Martial Saint Prototype Battles Three Heroes, Falling Star Valley Decides Fate

The moment the Three Talents Immortal Trapping Formation shattered, Zhang Xuan and the other two each unleashed their life-saving magical treasures. In Zhang Xuan's hand appeared a jade shield carved with cloud patterns. As spiritual energy was injected, layers of clouds materialized on the shield's surface, forming a heavy defense. Elder Ice Soul swallowed a blue pill, his body erupting with cold energy. With a series of hand seals, countless ice shards floated before him, transforming into an ice wall. Myriad Poisons Old Freak was the most insidious; he secretly hid his poison sac in his sleeve, a barely perceptible black poisonous thread coiling around his fingertip as he stared intently at Chen Fan, searching for an opening.

"Attack together! He's only just touched the threshold of the Martial Saint Realm, his aura is unstable. We still have a chance!" Zhang Xuan roared, striking first. He pushed his jade shield forward, and cloud energy surged out like a tide, transforming into countless spiritual energy arrows that shot towards Chen Fan. Elder Ice Soul followed closely, the ice shards before him raining down like a storm, interweaving with the spiritual energy arrows to form an attack net that covered the entire area.

Chen Fan's eyes narrowed. The Blood Essence and True Energy within him churned again, and a pale golden "Qi and Blood Spear" materialized in his hand, its tip flashing with a sharp light. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his foot tapping the ground. His body shot into the attack net like an arrow loosed from a bow. "Flame Spear Art: Formation Break" was unleashed once more—the spear shadows weaved like agile dragons between the spiritual energy arrows and ice shards. Each tremor shattered multiple attacks, forcefully tearing open a gap in the attack net.

"Impossible! How could he break our combined attack so easily?" Elder Ice Soul's face turned ashen. He could clearly feel that Chen Fan's spear shadows contained a special artistic conception, one that seemed to counter his ice-elemental spells. The ice shards lost their sentience the moment they touched the spear shadows, turning into ordinary ice blocks.

Seeing that the ranged attack was ineffective, a ruthless glint flashed in Myriad Poisons Old Freak's eyes. His body suddenly vanished from his original spot—his cultivated "Poison Shadow Escape" allowed him to conceal himself using poisonous mist and excelled at surprise attacks. He silently circled behind Chen Fan, the black poisonous thread on his fingertip striking towards Chen Fan's back like a viper. The "Bone Corroding Poison" contained within the thread could kill even a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul Realm instantly.

"Brother Fan, watch your back!" Lin Xiaohu's voice suddenly rang out. Although he couldn't participate in the fight, he had been closely observing the battlefield, and he had captured Myriad Poisons Old Freak's concealed trajectory.

Chen Fan's heart tightened. Without needing to turn around, the Bloodline Power within him automatically condensed into a pale red shield on his back. "Pfft!" The black poisonous thread struck the shield, emitting a soft sound. The thread was instantly incinerated by the Bloodline Power. Myriad Poisons Old Freak's figure was revealed by the shield's recoil, his face filled with astonishment.

"You could actually sense my sneak attack?" Myriad Poisons Old Freak couldn't believe it. His "Poison Shadow Escape" had never failed in the cultivation world, yet he never expected a martial artist to see through it.

"Martial arts cultivation emphasizes 'listening to all directions and observing all sides.' No matter how hidden your aura is, it cannot escape the perception of Blood Essence," Chen Fan said coldly. His body flickered, and he appeared before Myriad Poisons Old Freak. "Flame Spear Art: Cloud Pierce!"

The pale golden spear shadow instantly pierced Myriad Poisons Old Freak's protective spiritual energy, heading straight for his brow. Myriad Poisons Old Freak was terrified, hastily dodging to the side. The spear shadow grazed his shoulder, but it still left a bone-deep wound. The wound was instantly seared by golden protective energy, emitting a "sizzling" sound. The poison couldn't spread at all.

"Ah—! My arm!" Myriad Poisons Old Freak let out a scream. He could feel that Chen Fan's protective energy contained a special power that not only suppressed poison but also burned his meridians. Knowing he was no match, he turned to flee, but Chen Fan kicked him in the back, sending him crashing heavily to the ground.

Chen Fan stepped forward, placing a foot on Myriad Poisons Old Freak's chest. Pale golden protective energy surged through his sole, instantly sealing his meridians. "Speak! What other conspiracy do the Xianyun Sect, Profound Ice Sect, and Poison Dragon Cult have?"

A hint of madness flashed in Myriad Poisons Old Freak's eyes. He suddenly opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of black venom towards Chen Fan—this was his final trump card, "Myriad Poisons United." The venom contained the poisons he had cultivated his entire life; even a strong cultivator in the Martial Saint Realm might not be able to withstand it.

Chen Fan, who was already prepared, dodged the venom to the side. At the same time, the "Qi and Blood Spear" in his hand thrust out again, piercing directly through Myriad Poisons Old Freak's throat. Black blood gushed from Myriad Poisons Old Freak's mouth, and his body quickly began to melt, eventually turning into a pool of black pus, completely vanishing in Falling Star Valley.

Having dealt with Myriad Poisons Old Freak, Chen Fan turned his gaze to Zhang Xuan and Elder Ice Soul. The two of them now had faces as pale as paper; Myriad Poisons Old Freak's death had completely extinguished their will to fight.

