Ye Fan stood holding his golden war spear, its golden tip dripping with blood that gleamed blindingly in the sunlight. He looked like a war god who had stepped out of ancient times.
“You’re… Ye Fan!” Jin Chixiao cried out, his face filled with shock. Though the other man had changed his appearance, that aura was unmistakably the same — there was no mistaking it.
“Jin Chixiao, you’ve made three attempts on my life. Let’s see how you escape today!” Ye Fan held the golden spear inverted, dragging it along the rocky ground and sending out trails of sparks. Each stride covered hundreds of zhang as the stars in his eyes flickered and extinguished — he came in fast for the kill.
“Everyone, attack together and kill him! Several Supreme Elders, move quickly!” Jin Chixiao shouted.
Nearby, a man wearing a golden crown let out a great roar and unleashed a painted scroll from which ancient demon mountains rose, dark clouds pressed low overhead, and lightning crackled with thunder.
Two others also moved, simultaneously unleashing their treasured artifacts to intercept Ye Fan and buy time for the Supreme Elders.
From behind, four elderly figures streaked forward like comets, trailing long tails of light as they gave chase — but none could match Ye Fan’s speed.
Ye Fan held the blood-dripping golden war spear inverted, closing the gap in just a few flickers, moving like a mountain in motion. Each footfall sent a resounding boom echoing out and set the surrounding hills trembling.
“Demon Cloud Mountain-Locking Scroll — suppress him!”
The scroll soared into midair and unfurled all at once, manifesting like a real world taking shape. Within it, seventy-two demon mountains pierced the heavens, black mist roiled, and lightning interwove in a dense web.
The instant Ye Fan charged forward, one great mountain flew out from within the Demon Cloud Mountain-Locking Scroll, filling the entire sky with its crushing black mass as it bore down.
Hum!
Ye Fan swung the golden war spear like a great club, arcing it upward into the sky. The golden shaft bent nearly to breaking under the immense force it absorbed.
Boom!
With some unimaginable measure of strength, Ye Fan swung the golden spear and shattered the descending black mountain in a single strike. Enormous boulders rained down in every direction.
Like a flooding tide, rocks tumbled and the mountain’s mass plummeted — a terrifying black torrent of debris cascading outward in all directions.
One could clearly see that a peak within the Demon Cloud Mountain-Locking Scroll dimmed and nearly vanished.
“Nine Mountains Press as One!” The man standing beside the demon scroll pointed a finger, and nine black mountains burst free and flew toward Ye Fan.
Nine mountains surging forth at once — an oppressive, awe-inspiring sight that blotted out the sky like a black bank of storm clouds, casting a vast shadow across the earth below with the power to move mountains and fill seas.
Ye Fan let out a sharp cry. Spear raised skyward, he charged forward without hesitation to meet the nine ancient mountains head-on.
He moved like a sovereign who ruled all under heaven — capable of uprooting mountains and rivers, unstoppable in every direction. The golden spear in his hand swept continuously, colliding with the demon mountains in the sky.
Boom!
Gripping the spear with both hands, he thrust upward with force. The spear tip traced an arc and pried one of the great mountains clean off the ground, sending it flying into the heavens.
Those ahead of him stared with wide eyes in astonishment. How much strength must it take to pry a black mountain into the air with nothing but a spear tip?
Bang!
Ye Fan raised the war spear a second time. This time, the spear tip drove into the body of the mountain, and with a great shout, he wrenched it free and sent it flying as well.
“This…” Jin Chixiao and the others went pale. The man was tossing mountains around as though they were people. Such terrifying physical power was absolutely horrifying.
Boom!
This time it was an earth-shattering strike. Ye Fan drove his spear forward and shattered an entire mountain on the spot. Rocks rained down like a storm, scattering across the wilderness in every direction.
He swung the golden spear continuously. The nine great mountains were either pried into the air or pierced apart — all of them destroyed in the space of a lightning flash, leaving no time to even react.
Ye Fan transformed into a divine rainbow and dove downward. Wherever his spear tip pointed, the ground below cracked apart in four directions, sending rolling clouds of smoke and dust billowing upward. He had not yet arrived, but his aura was already bearing down like a great ocean.
Crash!
The man in the purple-gold crown shook the scroll with force. Like a black sea spreading across all of heaven and earth, it sought to envelop and swallow Ye Fan whole.
Whoosh…
Fierce gale-force winds swept through as the scroll unfurled completely. The vast expanse of blue sky vanished, replaced by an entire world that swallowed Ye Fan — he disappeared without a trace.
