A cultivator of the Far Shore Realm possesses countless divine abilities and ten thousand techniques — if facing only one person with an extraordinarily powerful physique, the means at their disposal are endless.

“Who do you think you are, truly believing yourself a god, standing high above the clouds?!” At this very moment, Ye Fan suddenly shot skyward, pressing close once again.

Li Xiaoman was greatly startled. She had never imagined that Ye Fan could actually fly. It was obvious — he could cultivate, at the very least above the Life Spring Realm. He was far from being simply a man of exceptional physical strength.

His constitution clearly shouldn’t allow him to… Her heart roiled with turbulence she could not quiet.

Chen Feng was startled at first, but quickly calmed himself. Judging from the fluctuations of divine power, his opponent was nothing more than the Divine Bridge Realm.

“How dare a firefly compete with the radiance of the bright moon!” He turned his palm upward, and starlight cascaded down like flowing mercury — soft in appearance, yet heavy as ten thousand jun. He intended to refine Ye Fan alive with boundless divine power.

Ye Fan strode through the void, his footwork mysterious. Each step he set down gave the impression of a Dao flowing in accordance with nature, and he evaded the starlight.

Below, Ji Ziyue covered her mouth and whispered: “This fellow carries so many secrets. This truly resembles the footwork of that legendary mad old man…”

By now, even Chen Feng’s expression had changed. This footwork posed a real threat to him — it was profoundly subtle.

Ye Fan moved like drifting clouds and brushing wind, darting left and right, leaving no traceable shadow to capture.

This footwork was indeed supremely mysterious. He had spent over a full year studying it, yet had only just glimpsed the threshold.

That day, the Mad Old Man had taken a single stride, leaving endless mountains and rivers behind him in an instant — a true “compression of distance,” countless times faster than others who flew through the sky or dove through the earth — and he had left an indelible impression on Ye Fan.

The Dao markings left behind by the Mad Old Man were immeasurably complex. Ye Fan had only comprehended the shallower portions and had not fully grasped them.

“Infinite Starlight!” Chen Feng in white murmured low. He raised his right hand, and a river of stars flowed forth — beginning as a slender trickle, but quickly drowning the entire sky in starlight. No matter where Ye Fan fled, starlight enveloped him.

Ye Fan flipped his palm, revealing a purple-copper eight-trigram mirror. It gathered boundless divine radiance, dazzling as a sun, and beamed it toward Chen Feng.

The brilliant light was overwhelmingly fierce. The enormous beam of light instantly shattered the starlight — this was the most powerful treasure of an elder of the Jiang Family, a rare and extraordinary spiritual object.

“What?!” Such a formidable treasure startled Chen Feng, and he retreated swiftly.

In the distance, Ji Ziyue laughed softly. “Did you truly think this fellow only knew how to swing his fists… If he closes in on you again, things are going to get very interesting.”

Suddenly, Ji Ziyue’s laughter died. Her expression changed abruptly. “Void Technique…”

Ye Fan’s body nearly vanished, dissolving into a wisp of black smoke drifting forward. He flashed into existence in an instant and slapped forward with his palm.

Ji Ziyue could not help but be astonished. First Ye Fan had displayed an inexplicable footwork technique — and now he was actually executing the Great Void Technique from the Ji Family’s ancient scripture.

This was a powerful secret art recorded in the Void Scripture. Cultivated to its ultimate level, it could traverse the void, possessing abilities beyond the fathoming of gods and ghosts.

I only wrote out a small passage for him. Without a powerful cultivation method to support it, it simply cannot be performed. This fellow must have cultivated an immortal scripture — one no less formidable than the Void Scripture!

At this moment, Chen Feng’s heart also shook. He had nearly been struck by Ye Fan’s palm and quickly dodged to the side.

Hum!

The void trembled, as though shattering apart!

Ye Fan did not press the attack — but beside Chen Feng, a massive black hand appeared, sweeping down to blot out the sky!

