# Chapter 697: One Qi Transforms into Three Purities
Yin Tianzhi severed his arm to stop the bleeding, his gaze cold and bitingly frigid, his five-colored dragon robe rustling in the wind, the purple-gold crown on his head gleaming brilliantly. His expression was extremely ferocious.
Since his birth, aside from his elder brother, no one had been able to suppress him with a single technique, to tear off one of his arms in physical combat. This made his blood boil with rage.
He pointed a finger, and his entire arm turned crimson red, transforming into a phoenix wing. Auspicious radiance surged upward, and crimson rays dazzled the eyes.
Ye Fan sidestepped to avoid it. The enchanting red light brushed past his shoulder, piercing through not just one stone mountain but a divine rainbow that shot through the sky, penetrating thirty-six peaks in succession. All were pierced through, the finger holes perfectly round, transparent from front to back.
This finger strike possessed immense power, condensing a trace of indestructible divine nature. It was unstoppable, capable of destroying all things, annihilating myriad beings.
Yin Tianzhi's pupils were bloodshot, as intimidating as two demon blades. His aura was like the blazing sun. His ten fingers spread wide, and crimson rays shot out one after another.
Each finger was like a Vermilion Sky Sword, bright red as if dripping, crystal clear and dazzling. Divine rays like silk threads pierced through this small world, leaving it in tatters.
Ye Fan avoided its edge. After careful observation, he formed hand seals with both hands and decisively struck, directly sending the Heaven-Overturning Seal crashing over.
With a thunderous roar, the entire sky turned over. This was a supreme Dao seal passed down through the human race. The higher the cultivator's understanding of the Dao, the greater its power.
The seal was like the azure sky, square and solid, descending like the Jade Seal of the Heavenly Emperor, destroying all things. Dragon qi cascaded down like countless threads, countless times more powerful than in years past.
None could withstand it!
The Heaven-Overturning Seal, like the sky collapsing, turned all crimson rays into passing smoke and ashes with a single strike, extinguishing everything!
Yin Tianzhi was crushed, his bones creaking. He was sent flying dozens of zhang, smashing through a stone mountain and buried beneath it.
He had bathed in the blood of the Undying Divine Phoenix, making his physical body terrifying to the point of being monstrous. Among his peers, it was hard to find anyone who could match him. Yet now he was being suppressed instead.
Ye Fan followed up, forming the Human King Seal, like the lord of the human race descending upon the world. This supreme Dao seal covered the sky and earth, striking in all ten directions, wiping this shattered mountain flat from the ground, leaving not even debris behind.
This patch of earth became barren, with nothing left, bare and empty. The majestic ancient mountain had vanished.
In the distance, the wild flood dragon had transformed back into a child, stunned and dumbfounded, his face pale. Yin Tianzhi's physical body was incredibly powerful, even praised by the master of the Eight Scenery Palace, yet now it was being overpowered!
"What kind of freakish physique is this? Could it be the legendary ancient War Emperor Body that my master spoke of?!"
The child was greatly alarmed. If Yin Tianzhi died, when the master of the Eight Scenery Palace emerged from seclusion, even he would face a catastrophic disaster. There would be no escape, whether ascending to heaven or diving into the earth.
In the distance, the earth's strata fractured. Rocks shot up like smoke, flying toward the high sky in a vast expanse, blotting out the sun and moon.
Yin Tianzhi burst out. He had been absolutely suppressed just now. Ye Fan's Human King Seal had flattened the ground, and he was powerless to resist. He had fled underground and emerged from this direction.
His expression was cold and fierce. This had never happened before. He had never suffered such a great defeat. Bathing in the blood of the Undying Phoenix—this heaven-defying divine substance, rare even in a thousand lifetimes—allowed a person to shed their mortal form and develop an indestructible body. Yet now it still couldn't stop the person before him.
"Purple Qi from the East, surging for thirty thousand li!" Yin Tianzhi shouted. A sea of purple qi surged from the east, instantly filling heaven and earth. It was noble beyond words, captivating the soul.
"The inheritance of Laozi!" Ye Fan was startled. This was a heaven-defying technique of that ancient man, once manifested when he left the Hangu Pass to the west.
A sound like a tsunami erupted. Purple qi surged from behind Yin Tianzhi, like ten thousand ancient stars falling, all their light gathered together.
It was also like a ten-thousand-year-old ancient demon venerable, appearing across the sky. Demonic qi flooded the heavens, rampaging in all ten directions. Every inch was purple radiance, every inch was purple flame.
