Chapter 209: Number One in Attack Power Over Five Thousand Years, Part 2
Ye Fan formed the Moon Seal with his left hand and the Sun Seal with his right, standing horizontally in the sky, truly like a deity!
"How could this be?"
The nine great experts, even working together, were suppressed into a disadvantage, feeling an endless sense of exhaustion.
"Luminescence Illuminating the Divine Universe!" shouted the Green Cloud Sect Leader. The bronze lamp in his hand flew off, fixing itself high in the air.
The bronze lamp flickered, its flames reaching the heavens. The wick had actually taken human form—a disheveled figure swaying, scattering a vast sea of fire.
"Borrow your divine powers to refine this beast!" the Green Cloud Sect Leader roared.
Beside him, the eight Supreme Elders all nodded, each shooting a dazzling beam of light into the bronze lamp.
The Green Cloud Sect Leader also exerted his strength. Nine fiery dragons soared into the sky, connecting to the bronze lamp, making it shimmer brilliantly. Inside the lamp, the human-shaped wick, nourished by the power, swelled wildly, emitting roars and spewing out massive flames that rolled toward Ye Fan.
Luminescence Illuminating the Divine Universe—like a sun hanging in the sky, filled with destructive fluctuations.
Ye Fan formed the Sun Seal with his right hand, conjuring a millstone-sized celestial sun, brimming with vitality, exuberant and full of thriving energy.
"Bang"
He lightly shook the Sun Seal with his right hand. The millstone-sized sun collided with the bronze lamp's flames in the sky. The fire surged, crackling and popping.
"Boom"
Ye Fan pushed the celestial sun with his right hand, shattering the bronze lamp, crushing it instantly. The human-shaped wick let out a piercing shriek before vanishing into nothingness forever.
The Green Cloud Sect Leader's weapon was destroyed, and the other eight Supreme Elders were also impacted, all retreating.
"Rumble, rumble, rumble"
The Moon Seal formed by Ye Fan's left hand turned on its own, the millstone-sized moon pressing down toward the nine.
This was an offensive momentum—fierce and domineering. With his own strength, he suppressed nine people alone, like a torrential flood that could not be stopped.
The nine quickly retreated, as if facing a charge of thousands of troops. Their bodies trembled violently, their faces pale.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Ye Fan, holding the Sun and Moon Seals, chased after the Green Cloud Sect Leader. How fast was he? Who could stop him?
His entire body radiated light, the sun and moon accompanying him, pure and holy like an immortal. Dust fled far away, his long robes fluttered, and in an instant, he was right in front.
The Sun and Moon Great Seal, vast and majestic, with the force to suppress mountains and rivers, descended.
The Green Cloud Sect Leader roared. In this moment of life and death, his body ignited, illuminating all directions.
The deity born from his Dao Palace rushed forward, blocking the Sun and Moon Seal, dying in his place.
Ye Fan, holding the great seal, was unparalleled. It descended, and nothing could stop it. That deity turned to dust on the spot.
The other eight Supreme Elders rushed to rescue, barely saving the Green Cloud Sect Leader's true body. His face was ashen, his body trembling slightly, his vital energy damaged.
In the distance, the disciples of Green Cloud were terrified. What kind of power was this? Ye Fan, holding the Sun and Moon Seal, had nearly killed their Sect Leader with a single strike.
"Impossible. What secret art is this? One person suppressing nine of us without showing any sign of exhaustion..."
"Even the young Saint Lords, I think, didn't have such combat power. What is his background?"
"His physique is very special, possessing inexhaustible divine power. Could he really be a Divine Body?"
"The most terrifying thing is that secret art—ever-changing. I've heard of it before. The various life-slaying great arts it evolves are incomparable."
The Green Cloud Sect Leader and the eight Supreme Elders exchanged shocked glances, quickly communicating.
At that moment, Ye Fan had already charged forward, his pressure bearing down. He pushed the sun and moon as he moved, his robes fluttering, his features delicate, yet he suppressed nine great experts, like an Immortal King.
The nine dared not separate. If their power scattered even a little, all nine would die. Such immense pressure chilled their hearts.
