# Chapter 546: Overlooking All Holy Sons
"Hahaha..."
On every snowy peak, everyone was laughing—some with mockery, some filled with hatred, some with murderous intent, their expressions varied.
A cultivator at the Four Extremes Secret Realm, how could he battle so many people? Among them were even top figures from the older generation. They considered this a joke.
"You want to kill us all? Are you dreaming?!"
They didn't want to give Ye Fan even a single chance. This time, thirteen Holy Son-level figures had gathered together, and they had even invited some Supreme Elders. This was meant to be a certain kill.
"Where is Yiyi?" Ye Fan asked calmly.
"Ye Fan, you still want to save someone? You can't even take care of yourself, yet you're thinking about others. Don't you find that ridiculous?!" Dao Yi Holy Son Li Donglai sneered.
"Bring the person out." Someone in the shadows spoke.
In the distance, on a snowy peak, Liu Yiyi appeared. Her body was thin, very frail, her bare feet stained with blood, her clothes tattered—a truly pitiful sight.
"You really have great magnanimity, laying hands on such a lonely, suffering woman?!" Ye Fan's killing intent grew even stronger.
Among them, many Holy Sons stiffened at these words. They belonged to the same temporary organization, yet none knew each other's true identities.
"Kill-Saint Alliance..." Ye Fan muttered to himself, understanding how they had come together.
"Ye Fan..." Liu Yiyi said pitifully, looking very haggard, calling out from afar: "Don't worry about me, leave quickly. I didn't call for help—they imitated my voice!"
Ye Fan smiled, like a ray of morning light piercing through the gloom, and said: "Don't worry, whether it's real or fake, I came to save you. Nothing will happen."
"Really nothing will happen?" Da Yan Holy Son Xiang Yifei chuckled lightly, saying: "If I publicly cut off her beautiful head, would you be in pain and regret?"
"I know you won't do that. You'd rather see me bleed on this mountain peak, letting more people, including Yiyi, witness my tragic end. Isn't that right?"
"Do you know who we are?" Dao Yi Holy Son Li Donglai mocked.
"Does knowing or not knowing make any difference?" Ye Fan said calmly, sweeping his gaze over everyone, and said: "Release Yiyi. I've kept my promise and arrived here. You can't even do this much, can you?"
"Fine, no problem. As long as you've come, that's enough. She's just an insignificant person." Someone spoke indifferently.
"No, we should make him kneel and beg us!" Wan Chu Holy Maiden Zhao Yanran said coldly, filled with resentment.
At the Wan Chu Holy Land, not only had their Holy Son been killed, but even their Saint Lord had fallen. She wished she could kill Ye Fan on the spot.
"There's nothing to say. Kill him!" Behind the Wan Chu Holy Maiden, a Supreme Elder spoke and was the first to move, flying over like a ghost.
As he moved, everyone pressed forward. No one wanted to fall behind, because Ye Fan carried a heavy treasure—the Primordial Mother Qi Root.
"Clang"
Suddenly, silently, a crack appeared in the void beside Ye Fan. A divine light shot out, slashing toward his head.
"Pfft"
Ye Fan shattered the divine light with one hand, then reversed his hand into a blade seal, plunged it into the void, and split a black-clothed man in half. Blood poured down like a rainstorm.
Throughout this process, he remained very calm, saying: "If you want to kill me, come openly. Why hide your heads and tails like this?"
Everyone quickly pressed close, surrounding him. Killing intent came from all directions, with blades and sword shadows, and various treasures suspended in the void.
"Is there no one who wants to duel with me? Are you all so afraid of me?" Ye Fan taunted.
"I've always wanted to test just how strong you are. Everyone, don't kill him yet. Let me weigh his measure!" Bei Yuan Golden Clan's heir Jin Chixiao spoke.
He was indeed a strong one. Last time, when he manifested a deity into the killing formation, he had displayed Holy Son-level combat power. How terrifying his true cultivation was, it was hard to say.
