# Chapter 140: Physical Body
Ye Fan's voice was not loud, but it made all the disciples of Star Peak change color. Chen Feng had great prestige among them, being a cultivator at the Other Shore realm. On ordinary days, no one would dare speak to him like this.
"Arrogant words without shame, aren't you afraid the wind will flash your head? Want to break Senior Brother Chen's leg? Go cultivate for another hundred years first!"
The disciples of Star Peak had been suppressed time and again, feeling deeply aggrieved. Now, provoked by Ye Fan's few brief words, their anger flared up. They desperately wanted to see Ye Fan get beaten.
"Senior Brother Chen Feng is a figure of what caliber? Killing him would be as easy as turning over his hand. In Senior Brother Chen's eyes, he's nothing but dirt and dogs!"
Chen Feng, dressed in white robes as clean as snow, was untouched by dust and untainted by vulgarity. He appeared very ethereal, as if he had walked out from a pure land beyond the world, truly possessing the aura of an outstanding disciple from a super great sect.
He was somewhat cold, but even more composed. Smiling faintly, he said, "Young and ignorant, frivolous in attitude, not understanding depth. I already gave you a chance, but unfortunately you didn't seize it. Since that's the case, I'll personally break every bone in your body."
Ye Fan kicked a thousand-jin boulder, sending it crashing toward Chen Feng ahead. "Can't you survive without acting superior?" He couldn't stand the other's lofty posture.
Chen Feng gently brushed his sleeve, his white robes fluttering. As his sleeve swept past, the thousand-jin boulder instantly turned to powder, scattering and falling down.
"Be careful, little brat." Ji Ziyue secretly transmitted her voice. "He's a cultivator at the Other Shore realm. To defeat him, you can only rely on your powerful physical body. You have to get close to him to have a chance."
In a contest of divine power or magical techniques, Ye Fan's chances of victory were too slim. Only through close-quarters combat, relying on his body that surpassed spiritual treasures, did he have an opportunity to severely wound his opponent.
Not long ago, when facing Ji Xia, an Other Shore realm cultivator from the Ji Family, that was exactly how he had defeated her.
Ye Fan moved his body, agile as the wind, leaving afterimages with each step, making people dizzy, and charged over in an instant.
The white-robed man lightly retreated backward. He was not like Senior Brother Yang; he was already on guard against Ye Fan, not wanting to let him get too close, intending to rely on powerful divine arts to crush him.
But he underestimated Ye Fan's speed. Not only him, but even Ji Ziyue opened her small mouth wide, revealing a face full of surprise.
Because she saw a powerful movement technique, one she had heard of but never seen before!
"This is..." Ji Ziyue's small mouth formed an "O" shape. She wrinkled her nose and muttered to herself, "Could it be the footwork of that legendary mad old man?"
When Ye Fan took steps, he gave people a feeling of the Dao being natural, like flowing clouds and moving water, very natural, like an antelope hanging its horns with no trace to be found.
The white-robed man was already fast enough, like a shooting star, extremely swift, leaving behind streaks of afterimages. But Ye Fan followed like a shadow, catching up!
He had to stick to his opponent and engage in close-quarters combat; otherwise, the situation would be very unfavorable, after all, they were separated by an entire major realm. Earlier, he had kept moving toward the white-robed man precisely to create an opportunity for himself.
Now, no matter what, he would not easily give up. The Dao rhythm flowed beneath his feet as he directly pursued!
Everyone around was very surprised. How powerful was Chen Feng? An Other Shore realm cultivator moved like lightning, yet Ye Fan had caught up to him and couldn't be shaken off, fully demonstrating the mystery of that footwork.
"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Chen Feng was entangled by Ye Fan, feeling very surprised. The other's movements were too fast, so fast that he couldn't break free.
At his level of cultivation, one could say he could summon clouds with a turn of his hand and rain with a flip of his palm, possessing unimaginable divine powers. In his eyes, starlight flowed, with infinite stars appearing and extinguishing.
"Chi chi"
From Chen Feng's pupils, starlight flowed, and two beams of light shot out, sharper than sharp swords, dazzling and brilliant, directly piercing toward Ye Fan's head.
Even metal and stone would crack if blocking them, let alone a body of flesh and blood. But Ye Fan's expression was calm. His left hand moved like light as he gently flicked his fingers.
"Clang clang"
Two resonant sounds rang out. The two sharp beams of starlight shattered like crystal, then broke apart in the air.
"Hum"
The void trembled slightly. Ye Fan's golden fist smashed forward, like the hammer of the Thunder God vibrating. The terrifying pressure made those around feel a suffocating sensation.
Chen Feng's white robes fluttered, starlight shone on his body, and his eyes were deep and profound. In front of him, a curtain of light quickly interwove, cutting him off from Ye Fan.
"Bang"
But Ye Fan's golden fist was too domineering, fierce and heavy, like a mountain peak smashing down. The terrifying fluctuations made everyone around unsteady on their feet.
"Crack"
The light curtain shattered on the spot, unable to block at all, turning into streams of light that disappeared into the air.
"Thud"
Ye Fan's golden fist seemed to be burning with golden divine fire, smashing the void itself into collapse.
Chen Feng finally felt the ferocity of Ye Fan's physical body and couldn't help changing color. His figure was like a dream, constantly dodging, as a stream of light shot out from his bitter sea.
It was a jade plate, rapidly enlarging like a dome of heaven. On it were embedded strange pearls, shining like sun, moon, and stars. It hung in the air, covering Ye Fan below.
"Chi chi chi"
A thousand illusory sword energies, nebulas spreading everywhere!