Eight deities, nine true bodies, combined into a net covering heaven and earth, everywhere at once, but they could not trap Ye Fan. Instead, more weapons shattered as they struggled to hold on.
"I... can't hold on!" one Supreme Elder cried out, his skin cracking all over.
Ye Fan chose him as the breakthrough point, focusing his life-slaying great art solely on him. Like a sharp heavenly sword, unstoppable, it shattered his weapon and then struck forward.
The deity he had manifested bore the brunt, dying in his place, but this Supreme Elder himself did not escape disaster. Ye Fan shook him to death.
Moonlight was like water. The millstone-sized moon emitted a milky white radiance. The sun's glow was dazzling, fierce and brilliant, flowing with golden divine light.
Ye Fan, holding the Sun and Moon Seals, stood like a Divine King in the sky, as if the only sovereign of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Though he had an ethereal aura, he was even more imposing and awe-inspiring.
His attack power was too great. Cultivators of the same realm, even with so many joining forces, could not stop him. It was like porcelain colliding with bedrock.
In the distance, the disciples of Green Cloud were ashen-faced, feeling that this young demon king was simply unstoppable.
Ye Fan's heart was serene. He felt his own strength. The Nine Secrets had brought him too much shock. The offensive great art was invincible.
He even felt the urge to compete with the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi and others, but he ultimately suppressed the impulse. He was still far from the heirs of the Holy Lands. If he reached the edge of the third secret realm, he might be able to contend with those Holy Sons.
Once he entered the third secret realm—the Four Extremes—he would have to rely on enlightenment. At that point, neither Source nor medicinal herbs would be of use. Only by understanding himself could he advance.
For Ye Fan's physique, the Dao Palace Secret Realm was crucial. His body was like a bottomless pit. If he had enough Source, his divine power would be endless, allowing him to rapidly increase his strength.
But the Source he needed was an astronomical number. The five stages of the Dao Palace required tenfold increases each time. By the end, the amount needed was so vast that even a Holy Land could not bear it.
At this moment, the experts of Green Cloud all wanted to flee, their courage failing. But they feared Ye Fan would pick them off one by one, so they dared not act rashly.
Ye Fan snorted coldly, pressing forward, locking onto one of them.
"Dark Weeping, help me!" that Supreme Elder of Green Cloud shouted.
He opened his mouth and spat out a purple-gold gourd, which rapidly enlarged. Then he struck his deity into it, merging it with the naturally formed gourd.
Weapons like bells, pagodas, and gourds naturally condensed Dao resonance and were very difficult to forge. But once successful, they possessed immense power.
The purple-gold gourd, as large as a mountain, crashed toward him. The other seven also lent their aid, striking out divine radiances, jointly driving the weapon to suppress Ye Fan.
Ye Fan still held the Sun and Moon Seals, not changing his technique. He pushed the sun and moon with both hands, like two millstones turning, their light illuminating his body, as if an Immortal King was patrolling the heavens.
"Boom"
Before they were far apart, the gourd's mouth suddenly opened, emitting wisps of purple mist. Then it formed a massive vortex, like a whale drinking, and sucked Ye Fan inside.
"Good!"
The others shouted, rousing themselves, channeling divine power to refine the gourd.
"Truly the strongest treasure of our Green Cloud..."
"Hurry and refine him, don't let him break out!"
The Green Cloud Sect Leader and the seven Supreme Elders joined forces, jointly refining it. The purple-gold gourd shone brilliantly, its entire body shrouded in purple mist, covering the sky.
But then, a heart-stopping aura spread, making everyone's hearts pound.
The purple-gold gourd shook violently. A divine light burst out, and a large hole appeared on it, forcibly broken open by brute force.
Ye Fan, holding the moon in his left hand and pushing the sun with his right, descended like a Demon Lord, his killing intent soaring to the heavens. He struck with fierce force.
"Crack"
The purple-gold gourd quickly cracked, starting from the mouth and spreading downward.
"Crackle, pop"
Like an ancient, dilapidated temple collapsing after years of standing, tiles fell to the ground. Fragments of the gourd scattered everywhere.