The vast purple qi engulfed Ye Fan, attempting to refine him. Many stone mountains were evaporated, turning into smoke, unable to exist.
This was a terrifying offensive secret technique. Yin Tianzhi had only received a partial inheritance from his elder brother, yet it was enough to look down upon the world.
Anyone facing such a supreme secret technique would be greatly alarmed. Entire majestic mountains were evaporated, disappearing like water vapor—extremely frightening.
Ye Fan showed no trace of contempt. Instead, his expression was solemn. He used his body as a seal, drawing upon Dao traces, manifesting the Golden Taiji Circle to resist the Purple Qi from the East divine technique.
Sword cries and phoenix chants rang out one after another within the purple light. Blades and swords clashed, undying divine phoenixes danced, crisscrossing within the purple mist, all striking the golden circle.
Unfortunately, all techniques passed like clouds, fleeting by. Ye Fan stood unmoved, defending against the attacks. Moreover, after stabilizing the situation, he walked forward, pressing closer.
With each step he took, this sacred land trembled, as if an ancient deity was moving, the azure sky about to press down.
Yin Tianzhi's expression changed. He truly didn't want to engage in physical combat with Ye Fan anymore. Having suffered two major losses, his heart was fearful. He quickly retreated, deciding to use Dao techniques to fight.
"Supreme Pure One Qi Chaotic Yuan Slash!"
He turned into nothingness, retreating backward, but a Supreme Pure qi descended from the sky, giving birth to chaos. It transformed into a chaotic heavenly blade thousands of zhang long, splitting down vertically.
It must be said, this was an extraordinary offensive sacred technique. Ye Fan continuously changed his methods to counter it. Between the two, sparks flew everywhere, divine clouds scattered, chaos churned—extremely fierce.
Yin Tianzhi could dominate the world, contending with sect masters. At this age, he was definitely world-shaking. But ultimately, he was no match for Ye Fan. He was slapped by a golden giant hand, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.
Even with his body baptized by phoenix blood and having received part of the Supreme Pure secret techniques passed down by his elder brother, he still couldn't prevail. This was mainly because Ye Fan, as a Sacred Body, had reached the second level of the Immortal Platform, far beyond what ordinary sect masters could compare to!
"Phoenix blood is nothing special!"
"What physique do you actually have?!" Yin Tianzhi asked. He was truly shocked. Ye Fan could suppress him with just his physical body, matching his phoenix-blooded flesh.
"What physique isn't important. What matters is the individual." Ye Fan sneered, pressing forward, striking out powerfully again.
"You're right. What physique, what status—none of it matters. What's important is cultivation and the person. Today, I'll make you understand that the Eight Scenery Palace is a sacred land of the world, and no one may offend it." Yin Tianzhi shouted.
At this moment, his countenance was solemn and dignified. A wisp of Supreme Pure qi surged out, evolving before him into a Dao sword, slashing over in an instant.
Ye Fan was unafraid. He shattered it with a single punch, but the Dao sword was reborn, never extinguishing.
"Are you stalling for time?" Ye Fan sneered, continuously breaking the Dao sword, then stepping with the Stride Art to press forward.
"Let me show you the Eight Scenery Palace's most secret art, to slay you with it!" Yin Tianzhi shouted coldly. He had finally prepared.
Above his head, three auspicious clouds appeared. Then, three beams of immortal light surged from his crown, continuously transforming, evolving toward human forms.
"One Qi Transforms into Three Purities!"
In the distance, the child exclaimed in shock. He hadn't expected the master of the Eight Scenery Palace to teach even this supreme divine technique to his younger brother.
Ye Fan's heart also trembled. This wasn't an external incarnation. This was a true self, far more powerful than an incarnation in combat, equivalent to several selves fighting simultaneously.
"Chi"
The three beams of immortal light merged with the auspicious clouds, transforming into three Daoists. Each was identical to Yin Tianzhi, striding forward to press closer.
Ye Fan's heart tightened. Having one Yin Tianzhi in the world was already remarkable enough. Now, suddenly having three more would make anyone fearful.
These four true selves weren't incarnations. They fought together, terrifying and frightening. The four were of one mind, without distinction between primary and secondary, attacking in unison.
"Surrender your life!" Yin Tianzhi was extremely arrogant. If one couldn't defeat Ye Fan, then adding three more of himself—surely that would be enough?
"Dang"
A soft sound rang out above Ye Fan's head. Mother Qi of All Things cascaded down as he suspended the cauldron. He didn't use the black gourd's flames but wanted to rely on true strength to fight, testing the progress of the past seven years.
