# Chapter 1350: Hegemony Struggle
A long string of golden blood flew up, splashing far away, its divine radiance dazzling, exceptionally glaring in the dark universe.
Everyone's heart trembled. This was blood unique to the Sacred Body. Was this duel about to end? Had such a brutal result come so quickly?
It had been the same over a hundred thousand years ago, still in this same star region. Was the same tragedy about to unfold once more?
Ye Fan's body shook, nearly falling off the Dragon Horse's back into the cosmos. A terrifying wound had opened on his left ribs, torn open by the blood spear, deep enough to reveal bone.
"Is the Sacred Body about to be defeated?" Many people opened their heavenly eyes, staring unblinkingly at everything. They knew that life or death might be decided in the next moment.
The two riders passed each other, each charging to one side. The wound on Ye Fan's left ribs was horrifying, and for a time it was difficult to heal. A purple ripple was spreading, consuming the blood essence within his body.
Pfft!
This was not the end, but only the beginning. At the wound site, another stream of golden blood burst forth. The Overlord's lingering rotational force was wreaking havoc.
"Are you... alright?" Large patches of golden blood had splashed even onto the Dragon Horse's body. Its body felt a chill, it shuddered, then looked back.
The Purple Qilin carried the Overlord as they leaped. The aura of the man and his mount was terrifying beyond compare. Streams of purple qi cascaded down, drowning the Overlord. He was like a deity reborn.
"Is he fighting at the same cultivation level?" The Dragon Horse was furious, because it sensed a supremely powerful fluctuation, far exceeding that of a Sage.
Ye Fan said nothing. He activated the "Presence" Secret to heal himself, quickly expelling the purple ripples and purifying them. Wisps of hazy purple qi dispersed, and the wound finally healed.
"Kill!"
The Overlord let out a low roar, riding the Purple Qilin as he charged, wanting to take the opportunity to slay Ye Fan. Purple mist surged, and black metal armor enveloped him, mysterious and oppressive.
"Boom!"
The Overlord, spear in hand, carried overwhelming divine might, crashing forward like a great star. Destructive ripples spread, shattering void wherever he passed, and chaotic mist appeared.
Suddenly, his body trembled violently, nearly tumbling off the Purple Qilin's back. A patch of purple blood blossoms exploded on his chest, eerily beautiful, carrying a divine fluctuation.
"What? The Overlord is also injured!" The crowd was greatly shocked.
The Purple Qilin roared, stopping in midair with scales glowing all over its body. On its back, the young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline had a wound on his chest, revealing stark white bone, with purple blood spurting out.
This had been caused by a spear tip graze, infused with Ye Fan's essence, qi, and spirit. Thus, the damage was immense, but the Overlord had forcibly suppressed it until now.
At this moment, he turned to attack, wanting to finish Ye Fan in one go, but unexpectedly the wound burst open, spraying purple Overlord blood everywhere.
The Dragon Horse's heart jumped. "Is he really fighting us at the same level?"
Everyone was shocked. The young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline had roamed the Stellar Ancient Path for decades, yet had never been wounded in single combat. This was the first time.
One could say Ye Fan had set a precedent!
"The Overlord's strength has reached this level. He has his own dignity and pride. Fighting at the same level to suppress and kill his destined rival is the only way to fully display his imperial bearing of dominating the world."
People knew that these two were like needle against wheat—destined rivals fighting at the same level. It was truly hard to say who was stronger and who was weaker. One was the young supreme of the star path, the other a Sacred Body from the Burial Emperor Star. Both could claim supremacy in the world.
Blood flowed from the Overlord's chest. Wisps of golden radiance rampaged within his body. With a thunderous boom, he emitted boundless purple light, shaking the starry sky.
Ye Fan changed expression for the first time, even more than during their earlier exchange!
That was the "Presence" Secret—a complete Presence Secret! It could allow the Overlord's injured body to recover instantly, returning to its peak state.
"Divine... Immortal Technique!" Many exclaimed.
In the Mythical Era, a Heavenly Venerable had created the Immortal Technique, which later evolved into the Presence Secret, one of the rarest and most wondrous arts, reputed to be undying and indestructible.
Purple blood energy steamed. The Overlord's chest healed at a visible rate. Chanting sounds came from within his body, as if a deity was blessing him and extending his life essence.
