Chapter 1057: Stunning
"Roar..."
After fighting for a long time, Huo Qizi revealed an impatient expression, showing signs of going mad. His long blue hair danced wildly as he let out a long roar, and this region of heaven and earth collapsed!
It was like an apocalyptic flood, or like the Milky Way cascading down from the nine heavens. This was the Qilin Roar. When unleashed in anger, mountains and rivers all crumbled, vast seas could be evaporated, and an ancient Qilin Ancestral King could directly roar down the moon.
As an Ancient Imperial Prince, Huo Qizi had the strongest blood flowing within him. He had long since severed the Dao years ago and was powerful enough on his own. With this roar, the ten directions of the sky exploded, and nothing could stop this sound wave!
Within the hundred thousand great mountains, ten thousand beasts wailed in sorrow, flocks of birds fell to the ground, all trembling and prostrating themselves, shivering uncontrollably as they worshipped in this direction with reverence.
And the pressure Ye Fan bore, being the first to face it, could be imagined. The blue Dao ripples turned into ripples, causing the void to shatter inch by inch, bringing intense pain to his true body and Dao bodies.
"Fight!"
Ye Fan let out a shout, voicing a Dao sound. He used a world-shaking secret technique to counter, attacking instead of defending, using the Battle Saint Art to evolve the Om sound, transforming it into the Battle character and charging out!
This was a fierce collision that stunned the Eastern Wasteland. The ripples spread, seemingly not intense, but their destructive power and lethality were astonishingly great. Large swaths of cloud-piercing mountain peaks were shattered.
And the vast sky turned into chaos because it had completely exploded. Nothing remained except oneself; beyond that, there was nothing else!
Everything seemed to return to the origin point, back to the primordial era of heaven and earth. Divine winds howled, demonic light burst forth, chaotic mist filled the air, and all things fell silent.
On this boundless void, Ye Fan's true body coexisted with his Dao bodies. Beyond this, all gods and spirits retreated. A double Dao roar—no one could stop it.
A clear cry came from afar. Huo Lin'er appeared, charging forward with her elder brother. A double Qilin Roar manifested, and this place became even more terrifying. The sky exploded inch by inch, chaos churned and surged.
An astonishing scene—the power of opening heaven and earth appeared simultaneously. In a daze, there were gods weeping and demons wailing, hurricanes sweeping through the great void. A single Dao roar turned into a heavenly river, brilliant and dazzling!
At the end of the horizon, people trembled. What level of combat power was this? No wonder it could slaughter half-saints. With such means alone, how many could contend?
Everyone secretly rejoiced that they were far enough away. Such ripples could absolutely annihilate them, body and soul. If they were even touched, not even a strand of hair or a bone fragment would remain.
Ye Fan moved his hands, evolving the star domains of the heavens, shouting as he countered the Qilin Roar. Before and behind him were ancient life stars, suns and moons revolving, great stars being reborn, stabilizing the universe.
In the distance, Huang Xudao frowned. He did not make a move, quietly watching the outcome. His blurry figure became increasingly unfathomable.
"Boom!"
With the final strike, Huo Lin'er and Huo Qizi retreated. Ye Fan and his Dao bodies also shook. This pair of Qilin siblings was indeed powerful enough, causing him to sigh inwardly.
"Whose edge is sharper? This human cultivator is ridiculously strong. He's held on for so long without being defeated. How much longer can he last?" Many ancient clan elders were shaken inwardly.
Huang Xudao spread his arms, like an immortal phoenix striking the nine heavens. His offensive power was peerlessly domineering. With a single slash of his right arm, he scattered all the chaos. Brilliant phoenix feather divine light swept out, enveloping Ye Fan.
"Thump!"
Ye Fan engaged in fierce battle with him. For the first time, his expression was so grave. Each strike made him feel a vast, immense force. Whether in Dao marks or physical body, Huang Xudao was unmatched in the world, making even Ye Fan feel danger.
In all these years, who could contend with the Human Sacred Body? Now, Huang Xudao had achieved it, brave and unrivaled under heaven, moving like an immortal phoenix dancing!
The strong one who emerged from the Blood Phoenix Mountain—a single swing of his arms carried billions of jin of force. Everything would shatter, all things in the world would break, and few in the mortal realm could withstand it.
Huo Qizi let out a long roar, charging in again. His battle intent was even stronger, and his lethality had increased significantly. Clearly, he was gradually getting serious!
Ye Fan had never underestimated the Ancient Imperial Princes—not in the past, and not now. In true combat, the direct children of Ancient Emperors were even stronger than he had imagined, far surpassing figures like Yuangu, who was an eighth-generation descendant of an Ancient Emperor.
