Chapter 1362: The Curtain Falls

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Chapter 1362: The Curtain Falls

The young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline had his body severed in two. The lower half fell, while the upper half flew sideways, revealing stark white bone stubs as purple blood scattered in great swaths.

All the heroes stood as if cursed, motionless, utterly silent. Their bodies seemed frozen, locked in a deathly stillness.

Beneath the starry sky, Ye Fan stood alone, his robes fluttering. His heart was empty and clear, devoid of any killing intent. His expression was serene and composed as he calmly watched the sun and moon revolve and the brilliant galaxies shine.

He had entered the Divine Seal domain, dwelling in a mysterious and profound state. His physical body and primordial spirit had reached the pinnacle of life, his entire being pure and flawless!

The moment he set foot in this domain, his Dao body immediately vanished involuntarily, transforming into a stream of pure qi that returned to his true form. His flesh shimmered with crystalline immortal radiance—this was a person's strongest state.

"Ah…"

The young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline cried out, filled with a sense of humiliation. In this battle, he was frustrated—despite possessing immense combat power, he always found himself at a disadvantage, completely suppressed by his opponent!

This had never happened before. Since his debut, he had always swept through his opponents, advancing unstoppably, with no one able to block his path. But now, he was a failure, tasting defeat repeatedly and suffering constant injuries. For him, this was a tremendous blow!

A divine flame appeared in the starry sky. The Overlord, covered in blood with disheveled hair, activated the Presence Secret on his own. His body blazed fiercely, using divine life essence to repair his wounds.

His heart was unwilling, filled with rage. He refused to sink into despair. He wanted to fight his archenemy at his best, defeat the Sacred Body from the Burial Emperor Star, and wash away his shame.

"Fight me at my strongest state! Build my Dao, manifest my divine power! In this world, I alone am supreme!"

The Overlord roared. This was his fighting spirit, his unyielding will. An undying divine force swept forth, making his entire body dazzlingly bright as he repaired his injuries and reached his optimal state.

"Boom!"

The Overlord released a terrifying aura that suppressed the nine heavens, as if a galaxy were spinning. It radiated his most powerful divine energy fluctuations, his whole body blazing with intense purple light.

With a crack, a pair of golden Kunpeng wings grew from his back, cutting across the nine heavens!

"Dong…" Bell waves spread, deafening. From within his forehead bone, a small purple figure stepped out, transforming into a purple divine bell the size of a fist!

"Ao hou…"

A dragon's roar shook the nine heavens. Between his thick hair, a pair of fearsome dragon horns appeared. An unparalleled dragon might surged, filling the vast starry sky with a sense of oppression.

These were all his divine forms, now fused together, showcasing the terrifying power of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline, gathering the strongest aspects into one.

The Heaven-Dominating Bloodline possessed nine divine forms, which manifested as one's cultivation increased—such as the Kunpeng divine form, the great bell Dao body, the true dragon Dharma body…

These divine forms varied in appearance. Some were legendary immortal beasts, others were the world's most powerful weapons, and still others were direct manifestations of the Dao body.

The Overlord had already cultivated four or five divine forms. Now, he chose the strongest combination, gathering their advantages and displaying them, elevating his combat state to its peak!

The onlookers gasped. Ordinary people could cultivate their entire lives and still struggle to achieve a single divine form. It was an extremely difficult process, a Dao fruit hard to obtain—only unparalleled prodigies could succeed.

Yet the Overlord alone had cultivated four or five divine forms, and in the future, he could reach nine, ultimately fusing them all together. This was truly terrifying to the extreme.

At this moment, even without fighting, just the aura alone was awe-inspiring. The Overlord's whole body blazed with purple light, like a burning deity releasing immortal power.

This heaven-defying, earth-shattering fluctuation made even the sages tremble. As the final few divine phoenix feathers appeared on his body, a clanging sound split heaven and earth. The divine phoenix form's feathers rang out like ten thousand heavenly swords in unison.

He had gathered the strongest traits of four or five divine forms into one, reaching the extreme limit of his current domain. He could absolutely look down on all other heroes at this level and survey the vast universe.

