The Flying Immortal Battlefield has entered its most turbulent period. Youren can remain calm. In this gathering place where almost all the peak Great Sage from the entire universe have gathered, Youren is incredibly arrogant and wants to attack the Sacred Body Ye Fan. His strength is even greater than that of some of the older generation.
This place is located at the center of the Flying Immortal Battlefield, in a plain with a wide surrounding area, making it a good battlefield.
All around were gathered proud talents, standing tall on the edge of the horizon.
Those who harbored a pilgrimage mentality did not resist Ye Fan; on the contrary, they took the initiative to approach him without any malice. Their spiritual light was kind, and Ye Fan did not reject these divine thoughts when he sensed them, nor did he stop them from getting closer.
While Youren make pilgrimages to the sacred, Youren naturally want to dethrone them.
"Who are these people who suddenly appeared out of nowhere? Rumor has it that the entire Underworld was killed by Senior Ye with a single palm strike, almost confirming the identity of the Sacred Body himself. How dare these people still make a move? Are they so confident in their strength that they have no fear?!"
Looking up at the towering sky, the newly appeared group of figures, led by a young man in a dragon robe who looked very young yet majestic, resembled divine warriors, looking down at the people below with the demeanor of superiors.
"Who is this person!?" Youren couldn't help but ask. Anyone who could so obviously be hostile to Ye Fan, the Sacred Body, must be incredibly powerful, perhaps with an even more impressive background, powerful enough to not be afraid of a powerful Sacred Body who dares to fight against Supreme.
"Or perhaps they believe that Senior Ye's return will inevitably be different from before!?"
Finally, Youren recognized the leader of this group of peak Great Sage. The so-called young man who looked to be in his early twenties was actually an old man over a thousand years old. He possessed the divine power of a peak Great Sage, and his body surged with extraordinary power, as if a powerful being was constantly supporting him.
"The disciple of the Divine Court Lord, ranked 324th on the final Crystal Stele." An incredulous voice rang out. Those who knew the inside story found it hard to accept, some saying with disbelief, "I heard he was only the Divine Court Lord's nominal disciple. Is he now trying to kill Ye Fan to gain the Divine Court Lord's acceptance?"
Hearing these sounds, Ye Fan remained unfazed.
Three hundred years have passed. It's not just his body that has been affected; his spirit and soul have also been cleansed. In that Supreme battle amidst the Dark Turmoil, he gained many insights, and now his state of mind far surpasses that of ordinary people, reaching a level that should only be attained at the peak of cultivation.
" Sacred Body!? Where did this imposter come from, blaspheming a former participant in the war? You deserve to die!" The Great Sage, clad in a dragon robe and golden armor, held a long spear in the sky, exhaling the spear intent left behind by the Lord of the Divine Court. Quasi-Emperor level laws burst forth at the tip of the spear, as if a blue dragon was rising and falling.
" Quasi-Emperor Artifact!" Almost Youren was shocked.
Three hundred years ago, during the Dark Turmoil, all the ancient Ancient Emperor Weapon of the Primordial Era, as well as the Emperor Weapon of the various human Great Emperor of the Post-Desolate Ancient Era, such as the Void Mirror, the Hengyu Furnace, the Daoyan Emperor Armor, and even the Emperor Weapon of many Forbidden Zone Supreme, were shattered.
Quasi-Emperor Artifact represent almost the pinnacle of the current universe.
Wielding Quasi-Emperor Artifact, one can move freely and fearlessly in battles against opponents of the same level. No matter how strong a young Supreme is, as long as the difference in strength is not too great, one might be able to put up a fight.
"He must have received a hint from the Lord of the Divine Court, and with the Quasi-Emperor spear bestowed upon him, he wants to assassinate Senior Ye!" Youren shouted, indignant on Ye Fan's behalf, and stepped in front of him, wanting to block him for Ye Fan.
When one person appears, many others follow.
Soon after, a large number of followers gathered in front of Ye Fan, wanting to take the bullets for Ye Fan.
"Disperse." Ye Fan smiled, the first smile he had shown since arriving at the Flying Immortal Battlefield. He felt a warmth from the depths of his heart, and his heart, silent for three hundred years, finally began to warm up.
"Senior, that's Quasi-Emperor Artifact!" Youren reminded Ye Fan.
Ye Fan shook his head and calmly said, "I am Ye Fan."
Ye Fan!
These two words seem to possess a magical charm.
So what if it's Quasi-Emperor Artifact?
"I am Ye Fan" —you don't even need to think before you say that; it just sounds incredibly cool!
"How arrogant!" The peak Great Sage in the sky moved, and the Quasi-Emperor level Dragon Spear in his hand first showed a cold light, which shimmered and was like a cold venomous snake that suddenly crawled up to Ye Fan's brow.
