The heavens collapsed and the earth split apart. Golden blood energy rushed into the heavens from the crown of this person's head, overflowing and tyrannical!
This was a type of exceptionally terrifying aura. The golden blood energy scattered the sea of lightning, making the primal chaos explode. This person stood at the pinnacle of the past and present as he stood there, looking down on the heavens.
A single person, a great emperor who had just entered the saint realm, displayed this type of divine might. In this cultivation realm, this could be considered world-shattering.
"Why?" Ye Fan said to himself. The person on the other side was just like him, definitely a human race divine body. The implications were too great, simply unimaginable.
It was rumored that there had never been a divine body that became an emperor, so why was there a young supreme being before him?
If others were here, they would definitely feel their scalps go numb. This toppled everything they knew, breaking common sense. This was a grand event that had never happened since the ancient times.
Hong!
The person on the other side attacked, his aura unmatched and domineering. His body was tall and sturdy, black hair dancing about chaotically. His eyes were deep, as if millions and millions of stars appeared in his pupils, terrifying beyond compare.
This was a confrontation at the peak of their generation, a great battle between two divine bodies!
They fought power against power, clashing head-on. Golden blood energy scattered the lightning tribulation, their battle making heaven and earth collapse and the stellar domain tremble. They were exceptionally brave, their divine might unstoppable.
Every single one of them had a domineering spirit. With a single roar, the galaxy moved. Their strong bodies, fluttering black hair, cold eyes, and exuberant golden blood energy could be said to be able to swallow the mountains and rivers!
They all brandished the Six Dao Reincarnations Fist, displaying this secret technique to the peak, refining it through battle, even closer to their own dao.
This was a great battle between human race saints at the peak!
"Roar …"
Ye Fan's fist smashed apart a meteor. Golden fist force overflowed into the heavens, traveling thirty thousand li, making the cosmos around him tremble violently, as if it was going to collapse.
On the other side, the tall and slender, imposing young supreme being didn't feel any fear, similarly retaliating with the Six Dao Reincarnations Fist, shattering the void. Golden blood energy surged, turning the small star in front of him into powder.
This was a battle between young supreme beings, every single strike powerful to an unimaginable level!
Every single move contained a myriad of variations and numerous Dao Arts. The slightest bit of carelessness would cause one's body and soul to be annihilated, and it was extremely intense.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist was an extremely powerful and invincible fist intent. It required an indomitable courage to press forward. In one's heart, one's self was the only sovereign. This was the foundation of being invincible in the world.
Their movements were large and powerful, their fist force shocking past and present, their unmatched conviction shattering the sun, moon, and stars. Every single fist descended, stars would tremble, terrifying to the extreme.
From afar, the golden blood energy drowned out the entire star domain, making the Heavenly Tribulation no longer dazzling and only serving as a foil.
This was an unprecedented and stunning battle, enough to be recorded in the cultivation history of the Great War of the Saints.
When the battle reached its climax, Ye Fan revealed a strange expression. This person was only using the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist against his enemy and had no other true meanings. How could this be?
The reason why Xiao Chen did not change his technique was because he wanted to see who was stronger, to see who was stronger when using the same secret technique. In the Emperor's Road Contest for Supremacy, the strong advanced while the weak retreated. Those who believed in invincibility would not avoid it.
"He's the same as me, even his unmatched fist intent is the same!"
Ye Fan sensed that something was wrong. At first, he thought that it was a saint physique, but now, he revealed a strange expression. He changed his move in an instant, using the Battle Saint Technique to produce a large bell. The bell waves spread far away, shattering a group of meteorites.
Rumble!
In the boundless sea of lightning, in the depths of the endless primal chaos, a tall and majestic figure descended, blocking the Wu Shi Bell. A sky-devouring demonic jar appeared above his head, pouring down millions of strands of radiance. The boundless divine might could move the universe.
"This is …" Ye Fan was moved. Could it be that a ruthless person had arrived? However, he soon discovered that he was wrong. This was a young supreme who was using the Battle Saint Technique to oppose him.
A second person appeared and fought fiercely with him. The other person temporarily retreated to the side, no longer making a move.
Boom!
Ye Fan's eyes were cold. Golden lightning pierced through the starry sky. He used the Battle Saint Technique, and an ancient void mirror appeared in front of his brows. It shot out a dazzling immortal light that could illuminate the ages.
With a kacha sound, the void collapsed and the sea of lightning retreated. This strike could be said to be unstoppable, its power peerless. For a saint to have such a performance, it could be said to be brilliant.
Qiang!
The person on the other side was neither fast nor slow. An imperial immortal sword rose up behind him, turning into a great dragon. It soared into the sky and hacked apart the past, present, and future.
This was the Tai Sovereign Sword evolved from the Battle Saint Technique. It was exceptionally sharp and its offensive power was unparalleled. It sliced apart the everlasting!
Ye Fan sucked in a breath of cold air. The Battle Saint Technique cultivated by this young supreme being had reached perfection, standing shoulder to shoulder with him. They could only be stronger and not weaker.
He fought crazily against this person, continuously using heavy blows. He didn't exchange secret techniques and used the Battle Saint Technique to his heart's content, advancing together at the peak of his generation.
Rumble!
When the battle of life and death reached its peak, the person on the other side was the same as him. Golden blood energy rushed out from his body, piercing through the sun and moon, tyrannical and matchless.
Saint Physique, another saint physique! Ye Fan sucked in a breath of cold air. He stopped, and the person on the other side also retreated a few steps. He seriously sized up the two people.