These were not only true Imperial Prince-level figures but also the cream of the crop. An Ancient Emperor could not have only one offspring. Those chosen to be sealed and brought to the present era were definitely the best.
"If I hadn't... reversed the Dao and severed it, today's outcome would have been hard to predict." Holding off three Ancient Imperial Prince descendants alone was a miracle, already leaving the onlookers dumbfounded.
The world had never lacked heaven-defying geniuses, and each person's fortune was different. No one could claim to be uniquely favored by heaven, and no one dared to say they were invincible in the world.
In the past, Ye Fan started late. He caught up with all his might and ultimately transcended. But to think he could treat Ancient Imperial Princes like ants would be truly naive.
Which of these figures was ordinary?
The bloodline of the Celestial Prince went without saying. From birth, he was accompanied by the Creation Source Eye, a heaven-defying immortal treasure that could strengthen the fetal body by who knows how many times. Even the first few generations of Origin Heavenly Masters before Ye Fan had never obtained it.
And during the Celestial Prince's growth, he was accompanied by a divine tea tree, drinking Enlightenment Immortal Tea every day and cultivating with the heart of the Enlightenment Ancient Tree in hand—something ordinary people could hardly imagine.
Moreover, at the end of each month, the Celestial Prince would engage in a life-and-death battle with the young Undying Emperor. This was an even more unattainable method of cultivation, surpassing Ye Fan's one-time reversal of the Dao and facing the young Ancient Great Emperors.
And these were only what outsiders could detect. What else the Undying Emperor had left for him was unknown. Perhaps all of this was just the tip of the iceberg.
From the Celestial Prince, it was not hard to infer that Huo Qizi, Huang Xudao, and the others must have similarly heaven-defying great fortunes. They were exceptionally favored, each a heaven-defying figure who looked down upon the ages.
The greatest obsession of the Ancient Emperors was to open the path to immortality and step into another world. Unfortunately, they saw no hope, so they poured all their efforts into their offspring. This was the continuation of their hopes.
In a sense, these few were entrusted with great expectations. They were the ones the Ancient Emperors had painstakingly cultivated to become immortals in their stead, ultimately meant to surpass the Ancient Emperors themselves.
But whether they could ultimately transcend the Ancient Emperors was hard to say. For now, however, they were definitely the strongest of their generation!
Ye Fan was astonished, but even more ancient clan strongmen, including Huang Xudao and Huo Lin'er, were also shaken. This opponent was so brilliant that he was definitely an Imperial Prince-level figure.
Otherwise, how could he dare to fight three-on-one? Even the Ancient Great Emperors might not have been able to do it!
Because, with the talent of Huang Xudao and Huo Qizi, combined with their fathers' painstaking cultivation, their achievements at this stage would not be inferior to any young Ancient Great Emperor!
"Fighting three alone and still not defeated—how long can he last? Is this a myth?"
"This is the bearing of an Imperial Prince, stunning the world. Otherwise, who could achieve this? He can absolutely stand shoulder to shoulder with the Ancient Imperial Princes. The offspring of an Ancient Great Emperor has finally appeared!"
The ancient clan members were horrified.
This battle could not help but shock people. It was fierce and dazzling, like an immortal pearl shooting out radiance. A moment of brilliance was enough to illuminate the entire landscape, leaving a lasting impression, stirring emotions, vast and magnificent.
Many humans felt their battle blood boiling, as if they had returned to the era when the Ancient Great Emperors were born. The emperors rose in chaotic times, shining in all directions, pacifying chaos, guarding peace, and settling the world forever. The nine heavens and ten lands were all at peace, and no one dared to bully the human race again.
"This person cannot be kept!" Several ancient clan strongmen muttered.
In an instant, some human cultivators who heard this felt a chill run through their bodies. Figures like Li Daochang even began to discuss, worried that it would anger the ancient clan and bring great disaster.
"If you want to kill me, feel free to come and try!" Ye Fan let out a long roar. His pupils shot out two blazing beams of light like heavenly swords, clanging and ringing. Even from far away, the few ancient clan members who had just spoken were forced back, stumbling, their faces pale.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan's aura surged, his combat power rapidly skyrocketing, shaking back the three Ancient Imperial Princes by several steps. He seemed to be charging toward the Celestial Prince.
"You..."
Huo Qizi's eyes were cold and merciless. His cultivation and magical power also increased several times in an instant, confronting and resisting.
However, the Celestial Prince in the distance was startled. He was uncertain, afraid that one of Ye Fan's Dao bodies would suddenly charge over and help the Holy Prince kill him.
