Chapter 861: The Method on the Path to Immortality
Ye Fan's fingers pressed down on the Primordial Light Reincarnation Wheel, emitting ten thousand strands of radiant glow, shattering it inch by inch into segments of law chains that vanished into the void.
He exerted force with his foot, intending to grind the shattered body into dust and erase it completely. However, this powerful enemy made him sense something amiss—the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword in his palm was about to dissolve him.
"Pfft"
The scattered fragments on the ground all turned into bloody mud, but they were enveloped by a radiant light, and Yuan Gu's furious roar echoed as he burrowed into the earth and fled.
The Primordial Light Reincarnation Wheel was a divine chain of order, formless in its gathering and destruction. Though it was destroyed, Yuan Gu, having mastered this secret art, could regenerate it within his body, escaping a fatal crisis.
In the distance, the people of Primordial Lake all changed color. Such an act came at a cost—no one in the world could be immortal. Each reincarnation consumed a portion of one's origin. How many times could one endure?
The strength of the Human Clan's Sacred Body exceeded everyone's imagination, forcing Yuan Gu to undergo two reincarnations, stirring worry even among the imperial clan of Primordial Lake.
"Clang"
At the same time, the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword in Ye Fan's hand blazed even brighter. Blood streamed from between his fingers as his hands fused together, emitting ripples of dao patterns, showing terrifying signs of dao dissolution.
What was happening? Everyone was startled. The Human Clan's Sacred Body, who had been gaining the upper hand moments ago, was now in danger, on the brink of destruction.
Dao dissolution—a terrifying term. The more powerful a cultivator, the more they feared it, for one day they would face it, becoming part of the laws of heaven and earth, their own self vanishing.
The formidable physical strength of the Human Clan's Sacred Body was evident to all. Even when contending with the direct bloodline of an ancient emperor, he did not fall behind. Yet now, a tiny sword an inch long was about to destroy him!
Everyone gasped. This was the secret of the Primordial Emperor's forbidden art—channeling the power of dao dissolution. No matter how great your divine abilities, they were useless. Even the ancient great emperors faced dao dissolution when they passed away, let alone a man at the Immortal Platform Second Layer.
"Break open!" Ye Fan roared, furiously activating the Weapon Art, forcibly manipulating the dao sword to blast it from his hands and cast it into the abyss of the void.
However, the sword was difficult to remove, almost fused into his flesh, becoming a part of his body, inseparable.
Dao dissolution continued!
The terrifying power of heaven and earth's laws surged relentlessly, blurring Ye Fan's hands as they were about to disappear, and even his primordial spirit was nearly drawn out.
"Bang"
The Weapon Art, unmatched in the world as the supreme secret art for controlling weapons, struck the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword at the most critical moment, sending it into a dark, massive rift.
Ye Fan's fingers lost their luster, as if a portion of his origin essence had flowed away, dissipating into the world. He activated the Presence Secret to heal, various auspicious lights swirling around him.
The terrifying power of dao dissolution—Ye Fan consumed his origin to barely restore his hands. One more step forward would have been the abyss of destruction. It was too dangerous.
"Dao dissolution—so this is the true power of the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword!"
In the distance, everyone felt a chill. Even the observing Nine Phoenix King and the master of Divine Silkworm Ridge fell silent, their eyes deep and unfathomable as they silently deduced.
Since ancient times, almost all who had witnessed the Primordial Emperor's forbidden art had died. The reason was simple—it was a killing strike; once touched, death was certain!
People were astonished that the Human Clan's Sacred Body could forcibly strip away that power, inspiring awe. He was a terrifying seed of strength, able to resist the Primordial Emperor's secret art, with limitless future potential.
"Boom"
In the distance, dark light swirled, and dao sounds rang endlessly. A demonic figure reappeared in the world. Yuan Gu's face was somewhat pale; two reincarnations had cost him dearly.
"I admit, I underestimated you," he said in a low voice, but his killing intent was even stronger. His thick black hair danced wildly, and a dao sword shone brightly at the center of his brow.