"Let me try first!" Dao Yi Holy Son Li Donglai shouted. He was the first to strike. Having advanced to the first transformation of the Dragon Transformation realm, he had gained strong confidence.
"Boom!"
Before him, a golden great ship materialized, using the void as its ocean and the essence of heaven and earth as its source. It emitted ten thousand rays of light, charging forward.
"Void-Breaking Divine Ship!" Someone exclaimed in surprise.
This golden warship traversed into nothingness, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Yet its terrifying aura swelled between heaven and earth, as if some evil spirit from the abyss was about to emerge.
It was impossible to judge where it would appear from, or what kind of combat power it would display. Danger lurked in the shadows.
"Boom!"
A sound rang out, like the heavenly drum of the Immortal Realm sounding in the mortal world, deafening. The golden warship abruptly appeared before Ye Fan, crushing down upon him.
Indeed, like a golden great millstone, it rumbled continuously, pressing down so that the surroundings shook. Even though this was a place where a Sacred Spirit had fallen, with mysterious power restraining it, it still trembled slightly like an earthquake, the sound like thunder.
"Boom!"
Facing such a warship, Ye Fan didn't display any other sacred arts. He only threw one punch toward the sky!
His golden fist, like a divine mountain, broke through the void with one punch, heavily striking the ship's bottom, emitting ten thousand rays of light.
"Crack!"
A chilling sound rang out. A crack appeared at the bottom of the golden warship, slowly spreading outward.
"What!"
"How is this possible?"
Everyone was greatly shocked. This was a weapon that had interwoven some laws—though not yet perfected, it was like the Dao manifesting in the world.
"Clang!"
Ye Fan threw his second punch. No fancy moves, only an indestructible iron fist, heavily smashing into the warship, preventing it from crushing down.
"Crack!"
This time, the sound was even louder. A clear, large crack burst open. The ship's hull shook, light overflowing in all directions, spreading like ripples across the snowy mountains.
"Not good!" Dao Yi Holy Son Li Donglai, having advanced to the first transformation of Dragon Transformation, was full of confidence. But he didn't want a life-or-death battle with Ye Fan—only wanted to test him. Yet now he found his precious treasure about to be destroyed.
"Hum"
The golden warship tried to flee, no longer pressing down on Ye Fan. But it was already too late.
Ye Fan's black hair flew wildly. His third punch came smashing down. The force of the golden light was terrifying to hear.
"Clang"
The golden warship was pierced through, and then "boom"—it disintegrated in the void. Various fragments flew everywhere, falling in all directions.
It was comparable to a Saint Lord-level weapon, yet he had shattered it with his bare fists. Everyone was shocked, including the Supreme Elders.
Now, when it came to physical strength, who in this world could compare to him? Everyone was wary in their hearts—if he got close, there would be absolutely no good outcome.
Dao Yi Holy Son Li Donglai was impacted. This was a secret treasure he had recently obtained, which he intended to refine with his life. His divine sense had been immersed in it. Now he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Fan laughed loudly, saying: "That's all you've got? Anyone else want to try? If you can't do it, you might as well all come at once!"
"Clang!"
Da Yan Holy Son drew a jade sword soul, opened his mouth, and spat out a stream of innate essence. With a soft hum, the sword soul disappeared.
From the sky, three innate divine lights descended. Three sword souls were born, transforming into supreme sword embryos, each connecting to a different Dao!
"Human King Sword, slash!" Xiang Yifei shouted.
"Clang!"
The first sword embryo transformed into a cyan light, splitting heaven and earth, spanning the sky like an eternal divine light.
"Pfft!"
Ye Fan stood unmoving, opened his mouth, and spat out a stream of innate essence, meeting it head-on.
Everyone was horrified. The Sacred Body's foundational power was too immense, almost unbelievable. The innate essence he spat out was like a golden great river, flooding the void.
Golden sacred light surged and gushed, dyeing every inch of space blindingly bright. This was the Sacred Body's innate foundational essence, vast as an ocean.
Without any suspense, the so-called Human King Sword shattered with a crack, turning to powder in the void. The sword embryo turned to smoke, burning to ashes.
