# Chapter 1164: Primitive
"I will kill you..." Urgent words, weak voice, accompanied by orchid-like breath coming from behind.
Ye Fan turned and left, Fan Xian following closely behind, her palm and fingers imprinting toward his back, but how could she injure the Indestructible Golden Body?
They arrived in the star domain, the chessboard array platform connecting to the outer domain, far from the Paradise battlefield, all the clamor and sounds of slaughter no longer audible.
Fan Xian had a slender figure, smooth and soft hair strands, crystalline skin, starry eyes hazy, long eyelashes trembling lightly. Although lost, she still maintained an inertial train of thought.
"Surnamed Ye... I will... demote you to a slave, become the lowest retainer. Even an ancestral saint... cannot pardon you!" Her thinking was already chaotic, completely uncontrollable, erupting with the resentment buried in her heart. Her jade arms flashed with captivating luster, slender fingers sweeping past, once again striking toward Ye Fan's temple vital point.
Ye Fan's divine sense was also dispersing, his thoughts unclear, but a cold light still flashed in his eyes. He suddenly turned, golden blood energy boiling, instantly sending Fan Xian flying backward. She coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, her face snow-white, nearly losing her life.
"How dare you!"
The domain gate had not yet disappeared. The saint Fan Yuntong, transcending the mortal and entering the saint realm, saw this scene through the spatial passage and struck with a peerless blow!
This was a saint-level fluctuation. Ye Fan, in this state of lost consciousness, suffered a heavy blow, his body sent flying sideways, an ocean-like dharma power pressing down on him.
"Old ghost!"
Qi Yaoguang's expression changed. He quickly struck out, blocking the ancient saint of Paradise, engaging him in battle, cutting off the path ahead.
The domain gate dimmed and disappeared in an instant, isolating heaven and earth.
Starlight scattered down, specks of light in the darkness.
Fan Xian was like an exquisite work of art, her entire body translucent, jade-like muscles and divine bones, like mutton-fat fine jade, but now stained with traces of rosy glow. Her tall figure was far more slender than ordinary women, her body perfectly formed according to the golden ratio, as if carved from warm jade. At this moment, her expression was dazed.
"I will never rest until you are dead... you will become my slave!"
Having lost normal thoughts, an instinctive anger drove her to attack Ye Fan, speaking many words from the bottom of her heart.
"You lowly ascetic, repeatedly provoking me, detestable and hateful. I will torment you with the cruelest means... make you understand what is reason and law!" Her body undulated gracefully, curves in all the right places, snow-white tinged with crimson, translucent with luster. Her fair, long legs stepped forward, stomping toward Ye Fan's crown.
Ye Fan let out a low roar, instinctively throwing a punch, emitting a burst of blazing light. His physical body's strength was enormous, enough to contend with a saint.
"Pfft"
Only a flash of blood light passed, and that physical body became a mist of blood, struck dead on the spot. The light slowly dissipated.
"What?"
Inside Paradise, Fan Yuntong's heart jolted. He sensed a trace of coldness and let out a low roar: "He actually killed my direct descendant!"
Fan Xian and Fan Tian were the two most valued members of their clan, cultivated with endless effort and resources, because their bloodline was very pure, perhaps one day they could awaken the divine battle bloodline.
"I hope the puppet death-substitution talismans left by the ancient gods can save her life!" Fan Yuntong's face darkened. While battling Qi Yaoguang, he also killed toward the outer domain to rescue Fan Xian.
In the outer domain, blood mist swirled. A flash of hazy light revealed a delicate jade body like carved ivory. All the blood mist and light flowed back, mysterious beyond compare.
"Surnamed Ye..." Fan Xian let out a high-pitched scream, briefly clear-headed. As the saint medicine's light circulated, her large eyes became hazy again, no longer so clear.
At this moment, she was not wearing a single thread, her legs long, snow-white like jade, hair scattered, eyes very captivating. Instinctively, she attacked Ye Fan.
"Pfft"
However, what awaited her was only a golden finger beam, shattering her perfect physical body into a mist of blood amidst intense pain.
"This ascetic is truly ruthless!" Inside Paradise, Fan Yuntong's expression changed again. The few puppet death-substitution talismans left by ancient gods that he had bestowed could all be sensed.
How beautiful was Fan Xian? Among the best in this star domain, she and Qi Meng were called the peerless dual beauties. Unexpectedly, Ye Fan showed no mercy in killing her, and this was under the influence of saint medicine, where instinctive desire could not sway his killing intent.
A terrifying light flew out from Paradise, splitting open the void, slashing toward the outer domain. Fan Yuntong deduced Ye Fan's location and launched a long-distance attack.
Ye Fan's body shook violently. A sudden saint light swept over him. If not for the Indestructible Golden Body, he would surely have been crushed to powder, his soul scattered. No half-saint could withstand a strike from an ancient saint!
He had been attacked by saints repeatedly. Although he was strong enough not to fall, it had disrupted his blood energy and qi, making it impossible to purify the saint medicine, his consciousness becoming even more unclear.
"Pfft"
With a flash of blood light, Ye Fan had killed Fan Xian four times. The puppet death-substitution talismans left by ancient gods were all cracked, clearly no longer usable.
"Ah, you lowly ascetic, you've killed me several times!" Fan Xian was indignant, screaming. Each time she revived, there was a brief moment of clarity, her delicate body trembling with anger.
