# Chapter 1045: Slaying a Saint Amidst the Starry River
In the night sky, two figures clashed fiercely, a black-gold long spear against a blood-colored war lance, clanging resoundingly, each collision producing brilliant sparks as they moved faster than lightning.
They soared into the vast heavens, teleporting from one place to another as if traversing time and space, their entire bodies radiating precious light, their powerful auras intimidating.
Ye Fan battled the Half-Saint without falling behind, transforming into lightning as he engaged in an earth-shattering great confrontation. This was a collision of Dao paths, accompanied by rumbling thunder!
Blazing light shot from their bodies, dimming even the stars and moon. The powerful fluctuations surged like an ocean tide, vast and boundless!
Everyone was shaken. Although the two were tens of thousands of zhang above the ground, their divine energy could still be sensed. Many people could not move at all, collapsing limply to the ground.
"Weng"
Blinding light flew out as Ye Fan charged forward with his spear. The black-gold long spear swept out a patch of dark light, making the sun, moon, and stars seem to tremble, radiance filling the sky.
"Chi", "Chi"...
Beams of light shot out, each as thick as a mountain. The black-gold long spear spewed spear light that filled the sky, piercing the heavens until they were riddled with holes!
The Half-Saint resisted with all his might. He was truly shocked. This person's combat power was enough to match his own. The dark-gold long spear in his hand pierced through the heavens with each strike, its energy unmatched, making it hard for him to even breathe.
Eight Restrictions!
This was inevitable. Only a Dao Cutter with Eight Restrictions could withstand a Half-Saint; otherwise, they would die upon engagement!
The dark-gold long spear sprayed spear light like a Milky Way falling, vast and boundless, killing intent sweeping through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, shocking the mortal world.
"Dang!"
The sound of metal striking metal was endless. The shield on the Half-Saint's left hand emitted sounds that could pierce metal and split stone. All kinds of runes on it flickered as it blocked each spear light.
Ye Fan thrust nine hundred and thirty-seven times in succession. The sharp black-gold spear tip emitted a blazing, dazzling light, surrounded by ripples of the Great Dao. Although each strike was blocked by the ancient shield, the Dao marks successfully spread out.
The Half-Saint's body shook violently. A bloodstain split open at his tiger's mouth, blood flowing freely, dyeing the hand holding the shield red. Moreover, the spreading Dao waves caused his entire body to tremble.
He revealed an expression of disbelief. This opponent was too strong, nearly breaking through the Saint Domain barrier and entering another realm, making even him feel a chill.
"Enough!"
The Half-Saint shouted loudly. After blocking this round of storm-like attacks, his eyes blazed like two divine lamps, shooting out torch-like beams that pierced through the void.
He was incomparably martial, his hair flying wildly. With a shake of his arm, he possessed billions of jun of force. The blood-colored lance in his right hand spewed crimson light, as if forged from Phoenix Blood Red Gold, emitting fluctuations that made souls tremble!
"Clang"
The Half-Saint launched a fierce counterattack. The blood-red war lance in his hand seemed to be dripping blood, possessing a life of its own, its sharpness stabbing toward Ye Fan's vital points again and again.
The entire night sky turned crimson, enveloped by the Half-Saint's blood energy. His fierce attack was unparalleled. With each thrust of the lance, all things were destroyed, unable to withstand it.
Light flickered in Ye Fan's eyes as he fought back with all his might, spear against lance. The two clashed continuously, shaking out blazing lightning that tore through the heavens.
"Chi"
A blood-colored divine beam shot out, more brilliant than a comet streaking across the sky, flying past Ye Fan's ear. The thick energy beam struck distant mountains, causing rows of towering peaks to vanish into dust, becoming a flat plain.
"Weng"
The blood-red war lance trembled slightly. Beams of divine light shot from its tip, possessing the momentum to swallow mountains and rivers, making even Ye Fan change expression as he had to resist with all his strength.
"Xiu"
Another blood-colored spear light flew past Ye Fan's body toward the distance, landing on an ancient city at the edge of the earth. With a "pu" sound, a blaze of intense light erupted. The Half-Saint's spear light turned a city into ashes.
Everyone's expression changed. The Half-Saint's attack was unparalleled, too sharp. This was merely a wisp of overflowing spear light, yet it destroyed an entire city. Countless innocent lives had died in vain.
