Chapter 624: The King is Invincible
The Great Dao Vase was pitch-black and crystalline, floating and sinking. It was the carrier of the "Dao," cascading streaks of black light that submerged Hua Yunfei beneath them—these were strands of law!
At this moment, he too was impervious to all techniques, his entire being vast and distant like the "Dao," growing ever more unfathomable. The vase protected his body, providing him with boundless dharma power.
Although this vase had not yet fully taken form, it already possessed infinite divine energy and a sea of dharma power. Each time it breathed, it exchanged essence with the primordial source of heaven and earth.
"Soaring Immortal Art!"
"Ten Thousand Transformations Art!"
Hua Yunfei shouted. This time, with the Great Dao Vase merged with him, it was vastly different. His left hand wielded the Soaring Immortal Art for offense, while his right hand used the Ten Thousand Transformations Art to dismantle his opponent's secret techniques. Heaven and earth intermingled, dragon and phoenix harmonized—far surpassing before!
As the ripples emerged, an entire mountain range ahead turned to powder, ceasing to exist. The terrifying power of the attack was evident; the Soaring Immortal force was fearsome.
Ye Fan's heart tightened. Other secret techniques were useless, all dissolved by the Ten Thousand Transformations Art. At this moment, he only activated the Nine Secrets, reinforcing the Golden Taiji Circle.
This was a life-and-death battle. There was no denying that Hua Yunfei, whether in physique or combat power, could look down on his generation. His future achievements were immeasurable.
In this decisive life-and-death battle, the two fought until heaven and earth shattered. Many great mountains were leveled to the ground, countless waterfalls flowed backward into the sky, and magma erupting from underground dyed the heavens red.
The Golden Taiji Circle was dazzling and brilliant. Each rotation was a cycle of yin and yang, life and death—judging the enemy's death and affirming one's own life, mysteriously unmatched.
On the other side, the Great Dao Vase grew even more enigmatic, evolving the laws of all heavens. Strands of light cascaded down, wrapping Hua Yunfei within, expounding the wondrous principles of the Dao.
At this moment, whether it was the offensive Soaring Immortal Art or the technique-dismantling Ten Thousand Transformations Art, both far surpassed their former selves. The laws of myriad realms infused them, essence empowered them, making them terrifying beyond compare.
Hua Yunfei acted decisively. He was cold and ruthless now. Even the mere residual waves of his charge, just a light graze, turned the earth into a wasteland—mountains and rivers reduced to powder, not a blade of grass surviving.
Ye Fan's heart leaped. The Soaring Immortal Art and Ten Thousand Transformations Art were indeed profoundly mysterious. If not for his use of the Battle Character Art to evolve the Taiji Circle, he would likely have faced bitter defeat today.
"Boom"
The two collided, a life-and-death duel. Both suffered internal force, spitting blood as they flew backward.
Ye Fan calmed his mind, evolving his own Dao. His body was crystalline, like seven-colored glass. The Taiji formed a circle, the most fundamental Dao mark, the primal trajectory of the Great Dao.
He breathed in the essence of heaven and earth, feeling the pulse of the entire great world, merging with this universe. He became the executor of the Dao—each strike breaking myriad laws, each movement the will of the Dao.
"Boom," "Boom"...
The two mighty experts clashed repeatedly, each displaying unparalleled mysteries. They fought until the sky darkened and the sun lost its light. The entire mountain range was scarred and battered, countless spiritual lands destroyed, mountains and rivers shattered.
Many great lakes vanished with a single strike. Not only did the lake water evaporate instantly, but even the dry pits turned into deserts. Nothing could stop them; all things were destroyed.
The Qinling Mountains stretched millions of miles, vast and boundless, without end. Otherwise, if the battle had spilled out, it would have caused immense suffering, killing countless humans.
Even so, numerous birds and beasts suffered greatly. Many perished in this shocking battle, buried in the dust along with the collapsing mountains.
In this battle, three lakes named after the Transformation Immortal Pool had already disappeared. It was easy to imagine how vast the scope of their battle was—this was a great calamity.
In the Qinling Mountains, birds, beasts, and all living creatures trembled in fear. They fled from afar, restless and terrified, as if escaping an apocalypse.
