

The kings were horrified. It's not like they hadn't seen the Supreme Dao Ancestral Weapon before, but they had never heard of an Supreme Dao Ancestral Weapon that could revive on its own without anyone in control.

The huge bell was ringing, the universe was shaking, and the Beginningless Bell was shaking out thousands of bell waves, which shattered the four edicts that challenged it and turned the four ancestral kings who held the edicts into bloody mist.

"This……"

The ancestral kings stood still, not daring to take a step forward, let alone retreat, for fear that any movement would attract the other party's attention, and lest the Wu Shi Zhong would attack them.

Among the seventeen ancestor kings, one was killed by the killing array, and five were killed by the Wushizhong Bell. Only eleven ancestor kings were left, trembling under the imperial power of the Wushizhong Bell.

This scene happened too suddenly, leaving everyone stunned.

"Woof! Hahaha! Good job, Lao Zhong. Quick, kill them! They've been bullying me so badly."

At this moment, the Black Emperor in the Purple Mountain jumped for joy. He felt that the deity of the Wu Shi Bell had revived, and he urged hurriedly.

Now the atmosphere in the entire Zishan is extremely strange, with only the sound of bells and dogs barking.

Faced with the Black Emperor's provocation, the ancestral kings were so angry that veins bulged on their foreheads, but they dared not move their hands at all, and stayed where they were like sculptures.

Unfortunately, the Wu Shi Bell did not continue to exert its power to destroy the remaining ancestral kings. It slowly rotated in the void and emitted bursts of bell sounds in all directions. No one knew what it was doing.

A moment later, two hazy figures appeared, holding a dazzling golden light ball and a blood-red light ball respectively. These two light balls exuded extreme pressure and confronted the Wu Shi Bell from a distance.

Not far from Zishan Mountain, a tall figure was walking towards them step by step. It was the God King Jiang Taixu, dressed in white as white as snow, with a heroic figure, and he moved forward firmly.

But a shadowy figure blocked his way. The figure exuded an overwhelming holy power, and a dark blue divine light emanated from his body, covering the God King Jiang Taixu.

Red mist burst out from the body of God King Jiang, blocking the dark blue divine light, and the two of them confronted each other.

In the Holy Land of Yao Chi, a large blue sun descended upon the holy land. The hidden power of the supreme god pressed down and shocked everyone in the Holy Land of Yao Chi.

The Queen Mother of the West had a solemn expression on her face. She was in the void, with green misty columns of air hanging down from her body, thick and heavy. In her right hand she held the Green Gold Pagoda of Fairy Tears, which was looming, and chaotic energy was surging.

Inside the big blue sun, a figure appeared and disappeared, emitting a faint holy power, as if warning of something and confronting the Queen Mother of the West.

Queen Mother Xi narrowed her beautiful eyes and uttered a few words: "There is a traitor."

Purple Mountain
The situation changed dramatically again. Seeing that things were turning around, the ancestral kings secretly burst out at great speed and rushed straight into the Zishan territory.

In an instant, several divine arts burst out, pointing directly at Ye Fan and others who had just come out.

Faced with the saintly monk's killing move, Ye Fan and others who had let down their guard were unable to react for a while and could only wait in despair for death to come.

"Boom!"

Red clouds were rising, nine divine phoenixes soared into the sky, and a bright red sun offset the ancestral king's killing move and also blocked the ancestral kings' steps.

"Shh!"

A figure appeared at the entrance of Zishan Mountain, without a speck of dust on his face, otherworldly, with a handsome face, a resolute expression, and unparalleled grace, like a true immortal descending to earth.

Zhang Shuo's celestial purple robe fluttered in the wind. He walked on the void. His momentary elegance and peerless demeanor were like a dream, intoxicating.

"Who are you to dare to stop us?"

The ancestral kings looked at the monk who appeared and asked with a serious expression.

"Human race—Zhang Shuo." Zhang Shuo's eyes were calm. Facing the threats from the eleven ancestral kings, he remained unperturbed, as if the other party posed no threat at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Shuo burst out with an aura that displayed the aura of the Three Immortal Slashes to the fullest. A monstrous golden energy spread out, making him look like a dream.

Zhang Shuo slightly changed his appearance and aura, and no one would associate him with Yan Changsheng.

"King of the Way of Slaying? How dare you, a mere cultivator of the Way of Slaying, stop us!"

After sensing Zhang Shuo's aura, the ancestral kings laughed. Their originally solemn expressions relaxed and they stared at Zhang Shuo with sarcasm.