"Heaven and Earth Sword, vast and chaotic, destroying all things!" Da Yan Holy Son Xiang Yifei shouted. The remaining two sword souls transformed into divine light, slashing down.
"Pfft"
But under Ye Fan's innate unified breath, both sword embryos shattered, ceasing to exist. They hadn't even slashed down before being destroyed.
"That's all you've got? Anyone else want to try?!" Ye Fan laughed loudly, sweeping his gaze over the thirteen Holy Son-level figures, looking down on them.
Although the thirteen Holy Son-level figures didn't know each other's identities, hiding their true faces with secret treasures, they still couldn't help feeling their faces burn.
At this moment, being challenged by one person against thirteen was simply unimaginable. They were all favored children of heaven, and no one had ever dared to do this.
"Why don't you all come at once?" Ye Fan said, laughing without pause, facing the thirteen Holy Sons alone. His tone was relaxed, completely fearless.
Everyone pressed forward together, killing intent shrouding the area.
"Kneel down like a dog and beg us!" Wan Chu Holy Maiden Zhao Yanran said through gritted teeth.
Although she was a woman, and quite beautiful, she was ruthless, her gaze cold and sinister. She hated Ye Fan to the bone, with endless killing intent.
"Women like you can only gang up on me. Otherwise, if one comes, I'll kill one; if two come, I'll kill a pair!" Ye Fan beckoned to her with his finger, saying: "If you're not convinced (bu fu), I'll kill you with one finger. Do you dare to come?"
"So arrogant!"
Beside them, Jin Chixiao finally made his move. His five viscera vibrated together, emitting heavenly sounds, releasing five divine lights.
"Swish," "Swish," "Swish"...
In the void, five deities appeared, evolving the Five Elements. Then earth, fire, wind, and water cycled, opening up a small world born within the heavens.
"Excellent technique! His understanding of space has reached this level!" Even the older generation figures were startled, all of them amazed.
"Break for me!"
Ye Fan didn't dodge. He strode forward to meet it, actively advancing. His hands traced patterns, evolving his own Dao.
It wasn't a sacred art, yet it was still earth-shaking. This was the extreme of force, most suited to his physical body. His entire being transformed into a divine light.
"One force destroys ten thousand laws!"
No spells were cast. Using force to destroy all things—simple and ordinary, one force to break the heavens! His entire body was a weapon, destroying everything.
"Smash!"
The small world evolved from the Five Elements shattered in an instant, disappearing into the void.
Jin Chixiao retreated, not engaging in life-or-death combat, a look of shock on his face.
The Wan Chu Holy Maiden struck from the side. Broken dreams like smoke, a stretch of misty rain rolled in brilliantly.
"Boom!"
In response, the Chaos Azure Lotus appeared beside Ye Fan. Countless misty threads vibrated together, turning everything into dreamlike empty flowers, all disappearing.
The various Holy Sons took turns stepping forward, each testing his depth, each displaying a unique technique.
But no matter how the thirteen prodigies attacked, they couldn't break through. They were all repelled by Ye Fan, and some coughed up large mouthfuls of blood.
"Come at me all together!" Ye Fan laughed again.
"Kill!"
Finally, some charged forward together. Even the older generation figures wanted to make their move, not wanting to give him any more chances.
"Pfft"
"Ah..."
Screams rang out. Blood rain flew everywhere. In that brief instant, Ye Fan suddenly struck with ruthless methods. The All Secret was triggered, the Stride Art was displayed, and he pounced forward to kill.
A Holy Son was immediately torn apart by his bare hands, becoming a pulp of flesh, dying on the spot.
At the same time, the Wan Chu Holy Maiden's arm was torn off by him, blood spraying everywhere.
"You..." The Wan Chu Holy Maiden nearly fainted, retreating into the crowd, her face losing all color, shocked and furious.
"Enough. You've all tested him. Now it's time to kill him!" An elder spoke.
"I was just thinking the same thing!" Ye Fan sneered coldly, facing everyone with a strong stance, revealing a cold smile.