"You deserve to die!" Ye Fan's eyes sharpened as he roared angrily. The other party acted without restraint, not caring at all about staining the Southern Domain with blood or how many humans might die.
"Just a group of ants. Their deaths are not worth regretting," the Half-Saint said only this.
"For that statement alone, I will split you with my spear!" Ye Fan shouted, his body rising twenty thousand zhang into the air to prevent aftershocks from touching the earth again. The light in his eyes was intimidating.
The Half-Saint only sneered coldly. The black shield on his left hand had merged with his palm and fingers, as if it had a life of its own. The blood-colored war lance in his right hand blended into the night sky, devouring heaven and earth.
"Boom"
He pressed down with a corner of the heavens, true Saint might appearing. A Half-Saint was someone with one foot in the Saint realm, sometimes able to display Saint might!
At this moment, he displayed this power to its fullest extent, using momentum to suppress his opponent, wanting to shake Ye Fan to death in the void.
Ye Fan's powerful aura retracted inward. His pores absorbed the essence of the ten directions. The Eight Restrictions were pushed to their limit, barely propping open the Saint Domain barrier. Although his body emitted no light and no blood energy spread out, he was at his peak.
The Half-Saint swung the entire blood lance like a great club, bringing with it overwhelming Saint might. Ye Fan's eyes were filled with unyielding spirit as he charged forward with his spear, using the shaft to receive the blow.
"Dang"
This strike caused ghosts to wail and gods to howl. The metallic sound shattered this stretch of heaven, then annihilated it. Even though the two had risen tens of thousands of zhang, a group of mountains on the ground was still affected. Everything above the mountains' midsections turned to dust in the blinding light.
"Ah..."
Some experts screamed. These people had risen high into the air to clearly witness the Half-Saint-level battle. Although not struck by divine energy, the metallic sound pierced their eardrums, blood flowing from both ears.
Ye Fan's internal blood energy surged like great waves on a long river, emitting rumbling thunder sounds. His body surface and pores contained a blazing light that nearly burst forth.
"Is this Saint might?" he wondered in shock. It truly transcended the category of mortals. Even a physique as strong as his was nearly torn apart by these Dao mark fluctuations.
But he ultimately held firm, successfully receiving this shocking strike.
"The legendary Eight Restrictions domain!" Fenghuang, Ji Biyue, Li Qingshou, and others were all shaken. This person was too powerful, truly able to withstand a Half-Saint!
"Boom"
At this moment, the Half-Saint sneered coldly, launching an even more terrifying attack with endless killing intent. The black shield that had originally been used for defense merged with heaven and earth, thousands upon thousands of Dao waves shaking out, covering the sky and earth.
This shield transformed into a black mountain, ten thousand zhang tall, covered with countless order divine chains. The blood lance pressed down on the dark-gold long spear as he once again offered up this weapon, Saint might unmatched.
Ye Fan's gaze was intimidating. At this moment, he actually swung his fist, directly meeting the black shield mountain carrying overwhelming Saint might. Light retracted inward, his invincible fist intent dominating heaven and earth.
"Is he crazy?!"
"Using his fist to meet a Half-Saint's weapon? Isn't that suicide?!"
Everyone cried out in shock, unable to understand. If they collided, his fist would surely turn into bloody mud. How could it block a Half-Saint artifact!
Many could not bear to watch. This was a stunning talent who could intercept a Half-Saint in the sky and challenge Saint Domain might. For him to turn to bones like this was truly a pity.
A cold smile curled at the corner of the Half-Saint's mouth. He could already envision the scene of this unbelievable human expert bleeding. Eight Restrictions? So what? He would still die!
"Dong"
However, amidst a sound like a divine court heavenly drum, Ye Fan's fist did not turn into bloody mud. Instead, it sent the black shield mountain flying backward.
"Kacha!"
Several cracks actually appeared on the shield mountain, numbing the Half-Saint's entire left side. His face showed disbelief as a wisp of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, and he was sent flying sideways.
Flesh and blood overcoming a Half-Saint artifact in a direct clash—how domineering was that? People were stunned as if turned to stone, all dumbfounded.
"How is this possible? Flesh and blood can challenge a Half-Saint artifact? It's like something out of a fairy tale!"
Yet the facts were right before their eyes. People had to believe it had truly happened.
"How did he withstand that just now? That shield mountain carried overwhelming Saint might! What kind of physique does he have to dare use his fist against it?"
"This... could he be a second Human Clan Sacred Body?!"
