Brahma Xian struggled fiercely. Her brilliant red tresses flew and cascaded across her snow-white neck and chest like white jade, yet she could not escape the vortex formed by the Eternal Universe Emperor Furnace, whose blood-red flames churned.
Ye Fan’s Dao cultivation was now profound and deep. The ancient Great Emperor’s immortal furnace he manifested was remarkably true to the original — as though cast from phoenix-blood red gold, dazzling and crystalline, emanating thread after thread of crimson rosy light that wound and bound this exquisite form.
“Brahma Heaven Steps!”
Brahma Xian cried out softly. Halos of light bloomed beneath her feet. Thousands upon thousands of Dao markings spread in all directions. A vast swathe of the cold, dark cosmos collapsed, black abysses linking one to another.
She advanced in over a dozen consecutive steps, barely breaking free of the binding, cutting through the blood-red emperor furnace, and surging upward toward the sky.
Ye Fan tilted his head back to look up. He pointed toward her short skirt, his manner brazen. “Your skirt rode up.”
“Ah—!”
Brahma Xian flushed scarlet, screaming in genuine fury for the first time. She pressed her legs together, spun like a top, and shot straight up into the sky dozens of li above.
“Brahma Lady, I must say — that pair of beautiful legs of yours is truly unrivaled in this world. The only flaw is that the skirt is a touch too long.” Ye Fan roared with laughter.
The onlookers stared in utter disbelief. This punk was unbelievably brazen — daring to mock in the Immortal Feather Star Sea the thorny fire-immortal rose herself, Brahma Xian. In the past, people who acted like this had been thrown into cosmic black holes.
Brahma Xian pressed her legs together. A flash of light crossed her violet short skirt, which extended downward into battle-form garments, gleaming with a cold metallic luster — and yet somehow making those pale, supple, long legs even more eye-catching.
Her tresses flew as she glared down at Ye Fan. From her palm she shot a burst of violet light. A violet gold divine sword materialized in her hand — raised, and brought straight down.
Dong!
This was a fearsome violet gold sword. Ordinarily she kept it tempered within her lotus-like arms as its sheath. Its edge was unrivaled in sharpness. The moment it appeared, it blazed with chaotic violet radiance, blazing and resplendent!
“The Lady is truly angered now. This is her supreme treasure, destined to accompany her into the Saint-class one day. Legend says that in its forging, divine-marked violet gold was incorporated. Nothing can withstand it.”
Clang!
Yet what left everyone deeply astonished was this: Ye Fan met the sword with nothing but a golden fist, and blocked it entirely, sending a cascade of terrifying sparks bursting outward.
Clang!
Golden blood-energy filled the sky. Ye Fan ascended against the heavens, meeting Brahma Xian head-on. His palms and fingers became a golden heavenly stele, covered with flickering runes, a full zhang in height, crashing into the violet gold divine sword and making it tremble and ring.
Everyone was dumbstruck. This was something beyond extraordinary. Not only was it beyond what Brahma Xian could manage — even her second uncle Brahma Zhou possessed no such powerful physical body.
That sword could become a holy artifact at any time, having been forged by an Ancient Saint, the secret treasure she had tempered for countless years — all in preparation for it to match her, so that one day they might advance to the Saint tier together.
“Impossible — is his physical body even stronger than Brahma Xian Lady’s?” The Bald One and Furry both felt their heads swimming, realizing they had been hovering at death’s door this entire time.
“Brahma Sword Art!”
Brahma Xian cried out softly. Planting her feet on the pitch-black void, sword in hand, she moved it in continuous, intricate arcs, imbuing it with a profound sword intent that released a sweep of absolutely supreme, peerless chaotic sword energy.
She stood there in place, slashing continuously. The sword radiance crisscrossed and interwove in all directions, genuinely astonishing even Ye Fan. He had not expected her to possess such an abstruse and wondrous technique.
For this chaotic sword energy carried within it the terrifying power of spatial laws, constructing a pitch-black gateway — intending to slice him straight into another dimension.
The indestructible chaotic sword energy had been woven into a star gate, connecting to the Dark Prison, to banish an enemy there forever! The Bald One and the others watched with excitement.
The Dark Prison was a penal institution in the Immortal Feather Star Sea — a place for serious offenders, jointly administered by several major factions, a place with an entrance but no exit.
Ye Fan was genuinely amazed. Using sword intent to pierce the void, weaving it into spatial laws, and constructing a star gate — this was something he was witnessing for the first time. It truly had its own remarkable and unique qualities.
Boom!
He brought both hands together, like two great golden millstones grinding, crushing the sky-filling sword energy and that star gate to powder. In the cosmos, a rain of light flew in all directions — as brilliant as a comet.