"It's enough to kill you."

Zhang Shuo's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

"You...are arrogant!"

An ancestor king had a cold expression on his face and took action directly.

The ancestor king transformed into a demon, with the bone spurs on his back shooting up into the sky, looking extremely ferocious. His six arms transformed into divine pillars that held up the sky, suppressing Zhang Shuo.

Zhang Shuo took a step forward, and the golden energy and blood in his body burst out, turning into huge waves that surged towards the Ancestor King.

"Boom!"

The golden sea of ​​blood and energy directly pushed the opponent back, and in an instant, it submerged the opponent. The hot breath continued to burn the ancestor king's body, making the air filled with the smell of meat.

"what!"

The ancestor king screamed and hurriedly used his weapon to resist the golden energy and blood. He retreated and escaped from the energy and blood field.

"Who are you? Do you really want to interfere in this matter?!"

Looking at the miserable Ancient Demon King, Ancient Underworld King's pupils shrank and he shouted harshly again.

In fact, their ancestor king is not a person who likes to talk nonsense, but the other party can fight against a powerful saint with the cultivation of the third level of the immortal sword. The meaning behind this makes them have to be cautious.

"Human race—Zhang Shuo."

The ancestral kings all frowned. They had never heard of a genius named Zhang Shuo in the human race, and with such terrifying strength, how could he have remained unknown until now?

An obscure message once again entered the ears of the ancestor kings, and their expressions changed and became ferocious.

The eleven ancestral kings took out their weapons, unleashing terrifying holy power, and without hesitation, they charged towards Zhang Shuo.

Facing the aggressive Zu Wang and others, Zhang Shuo's fists flashed with golden divine light, and the golden sun in the sea of ​​blood turned into immortal divine light covering him.

He swung his fists out, creating huge waves. His right fist turned into the Hengyu Furnace and his left hand turned into the Lihuo Divine Furnace. Red clouds rose and the sun appeared in the sky.

Endless light and heat exploded, divine flames raged, burning the sky and boiling the sea, and the terrifying power of qi and blood, with unparalleled might, repelled all the ancestral kings.

Zhang Shuo stepped on the Dao pattern. Time and space stagnated at this moment. Everything lost its luster. Only black and white remained in the world. He turned into the only point of light and rushed towards the ancestral kings.

In an instant, Zhang Shuo arrived in front of an ancestor king. His fist was like a furnace, piercing through the ancestor king's holy body. The golden blood burst out and burned him to death.

His figure flashed, and then he swung out with both fists. One punch smashed the opponent's holy weapon, and the other punch blew up the ancestor king. Blood rained all over the sky, turning into endless blood light, and the ancestor king's blood dyed the sky.

But the other ancestral kings reacted quickly. They burst out with holy power and locked onto Zhang Shuo's position. Several of them blocked the void to prevent Zhang Shuo from escaping, and the rest held weapons and launched the strongest attack.

Zhang Shuo's blood and energy surged, destroying the holy power that blocked the void, but he did not choose to escape. Instead, he swung his divine fists and fought back.

"Crench!"

His fist collided with the holy weapons, making a sound of metal clashing. Several holy weapons were shattered on the spot, but Zhang Shuo's fist did not change at all.

The Ancestral King's magic was blocked by the golden immortal light when it hit Zhang Shuo, and could not hurt him at all. Zhang Shuo counterattacked with a punch and killed another Ancestral King.

"Ah! Infinite calamities, endless divine punishment, endless reincarnation!"

The six ancestral kings joined forces to launch the strongest attack. The six-colored divine light gathered into a huge millstone, carrying the holy order of destroying the world, and crushed towards Zhang Shuo.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!"

Zhang Shuo's black hair was loose, and a mysterious aura burst out. The Six Paths of Reincarnation evolved behind him. He gathered power and swung out with his right fist, unleashing the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist that dominated the heaven and earth. The sky cracked and the earth collapsed. The six ancient universes evolved into infinite calamity light, which instantly defeated the opponent's magic.

Almost in an instant, the six ancestor kings were hit by the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, and the six ancient universes formed a world-destroying mill, crushing the ancestor kings to death.

In the blink of an eye, only two of the eleven ancestral kings were left struggling. They were filled with despair, but could do nothing.

Zhang Shuo did not hold back. He formed a sun seal with his left hand and a moon seal with his right hand, then moved his hands up and down to unleash a magical attack.

The sun and the moon shone together, the sun and the moon rotated, evolving into the Yin-Yang Mill, which crushed the remaining two ancestor kings.

