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Chapter 679

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The flames were like a sea and were everywhere. It was as if the world had been set ablaze. Nothing else could be seen, only nine-colored mist lingering about.

It was incomparably blazing hot. Even though they were quite far away, many palaces made of essence gold melted, evaporating completely, nothing left behind.

This was an Asura Hell's Diagram. Howls rose and fell as most of the Wang Clan's younger generation were submerged within, struggling in the sea of flames.

Just now, Wang Teng had won a great victory. Many people from their clan came up to congratulate him and gathered together, but now, it had become a tragedy.

"Ah …"

The Wang Clan's Three Elites, known as the three most powerful youths under Wang Teng, immediately turned into ashes. They only let out a hurried cry before disappearing forever.

Wang Chengkun's vision darkened as he spat out a mouthful of blood. That was the hope of their Wang Clan's future, and he died just like that.

"Ah …"

Another fierce roar quickly stopped, and there was no more sound. The generation's powerhouse Wang Chengyun held on for a moment, but the human-shaped torch also turned into dust in the end. Not even a bone was left.

Wang Chengkun was so heartbroken that he almost fainted. This was his blood brother, a famous warrior in the clan. His strength was unfathomable and not inferior to him. He was at the prime of his life, yet his life ended just like that.

"No!" He cried out, but he was powerless to stop it. The flames spread and devoured the heaven and earth. Even his son North Deity was about to die.

"How could this be?!" One of the Wang Clan's elders was so angry that his eyes were about to split open. He wanted nothing more than to pounce over and tear Ye Fan's flesh apart. This was an unbearable pain.

Miserable cries rose and fell. Most of the Wang Clan's people were gathered in front of the golden ancient war chariot. Most of them were from the younger generation, but not a single one survived. They were completely wiped out!

This was where their hope lay, the future pillar of the clan. However, he became smoke in a single day. All the effort and resources they had spent to nurture him for so many years were all for naught.

"Ah …"

In the end, two more miserable cries rang out. The other two relatively 'young' powerhouses died a violent death and were erased from this world.

This fire was too bitter. It burned three powerhouses from the Ji Clan to death. Just now, if Wang Chengkun hadn't been smashed by the bronze coffin and half of his body flew out, he would definitely have died under the divine flames.

"So ruthless, so ruthless!"

The Wang Family's Xuan Ancestor and the remaining seven or eight people were all trembling. They were so angry that they couldn't even speak. Those who could come to the Ji Family were all elites. They were killed just like that. The losses were incalculable.

Three great figures died, and the younger generation's heroes were almost completely wiped out. This type of pain was too miserable. Without several decades of new blood, there would be a gap.

Meanwhile, what left them the most terrified was that their family's Imperial Prince Wang Teng's life was in danger, on the verge of death. The flames had turned his body into charcoal, and it seemed like there was no way to save him.

The North Thearch was indeed very powerful. Even a Cult Patriarch would definitely die after being engulfed by the nine-colored flames. Yet, the North Thearch had persisted until now to fight against the Death God.

Even though the nine-colored mist even submerged his head, he still didn't die. He released a fierce roar, resisting the divine flames alone.

This was a type of powerful physique that possessed a trace of undying divinity. Many holy masters felt ashamed of their inferiority as they didn't die in the tribulation flames!

Ye Fan was also apprehensive. Even though the North Thearch was a vicious enemy, he was truly too powerful. He didn't just shoot out a single divine flame. This time, he flipped the black gourd over and drowned the entire place with the nine-colored sacred flames. Even so, he still couldn't burn Wang Teng to death.

Even a living fossil would die if it came. His corporeal body definitely couldn't be so powerful. He had the power of undying divinity, a body that transcended mortality!

"No wonder he could fight against the Battle Saint Apes." Some people muttered in their hearts.

The Battle Saint Apes were the royal race with the strongest physique among the ancient lifeforms, and the North Thearch had fought against them in the Qinling Mountains. Even though their corporeal bodies were at a disadvantage, they were almost on par.

However, Wang Teng finally couldn't hold on anymore. Half of his corporeal body had turned into charcoal, and there wasn't a single bit of life force left. He couldn't really block these flames, and it was only a matter of time before he was destroyed.

