Void Refinement Great Perfection

"It's alright, just wait."

Chen Fan withdrew his gaze and casually tossed the dark red blood-stained scroll onto the jade table.

Han Mo and the old woman in gray robes lay on the ground, staring at each other, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads.

That was the Xianyu Dynasty, which ruled over billions of miles of starry sky. The Prince Pingnan was a colossus who had already reached the peak of the Seventh Rank Void Refinement Realm. How come, in the mouth of this child, it sounded like he was waiting for an ordinary pilgrim?

"During this month, the entire Divine Mountain operated as usual."

Chen Fan stood up, dusted off the corner of his clothes, and spoke in a calm tone without a trace of emotion.

"The matter of the Prince Pingnan must not be divulged. Anyone who disturbs the peace and tranquility of the mortal city's incense offerings will have their Primordial Spirit burned like a heavenly lamp."

"I will obey the supreme decree!"

The two men trembled violently, dared not utter another word, and scrambled out of the inner hall.

Chen Fan pushed open the jade door of the side hall and walked through the white jade corridor.

Inside the outer hall, Chen Changqing was frantically holding more than a dozen heavy jade slips depicting mountain and river Land Deeds, looking as terrified as a child who had stolen an adult's clothes. Several elders from major sects bowed and served him carefully, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Father," Chen Fan stepped forward and called out softly.

Chen Changqing felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly threw down the jade slip, pulled Chen Fan to his side, looked him up and down, and said anxiously in a low voice.

"Xiao Fan, this Divine Mountain is too vast, and my heart is pounding with anxiety! The list they just handed over shows that the annual tribute of spirit stones from the thirty-six sects of the Southern Region alone amounts to millions of cubic meters... How can our Azure Cloud Sword Sect possibly hold onto such immense wealth?"

"We can hold out."

Chen Fan looked up, a harmless smile appearing on his youthful face.

"Father, here you go, please accept it. From now on, you can just sit peacefully in this position of the Supreme Emperor Sect. If anyone dares to shortchange you even a single spirit stone, your son will go and collect it for you."

Looking into his son's clear eyes, Chen Changqing's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, miraculously settled down.

He wiped his face roughly and nodded, saying, "Fine! I don't understand any grand principles, but as long as I'm alive, no one can take anything away from my son!"

As if remembering something, he quickly pulled out a warm, red-gold cauldron from his robes. "Oh, right, I just went to the inner treasury of the Divine Mountain and found the Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow and half of Eighth-Rank Dragon Blood Ganoderma that they had stored there. I personally brewed you a bowl of spirit marrow soup. You're still growing, so drink it while it's hot."

As the lid of the cauldron was lifted, a rich aroma of herbs mingled with a slightly bitter, burnt smell wafted out.

From Chen Fan 'Middle Martial God, this brewing method was outrageously crude, wasting at least 70% of the medicinal effect.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took it with both hands, tilted his head back, and gulped it down in one go.

A warm, slightly red sensation spread through my stomach.

Compared to the meager medicinal effects, the pure and unadulterated paternal love in Chen Changqing's eyes transformed into a surging white wave of mortal dust in the Void, crashing into Chen Fan's Sea of Consciousness.

Deep within his Sea of Consciousness, the golden light of the "Myriad Realms Red Dust Scripture" surged.

Within the Miniature Divine Kingdom, the Life Formation Core spun wildly, and the previously somewhat fragile World Barrier, nourished by this pure force of cause and effect, became increasingly solid as a rock.

"Father, I'm going to the back mountain for a month of seclusion." Chen Fan wiped his mouth and said softly, "No matter what happens outside, there's no need to panic."

"Alright, Father will protect you!"

Chen Changqing gripped the sword at his waist, his expression resolute.

Deep within the Immortal Alliance Divine Mountain lies a deadly Extreme Yin Earth Vein.

This place was once the place where the Supreme Cangming secluded himself for seclusion. The surrounding stone walls are covered with mottled Dao patterns, and it is as silent as a tomb.

The stone gate slammed shut, and layers of restrictions sealed off the world.

