# Chapter 923: Shakyamuni Forbidden Artifact
Li Xiaoman had arrived, appearing at the final critical moment before departure. The coldness and killing intent in her eyes were undisguised as she paced forward step by step, holding a cracked Buddha statue in her hand, its Buddhist light protecting her body.
"Li Xiaoman!" Ye Fan shouted, his entire body radiating vigorous blood energy. Though unable to surge forth, it was still extremely flourishing—a miracle within this forbidden zone of life.
*Clang*
Divine light suddenly flashed between Li Xiaoman's fingers—a manifestation of her cultivation. This was an incredibly terrifying thing. Within this ancient forbidden land, even kings who had severed the Dao entered and were reduced to mortals, yet her cultivation remained preserved.
Li Xiaoman's killing intent was chilling as she shot forward like lightning, her snow-white robes fluttering. She was like a beam of white light, moving with extreme speed, striking ruthlessly as her palm and fingers sliced toward Ye Fan's neck—aiming to take his head.
*Clang*
Without magical power, having lost his cultivation, Ye Fan could only rely on his physical body to resist. He collided with that shimmering light, producing a thunderous sound!
"What? How is this possible? Why hasn't she been reduced to a mortal?" On the Central Province side, everyone was stunned, staring at this scene in disbelief.
Within this forbidden zone of life, even ancient sages who ventured here could only die in regret. In recent years, several groups of ancestral kings had penetrated deep to pluck the Nine Marvelous Divine Medicine, all failing.
Even if Li Xiaoman were powerful, she couldn't compare to a sage. How could she remain unharmed and even use her cultivation? Could she be ranked alongside the Divine Silkworm Princess and the Battle Victory Buddha?
"It's the Buddha statue in her hand that's working—protecting her and enhancing her cultivation and magical power!" Black Emperor stared fixedly at the white-robed woman on the Five-Colored Altar.
"That's... a peerless forbidden artifact refined by a Quasi-Emperor!" Duan De had seen countless burial treasures but was still shocked—that was definitely a supreme treasure.
In Li Xiaoman's left hand, she held a small Buddha statue cast from bronze, no taller than a fist. Its face bore an expression of suffering, lifelike yet looking very old, as if about to rust.
Shakyamuni!
Monks from the Western Desert Buddhist sect had also arrived. A divine monk with lightning flashing in his eyes recognized that Buddha statue and drew in a cold breath—it was what they considered a demonic shell.
"This is a Quasi-Emperor forbidden artifact!"
It temporarily resisted the power of the desolate land, emitting mysterious energy. Buddhist light was added to Li Xiaoman's body, preserving her cultivation and making her physical body solid and indestructible.
"Fortunately, that Buddha is covered in cracks, almost decayed. Otherwise, Ye Fan would be in danger!" Qi Luo said.
Even so, the Buddha statue in Li Xiaoman's hand was still terrifying. It slowly rose into the air, hovering above her head, tearing through the sky and scattering large amounts of blood rain.
"A king who had severed the Dao—dead just like that!"
On the Central Province side, everyone's hearts pounded with fear. Within this forbidden zone of life, Ye Fan was nearly invincible. His pure physical body was like a human-shaped weapon—killing gods when gods blocked him, slaying Buddhas when Buddhas stood in his way.
As Ye Fan descended, he was as fast as lightning, head-down and feet-up as he dove forward. His golden fists blasted toward Li Xiaoman, shattering the void as if carrying an entire sky crashing down.
*Bang*
Li Xiaoman activated the Quasi-Emperor forbidden artifact. That bronze Buddha statue flew up to meet Ye Fan, light spreading everywhere. Though its form was cracked, it still inspired fear.
Ye Fan opened his mouth and spat out a stream of primordial essence. Unable to use his cultivation, his long vitality remained, allowing his body to suddenly fly backward to another side.
*Hum*
Turning in mid-air, he swung his right leg in a horizontal sweep, pressing down so hard that the void boomed and shook violently. Then, with a bang, his leg—like steel-reinforced bone—crushed the head of a Blood Lightning Royal Clan Dao-Severing king. Blood and brain matter splattered as the aged corpse fell into the bottomless abyss.
Before his body even landed, he used the force from that kick to leap to another side. Extending his right arm, he pushed horizontally. A crackling sound of breaking bones came as he reached the side of a Fallen Feather Clan Dao-Severing elder, shattering all his chest bones, splitting his body into four parts that fell into the abyss.
All this happened in the space of a spark striking flint—extremely fast. While still in the air, Ye Fan had killed three kings, stunning everyone into stone, sending chills through their hearts.
*Bang, slap...*
This was a terrifying slaughter. The fiercer Ye Fan fought, the stronger he became. Though his opponents had nearly severed the Dao and possessed powerful life force, it was useless here—they still aged.
"Ah..."
A miserable scream rang out as Ye Fan's fist pierced through another Dao-Severing king's chest, shattering him. Blood sprayed out like a small river.
*Pfft*
The next moment was even more brutal. Ye Fan grabbed another Dao-Severing king with extreme speed, stepping on one foot while grabbing the other, and split him alive on the Five-Colored Altar!
Seeing this, no one from the ancient tribes dared to send anyone else to fight. So ferocious—who could contend with him? Above the Primordial Abyss, the Sacred Body was invincible, as lively as a dragon or tiger.
*Clang*
Ye Fan fought simultaneously against Li Xiaoman, who still had her cultivation, and the Vajra Great Demon. The two collided, producing a series of brilliant sparks like shooting stars.
"Kill!"
Ye Fan shouted, his entire aura like a mountain or cliff. Though unable to use his cultivation or magical power, he still evolved the Battle Saint Art. His golden palms and fingers were indestructible.
He struck wildly, unleashing a full one hundred and eight palms, clashing solidly with the Vajra Great Demon. His innate fleshly sacred power defied heaven—even the sky could be shattered.
*Boom*
With a great sound, the Vajra Great Demon, renowned for its indestructible body, was covered in cracks like a spiderweb. Then, with a crash, it shattered—he had been shaken to death by Ye Fan!
"What? The Vajra Great Demon is rarely seen in a thousand generations—one of the most terrifying strange demons in heaven and earth, with an extremely powerful physical body unmatched in the world—yet it was exploded by the Human Clan Sacred Body!"
On the Central Province side, many were dumbfounded. That had been the strongest collision, yet the outcome was decided so quickly. In terms of physical body alone, who could match the Human Clan Sacred Body?
"Li Xiaoman, what other helpers do you have? What other tricks? Show them all!" On the Five-Colored Altar, Ye Fan walked forward step by step, staring at the white-robed woman.
"Who is good, who is evil—even now you haven't distinguished them." Li Xiaoman sighed softly.
"What are you talking about?" Ye Fan asked.
"Pang Bo—he is the great evil." Li Xiaoman's voice carried a magnetic quality.
Ye Fan immediately sneered. Pang Bo's departure had indeed been somewhat strange, but calling him a great evil was clearly slander and defamation. Pang Bo had faced life and death with him; if he wanted to harm Ye Fan, he'd had plenty of opportunities. More importantly, Ye Fan trusted his own instincts.
"You are no longer the Li Xiaoman of before!" Ye Fan pressed forward, evolving the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist. Even without cultivation or magical power, his fist momentum still dominated heaven and earth.
Suddenly, the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist resonated with something beneath the Primordial Abyss, tracing out strands of immortal patterns!
At this moment, Ye Fan felt a chill. He remembered something—legend said the Reincarnation Fist was recorded on the path to immortality, yet the Old Madman had brought it up from the Primordial Abyss. Could it be...