As the young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline, he had dominated the Ancient Human Path for decades, always undefeated. This was not without reason. With such a combat state, who could contend with him?

Although the Great Demon God, Human King, Di Tian, and others had never truly fought him, all mutually wary, one could imagine that the Overlord Body's strongest combat state was nearly unsolvable at present, with few able to match it!

Today, Ye Fan had pushed him to this point. This was his greatest trump card and last resort, but he had no choice but to reveal it before the world.

"Kill!"

The Overlord let out a great roar and charged forward. Peerless battle qi ravaged the star domain, truly making him supreme alone, terrifying beyond measure!

Behind him, a pair of Kunpeng wings spread, dominating the universe, as if crushing three thousand worlds. At his brow, the bell formed from the purple little man constantly shook, emitting divine thought ripples that killed everything, specializing in severing primordial spirits.

Additionally, the divine phoenix feathers and true dragon horns tore through heaven and earth, each displaying its divine might, shaking people's hearts.

Ye Fan was moved. He had to admit that the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline, as the Sacred Body's archenemy, had its reasons. This strongest combat state was peerlessly intimidating, with combat power defying the heavens.

Everyone was stunned. They had thought the battle was over, that the Overlord would fall, unable to turn things around, destined for defeat. Who would have thought that at the last moment, he would reveal his greatest trump card and launch a desperate counterattack?

Everyone was dazed, even the human Dao Protectors couldn't help but gasp. With such an invincible posture, who could contend with him? Truly undefeated.

Even if Ye Fan had been astonishing earlier, displaying heaven-defying feats, it wasn't certain he could win. Now, everything was full of suspense. Everyone held their breath, watching without blinking.

The battle's outcome might be decided in this moment, revealing the final victor!

Ye Fan was calm and composed, standing in the Divine Seal domain without retreating. This allowed him to look down on the world, even against the Overlord's strongest combat state.

In his normal state, Ye Fan would have to fight tooth and nail, but after entering this domain, he could dominate the Ancient Human Path. As long as he didn't leave this state, even a god of the same level would be suppressed.

Rumble!

The Overlord charged in, peerlessly stunning, rare in ancient and modern times. How often could one see such a talent?

Unfortunately, he had encountered Ye Fan, whose state at this moment was too mysterious. Only by becoming a Great Emperor could one permanently reside in this domain. Now, having touched it and standing here, who among his peers could match him?

The purple bell at the Overlord's brow shook violently, shattering the starry sky. His Kunpeng wings sliced through one small planet after another. The divine phoenix feathers tore through the universe, like ten thousand immortal swords dancing wildly, gorgeous and brilliant!

The sages sighed in admiration, while many weaker cultivators nearly prostrated themselves on the ground. This invincible posture was too shocking, truly rare since ancient times.

Even the Dao Protectors were moved, nodding repeatedly, believing that he had surpassed himself at this moment, displaying the capital to dominate the imperial path.

However, at that moment, everything suddenly changed, freezing the expressions of admiration on everyone's faces.

The Overlord was like a divine flower blooming at its most brilliant stage, only to be snapped off at its most beautiful moment, falling from the plant, scattered into crystalline petals, withering in gloom.

Everyone was dumbfounded, their faces full of shock, then a sense of emptiness, and finally, an endless fear rising within them.

Ye Fan was as indifferent as an immortal. No golden blood energy surged, no powerful divine energy fluctuations emanated, no divine phenomena or Dao body secret techniques appeared. He simply stood there calmly and struck forward once.

The Overlord charged with his strongest combat state, achieving perfection. The great universe resonated, as if creating heaven and earth. His combat power, at this level, could be called earth-shattering and unprecedented.

But under Ye Fan's single strike, he was sent flying horizontally, like a puppet hit by a giant iron hammer. His whole body cracked, and even the combined several divine forms couldn't withstand it.

"Pfft"

The Overlord spat blood, his entire body covered in wounds. He was sent flying tens of thousands of zhang, then exploded in the void with a bang. Purple blood and bones splattered everywhere, a miserable sight.