Chen Fan sat cross-legged in mid-air, tearing away all outward pretense, and a profound Taiji Divine Ring silently appeared behind his head.

"Buzz!"

The Miniature Divine Kingdom opened, and a Crystal wrapped in gray-black destructive runes slowly rose from the void—it was the embryo of the "Five Declines Dao Seed" refined from the body of the Cangming Old Monster.

Within the Dao Seed lies the decay of Cangming's physical body, magical power, Primordial Spirit, and lifespan resentment accumulated over three thousand years.

This Death Fiend Qi that even a mere trace of it would turn an ordinary Deity Transformation cultivator into a skeleton in an instant, their Dao Foundation completely destroyed.

But when Chen Fan looked at it, his eyes showed only the indifference of someone scrutinizing their prey.

"Come."

He uttered a single word and inhaled deeply.

Boom!

The Five Declines Dao Seed shattered, transforming into a jet-black, malevolent dragon of energy that violently poured into Chen Fan's body and meridians through his mouth and nose like a whale sucking in water!

The flesh is groaning, the bones are turning black.

The poison of the five signs of decay is frantically eroding this eleven-year-old human body, attempting to completely assimilate its flesh and life force into decay and ashes.

"Heaven and earth are the furnace, Yin-Yang are the charcoal."

Chen Fan remained unfazed, circulating the "Myriad Realms Red Dust Scripture," and the black and white Great Life-and-Death Millstone deep within his Dantian suddenly reversed!

In the Life Formation Core, the vitality of the mortal world, gathered from countless ordinary people and Chen Changqing, transformed into endless divine light;

Within the Death Formation Core, the deathly intent of the Guixu and the evil spirits of the Five Decays collided and merged, transforming into the most violent grinding fire!

Using the lives of all the people of the Great Wilderness, refine the most poisonous and evil death!

On the tenth day of seclusion, all the Death Fiend Qi and poison in his meridians were forcibly ground into particles, transforming into supreme divine sand that cleansed the impurities of the Mortal Body, washing over his body again and again.

On the twentieth day of seclusion, the Death Formation Core in the Miniature Divine Kingdom completely transformed into a chaotic abyss.

The twenty-fourth and thirtieth Spirit-Sealing Seal within his body shattered one after another, and the pores of Chen Fan's body emitted and emitted a dazzling Glazed Crystal light, while a vast roar like a dragon's cry resounded from the depths of his bone marrow.

Day 30 of seclusion.

The Five Declines Dao Seed was completely annihilated, and the vast Origin Source, like a burst dam, swept away the last shackles.

The Divine Kingdom realm suddenly expanded outwards by three hundred miles!

In the eerie silence where no Heavenly Dao Tribulation dared to descend, this eleven-year-old avatar's physical body and Divine Soul simultaneously shattered the mortal ceiling, sweeping across several minor realms with unstoppable momentum.

Sixth Stage Void Refinement Realm, Great Perfection!

Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes. Deep within his pupils, the Life-and-Death Cycle, and chaos was born.

Almost at the same time.

Boom!

Without warning, the sky in the northern part of the Cangwu Realm suddenly cracked open, creating a Void Rift Valley that stretched for tens of thousands of miles!

An indescribable aura of brutality and slaughter transformed into rolling black clouds, completely obscuring the Sun and Moon, and clear sky over the vast Southern Nation!

The entire Immortal Alliance Divine Mountain shook violently, and the mountain-protecting formation couldn't even hold for a moment, shattering into countless fragments of light like fragile Glazed Crystal!

"Hold head high!"

A desolate and tyrannical dragon roar pierced through the World Barrier.

Before the horrified eyes of countless cultivators in the Southern Nation, a colossal ancient ship, ten thousand feet long and covered entirely in chilling black scales and profound iron, tore through the Void storm, like a world-destroying beast traversing the starry Star Sea, and crashed into the Southern Nation's sky!

On the bow of the ship, a blood-stained black dragon battle flag fluttered wildly in the wind.

The terrifying pressure of the peak Void Refinement was unleashed without reservation, causing the entire Divine Mountain to crack and crumble. Countless cultivators didn't even have time to scream before they were forced to their knees, bleeding from their seven orifices!