The screams in the distance quickly faded away.
The world was so quiet that only the sound of falling leaves could be heard. The disciples of the Origin Immortal Mountain were all pale and trembling like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Even You Yan had large beads of cold sweat rolling down his forehead, and his robe was already soaked.
Suddenly, an Origin Immortal Mountain disciple screamed. "Save me!"
Lu Yifan had appeared in front of him at some point, his pale hand reaching out to grab the disciple's head.
The disciple was so frightened that he couldn't move, his Dao heart crumbling as he began to sob.
"Jiang Yuchen, dodge!"
You Yan roared, the wings of soul light on his back expanding to their limits as he raised his axe and swung it down.
Alas, he wasn't fast enough to save Jiang Yuchen in time.
And even if he did, would he really be able to save Jiang Yuchen?
You Yan felt bitter as he thought, The Origin Immortal Mountain is going to fall here today.
But then, he saw Lu Yifan's hand stop half a foot in front of Jiang Yuchen for some reason.
Lu Yifan took back his hand, then casually turned his palm into a knife and slapped in the direction where You Yan came from.
A sharp light followed the palm blade and cut through the space. It shook You Yan's axe and actually shattered the huge axe. You Yan also spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.
A thought appeared in his mind: How could he be so strong?!
"Senior Brother You Yan!"
"Senior Brother Jiang Yuchen!"
Two female voices came from the air. "Are you all right?!"
Hua Ling and Hua Qing suddenly appeared and hurriedly helped the two away from the battlefield.
Lu Yifan didn't pursue. After thrusting out his palm, he stood with his hands behind his back, his pale face creased into a frown.
The other disciples of the Origin Immortal Mountain didn't dare to flee, but when they saw Hua Ling and Hua Qing take You Yan and Jiang Yuchen several li away, they mustered up their courage and rushed over.
In his shock, You Yan said, "Hua Ling, Hua Ling, why are you here?"
Hua Qing replied, "I've been with my friend this entire time. When I saw this fiend appear, I had my friend quickly intervene. Senior Brother Ling Fei died too quickly, so my friend couldn't save him in time. "
"Your friend?"
The disciples of the Origin Immortal Mountain were all dumbfounded.
Of course, they knew the identities of the two sisters. Before the Firmament Martial Arts Symposium, Hua Xin had specially asked them to take care of the two sisters. If he had friends who could intimidate that fiend, would he still need them to take care of him?
You Yan looked over in surprise. Only then did he realize that a slender figure had appeared in front of the Fiend Star with the Green Tooth Ghost's mask.
Yang Qingxuan and Lu Yifan, this pair of former schoolmates, met again in another place at another time.
However, Lu Yifan's eyes were filled with confusion, as if he couldn't recognize Yang Qingxuan.
Lu Yifan stared into Yang Qingxuan's eyes, and the wrinkles between his brows deepened. Those eyes gave him a very familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember where.
Lu Yifan let out a low roar, his face contorted in pain.
Yang Qingxuan said softly, "Lu Yifan."
This name seemed to be extremely sensitive, and it immediately touched Lu Yifan's nerves. His cold eyes instantly widened, and they became bloodshot.
"Ah!!"
Lu Yifan roared as he thrust a palm at Yang Qingxuan!
"Boom!"
Beneath the palm, countless fine palm prints stretched out and expanded, drawing upon the power of space in the surroundings. Everything within a radius of several thousand feet collapsed, condensing into this palm!
"So strong!"
Yang Qingxuan was stunned. Lu Yifan's palm was nothing fancy, completely relying on True Essence. It was actually on par with a late-stage Emperor Celestial Realm expert!
"Could he be a perfected Emperor Celestial Realm expert?!"
Yang Qingxuan was given a fright. Without any time to think, he transformed into the Desolate Body, formed a seal with his hands, and punched out!
"Eight Desolates Return to Nothingness!"
"Boom!"
The two palms collided, and countless gusts of wind shot out in all directions. The area for several thousand feet around the two instantly became a vacuum.
Powerful energy surged into the heavens, forming a dazzling beam of light.
In the distance, the people of the Origin Immortal Mountain were flabbergasted.
Yang Qingxuan was even more shocked. After transforming into the Desolate Body, he already had a perfected Celestial Realm body. Above that was the Desolate Race's Divine Desolate Ancient Star Body.
Lu Yifan's arms and palms were wrapped in a faint layer of soul light, like armor.
"Martial soul?"
A strange feeling flashed through Yang Qingxuan's mind. In the many years he had spent in Heavenly Consort Academy, he had never known what Lu Yifan's martial soul was. Even when they had participated in the Five Nations Grand Tournament and experienced life and death together in Little Flowerfruit Mountain, he had never seen Lu Yifan's martial soul.
"Again!"
Yang Qingxuan roared as he pulled back his hands and punched out again. "Absolute Kill, Imperial Fist!"
This was the move recorded in Qian Chengjue's martial arts memories. When Yang Qingxuan used it, his arms swelled several times, and his fist energy came crashing down like a pagoda!
The golden light in his eyes was fixed on Lu Yifan. When he saw the soul light begin to attach to Lu Yifan's body, he immediately formed a seal with his left hand. A sword light flashed between his eyebrows, and the Lawful Embodiment of Heaven and Earth appeared behind him. His soul power surged forward like a tide!
"Martial Soul Suppression!"
Lu Yifan was shocked. His soul power seemed to be greatly suppressed, but it only lasted for an instant. His soul power broke through the suppression, and a soul armor formed on his arms once more!
"What?!"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. Ever since he had learned Martial Soul Suppression, he had never failed!
"Boom!"
Lu Yifan punched out again. When their fists collided, a terrifying burst of energy erupted, and they were both forced back.
At this point, Yang Qingxuan could already confirm that Lu Yifan's cultivation was at Emperor celestial full cultivation. In fact, he was infinitely close to the Dao Realm.
That was because physical cultivators could suppress Qi cultivators of the same cultivation level. Furthermore, Lu Yifan was able to fight him to a draw. Clearly, he had already surpassed Emperor celestial full cultivation, and was only a step away from the Dao Realm.
"How did he cultivate?"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked beyond words. He had gone through countless life and death situations to reach Emperor celestial late stage.
However, Lu Yifan's appearance, demeanor, and aura had undergone a tremendous change. His story might not be any less than Lin Fan's.
After two consecutive punches, Lin Fan returned without any results. Lu Yifan seemed to have calmed down. He floated in the air and stared at Yang Qingxuan.
Yang Qingxuan smiled gently and patted the dust off his body. "Old classmate, how have you been?"
It seemed like the three words "old classmate" had stimulated him again. Lu Yifan's pupils suddenly widened, and he let out a loud roar. "Ah!" A terrifying soul light erupted from his body with a bang.
The Spirit Light was black and purple in color. It contained an endless starry sky, and a dazzling galaxy existed within it.
As it flowed, it transformed into a gigantic beast. It looked like a black panther, except that it had three tails. Its black hole-like eyes stared at Yang Qingxuan as it let out a manic roar.
"This is …"
Yang Qingxuan was astounded. This was the first time he had seen Lu Yifan's Martial Soul. He did not expect it to be so extraordinary.
"Devouring Starry Sky! This is the same as your Taixuan Sword Mound. It is known as one of the ten strongest Martial Souls, the Devouring Starry Sky! "
Yang Qingxuan heard Jiazi's horrified cries.
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