Clang!
A sound like Jin Shi clashing against metal was heard.
Ye Fan's figure had long since vanished from the spot, leaving only a sliver of golden light. He practically shattered the Void with his physical body, arriving before the Great Sage as if he had moved out of thin air. He clasped his hands together and clenched them tightly, his golden arms causing the Quasi-Emperor Dragon Spear to go numb.
The Great Sage of the Divine Court coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling his internal organs churning, and his eyes revealed disbelief.
"Bare-handedly shaking Quasi-Emperor Artifact "
Ye Fan's followers on the plains gasped in surprise, first in disbelief, then instantly becoming enthusiastic.
"As expected of Senior Ye, the Sacred Body, his powerful methods are just as strong as they were three hundred years ago. In the hundreds of millions of years of the Desolate Antiquity Era, who else but the Great Emperor Wushi could shake weapons like this!?"
boom!
Ye Fan moved again, tearing off the man's arm without regard for the flowing blood. His body was enveloped in golden blood energy, and almost instantly he grasped the Quasi-Emperor Artifact that had been struggling wildly at the beginning.
"My weapon!" The peak Great Sage screamed in terror. His severed arm, which Ye Fan had removed, was bleeding profusely, and even with the laws pushed to their limit, it could not heal, as if the source of his divine life had been cut off.
"You're far too naive to think you can test me. Although I haven't seen my disciples for three hundred years, I know you can't even defeat the weakest among them. You will lose!"
"Now, you're going to die!"
Amidst the horrified gazes of the Divine Court's followers, Ye Fan pierced through that peak Great Sage with the ease of crushing an ant, without even releasing a trace of magic power, relying entirely on his physical strength from beginning to end.
"Kill!" After a brief pause, the soldiers from the Divine Court roared, forming a terrifying army. Each of them was Great Sage. Such a person might not be anything special if they existed alone, but they would be crushed to pieces by the young Supreme.
But now they act together, possessing an invincible battle formation.
They roared, unleashing a dazzling burst of light and flame. All their weapons merged together, transforming into an incomparably brilliant spear of light, controlled by Youren and imbued with their collective magical power. This single strike might be equivalent to a strike from Quasi-Emperor!
"Has Senior Ye gone mad? Why doesn't he run away!"
People stared wide-eyed as Ye Fan not only didn't back down, but instead soared upwards.
Golden blood pierced the heavens, and the blood aura of the Sacred Body was even more exaggerated than rumored. Ye Fan extended a golden palm that was even more intense than that dazzling blood spear, brimming with a power that instilled near despair.
boom
The blow landed without any suspense, and everything returned to calm.
If it weren't for the countless shattered corpses of the Divine Court soldiers falling from the sky, everyone would have felt that it was all unreal, as if everything that had happened before was just a minor incident.
"That's too strong!"
"Where are the people who question Senior Ye? Such blazing golden blood energy, an unprecedented and unparalleled fighting style, more powerful than the Overlord, more restrained than Yaoguang, and stronger than Yin Tiande —who dares to say this is someone else impersonating him!?" Ye Fan's die-hard fans stepped forward. Seeing Ye Fan sweep everything aside, they were even more excited than if they had accomplished all of this themselves, feeling a sense of triumph for the first time in three hundred years.
Almost all of Ye Fan's enemies fell silent.
What kind of combat power is this? It's simply unreasonable. No matter how many spells the enemy uses, it can just push them aside with one hand.
It truly deserves the name of the Sacred Body.
This is practically the second Wushi!
It was at this moment that Xiao Yan and the others approached, arriving at a point closer to the plain. They mingled with the crowd, concealing their auras, and witnessed the shocking scene from before. Ye Fan's powerful sweep left a deep impression on Xiao Yan as well.
"This young man is remarkable," the Yao Lao said with a smile, stroking his beard.
Xiao Yan rolled his eyes and said, "He disappeared for three hundred years. He's probably four or five hundred years old in real life. You might even have to call him 'senior'!"
The Yao Lao retorted, "Don't speculate about the teacher's age so casually. Besides, I am indeed a thousand years old now, and can certainly be called a young man by the Sacred Body."
"Look at him, he can sweep everything away with just one hand, knocking down all the enemies who stand in his way," said the Yao Lao, puffing out his beard and glaring, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"When others are already invincible, you're still complaining to me that your skills aren't good enough!"
Xiao Yan was speechless. "When did I complain? It's just that the world travels too fast, and I can't quite keep up. If I have some time to train, I'll definitely be able to catch up, and then I won't fear any of the geniuses in this universe!"
He thought for a moment, then paused, "Of course, that doesn't include Ye Fan yet."
