Chapter 2837: Holy Spirit vs. Heavenly Condemnation

Ye Fan remained silent, a Dao sword already summoned in his hand. His calm eyes resembled ancient wells, tranquil yet concealing a surging killing intent. In this regard, he was much like his father; the calmer he appeared, the more terrifying he became, like a primeval beast that had slumbered for ages and was on the verge of awakening. His divine presence mirrored Ye Chen's, his form as unyielding as a monument. Tian Qian thunder coiled around him, and destructive visions manifested. Faint Dao principles accompanied the thunder, like a heavenly tribulation.

Beside him, the aura and power of Tian Sha Gu Xing reached their peak. The usually gentle and elegant Yang Lan now exuded a cold killing intent, like a female god of slaughter. Her Tian Sha power surged wildly, causing the surrounding trees, flowers, and grasses to wither visibly. She was enveloped in immortal haze, standing shoulder to shoulder with Ye Fan. The interplay and clash between Tian Qian and Tian Sha generated a mysterious force.

"Interesting."

Ye Ling chuckled, her eyes gleaming with unconcealed excitement. She saw Ye Chen's shadow in Ye Fan, and her deep-seated hatred for Ye Chen extended to Ye Fan. Yet, she also feared the power woven from Tian Sha and Tian Qian, for it represented true destruction, capable of severely wounding her.

"Single combat."

Ye Fan said calmly, turning and walking away. He did not want the injured emperor-level figures to be caught in their battle and possibly killed.

"Kill."

The Zhu Xian Sword hummed, perfectly embodying a ferocious expression on Ye Ling's face. Ignoring everyone else, it fixed its gaze solely on Ye Fan, like immortal light pursuing him. What it truly desired was Ye Fan.

Yang Lan did not follow. She descended from the sky and stood firmly in place. Centered on her, layers of resplendent multicolored haze and halos spread outward, manifestations of her origin essence. It was both destruction and rebirth, helping to erase the lingering terrifying killing intent within the bodies of the emperor-level figures.

"Never imagined we'd become dead weight."

The Xiantian Dao Ti chuckled self-mockingly.

The other emperor-level figures wore similar expressions, all sitting cross-legged and forcibly mobilizing their essence to counter the Zhu Xian Sword's killing intent. They aimed to recover their combat strength as quickly as possible to aid the Tian Qian body in battle.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Deep within the Tian Zun ruins, the rumbling had already begun. Ye Ling and Ye Fan had engaged in combat.

Gazing into the distance, one could see Tian Qian thunder shrouding the sky, while multicolored immortal light streaked across the nine heavens. Destructive visions frequently appeared, and the battle waves were extraordinarily vast, causing patches of void to collapse one after another. Mountains exploded in succession, and blood rain poured down like radiant showers.

The two fought on equal footing.

Controlled by the Zhu Xian Sword, Ye Ling's combat strength was enhanced, as if she possessed endless magical power. Her entire body was shrouded in multicolored haze, even her Dao principles dyed with multicolored light, like an unparalleled female god of slaughter. Each immortal technique she used was a deadly art, dominating the four seas and eight wastelands, with every strike capable of collapsing the heavens and earth.

Yet, she had still underestimated the Tian Qian body.

Ye Fan's strength and terror far exceeded her expectations. Bearing the power of Tian Qian, he dominated heaven and earth, and having inherited Ye Chen's true teachings, his combat prowess and battle mindset far surpassed that of any emperor-level figure. Standing amid the sea of thunder like a war god, he intimidated the four seas. His destructive Dao principles, infused with thunder's might, shattered laws and disrupted the cosmos.

That scene held profound significance.

He was the son of the Sheng Ti, and she was the daughter of the Sheng Ti, sharing the same father and connected by blood. From birth, this was their first true large-scale battle. If Ye Chen were present, one could only imagine how heartbroken and pained he would be.