The battle was brutal. Both were wounded—golden blood and five-colored blood continuously fell from the high sky. But their eyes grew colder; neither frowned. They abandoned life and death, fighting without pause.
The Great Dao Vase, with myriad laws cascading down in strands, merged with Hua Yunfei into one. Black light flowed, making him increasingly dangerous. The Soaring Immortal Art and Ten Thousand Transformations Art unleashed their full mysteries, like the sun hanging in the sky, complete and flourishing.
"Boom," "Boom"...
The two fought fiercely, their lips stained with blood. Both flew backward, then charged together again. Though the battle was intense, each remained calm in their heart, even at this critical moment studying the other's "Dao."
The Golden Taiji Circle grew more wondrous. Each rotation marked a division of yin and yang, life and death.
Ye Fan bathed in the light of life, like a divine god, heroic and majestic, commanding the mountains and rivers. Each strike released a wave of death light, destroying all things.
At this moment, a primordial aura spread, as if returning to the time before heaven and earth were divided. Everything reverted to the original, with only the evolution of the source, the flow of yin and yang qi.
"Chi"
The Taiji Circle turned lightly, shooting out death light to attack the Great Dao Vase. The battle had reached its final stage.
"Boom"
The Great Dao Vase contained boundless dharma power, evolving the laws of all heavens. It was indestructible, a perfect divine object. It only shook violently but suffered no damage.
However, Ye Fan's fierce attack achieved results. The Great Dao Vase could not be destroyed, but it could be severed. With his powerful combat strength, he cut through the strands, trying to break its connection with Hua Yunfei.
"Boom"
The Great Dao Vase finally shifted slightly, no longer centered above Hua Yunfei's crown, nearly flying away.
The two fought from noon until the red sun moved westward. Wherever they passed, the land was scorched, turned into barren earth.
At this moment, they finally saw a victor. Ye Fan continuously struck heavy blows, his killing moves relentless, one after another.
"Ah..."
Hua Yunfei let out a great cry, his hair disheveled. He had suffered a major loss, struck by Ye Fan's dragon-shaped Dao mark curve and sent flying, nearly split in two.
"Boom"
In the distance, a mountain peak collapsed as his body fell there, five-colored blood flowing. But he quickly stood up from the dust.
"You die, I live—one person walks out." Hua Yunfei grew fierce. Opening his mouth, he spat out a star, fist-sized, which hovered above his head.
"Indeed, you die, I live—one person walks out!" Ye Fan said as well. Opening his mouth, a black chariot the size of an inch appeared in his palm, black light flowing like a small dragon.
A King-ranked Divine Weapon!
A treasure weapon that could sweep across the same rank, invincible under heaven. With no sages in the world, if wielded by a Saint Lord, no one in the Five Great Domains could oppose it!
During the battle, they had long sensed the King-ranked Divine Weapons within each other's bodies, both on guard. Once such weapons were unleashed, rivers of blood would flow, and living beings would suffer.
Above Hua Yunfei's head, the star shimmered with brilliant light. This was the supreme treasure of the Grand Mystery Star Peak, previously sealed and gradually unsealed by him over the past two years.
This was a divine object, left by the founder of Grand Mystery. Legend said it was formed from a real star, while others claimed it was actually a legendary Saint Weapon, its fundamental star soul concealed.
"Boom"
The star turned, like the creation of a world. A single great star, infinite and boundless, filled the sky, as if arriving in an outer star domain. This sole great star dominated the heavens.
On the other side, the inch-long black chariot in Ye Fan's palm grew to several zhang in length, pitch-black like ink, carved with dragons and phoenixes. He stood upon it.
This was the chariot he had seized from Wang Teng's younger brother—that nine-year-old monstrous prodigy. He had subdued it at the time with the Nine Divine Weapons; otherwise, it would have been very troublesome.
Now, he had given the Nine Divine Weapons to Pang Bo, and this black dragon chariot was his, ready to face challenges from other King-ranked Divine Weapons without worry.
A King-ranked Divine Weapon duel was devastating. Any tangible being struck by it, no matter how great a hero, could not escape death. It was the most fearsome thing.
