The one hundred and eight thousand sacred swords were renowned for their devastating sharpness and terrifying power, yet Ye Fan had still managed to break through them, slaying all one hundred and eight thousand Celestial Pengs. The countless spectators watching from afar could not help but feel deeply shaken.
“Whatever moves you have left, show them all!” Ye Fan roared.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King stood in the void, golden great waves surging and churning around him. He was like a demon god descended into the world, his dominance and overbearing nature on full display.
Clang!
In his hand appeared a black great halberd, heavy as a mountain, pressing down so intensely that the void nearly collapsed. It was pitch-black like ink, like a black hole devouring one’s spirit.
This was the renowned Desolate Halberd, forged and tempered by the Old Peng King in the great desolate lands. It had accompanied him for an entire lifetime and was the most infamous deadly weapon held by any Saint-level figure in the Eastern Desolate region.
When the black Desolate Halberd emerged into the world, it was like an ancient dark spirit seeing light once more. A bloody aura blanketed the sky, as though countless living beings were struggling and wailing.
These were the heroic souls slaughtered by the Desolate Halberd screaming in agony. No one knew how much blood of living beings it had drunk. It could be said to be an exceptionally brutal and domineering demonic weapon!
An unparalleled killing intent erupted, like a savage dragon emerging from all eight directions of the world, capable of severing heaven and earth, its roar splitting the azure sky. This black deadly halberd carried boundless murderous intent, making every single person’s heart tremble with fear.
This was clearly not the deadly weapon seen for the first time — all its seals had now been completely released. This was its true form, wreathed in the wailing of countless souls.
“Go to your death!”
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King shook the black great halberd and slashed straight down. A black wild tide surged to the sky — a destructive aura, like a fierce deity awakening from slumber in the depths of hell.
This expanse of heaven and earth was instantly shattered, like a tattered scroll rustling noisily in a howling wind. The Desolate Halberd was indestructible and all-conquering wherever it went.
This did not resemble a weapon at all. It was more like a black expanse of heaven and earth, as though worlds were colliding — the boundless void collapsing, as if annihilating the world itself.
Ye Fan hastily drew his Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sacred Spirit Sword to meet the attack. The long sword stretched across the sky, blocking the assault of the incomparable deadly weapon. The sounds of clashing metal rang out, sparks flying everywhere, shattering the clouds at the edge of the sky.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King laughed coldly, standing high in the sky, continuously hacking downward with the black Desolate Halberd. This was no singular offensive strike — this weapon contained the great Dao of heaven and earth.
Boom!
It transformed into a black demon dragon, as massive as a mountain range, instantly collapsing several mountains below. It opened its enormous maw and lunged at Ye Fan, attempting to swallow him whole.
This was a deadly weapon woven from the rules of heaven and earth. When wielded, it could unleash endless fierce might — it would attack autonomously, incomparably powerful.
Clang clang clang…
Ye Fan swung his sacred sword, continuously slashing at the terrifying demon dragon, striking sparks in all directions. The sky above became a region of utter chaos.
“That bird-man’s deadly weapon is far too powerful. Its seals contain the Old Peng King’s indestructible battle intent, and the rules of heaven and earth woven within are focused on slaughter as well. It’s very difficult to resist,” Li Heishui sighed.
The Desolate Halberd, imbued with an indestructible will for slaughter, was like a black true dragon controlled under the Divine Peng’s claws — it pierced through heaven and earth, sweeping away all.
The killing intent breathed out by the Desolate Halberd shattered all the mountains below — truly terrifying to the extreme. If an ordinary young expert had faced it, a single blow would have turned them into a bloody pulp.
“This bird-man truly has grounds for his arrogance. Already at the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, he can control such a deadly weapon. He really is not easy to deal with!” Even the Great Black Dog revealed an expression of grave solemnity.
Many had already discerned that the Golden-Winged Little Peng King’s intent was to first exhaust Ye Fan’s ocean-deep battle power. It was said that the Sacred Body’s physical form was unmatched, and he intended to wear Ye Fan down alive.
Boom!
Ye Fan manifested his phenomenon once more. The moment the Immortal King Overlooking the Nine Heavens appeared, his bearing changed entirely. He merged with the Immortal King as one, standing atop the nine heavens, while simultaneously the Bitter Sea manifested and a Green Lotus accompanied him — his aura grew several times stronger!
Clang clang clang…
The two fought, battling from the heavens down to the earth below. Many mountains were cut down, many great canyons were filled in, and then they clashed back up into the azure sky.
“The Sacred Body is so powerful — he has actually exchanged five hundred rounds in great battle with the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, who holds a supreme deadly weapon!”
Many were astonished. The great battle between the two was fiercely intense, evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand. A full half-hour had already passed.
“The Golden-Winged Little Peng King is also terrifying. He shows no signs of being devoured in return by the deadly weapon, yet controlling it still consumes a tremendous amount of his mental energy.”
The onlookers were startled by the battle power of the two. Many felt fear, for among their same young generation, if any of them had gone up, they would most likely have been immediately torn in two.
