Chapter 261: Suppressing the Heavenly Roc
The robust Golden Wing Little Peng King, with disheveled hair full of wildness, held the pitch-black Great Desolate Halberd in his hand, its fierce and brutal aura spreading across the sky as he strode through the void, advancing forward.
"Boom"
The Great Desolate Halberd trembled, nearly crushing the void, heavy as a mountain, sending chills down one's spine like a living ancient ferocious beast, inspiring fear.
"Thud"
The Golden Wing Little Peng King struck, his golden hair wildly dancing, brows inverted, eyes flashing cold light, charging forward with the Great Desolate Halberd. It was as if he were lifting a black great mountain, cleaving downward.
Ye Fan stood still as a rock, unmoving as a pine. The cauldron above his head was simple and natural, with Mother Qi of All Things cascading down like silk ribbons or a rain curtain, his body harmonizing with the Dao.
"Rumble"
The Great Desolate Halberd was truly too heavy. As it cleaved down, the black halberd body twisted the void, surging with terrifying waves like an ocean.
At that moment, Ye Fan finally moved. With the Primordial Qi Cauldron above his head, his body was like a flood dragon. He slightly tilted, half-turning to avoid the black halberd blade, extended his right arm, swung his golden fist, and fiercely smashed into the Great Desolate Halberd.
"Clang"
He bare-handedly clashed with the Great Desolate Halberd. His golden fist struck the black weapon, the sound piercing metal and splitting stone, making scalps tighten and ears ring.
"Boom"
The Great Desolate Halberd emitted a fierce, brutal aura, like a sealed ancient beast. It was indestructible, possessing a demonic nature that made hearts tremble.
"Woo..."
The Golden Wing Little Peng King followed up with a horizontal slash. The Great Desolate Halberd was like an abyssal sea, its black light flashing, slashing at Ye Fan, emitting eerie demonic sounds like ghosts wailing and gods howling.
Ye Fan sidestepped, avoiding the blade, formed hand seals, and struck at the Great Desolate Halberd.
"Clang"
A millstone-sized golden palm struck the Great Desolate Halberd, producing a thunderous sound, dimming the void around them.
Space warped, but the Great Desolate Halberd remained unmoved. The weapon refined by the great demon clan overlord was indestructible.
Though sealed, it was still a rare weapon, impossible to shatter.
The Golden Wing Little Peng King let out a long howl, his golden hair like a waterfall, flashing with eerie light. He thrust the Great Desolate Halberd forward, the black blade piercing heaven and earth.
"Woo..."
The piercing demonic sound chilled hearts, killing intent spreading across the wilderness, making the crowd in the distant sky tremble with fear.
"Ping," "Ding," "Bang," "Clang"...
Ye Fan struck with his golden palm, continuously clashing with the Great Desolate Halberd. The sounds were terrifying, the two locked in a life-and-death struggle.
The battle was extremely fierce. Initially, Ye Fan did not use his cauldron, fighting bare-handed, sending dazzling light in all directions, killing intent soaring to the heavens.
The Great Desolate Halberd was too fearsome. Even as a Primordial Saint Body, Ye Fan felt sharp pain in his fists. He still couldn't move the weapon of the great demon clan overlord.
They fought from the air to the clouds, shaking the clouds apart, then descended onto the great mountains.
"Boom"
The Great Desolate Halberd, heavy as a mountain, struck a peak, instantly collapsing a corner of the summit with a rumbling sound as rocks tumbled down.
"Clang," "Crack," "Zheng"...
They fought among a chain of lakes, sending huge waves into the sky, water pouring upward, creating a watery expanse shrouded in mist.
"Boom"
Ye Fan punched out, dispersing the watery mist, the Great Desolate Halberd trembling repeatedly.
From the air to the clouds, to the ground, and finally back to the sky, the demonic might of the Great Desolate Halberd grew stronger, as if it could crush the heavens.
"Zheng, zheng, zheng..."
Suddenly, ten thousand swords sang in unison, sword energy like practice ropes piercing through the clouds!
The One Hundred Eight Thousand Swords sang together!
Behind the Golden Wing Little Peng King, one hundred eight thousand Peng Feather Swords emerged, shining like divine rainbows, their cold aura making the distant crowd feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
Countless sword beams shot out, sweeping forward, slashing at Ye Fan.