"Bastard!"

A loud roar was heard, and a mysterious monk holding a ball of golden light was seen shooting a golden divine light at Zhang Shuo. The incomparably sharp golden divine light cut through the sky and split the earth. The terrifying holy power locked onto Zhang Shuo's position, pressing down with an unavoidable force.

"when!!!"

There was a ripple of bell waves, and the sound of the bell carried a chaotic airflow, shattering the golden divine light.

"when……"

Another bell rang, and the void blockade around Zhang Shuo was released. Chaotic airflow overflowed from the void, carrying Zhang Shuo into the void, and then appeared next to the Wu Shi Bell.

"What's going on? Why would the Wu Shi Bell help a human kid?"

"That's not right! I've never seen the Wu Shi Bell protecting a cultivator like this. What is the origin of this human genius named Zhang Shuo?"

"It's really strange. I've never heard of a human genius with such outstanding cultivation and strength before. Which hidden force has cultivated this genius?"

Not only the ancient cultivators and human cultivators were puzzled, but all the cultivators who were paying attention to the Zishan incident were curious about Zhang Shuo's identity and speculated about his origins.

Zhang Shuo looked at the Wu Shi Bell in front of him and began to release the aura of his innate holy body. His whole body was in harmony with the Tao, and with every move he made, nature and man were one. The golden energy and blood lingering on his body gradually became tinged with purple, making him look even more extraordinary.

“Zhang Shuo… Where did you come from, you human cultivator? Which power are you from? Do you really want to be an enemy of my ancient power?!”

The mysterious monk holding a ball of blood-colored light questioned Zhang Shuo.

Zhang Shuo smiled contemptuously, he slapped the Eternal Bell with one palm, and the rolling chaotic divine power was transformed into the Eternal Divine Power, activating the Eternal Bell.

"When, when, when..."

The eternal bell rings, its sound is long and melodious, echoing throughout the universe and dropping wisps of chaotic light.

Ten thousand bell waves shattered the universe and repelled the two mysterious monks.

Under the supreme power of the Wu Shi Bell, even with the protection of the supreme ancestral weapon, they suffered injuries, their breath became disordered, and their divine power dissipated.

"Damn it, why is this Wu Shi Bell so evil? Even the Ancient Emperor's soldiers can't resist the strange bell waves."

“Puff! Whoosh, no use, it’s come to this, there’s no chance anymore, let’s retreat!”

The two mysterious monks communicated secretly through voice transmission.

Soon their figures disappeared into the void. At the same time, the mysterious monk who confronted King Jiang and Queen Mother of the West also disappeared.

Inside Zishan, Ye Fan and the others heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that the crisis was resolved. They sat on the ground one by one to relieve their tension.

After seeing the other party leave, Zhang Shuo returned to Zishan with the Wu Shi Bell.

He looked at Ye Fan and the others who had survived the catastrophe and said with a smile, "Why do they all look like this?"

"We can't help it, Brother Shuo. You don't know, we have been extremely nervous during this period. We feel like we are going to die."

Pangbo lay on the ground, looking weak and exhausted.

Ye Fan smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Shuo, thank you. If you hadn't helped us, we would have really died."

Zhang Shuo smiled and said to Ye Fan: "Not really. Your life is very tough. It's not that easy to die."

As he spoke, Zhang Shuo glanced at the coffin behind Ye Fan and the strange weapon in Li Xiaoman's hand. The two of them had not used their trump cards yet. If they really fought to the death with the ancestral kings, even a group of ancestral kings would not be able to kill them.

"Um, Zhang Shuo, your identity may be exposed this time. I guess you can't hide your innate holy body and Taoist constitution anymore!" Heihuang came to Zhang Shuo with some concern and asked.

He was well aware of the influence of Wu Shi's descendants. If Zhang Shuo exposed his identity, he would most likely be targeted by all the heavens and worlds.

You have to know how powerful Emperor Wu Shi was. He was invincible all the way, but that also made him enemies with most of the forces.

Once they know that the successor of Wu Shi has been born and a new innate holy body has appeared in the world, it is hard to guarantee whether they will resort to shady tactics and kill Zhang Shuo in advance.

“It’s okay, Black Emperor, don’t you know how deep my background is? They want to target me and wipe me out, but they don’t have the strength to do so.

And which emperor didn’t grow up in hardships? Any suffering directed at me will only become a stepping stone for me and a whetstone for me to reach the pinnacle.”

(End of this chapter)