Chapter 734: Primordial Spirit Merging with the Dao
This was no ordinary king-ranked divine weapon. It was refined from the skull of an ancient sage, gleaming like black jade, terrifying and boundless. If not for special circumstances, it would have long become a legendary saint weapon. Even so, it was only one step away, containing an undying divine nature within! From its seven apertures, the aura of a sage burst forth, pressing down from the high heavens. The seven openings billowed like wolf smoke, a horrifying sight. By now, even though Ye Fan's physical body was incredibly powerful, he dared not receive this weapon. It was a sage's skull, only one step away from sublimation. Anyone who clashed head-on with it would die.
"Eternal Banishment!"
Ye Fan used the Battle Character Art to simulate Wang Teng's secret technique, combining it with the Ji Family's Grand Void Art to perform a real and complex evolution. He forcibly opened a dimensional gate, meeting the ancient sage's skull. With a thunderous roar, he absorbed it inside and sealed it shut completely.
"What?!"
Exclamations came from the distant sky. Had this king-ranked weapon, which everyone thought had already turned the tide of battle, been dealt with just like that? Everyone held their breath.
With a soft "pop," not very loud, but the entire sky shattered. The skull flew back, breaking through that dimensional void to return. Nothing could stop it. Ye Fan activated the Stride Art and vanished from his spot. "Boom!" That patch of void became a great black rift valley, pierced through by the skull. At the same time, a force like a Milky Way cascading from the Nine Heavens surged out, affecting the entire North Sea, causing tsunamis across the boundless ocean and a collapse spanning thousands of miles.
Such was the power of the ancient sage's skull. Once set in motion, its divine force was vast and boundless, making it difficult to contend with. Ye Fan did not fight it head-on. His eyes flashed with sharp light as he planned a decapitation strike. As long as he killed the Yin Yang Divine Son, the threat of this skull would naturally disappear. However, achieving this was very difficult. He could not silently sneak up on him.
"Clang!"
The Vajra Ring was an extraordinary divine object, violently colliding with that ominous demon bell. The black bell waves carried various negative emotions, invading one's primordial spirit.
"Rustle!"
The Yin Yang Great Banner also unfurled, pressing down like an ancient universe, but it was blocked by the Magnetic Mountain, the two locked in a stalemate. The clash of these divine weapons also concerned victory and death, each one holding endless killing intent.
What surprised Ye Fan the most was that the Golden Crow Clan's treasure banner had not been destroyed. Although its divine power was absolutely suppressed by the nine Netherworld Bamboos, it remained unbroken.
"That's right, that was a great artifact of the Golden Crow Clan from years past, but it was tainted, its rank dropped, and it no longer has its former power," someone exclaimed in surprise, recognizing the origin of the eighty-one golden great banners.
"Boom!"
The pitch-black skull attacked again. Ye Fan did not resist, only touching it briefly each time before dodging, avoiding this weapon while seeking an opportunity to strike.
At this moment, the other weapons finally reached a conclusion. The Magnetic Mountain, worthy of being a "rough jade" with great growth potential, immobilized the black great banner and pierced through it. The Magnetic Mountain surged up, sweeping out a sky full of radiance. If it could be refined to a high enough rank, it could waste any refined metal weapon. Now, it could not destroy the black king-ranked demon bell, but it interfered with it, slowing its operation and greatly reducing the power of its black bell waves.
"Clang!"
As one side waned and the other waxed, the Vajra Ring was unaffected. It transformed into the size of a millstone, smashing down like a full moon. This was a collision of king-ranked divine weapons. The void here collapsed instantly, forming hundreds or thousands of black rift valleys that spread for who knows how many miles. Their clash caused this heaven and earth to sink rapidly, as if heading toward the end of the world, where nothing remained. With a final bell chime, the black demon bell shattered. Its walls broke into hundreds of pieces, flying in all directions. Each fragment pierced through a void black hole, destroying all obstacles. The ocean below was evaporated in an instant!
In the end, the king-ranked demon bell was no more. The distant ocean surged back violently, filling the dried seabed and turning it into a vast expanse of water once again.
All this happened quickly. A king-ranked divine weapon was destroyed. The people in the distance stood stunned, feeling that the Vajra Ring was too terrifying. Holding this weapon, one could annihilate an ancient sect.
"Boom!"
On the other side, the eighty-one golden great banners suddenly ignited. No matter how extraordinary their material, they could not withstand the nine Netherworld Bamboos.
"What do you sense? That's the aura of a sage!"
Someone exclaimed. The nine Netherworld Bamboos had finally destroyed the golden great banners. Like humans, they charged out, transforming into nine black shadows pouncing forward, each releasing a wisp of killing intent.
"That's right! Born in the Netherworld, nourished by the corpse-ghost energy of an ancient sage after death, and infused with Yin Yang sacred power, only then were such demon bamboos cultivated!"
In the distant sky, everyone changed color. They did not expect the Yin Yang Divine Sect to dare such a thing. Doing so might nurture a heaven-defying demonic evil, causing great trouble for themselves. The nine Netherworld Bamboos, like several withered old men, their bodies shining black and crystalline, simultaneously arranged themselves in the void, shaking out nine beams of black light, shooting down.
"A wisp of a sage's might!"
Ye Fan's eyes turned cold. These nine Netherworld Bamboos were indeed heaven-defying, but fortunately, they had not yet become a major threat. Otherwise, even those who had passed the Immortal Three Severing Dao tribulation would have no way to deal with them. He urged the Vajra Ring to meet them. Within the millstone-sized steel ring, an abyss formed, absorbing the nine beams of black light.