“The incomplete form of the Void Great Hand Seal!” Ji Ziyue cried out softly in shock, murmuring to herself: “He must have cultivated some ancient scripture, or he would never have been able to unleash the Void Great Hand Seal.”

Slap!

Chen Feng was fast, but his left arm was still struck. On the spot, the bones of his arm shattered, and his left arm hung limply at his side.

The black great hand dispersed in the sky, but it had overawed many of those present. Chen Feng’s face had gone pale, cold sweat continuously beading at his forehead.

In the distance, every disciple of Star Peak was stunned. How formidable was Chen Feng — yet since the battle began, he had not once seized the upper hand, and now had his left arm shattered by someone. It was simply unimaginable.

“Just what is his background, that he possesses such means?”

“How is this possible — even Senior Brother Chen Feng isn’t his match, and has had his left arm shattered.”

Ji Ziyue clenched her slender fist, sensing that Ye Fan carried many secrets and was far from as simple as he appeared on the surface.

“Hey!” Chen Feng in white gave a cold grunt. A river of stars surged out from his Bitter Sea toward his left arm.

Crack, crack, crack!

His left arm trembled, then shuddered violently. Washed and nourished by starlight, the shattered arm was reconnected!

This was what it meant to be a cultivator of the Far Shore Realm — injuries to the body could be rapidly healed.

“What kind of secret art was that?” It was the first time Chen Feng had shown a solemn expression. That black hand seal was too mysterious — even now it left him uneasy.

Ye Fan’s heart was also greatly shaken. The Void Great Hand Seal was extraordinarily domineering, possessing tremendous offensive power. It was a pity that he had only mastered the incomplete form and could not fully deploy it.

Comparatively, the Wheel of the Sea chapter of the Dao Scripture focused on consolidating one’s foundation and excavating one’s potential — it lacked powerful offensive techniques and was deficient in secret arts.

“You claimed you would shatter every bone in my body — go ahead and use whatever means you have.”

“Do you truly believe that having mastered a few secret techniques makes you my equal? Your divine power is far too weak!” Chen Feng’s face turned cold. He opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of pure breath. Starlight blazed from his body as seven stars rose one after another into manifestation.

The seven stars were as large as human heads — like seven small suns suspended in the air. They then transformed into flowing light, shooting outward in all four directions.

In an instant, this stretch of sky changed utterly. It darkened all at once, and stars began to manifest overhead. With his overwhelming divine power, he sealed off the sky, establishing a cage of heaven and earth — intending to trap Ye Fan to death.

“I borrow the divine power of the Lord of the Northern Dipper!” Chen Feng roared.

In the sky, the seven stars blazed with brilliance. These were not the true stars of the Northern Dipper — they were the Northern Dipper starlight he had accumulated over many years of cultivation.

It could not be denied: a cultivator of the Far Shore Realm was immensely powerful, their abilities bordering on divine. With seven stars hanging in the sky, they became his most fearsome weapon.

“Tianqu Divine Sword!” Chen Feng roared.

Among the Northern Dipper’s seven stars, Tianqu blazed with ferocious intensity, shooting a straight sword-qi downward to cleave at Ye Fan.

“Tianxuan Divine Sword!”

Tianxuan shone with extraordinary brilliance, raining down dazzling light that condensed into a sword, slashing toward Ye Fan.

“Tianji Divine Sword!”

A third sword-light tore downward like a bolt of lightning cutting across the sky.

Clang clang clang…

In the sky, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yao Guang, Tianji, Tianxuan, and Tianqu — the seven stars of the Northern Dipper blazed in splendor, radiating brilliant, dazzling light, condensing into seven divine swords that swept and slashed in all directions.

Chen Feng treated Ye Fan as a formidable enemy and held nothing back. In a cold voice: “I said I would shatter every bone in your body — naturally I will do so.”

Ye Fan stepped through his mysterious footwork, evading continuously. These sword-lights were truly fierce — he had no desire to meet them head-on.

Hum!