Their first strike caused the earth within over twenty li to sink dozens of zhang deep, completely leveled. The mountains on the ground turned to dust in an instant.
"Hua Yunfei, you're finished. You should have lost long ago. Repeatedly using the Phoenix Calamity Rebirth Art has left you at the end of your strength. I'll send you on your way!"
Ye Fan stood on the black dragon chariot, holding the God-Slaying Whip. His black hair flowed like a waterfall, cold lightning flashing in his eyes. Like an Immortal King descending to the mortal world, he was utterly calm before the star that dominated heaven and earth.
"In this battle today, I have indeed suffered great damage. The Phoenix Calamity Art consumed most of my essence; I'll need a long time to recover. The Sacred Body lives up to its reputation. You, this worldly divine medicine, I will surely pluck one day and refine in my cauldron! Today, it's hard for you to keep me here, but I can make you pay a certain price."
Hua Yunfei's lips flowed with five-colored blood, but his battle intent was high. He urged the great star above his head downward, approaching with his Phoenix Wing Gold Halberd in hand.
The star that filled the sky cascaded down ten thousand laws. Each strand could kill a peer of the same rank; if struck, survival was difficult.
The black chariot also surged with infinite Dao marks, each like a true dragon, tearing open void realms, breaking all things, destroying everything.
King-ranked Divine Weapon against King-ranked Divine Weapon!
At the same time, Ye Fan swung the God-Slaying Whip, clashing fiercely with the Phoenix Wing Gold Halberd in Hua Yunfei's hand as they fought together.
Throughout this, the Golden Taiji Circle and the Great Dao Vase also floated and sank. The Battle Character Art, Stride Art, Soaring Immortal Art, and Ten Thousand Transformations Art all manifested.
This was a true life-and-death battle. Both used every means, holding nothing back.
Ye Fan let out a long roar. He was determined to keep Hua Yunfei here, unwilling to give him a way out. Opening his mouth, his essence surged like rivers and seas, merging into the Golden Circle.
"Clang," "Clang"...
He swung the God-Slaying Whip, striking hundreds or thousands of times in a single breath, enough to split heaven and earth. All blows landed on the Phoenix Wing Gold Halberd.
The Phoenix Wing Gold Halberd was a secret treasure, eternally solid and undamaged, but it bore infinite divine force. Unable to dissipate it, the force injured its master.
"Pfft," "Pfft"...
Hua Yunfei coughed blood continuously, half his body stained red, flashing with five-colored light. Even with the Phoenix Calamity Rebirth Art, he could not hold out. Rebirth could not go on endlessly; it would drain his essence.
"Dong"
Hua Yunfei offered up a green copper pagoda, broken and incomplete. Originally nine stories, only five remained, emitting a terrifying pressure.
"A broken King-ranked Divine Weapon..." Ye Fan's eyes flashed with divine light. "Unless you have a Sage's weapon, nothing you bring out now will be useful!"
The black chariot charged forward, clashing with the great star. He swung the God-Slaying Whip, striking with lightning speed, each blow capable of shattering heaven and earth.
"Pfft"
Hua Yunfei was shaken, spitting large mouthfuls of blood. Clearly unable to hold on, he was about to flee far away, but he smiled, saying, "You can't kill me. I'll return soon. There are many 'Immortality Pills' in the mortal world for me to refine. By then, you'll be far from my match."
"In this world, the strongest thing is not physique, not ancient scriptures, not divine medicine, but one's own heart, one's own Dao. If you dare appear before me, I will kill you—just like now!"
In the distance, a beautiful figure flew over. Her white clothes were purer than snow, her black hair like clouds, like a celestial walking on waves. Her graceful, delicate body was outlined by her flowing robes, elegant and charming.
"Junior Sister Xiaoman, kill him. He's nearly exhausted now too," Hua Yunfei said.
Ye Fan stood on the ancient black war chariot, holding the God-Slaying Whip, cold light flashing in his eyes. He quietly watched Li Xiaoman. Both came from the other end of the starry sky. He did not want to strike, but if she showed killing intent, he would have no choice but to be ruthless.