Ye Fan had killed saint child level figures in succession, and he even killed the Yin Yang Saintess with an arrow, causing her to die through her forehead. The others all felt fear. No one didn't fear death and admitted defeat.
Face and dignity couldn't compare to life. As long as they could live, what harm was there in lowering their stance and repenting? They still wanted to see the sun rise and set, not wishing to be erased from this world.
"All of you, move to the side!" Ye Fan swept his eyes over them, staring at Yan Yunluan and that itinerant monk.
"Surnamed Ye, don't think that you are unrivalled under the heavens. This buddha has always wanted to send you to the afterlife!" Ku Itinerant pressed forward. The scar on his face throbbed, making him look extremely sinister.
"Send me to the afterlife? It's better if I let you become nothing!" Ye Fan leapt up, rushing over like a dragon. His hand formed the True Dragon Imprint, striking down.
The itinerant monk shouted loudly, chanting an ancient scripture. His body released endless light, and like a vajra, his six zhang golden body struck forward with the alms bowl in his hand.
Dang!
The violet-gold alms bowl shook violently, as if a great bell was ringing. Ten thousand sound waves surged, and the great earth became like a vast ocean. Earth and stone rose and fell like a tsunami, sweeping high into the sky.
"What kind of background does this itinerant monk have? He can block a divine body attack?!" Someone in the distance was shocked.
"I have the Vajra Unbreakable Body. Let's see how you injure me!" Ku Itinerant shouted. The alms bowl in his hand released purple radiance, and his aura flourished even more as he struck forward.
"Not to mention a hairy monk like you, even if an arhat came, I would still be able to smash it." A thick blood energy rushed out from the crown of Ye Fan's head, piercing through the clouds.
His entire body shone like the Nine Transformations Golden Body. Divine radiance flourished, and every inch of his flesh contained destructive power. He extended his arms and legs, about to crush the void.
Dang!
Ye Fan's movements were bold and unconstrained. Every move he made could uproot a mountain, striking the violet-gold alms bowl until it wailed. The buddhist magical treasure couldn't hold on any longer.
"Amitabha …" The itinerant monk roared loudly. His six zhang golden body swayed, and like a lion, he released a tsunami-like sound.
Fearless Lion Imprint!
He transformed into a divine lion. With a loud roar, even the mountain ranges on the horizon trembled. Profound magical imprints were sent out, colliding endlessly with Ye Fan's dragon imprint.
"Pu!"
The itinerant monk coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, and his body flew backward. Even the Buddhist Invincible Vajra Body could not block Ye Fan's physical attack. It was simply not enough.
However, the people in the distance were shocked. How many people in this world dared to compete with Ye Fan's physical body? This itinerant monk's courage was praiseworthy, and his vajra body was terrifying.
"This itinerant monk probably has a great background. He most likely came from a temple. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to cultivate such a physical body."
"In the Western Desert, there are many ancient temples. There are many branches of Buddhism, some of which are unfathomably deep. He is most likely a descendant of one of these ancient temples."
Now, people were no longer talking about how strong the Divine Body was. Instead, they were comparing who could last longer under his body.
"Ye Fan, the first time, you injured me with the Thousand Slayers Bow. The second time, I was defeated by your Heavenly Tribulation. Today, let me see your true abilities." Yan Yunluan shouted.
He opened his mouth and spat out a rainbow, which transformed into a five-colored feather fan in his palm. There were roc feathers and phoenix feathers on it, flickering with five different colors.
"Boom!"
Yan Yunluan fanned with force, and a red light rushed out of the five-colored feather fan, submerging the surrounding several li on the spot. A deep abyss immediately appeared, and endless flames burned.
In the distance, the people were shocked. What kind of treasured fan was this? With a single fanning, it burned a huge valley on the ground. Magma surged, and the scene was horrifying.
Even someone as powerful as Ye Fan felt a wave of heat. The ground within a li of him sunk and was burnt to a crisp. If it was any other cultivator from the Dragon Transformation Realm, they would definitely have been turned into ashes.
"Boom!"
Yan Yunluan fanned again, and a green light rushed out of the five-colored feather fan. In the blink of an eye, mountains collapsed and seas roared. Sand and stones flew everywhere, and the ground was cut down by hundreds of zhang.
Moreover, the void was torn open one after another, pitch-black holes everywhere. There were storms everywhere, crazy winds like a sea.
Ye Fan flew out more than ten li. His clothes were tattered, and his body was hit by many wind blades. When they came into contact with his body, the sound of metal clanging could be heard.
This fan was a secret treasure, everyone thought. If it wasn't for the Divine Body, other people in the Dragon Transformation Realm would have long been cut into pieces.
"The treasures of evildoers are indeed rare treasures. Even Divine Lord level characters are tempted!"
"Boom!"
Yan Yunluan waved the treasured fan for the third time, and a pitch-black river rushed out, rushing towards Ye Fan. The Yin energy was terrifying, and it could melt all things.
"Lunar True Water!"
Everyone was shocked. Yan Yunluan's third fan swept out with the Lunar True Power. The great river overflowed, and black water filled the sky, corroding everything in the world.
