# Chapter 568: Inexhaustible Saint Power
Ye Fan held the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow, pulling the dragon sinew string until it formed a full moon. The essence energy of the ten directions poured like water, injecting into the bow body, shining through the heavens. The runes swam like tadpoles, as if they possessed life.
"Swish!"
The bowstring trembled, and a second light arrow shot out, like a startling rainbow, heading straight for Yan Yunluan's throat, emitting a "woo woo" sound as if a demon god had pounced forward with tremendous momentum.
"Clang!"
Yan Yunluan's eyes flashed with divine light. His right hand formed a seal, resembling a Golden Crow soaring across the sky. He slashed fiercely, and the entire space twisted, isolating him from the outside world, his figure blurring.
"Whoosh"
The second arrow brushed past him, still missing. His pupils grew even more brilliant, yet his expression was incomparably cold. He stared at Ye Fan as if looking at a dead man, pacing forward to close in.
"Who exactly is this, daring to strike at a heaven-defying prodigy? The arrow pierces through the void—definitely no ordinary person!"
"This arrow has tremendous killing power. That's a terrifying precious bow."
The onlookers were all astonished, unable to help discussing, and fled far away, afraid of being drawn into the battlefield between these two.
Ye Fan smiled, unconcerned. He pulled the bowstring a third time. Light soared into the sky as a light arrow materialized, forged as if from gold, piercing through the void and flying out.
"Woo..."
This arrow was even more powerful, carving a terrifying great rift across the sky, dark as an abyss, its depths invisible. The golden light arrow was like a Sacred Spirit emerging into the world.
Yan Yunluan stopped in his tracks, showing no sign of underestimating his opponent. He sidestepped to avoid the arrow's edge, then formed a hand seal, flowing with Dao rhythm, and struck forcefully at the arrow shaft.
He had already dodged two arrows. This time he wanted to break the arrow, displaying thunderous methods to strike down Ye Fan and end the battle completely. His face grew even colder.
Suddenly, his expression changed. He sensed a powerful killing intent. Behind him, an unparalleled sharpness aimed at his head and back, approaching like lightning.
Others cried out in alarm. The light arrows from the first two shots had returned, appearing unpredictably, coordinating with the third arrow to strike at Yan Yunluan's vital points.
The Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow was a secret treasure with powerful killing ability. It could lock onto a person's aura, and the light arrows it shot would not stop unless destroyed.
The first light arrow had shattered the mountain peak. The second had brushed past Yan Yunluan. Now both reappeared, flying back with undiminished power, constantly infused with the essence energy of heaven and earth.
"What a treasure! That's a powerful magical artifact!"
"Could that be the legendary Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow? As long as one's strength is sufficient, anything in heaven and earth can be shot down!"
The spectators were all moved, their eyes wide as they stared at the precious bow in Ye Fan's hands, unblinking.
"Swish," "Swish"
The two arrows from before had already passed through the mountain peak and disappeared into the distant sky. Now they suddenly returned, extremely sharp and powerful, filling the air with killing aura.
Yan Yunluan remained calm. He formed Dao seals with both hands, slowly but forcefully tracing patterns. The space there blurred, mysterious and profound, as if a gate had opened.
"What secret art is this? It feels like he's left this world!" someone exclaimed in surprise.
At this moment, Yan Yunluan seemed to have jumped beyond the Three Realms, outside the Five Elements, transcending the constraints of this world, standing in a void.
Three arrows arrived simultaneously, but none struck him. All deviated, disappearing into the horizon, leaving only a terrifying wave and three great spatial rifts.
"What powerful divine arrows! If struck, one would likely face destruction of both body and soul!"
"Yan Yunluan is also terrifying, evading them calmly. Truly not ordinary!"
"Avoidance is useless. Yan Yunluan can only destroy these arrows. He'll probably launch a fierce offensive soon!"
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In the distance, Ye Fan's heart tightened. The other party seemed to have suddenly transcended worldly means, and he could see the mystery—this was definitely a powerful Saint Art!
However, he did not delay. He continued pulling the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow, shooting arrow after arrow. Each light arrow shot required a powerful impact to destroy.
"Swish," "Swish," "Swish"...
