Chapter 623: Great Dao Vase
The Nine Secrets were the highest secret arts of Daoism, nine miraculous techniques representing the ultimate extremes of nine different domains, beyond which none could surpass.
Ye Fan deduced his own techniques, comprehending his own Dao. The origin of all this was the Battle Character Art, the fundamental secret of combat, possessing supreme profound meaning.
The golden holy blood within his body boiled, and his blood energy surged out, forming a golden circle that enveloped him from head to toe. Using the Battle Character Art, he manifested the Taiji Circle, rendering all techniques unable to touch him.
Ye Fan moved his hands, and two yin-yang fish swam—one supremely firm and yang, the other supremely soft and yin—intertwining together, breathing in and out the aura of the Dao.
"Bang"
Yin and yang interacted. His hands trembled together, and the yin-yang fish leaped up, flying out of the Taiji Circle. The two fish inhaled and exhaled the breath of the Dao, draining the essence of the ten directions in an instant. Heaven and earth dimmed for a moment.
"Boom!"
Hua Yunfei was sent flying once again, his whole body drenched in blood. He still could not block it, and cracks appeared on his form. Five-colored radiance flickered—his blood contained five lights within.
"The Devouring Demon Art has transformed his physique to this extent..." Ye Fan was astonished. Not only was this great enemy's physical body formidable, even the color of his blood had changed.
Hua Yunfei's expression was solemn, his blue robes stained with blood, yet he still possessed an ethereal temperament. His entire body was coated in a layer of five-colored divine radiance, and his eyes were as clear as small lakes.
"Hum"
This stretch of heaven and earth trembled. His heart was tranquil as he once again executed the Soaring Immortal Art. Power surpassing the ultimate limits of the human body poured down like the Milky Way, then emitted a roar as it surged forward.
Mountains collapsed, seas roared, and chaotic rocks scattered like clouds!
When the Soaring Immortal Art was unleashed, wind and clouds stirred together, heaven and earth lost their color. Although he was not a Great Emperor and could not truly invoke the power of soaring immortals, it was still incomparably terrifying!
On the ground, one great mountain after another collapsed, one mountain range after another sank. Earth and stone burst forth, and dust filled the sky—this was a great cataclysm.
In the sky, clouds from the ten directions were all extinguished, scattered by this terrifying fluctuation, sweeping away everything.
This was the Soaring Immortal Art. Its offensive power could be said to shake the past and startle the present, inspiring fear in anyone who witnessed it, even causing them to tremble. It was the Ruthless Great Emperor's stunning sacred art.
"Bang"
Ye Fan's body was like a twisting flood dragon. His torso bent, serving as the dividing line of yin and yang within the golden Taiji Circle. With a forceful tremor, he shot forward like lightning, clashing head-on with the Soaring Immortal Art.
"Woo..."
A fierce wind howled, sand and stones flew, and the world was a vast blur, all obscured by dust. Vaguely, one could see great mountains being swept up into the sky like straw.
The two fought fiercely. Mountains collapsed and seas roared—a scene of apocalypse. Entire mountain ranges were blasted into the air, drifting like moving continents.
"Boom!"
A violent collision sent rocks flying in all directions. Great mountains shattered. Not a single peak could be preserved, all reduced to dust in this earth-shattering strike.
"Bang"
Ye Fan flew backward, a trickle of golden blood at the corner of his mouth, but he quickly stabilized his form.
On the other side, Hua Yunfei coughed up large mouthfuls of blood. The blood shimmered with five-colored radiance, soaking his robes. He flew back a thousand zhang before stopping.
Below, a desert had appeared. Not only towering ancient trees but even the mountain ranges had vanished, erased from the earth, beaten into a yellow desert.
A lush, mountainous region had been stripped of all life, becoming a barren wasteland where not a single blade of grass grew. Nothing remained.
In the distance, great mountains stood tall, lush and green. Amid the millions of peaks of the Qinling Mountains, such a desert appeared inexplicably bizarre, leaving onlookers stunned.