Very sudden, boundless killing intent surged like crashing waves, hard to evade.
This was the Heavenly Roc Clan's life-slaying grand art. For an ordinary cultivator, they would surely be shattered, the endless sword beams tearing everything apart, impossible to block.
However, Ye Fan had been on guard, not easily using his cauldron, fearing a sneak attack.
The cauldron hovering above his head lightly trembled, Mother Qi of All Things cascading down, forming a curtain of Mysterious Yellow, shielding Ye Fan.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
Ten thousand sword beams struck, all hitting the silk-like Mysterious Yellow Qi, nearly all shattering. Those that slipped through gaps were neutralized by Ye Fan's precious body.
"Boom"
The Golden Wing Little Peng King's thick brows inverted, he raised the Great Desolate Halberd high and struck down with force. At that moment, it felt like heaven and earth were collapsing, as if ten thousand great mountains were pressing down.
"Clang"
This was the first collision between the Great Desolate Halberd and Ye Fan's cauldron. The deafening sound made the void tremble, the terrifying fluctuations shaking all directions.
"Pfft"
In the distance, many little demons spat blood, their faces pale, many collapsing to the ground. This earth-shattering strike had affected them all.
"Roar..."
The Golden Wing Little Peng King howled, his disheveled hair flying, his aura suddenly rising. Holding the black Great Desolate Halberd, he stepped forward, cracking the void.
"Clang," "Clang"...
He held the Great Desolate Halberd with both hands, continuously cleaving down at the cauldron. His demonic aura soared to the heavens, shocking the mind, his divine might shaking the earth!
The Golden Wing Little Peng King was unstoppable, swinging the Great Desolate Halberd, sending Ye Fan flying several li away, shaking the cauldron forged from Mother Qi of All Things repeatedly.
Seizing the advantage, he struck fiercely, wanting to break through Ye Fan's defense and slash him.
Now, though the Mother Qi of All Things had been forged into a cauldron, it had not yet interwoven Dao imprints, far from an Extreme Weapon, merely sturdy enough.
The Golden Wing Little Peng King, wielding the Great Desolate Halberd, continuously cleaved down, his might overwhelming. At the same time, the one hundred eight thousand great swords behind him shook heaven and earth, shooting out endless sword beams.
In the distant sky, everyone was horrified. Such an offensive was devastating. For any other cultivator in the Dao Palace Secret Realm, it would be impossible to block, and they would instantly turn to ashes.
The Great Desolate Halberd's ferocious might shocked the world, its brutal aura filling every inch of space. Combined with the one hundred eight thousand great swords moving together, it was a chilling life-slaying grand art.
"Clang," "Clang"...
Ye Fan was sent flying six or seven li by the Great Desolate Halberd, the Peng Feather sword beams drowning the Mysterious Yellow Qi as he repeatedly retreated.
The Golden Wing Little Peng King seized the initiative, his assault growing fiercer, eager to cleave Ye Fan dead with the Great Desolate Halberd.
"These two ruthless ones can both be kings at the same rank. Such a fierce battle surpasses their realm."
"The Golden Wing Little Peng King is indeed remarkable, worthy of hope to walk the path of a Great Emperor!"
"In a sense, this might be considered a qualification battle for the path of a Great Emperor!"
"The Golden Wing Little Peng King is chilling. If he can truly kill a Primordial Saint Body at the same rank, he will surely become a Demon Emperor in the future!"
The Great Desolate Halberd as the spearhead, the one hundred eight thousand great swords as support, shaking heaven and earth. For anyone else, they would have been annihilated in body and spirit. In the sky, Ye Fan retreated again and again. He was indeed at a disadvantage, but still very calm.
"The Primordial Mother Qi Root is mine. I will dye the sky red with Primordial Saint Blood!" The Golden Wing Little Peng King's eyes were filled with mad killing intent, wild and unrivaled, gripping the heart.
The Great Desolate Halberd crushed the void, swung down to cleave Ye Fan, the one hundred eight thousand swords resonating!
Ye Fan couldn't free his hands, mainly because of the Peng Feather Swords. With the one hundred eight thousand great swords vibrating together, tens of thousands of sword beams would always pierce through.