Ye Fan launched the Void Great Hand Seal once more. A massive black hand appeared in the sky and slapped down toward Chen Feng.

However, this time Chen Feng was prepared and immediately dodged to the side.

The energy fluctuations emanating from the black great hand seal chilled the hearts of all who witnessed it, before slowly dispersing in the sky.

The Void Great Hand Seal was truly unmatched in power, but it had one fatal flaw — it was not fast enough.

Moreover, this was the incomplete form. It was imperfect and difficult to use to slay an enemy in a single strike.

“Whatever other means you have, go ahead and use them all!” Chen Feng sneered coldly.

Ye Fan charged left and broke right, but the Northern Dipper’s seven stars remained constantly above his head, sweeping down blade-light without cease.

“Senior Brother Chen Feng has chosen the Northern Dipper as his birth-star. He is truly powerful — this sword-qi is inexhaustible and invincible!”

“An ordinary disciple of Star Peak simply cannot entrust their spirit to the Northern Dipper. Senior Brother Chen Feng’s talent is extraordinary. With seven divine swords filling the sky, it is only a matter of time before this young man is slain.”

Ye Fan shot skyward and swung his golden fist directly forward, seeking to shatter the seven stars.

On the surface of his body, faint traces of primordial yellow-brown energy surfaced, serving as his protection.

His opponent’s divine power was formidable indeed — it truly could suppress him. Separated by a full major realm, Chen Feng unleashing his most forceful techniques was not something Ye Fan could resist.

At this moment, Ye Fan continuously circulated his mysterious methods, and at last managed to draw out a trace of the Primal Chaos Mother Qi, using it to withstand the crushing pressure of the overwhelming divine power.

Finally, he tore through the divine power’s confinement and shot up into the high sky, arriving before the Northern Dipper’s seven stars.

His golden fist struck the heavenly vault, and the void seemed to cave inward as space twisted violently.

In close-quarters combat, he had absolute confidence. With a single punch he shattered the Tianqu star, and its starlight scattered in all directions.

Ye Fan swung his fist again and again. The Primal Chaos Mother Qi flashed across his body’s surface, and the remaining six stars in the sky were shattered by him as well.

“How can this be?!” Chen Feng was greatly startled. He was a Far Shore Realm cultivator with incomparable divine power — if he truly fought with full force, he was more than capable of suppressing Ye Fan.

Yet now the situation appeared so abnormal. His opponent had casually shattered his birth-stars, filling him with unease.

“Is this fellow even human — shattering Senior Brother Chen Feng’s birth-stars? What immense combat power does he possess?!”

“Even a Far Shore Realm powerhouse might not necessarily be able to do that.”

Every disciple of Star Peak was deeply shaken and utterly bewildered.

Ye Fan’s physical body was powerful enough, and with the Primal Chaos Mother Qi wreathing his frame, he was truly invincible — nothing could stand in his way.

“My body is indestructible — so long as my body remains, my birth-stars shall not perish. Do you think shattering them once is enough?” Chen Feng murmured low, and the Northern Dipper’s seven stars immediately manifested again in the sky.

“Then I will shatter you!” Ye Fan had no choice but to go all out. Separated by a full major realm, and despite all his numerous secret methods, he still felt the strain.

“Seven Stars Transform and Manifest — Seal Off Time and Space!” Chen Feng roared. The Northern Dipper’s seven stars transformed into seven beams of light that plunged downward, surrounding Ye Fan within.

Boom!

The stars blazed with brilliance. It was as though a sea of stars came crashing down, sealing Ye Fan inside.

In that moment, the seven stars of the Northern Dipper gave birth to countless additional stars, forming an entire starry sky within that space.

Though these were not true stars — all of them woven from condensed starlight — they were more than sufficient to seal away a Divine Bridge Realm cultivator.

The overwhelming divine power was like several great mountains colliding — intending to grind Ye Fan into fine powder.

A Far Shore Realm cultivator’s divine power was immense. At this rate, sooner or later it would refine him to ash.

