Divine prohibition, the forbidden domain of the gods. It broke through all shackles and allowed mortals to ascend, almost becoming deities. Only ancient emperors could reside within!
It was a secret that surpassed the ancients and dazzled the contemporaries. It could increase one's quality in all aspects, be it battle prowess, speed, primordial spirit, or even perception. As long as it was advantageous, it would be multiplied tenfold.
The Tyrant had been utterly defeated. This was an unprecedented defeat. Ye Fan's performance was too powerful, extinguishing the last ray of light in his heart. He was shrouded in a haze and despondent.
There was no suspense at all. Even if he revived his dao, he would not be able to. It was forcefully interrupted, and in the end, his body collapsed. His bones were broken, and purple blood splattered everywhere.
This kind of defeat made him unable to see a glimmer of hope. Even when he attacked with his most powerful battle form, he was still defeated, dying at the most beautiful and splendid moment.
What kind of gap was this?
The Tyrant was sorrowful. He knew that even if he was given another chance to start all over again, the result would not change. He would still be mercilessly killed by Ye Fan!
The enemy was like a great mountain pressing down on his heart, giving him a sense of helplessness. His heart told him that this person was undefeatable. This was something that had never happened before. He had always been the nightmare of others, but now, someone had cast a shadow over his heart.
And it was precisely because of this that all his hopes turned to dust. His entire body was ice-cold, and he had lost all will to fight. His entire being was filled with sorrow, sorrow, and grief, as if he had been petrified.
"Why?" His lips trembled as he asked himself. He could not believe this reality. Since ancient times, he had heard of the past stories of all outstanding geniuses. The battle prowess of the ancient emperors when they were young was a benchmark that no one could surpass.
With his most powerful battle form, with four or five divine forms gathered in one body, he should be undefeatable, because he could absolutely stand shoulder to shoulder with the ancient emperors when they were young!
In the end, he was still defeated. He was in so much pain, yet he could not find an answer. The Tyrant believed that on this ancient path, no one at the same level could suppress the attacks of several divine forms like this.
This was beyond common sense!
Under the starry sky, it was absolutely silent. All the heroes were chilled from head to toe. The Tyrant's strength had long been known on the ancient path for decades, yet today, he was defeated so miserably that no one could say anything.
No one could believe that the appearance of a divine form would cause such a commotion. Now, even with several divine forms gathered on one body, it was still defeated. Who in the world could match such an opponent?
"What I said is still valid. Use your secret technique to buy your life." Ye Fan spoke calmly in the starry sky. He bathed in the bright moonlight, causing him to seem otherworldly and ethereal like an immortal.
The Overlord seemed to be sad, laughing, and crying at the same time. He felt terrible inside. He had never thought that there would be a day like this. Someone as powerful as him, who pressed forward courageously and swept through everything before him, would become a weakling in the eyes of others. He was looked down upon and forced.
"Just kill me! I definitely won't hand over the Nine Secrets and Lunar Immortal Scripture to you!" Even though the Overlord was defeated, the wildness in his bones was still there, unwilling to yield.
"Pu!"
Ye Fan spread out his five fingers, and five peerless rays of light pierced through the universe and shot at the Tyrant's body, turning him into a mist of broken bones and blood. It was ruthless, decisive, and resolute.
However, after a moment, the Zhong Overlord's body reassembled itself. The "Swordsman" character was unparalleled in the world. Having it was tantamount to having an immortal body in the course of a fierce battle.
"All the techniques in the world are just means, and there is no need to know them all. However, some of these methods are still needed." Ye Fan sighed softly.
Rather than seeking techniques, seeking techniques, and seeking the Dao, it was better to seek one's own body. This would be the foundation of his future cultivation, but nothing was absolute. Even Buddhism, which emphasized compassion, had the ability to subdue demons.
The Nine Secrets could be said to be heaven-defying, seizing the extreme mysteries of the heaven and earth. Every secret had extraordinary divine power and could transcend the heavens. For example, the "Swordsman" character was enough for a person to comprehend for a lifetime.