The Yao Lao squinted and said, "You noticed it too?"
Xiao Yan nodded helplessly, "With a Quasi-Emperor constantly by my side, how could I not understand? This Sacred Body Ye Fan's body is no longer just a Sacred Body; it has clearly reached the Quasi-Emperor level. Although I don't know why he doesn't use magic power, he can indeed sweep away everything with just this Quasi-Emperor level physical body."
"I've never heard of a Quasi-Emperor appearing in this Immortal Flying Immortal Battlefield."
The Yao Lao laughed heartily, "It's excellent that you've set this precedent. With two Quasi-Emperor from our lineage, we can roam freely throughout the entire universe. What cultivation technique won't we get then! When I took you in, I thought you were a handsome young man, just like me in my youth, a dashing young man from the surrounding area!"
Xiao Yan was speechless.
The two lively master and apprentice in front of her started bickering again, and Qian Renxue shook her head helplessly.
Liu Bei, standing to the side, joined in the shouts, cheering for Ye Fan. Upon seeing Ye Fan, he almost went mad, shouting and chanting Ye Fan's name along with the crowd.
"As expected of the Lord of the Heavenly Court of our Heavenly Court planet, he is indeed powerful!" Liu Bei exclaimed in amazement!
"Senior brother, perhaps we shouldn't make a move. If Master doesn't intervene, Ye Fan might truly be invincible." On the distant horizon, a group of figures remained stationary throughout, belonging to the Yaoguang lineage.
Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes and remained silent.
Above his head was a treasure bottle filled with chaotic energy, emitting the light of the Great Dao. It was a rare treasure of the Great Sage level, and even some so-called young Supreme had not been able to find such a treasure nurtured by heaven and earth as their natal artifact.
" Ye Fan's Sacred Body Origin is incredibly precious. If I could obtain it, my cultivation and my Great Dao Treasure Bottle would undergo unprecedented evolution. Not to mention being on par with my master, even surpassing him wouldn't be impossible." He muttered to himself, lost in thought.
"Perhaps we shouldn't make a move," a Yaoguang disciple beside him advised.
On the other side, Yin Ming carried the Purple Firmament Sword on his back, his purple Daoist robe fluttering, and a rare hint of gloom appeared in his brows.
He stared at Ye Fan, pondering just how far the latter had come. " Youren will eventually lose patience; now is not the time for me to make my move."
Sure enough, Youren couldn't hold back any longer.
A man resembling a god or demon gradually approached from the edge of the world. He was not naked from the waist up, but his bronze skin reflected light like metal. Needless to say, he was a powerful cultivator with a strong physique.
" Tuoba Mo!"
This is a prodigy who appeared nearly three hundred years later. He was very popular and had a brilliant record. His terrifyingly powerful body was almost invincible. He swept through several ancient paths and was a formidable opponent in the entire Flying Immortal Battlefield. Youren dared to provoke him.
"A hundred years ago, he was hunted down by the Fire Spirit who had once pursued Sacred Body Ye, but managed to escape. Fifty years ago, he directly killed several Saint Spirit and advanced in the face of the wrath of heaven and earth. His cultivation is not much weaker than his physical body; he is a demonic figure!"
Tuoba Mo walked over, his body strong and powerful, like a walking dragon. Every step he took mobilized all his muscles, making full use of every cell. His blood flowed under his control, ready to unleash explosive power at any moment.
"You come from the Eternal Star Domain!?" Ye Fan suddenly asked, a hint of interest in his eyes.
Tuoba Mo frowned and asked, "Have you heard of me?"
Ye Fan shook his head. " Youren once tried to use my Sacred Body blood to cultivate a descendant with your physique, but I ultimately dealt that family a heavy blow. Therefore, I gained some understanding of your physique, and even the entire Eternal Star Domain."
"You can see through my physical essence just from our first meeting? I don't believe it!" Tuoba Mo's face was as cold as ice, looking like a stinky rock, both smelly and incredibly hard, making a group of people with grudges grit their teeth in hatred but dare not make a move.
"It's just the Brahma Battle Body, what's so special about it? I have no reason to lie to you." Ye Fan said calmly.
"Hehehe," Tuoba Mo laughed coldly.
"What does it matter!? The Brahma Battle Body only appears once every tens of thousands of years. I was born in this golden age to end everything. All other physiques will become ants beneath my feet. I will rise!"
"Rise is achieved through force, not words."
Without warning, the two attacked, unleashing fiery fist beams encased in bronze-colored metal, crashing down like a mountain, only to be shattered by the giant golden palm, sending them flying through a burst of golden light.
puff!
Tuoba Mo stared at his severed arm, his face filled with disbelief. He had shattered his arm with a casual strike.
What the hell is that monster?!
(End of this chapter)