Ye Fan was deeply shaken. How did the Overlord have the Presence Secret? This was from the Divine Scripture of the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain, which he and Yin Tiande had each taken half a page of Phoenix Blood Red Gold scripture from back then.
"Boom!"
The Overlord recovered completely, staring coldly over. Through the heavy armor, what kind of eyes were those? Purple pupils blazing, lightning shooting in all directions, making people tremble.
"In the Mythical Era, my ancestors slaughtered gods and killed supremes among the Sacred Spirits to obtain this secret art. Where did you learn half of it?" the young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline asked coldly.
Ye Fan raised his dark gold long spear, pointing it at the Overlord, offering no response. He urged the Dragon Horse forward, attacking.
Boom!
The spear tip seemed to collapse heaven and earth. Its sharpness was fully revealed, killing intent boundless. The starry sky shook violently. In the distance, people were terrified. This kind of battle power was simply not what a Sage should display.
Was he really just a Sage? That was everyone's question. To the assembled heroes, this clearly manifested the level of someone who had been in the Saint King realm for many years.
The Overlord sneered, charging forward with one hand holding the blood-colored war spear. His left hand's five fingers spread wide, nine ancient characters shining, forming a supreme cage to suppress Ye Fan. This was the highest "Imperial Script" from the Dao Scripture.
In the cosmos, all kinds of light danced. Vaguely, it was as if a Great Emperor was chanting sutras, seated deep in the universe, suppressing the mortal world.
Ye Fan remained fearless. The long spear in his hand clashed with the war spear, while his left hand reached out, nine golden ancient characters shining, emitting blazing light.
These were nine ancient characters from the Solar Immortal Scripture, personally taught by the Solar Saint Emperor's divine thought, of immeasurable value.
The nine ancient characters glowed, as brilliant as nine star rivers, causing everything to lose color. The universe instantly dimmed.
"Ding!"
Spear tip and spear edge clashed. Both men released their grips almost simultaneously, then opened their right hands to suppress each other.
The aura of ancient Great Emperors spread. The chanting became more ethereal and mysterious. In Ye Fan's right hand appeared the nine ancient characters from the Dao Scripture, while in the Overlord's right hand appeared the nine ancient characters from the Lunar Immortal Scripture, chillingly cold.
Each controlled eighteen characters, both having the same thought—to deploy them immediately to suppress the other's true body. Neither expected the other to do the same.
The supreme secret characters from the three immortal scriptures—Lunar, Solar, and Dao Scripture—were under their control. When they collided, the most terrifying thing happened: the heavens shattered!
Especially when Solar and Lunar met, it was terrifying to the extreme, as if creating heaven and earth. Chaos was born, life reincarnated, all in a single thought.
Pfft!
Ye Fan and the Overlord's bodies simultaneously split open. Golden blood scattered, purple blood splashed, and they each retreated, nearly perishing together.
This was a brutal duel. As strong as the Sacred Body, as tough as the Overlord Body, both had half their bodies destroyed. The collision force of Solar and Lunar, along with the suppression of the Dao Scripture's nine characters, had wounded their torsos.
In the distance, people's hearts pounded. What scriptures did these two possess? Clearly those were Imperial Scripts. Each person had more than one ancient scripture.
Ye Fan's eyes grew deeper, still calm. His left hand evolved the nine ancient characters of the Dao Scripture for defense, while his right hand wielded the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!
This was unprecedented. In the past, he had always been on the offensive because no one could match his attack power. But now, in a life-and-death battle, he had to be cautious.
The nine ancient characters of the Dao Scripture suppressed eternity, cutting across the cosmos, shielding his body behind them. Meanwhile, the golden fist formed by his right hand was unstoppable, charging forward without hesitation.
Once the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist was unleashed, the sun and moon lost their light, the star domain dimmed. There was simply nothing that could resist it.
Boom!
The Overlord changed expression, more solemn than ever. Hazy purple qi steamed from his body. His left hand held the nine ancient characters of the Lunar Immortal Scripture, opposing the Dao Scripture's nine characters. His right hand formed a divine seal, evolving an Overlord Bell that rang with a deafening roar, shattering the starry sky.
This scene was extremely terrifying, like a demon god destroying the world!
"Battle Saint Art..." Ye Fan's pupils contracted sharply. The Overlord Body actually possessed this secret art. This was the technique he relied on most heavily; most of his divine arts were generated through this method.
In the Mythical Era, this wondrous art had been obtained by a supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline.