"You're not done yet!" Ye Fan shouted. A vast golden divine sea appeared beneath his feet, and a blue lotus accompanied him. He rushed forward with the others.
"Divine Body phenomenon!"
Everyone's eyes widened. The divine body phenomenon was the most mysterious, and it could restrain the strange phenomena of others. It was unfathomable since ancient times, and there was no one who didn't want to see it for themselves.
The Lunar True Water was blocked by the golden divine sea. Ye Fan was like a war god as he rushed out more than ten li, returning to the battlefield. He raised his fists and smashed them down.
"Boom!"
Yan Yunluan waved the treasured fan for the fourth time. The void was filled with vitality. Endless ancient trees appeared, and all sorts of vines turned into great dragons that twisted about.
In all directions, all of the essence energy was sucked dry. The world dimmed, and the energy of plants became rich, forming dao diagrams that refined Ye Fan.
Huala!
At Ye Fan's side, the blue lotus gently swayed. All of the plants withered, and endless essence energy was sucked out, merging into the lotus. His phenomenon appeared, and no techniques touched his body. All attacks were dissolved. Ye Fan's golden fist pierced through the world, smashing towards Yan Yunluan.
"Kacha!"
An ancient shield shattered, and more than ten flying swords snapped inch by inch. All of the magic treasures were turned to powder by his golden fist.
"Pu!"
Yan Yunluan spat out a mouthful of blood. He flew back several li before stabilizing himself. If not for the five-colored fan blocking for a moment, he would have most likely been smashed apart.
"Is this the honorable battle you wanted? It's just so-so." Ye Fan loudly said.
Yan Yunluan's face was burning hot. He had been defeated again and again. This was something that a genius who had grown up surrounded by a halo of light could not accept. To him, this was a type of humiliation.
"Keng!"
Clear splendor flashed. A set of bronze battle clothes appeared in front of him. With qiang qiang sounds, it automatically attached itself to his body. A bronze spear appeared in his hands.
"Chi!"
The five-colored fan turned into a ball of light and imprinted itself on the spear blade. The bronze spear became more and more terrifying, as if it was a demonic weapon that came from hell.
"A weapon that only a peak divine lord can refine!" Many people cried out in shock.
"Your weapon isn't bad. I'll accept your kindness." Ye Fan said.
"Kill!"
Yan Yunluan shouted loudly. Like a bronze divine spirit, he brandished the heavenly spear and slaughtered his way forward. The bronze spear shattered great emperors and split the heavens. A green radiance hundreds of zhang long shot out.
"Qiang, qiang …"
Ye Fan's golden palm and fingers collided with the spear. Sparks flew in all directions. This bronze weapon was extremely terrifying. It possessed an undying sharpness and was extremely difficult to break.
Moreover, when it was brandished, wuwu sounds continuously rang out. Strand after strand of the power of natural laws were produced to refine Ye Fan, making him feel a type of pressure.
However, his flesh was rarely seen in this world and couldn't be injured by blades. Moreover, each time his finger moved, a tremendous wave of power would be transmitted outwards, blasting Yan Yunluan's mouth until it ruptured.
Slowly, Ye Fan's power suppressed the bronze spear. Even though the formations on it were mysterious and unfathomable, they couldn't injure him. They were almost completely sealed by his golden flesh.
The power of natural laws were obstructed, and the sharpness couldn't injure the divine body either. Yan Yunluan was in a dangerous situation and his life was about to be threatened. The bronze heavenly spear was almost seized several times.
"Amitabha Buddha!" Toutuo also rushed over murderously again.
The violet-gold alms bowl descended like a violet-gold mountain. It smashed towards Ye Fan's head and surged with endless buddhist radiance. In addition, a great Peng flew out and grabbed towards Ye Fan.
"Break for me!" Ye Fan released a light shout.
The sky overturning imprint struck out, blasting that Peng King apart. At the same time, the violet-gold alms bowl flew into the horizon and almost disappeared into the clouds.
The monster Yan Yunluan and a mysterious expert like Ku Toutuo couldn't defeat the divine body even after working together. Everyone sighed helplessly. Ye Fan's rise was already unstoppable.
A monster like Yan Yunluan could fight several realms higher. Yan Yunluan had just broken through and could already fight supreme elders of holy lands, but now he was being suppressed.
Toutuo seemed to be a bit stronger, but it was still useless. He couldn't suppress Ye Fan and was instead forced into a dead end.
Pow!
After 120 moves, Ye Fan used the Void Palm Imprint and struck Yan Yunluan through the bronze battle armor, causing him to cough up blood.
Dang!
After 140 moves, Ye Fan's Sky Overturning Imprint landed on the violet-gold alms bowl and sent Ku Toutuo flying hundreds of meters away. One of the bones in his arm was broken.
"This is the Eastern Wasteland's monster!" People could only exclaim like this.
The battle between the three became more and more intense. Those who hadn't attacked because of Ye Fan's power glanced at each other and rushed in all directions, wanting to take advantage of the chaos to escape.
"Let's see which one of you dares to leave!" shouted Ye Fan. Those people trembled, but they didn't stop. They rushed into the distance.