This was the result of a full-force strike from two great experts!
Hua Yunfei was severely wounded once again. A phoenix cry sounded from within his body, echoing through the nine heavens. Five-colored divine flames blazed fiercely, and his form was restored once more.
The Phoenix Calamity Regeneration Art!
He did not retreat. Instead, with a cold expression, he struck again, executing the Myriad Transformations Sacred Art. He circled around Ye Fan, attempting to breach the golden Taiji Circle.
When these two fought, the spectacle was astonishing. Even the great desert below was transformed by him. The five elements churned, the four extremes collapsed, and everything became hazy.
The Myriad Transformations Sacred Art was said to be capable of dissolving all miraculous techniques in the world, breaking all methods. Yet it could never breach the golden Taiji Circle, could not unravel this perfectly rounded Dao mark.
But Hua Yunfei was persistent. He had been severely wounded several times, yet he charged forward again, continuously attacking, showing no sign of fleeing.
Ye Fan's heart stirred. He knew that his opponent shared the same intention he had earlier—to keep fighting, to ponder each other's sacred arts amid life-and-death combat, purely to elevate themselves.
"That's right. He has the Phoenix Calamity Regeneration Art, so he acts without fear!"
"Boom"
It had to be said that Hua Yunfei's methods were extraordinary and his strength formidable. He transformed entire mountain peaks into the size of pellets, continuously hurling them at Ye Fan—a truly horrifying sight. In his mind, he slowly deduced the divine diagram, seeking a method to break through.
"How long do you think you can hold out?" Ye Fan shouted, increasing the intensity of his assault. He charged forward like a true dragon coiling, shattering eighty-one great mountains in one go.
Dust and sand flew. The endless mountains of the Qinling trembled as the two clashed fiercely. Blood occasionally dripped down, flowing with divine radiance, a startling sight.
"Kill!"
Ye Fan let out a soft cry. The golden Taiji Diagram rotated, and he shot forward like a fleeting light. His hands transformed into yin-yang fish, one yin and one yang leaping up simultaneously.
"Boom!"
Hua Yunfei was sent flying. Many of his bones were broken, and his body was nearly shattered. Five-colored blood flowed from him, sparkling with specks of light.
"Do you have any other tricks? Otherwise, you have no chance!" Ye Fan advanced, his golden blood energy taking form, perfectly rounded and natural, shielding him within.
"The Ruthless Great Emperor was never inferior to anyone in her life, unmatched through the ages. She created the Soaring Immortal Art and the Myriad Transformations Art to counter the Nine Secrets, and they are not inferior to any technique! That I cannot overpower you now is not because the two arts are lacking, but because I have not fully comprehended them."
Hua Yunfei spoke calmly. A phoenix cry resounded as he repaired his body. There was no trace of discouragement in him; instead, he was supremely transcendent.
"You observe my methods, hoping to comprehend the Dao and dismantle my sacred art?" Ye Fan said, completely unconcerned.
"Who is weak and who is strong—it is still too early to say. The Soaring Immortal Art and the Myriad Transformations Art are both world-shaking miraculous techniques. You will see their terrifying aspects."
At this moment, Hua Yunfei's aura changed. His ethereal temperament retracted, and a posture of solitary dominance emerged. His black hair was disheveled, and his eyes were as deep as the starry sky.
"Boom"
An aura of world-destroying power erupted. Overwhelming fluctuations swept the field. All living beings trembled, and the ten directions quaked, as if an ancient Great Emperor had appeared in the world.
Above his head, black light flickered, rapidly interweaving to form a black vase. It gradually became clear and solid, as if eternally indestructible.
Hua Yunfei stood like a god or demon, a terrifying fluctuation spreading from him. He stood silently in the void, his eyes utterly hollow, devouring people's minds.
Threads of black light surged from his crown, forging a vase above his head. Black light flowed, crystalline like ink jade.