"Teng 'er!" The people of the Wang Family shouted. They no longer had a trace of arrogance, and their faces were all pale. If the North Thearch died, the clan's great plans would all be for naught.

"Heaven Severing!"

"Dao Severing!"

"Severing the Self!"

The North Thearch suddenly roared loudly. A golden primordial spirit rushed out from his head and manifested into a deity. Then, it turned into a dao sword and hacked down.

"Pu!"

He severed himself, and his corporeal body turned into dust. A wave of clear energy surged, and under the protection of the dao sword, he went against the sky and reformed his body. His precious appearance was dignified, as if a deity had descended into the world of mortals.

What kind of mysterious technique was this? Everyone was shocked. It was a situation of inevitable death, yet he actually escaped again, producing a body that was like that of an immortal king.

Not to mention ordinary cultivators, even the great sect masters and living fossils felt their hearts jump. They almost cried out involuntarily.

"Self Severing Dao Illumination Art!" Finally, the Crimson Dragon Daoist's eyes became sluggish. He spoke these words, and his mood seemed to be extremely heavy.

Many cultivators were shocked. This was a mysterious and terrifying ancient technique. Severing the past self, using one's heart to understand the dao, transcending the present self, proving the future, and seeing one's heart clearly.

"This ancient technique has appeared in the world again!" There wasn't a single person who wasn't shocked. This was a special technique that shocked the endless eras, seizing the fate of heaven and earth. It was immeasurable from past to present, the most terrifying type of technique.

"Could it be that the legends are true? The vicious person has four bodies, and Ancient Chaos is one of them?!" The Crimson Dragon Daoist's expression became serious.

Self Severing Dao Illumination Art was rumored to be related to the vicious person. He shed off his demonic body and gave birth to a new divine core, becoming famous for another era.

In the sky, Wang Teng suddenly released a loud cry. Blood flowed from his entire body, and every inch of his skin ruptured. He was almost turned into a lump of meat paste.

"Fortunately, this isn't the flawless Self Severing Dao Illumination Art." The Crimson Dragon Daoist released a breath of relief. He was a living fossil, yet even he had this type of expression. One could imagine the pressure the others felt.

"Self Severing Dao Illumination Art is recorded in the Imperishable Heaven Art. Regardless of whether it is the present world or the past, no one has ever obtained it." The fifth bandit Wu Dao spoke.

In the present world, the Undying Scripture and Wu Shi Scripture were both extremely mysterious. Apart from the two great emperors, they had never appeared in this world before. Outsiders had no way of cultivating them.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan didn't want to give him a chance. At this moment, he didn't conceal his killing intent at all, and he would kill anyone who tried to stop him. He rushed up, and the little black gourd in the middle of his brows spat out nine-colored sacred flames, covering the sky in an instant.

"Teng 'er!"

The people from the Wang Clan cried out in alarm. Someone made a move and attacked Ye Fan, but he was blocked by the copper coffin.

"Chaotic Sky Secret Art, Self Exile!"

Wang Teng gritted his teeth, and an endless dimensional abyss appeared, swallowing him inside. Thus, he avoided this shocking attack and escaped from certain death.

Eternal darkness, endless coldness, swallowed the North Thearch, and he disappeared from his original position. Previously, he used the Chaotic Sky Secret Art to banish Ye Fan, but now, he was the one who buried himself inside.

"Teng 'er!"

Wang Teng's father rushed over, and there were two doyens following him. They wanted to kill Ye Fan. The three of them were incomparable, and they couldn't be resisted.

However, Ye Fan wasn't afraid. As the saying goes, one's strength can defeat ten. Now that he had a flame in his hand, he had the world. Unless he could find a secret treasure that could restrain the flame, he would only be sending himself to death.

"Boom!"

Divine flames danced in the sky, and the nine-colored clouds appeared. It was as if an endless star region had collapsed and was going to cremate the three experts.

The three of them could look down on a region, and their methods were superb. They immediately retreated and avoided this attack.

"Stop!" The Ji Clan's eight ancestors shouted.

