# Chapter 625: Showdown with Li Xiaoman
The giant mountain collapsed, rubble pierced through clouds, the earth sank, and devastation spread everywhere—not a blade of grass grew, becoming a scorched wasteland where all life was extinguished, leaving nothing behind.
Li Xiaoman, dressed in white robes, approached from afar. Her garments fluttered, her black hair flew in the wind, and her eyes were clear as she descended through the air. Compared to before, she hadn't changed much.
On her body appeared a layer of lotus battle armor, gleaming with metallic luster and overflowing with five-colored divine radiance.
"Clang, clang..."
Sounds rang out continuously as the lotus battle armor hummed—clear, crisp, and resonant. Five-colored metallic light flowed as Li Xiaoman stood tall and graceful, covered in divine armor, holding a silver phoenix halberd in her hand.
She slowly raised the phoenix halberd. Silver light flowed like a strand of moonlight falling, and a phoenix cry rang out—clear, melodious, and pleasing. The silver phoenix halberd flickered with icy cold aura.
Covered in five-colored divine armor, Li Xiaoman possessed an ethereal temperament. Her skin became crystalline and sacred as she pointed the war halberd at Ye Fan, a trace of killing intent seeping out.
"I never thought you would ultimately point your halberd at me," Ye Fan said, looking at her, staring at this familiar yet unfamiliar beautiful woman.
Both came from the other end of the starry sky. There had once been a period of love between them, yet in the end, they would face each other in life-and-death combat. He had never imagined there would be such a day.
Li Xiaoman did not speak a single word but only advanced step by step, the silver phoenix halberd pointed at Ye Fan's chest, killing intent filling the wilderness.
Ye Fan knew that everything between them had long become the past. He had thought that even if they met again, it would be as bland as water, but he never expected this life-or-death situation.
He felt there was no real grievance between them. Developing to this point was truly unexpected, somewhat inexplicable, with no reason at all.
"Are you really so heartless, wanting to make a move against me?" Ye Fan looked at her calmly.
After a moment of silence, with a "clang," Li Xiaoman lowered the phoenix halberd and spoke flatly, "You may leave."
"Why should I leave? I haven't eliminated Hua Yunfei yet."
"Then you want to stay and fight me?" Li Xiaoman's voice was calm but carried a chill.
"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Ye Fan stood on the black war chariot, facing the two people before him alone.
"You're forcing my hand." The lotus battle armor on Li Xiaoman flickered, ripples of light undulating outward. The silver war halberd in her hand grew increasingly dazzling.
Ye Fan laughed loudly, though there was a trace of melancholy. After all, they came from beneath the same starry sky and had shared past memories, yet in the end, they faced each other like this. "Both of you, come at me together!"
"Hold that black dragon chariot steady," Li Xiaoman said to Hua Yunfei. She was somewhat wary of the king-rank divine weapon but not overly concerned, as the phoenix halberd in her hand was extraordinary.
"Fine!" Hua Yunfei nodded. The great star suspended above his head grew even more blazing, filling the sky and pressing down toward the black ancient war chariot.
Li Xiaoman's lotus battle armor rustled with a clanging sound. Holding the silver war halberd, she finally made her move. A ribbon-like stream like the Milky Way swirled around her.
The phoenix war halberd in her hand seemed alive, devouring the essence of heaven and earth. It emitted a phoenix cry, then a silver divine phoenix soared up, charging forward.
Li Xiaoman swung the war halberd, slashing diagonally at Ye Fan's neck. She struck with a ruthless hand, showing no mercy, aiming to sever his head—very decisive and straightforward.
At the same time, Hua Yunfei urged the great star, fully suppressing the black ancient war chariot, preventing Ye Fan from using the king-rank divine weapon to fight back, forcing him to struggle.
Ye Fan sneered. He swung the God-Slaying Whip, striking the silver war halberd. A clear, piercing sound rang out, like a great bronze bell tolling.
He stood unmoving on the war chariot. "You're not good enough yet!"
Li Xiaoman's body trembled violently. She flew backward a great distance, but she wasn't seriously injured. Her pupils burst forth with two golden beams, overflowing with a powerful aura, and she let out a light cry.
At this moment, a mysterious divine power fluctuation surged forth. Her pupils turned into golden eyes, and her entire being gained an inexplicable divine charm, like a sacred spirit being born.
This was a very strange transformation. Golden light flowed all over her body, like a deity descending to the mortal world. Behind her appeared a terrifying scene.
An unknown existence, godlike and lofty, stood high above. Beneath its feet lay many golden-bodied arhats, and even bodhisattvas, with sacred blood flowing.
Li Xiaoman became somewhat eerie. When her pale golden eyes opened and closed, they shot out two terrifying beams of light, yet her entire being grew increasingly sacred and inviolable.
Her cloud-like hair was nearly turning golden. The lotus battle armor also seemed cast from gold, slowly changing color. Only the most extraordinary phoenix halberd in her hand remained silver, flickering with sacred light.
"This powerful force is definitely not at the Dao Palace Secret Realm..." Ye Fan's heart jumped. He felt that Li Xiaoman was very wrong (bu dui jin).
Li Xiaoman was like cast from gold, her skin crystalline, but she was enveloped in golden sacred light. She walked step by step, without a trace of mortal dust, carrying an indescribable pressure, completely different from her original temperament.
"Whose power is this?!" Ye Fan shouted loudly and made the first move. He drove the black war chariot, swinging the God-Slaying Whip forward.
The great star in the sky trembled violently, blocking the ancient war chariot. Hua Yunfei used the Soaring Immortal Force to intercept, not allowing him to approach.
Ye Fan let out a long roar. The golden Taiji circle outside his body was dazzling and resplendent, revolving yin and yang, flowing with the power of life and death. The gate of life faced himself, while the gate of death turned toward the Soaring Immortal Force.