"Whoosh!"
However, the nine Netherworld Bamboos were unaffected. They had already given birth to evil spirits with self-awareness. They scattered and attacked Ye Fan. Their threat was not much less than that of the skull. Tainted with a sage's death energy, if they struck an enemy, it would be fatal, making survival nearly impossible.
"Boom!"
The black skull underwent a mutation. The aura of the ancient sage grew stronger and stronger. In its eye sockets, terrifying light flickered, and the dao patterns densely covering it began to move. At this moment, its divine power was many times greater than before, causing exclamations from the people in the distance.
"Only one step away from becoming an ancient saint weapon!"
"Just this one weapon is enough to turn the tide of battle. If that young man surnamed Ye has no other method, he will most likely fall here."
The light in the skull's eye sockets grew brighter and brighter, extremely terrifying. This was the "deity" it had nurtured within, already awakened and spiritual. Once it fully revived, it would be terrifying to the extreme.
"Boom!"
At this moment, on the skull's crown, light blazed like fire, and then suddenly a ten-thousand-zhang divine radiance shot out, piercing the sky.
"Bad! The deity nurtured within the skull has awakened. Now that young man surnamed Ye is powerless to turn things around."
Someone sighed, feeling sorry for Ye Fan. Such a divine object, only one step away from becoming a legendary saint weapon, was absolutely invincible.
In the distance, the Yin Yang Divine Son's face was pale. He was very weak, having expended a great deal of primordial spirit power, but it was all worth it. As long as he could wield the ancient sage's skull like an arm, he was fully confident he could kill Ye Fan. Nothing could stop it.
At this moment, the situation was extremely critical. The ancient sage's skull pressed down, and the nine Netherworld Bamboos also swooped down like humans, all carrying a sage's aura. Ye Fan activated his divine phenomena. Various divine lights flew out, and many ancient, terrifying phenomena connected together, as if creating the world, forming something like a chaotic universe. Additionally, the Golden Sacred Domain manifested, becoming an eternal sacred light shielding him within. This was his invincible domain.
"That is..."
People were shocked to find that the Sacred Body's divine phenomena were truly powerful. When facing the sage's skull, they slowed its descent significantly.
Terrifying divine phenomena! They dared to contend with a sage's might. If anyone else had used divine phenomena to block, they would have long turned to dust, nothing remaining.
"It's useless. How many breaths can you hold off the skull? At most five breaths, and you will be erased from the world forever!" The Yin Yang Divine Son said coldly.
At this point, he had ample reason to believe he was the victor. The Sacred Body was doomed, with no hope of survival.
"Your primordial spirit power is almost exhausted. I only need one breath!" Ye Fan said in a deep voice.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, he activated the Weapon Art, instantly interfering with the skull, causing it to tremble violently.
"What?!" The Yin Yang Divine Son was horrified.
During the earlier weapon clash, Ye Fan had not used the Weapon Secret. He was waiting for the perfect opportunity, and now at the critical moment, he delivered a strike.
At this moment, his physical body condensed into a Golden Taiji Circle, incomparably brilliant, illuminating the heavens. Then it rapidly evolved, infinitely complex, reaching ultimate sublimation.
"Chi!"
An eternal light flew out from between his brows. A golden little man, identical to him, holding a small cauldron, struck faster than lightning toward the Yin Yang Divine Son.
From the Ultimate to the Taiji, to the beginning of heaven and earth, the transformation of all things—this is the Dao. Ye Fan used his physical body to evolve the Taiji, having comprehended the Dao for many years. He reversed the change, returning to the origin, reaching ultimate sublimation, producing the transformation of the Ultimate. His body was the Golden Taiji, full of mysteries, changing to the extreme. His primordial spirit, holding the cauldron, charged out, reversing into the Ultimate—this could be called a divine transformation!
At this moment, time and space froze. Everything was still. Heaven, earth, and all things were like a scroll painting, motionless. What was eternity, what was an instant—could not be distinguished. Heaven and earth were all still, with only a single primordial spirit, holding a cauldron, flying.
At this moment, the golden little man shone with ten-thousand-zhang light, illuminating the entire North Sea, cutting through the past, present, and future! In his arms, the Primordial Qi Cauldron was only an inch tall, but it seemed capable of crushing eternity, letting down ten thousand strands of mother qi. It was the embodiment of the Dao.
Primordial Spirit Merging with the Dao!
Ye Fan, at the place where ancient great emperors exiled sinners—the Sea Eye—had comprehended the Dao for over four years. This was one of his greatest dao fruits. Reaching the ultimate transformation, he used it for the first time. This was a brilliant, eternal light, forever imprinted in people's hearts. No matter how many years passed, it would be unforgettable.
The golden little man, holding an inch-tall Primordial Qi Cauldron, flew down and stamped onto the Yin Yang Divine Son's crown.
Like a deity descending, endless light, infinite radiance, transformed into boundless dao. With one strike, it seemed capable of emptying all eternity. The primordial spirit and the cauldron merged, shooting forth undying divine radiance, illuminating all things, brightening the four seas. He became the sole existence between heaven and earth.
"Pop!"
A soft sound, like the first dao note of creation. The Yin Yang Divine Son was struck to ashes, scattering with the wind, ceasing to exist.
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