How could there be two Great Emperors with saint physiques? Or could it be that they weren't young Great Emperors?
At this moment, Ye Fan sensed something. His expression was immediately shaken. He didn't say a word and circulated the Army Formula. Almost at the same time, a third person descended from the depths of the sky.
Boom!
Ye Fan circulated the Army Formula to the extreme and attacked forward. The third person made a move to block his path, but the result was the same peerless secret technique.
Moreover, this person circulated the Army Formula to the point of perfection and reached great heights. He used Ye Fan's entire body as a weapon to control his true body.
The battle was intense, and the two fought crazily with no thought of personal safety. Ye Fan's harvest was great. In a battle of similar strength and divine techniques, he obtained great enlightenment.
At the last moment, this person also rushed out with golden blood energy.
"Who am I fighting against..."
Divine light shot out from Ye Fan's eyes. At this moment, he didn't hesitate to use another secret technique to fight against the fourth young saint physique.
This was a difficult battle. Battle after battle, battle after battle, Ye Fan used every secret technique, and saint physiques appeared one after another.
Lightning flashed in the starry domain, and battle intent rumbled. The killing intent shook the nine heavens and rushed down to the nine underworlds, illuminating the cosmos.
Ye Fan was bathed in blood as he fought. His harvest was great. Every secret technique had a saint physique that was evolving and reaching the limit. The benefits this brought him were too great, and it was difficult to estimate.
It was as if there were several dozen of him, each researching a type of secret technique, and then competing against him to verify and raise the true meaning of this dao to a deeper level.
"Am I fighting against myself?!" Ye Fan gazed into the sky. After who knew how much time had passed, all of his dao techniques had been completely displayed.
All around him, strong and sturdy bodies stood tall and upright, each standing in a corner, surrounding him at the center.
"Right, it's all me, and not an emperor saint physique!" Ye Fan said to himself.
At this moment, he thought about what heavenly tribulation was, whether or not this world truly had a will, and why this type of thing would happen.
The dao was born from heaven and earth, and the imprints of all types of outstanding individuals were imprinted in the cosmos. He appeared here, and while resisting the heavenly tribulation, he appeared. This wasn't inconceivable.
"Manifesting according to my will …" Ye Fan understood some of the truth.
He had an unrivalled conviction in his heart, that he was the supreme one, and this never wavered. The heavenly tribulation of this starry domain imprinted the most powerful will, and that was why he appeared.
He fought a great battle with different versions of himself, evolving every secret technique. This kind of wondrous effect was indescribable, and it allowed him to clearly understand his shortcomings and strengths.
In the end, every single saint physique dissipated. There were no dao marks left behind, and they were annihilated like flying ashes.
Dong!
Ye Fan ascended into the sky, entering the depths of the sea of lightning step by step. Finally, he encountered a terrifying great enemy here. The young figures of the great ancient emperors appeared.
One, two, three … no more, no less. A total of nine figures, all of them incomparably real. Apart from their faces, their thick hair, their imposing bodies, all of them were so real that they each stood in a corner of the world.
He finally arrived at this stage. He couldn't avoid it, but Ye Fan wasn't afraid. On the contrary, his blood surged, and he had an urge to roar towards the sky.
To be able to fight against the young ancient emperors at the same cultivation level, Ye Fan had no regrets on the path of cultivation!
"I never thought that so many great emperors would come here …"
The great battle erupted, and it was even more dangerous than the Three Slashes of the Dao. The heaven and earth collapsed, ghosts wept and gods howled, and all the lightning tribulations were scattered.
Ye Fan had experienced all of this before, and now that he was facing it again, he was naturally incomparably experienced. His past self and dao self appeared, and they took turns to fight.
Even so, he still narrowly escaped death. As soon as the divine restriction appeared, there were immediately people on the other side who reached the divine restriction and retaliated, causing the sun, moon, and stars to change color.
Invincible laws, terrifying daos, all of them appeared at this moment. This was an ancient starry domain, and many great emperors had come here before. Their dao marks were recorded by the heaven and earth.
Great Emperor Wu Shi, Amitabha, Emperor of Fighting, Great Emperor Yu Hua, all of them had appeared here before …
In this battle, Ye Fan fought until his physical body was shattered, and his primordial spirit was torn into pieces. He narrowly escaped death as he faced the attacks of so many great emperors. The heavens wanted to obliterate him.
Since ancient times, no one could fight so many great emperors, not even Venerable Emperor or the Undying Heavenly Emperor. This exceeded the limits of an individual.
Every great emperor was invincible, and two great emperors had never met before. It was also impossible for one to suppress others alone, because the one being suppressed couldn't become an emperor.
In this battle, Ye Fan narrowly escaped death, and it was impossible for him to suppress nine great emperors alone. Survival was victory.
The first batch of great emperors and ancient emperors disappeared, and the second batch appeared. It was clear that this starry domain used to be extremely glorious, and many great emperors and ancient emperors came here to pay homage, leaving behind indelible dao marks.
In the end, Ye Fan stood alone in the starry sky. His entire body was covered in blood, and it was unknown just how many times he had been crushed. Even the divine restriction was triggered, but it could only end in such a bloody manner.
"Every great emperor is invincible …" After fighting for a long time, Ye Fan said softly. The more one understood great emperors, the more one would have this feeling.
"I am also invincible," he said softly, his tone calm. After this battle, his willpower and conviction became even firmer, and it was difficult to waver.
Surviving the encirclement of nine young unrivaled great emperors was a miracle!
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