"Zheng"
With a sword cry, the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword flew out again, turning into a dazzling rainbow, shining with eternal light, drawing forth the power of dao dissolution.
All around, silence fell. Everyone changed color. This was a forbidden power, transcending oneself, using the order of heaven and earth to refine a person. Who could resist?
Eternal dao light, undying power, arrived in an instant. Ye Fan moved his hands, evolving countless techniques of the world to resist the power of dao dissolution.
"Clang," "Clang"...
His fingers occasionally burst with light, clashing with the dao sword, yet blood flowed freely. No one could block such forbidden power.
"No matter how you struggle, it's useless. The Primordial Imperial Dao Sword destroys all cultivators. Any living being cannot escape its strike," Yuan Gu sneered.
"Zheng, zheng, zheng"
The Primordial Imperial Dao Sword, in essence, was a divine chain of order, transforming into tangible light that clattered and rang. Those were laws resonating, destroying everything in the world, annihilating all life.
"Pfft"
Ye Fan fought back, maneuvering through over a hundred exchanges, but was ultimately struck, cut in half at the waist, his torso separated. The Primordial Imperial Dao Sword severed all obstacles, unstoppable!
Yuan Gu pressed forward, swinging his fists with ferocious force, stirring up vast black mist. His battle power shook the world, shattering Qixia Plain and the surrounding desolate mountains!
Ye Fan's two severed halves retreated rapidly, trying to rejoin, but the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword pursued relentlessly, shadowing him, impossible to shake off.
"Even I, with Primordial Emperor blood, would fall if struck by it, let alone you."
Yuan Gu was ruthless. His brow emitted thousands of strands of radiance, resonating with the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword. The chain of order made an even more terrifying sound.
"Clatter, clatter"
The divine chain of order descended, splitting Ye Fan in two, nearly dismembering him. Blood flowed, a gruesome sight.
"Little Leaf!" In the distance, Ji Ziyue wept loudly.
Li Heishui, Li Tian, Pang Bo, Dongfang Ye, and others also changed color. This divine chain was too terrifying, containing the laws of an ancient emperor, exuding an irresistible aura.
The Holy Son of Yao Chi, Central Emperor, Holy Maiden of Yao Chi, Yan Ruyu, and others also showed expressions of shock, all changing color.
People finally understood what the forbidden secret art on the last page of an ancient emperor's scripture was—unsurpassed in slaughter. Once unleashed, it would surely kill a powerful enemy, with no way to resist.
"Clatter, clatter"
The Primordial Imperial Dao Sword, sometimes an inch-long divine sword, sometimes a divine chain of order, eliminated all enemies. Any living being feared dao dissolution.
Ye Fan activated the Presence Secret, struggling to repair his flesh, evading the dao sword, using the Weapon Art to counter it, observing its trajectory, trying to discern the pattern of the dao marks and form his own dao sword.
But he failed, suffering severe injuries. After repeated exchanges, he faced life-and-death crises nine times, nearly succumbing to dao dissolution. This was the most perilous battle since his debut.
"Hold on!" someone shouted from behind—it was Pang Bo's voice.
Ye Fan calmed his mind. After his body was split open nine times, golden blood splattered, a shocking sight. Even the Sacred Body's powerful flesh weakened slightly. The Primordial Emperor's secret art was terrifying.
"A life-and-death battle, a grueling moment..." he murmured to himself. No one had ever split him open nine times before.
"Clang," "Clang"...
Finally, Ye Fan activated the Weapon Art, finding some traces, discerning hints of changes, and began to counterattack.
"Terrifying—that's the power of dao dissolution. After being split open nine times, even a greatly accomplished king would have become part of heaven and earth's rules, no longer existing. Yet he's still alive!"
People were not only horrified by the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword's power but also amazed at Ye Fan's tenacity. He should have died nine times, yet he persisted.
The Primordial Imperial Dao Sword was not a true weapon; Ye Fan couldn't fully control it with the Weapon Art, but he observed some patterns and launched a fierce counterattack.
Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!