Then, each time she became more confused, because when the saint medicine's light flowed back and reorganized her body, it all merged into her blood. Her body was exquisite to the extreme, every inch white and lustrous, a masterpiece of divine craftsmanship, heaven's perfect creation—peerless beauty, swan-like neck, high chest, slender waist that could be grasped, long fair legs, all combined into an unparalleled, moving form. Ye Fan killed Fan Xian five times in total. On the sixth time, before he could strike, the two rushed together, giving birth to a scene of intimacy. Primitive instinct overcame their respective hatred and other emotions.
The saint medicine fully took effect, impossible to expel or purify, affecting their bodies and minds. The two entangled together.
"Lowly slave, I will forever trample you underfoot!"
"What most brilliant and beautiful pearl? I don't see you being any nobler!"
Under the starry sky, auspicious light dotted. Two physical bodies entangled. When primitive instinct took over, in their last moment of clarity, the two slandered each other.
One body was bronze-colored, robust and sturdy; the other was white as ivory, slender and graceful, writhing violently like two snakes entwined.
This was a primitive desire, a scene that made one's heart race and face flush. The potion refined by the ancient saint finally took effect, unstoppable.
Cold starlight, boundless universe—such vast, empty space could contain everything. No sound, only a stillness that felt desolate.
Ye Fan and Fan Xian did not know where they were. Their blood boiled, dominated by primitive instinct, they lost themselves. The last trace of clarity completely disappeared.
Ten thousand strands of starlight, eternal universe. In this vast star domain, individuals were as insignificant as dust, counting for nothing.
Bronze power, white crystalline beauty, two long bodies, and the fluctuations emitted by divine sense... infinite intimacy.
The ocean of primitive instinctive desire, the scene of surging blood and passion—all these intertwined to form a hazy, amorous tableau.
Fan Yuntong and Qi Yaoguang fought, finally killing their way to the outer domain. Wherever they passed, falling stars turned to ash, ten thousand beams of light. No object could stop their steps.
Fan Xian held a high position in Paradise, cultivated as an inheritor. But now she had died five times, and even the ancient god's puppet death-substitution talismans had completely shattered, losing contact with Fan Yuntong. This unsettled him greatly, not knowing her current situation.
"Old ghost, you plundered our clan's mothership, preemptively refining the strongest bloodline evolution liquid. I've long wanted to settle accounts with you for all your deeds." Qi Yaoguang blocked the path, not giving him a chance to rescue, the battle continuing.
After who knows how long, Fan Yuntong no longer held any hope. They had been fighting for over an hour. He believed that in such a long time, Fan Xian could have died several times over.
"This kid is truly ruthless. Even my Fan clan's immortal pearl he treats like grass, willing to strike. Worse than a beast." He was furious in his heart.
Finally, they fought their way to this star domain. Fan Yuntong was the first to notice something wrong, sneering repeatedly: "Old ghost, your wishful thinking has actually come true. You want to cultivate the next generation of golden body?"
Fan Yuntong's expression was also strange. He hadn't expected to encounter this scene in the outer domain. His face was not very pleasant, but he finally understood what had happened.
It was the saint medicine taking effect. And before this, his great-granddaughter had been killed five times. This was truly perverse. If the two were clear-headed, Fan Xian would certainly have lost her life.
Starlight like water. Ye Fan and Fan Xian revived. When they understood each other's state, both were momentarily stunned, then struggled violently.
"Ah..." Fan Xian's divine sense fluctuated, sharp and piercing. She was so angry her teeth ached, her five organs blazing with fire.
But at this moment, she had not a trace of strength, unable to change anything. Her snow-white body carried rosy clouds. She wanted to scream but was weak and limp.
"You..."
Her face alternated between pale and green. Using her last strength, she pushed Ye Fan away, pulled out a blue gauze garment to wrap around her mutton-fat jade-like body, and quickly moved sideways several hundred zhang.
"Your Fan clan is truly despicable..." Ye Fan said, putting on a long robe, then taking out the ancient sacred mech, preparing for battle, because he sensed Fan Yuntong and Qi Yaoguang had arrived.
Hearing this, Fan Xian was so angry she nearly fainted. A few black lines danced lightly on her fair forehead. She pointed at Ye Fan, unable to speak. After a long while, she finally bit out a few words: "Surnamed Ye, you bastard kid from the outer domain, I'm not done with you!"
Two saints arrived, each striking out, separating them, each protecting one.
Fan Yuntong's face darkened. A large black hand reached out, slapping toward Ye Fan. Qi Yaoguang laughed heartily, meeting it with his palm: "Old ghost, you've lost your wife and your army. It seems you've gained nothing. The golden body next-generation plan has failed!"
Hearing this, Fan Yuntong became even more furious, attacking wildly. Not far away, Fan Xian clenched her fists, fire shooting from her eyes, wanting to crush that disrespectful old bastard to pieces.
Of course, if looks could kill, Ye Fan would be the first to die, already dead ten thousand times over.
Qi Yaoguang laughed loudly: "Let's stop here for today. We'll talk after your anger has cooled. Whether to let this young daoist friend marry into the family to continue the incomplete indestructible golden body plan, or to suppress and kill him, you can decide after you've calmed down. I'll take my leave with him first."
With a flash of light, the two disappeared, leaving only the iron-faced Fan Yuntong and the bright-eyed, rosy-cheeked Fan Xian in the sky.
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