"Chen Fan, don't push it too far! Our Profound Ice Sect has no enmity with you; we were only coerced by the Xianyun Sect to come!" Elder Ice Soul said hurriedly, attempting to distance himself.

"No enmity? When you tried to kill me with 'Ice Seal Ten Thousand Miles' just now, why didn't you mention no enmity?" Chen Fan sneered. "Since you came today, neither of you will leave alive!"

Zhang Xuan knew that begging for mercy was useless. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes: "Elder Ice Soul, if we join forces and fight desperately, we might still have a sliver of hope!" The jade shield in his hand suddenly erupted with dazzling light, spiritual energy pouring in madly. "Xianyun Sect Secret Technique: Cloud Burst!"

The jade shield instantly exploded, and countless cloud energies condensed into massive fists that slammed towards Chen Fan. Elder Ice Soul gritted his teeth and also unleashed a forbidden technique. The cold energy around him surged to its extreme, his body began to freeze, and he eventually transformed into a giant ice sculpture. The ice sculpture's hands waved, and countless ice spikes rose from the ground, blocking all of Chen Fan's escape routes.

"Excellent!" Excitement flashed in Chen Fan's eyes. The Blood Essence and True Energy within him circulated to their limit. Pale golden protective energy and pale red Blood Essence intertwined, forming a massive "Flame Spear." "Sky Shattering Fist: River Burning" and "Flame Spear Art: Prairie Fire" were unleashed simultaneously—the fist energy and spear shadows merged, forming a colossal flame spear shadow that blasted towards Zhang Xuan and Elder Ice Soul's attacks.

"Bang!"

An earth-shattering roar erupted as the flame spear shadow collided with the cloud fists and ice spikes. Golden flames instantly engulfed the cloud energy and ice spikes. Zhang Xuan and Elder Ice Soul were sent staggering backward by the immense impact, spitting out large amounts of blood.

Zhang Xuan's jade shield was shattered, and his spiritual energy was completely depleted. He watched Chen Fan approach step by step, his eyes filled with terror: "Chen Fan, I am the Acting Sect Master of the Xianyun Sect. If you kill me, the Xianyun Sect will never let you go!"

"Xianyun Sect? Even if the Sect Master of the Xianyun Sect came, I would still kill him!" Chen Fan's voice was icy. The "Flame Spear" in his hand thrust out again, piercing directly through Zhang Xuan's heart. Zhang Xuan's body slumped softly to the ground, his eyes filled with unwillingness, but he was no longer breathing.

After dealing with Zhang Xuan, Chen Fan turned his gaze to the ice sculpture that Elder Ice Soul had become. Within the ice sculpture, Elder Ice Soul's eyes were filled with despair. He knew he had no power left to resist.

Chen Fan raised the "Flame Spear" in his hand, and the flame spear shadow instantly enveloped the ice sculpture. The ice sculpture rapidly melted in the flames. Elder Ice Soul's screams soon disappeared in the flames, eventually turning into a pool of clear water, completely dissipating.

With the deaths of the three Nascent Soul powerhouses, the battle in Falling Star Valley finally concluded. Chen Fan slowly retracted his "Qi and Blood Spear." The Blood Essence and True Energy within him began to circulate wildly. The threshold of the Martial Saint Realm he had previously touched now actively opened to him—Myriad Poisons Old Freak's poison, Zhang Xuan's Cloud Burst, and Elder Ice Soul's forbidden technique had all put immense pressure on him, but they had also stimulated his physical body and Blood Essence, allowing him to completely break through the second layer of the "Mortal Body Shackles"!

"Ah—!"

Chen Fan let out a long roar. An aura far surpassing his previous one erupted from his body. Pale golden protective energy completely enveloped him, and Blood Essence surged like a great river within him. His physical body's strength and True Energy's purity had undergone a qualitative leap. He could clearly feel his senses becoming sharper, perceiving every blade of grass, every speck of dust, and every trace of aura around him with clarity. His strength had also become more terrifying; every punch and kick contained the might to shatter mountains and crack rocks, and he could even contend with magical treasures with his physical body alone!

Martial Saint Realm! Chen Fan had finally officially broken through to the Martial Saint Realm!

Lin Xiaohu, Li Mo, and the others watched the aura surrounding Chen Fan, their eyes filled with shock and admiration. They knew that from this day forward, the cultivation world would welcome a new legend—a martial arts legend who, with a mortal body, broke through to the Martial Saint Realm and slew Nascent Soul powerhouses!

Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them. He could feel that after breaking through to the Martial Saint Realm, his strength far surpassed that of ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. He even had the strength to fight against cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Let's return to the Seven Stars Sect," Chen Fan said, his voice carrying a hint of authority. He knew that breaking through to the Martial Saint Realm was just a new beginning. The remnants of the Xianyun Sect and other cultivation sects hostile to martial arts were still waiting for him. But he no longer feared. The strength of the Martial Saint Realm was enough for him to establish himself in the cultivation world, enough for him to continue protecting those he wished to protect, and enough for him to walk further on the path of breaking the "Spiritual Root Destiny."

The group set off on their journey back to the Seven Stars Sect. Sunlight bathed Chen Fan's body, and pale golden protective energy shimmered brilliantly under the sun. The blood and battles in Falling Star Valley were now in the past; a new era belonging to Martial Saint Chen Fan was quietly beginning.