He struggled to use the Presence Secret to cleanse the "dao dissolution" power, restoring his split flesh. With a cold expression, he charged forward, divine radiance swirling around him, various runes flashing on his fists.
"Clang"
His golden fist struck the dao sword, producing a deafening sound. A few drops of blood fell, but his fingers were not severed, shining brilliantly.
"What? What kind of power is that? Blocking the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword!"
People exclaimed. Both the ancient tribes and the human race showed shock on their faces. Someone had actually used a pair of fists to block the ancient emperor's forbidden art.
The sounds continued, like golden lightning bolts dancing. Ye Fan's fists were wrapped in endless runes, unstoppable, smashing the void to pieces, even shaking the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword.
"Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!"
"It's truly this unmatched fist technique! It has appeared in the world again!"
Some elderly human cultivators grew excited, recognizing it, astonished. This was a long-lost secret art, thought never to reappear.
Legend had it that the last person to learn the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, when ascending and leaving the world, left a final message saying he had carved it on the path to immortality, then turned to ashes.
"How did he obtain it?" This was the question in many elderly cultivators' minds. Ye Fan was far from achieving immortality. How could he have taken that step and forged a path to immortality?
On Qixia Plain, one person had a particularly special expression—the sage from the Heavenly Pivot Stone Workshop. His lips trembled uncontrollably as he muttered, "We didn't open that path... Senior brother, junior sister, everyone died, only you brought out the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist."
"Clang," "Clang"...
Ye Fan's entire body was covered in dao patterns, a mysterious radiance flowing. He used his fists to clash head-on with the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword, producing a terrifying sound like the birth of the universe.
Six blurry ancient worlds flowed between his fingers, a power of creation spreading, deflecting the dao dissolution force, aiming to destroy the dao sword.
Blood dripped from Ye Fan's fingers, wounded by the dao sword, but the dao dissolution power could no longer erode him. At this moment, his mind was empty, immersed in an invincible fist intent!
With me, there is no enemy; I am supreme in the world, not even suppressed by the Dao. This was the true meaning of the fist, striking down the nine heavens, reopening reincarnation, reversing the six paths!
Ye Fan used the Weapon Art to trace the trajectory of the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword, making it unavoidable. He swung his golden fists, carrying six ancient worlds, smashing down repeatedly.
"Bang," "Bang"...
Heaven and earth trembled. The dao sword, turning into a divine chain, wailed, on the verge of breaking, unable to escape.
Everyone changed color. The Primordial Emperor's forbidden art had a rival! Now, it was about to be dismantled—a unique clash between an ancient great emperor and a primordial emperor.
"Boom"
Finally, Ye Fan shattered the divine chain of order with a single punch. Yuan Gu cried out, a trace of blood seeping from his brow, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Ye Fan pressed forward without hesitation. At this moment, all his essence, energy, and spirit were poured into his golden fists. A lifetime of cultivation and unyielding will transformed into "Dao Fists."
In that instant, he ascended to a wondrous, mysterious realm, as if merging with the Dao. He broke through Yuan Gu's nine layers of defense, shattering his physical body.
"Pfft"
With a flash of light, Yuan Gu's bloody mud consumed his origin, using the Primordial Light Reincarnation Wheel to regenerate nearby. His face grew even paler, veins bulging on his forehead.
Ye Fan said nothing, attacking again. His body and mind were serene, but his strikes were overwhelmingly domineering. His fists seemed about to bring down the nine heavens, the fist wind sending distant mountain ranges flying, shattering them at the horizon.
Yuan Gu roared, his black hair wildly disheveled. The Primordial Imperial Dao Sword in his brow appeared again, even more dazzling, but dark blood also flowed from his Immortal Platform.
"Clang"
Another fierce battle ensued. Ye Fan shattered the Primordial Imperial Dao Sword a second time, breaking the divine chain of order, and punched Yuan Gu's physical body to death.
At this moment, Ye Fan was like an incarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, his hair flying, exuding an air of unrivaled supremacy, swallowing mountains and rivers. His voice rang out like metal, "I allow you to revive. Live once, and I'll kill you once, until I crush your unyielding will!"