"Boom"
Ye Fan, holding the Sun and Moon Seals, vibrated continuously. Wherever he passed, everything turned to ash. This extraordinary purple-gold gourd was shattered into dust in the blink of an eye.
"Bang"
The owner of the purple-gold gourd was crushed by the sun and moon, letting out a faint scream before his form and spirit were annihilated.
"Boom"
At the same time, Ye Fan formed the seals, shaking out the sun and moon. Two round disks caught up with two Supreme Elders, enveloping them. They silently vanished.
In an instant, he had killed three Supreme Elders, stunning the rest.
"How can he have such terrifying attack power? This defies all reason. Even the young Saint Lords surely didn't have such combat power."
"At this age, in this realm, he shouldn't have such strength. He can suppress so many of us at the same level. It makes no sense! If he becomes a Great Power, could he single-handedly fight several Saint Lords?"
"I'm reminded of another figure," the Green Cloud Sect Leader said, his face pale. "There was someone like this in the Northern Domain..."
"You mean the number one in attack power over the past five thousand years in the Northern Domain?" a Supreme Elder changed color.
"Over five thousand years, the number one in attack power in the Northern Domain—Jiang Taixu. This is universally acknowledged."
"Though he disappeared four thousand years ago, and many brilliant talents have emerged since, he has always been considered the number one in attack power in the Northern Domain over five thousand years, unrivaled."
Divine King Jiang Taixu's name shook the world. Four thousand years ago, he was invincible, unmatched in offense, undefeated in the Northern Domain. In terms of attack power, he was indisputably number one.
"That was a Greatly Accomplished Divine King. I heard he possessed supreme secret arts. Naturally, he was the number one attacker in the Northern Domain over five thousand years."
The Green Cloud Sect Leader and Supreme Elders broke out in cold sweat, feeling that Ye Fan's attack power rivaled that of Divine King Jiang in his youth.
"That's right. Comparing with those legends, this child is very similar to Jiang Taixu. Their achievements in youth are alike. Could he be a second Divine King?"
Were they facing a young Divine King with unparalleled talent in offense?
Jiang Taixu's reputation was too great. Though he had disappeared for four thousand years, he left endless legends in the Northern Domain, even records of how strong his attack power was at each age.
"This child's offensive power... truly rivals Divine King Jiang at the same age. Could it be that the title of number one attacker will be rewritten in the future?"
The Green Cloud Sect Leader and Supreme Elders exchanged quick words, all feeling a chill in their hearts. They knew they had provoked an extraordinary figure.
Though he was just a youth, they saw his extraordinary future.
Ye Fan heard their whispers and saw their fear. He had never thought about being number one in attack power. After all, he had been hunted all the way here and couldn't even show his face.
"You know quite a bit. That means I can't let you go. I need to quietly improve my strength here. If you spread this around, won't I become a public enemy of those Holy Maidens and Holy Sons? Number one in attack power... quite the reputation."
"Run!"
Vaguely guessing Ye Fan's physique and deducing that he cultivated a supreme life-slaying great art, these people were utterly terrified. They had lost all will to fight, scattering in all directions, trying to escape.
At this moment, dignity, face—none of it mattered. Only living was real. If he truly was a young Divine King, even twice as many people would have no chance of victory.
In the distance, the disciples of Green Cloud, seeing their Sect Leader and Supreme Elders fleeing for their lives, panicked and fled as well.
"Too bad. I've sealed this place. None of you can escape!"
Ye Fan spread his arms, stirring the winds of heaven. Root after root of phoenix feathers appeared, shimmering around his left arm. A pair of colorful wings materialized, five-colored divine light shooting into the sky.
Like a phoenix shaking its feathers, a pair of divine wings shot out, slashing forward, instantly shredding two Supreme Elders.
Next, he formed a seal, raising it to the sky. An ancient mountain appeared, towering above his head, majestic, with birds and beasts and towering ancient trees on it.
He formed a seal with his right hand and pressed it forward. The great mountain, like a seal, rumbled down. "Boom!" It turned the Green Cloud Sect Leader into ash.