At the main battlefield, the golden blood had vanished, transformed into wisps of clear energy. Only the purple divine blood remained scattered, flickering with a cold, brilliant light in the dark universe, especially eerie and strange.
Beneath the starry sky, dead silence.
The Tyrant Overlord’s body stood tall and imposing, like a demon peak looming there, his thick mane of hair scattered loose, pressing down on people until they could barely breathe. At this moment he said not a word, his back to the crowd, his body trembling slightly, as if forcibly restraining himself.
Not to mention the young Sovereign of the Heavenly Tyrant Blood lineage — even the onlookers felt somewhat “hurt,” privately grumbling to themselves. The Saint Body really was too sharp, yet also handled things just right.
The Tyrant Overlord, wild and utterly arrogant, had come alone across the starry universe, meaning to suppress and kill his sworn enemy — yet this was the result.
Ye Fan had dealt him a direct blow, having only deployed a single Dao Avatar, while his true body was like a mere passerby, calmly sitting cross-legged deep within the starry sky, watching the battle unfold.
This was absolutely a form of contempt — the Saint Body’s most stunning strike!
The Tyrant Overlord had crossed star regions, fighting the Saint Body in blood, the commotion massive, known throughout all directions — who knew how many people from other ancient star regions had come specifically for this battle.
In the end, the Tyrant Overlord had actually been fighting a Dao Avatar of his sworn enemy this whole time — this was truly too “hurtful.” Even the always arrogant, always convinced-of-his-invincibility young Sovereign of the Heavenly Tyrant Blood lineage had nearly lost control of his emotions.
Since he had come into this world, no one had ever dared insult him like this!
Ye Fan said nothing more, but the actions and methods he had taken made the onlookers feel like coughing up blood — let alone the Tyrant Overlord, who had fought all the way to now. How could he possibly bear it?
“The Saint Body’s heart is too dark — truly arrogant… looking down on people. The Tyrant Overlord’s probably about to explode with rage.”
“That’s not quite fair to say. The Tyrant Overlord came wielding supreme divine might, meaning to suppress and kill the Saint Body — this wild aggression only met with a counterattack.”
Beneath the starry sky, people dared not discuss this loudly, only transmitting their voices secretly, because the atmosphere was far too tense and terrifying.
Many people were pondering — was Ye Fan guarding against the Tyrant Overlord suppressing him with his Saint King realm, or had he already calculated this from the start, deliberately meaning to humiliate the Tyrant Overlord?
Many firmly believed this was absolutely a premeditated humiliation, more seriously meant to shake the Tyrant Overlord’s Dao heart — fighting with a Dao Avatar had dealt him an enormous embarrassment.
Clearly, the effect had been achieved — the Tyrant Overlord still had not turned around, calm as a deep abyss, unsettling to behold.
After a fierce, bloody battle, only now did it become clear he had been fighting one of his opponent’s Dao Avatars — the Tyrant Overlord felt as though he had been slapped across the face.
Only a few people knew that Ye Fan’s Dao Avatar was supremely powerful, almost not inferior to his true body — it simply could not remain in the mortal world for long.
The Tyrant Overlord abruptly turned his body around, his pupils flickering with wisps of light — that was the sight of the galaxy collapsing, representing destruction, carrying an indescribable oppression!
This was an atmosphere even more terrifying than the battle itself, pressing down until people could barely breathe — an even more shocking, terrifying battle brewing in the calm, ready to erupt at any moment.
The Tyrant Overlord, forced to break his seal by a mere Dao Avatar, while his sworn enemy’s true body sat calmly cross-legged deep in the starry sky watching — he could bear it no longer, wanting to kill across the entire starry sky.
Though enraged, he did not lose his composure, his gaze growing ever colder and more brutal, staring at that hazy figure, walking forward step by step.
In the utterly silent universe, Long Ma laughed wildly, the only one bold enough to be so arrogant, saying, “Tyrant Overlord, your meat’s really not bad — crispy crunch, tastes like chicken.”
Everyone was stunned — what kind of nonsense was this, tasting like chicken? This remark was really too disrespectful!
In such a dire situation, Long Ma’s brazen taunting was equivalent to rubbing salt in the wound — truly shameless, this remark carrying tremendous sting.
And it hadn’t finished speaking — immediately following up with another line: “But the bones were really tough, almost broke my back teeth.”