Brahma Xian’s assault was undone by this single strike, dissolving into sweep after sweep of resplendent light. The lotus-like arm holding the violet gold sword trembled faintly. She had absorbed the full force of the blow head-on and had nearly lost her grip.
The ancient battle-blood of the Brahma Heavenly War Body flowed within her, and ancient methods had tempered her physical body to an extraordinary degree of solidity. Had it been anyone else sustaining the continuous onslaught of a holy human constitution, they would have been reduced to dust long ago.
Ye Fan’s mouth carried a faint smile. He said nothing — and beckoned toward her again with his finger, using her own method to issue a provocation.
Brahma Xian ground her teeth in fury. This was the first time she had ever found someone so infuriating. If she truly did take him on as a retainer, she would definitely make his life miserable.
Her pupils suddenly transformed into two blazing orbs of brilliant light — like two small suns. Her aura kept climbing without pause. The violet gold sword hung above her head, shielding her body.
Her blood was roaring, crashing against the walls of her vessels. A surging will to battle rose — her entire person radiating a luminance like that of ancient divine beings.
The Brahma Heavenly War Body exalted the way of battle — supreme above the nine heavens and ten earths, paramount and sovereign, requiring a spirit of absolute invincibility. In ancient times, its physical combat was proclaimed unmatched.
Traceries of pattern emerged across the surface of her body. Within her luminously white, crystalline physique, the breath of the Dao filled every inch, resplendent. With a soft shout, she transformed into a beam of light and shot forward.
Body technique combat — close-range, physical battle!
Brahma Xian’s combat power surged. She deployed the Brahma Eight Scatter Hands passed down from her ancestors. Each strike of the scatter hands held the mystery of splitting the cosmos asunder — profound and intricate — enveloping Ye Fan within a blaze of immortal rosy radiance.
She was not a true war body, and naturally could not match Ye Fan in sheer physical terms. Yet these techniques and methods were genuinely fearsome beyond measure — each blow drawing on the power of an entire star domain to amplify her combat strength.
The Brahma Eight Forms, the Brahma Heaven Steps, and the rest were comparable to the secret arts of an ancient Great Emperor. Ye Fan was deeply astonished, wondering what heights her ancestors had reached. Could they truly have been ancient emperors?
Bang!
Ye Fan brought both hands together once more, grinding out trace after trace of holy radiance, sweeping away all of Brahma Xian’s attacks and sending her flying sideways as well, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
“The Lady… has lost!”
A descendant of the Brahma Heavenly War Body, defeated by an unknown young man in a test of pure physical combat? Was the sky falling? The entire group of plunderers was shaken — they could not accept the result. Members of the Brahma family losing in physical combat was the stuff of fairy tales.
“He must have taken the ultimate constitution evolution elixir. Could it be that the Paramount Immortal Body has awakened? Or the Primordial Demonic Body?” A chill ran through the assembled crowd.
“You’ve lost. Does that mean you now belong to me?” Ye Fan’s mouth curved in a faint smile.
“I haven’t lost yet!” Brahma Xian’s expression was composed, but through her bright, clear eyes one could glimpse the turmoil within. All manner of wondrous techniques deployed at once as she attacked toward Ye Fan.
Smack, clang…
Ye Fan struck out, dismantling every one of her secret arts with pure physical force. Golden divine radiance overflowed from his entire body, turning him a brilliant gold throughout.
He fought with sweeping, unstoppable power. Brahma Xian was sent crashing away again and again, completely outmatched. Several of the half-holy artifacts protecting her body shattered.
“Golden blood — you are the legendary… Indestructible Golden Body! You… have you unlocked your own inner treasures, or have you taken the ultimate evolution elixir?” Brahma Xian cried out in shock.
“Hey — your skirt rode up again.” Ye Fan looked upward without the slightest effort to avert his gaze, laughing: “Don’t always act like you’re above it all, standing so high up. Looking down on all creation? Too bad the only one below you is me.”
The expression on Brahma Xian’s face, skin as translucent as condensed jade, darkened with a streak of frustration. She said nothing, and with the attitude of someone staking everything, unleashed her most powerful assault.
“Can you blame me for that? You prefer to stand above everything — so I have no choice but to look up at you.” Ye Fan laughed uproariously.
The Bald One, Furry, and the rest cursed in unison, faces flushed red to the neck as they hollered — and at the same time began to speculate.
“Can this bastard be any more shameless? Where did he crawl out from? How come no one has ever heard of him?”