Ye Fan believed that anyone who wanted to live forever and be immortal in this world would care about this secret. Studying it carefully might be able to receive enlightenment and prolong one's time in this world.
"Pu!"
Ye Fan flipped his palm again and crushed the Overlord in the starry sky. The purple divine blood was a ghastly sight, and the lustrous white bone pieces were daunting.
This time, he did not wait for the Overlord's body to reassemble. He grabbed the purple Primordial Spirit, intending to forcefully explore its sea of consciousness and search for the nine ancient words in the Supreme Yin Celestial Scripture.
"Wait!" the Overlord shouted, and the fist-sized purple person glared at him.
Ye Fan stood above the galaxy with a carefree expression. He did not say anything and looked at the Overlord calmly and calmly.
"If you forcefully explore my Primordial Spirit, I will stop circulating the" Swordsman "character and self-destruct immediately. You won't get anything!" the Overlord threatened.
"You have two choices. One is to die, and the other is to buy your life with a secret technique," Ye Fan said calmly.
"You are humiliating me!" the Overlord glared angrily and clenched his fists. He was so angry that his whole body was convulsing and trembling.
He turned back from the depths of the starry sky and attacked in a domineering manner, but in the end, this was the result. He was disheartened. At this moment, the only thing that kept him going was to know the result. He was full of unwillingness and said, "I want to know, how did you win against me?!"
No one laughed at the Overlord's question. The starry sky was silent because this was also the question on everyone's mind. Ye Fan's performance could be described as a miracle. It was too inconceivable!
Not to mention the Overlord's other heaven-defying methods, just based on the battle prowess of the Divine Forms, he could absolutely sweep through the starry sky and compete with the Great Ancient Emperors in their youth. There was no doubt about this.
That kind of divine power was obvious to all. Under normal circumstances, it was almost unbeatable. No matter how strong Ye Fan was, he could only end in a draw or a tragic victory.
"A state," Ye Fan said calmly.
What kind of state was this? Everyone was filled with fear and confusion at the same time. In the end, a Dao Protector in the depths of the starry sky whispered to himself, "It can only be a divine prohibition."
This time, he did not lower his voice. Everyone heard him and was shocked.
The divine prohibition was a forbidden area. There were countless Heaven's Favorites in the world, but how many could charge in and stay there for a long time? Only the Great Ancient Emperors could do this!
"So this is the state of the divine prohibition!" The Overlord was not dejected after hearing this. Instead, he seemed to have woken up and exploded with a powerful spirit. The light in his eyes instantly became resplendent.
"I told you, how could I be easily suppressed when I'm in my most powerful state? If I also enter the divine prohibition, I will still be undefeatable!" he roared as if he was suddenly filled with confidence.
His eyes burst with a wild light and filled with a powerful battle intent. He was no longer lifeless and seemed to have been reborn. He looked down on his great enemy.
Ye Fan calmly looked at him and said, "In this world, there is no success that can be attributed to luck. I won because I am stronger than you. I comprehended the divine prohibition for several decades and was able to enter this area. This is strength. Otherwise, you can try and enter the divine forbidden area to fight me. "
"The divine prohibition is not an obstacle to me. I will definitely break in and stay there for a long time in the future!" the Overlord roared.
Ye Fan did not say anything and began to kill him, seizing the nine ancient characters and the "swordsman" character from the Supreme Yin Immortal Scripture. The Overlord's body collapsed, but he roared and was not willing to surrender.
"I am undying and can be reborn endlessly!" he roared.
"How many times can you live?" Ye Fan coldly said. The Myriad Energy Cauldron descended and sucked the Overlord inside. He began to refine him, causing his blood to boil and gradually dry up.
The possessor of the secret character was said to be able to continuously revive as long as there was a drop of blood left. It was difficult for him to die.
Ye Fan cut off his hope of revival and turned him into a bloody light that burned and evaporated. The Overlord roared and struggled fiercely. The entire cauldron began to tremble.
Everyone was shocked speechless. This was a magnificent overlord, yet he was captured in a cauldron and refined alive, becoming a prisoner of the lowest level.