This was an incredible innate divine art. The Heavenly Roc Clan was favored by heaven. Once such a life-slaying grand art was unleashed, even if you had a thousand troops and ten thousand horses, you would fall. It attacked indiscriminately, let alone against a single person!
He did not sacrifice the Li Fire Divine Furnace. The black flames were limited, and he didn't want to waste them, as the opponent had reached the realm where Peng feathers regenerate and great swords are indestructible.
"Let the sacred blood drain dry!" The Golden Wing Little Peng King shouted, the Great Desolate Halberd smashing down, the void trembling, its might even more terrifying.
"Do you really think you can kill me?!" Ye Fan also ignited with true fire, his black hair wildly dancing, eyes flashing cold lightning, a single punch forcing back the Great Desolate Halberd.
"Naturally, I can kill you. Sacred blood... the taste I crave!" The Golden Wing Little Peng King's wildness was fully exposed, his killing intent thick. The Great Desolate Halberd cleaved down, the sky trembling.
"Will you kill me, or will I slaughter the Heavenly Roc? The answer will come soon!" Ye Fan shouted, personally grabbing the cauldron, no longer using it to protect his body.
"Boom"
Ye Fan sacrificed the cauldron, Mysterious Yellow spreading. The cauldron forged from Mother Qi of All Things instantly enlarged to nine meters tall, simple and grand, pressing down on the Golden Wing Little Peng King.
"Without this cauldron to protect you, how will you block my one hundred eight thousand swords?!" The Golden Wing Little Peng King shouted, wielding the indestructible Great Desolate Halberd, smashing it toward the great cauldron.
"Clang!"
The cauldron forged from Mother Qi of All Things and the weapon of the great demon clan overlord—the Great Desolate Halberd—collided in an earth-shattering impact.
"Boom"
The terrifying fluctuations, like a tsunami, rolled through heaven and earth, surging in all directions.
"Ah..."
In the distant sky, the crowd was shocked. Many little demons spat blood, staggering back.
"Zheng, zheng, zheng..."
The one hundred eight thousand great swords sang together, tens of thousands of sword beams shooting out, piercing toward Ye Fan, heaven and earth trembling.
Ye Fan had intended to keep some tricks up his sleeve, but the Golden Wing Little Peng King's boundless strength could contend with the Primordial Saint Body, forcing him to start revealing his trump cards.
He had to show his means to overpower the opponent. He quickly made a decision.
One of the Nine Secrets had not yet been revealed. He decided to keep it, as it was a great secret for establishing life, not suitable for exposure now.
Everyone knew he was the Primordial Saint Body, and they would certainly have some understanding of the records and legends of this physique. It was somewhat difficult to keep tricks in this regard.
Ye Fan let out a light shout, his body vibrating, his precious body flashing. A phantom of an azure lotus emerged, accompanying him.
The one hundred eight thousand great swords slashed down, barely blocked by this three-leaf azure lotus. All the sword beams were shattered!
"This is..." The Golden Wing Little Peng King's expression solidified, but then he howled.
Tens of thousands of sword beams crisscrossed, piercing to the front, the sky filled with divine light.
The azure lotus swayed, propping up a light screen. The sword beams struck it, seeming ready to shatter at any moment, but they could never break through.
"Indeed, how could the Primordial Saint Body only have a strong physical body!"
"It is said that it can restrain divine phenomena. This is most likely one of the manifestations of the Primordial Saint Body's talent!"
At that moment, Ye Fan moved. He didn't want to passively take hits. This azure lotus was very mysterious; he had yet to fully understand it, accompanying him in the Wheel Sea.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
Ten thousand swords slashed together, the azure lotus swaying, the light screen hazy, ready to break but never extinguishing.
Ye Fan charged to the front, launching a fierce assault. The cauldron forged from Mother Qi of All Things descended, beginning to suppress the Great Desolate Halberd!
"Clang"
The two weapons collided, the sound ear-splitting, spreading for dozens of li.
The nine-meter-tall great cauldron, with Mysterious Yellow Qi cascading from within, heavy as a mountain, continuously pressed down.
The Golden Wing Little Peng King wielded the Great Desolate Halberd, cleaving at the cauldron, his ferocious might overwhelming. The two weapons clashed fiercely.