All the divine forms were shattered, dissolved by Ye Fan's single blow!

The Overlord's body split into four parts, blood staining the outer domain.

This should have been the most glorious moment, but Ye Fan cast him into hell, forcibly cutting off that radiance. At the Overlord's most brilliant instant, he shattered him, turning it into a bleakly beautiful scene.

People were at a loss, completely different from what they had expected. Even if Ye Fan was astonishing and heaven-defying, he shouldn't have been able to suppress and kill so dominantly.

But the facts were cruel, laid out before them.

Everyone knew the Overlord had lost. This battle was irreversible. It wasn't that he wasn't stunning—at this level, he could truly be called earth-shattering—but his opponent was even stronger.

People found it somewhat unbelievable. What was invincibility? Ye Fan had interpreted this state with his own body, indisputable, dazzling, peerlessly stunning!

Sounds came from the starry sky, like crying or laughing, a tangled mess of anger, hurt, grief, and sorrow. The Overlord bathed in his own blood, reshaping his body. On his face, it was unclear whether it was bloodstains or bloody tears.

In this life, he had charged forward, sweeping through the starry sky undefeated. But now, he tasted bitterness here. The fruit of defeat brought him a heart-wrenching pain.

He had already assumed his strongest combat state, which should have made him undefeated under the starry sky. Even a Great Emperor in his youth was no more than this. How could he still lose?

He was unwilling, heartbroken, and indignant. Looking up at the sky, he roared loudly: "I don't accept this!"

The Overlord refused to yield to fate, refused to bow to his enemy. That was not his nature. He would rather die in battle than submit.

At this moment, he activated a forbidden power he rarely revealed. To kill the enemy, he first had to sacrifice himself, but this might destroy him in the process!

"Rumble!"

In this starry sky, a terrifying scene appeared: a bloodstained ancient path, flanked by endless white bones, leading to a glorious peak.

Using the bones of heroes, he built an altar, dripping with blood, stark white bones. The Overlord walked along this path, ascended the altar, and began to sacrifice, pouring his Overlord blood onto the bone platform.

"Sacrifice my true spirit, revive my Dao self!" the Overlord murmured sorrowfully, a demonic power echoing under the starry sky.

What was happening was so eerie. A great wind howled, ghosts wailed, and countless bodies manifested. In the shadows, patches of divine and demonic corpses fell.

"What ancient art is this?" Everyone was stunned, watching this scene in disbelief.

"A forbidden technique created by deities, truly existing in the world! Sacrificing oneself to revive the Dao self for a death battle!" In the depths of the starry sky, a Dao Protector was moved, his expression shocked. He had never seen it before, only vague records in ancient texts. He never expected the Overlord Body to display it today.

Within the human body dwell the Past Self and the Dao Self. According to legend, the former chants sutras for the present life in the past, while the latter comprehends the great Dao in the future, both possessing unfathomable divine might.

The Overlord's performance was beyond belief. He could actually utilize part of the Dao Self's combat power, reviving his invincible future self to participate in this battle.

Under the starry sky, Ye Fan's long robes fluttered. He was transcendent and ethereal, stepping on pure white starlight, directly striking forward!

The Divine Seal was an extreme domain, where only deities could dwell. It surpassed the eight-restriction barrier, allowing the human body to reach its strongest state—a living myth.

In this domain, there would be no obstruction. One could break through all limits. Ye Fan sensed that the long-lost All Secret had awakened, operating on its own!

The All Secret could manifest ten times combat power. This was an indescribably powerful feeling, something only ancient Great Emperors could taste. In a sense, the All Secret could only be fully appreciated at the peak by those who had penetrated the Divine Seal.

"Boom!"

This time, Ye Fan still only struck once. The Overlord shattered, dripping with blood. Although the Presence Secret helped him reassemble his body, he was utterly dejected. He didn't fight again, standing there motionless as if petrified, looking up at the starry sky, his face covered in bloody tears, all hope lost.

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