Bang!
Bang!
Ye Fan used the Man-Ruler Seal and Sky Overturning Imprint. The sky trembled, and Yan Yunluan and Toutuo were both sent flying. Blood appeared at the corner of their mouths as they clenched their teeth.
He took out the Thousand Slayers Bow again. His expression was cold as he continuously pulled the bow. His battle prowess rose to the Eight Limit realm. He was like an eternal god that illuminated the sky.
The bowstring moved, and several arrows flew out one after another. They tore through the sky for dozens of miles and all hit their targets. Flowers of blood bloomed in different directions.
The saint children were all killed. Their bodies split into several pieces and fell to the ground.
"I personally broke that black brat's limbs and crushed his sternum. What can you do to me? If you have the ability, kill me too," said Toutuo coldly.
Ye Fan's expression was cold. "I'll make you lose everything now!"
With each step he took, and like a dragon in the clouds, he arrived in front of Toutuo and Yan Yunluan. He formed a seal and attacked.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Ku Toutuo let out a loud roar, and a Buddha appeared behind him. The Buddha's voice echoed out from its mouth.
All of this was too sudden. The world seemed to be destroyed, and there was a world-splitting aura that rushed into the top of Ye Fan's head.
Everything was born and destroyed. A small world was evolving, and nothing existed. Only the ancient Buddha uttered the word "Ah".
On the side, Yan Yunluan coughed up a mouthful of blood. A bloody mark appeared between his eyebrows, and his body shook violently. If it weren't for the bronze battle armor, he would most likely be shattered.
Not far away, the only person who didn't escape turned into dust under this mysterious ancient sound, no longer existing.
"Kuang dang!"
Ye Fan was momentarily absent-minded. The purple gold alms bowl shone brightly, swallowing heaven and earth. It sucked him in and sealed him within.
In the distance, it was absolutely silent. Everyone was shaken. What kind of ancient sound was this? It turned a person in the third dragon transformation into dust, and it made a monster like Yan Yunluan's body crack apart …
"Amitabha, I said I would ferry you from the afterlife, so I will!" Ku Toutuo laughed coldly.
The crack on Yan Yunluan's forehead recovered, and he found it hard to calm down. He asked, "Great master, what kind of ancient sound is this?" If it weren't for the protection of the bronze battle armor, he would have been in danger just now. A part of his body would most likely have been obliterated.
"This is my Buddhism's supreme six-syllable mantra. As long as one's magical power is strong enough, they can subdue all experts in the world," said Toutuo.
In the distance, everyone cried out in alarm. Buddhism's six-syllable mantra, Ah, Ma, Ni, Pad, Mi, Hum, was a supreme holy technique that could subdue deities in the heavens.
There were many temples in the Western Desert, but only the most ancient holy temples each possessed a single word of the mantra. It was difficult to gather all of them, and some of them had already been lost forever.
"This Toutuo definitely has a great background. Only those source ancient temples each grasped a type of mantra."
In the distance, there wasn't a single person whose expression didn't change.
The legendary six-syllable ancient sound had the power to split apart the heavens and earth. It was endlessly profound and supreme. It contained the universe's great power, great wisdom, and great compassion.
Hum …
The Toutuo chanted the heavenly sound, continuously supporting the purple gold alms bowl. He wanted to use this type of mantra to dissolve Ye Fan and extinguish his body and soul.
Tens of thousands of layers of buddhist light drowned out the void. He sat cross-legged here, using the supreme holy technique of Buddhism to form Ye Fan's figure and refine his soul.
Dang, dang …
Suddenly, the purple gold alms bowl violently shook, shaking the skies. Cracks appeared one after another, and it was on the verge of breaking apart.
This was a buddhist treasure refined by a peak holy lord level divine monk, yet it couldn't withstand the terrifying power and was about to be broken apart.
Peng!
With one final violent tremor, the alms bowl was broken into pieces. Ye Fan's body erupted with golden light as he struck out. He was using the Battle Saint Art.
"Hum!" The Toutuo roared, using this source mantra to suppress Ye Fan.
"You have the Buddhist six-syllable mantra, and I have the Daoist nine supreme secrets. Let's see who is stronger and who is weaker!" Ye Fan shouted.
Everyone was stunned. Even though many people had already guessed that Ye Fan grasped one or two of the nine secrets, this was the first time they heard him admit it.
He used the Battle character secret. His hands moved about, resonating with the universe. His body turned into the shape of a dragon, crushing the buddhist sound as he charged forward.
"Pu!"
The Toutuo was cut in half. Blood sprayed out, and he was extremely unwilling. "What a pity, the Victorious Fighting Buddha disappeared in seclusion, and the Hum mantra was lost. I only obtained half."
In the distant skies, there was a great commotion. Everyone was shocked. There was still a Buddha in the Western Desert, a saint in this world!
"Pu!"
Ye Fan used the Battle character secret. His body curved like a true dragon, turning into the yin and yang dividing line of the taiji diagram. He rushed forward, and with a wave of his right hand, Yan Yunluan's head was cut off.
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