Ye Fan did not panic — for he had a powerful trump card: the Primal Chaos Mother Qi. This was the very foundation from which he dared to clash head-on with a Far Shore Realm cultivator. Although he could not project the Primal Chaos Mother Qi outward as a weapon, whenever the endless starlight came grinding down, it was all annihilated upon the surface of his body and could not harm him.

If only I could finish re-tempering my cauldron, or successfully use the Primal Chaos Mother Qi to refine my body — then I wouldn’t have to be this passive.

Ye Fan had been silently running “one of the Nine Secrets” since the battle began, attempting it continuously, yet had still not managed to trigger it even once.

This supreme secret art of legend — though profound and abstruse — was not lengthy. It could fully merge with the Dao Scripture and he had already cycled through it hundreds of times.

A long wait. Every disciple of Star Peak fell silent, waiting quietly for Ye Fan to be refined to ash.

Chen Feng blazed with radiance from head to toe. His white robes remained immaculate. Truly he was like a Star Lord — untainted by mortal air — standing in the sky.

“This is the moment!” Ye Fan’s heart surged with excitement. After cycling through the supreme secret art hundreds of times, he had at last triggered it successfully.

In that single instant, he felt incomparably powerful — his combat strength surging upward with extreme speed. He felt as though he had breached the Far Shore Realm.

Tenfold combat strength… It’s actually tenfold combat strength! It all felt like a dream. This supreme secret art was extremely difficult to trigger, yet it could truly be called a priceless treasure beyond all value.

This was a change beyond imagination — instantaneously multiplying one’s power tenfold. It defied all reason — a force that transformed the mundane into the miraculous!

Boom!

Ye Fan threw a single punch and on the spot shattered every star filling the sky. He took a single stride forward — his speed also increased tenfold — stepping through the Mad Old Man’s footwork, and crossed the distance in an instant.

Bang!

Chen Feng had absolutely no time to dodge. He was sent flying by that single punch, the bones throughout his body cracking continuously — dozens of them snapping at once.

Starlight flashed, his divine power dissipated, and he lost all fighting ability.

In the same instant, Ye Fan felt a great emptiness in his body. The overwhelming combat strength receded like a tide, disappearing completely without a trace.

It was an extraordinarily strange sensation — ascending to the peak in a single moment, and in the next second being cast back to his original state. Utterly remarkable.

“A supreme secret art — truly a priceless treasure!” Ye Fan’s heart could not calm. He believed this surpassed even the Void Ancient Scripture in value.

“How is this possible — Senior Brother Chen Feng has actually been defeated. Why did this happen?!”

“What secret method did he use that could shatter the infinite starlight and send a Far Shore Realm cultivator flying…”

Every disciple of Star Peak stood dazed, struggling to accept this fact.

Among them, Li Xiaoman was the most shaken — her heart roiling, impossible to calm. It all felt unreal to her.

“Killing someone is as simple as a single nod of the head. Though you proclaimed you would shatter every bone in my body, I have no desire to take your life.” Ye Fan walked forward, looking down at Chen Feng lying in the dust.

At this moment, Chen Feng’s white robes were covered in dust and his black hair was in half-fallen disarray. His face was pale and he could not accept this reality. His battered body could not move an inch.

“Who was right and who was wrong — both of us know in our hearts. Star Peak has always stood alone in supremacy, tolerating no other’s strength. I hope all of you conduct yourselves wisely from now on.”

Having defeated a Far Shore Realm powerhouse, Ye Fan’s heart suddenly quieted. The restlessness from before had vanished entirely.

At this moment, many people from Star Peak were flying over.

“Let’s go — a cultivator who surpasses the Far Shore Realm has appeared.” Ji Ziyue came forward, grabbed Ye Fan, and shot skyward.

Just then, from Zhuo Peak a rainbow suddenly surged forth, spanning many mountain peaks — like a true bridge stretching across a dozen li. Li Ruo stood upon the rainbow bridge and guided the two of them onto it.