Several of them worked together to refine the Demon Cloud Mountain-Locking Scroll while the Supreme Elders closed in from the distant sky.
Rip!
Suddenly, the scroll tore open. A golden spear tip thrust through in a straight line, aimed directly at the scroll’s wielder. The cold glint of it pierced to the bone, and killing intent flooded the surroundings.
With a thunderous crash, the treasured scroll — woven through with the principles of the Dao and universal reason — split apart in cracking fractures. Ye Fan broke free, and the spear in his hand shot out like lightning.
Pfft!
Blood sprayed as the golden spear tip pierced through the scroll’s wielder and burst out through his back. With a single powerful shake, the body exploded — flesh, blood, and bone scattering in all directions.
“You…”
Jin Chixiao and the other two, standing nearby, all stumbled backward. They transformed into three beams of light and fled into the distance. Close-quarters combat was suicide — no one could survive melee range against a Sacred Body.
At the same time, the boundless divine power of the four Supreme Elders in the sky bore down, like an entire world descending to envelop the area, causing the earth to sink more than ten zhang on the spot.
Ye Fan leaped into the air, covered several li in a single bound, locked onto one target, and gave chase — his feet never touching the ground as he cleared thousands of zhang in a single leap to cut off the escape route.
“Stop running — I’ll send you back to where you came from!”
Though the man fought back with everything he had, he was only at the Third Transformation of the Dragon Sublimation and simply could not compare to a Sacred Body of the same level. He was nearly obliterated into a blood mist the moment they clashed.
In the distance, Jin Chixiao and a man in purple robes stopped in their tracks. By now, they had finally regrouped with the four Supreme Elders, and the group advanced with murderous intent.
Ye Fan did not flee. He stood atop a stone mountain, composed and unhurried. He drew the Ten Thousand Calamities Bow, pulled back the bowstring with every ounce of strength he had, and ignited the life essence throughout his entire body. Divine flames blazed upward, filling the sky with a brilliant, radiant light.
Whoosh!
A golden beam of light shot forth, piercing through the air and breaking through clouds, aimed straight at the man in purple robes — impossibly fast.
Bang!
A Supreme Elder moved to intercept, meeting the golden divine arrow head-on, his divine power erupting to refine the rainbow of light stretching for several li.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Ye Fan continued to draw and fire without pause. One golden rainbow after another shot out, interlacing like lightning to form a scorching storm of arrows across the sky.
Finally, he channeled his entire divine power into one arrow and let it fly — a straight shot aimed at the man in purple robes. The others were too occupied with their own battles to come to his aid.
“Ah…”
The divine arrow, stretching for several li, punched straight through, shattering his treasured artifact and piercing his brow. With a pfft, it exploded from within — body and soul annihilated together.
At this point, only Jin Chixiao and four Supreme Elders remained on the field. All the others had been killed by Ye Fan.
Three Supreme Elders channeled their divine power and formed a curtain of light, surrounding one of the old men within it. Then, with a great shout, they unleashed him in a single burst.
Slash!
That Supreme Elder shot forward like a meteor, wrapped in boundless divine power. No arrow could penetrate him, and he moved at absolute peak speed.
“Four Forms Unite as One — all divine power concentrated in a single body, collapsing distance to nothing!”
This was a secret technique: four people making one man whole, granting him unimaginable speed for a single instant — just enough to catch Ye Fan. He closed the gap in a flash.
Such speed truly gave Ye Fan a scare. These people did indeed possess remarkable hidden techniques. Had he not been prepared, he would have been in serious trouble.
He activated the Circulating Character Formula and retreated, evading the brunt of the attack. He waited until the brilliant radiance on the man’s body faded and his divine power was nearly depleted before stopping to stand his ground.
Boom!
The Supreme Elder’s eyes churned with killing intent. He opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of innate quintessential energy, channeling his full divine power as it bore down. Runes flickered within it.
He knew that Ye Fan’s physical body was unmatched, but his cultivation level was still insufficient. He therefore chose to overwhelm him with boundless divine power and suppress him using the laws of the great Dao — exploiting the fact that Ye Fan was still in the Dragon Sublimation realm.
“A beginning-stage Supreme Elder…” Ye Fan’s eyes flashed, and rather than flee, he shot upward through the air to meet the attack.
Bang! Bang!
In that moment, he brought out his full power, displaying his greatest strength — using a body at the Third Transformation of Dragon Sublimation to battle a Sacred Ground Supreme Elder-level figure.
Roar!