Each arrow was stronger than the last. Ye Fan nearly shot the sky to pieces. Nine arrows crossed the air like nine rainbows joined together, destroying all obstacles, their momentum terrifying!
"Clang," "Clang"...
Yan Yunluan, expressionless, had no choice but to act. He wielded a Heaven-Soaring Halberd, slashing in all directions. His dark skin, disheveled black hair, and piercing eyes danced with heavenly wind, as if he would split the very sky!
"Clang," "Clang"...
The great halberd flew horizontally, its gleaming blade flashing with traces of blood energy, shocking the mind. Its killing power was immense. In the distance, the crowd was horrified, their faces changing color.
"With such powerful combat strength, I think he could cut down a Dragon Transformation Ninth Transformation expert. This is truly a prodigy!"
"Hard to believe he has such combat power. We still underestimated him. He's even more terrifying than imagined!"
Everyone exclaimed, their hearts trembling. This prodigy was stronger than they had expected.
Yan Yunluan was of medium build, but when wielding the Heaven-Soaring Halberd, he exuded an overbearing aura, like a War God descending upon the world. His eyes were like lightning, his disheveled hair jet-black, and the gleaming blade of the halberd seized people's souls.
"Puff," "Puff"...
The great halberd cut through the sky, its blade radiating blood energy. Each strike shattered a light arrow, turning it into ten thousand zhang of radiance that dissipated between heaven and earth.
Before long, all nine lightning-like arrows had been smashed to dust. Yan Yunluan, like a god of slaughter, his eyes cold and terrifying, paced through the void, closing in.
"Boom!"
Yan Yunluan raised the Heaven-Soaring Halberd high and slashed down. A thousand-zhang-long divine light burst forth, irresistible, charging toward Ye Fan.
This was the killing light from the halberd's blade, accompanied by streaks of blood energy, murderous and shocking. The countless great mountains around trembled, and the sky seemed about to fall.
"With such combat power, even a Dragon Transformation Ninth Transformation expert would suffer greatly!"
"So this is Yan Yunluan's strength? Truly divine and unstoppable. Those of the same generation need to retreat!"
Nearby, everyone fled far away, afraid of being killed by the terrifying halberd. Such beams of light were enough to slay a Holy Son. One could imagine how terrifying it would be if he wielded the Heaven-Soaring Halberd in battle against many heroes, sweeping out blade light. How many of his generation could withstand it?
Ye Fan formed a seal with his right hand, his aura heavy and condensed, as if embracing a divine moon or pushing a mountain, as if the Dao itself had taken form, and he struck out.
"Boom!"
At his fingertips, a black great mountain appeared, towering into the clouds, majestic, instantly filling the sky, a vast, dark expanse, enough to crush heaven and earth!
Mountain-Embracing Seal!
At this moment, he unleashed one of the Three Great Seals—the Earth Seal among the Heaven, Earth, and Human Seals—its power beyond imagination.
This heaven and earth seemed to shatter, filled everywhere with energy storms and light, like boiling magma, destroying all tangible forms.
The towering black great mountain, pressing down on the sky, majestic and terrifying, rolled forward continuously, breaking through everything, as if it would destroy the world.
And the enormous blade light slashed out by the Heaven-Soaring Halberd was like a galaxy cascading down, boundless and endless. The two collided, and even the residual waves caused the mountain peaks below to collapse.
This was a scene of doomsday. The crowd was terrified, powerless to resist. Everyone's heart trembled, and they could only retreat again and again.
In the end, the black great mountain shattered into pieces. The halberd blade pierced through but quickly disappeared, endless radiance soaring into the sky.
When everything calmed down, everyone was horrified. A single strike from Yan Yunluan's halberd had shattered over a dozen mountain peaks. The scene was one of devastation—broken branches and scattered rocks everywhere!
"An existence beyond human... Such strength is terrifying..."
"He's about the same age as us, yet possesses such combat power. Unimaginable!"
On the other side, Ye Fan's heart was also shaken. Prodigy-level figures were indeed terrifying, beyond ordinary reasoning. A single strike from the Heaven-Soaring Halberd had shattered the sky—too shocking.
It was only because his physical body was unparalleled. If it had been any other Holy Son, they would likely have been cut down already, without any suspense, almost unstoppable!