This was all thanks to the Zhu Xian Sword. Without it, this conflict would not have arisen, pitting Ye Chen's son and daughter against each other. Regardless of who won or lost, one was destined to bleed out in the vast sky.

Extinguish!

Ye Ling unleashed a destructive sword strike directly at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan instantly employed Di Dao Miao Miao to evade the fatal blow. He countered with a sword strike that repelled Ye Ling, then covered the sky with a palm, intricate seal scripts flowing between his fingers.

Space collapsed instantly, unable to withstand the palm's power.

Ye Ling soared into the nine heavens, her sword drawing a star river that shattered the towering palm print. Even Ye Fan was shaken back, stumbling several steps. Before he could steady himself, she struck like a ghost, thrusting a finger of divine light toward his brow.

Thud!

Blood sprayed as Ye Fan's shoulder bone was pierced, fresh blood gushing forth. This was only because he had used the Shifting Immortal Technique; otherwise, it would have been his skull.

"Die!"

Ye Ling grinned menacingly, forming a seal with one hand.

Immediately, the cosmos trembled as an immortal sea suddenly appeared, descending from above to engulf him. Shrouded in multicolored immortal light, it was both a seal and destruction, capable of crushing a quasi-emperor in an instant.

Break!

Ye Fan roared coldly, transforming into a true dragon and forcefully breaking out.

"It's not over yet."

Ye Ling laughed with a demonic edge.

Before her words faded, an eye manifested in the hazy sky above, enormous and encircled by multicolored light, engraved with destructive force. It locked onto Ye Fan, and every streak of brilliant light it emitted destroyed everything in its path, piercing his divine body repeatedly.

"Blood Wheel Tian Zhao."

Ye Fan suddenly stood firm, activating the Blood Wheel Immortal Eye against that eye pupil. Though the Blood Wheel was useless against the Zhu Xian Sword, it worked against its divine abilities.

Soon, dark flames ignited on that multicolored eye pupil, extinguishing it inch by inch. Both were eye techniques—one a divine ability, the other an immortal eye—engaged in a desperate confrontation.

"Very good."

Ye Ling sneered coldly, casting another forbidden technique.

Buzz!

Accompanied by a hum, another void revealed a multicolored sun. Its sunlight was also dyed in multicolored hues, dazzling yet destructive.

Ye Fan grunted in pain, nearly obliterated by the multicolored sunlight, which ignored his physical defenses and severely damaged even his primordial spirit and true form, leaving him battered.

"Such secret arts—do you like them?"

Ye Ling's lips curled with amusement as she waved her hand again.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The hazy sky trembled as seven more multicolored suns appeared, each like the first, their multicolored sunlight illuminating the world and extinguishing even the thunder.

Bang!

Ye Fan stood his ground, transforming his essence into a divine bow enhanced with Dao principles, and the thunder into divine arrows fused with emperor essence. He drew the bow like a full moon and shot toward the void.

Buzz!

The thunder-infused emperor essence arrows were extremely terrifying, piercing through the cosmos with overwhelming might. One arrow split into eight, destroying the eight multicolored suns simultaneously. This proved that spherical entities were vulnerable to arrows, and the sky-shooting secret art was highly effective.

This time, it was Ye Ling who grunted, stumbling back.

Seal!

Ye Fan ascended to the nine heavens in one step, pressing down with a palm that manifested the Di Dao Fu Xi formation combined with the Twelve Tian Zi Da Ming array. The two formations merged, trapping Ye Ling. Ye Chen was proficient in formations, and Ye Fan used them with great skill. Moreover, his mother was equally accomplished in formation arts, not inferior to Ye Chen—a talent innate to her.

"Break for me!"

Ye Ling shrieked fiercely, dominating as she forcefully shattered the formation and soared upward. From her brow, a primordial spirit sword emerged, engraved with multicolored principles, defying the heavens as it slashed toward Ye Fan.

Clang!

Ye Fan unleashed Shen Shang, merging nine paths into one.

Boom!