This was a brutal slaughter, like needle against wheat, cloud dragon meeting mist dragon. Each displayed everything they had learned, fighting fiercely.
Boom!
The eighteen ancient characters erupted first. They were shaken until blood dripped, their bodies covered in wounds. Then the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist collided with the Overlord Bell, even more intense.
The great bell tolled, as if coming from the ancient past. The golden fist passed through the bell's body, directly blasting toward the Overlord, clashing repeatedly with his purple blood energy.
Blood splashed between them. It was another mutual defeat. Both fell from their mounts, their bodies covered in wounds, bleeding continuously.
At this point, the two mounts were freed, charging at each other and beginning their own great battle.
The Overlord's body was wreathed in blood energy. He activated the Presence Secret, healing his injured body immediately. Ye Fan, however, directly attacked the Overlord. In terms of healing speed, he was definitely inferior, so he could only keep attacking relentlessly, giving the other no time.
"Not good. The Overlord possesses the complete Divine Immortal Technique. His recovery speed is half faster. He'll likely exhaust the Sacred Body to death." Zhao Gongyi, the Guide Envoy of the Human Clan's Fiftieth City, showed a grave expression.
Yang Xi clenched her small fists, her big eyes blinking, biting her lip. "Uncle will definitely win. He's invincible under heaven!"
Yang Yunteng showed worry. The Overlord was divinely brave, shaking the Stellar Ancient Path. He was older than Ye Fan by quite a bit, having cultivated for over a decade more. Now he was a generation's Saint King. If he no longer suppressed his realm, it would be unimaginable!
Guide Envoy Zhao Gongyi also frowned slightly. "The Overlord has always done as he pleases, acting without restraint. No rules or regulations can bind him. Now he only wants to prove that he can kill his destined rival at the same level. If the battle drags on without result, it's not impossible that he'll immediately use ruthless methods."
"Kill!"
At this moment, the Overlord let out a low roar. His body emitted an ocean-like blood energy. Purple qi shook the universe. He was like a demon god breaking out of hell, throwing off his shackles, terrifying and boundless.
Ye Fan also let out a clear cry. He no longer defended, completely on the offensive. The two collided, fighting to the death.
"Boom!"
The two fought bloodily. Their attack power shocked the assembled heroes in the starry sky. Everyone was dumbfounded. Even Saint Kings were horrified, feeling cold air rise from their spines as they continuously retreated.
At only the Sage realm, these two were enough to kill Saint Kings one after another. How could this not terrify and make one's hair stand on end?!
The Overlord roared like a wild beast. Fierce light blazed in his eyes. He wielded the Overlord Fist, created by his bloodline from the techniques of the God Clan, Sacred Spirits, Heavenly Venerables, and others, frantically attacking Ye Fan.
Ye Fan completely let loose, opening wide and closing wide. The Six Paths Reincarnation Fist was unleashed, charging forward without hesitation. Fist after fist saw Overlord blood. He struck continuously, as if rotating six ancient universes, opening up reincarnation.
The battle between the two was too brutal. Golden fists, purple Overlord fists—each strike shattered heaven and earth. Their hands pierced through each other's bodies several times.
The Overlord's armor was broken, his body nearly beaten to pieces, blood flowing like a river. But he became even more ferocious. His Overlord Fist dominated the world, his wondrous arts unmatched—all were lost techniques. He actually tore a two-jin piece of flesh from Ye Fan's body.
"Pfft"
He opened his mouth and bit down, directly swallowing it. Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, making people's hair stand on end, their bodies ice-cold. This was a wild god and demon.
"Crack!"
In this exchange, Ye Fan used the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist to again punch through the Overlord's body, breaking his ribs. He was also cold and merciless, grabbing two of the Overlord's ribs along with a piece of flesh.
"Boom!"
He activated the Solar Immortal Scripture. Flames danced between his fingers. With a sizzling sound, he roasted the two ribs and flesh until they were glistening with oil. The purple blood was steamed dry, and the aroma of meat spread.
Ye Fan flicked his wrist, tossing the ribs to the Dragon Horse on the other battlefield for it to eat.
The Overlord swallowed flesh. Golden blood dripped between his white teeth, extremely ferocious. His ribs had been broken, two lost, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he laughed coldly and sinisterly.
"I think you're about to die," he said coldly.
Ye Fan retorted sharply, "Are you forcing me to pull up wild grass? It seems this tempering of my body can only end here."