Chapter 1091: Hand-to-Hand Combat with the Celestial Maiden

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Chapter 1091: Hand-to-Hand Combat with the Celestial Maiden

Ye Fan had a heart invincible with his fists, not because his techniques were unmatched throughout the ages... nor could they be said to surpass the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, but rather because he had thoroughly comprehended this method, no longer constrained by the original fist intent, and had formally stepped onto his own path, breaking free from it. Take the Celestial Prince, for example; even though he mastered the world's foremost Divine Spirit Scripture, in the end he could not remain undefeated and ultimately perished. It can only be said that he walked on the path of his predecessors, unable to break free.

The ancient Great Emperors each created their own Dao. At the time, it might not have been the best in history, but it was the most suitable for themselves. Therefore, they could sweep across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, living a lifetime of solitude and invincibility.

There is no supreme Immortal Scripture; only invincible people exist. Finding one's own path, charging forward courageously, and creating the most suitable Dao for oneself—that is true invincibility.

At this moment, Ye Fan had no complicated variations, only a pair of fists. With each strike, the sun and moon revolved, and around him, ancient stars and rivers flowed. Even though the golden immortal light was brilliant, it could not shine through.

The two fought fiercely. Several times, the golden immortal light poured over, but Ye Fan shattered it with his fists, causing it to flow back.

The crystal bottle developed crack after crack, making a shattering sound amidst its crystalline brilliance. Eventually, it exploded with a bang, fragments flying in all directions.

This was the collapse of a Dao, the manifestation of a forbidden secret technique being dismantled. There was no real immortal bottle; everything was evolved from divine arts.

The two contended for supremacy, intensely fierce. The Golden Princess was extremely powerful, possessing a nation-toppling beauty, but she was not weak in the slightest. Her battle awed the crowd.

A vast expanse of golden light swept out, submerging even the ancient land of Yaoguang, as if a divine sea had descended, a brilliant golden haze everywhere.

"It really is Ye Fan! Divine light is bursting from his crown, and every pore on his body is spewing sacred radiance. Who else could it be?!"

"This... has been truly confirmed!"

A group of people watched with intense focus. Guessing was one thing, but witnessing it with their own eyes was another. For so many days, everyone in the world had been discussing it, and only today was the truth finally revealed.

It was Ye Fan who killed the Celestial Prince!

Everything was perfectly logical. Only he possessed such combat power. Otherwise, the sudden appearance of another such expert would be hard for people to accept.

Even the Ancient Clan could only sigh. The Human Clan's Sacred Body was too powerful. A generation's Ancient Imperial Prince was taken away by him, killed in battle, dying in an undignified manner.

Ye Fan's return was like a storm sweeping across this highland, triggering a huge uproar and causing a commotion among the crowd.

"Master... is he going to leave again?" In the distant sky, Ye Tong wondered, feeling a bit sad.

On the battlefield, the two were locked in combat, a spectacular sight.

The Golden Princess radiated golden light all over, like a female war goddess. Her skin was whiter than snow, and her golden hair flew wildly. She opened up a brilliant sacred domain, like a deity.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, had invincible golden fists. Each punch struck into her domain. Beside him, ancient stars and rivers shone brightly, silver galaxies coiled around him, and ancient stars revolved, placing him at the center, as if he stood in the universe.

The Golden Princess was stronger than the Celestial Prince!

This was the consensus of everyone. Fighting to this point tested not only divine arts but also spirit and will. Although she was a woman, she possessed an invincible heart.

Speaking of true combat power, how much weaker could one Ancient Imperial Prince be compared to another? But this confident demeanor was different for each!

The Celestial Prince's talent could be considered unparalleled, but Ye Fan's reputation had spread across the world. This Ancient Imperial Princess dared to engage in hand-to-hand combat with him, fighting with her physical body, sending chills down people's spines.

"Die!"

The Golden Princess let out a soft cry. Her golden pupils became even more demonic. She raised a golden divine wheel, combining it with her domain to envelop Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was fearless. A golden Taiji circle appeared, merging with hers. The two domains became one, and they stood within, fighting to the death.

When the battle reached two thousand five hundred rounds, people were stunned. The two unleashed various secret techniques, and when the battle blood boiled, they actually became entangled.

The Golden Princess twisted one of Ye Fan's arms. Dao marks appeared, and immortal light filled the air, as if she intended to break it off.

Ye Fan did the same, grabbing her wrist to prevent her from succeeding. A large golden hand reached out, and his entire body almost pressed against hers.

They emitted blazing light. Golden blood energy submerged the place. Ye Fan pressed down on her, crashing from the sky into the earth.

"Boom!"

A ten-thousand-zhang high mountain was instantly broken in two by their collision. Dust and smoke rose, turning into a vast expanse of leaden clouds covering the high sky.

Fortunately, they had moved away from the great tomb and fought deep into the wilderness. Otherwise, who knows what would have happened with such a collision.

"Boom!"

They fought at close quarters, continuously smashing through sixty-one mountain peaks. Wherever the golden light they emitted touched, mountains collapsed, the earth sank, great lakes evaporated, and everything turned to dust.

"Ah..."

The Golden Celestial Maiden cried out. Fighting to this point was a humiliation for her. When had she ever been so intimate with a man, their bodies almost pressed together? And even so, she still couldn't suppress her opponent.

In the ancient years, she was a prodigy. The strongest of her generation could only withstand nine of her moves before being defeated. She was dazzlingly beautiful, hailed as a peerless divine maiden.

But now, she had fought to this point, pressed down by a man, fighting from the sky to the ground. It was truly ambiguous. The strong and powerful physique transmitted waves of scorching heat, making her extremely uncomfortable.

"Bang"

In close combat, entanglement and contact were inevitable. Several times, their legs intertwined, their bodies pressed close, their postures intimate.

However, battle was still battle. Every moment was dangerous. Even when pressed together, Dao marks would appear, accompanied by the cries of dragons and phoenixes.

For an ordinary person, such Dao marks appearing would turn them to dust in a single strike, their body destroyed and their Dao extinguished.

The Golden Princess's hair was like a brilliant golden haze. Her skin was snow-white and smooth, stunningly beautiful. In this fierce battle, constantly engaging in hand-to-hand combat, her body trembled with anger. Already at a disadvantage, she naturally became even more flustered.

Ye Fan showed no mercy. He fought from the sky to the ground, and from the ground back to the clouds. Seeing her distracted, he attacked even more fiercely.

"Bang"

He struck down with his palm. Even though the Golden Celestial Maiden wore a golden-threaded divine garment, it couldn't withstand the force. It turned into a rain of light. The upper half of her feathered robe scattered, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

"Ah..."

Her peerless grace was marred. Her snow-white, smooth face flushed crimson. She trembled with rage, becoming even more passive.

Ye Fan paid no attention. He pressed her down again, fighting from amidst the clouds back to the ground.