"That's it, that's the Mother Qi of All Things. My elder brother wants to refine a Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Linglong Pagoda. You've delivered it at just the right time."
The four Yin Tianzhis—one wielded a green sword, one suspended an ancient pagoda above his head, one spat out a precious mirror, and one shook a great bell.
These four great killing weapons were all activated together. He used his strongest combat power to attack Ye Fan. Sword rays, bell waves, mirror light, and pagoda body rotated, cold light shining on iron armor.
Ye Fan's expression was solemn. Facing four top-tier experts, anyone would struggle. He fought with all his might, wielding the God-Slaying Whip, with Mother Qi of All Things hanging above his head, engaging in fierce combat.
These figures moved like lightning and fire, almost entangled together. Dharmic power surged to the heavens, killing intent filled the air, locked in an inextricable life-and-death struggle.
Although Ye Fan was in danger, he had noticed that Yin Tianzhi seemed very anxious, eager to kill him immediately, having lost his composure.
Finally, he understood why. Two of the true selves suddenly made a soft "bo" sound, rapidly dissolving, reverting to two masses of pure qi.
"What One Qi Transforms into Three Purities? You've only barely manifested one Pure One. You wanted to use this to eliminate me?!"
Ye Fan sneered. After transforming into a Taiji form, he sent out a dragon-shaped ripple. With a clang, it split the ancient pagoda. Then, opening wide and closing tight, he charged forward.
In the end, after five hundred rounds of battle, he wielded the God-Slaying Whip and shattered one Yin Tianzhi, turning him into a stream of pure qi. The other fled directly.
"Trying to leave? Didn't you want my Mother Qi of All Things?" Ye Fan pursued closely from behind.
In the Xuan Du Cave, a large expanse of blazing radiance surged upward. A complex array pattern emerged, and at the same time, a void realm opened, revealing a new world.
Yin Tianzhi and the child rushed inside. Ye Fan was blocked outside, hindered by the array pattern. In a brief glance, he saw the words "Supreme Pure Sacred Realm" within the void realm.
"This really is Laozi's cultivation ground!" Ye Fan's heart trembled.
Moreover, he activated his Heavenly Eye, straining to peer into the depths. He saw a stretch of ancient halls, simple and natural.
"Is that the Eight Scenery Palace?!"
The void slowly closed. Ye Fan couldn't enter. His heart was very unsettled. There was definitely Laozi's inheritance inside. If he could obtain it, it would greatly enhance his combat power.
"Forget it. He still has an elder brother, who should be even stronger. That's the true inheritor of Laozi. I've just arrived at the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain. It's best not to provoke them for now."
Ye Fan turned to leave. He wanted to first understand this world. He knew nothing about everything here. This realm from ancient Chinese mythology should hold countless secrets.
But just as he turned around, a loud shout came from behind: "Coming to the Eight Scenery Palace to cause trouble and still wanting to leave? Either be a slave for eternity, or die immediately."
Within the Supreme Pure Sacred Realm, Yin Tianzhi raised his hand and sacrificed a gleaming iron ring, striking out, splitting heaven and earth!
Ye Fan sensed extreme danger. This weapon was astonishing. Could it be the Vajra Ring that Laozi forged when he left the Hangu Pass to the west?
At this moment, he actually felt a sense of powerlessness to resist. So this fellow had gone to retrieve this ring, which was why he had become arrogant again.
"Country bumpkin! Although my master is in closed death-seclusion, he left behind a sacred object. One weapon is enough to crush you to death!" The child also shouted arrogantly.
"Slave your grandfather! Crush your uncle!" Ye Fan's face darkened. These two deserved a beating, deserving to be killed a hundred times over. They might as well have "I deserve a slap" written on their faces.
"Boom"
Without caring about anything else, he activated the black gourd, urging the blazing sacred flames. In an instant, nine-colored mist threads surged to the heavens, enveloping the area ahead.
"Ah..." The child screamed. He instantly became a fire flood dragon, then turned into charcoal, crying out in misery.
"Ah..." Yin Tianzhi wasn't much better. His entire body was ignited. The Purple Qi from the East was useless. In an instant, he became a man of fire.
The terrifying Vajra Ring, gleaming and crystal clear, flew over like a star in the heavens, extremely frightening, cracking heaven and earth.
However, Ye Fan was extremely expectant. He activated the Weapon Art, determined to take this treasure. He wanted to see if it was indeed forged when Laozi left the Hangu Pass, and what secrets it held.