He needed to enter the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm—this was the thought in his mind. Otherwise, facing such a great enemy who was several minor realms above him, it would be very difficult to kill him. Truly too terrifying.
"You actually survived..." Yan Yunluan seemed deeply surprised. He had been confident in this strike, thinking it could even cut down a Dragon Transformation Eighth Transformation or even Ninth Transformation expert.
His face cold, he strode forward, trampling the void until it trembled. The many mountain ranges below shook, leaves flying wildly, boulders rolling down—incredibly terrifying.
"Daring to draw a bow against me, today I, Yan, will cut you down!"
He was very arrogant. His black hair flew wildly, his eyes flashed with lightning. Though not very tall, holding the Heaven-Soaring Halberd made him like an ancient War God, needing to be looked up to, dominating the world.
Ye Fan sneered coldly. "I haven't lived enough yet. Let me kill you instead!"
He said no more. Holding the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow, he pulled the bowstring, injecting Saint Power into it. Endless essence energy surged madly, lightning flashed and thunder roared, heaven and earth changed color.
At this moment, Ye Fan and the divine bow seemed to become one. Like the bow body, his body was also covered with a layer of mysterious radiance, flowing with powerful aura.
The two fit together, inseparable, as if naturally one. Vast divine power rippled, and a light arrow pierced through heaven and earth, flying out quickly.
"This arrow is useless against me. It can't hurt me at all!" Yan Yunluan's expression was cold, completely unconcerned. He held the Heaven-Soaring Halberd and split it with one strike.
"A heaven-defying prodigy! The divine arrows that can kill Holy Sons can't hurt him at all!" others exclaimed, their hearts quite unbalanced.
Ye Fan was expressionless, showing no emotional change. At this moment, he had only one action: continuously drawing the bow and shooting arrows. The area there was brilliant, completely shrouded in holy light.
"Clang," "Clang"...
Yan Yunluan slashed at the light arrows, producing ear-splitting sounds. A few arrows were not broken and shot into the distance, "Boom," shattering mountain cliffs.
One could imagine how powerful these arrows were, beyond ordinary imagination. Vast waves surged, as if a tsunami were occurring here.
Gradually, Yan Yunluan showed a grave expression. His eyes were terrifyingly divine, and the Heaven-Soaring Halberd in his hand danced even faster. The divine light it slashed severed many mountain peaks.
"No, isn't that the legendary Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow? How can he keep shooting light arrows like this?"
"Legend has it that ordinary people can't bear to pull the bowstring more than a dozen times. He's already shot dozens of arrows!"
The spectators finally noticed this anomaly, all horrified. What background did this person have? Did he have the strength to uproot mountains? How was he inexhaustible?
"Woo woo..."
Arrows pierced the sky. In this very short moment, Ye Fan shot another several dozen arrows. Each arrow was dazzling, like meteors streaking across the sky, shocking the mind.
"Heavens! Over a hundred arrows already! Even a powerful Holy Son would be no more than this."
What was shocking was that Ye Fan's expression did not change. He continued pulling the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow, constantly shooting golden light. In the blink of an eye, over a hundred golden beams shot out, flooding the area ahead.
"Boom!" "Boom!"...
Some divine arrows brushed past Yan Yunluan, each strike shattering a mountain cliff, their power unmatched, sending chills down people's spines.
"Incredible! What kind of power does he possess? Over a hundred divine arrows, and he's still shooting!" Everyone was shaken.
Ye Fan's momentum was like a rainbow. He merged with the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow, gathering the essence of the ten directions. Even the sun flowed down a beam of brilliant divine light, like a waterfall descending.
The arrows he shot grew stronger with each one. In the blink of an eye, he shot another hundred arrows. At this moment, several hundred golden rainbows, extremely dazzling, covered Yan Yunluan.
Moreover, the arrow light continued to increase, becoming more and more terrifying.
"Boom," "Boom"...
Some mountain peaks were blown off by the arrow light, rocks flying and clouds scattering, the scene extremely horrifying. At this rate, Ye Fan would shoot this entire mountain range to collapse!
"Heavens! Is he the incarnation of that barbarian? His Saint Power is inexhaustible, with the posture to uproot mountains. The Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow is invincible in his hands. Yan Yunluan will probably be shot to death!"