This jade plate was very miraculous. In an instant, it made the sky pitch black as night descended. Each pearl bloomed with starlight, transforming into sharp swords that stabbed down.
It was simply a rain of swords. The black night sky, dazzling pearls, and gleaming jade plate all vibrated together, trying to kill Ye Fan.
"Thud"
Like a great bell or giant cauldron vibrating, the resonant sound of an ancient bronze bell rang out, making the ears of those around buzz.
At some point, Ye Fan had a huge bronze plaque in his hand, engraved with four ancient characters: "Great Thunderclap Monastery." He swung it upward, blocking all the sword rain.
The bronze plaque was like a mountain, extremely heavy. It vibrated in Ye Fan's hand as he struck upward at the jade plate!
"Clatter"
Like colored glaze being shattered, pieces of jade fell down, strange pearls bounced about, and that spiritual treasure was forcibly shattered.
White-robed Chen Feng moved like the wind and lightning but still couldn't create distance. Behind him, a powerful energy fluctuated, like a huge furnace roasting his back, completely locking onto him.
"Do you really think only your physical body is strong?" Chen Feng, pursued by Ye Fan, finally grew somewhat angry. How could an esteemed Other Shore realm cultivator ever be so passive?
"Twelve Rivers of Stars Sword!" He let out a low shout. Twelve sword lights shot up from his entire body, as if reaching up to the clouds above and down to the hells below.
Twelve rivers of stars roared and surged, each transforming into a giant sword that slashed down, aiming to cut through Ye Fan's physical body.
The disciples of Star Peak tempered their bodies with boundless starlight, placing great importance on physical cultivation. As long as they reached the Divine Bridge realm, their constitution would begin to transform, becoming extremely powerful.
The Other Shore realm was naturally even more impressive. They drew the divine light of the stars into their bodies, accumulating it year after year. Endless starlight would appear within them, able to condense into swords that could cut through anything.
"Clang clang clang"
The sword lights vibrated. Twelve rivers of stars, formed from vast amounts of starlight, stirred up the winds and clouds in all directions!
"Bang," "Bang"...
A shocking thing happened. Ye Fan put away the Great Thunderclap Monastery bronze plaque and swung his golden fists, punching out one after another.
The void twisted, like an unstable space. Those golden fists were the source of the destruction, the terrifying power they emitted making people horrified.
The rolling rivers of stars were scattered!
Yes, three consecutive rivers of stars were shattered by Ye Fan's three punches. Vast starlight scattered, rushing in all directions.
"Bang," "Bang," "Bang"...
Another nine consecutive punches. Nothing could stop those golden fists. Surpassing spiritual treasures, his own body was the most powerful weapon.
After nine strikes, the twelve rivers of stars were completely destroyed, turning into specks of flowing light that quickly disappeared in midair.
Chen Feng's body shook violently. He became even more wary of Ye Fan's physical body. His Wheel Sea vibrated as he consecutively offered up three powerful weapons.
Cloud Chain, refined from jade marrow, sparkling and translucent, bright like white jade, winding through the sky, flawless and pure, like a holy white cloud.
Star Shield, engraved with the full starry sky, pressing down like a cliff, even more like a dome of heaven falling.
Moon Blade, shaped like a crescent moon, silver radiance brilliant, spinning and slashing, cutting through anything, killing intent soaring to the sky.
Behind them, the disciples of Star Peak all sucked in cold air. This was Chen Feng's ultimate killing technique. Three terrifying weapons combined together, few could withstand them.
The Cloud Chain locked across the sky, trying to seal Ye Fan alive!
The Star Shield and Moon Blade, like stars sinking and the moon falling, descended from the sky, as if a small world was being destroyed, drowning Ye Fan within.
This was a powerful offensive technique!
Ye Fan was finally blocked, covered by endless starlight and moonlight, locked below by the holy Cloud Chain.
Chen Feng was, after all, a strong cultivator at the Other Shore realm. His strength was beyond doubt. He broke free from the entanglement and rushed up into the high sky.
Behind, the disciples of Star Peak all showed smiles. They were full of confidence in Chen Feng's methods.
"No matter how strong his physical body is, can it be more terrifying than spiritual treasures? Let's see how he escapes this calamity."
"We said it earlier. Senior Brother Chen Feng killing him is like breaking dirt and dogs!"
"An ant trying to shake a tree, not knowing the height of heaven and earth. We already expected this outcome."
Suddenly, a dull sound rang out.
"Rumble rumble rumble"
The radiance of stars and moon suddenly scattered.
"Bang"
Endless starlight surged up. That Star Shield was punched through by Ye Fan. His black hair flew wildly, his divine might oppressive.
"Clang"
Another punch was thrown. The Moon Blade snapped, moonlight scattered, the broken blade dim and lusterless, falling to the ground.
"Crack"
Ye Fan's arms strained. The Cloud Chain broke inch by inch, holy light faded, the sacred cloud collapsed.
The disciples of Star Peak were dumbfounded. Li Xiaoman also revealed an expression of disbelief. Three layers of powerful magical treasures couldn't suppress him; instead, they were shattered by him. Such a physical body was hard to believe.
In the sky, Chen Feng felt a pang of pain. The three treasures had been refined by him for many years, already possessing spirituality, yet today they were destroyed in one fell swoop.
"This is simply the legendary human-shaped savage beast!"
"Is this still a physical body? It's simply a heavy treasure..."
Many people were sucking in cold air.
"Everything should end..." Chen Feng was cold as ice, standing high in the sky. His entire body bloomed with specks of starlight, like a white-robed Star Lord.