This instantly made everyone draw a sharp breath. What extraordinary magical power — conjuring a rainbow that spanned more than a dozen mountain ranges. Such an ability was genuinely shocking.

In the distant sky, several elderly figures immediately halted and cupped their fists toward the rainbow bridge: “Senior Brother Li, we bear no ill intent.”

“I know.” Li Ruo said only these three words.

That rainbow bridging Zhuo Peak and more than a dozen attendant peaks receded like a wave, and in an instant carried the three of them to the summit of Zhuo Peak.

“Senior Brother Li is something else indeed…”

“I grow more and more convinced that he will become a Great Cultivator rivaling those of high antiquity.”

Several elders of Star Peak murmured among themselves.

Ji Ziyue clicked her tongue inwardly. She felt that Li Ruo was unfathomably deep — more enigmatic even than the venerable elders of the Ji Family.

“The disciples of Star Peak are really not that tough.” Ji Ziyue glanced sideways with her large eyes, deliberately stirring the pot.

“Star Peak’s most outstanding disciples, you have yet to encounter. Though they may not compare to the Eastern Desolation Divine Physique, they are still not opponents you can currently contend with.” Li Ruo said this plainly.

In the end, Ji Ziyue let out a small yawn and sauntered gracefully back toward her small wooden cabin.

Only then did Ye Fan turn to Li Ruo to seek guidance: “I cycled through the technique hundreds of times before I finally triggered the supreme secret art. Does Senior have any method to increase the likelihood of triggering it?”

“As your realm advances, the probability of triggering it will increase. Beyond that — seek out the other supreme secret arts. Each additional one you cultivate to completion will raise the triggering probability by ten percent.”

Ye Fan was inwardly shaken. According to what Li Ruo had said, the reason the Nine Secrets were called supreme secret arts was precisely because they were too extraordinary.

If all nine of the Nine Secrets were fully united — setting aside the invincible power of the other eight secret arts — the single one from Zhuo Peak alone would reach its full consummation, capable of being triggered almost at will.

“This… is beyond belief!”

“Indeed — transforming the mundane into the miraculous.” Li Ruo nodded as well and said: “Perhaps precisely because it is too inconceivable, even the heavens themselves do not permit the Nine Secrets to be united — and so they were divided and scattered in eight directions.”

“Who has come to my Zhuo Peak — why do they not come out to be seen?” Just then, Li Ruo suddenly spoke.

All around was perfectly still. Not a single sound, not the slightest abnormality.

On Zhuo Peak, no unfamiliar figures were visible — only dozens of newly accepted disciples, building wooden cabins on the mountain’s midsection. They seemed not to have heard Li Ruo’s voice at all, unaware and oblivious.

The small golden lake between Ye Fan’s brows pulsed. His powerful divine sense took shape and swept outward in all directions. He perceived a strange aura but could not precisely locate it, and could not confirm whether anyone was truly there.

Li Ruo’s expression remained calm. He stood at the summit of Zhuo Peak without a single movement — and the grass and trees around him immediately grew lush and vigorous, spreading outward.

“So it is a powerful figure of the Ji Family. The Great Void Technique truly lives up to its name — traversing the void in travel. Truly it shakes the past and dazzles the present, worthy of being called a supreme secret art.” Li Ruo raised his head and gazed upward, as though he could see through the void itself to the very source.

At his feet, a vine stretched out into the air — its green so vivid it seemed to drip. A blossom on it was on the verge of blooming, emitting crystalline rosy light.

In that instant, the vine continued to grow, extending rapidly — like a vigorous, gnarled dragon — shooting up into the high sky. The blossom opened in the wind. Its petals were crystal-clear and brilliantly luminous, binding a stretch of void and containing it within the enormous flower.

This was the Great Dao of Nature. The petals represented eternity — sealing off an entire space!

“The lineage of Zhuo Peak is truly extraordinary. Can it be that a second Great Cultivator is about to emerge?” The void dissolved, and an old man stepped forth from the void, standing upon the crystalline petals.