A dragon’s cry rang out as a cyan dragon shot forth. Ye Fan formed the Dragon Seal with both hands, releasing the One and Only True Dragon, which raised its head, swept its tail, and charged upward through the overwhelming torrent of divine power.
Boom!
A great mountain materialized in midair — towering and majestic, suppressing all eight desolate directions. Ye Fan had also formed the Mountain-Embracing Seal, going head-on against the boundless sea of divine power, surging upward against the current.
“What — he’s only at the Third Transformation of Dragon Sublimation. How can he fight across so many realm boundaries?” From the distant sky, several figures changed color and came rushing forward.
Within the endless divine power, countless runes flickered, forming threads of law that linked together into a great Dao principle bearing down on Ye Fan.
Boom!
Within Ye Fan’s body, various radiances surfaced. A stalk of chaos blue lotus shot out and swayed gently — and those threads of law could not touch him at all.
Then, the Immortal King Descends Upon the Nine Heavens phenomenon also manifested. Nine layers of sky rose and fell, drawing in the surging divine power and absorbing it completely — swallowing it all in a frenzy.
“Watch out — that is the phenomenon of the Sacred Body. Do not let your physical body make contact with it!”
Ye Fan attacked with his divine seals and the phenomenon, tearing a gap in the boundless divine power of a Supreme Elder who surpassed the Dragon Sublimation realm, and charged upward against the current.
Bang! Bang!
He formed seals and fought, landing more than a hundred strikes in that brief instant, exchanging more than a hundred moves with the Supreme Elder — ferociously intense.
Boom!
Ye Fan led with the Dragon Seal, followed with the Mountain-Embracing Seal, and finally drew out the Human Sovereign Seal — a seamless, flowing sequence, natural and terrifying.
A massive figure merged with him. The phantom form of the Sovereign of the Human Tribe appeared, condensed into a divine power law principle, merging with the palm of his hand as he struck outward.
Bang!
Everything happened too fast. At the one hundred and fiftieth exchange, Ye Fan used the Human Sovereign Seal to break through the final layer of the divine power curtain and punched through.
Pfft!
The Supreme Elder coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward. Disbelief filled his eyes. Ye Fan was nothing but a cultivator in the Dragon Sublimation realm — yet he had just defeated him, a Supreme Elder.
Third Transformation of Dragon Sublimation — that was a full eight realm boundaries below him. This was impossible.
The so-called cross-realm combat spanning a single major secret realm referred to the Wheel Sea, Dao Palace, and Four Extremities — realms with only a few minor boundaries. A secret realm like Dragon Sublimation had nine minor boundaries, and no one had ever been able to leap across them.
“Nine is the ultimate number — no one can possibly fight across nine minor realm boundaries. Eight is the absolute limit. Since ancient times, only a rare few extraordinary individuals have ever been capable of fighting across eight minor secret realm boundaries.”
“A Sacred Body — he has actually stepped into that company and become one of those who have entered the Eight Prohibitions!”
Everyone’s face changed color. Those who entered the Eight Prohibitions were all figures who defied heaven’s will — destined to grow into something terrifyingly powerful.
The legend of the Eight Prohibitions was filled with countless mysteries, covering all manner of special constitutions, with implications far and wide.
Boom!
The Human Sovereign Seal exhausted, Ye Fan formed another seal — unleashing the Heaven-Overturning Seal!
In that moment, heaven and earth reversed, the stars and moon shifted position, everything was turned upside down — and a great seal representing the will of heaven and earth bore down!
Pfft!
The Supreme Elder fought back with everything he had, but was still crushed and exploded apart. His bones shattered, he was reduced to a pulp of flesh — he ceased to exist.
By the time the others came rushing in, it was already too late. The battle was over.
“The Eight Prohibitions — someone has entered the Eight Prohibitions!” Not a single person present failed to change color.
When Ye Fan had been in the Dao Palace realm, he could only battle those a few minor boundaries above him. It was only after stepping into the Four Extremities and then Dragon Sublimation that he had gradually approached the Eight Prohibitions — but this was the first time he had heard the term.
“Hmph!”
Ye Fan let out a cold snort. He drew the bow and nocked an arrow, facing the rushing figures. This time, a single arrow blotted out the sun — its trailing light stretching for more than ten li before vanishing into the void.
“Ah…”
Jin Chixiao screamed. The divine arrow arced back in a spiral, piercing straight through him. His left shoulder was destroyed, reduced to a pool of mangled flesh. His expression was a twisted mask of agony.
“You…”
Ye Fan let out a cold laugh. “You have intercepted and ambushed me three times now. The first two times, only your avatars died. Today, this ends here — let your true body perish as well.”