"Retreat!" The Wang Clan's old ancestor also ordered and went forward personally.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, a living fossil of the Ji Clan made a move. He didn't want the important figures of the number one ancient aristocratic clan in the north plains to have any mishaps. Otherwise, there would be a lot of trouble in the future. He made a move at the same time as the Ji Clan's Saint Lord.

A Great Void Crack slashed out, instantly separating the two worlds, forcibly opening up a Void World between the Holy Flame and the others, separating them from each other.

This was the secret art of the Ji Clan. In terms of the study of space, no one could surpass it. Although the Chaotic Sky Secret Art was involved, it wasn't the fundamental divine art of the Ancient Chaos Great Emperor.

The Void Great Emperor had absolute control over space, and no one could compare to him. He had heaven-defying methods, and no one could defeat him.

The final pages of the Void Scripture contained the true forbidden emperor art. Up until now, those who had seen it had either died or were buried in the cosmos.

Ye Fan didn't give chase and stood still. He didn't want to make things difficult for the Ji Clan. If he started a war with them, the gains wouldn't make up for the losses.

"Teng 'er!" Wang Chengkun shouted loudly. His eyes were red, and he looked incomparably sinister.

"North Deity, I'll wait for you to come out and truly kill you!" Ye Fan snorted coldly. A fiery light descended from the space between his brows and enveloped him within to protect himself.

In the distance, everyone was overwhelmed with shock. This kind of terrifying flame could burn all living fossils to death, yet he didn't fear it at all. Everyone was astonished.

"The Saint Physique is actually this strong!"

At this moment, everyone was muttering. This was a flame that even Wang Teng could only cut himself off, yet he was bathing in it.

"The Sun Scripture is indeed the mother scripture of the human race. It can control all the flames in the world!"

People didn't understand how terrifying the Saint Flame of the ninth level of the Fire Domain was. Even if Ye Fan cultivated the Sun Scripture, he couldn't resist it. Only the Bodhi Seed could.

"Is North Deity really dead? Is he lost in the dimensional space that he created …"

Everyone was astonished. An hour had already passed, and he still hadn't appeared. It was difficult to come out alive after entering that kind of void.

"Dong!"

The chaotic clouds scattered, and the void opened up. North Deity rushed out. Even though he was covered in blood, he stabilized his corporeal body and allowed himself to be in a peak state.

"To be able to cultivate the incomplete Beheading Me Clear Dao Art to such a state, it's truly unbelievable!" People exclaimed.

It was impossible for Wang Teng to transform into a divine fetus. Since ancient times, only one person had done it. However, North Deity had used it to save his life. It was enough to shock the world.

Ye Fan didn't have any extra tricks. Without another word, he took out the black gourd and held it in his hand. He activated it to his heart's content. The nine-colored flame was endless, covering the sky and covering the earth.

Wang Teng was the strongest opponent he had ever met. He surpassed everyone in the past, and it could be said that even the Saint Lords were somewhat afraid of him. However, he didn't make Jiang Yi feel pressured.

"Do you really think that I, North Deity, am just an empty title?!" Wang Teng was really angry. Ever since he was born, he had been invincible. No one was a match for him. Now, his corporeal body was destroyed by someone.

"Nine Secrets …" He shouted and was about to use the Nine Secrets. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a god. His left eye was a true dragon, and his right eye was an immortal phoenix.

"Treasure, please turn around!" Ye Fan said casually. His main purpose was to activate the flames to burn down the heavens and destroy North Deity. However, a shocking scene really happened. A concentrated ancient universe rushed out from the black gourd. Countless stars condensed, and the star field flickered. The universe star field turned into an immortal sword and flew out.

"Pfff!"

It was really too fast. The immortal sword rushed over and immediately chopped off North Deity's head. Then, it slashed a few times and was chopped into pieces!

Everyone was dumbfounded. What was going on? How could the tables turn so quickly? Wang Teng was about to rise up, but before he could do anything, he was killed.

"It's it! It actually still exists in this world. During the ancient era, it killed an ancient king!" Zi Tiandou suddenly stood up, and his purple eyes shot out two frightening splendor.

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