The primordial spirit sword and Shen Shang's immortal light collided in the sky, producing a crisp sound and sparks before both exploded into dust. Their primordial spirit attacks were evenly matched.

Kill!

Fight!

Ye Fan charged from west to east, Ye Ling from east to west, resuming their battle. One like an unparalleled god of slaughter, the other like a supreme war god, they clashed with secret arts, from the eastern sky to the southern void, then from the southern void to the western heavens, and finally from the western heavens to the northern haze. Everywhere they passed, the vast space collapsed inch by inch, layers of halos spread, mountains were crushed, and destructive visions shrouded the cosmos.

"These young emperor-level figures are truly formidable."

On another side, the Jiu You Mo Ti had eradicated the killing intent and was the first to rise, gripping the Jiu You Mo Sword and rushing toward that void to aid the Tian Qian body.

Without delay, Xiao Man Wang, Zhang Zi Fan, Xiantian Dao Ti, Zi Fu Xian Ti, Da Di Zhi Zi, Tai Yin Tai Yang, Lie Huo Zhan Ti, Tian Sha Gu Xing, and Tang San Shao followed suit. All the emperor-level figures moved.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

In the hazy sky above, blood rain poured down.

The battle was extremely fierce, having raged for eight hundred rounds. Ye Fan was severely wounded, his body covered in bloody gashes, each marked with multicolored ghostly light. Ye Ling on the opposite side was in no better shape, her face twisted in ferocity as she unleashed emperor-level immortal arts repeatedly, yet she could not overcome Ye Fan. She had not just underestimated him—she had severely underestimated him. No young emperor-level figure in the world was that simple.

Most importantly, the ruins suppressed their realms, affecting even her. If they were outside, she could crush Ye Fan with a single palm. But here, they were at the same level, and equal-tier combat was unpredictable.

The Zhu Xian Sword grew ruthless, buzzing as it trembled.

After this tremor, the multicolored light on its sword body dimmed significantly, likely at a tremendous cost—a strategy of harming the enemy at eight hundred to one's own one thousand.

Buzz!

Now, the forbidden technique it cast was truly domineering: a multicolored light pillar, over a hundred zhang thick, descending straight from the sky and enveloping Ye Fan. The pillar was inscribed with immortal patterns that crisscrossed, its multicolored immortal light dazzling and brimming with destructive force.

Ye Fan furrowed his brow, immobilized by the seal. Within the multicolored light pillar, his entire body's power was rapidly drained, and even his essence and Dao roots were consecutively sealed. Though he wanted to break free, he lacked the strength. In just three breaths, his aura plummeted.

"Why aren't you fighting?"

Ye Ling stood in the haze above, overlooking the earth with a ferocious grin, grinding her teeth. Blood trickled from her mouth, unclear if from Ye Fan's wounds or the forbidden technique's backlash. The Zhu Xian Sword was utterly dim.

Ye Fan said nothing, still struggling bitterly to find a way to break the seal. If he could not escape this situation, he would be destroyed. This multicolored light pillar was too terrifying.

"Ye Chen, I'll take your son's life."

Ye Ling chuckled eerily—it was the Zhu Xian Sword's menacing laugh. She extended her jade hand, gathering destructive light in her palm, ready to obliterate Ye Fan in an instant.

In this moment, she was ecstatic.

In this moment, she hoped Ye Chen was present, wanting him to witness his child being reduced to ashes. The sight of Ye Chen in agony would be her greatest delight, a feeling of exquisite pleasure.

"Ant, die!"

"Blood Wheel Tian Zang, activate."

Their words came almost simultaneously. The Zhu Xian Sword sought to destroy Ye Fan, but Ye Fan achieved a rebirth from desperation in that instant of life and death, defying the heavens to activate Blood Wheel Tian Zang, granting him tenfold combat strength on the spot.

Break!

Ye Fan shouted resoundingly, with thunder halos spreading from him as the center, shattering the multicolored light pillar that enveloped him in an instant. It collapsed with a boom.