Everyone turned to stone, all looking toward the other battlefield together, where the fire-lit Long Ma was fleeing at full speed, dodging the Purple Qilin’s pursuit, running faster than anyone had ever seen.
The Purple Qilin roared, its four hooves trampling the heavens, its roar shattering the starry sky. The wretched horse ahead had committed a serious offense in taunting the Tyrant Overlord like this — equivalent to stepping on its own face, unbearable.
Long Ma shouted and clamored, its realm inferior to the Purple Qilin’s — a pure-blooded Sacred Beast King, one that could claim supremacy among beasts on the ancient starway, who knew how many Divine Steeds it had slain in blood.
Unfortunately, Long Ma had no intention of fighting it properly at all, gnawing on its bone while fleeing, still shouting nonstop.
“Tyrant Blood really tastes good — want to try that donkey behind me too?”
“Crack!”
Long Ma’s back teeth rattled, nearly snapping off, still unable to bite through those two white bones jagged with exposed marrow, cursing, “Damn Tyrant Body, why are your bones so hard, harder than sacred weapons — how’s anyone supposed to eat this?!”
In the universe, the atmosphere of the great battle was tense to the extreme, yet this nonsense created a strange sense of chaos and absurdity, like time and space had gone askew.
“ROAR…”
The Purple Qilin roared, furious to the extreme — this was its master’s flesh and blood, yet this wretched horse dared to mock it so, truly arrogant to the extreme.
It trampled the starry sky to pieces, radiating the aura of a supreme being among beasts, growing ever more domineering, a bloody wildness about it, its eyes holding the terrifying scene of mountains of corpses.
“Dare you fight?” For so many years, it had always been the one slaughtering its enemies mercilessly — who knew how many years it had been since it last actively challenged anyone, now eager to slaughter a Divine Steed.
“Are you joking? No interest in fighting a donkey!” Long Ma dashed on ahead, gnawing its bone while loudly refusing.
Everyone was stunned. This was the legendary pure-blooded Purple Qilin — nothing at all like a donkey, yet called such — this horse’s mouth was truly infuriating.
The Purple Qilin was naturally enraged, fire blazing at the crown of its head — this was an insult to it. As a supreme being among beasts on the ancient starway, it had never been so disrespected and mocked.
Yet even in this situation, the Purple Qilin still restrained itself, carrying the bearing of a King among Ten Thousand Beasts, saying with dignity, “You have true dragon blood flowing in your veins, among the noblest bloodlines, yet you flee without fighting — do you feel no shame?!”
“Nope.” Long Ma said it with total indifference, tossing the words out lightly, leaving its opponent with nowhere to strike, galloping wildly without pause.
“I’m challenging you!” The Purple Qilin said imposingly, trampling the starry sky to pieces, like a beast sovereign descending from the immortal realm, purple energy in the hundreds of millions of wisps.
“I refuse!” Long Ma said righteously.
“I am seriously challenging you.” The Purple Qilin was going mad with frustration.
“I am also very seriously refusing — please don’t doubt my attitude.” Long Ma said solemnly.
The Purple Qilin was somewhat dumbstruck — what kind of horse was this? Refusing so righteously, so proud even in not daring to fight, not feeling the least bit ashamed, instead putting on an arrogant air — where did this sense of superiority even come from?!
The onlooking powers were all dumbstruck too.
“Do you still have the dignity of a strong warrior?” The Qilin Sacred King was furious.
“What’s that thing?” Long Ma asked.
“You…”
“You’ve cultivated for far more years than me, reaching the Sacred Beast King realm, yet coming to duel me like this, only to end up calling me a coward — are you sick?” Long Ma sneered, rising up on its hind legs, dashing off at full speed.
The Purple Qilin, enraged, pushed its speed to the absolute limit, transforming into a beam of purple light charging forward, forcing Long Ma to employ the “Xing” character mantra, its two hind legs touching the ground.
Everyone’s jaws dropped, all staring in blank astonishment.
Long Ma was an absolute piece of work, saying shamelessly, “See that? This one can outrun you on two legs alone. Try running on all five of yours if you’ve got the guts.”
A group of people couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Naturally, some sided with the Tyrant Overlord and his mount, unable to help but say, “Like master, like mount — one glance tells you it’s no good bird!”