Ye Fan’s Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sacred Spirit Sword was sufficiently sturdy, though the laws woven within it were incomplete. The Golden-Winged Little Peng King’s Desolate Halberd was not forged from sacred materials either, yet the great Dao contained within it was remarkably complete.
Two equally matched opponents, meeting an adversary worthy of their skill, unable to determine a victor. They fought until the earth shook and mountains trembled, cleaving through dozens of mountain ranges, the sight terrifying. Still, no winner could be decided.
“Enough — I have had enough of you!” The Golden-Winged Little Peng King bellowed, and suddenly put away the Desolate Halberd, unleashing his supreme divine technique.
Boom!
One golden great hand smashed a mountaintop to pieces. His spirit soaring like a rainbow, he let out a great roar — all mountains in ten directions stirred, and boundless chaotic leaves scattered through the air.
The Supreme Celestial Peng Dragon-Seizing Art!
This was his powerful trump card. In the past, with his hands tied, he had been unable to unleash it — a constant source of bitter frustration. This technique could only be executed upon reaching the Four Extremes Secret Realm.
Now that he had already stepped into the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, one could imagine how terrifying it would be!
It had to be said — this truly was an earth-shaking sacred art. It was a wondrous technique passed down through the bloodline of the Celestial Peng clan, capable of manifesting as a phenomenon or being unleashed as a combat sacred art.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King understood clearly that the Sacred Body suppressed all phenomena in the world. Therefore, he did not manifest the Dragon-Seizing Illustration but instead transformed it into the Dragon-Seizing Sacred Art!
A massive Celestial Peng appeared behind him, its golden radiance shooting into the sky. It was as huge as an entire mountain range. Its cold pupils opened, inspiring dread in all who beheld it. It was like a demon god — overflowing with murderous intent.
The moment the Supreme Celestial Peng Dragon-Seizing Sacred Art was unleashed, clouds and winds changed, heaven and earth lost their color, and endless terrifying aura permeated all!
Now, its mysterious veil was lifted. This was a flawless sacred art. In ancient times, the saints of the Celestial Peng clan had used it to slay countless powerful rulers.
It moved in concert with the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, as though they had merged into one. A true dragon coiled around his claws and talons, becoming his weapon.
“Kill!”
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King moved, and the divine peng behind him moved as well. Its massive golden claws tore through heaven and earth, reaching toward Ye Fan — destroying all life, severing the world’s finest heroes!
Clang!
Ye Fan swung his golden fist, fiercely slamming upward to meet the divine peng’s massive claw. A world-shaking sound erupted. All the mountains shook and trembled.
Many spectators backed away in pain — the sound wave nearly pierced their eardrums, their heads buzzing and ringing.
Bang!
Ye Fan shook against the divine peng, opposing the Supreme Celestial Peng Dragon-Seizing Art. His golden fists shattered the void.
“He is actually opposing this supreme sacred art with his bare flesh!”
“This combat sacred art slew several human race saints in ancient times — it is incomparably terrifying — yet he dares to resist it with brute force…”
The crowd was stunned. Ye Fan was bare-handedly fighting the divine peng, doing battle with the Golden-Winged Little Peng King.
This sacred art was manifesting the fruits of the Dao — deeply terrifying. The divine peng was a derivative entity of the Dao, moving according to the Golden-Winged Little Peng King’s will alone, slaying all living beings.
“I shall see how long you can resist. So long as my cultivation level is sufficient, I can slay even a saint — let alone you!” The Golden-Winged Little Peng King said with a chilling fierceness.
The Supreme Celestial Peng Dragon-Seizing Sacred Art grew even more terrifying. A true dragon moved between the golden peng’s claws — the two merged as one, sealing off all paths of escape.
Ye Fan felt immense pressure. This sacred art was truly terrifying. If he continued to resist with his body alone, he would undoubtedly suffer greatly.
The golden divine peng towered like a mountain range, its eyes cold, looking down upon Ye Fan. Each time its great claws swept, it was as though it was opening the heavens and splitting the earth. The true dragon merged with it, filling in every opening.
Hum!
Ye Fan was forced to unleash the Battle Saint Art, otherwise he would truly be in danger. His entire body radiated brilliance like a golden rainbow, divine radiance shooting toward the sky.
Clang!
He pushed both hands forward, directly manifesting an enormous coffin. Mist swirled around it, and it emitted a world-shaking sound as it flew toward the mountain-sized Celestial Peng.
The coffin lid separated from the coffin body, attempting to collect the divine peng inside. Its terrifying pressure was awe-inspiring.
“This is… too… outrageous!” Many people stared wide-eyed, feeling it was beyond belief.
“Little Ye really has no moral limits — he’s doing this on purpose to infuriate people.” Even Li Heishui muttered.
The crowd misjudged Ye Fan. He was manifesting the coffin from the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin — he had always felt it contained Dao resonance and wanted to use it to suppress the Supreme Celestial Peng.