It was ancient and natural, its form not overly complex, giving a sense that the grand Dao was simplicity itself. It seemed like a vessel of the Dao, capable of suppressing all heavens and myriad realms, mysterious and unfathomable!
Hua Yunfei forged the Great Dao Vase with his own life essence. This was the tangible form of the "Dao," which in the future could gather boundless dharma power. Even now, it already possessed immense divine ability.
Ye Fan's heart tightened. He had long heard that the Ruthless One was uniquely supreme, her heavenly art unmatched and mysterious, capable of overpowering ancient deities. Now, these mysteries were being revealed one by one.
Hua Yunfei formed a seal with his hands, raising them above his head to form the Great Dao Vase Seal. The mouth of the vase was at the point where his hands joined, inhaling and exhaling the essence of the sun and moon, the primal energy of heaven and earth.
Extreme terror. Boundless killing intent erupted like a flood at this moment. Ye Fan felt as if ten thousand blades were scraping his bones. Targeted by the Great Dao Vase, his entire body felt like it was about to split apart.
This was a bizarre scene. The black-light-shimmering vase faced off against the golden Taiji Circle. Both were inhaling and exhaling the aura of the Dao, with strands of laws interweaving.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a great decisive battle erupted. They charged at each other, engaging in the most terrifying combat.
The black-light-flashing Great Dao Vase suppressed all heavens and myriad realms, possessing indestructible might. It inhaled and exhaled the origin of the great world as it pressed down.
The golden Taiji Circle, natural and Dao-like, shone with brilliant gold. It too was a vessel of the supreme Dao, penetrating all heavens, eternally enduring, indestructible through countless kalpas.
This was a collision of Daos, a confrontation of different profound meanings. Black light and golden light surged between them, drowning all heavens and realms. Nothing remained.
The vast desert melted, becoming a red sea of lava. Boiling magma surged in all directions.
In the distance, great mountains were like straw. The terrifying fluctuations caused them all to topple, rapidly collapsing, erased from the earth.
On the other side, the Immortal Transformation Pool was shrouded in mist. Countless thousands of hectares of blue waves all evaporated. The great lake completely dried up, becoming a massive natural pit.
In an instant, everything was swept away. The confrontation between the black Great Dao Vase and the golden Taiji Circle caused consequences too terrifying to fathom. Who knew how many towering mountains had vanished?
"Boom!"
Further away, one great mountain after another collapsed in succession. Dust rose ten thousand zhang into the air. Heaven and earth were dark and dim as the two fought fiercely, locked in a life-and-death struggle.
The black vase and the golden Taiji Circle clashed violently countless times before finally stopping. The two vessels of the "Dao" hung in the air, and heaven and earth instantly fell silent.
Ye Fan's mouth trickled with strands of golden blood. His body rose and fell unevenly. The Taiji Circle rotated, its luster undimmed, not yet dismantled.
On the other side, the black-light-shimmering Great Dao Vase floated up and down, also undamaged. But it had separated from Hua Yunfei's crown, now hundreds of zhang away.
His body was tattered, nearly shattered, having suffered unimaginable trauma. If not for the Phoenix Calamity Regeneration Art, Ye Fan could have killed him this time.
"Hum"
Hua Yunfei's body emitted black light. From his crown, blood energy pierced the heavens. His body crackled, and the black Great Dao Vase flew over immediately, hovering above his head.
Ye Fan walked forward step by step, wiping the golden blood from the corner of his mouth. "It seems you have no chance to devour my origin. I will send you to the pure land."
Hua Yunfei laughed coldly. "I value the Sacred Body's origin more and more. Nothing is over yet."
Like ink jade, the Great Dao Vase floated up and down, inhaling and exhaling the origin of heaven and earth. Strands of black light cascaded down, drowning him beneath—these were strands of great Dao laws!
In the distance, a beautiful figure had witnessed the entire battle. Li Xiaoman stood like a banished immortal, her robes fluttering, atop a mountain peak.