Myriad Beginning Saint Son

The Myriad Beginnings Holy Son

The Human Sacred Body naturally used the Formation Secret.

Having learned this great secret, one could grasp the mysteries of formation patterns and wield all manner of supreme killing formations with ease—capable of slaughter, sealing, and amplifying the peerless might of Dao weapons.

The lightning-drawing formation was merely an unconventional application of the Formation Secret.

"See, Brother Jin? I told you there was no need to hold back."

Ye Fan withdrew the miniature formations floating in midair. The heavy gray storm clouds above the Jade Lake Life-and-Death Arena gradually dispersed as well, and the looming calamity faded away.

Jin Chixiao secretly let out a breath of relief, but could only respond with a bitter smile.

Fine, he truly could not defeat the Human Sacred Body. Ye Fan had not been boasting.

There were countless great sects and ancient schools across the Central Region of the Eastern Wasteland. Those secretly dissatisfied with the returning Merak Holy Land, like the Purple Mansion Sacred Land, were even more numerous.

The Myriad Beginnings Sacred Land likewise wanted to surpass their former leader in every respect.

Sure enough, the first heir of the Golden Family of the Northern Plains had barely left when the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son stepped forward, an azure-gold longsword in hand. "I have heard that the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body is invincible among those of the same realm, unmatched in the world. I hope Brother Ye will not hesitate to enlighten me."

"Please!"

With a sweep of his long sleeve, Ye Fan proudly accepted the challenge.

Bathed in azure divine flames, the Myriad Beginnings Holy Son strode with the bearing of a dragon and tiger. His spirit and vigor reached an unprecedented peak as he swung the azure-gold divine sword down without hesitation.

Clang!

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