"Clang!"
Li Xiaoman struck. The phoenix war halberd in her hand hummed softly, transforming into a divine phoenix that charged forward. It collided violently with the God-Slaying Whip. This time, they were evenly matched.
Ye Fan didn't believe she could cultivate to this level. That golden sacred power definitely didn't belong to her—eerie and mysterious, making him extremely wary, but he couldn't figure out the situation.
He wasn't afraid. Using the Battle Character Art to evolve the Taiji circle, he stood on the dragon chariot holding the God-Slaying Whip, battling Li Xiaoman. His divine power was inexhaustible, his blood energy like an eternal divine furnace, burning fiercely.
"Both of you, come die together!" Ye Fan sneered, elevating his combat power to the Eight Prohibitions Domain.
Hua Yunfei laughed brightly. The Great Dao Vase rose and fell as he decisively struck with the Phoenix Wing Golden Halberd. He wasn't a rigid person—the concept of single combat was nothing but smoke to him. He acted without any taboos.
Ye Fan was already locked in fierce battle with him, a formidable opponent, and now with reinforcements arriving, the fight became even more difficult.
"Hum—"
The void trembled. Li Xiaoman's body flowed with sacred divine radiance, as if draped in a divine diagram. Three hundred and sixty-five small golden vortexes appeared on her body's surface.
Each golden vortex seemed connected to a world, unfathomably deep. Within each sat a golden figure, solemn and dignified, like a sleeping deity.
Ye Fan used the golden Taiji circle to shake back Hua Yunfei, dissolving the Soaring Immortal Force and lightly wounding him again. Then, like a flood dragon, he charged toward Li Xiaoman.
A vast heavenly sound rang out. Li Xiaoman was enveloped in golden light. From the three hundred and sixty-five small golden vortexes came divine sounds like Zen chanting.
"What is this?!"
Ye Fan's body trembled violently. If not for the golden Taiji circle blocking it, making him immune to all techniques, he would likely have had his eardrums pierced by this mysterious heavenly sound, stabbing into his sea of consciousness.
"Boom!"
He evolved the Battle Character Art, swinging the God-Slaying Whip, striking at Li Xiaoman's head. With unstoppable divine power, he shattered all techniques and crushed the vacuum!
The sky collapsed. Li Xiaoman retreated, but the three hundred and sixty-five small golden vortexes on her body grew deeper, blooming with sky-piercing light.
The vast heavenly sound was like a world-destroying millstone turning. The divine sound ground everything together, continuously crashing against the golden Taiji circle, carrying the force of billions of tons.
"Bang!"
The endless void underwent great destruction. Under this vast divine sound, it shattered completely, leaving only the three hundred and sixty-five golden vortexes spinning.
"Boom!"
The golden Taiji circle trembled violently. Ye Fan, with Eight Prohibitions combat power, opened wide and closed fiercely, pushing his strength to the ultimate limit. He shattered the dazzling golden light and brought the God-Slaying Whip crashing down.
"Bang!"
A terrifying thing happened. From each of the three hundred and sixty-five golden vortexes, a divine light shot out, forming a golden hand that blocked the God-Slaying Whip.
Otherwise, the wooden whip shaped like a sword-staff would have definitely broken Li Xiaoman's bones and tendons—she couldn't have withstood it.
"This isn't your power!" Ye Fan's heart trembled violently. He sensed a dangerous aura, somewhat familiar, but couldn't clearly identify who it belonged to.
Li Xiaoman let out a light cry. Golden light blazed from her eyes like a female war goddess. A patch of golden light flew up from within her body, like an ancient scroll diagram.
The three hundred and sixty-five golden vortexes were all on it, detaching from her body's surface, forming a diagram that enveloped Ye Fan, trying to suppress him beneath it.
In that instant, Dao sounds, Zen chants, and sacrificial hymns seemed to pierce through time from ancient times—vast and solemn, sacred and peaceful, descending from the golden ancient scroll!
Ye Fan vaguely saw that within the three hundred and sixty-five golden vortexes, the seated golden figures all opened their eyes. They were definitely the same person, because their gazes were identical, belonging to a single deity.
"Boom!"
Zen chants resounded through heaven and earth. A golden temple formed from heavenly sounds descended from the sky. Inside, golden-bodied arhats bled, bodhisattvas lay fallen, and seven-colored divine blood flowed—terrifying beyond measure—pressing down toward Ye Fan.
"Whose power is this? I must have seen it before..." Ye Fan felt a trace of unease in his heart.
"Boom!"
At the same time, Hua Yunfei urged the great star to descend as well, carrying the king-rank divine weapon to grind away his divine power, killing mercilessly.
Ye Fan shouted loudly. Within the golden Taiji circle, he transformed into a dragon-shaped Dao mark, pushing yin and yang with both hands, evolving the power of life and death, single-handedly resisting two great experts!
In this moment, the golden Taiji circle, the dragon chariot, and the God-Slaying Whip merged into one, coalescing into a single whole.
The great star above Hua Yunfei's head trembled. Cracks appeared on his form, and the golden temple also shook violently, unable to stabilize.
Ye Fan let out a long roar. His combat power boiled over, rising to the Eight Prohibitions Domain. He soared into the sky, fiercely clashing with the two powerful enemies.
"Boom!"
A thunderous sound rang out. The perfect golden Taiji circle merged with the dragon chariot, surging forth with an ocean-like force.
"Bang!"
Hua Yunfei suffered severe injury, flying backward together with the great star. At the same time, Li Xiaoman's body also shook, and she spat out several large mouthfuls of blood.
Ye Fan's eyes were cold. He transformed into a divine light and chased after them, wanting to kill both. "Even if you join forces, it's useless!"