A constitution this monstrous could not belong to someone obscure and nameless. As they saw it, in the Eternal Realm he might not be the absolute strongest, but in any other star domain he must have been a heaven-defying genius. They were utterly convinced: only the great ancient stars of this realm could produce fighters strong enough to stand supreme under the stars.
“He’s almost on par with the legendary Paramount Immortal Body and Brahma Heavenly War Body, whose bloodlines are said to be the most pure.”
Brahma Xian let out a clear, sharp cry. From her mouth she expelled a cloud of rosy mist that rapidly shrouded the entire area, rendering even divine heavenly sight useless. This was Brahma War Energy!
The void warped. Black holes appeared in the cosmos one after another. This was a terrifying technique — the Brahma Domain — extending its influence across a vast region of the universe, turning the entire area into a special energy field.
Brahma Xian’s own natural gifts were extraordinary enough. Without relying on bloodline power at all, she was already a rare, heaven-defying talent of the highest order.
Devouring, dissolving, disintegrating — all manner of terrifying forces ran rampant, seeking to grind away Ye Fan’s golden body!
Boom!
A fair lotus-like arm swept through, driving a violet gold ancient sword out from a black hole and stabbing forward, shattering that entire area. With a soft ding, Ye Fan flicked it with a finger, deflecting the longsword. The character-art of “Soldier” activated simultaneously, and in one fluid motion he seized the sword, seized the person — all in a single continuous movement.
He had grabbed one smooth, snow-white arm, the sword laid horizontally across her neck. A physique as sleek and crystalline as a mermaid pressed hard against his chest, straining to break free.
Brahma Xian’s entire body blazed with light. All manner of wondrous techniques erupted outward, seeking to pierce through Ye Fan’s physical body — but all of it was neutralized by the golden domain he had spread.
Hum!
Brahma Xian’s beautiful leg suddenly swung upward through the air — higher than her shoulder — kicking toward Ye Fan’s skull. The blow was sharp and devastating, yet it also displayed the perfect flexibility and beauty of her figure.
Smack!
Ye Fan extended only one hand and gripped that long, fair, jade-white leg firmly, pressing it back against her own chest and abdomen, its lustrous white surface gleaming.
“What a temper. Careful I don’t parade you through this star sea like this.”
“You… let go of me.” The skin across Brahma Xian’s body turned crimson. She wanted to tear Ye Fan into eight pieces. To be desecrated like this — something that had never before occurred.
“You… let go of the Lady!” The Bald One and the rest shouted.
“Retreat!” Suddenly, a divine sense transmission came from dozens of li away. The main warship engaged its engines, streaking away as a beam of light and vanishing into the depths of the cosmos.
Ye Fan was taken aback. That had unmistakably been a divine sense transmission from Brahma Xian herself. Then who was the person in his hands?
He realized he had been tricked. This was only a clone. When she had released the Brahma War Energy earlier and formed the domain field — blinding his divine heavenly sight — she had used that moment to escape!
Ye Fan suppressed the clone, activated the Character Art of “Walk,” transformed into a bolt of lightning, struck down the Bald One and Furry and all the rest, shattered their warships, leaving only one for himself.
Several thousand li away, Brahma Xian had stopped. She murmured to herself: “Indestructible Golden Body… it truly is a legendary Indestructible Golden Body. This is the supreme constitution that any major faction would bend over backward to recruit…”
Suddenly, her beautiful face flushed crimson. Her whole body felt deeply uncomfortable. She fumed, teeth gnashing: “He actually dared to… put his hands on me!”
When a clone is not far from the true body — at a distance of only a few thousand li — one could say it was practically a shared experience. Brahma Xian’s lithe, serpentine physique convulsed, waves of heat flooding across her skin in sheets of crimson.
Ye Fan stood with Brahma Xian’s clone before the row of prisoners, sweeping his gaze over them one by one. Each of them gasped and glared at him in furious defiance — not a single one yielding.
In the distance, a flash of light appeared. The three-hundred-zhang warship turned and came back. Brahma Xian’s true body stepped out from the cabin — tall, perfectly beautiful.
“My Lady, that bastard just now — he violated you… all manner of indecency!”
“Whether he should have touched it or shouldn’t have touched it — no, nowhere was permissible to touch — the point is he touched… everything. That hand should be cut off.”
Brahma Xian stumbled as she heard this — her long, beautiful legs went momentarily weak, and she nearly fell over. She shot them all a glare, then fixed her gaze on Ye Fan.
Ye Fan assumed a tone of perfect righteousness. “Don’t listen to their nonsense. I was merely examining the quality of your constitution. The Brahma Heavenly War Body truly lives up to its name… beautiful to the absolute extreme!”