People said in shock. This result was truly heaven-defying. Fenghuang frowned slightly, staring intently at Ye Fan. Ji Biyue's heart also shook violently as she murmured, "Could it be that person from before has returned?"
Some cultivators made this connection. Aside from the Human Clan Sacred Body having a chance, whose physique could be so terrifying?
"No, even the Human Clan Sacred Body couldn't withstand Saint might."
Many were uncertain. They had not seen overwhelming golden blood energy or the familiar surging combat power of the Sacred Body. It simply didn't match.
The Half-Saint let out a clear cry. The sound waves rumbled, collapsing the void, plunging Ye Fan into a black hole. He said coldly, "Ignorant ant who doesn't know death. Let everything end here!"
He fully activated the Saint Domain laws. His entire body connected with tens of thousands of Great Dao wave marks, as if driving tens of thousands of great mountains, pressing down until heaven and earth collapsed.
"This is the initial method of a Saint, the strongest attack a Half-Saint with one foot in this realm can display!"
Saint Domain laws!
"Boom"
Blazing light interwove between heaven and earth, constructing a new order. This was a new world, undergoing the creation of heaven and earth, filled with endless chaotic energy!
In the very center, only the Half-Saint reigned supreme. He moved his legs and swung his arms. All things were destroyed as he opened up a small world, wanting to turn Ye Fan into ashes.
In this small world, he was the sole master of creation, like an immortal deity, his entire body flowing with precious light as he suppressed Ye Fan.
A giant axe came chopping down. A thirty-three-story Saint tower pressed down. A great bell from the beginning of heaven and earth boomed...
Within this world, chaos surged. Various treasures from the beginning of heaven and earth appeared. These were the crystallized fruits of the Half-Saint's lifelong refinement. As he opened up his small world, they merged with the Saint Domain laws and shot toward Ye Fan.
This was a terrifying scene!
"Below the Saint Domain, all are ants. In my eyes, you are nothing but a lowly worm. I'll send you on your way!" the Half-Saint shouted.
"Boom!"
Heaven and earth rumbled. The aura of creation spread out. Various ancient weapons crisscrossed, shredding this stretch of heaven and earth. The Half-Saint's order divine chains pierced through every inch of space.
Everyone was stunned. This was simply unopposable. The Saint Domain separated "Saint" from "human." The difference was like heaven and earth. Such an existence could not be defeated. Ye Fan was surely dead.
"Roar..."
Ye Fan let out a long cry. Holding the dark-gold long spear, he struck upward at the Nine Heavens and downward at the Nine Netherworlds within the chaotic energy, traversing heaven and earth, actually splitting the chaos!
Every pore of his body absorbed essence. In the starry sky, all starlight cascaded down, pouring into his body like a waterfall from the Nine Heavens Milky Way.
In a trance, his flesh, bones, and blood transformed into ancient stars, countless in number. There were brilliant star rivers and majestic great stars, becoming a magnificent sight!
Within his body, every drop of blood was a life-bearing ancient star, with sun and moon revolving and vast star domains, corresponding to the stars in the heavens, emitting the aura of eternal vicissitudes.
"Boom"
With a thunderous sound, Ye Fan swung the dark-gold long spear, lifting and splitting open the Half-Saint's small world. The black spear body bathed in starlight, piercing through all obstacles.
His flesh became stars, his Dao bones became star rivers, evolving the aura of the beginning of all things. His Dao was in motion, bearing heaven and earth, encompassing all things, containing the essence of the universe.
Ye Fan swung the long spear, and immediately star rivers surged forth. He nurtured a hundred scriptures in one furnace and accommodated ten thousand Daos in one body. At this moment, one thrust of his spear could seemingly pierce down a star!
Ye Fan thrust out his spear. The Half-Saint was sent flying sideways. The black shield and blood lance shattered inch by inch. Blood sprayed from his mouth. He could not resist.
The Half-Saint was extremely horrified. His small world was destroyed, and his body was pierced through, his vitality withered. This was hard for him to accept. A dignified Half-Saint had actually been defeated.
"Pu"
Ye Fan's Dao bones transformed into star rivers, flowing with brilliant light. Vaguely, one could see life-bearing great stars turning. He thrust his spear into the Half-Saint's brow, nailing him to death in the void.
"A Half-Saint is nothing more than this!" The cold words echoed through the sky, leaving everything beneath the starry sky silent except for this.