The Celestial Prince's Dao heart immediately became unstable. He had managed to pull Huo Lin'er and the others over because the price he paid was enough to move the Ancient Imperial Prince bloodlines, but whether they would truly fight to the death for him was another matter.
"Bang"
The Holy Prince's heart was as firm as a rock. His gaze was cold, his every move more fierce. The light of slaughter flooded the eight directions and six realms, invincible, beating the Celestial Prince until he coughed up blood and retreated.
"Ah..."
The Celestial Prince let out a long roar. His peerlessly beautiful face was filled with shock and anger. He was proud of having the number one bloodline in the world, being the only offspring of the Undying Emperor, revered by all races. He could not tolerate being injured by others.
Although the Holy Prince was also heavily injured, coughing up blood from time to time, the Celestial Prince still found it hard to accept. He should only wound others; no one should be able to wound him.
"Holy Prince, what do you have to fight me with? My father gave me the number one physique in the world. Since birth, I have cultivated the number one immortal scripture in the world. You will forever be trampled under my feet!"
The Celestial Prince was nearly insane. His killing moves were endless, his wondrous techniques infinite, startling even some half-saints, who felt their hair stand on end and their bodies turn cold. They could not withstand it; they would surely die if they went up.
"What my father gave me... He gave me the entire world!" the Holy Prince replied, his attacks even fiercer. The Battle Saint blood boiled, his battle intent high, as if he wanted to strike down the nine heavens.
"What did you say?" the Celestial Prince roared.
"My father left me no Dao protectors, nor did he prepare heaven-defying immortal treasures that could steal the fortune of heaven and earth. He only gave me a free world, allowing me to strike the nine heavens above and the nine netherworlds below, to soar freely, unbound and without shackles!" The Holy Prince's expression was utterly calm.
But at this moment, his momentum was even stronger. With me, there is no enemy; he was unique in the world, increasingly domineering and aggressive, nearly suppressing the Celestial Prince.
The Holy Prince's words were deafening. Huang Xudao, Huo Lin'er, and Huo Qizi were all shaken, while the Celestial Prince seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. His body staggered, and the monkey followed up, smashing down with the large black iron staff, sending him flying, blood streaming from the corner of his mouth.
The Celestial Prince roared in fury. Only his physique could withstand such a blow; anyone else would have been reduced to bloody mud. After a difficult struggle, he managed to recover his disadvantage, but his Dao heart was unstable because he remembered the Undying Emperor's gift, which had given him two paths.
The first path was bright and brilliant, with Dao protectors and peerless immortal treasures aplenty. The other path had only an Undying Heavenly Blade, asking him to use it to cut down the Enlightenment Tea Tree, shatter many immortal treasures, and completely sever the first path.
And in the end, he had chosen the former!
"Father, you are the strongest in all ages, the wisest deity, yet you gave me such a difficult choice... Within the nine heavens and ten lands, I will be number one in the future. My path, I choose myself!" The Celestial Prince's gaze was piercing as he shouted loudly.
"Not good! The Celestial Prince's Dao heart is unstable. We must not let anything happen!" Among the onlookers, many ancient clan members changed color.
"The Celestial Prince has the Eight Divine Generals following him, and some ancient Ancestral Kings as Dao protectors. The general trend is set by heaven. But the Holy Prince has nothing. Since we chose to stand by the Celestial Prince from the beginning, there is nothing to hesitate about now. We must lend a hand."
Some half-saints could not hold back and moved forward. They did not dare to truly attack the Holy Prince, but they wanted to create disturbances, hoping to support the Celestial Prince until his Dao heart stabilized.
"I'd like to see who dares to take a step forward. Even if you flee to the nine heavens beyond, I will take your life!" Ye Fan shouted, his battle blood boiling. Seeing the Holy Prince gaining the upper hand, and these people trying to interfere halfway and turn the tide, he exerted all his strength and let out a long roar.
"I don't believe it!" A half-saint sneered coldly and took a big step forward.
"Kill!"
Ye Fan's tongue struck like thunder, spitting out only this one word. A divine phenomenon rushed out from his body, transforming into a giant god and demon!
This was the Immortal King Overlooking the Nine Heavens divine phenomenon, but now, after some evolution, it was like a god and demon descending to the world, swallowing mountains and rivers, shattering the hundred thousand great mountains!
"Roar..."
The god and demon formed by Ye Fan's divine phenomenon opened its mouth and roared. The winds and clouds of the ten directions scattered, and it swallowed the half-saint in one gulp!
"Ah, what?! This is..." Everyone was stunned. The entire world fell silent.
The god and demon swallowed heaven and earth. Ye Fan unleashed his power, calling for the storm to come more fiercely. Hmm, let the storm be more intense as well. Thank you all for your support.
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