“One glance tells me you’re a good bird.” Long Ma, standing on two legs, its field of view extremely wide, turned its head and shot back a response at that person.
That cultivator’s lips trembled with fury, but before he could say more, a shocking development on the other side — one that would shake the ancient starways of the Human race — drew everyone’s attention away.
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
The Tyrant Overlord, unrivaled in this generation, sweeping the ancient starways of the Human race without equal, undefeated to this day, looked like a god descending from the heavens, galactic light swirling about him, charging toward Ye Fan’s true body.
However, the moment he entered that stretch of starry sky, he ran into enormous trouble — the entire star region seemed to have been set ablaze, countless planets radiating blazing light, wisps of Dao patterns interweaving across the universe.
“The ancient Heavenly Court’s remnant formation has revived — who did this?!” someone cried out in shock from hiding, their spiritual voice sounding very old.
The celestial bodies connected to each other, forming a colossal divine diagram, dense with Dao traces, like a heavenly net enveloping the Tyrant Overlord within it, terrifying beyond measure.
The Tyrant Overlord went mad, a beam of purple energy piercing the universe erupting from the crown of his head, his hair flying wildly, charging at Ye Fan like a demon god descending, crushing everything in his path.
The young Sovereign of the Heavenly Tyrant Blood lineage had become a Saint King — this level of strength was enough to make people tremble, absolutely capable of sweeping through the various regions, something even ordinary Great Sages would have to fear!
One meteor after another exploded in succession, and though carved with ancient Dao traces, none could stop his advance.
The Tyrant Overlord, divinely mighty, roared and the galaxy shattered, fragments of stars swirling around him, his divine might peerless — judging by combat power alone, few among his peers could rival him.
“BOOM!”
He punched straight through the starry sky, a dazzling fist-shadow flying toward Ye Fan, like a purple sun exploding, carving out a dazzling light, chaotic energy spreading in its wake.
However, facing this blow capable of shattering the vast heavens, Ye Fan remained seated cross-legged in the starry sky, not rising to his feet, only raising his right hand, sealing it forward.
Forbidden Immortal Sixth Seal!
He drew upon the power of the Source Heaven Divine Formation, unleashing this ultimate divine technique — countless galaxies surging, radiance stretching ten thousand miles, converging beside him, together suppressing the Tyrant Body.
The highest realm of the Source Heaven Master lineage was not about the source within stone, but the Source of All Things — at that level, never mind the essence of heaven and earth or ancient mineral treasures, even all the stars in the heavens and every living creature in creation could become its “Source.”
Clearly, Ye Fan, having come to this star region, had glimpsed this realm, finding direction from his ancestral master’s realm, transcending the Source Heaven Book, now truly manifesting it.
The Forbidden Immortal Sixth Seal forcibly sealed the Tyrant Overlord’s punch, and from the radiance of all things a giant hand was forged, covering the sky, pressing down upon the Tyrant Overlord.
“BOOM!”
This was an earth-shaking, world-shocking collision — the meteors, planets, and suns throughout this stretch of starry sky all radiated divine light, converging into Ye Fan’s giant hand, suppressing the Tyrant Overlord.
Collision after collision, the Tyrant Overlord cried out long and loud, shattering sun, moon, and stars, smashing apart an ancient realm of land.
“Saint Body, come out and fight!” he roared at the starry sky.
“As you wish!” Ye Fan responded, rising from the void, calmly facing him, his hands slowly moving, manifesting his own peerless technique.
BOOM!
Like a deity moving sun, moon, and stars, he radiated boundless light, his hands forming the Yin-Yang Life-Death Reincarnation Seal, the myriad stars surging vastly alongside him, various formation patterns gleaming.
In the starry sky, a colossal Yin fish and a colossal Yang fish intertwined, slowly moving, radiating an ancient, vast, and majestic aura, as though capable of destroying all things.
This was Ye Fan’s technique, combined with Source Arts — the great formation in the starry sky transforming into intertwined Yin-Yang fish, becoming his hands, slowly pressing down upon the Tyrant Overlord!
This bearing, this power, this dominance — it left everyone utterly stunned!
One had to know, the Yin-Yang fish were composed of countless stars, and now, as Ye Fan formed the seal, they had transformed into a pair of giant hands, suppressing all living beings in creation!