Everything that happened today would inevitably shake the starry skies and alert the heavenly geniuses ahead. A "fierce tiger" had arrived in the struggle for supremacy on the Emperor Road and would break the current situation!
The divine body of the Emperor Burial Star had arrived. He would become a great enemy of the young supreme beings on the human race's ancient road. From today onwards, everyone would have to treat him seriously and view him as the most dangerous person.
Several figures stood in the distant sky. They were precisely the "miners" that Ye Fan had captured. When laying down the formation, they had made great contributions and had now regained their freedom.
"I don't believe it. The Overlord would suffer such a great defeat. Is there no hope for a comeback?!" Xu Li said to herself in disbelief. She was the youngest daughter of the 81st city's envoy.
"He really lost." Qi Zheng was stupefied. His background was even greater. He was the eldest grandson of the human race's ancient road protector, Qi Tian, and he had also been reduced to a miner.
On the ancient road, there were a few envoys who attached great importance to the young supreme beings of the Tyrant Heavens Bloodline. They had their children become friends with them and form a powerful force.
Some envoys personally hurried over from the depths of the starry skies for the sake of witnessing this battle. However, they didn't expect this kind of result. They were momentarily stunned.
The young supreme beings they attached great importance to were almost beaten into a cripple and killed to such a miserable state. Even their dao hearts had been shaken, making them all silent.
"Ah …" The Overlord's body and spirit were about to be destroyed. Most of his blood had evaporated and his bones were scorched. It was difficult for him to resist this terrifying cauldron.
Primal chaos was hazy inside the Myriad Qi Cauldron. Stellar streams flickered as if heaven and earth were being opened and could refine all things in the world.
"Enough, let's stop here. Where it is possible to let people off, one should forgive them!" A cold shout sounded. A white-haired, white-bearded old man appeared in the depths of the starry skies. He arrived in an instant with extreme speed.
Great Sage!
Everyone trembled. They felt a terrifying aura that covered heaven and earth, making everyone's blood boil. Their bodies felt like they were going to explode.
This was a dao protector from the human race's ancient path. The two had fought for so long, and now, the dao protector finally appeared, stopping Ye Fan from killing the Overlord. He released a world shocking might.
His body was indistinct. Strand after strand of great dao energy descended, suppressing the endless blue skies. He was incomparably powerful!
"So many trial-takers died on the starry sky ancient path, yet I never saw you appear. Why is the Overlord about to be killed, yet you came to stop him?" Ye Fan was extremely calm.
"What are you saying? Do you have any respect for a dao protector?" This indistinct figure said coldly.
"Who are you protecting? Whose dao protector are you?!" Ye Fan was fearless. He towered under the starry skies, facing this powerful Great Sage head-on.
"It is undeniable that you are an exceptional genius, stunning past and present. In the future, there will definitely be a divine position for you in this world. However, right now, it is still not your world. You cannot act unbridledly on the ancient path! "This dao protector said.
Everyone was shaken. The one who came was clearly biased towards the Overlord, coming to protect him. However, he still spoke these words, evaluating Ye Fan like this. This was enough to prove his potential and future power.
"What is acting unbridledly? How do you define this?! Within a range of ten zhang, I am the supreme one. If I want to kill the Overlord, do you think you can stop me? "Ye Fan said with a cold expression.
"You can't kill him!" Suddenly, another figure appeared. It was hazy, covered by the divine splendor of the stars and moon.
"Just a defeated general of the Heavenly Tyrant Bloodline, yet so many people came. If you all want to protect him, then bring out the Great Yin Immortal Scripture and the nine secrets in exchange!" Ye Fan said coldly.
Everyone was petrified, all of them stupefied. The divine physique didn't even give face to the dao protector, asking them for ancient scriptures. It truly left them in awe.
What a pitiful overlord. He had weaved unhindered through the starry skies for dozens of years, dominating the human race's ancient path, yet now, he had become a bargaining chip. His life and death were all in the hands of his old enemy. He truly wanted to smash his head into a wall and die on the spot.
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