The cauldron was like a divine mountain, the Great Desolate Halberd like a demonic mountain, smashing out dazzling sparks, like a comet striking the earth, endless ferocity surging in all directions.
"Clang," "Clang," "Clang"...
Needle against wheat, divine mountain against demonic mountain!
Ye Fan blocked the one hundred eight thousand great swords, focusing on battling the Golden Wing Little Peng King wielding the Great Desolate Halberd.
The two had similar physical strength, each with earth-shattering techniques. The battle had reached the point where a victor would soon emerge.
After hundreds of exchanges, thousands of collisions, the Golden Wing Little Peng King's expression turned grim. He felt his arms going numb, barely able to hold the Great Desolate Halberd.
The nine-meter-tall great cauldron, weighing over ten thousand jun, had the might of thunder. Each time it pressed down, it shook his body violently.
The Great Desolate Halberd could withstand it, but he could not. The opponent's divine power was endless, seemingly never depleting, shocking him.
"Boom"
At that moment, Ye Fan reached out with his large hand, grabbing his cauldron. Instead of using divine thought to drive it, he directly smashed it.
"Thud!"
Ye Fan grabbed the great cauldron and ferociously smashed it down, sending the Golden Wing Little Peng King flying on the spot.
After fighting to this point, both were exhausted, but Ye Fan was stronger, his divine power unceasing, still flowing.
"Thud!"
He grabbed the great cauldron and pressed down again, striking the Great Desolate Halberd, producing a sound like heaven and earth splitting.
The Golden Wing Little Peng King was sent flying, blood spilling from his mouth and nose. This wild force, even his physique, could no longer bear it.
"Thud!"
Ye Fan followed up, grabbing the great cauldron, striking again, like Mount Tai pressing down!
The Golden Wing Little Peng King spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flipping backward, blood staining the sky, barely able to hold the Great Desolate Halberd.
"The Golden Wing Little Peng King, who had hope of walking the path of a Great Emperor, has been defeated..."
"The arrogant Golden Wing Little Peng King will be suppressed!"
"The Primordial Saint Body, after all, lives up to the legend, an undefeated myth. Unfortunately, now it can only stop at the Dao Palace Secret Realm."
...
In the distant sky, the crowd was shocked, their feelings mixed, whispering among themselves.
"Beat down that birdman! Isn't he arrogant? Break his bones!" Tu Fei shouted, feeling a sense of relief.
"Set fire! Roast the little bird! My favorite!" The Big Black Dog also yelled.
Nearby, many demons showed killing intent. This was their territory. No matter what the Golden Wing Little Peng King was, he was one of them.
Moreover, he was a king with boundless potential, capable of overshadowing his peers. Even if he couldn't defeat the Primordial Saint Body, it was understandable.
No matter how strong Ye Fan was, he could only stop at the Dao Palace Secret Realm. In the future, he couldn't contend with the Golden Wing Little Peng King, and this little demon king would be unstoppable, forging his own imperial path.
"Clang!"
In the sky, the battle reached its final stage. The two had fought for so long, both were exhausted.
But suddenly, Ye Fan's divine power boiled, his body shining brightly. He held the great cauldron and delivered the final suppression.
"Clang!" "Thud!"...
Nine consecutive great cleaves, the great cauldron grasped in his hand, smashing down nine times.
With the final loud sound, the Great Desolate Halberd was sent flying. The Golden Wing Little Peng King's arms went numb, hanging limply, as he collapsed.
The golden-threaded Heavenly Roc blood stained his body, the Heavenly Roc's flesh trembling from the shock.
"Golden Wing Little Peng King, do you submit?!"
Ye Fan charged over, raising the cauldron to suppress him. His disheveled hair flew, his eyes blazing with divine light, his momentum unstoppable.
"Boom"
The Golden Wing Little Peng King was sent flying again. He let out a sharp howl, transforming into a golden Heavenly Roc dozens of meters long, revealing his true form.
"Swish"
Ye Fan stepped with the Old Madman's footwork, instantly rushing up, standing on the Heavenly Roc's true body, which seemed cast from gold. With his left hand, he held the cauldron to suppress, and with his right hand, he smashed with his golden fist!