Clang!
The mountain-sized divine peng was truly collected inside, and the true dragon along with it failed to escape. Yet the moment the coffin lid closed, a world-shaking tremendous sound erupted.
The Supreme Celestial Peng spread its wings and struck the heavens, instantly shattering the bronze coffin and bursting out. The true dragon furthermore shredded the remaining coffin fragments, destroying everything.
“This is a supreme sacred art — you cannot break it!” The Golden-Winged Little Peng King said with chilling coldness, his mouth full of snow-white teeth that looked uncannily sinister.
Clang!
Ye Fan gave no reply and struck again. The Battle Saint Art contained a thousand variations, yet under the watchful eyes of so many, he could not achieve the ultimate transcendence of its manifestation.
The two fought a battle of life and death. This time it was even more intense — sacred art against sacred scripture, they exchanged a full fifteen hundred rounds. Even Ye Fan felt a wave of shock at each turn, never expecting the Celestial Peng clan’s supreme sacred art to be so terrifying.
“It can rival Hua Yunfei’s ‘One Thought, Flowers Bloom, Sovereign Over All’ — this is an unparalleled supreme sacred art in the world. Fortunately he does not have the Ten Thousand Transformations Sacred Scripture!” The more Ye Fan fought, the more alarmed his heart became.
The two clashed with fierce abandon. By now they had exchanged a full twenty-five hundred rounds, and the red sun had already sunk to the west — the battle had gone on even longer than the previous clash with Hua Yunfei.
“The Golden-Winged Little Peng King truly has unmatched courage and strength!” Many felt their hearts quake.
“The Sacred Body is also terrifying — the two are evenly matched!” The spectators could not help but be amazed.
The onlookers compared their own battle power to these two, and each felt their hearts pounding in fear. Many felt a chill run through their entire bodies, their arrogance fully extinguished.
Before all these people, Ye Fan could not employ the “All” Secret — he did not want to expose his greatest hidden card.
However, he no longer wished to drag the battle on. They had already fought close to three thousand rounds — this was the longest continuous battle since he had appeared in the world.
At this moment, the Golden-Winged Little Peng King laughed coldly and said: “Is this the limit of your abilities? Then let me send you on your way!”
“We’re in trouble — that bird-man still has a supreme sacred art he hasn’t shown!” Li Heishui cried in alarm.
“Heavenly Demon Saint-Slaying Art — First Form!” The Golden-Winged Little Peng King bellowed. His golden hair danced wildly as he seemingly transformed into a heavenly demon deity, divine radiance shooting toward the sky!
The golden Celestial Peng shrank and merged completely into him as one. He himself became the manifestation of the Dao!
Between his brows appeared a golden, gleaming divine peng — vivid and lifelike. He gave it a light flick, and the great mountain before him instantly shattered. His battle power was earth-shaking!
Boom!
Ye Fan felt the most terrifying threat of death he had ever encountered. He rapidly retreated, revealing an expression of shock — the opponent’s battle power had suddenly grown many times stronger.
“Heavens — it truly is the Heavenly Demon Saint-Slaying Art!”
“Legend has it this is a supreme sacred scripture created specifically for slaying saints!”
“I understand now — the Old Peng King explored a certain ruin and obtained not only the true blood of the Celestial Peng, but also this supreme sacred scripture!”
Not long before, the crowd had learned that the Golden-Winged Little Peng King had once cleansed his body with the true blood of the Celestial Peng. Now they suddenly understood everything — this was preparation made for cultivating the Heavenly Demon Saint-Slaying Art.
Just a moment ago Ye Fan had been rejoicing that the opponent lacked Hua Yunfei’s Ten Thousand Transformations Sacred Scripture — yet unexpectedly, there appeared a supreme sacred scripture created for the very purpose of killing saints!
At this point, he was completely backed into a corner with no way out. The Battle Saint Art must be elevated to its ultimate transcendence.
Boom!
Ye Fan manifested the Grand Tai Chi through the Battle Saint Art, shattering heaven and earth as he fought — elevating his battle power to the absolute extreme. His golden blood utterly boiled!
Boom!
A Yin fish and a Yang fish, the two embracing each other as one, manifested a Tai Chi diagram over the western sky. Flowing with the aura of the great Dao, the entire expanse of heaven and earth trembled!
Ye Fan pushed both hands forward simultaneously. The Yin fish and Yang fish surged to the sky together, expelling true Yang and true Yin. Fish leaping became dragons — ultimate transcendence achieved — each carrying a great Dao illustration, the ultimate Yang and ultimate Yin unified as one!
Rumble!
The Battle Saint Art’s manifestation of the Grand Tai Chi Dao met the Heavenly Demon Saint-Slaying Art’s First Form, and with a single blow sent the Golden-Winged Little Peng King flying, coughing up fresh blood as he shook uncontrollably.
“What — even the Heavenly Demon Saint-Slaying Art, capable of slaying saints, has been forcibly suppressed?! How did the Sacred Body manage that?” The crowd was stunned.