Chapter 1046: Slaying Yaoguang

Chapter 1047: Slaying Yaoguang

Under the starry sky, a brilliant radiance shone. Ye Fan’s every strand of hair danced, and dao patterns emerged around him as he bathed in the starlight, standing tall between heaven and earth.

The Saint Furnace exploded, shattering into pieces. A profound silence fell over heaven and earth. No one could utter a word. Had King Yaoguang truly been defeated? Many dared not believe it.

“Master!” Li Qingzhou cried out. Although he knew it was merely a Saint Light body and not true flesh and blood, he couldn’t help but wail in sorrow.

“Defeated. King Yaoguang was actually defeated,” people murmured. “This person is truly too powerful.”

“A heaven-defying king has emerged,” another voice exclaimed, “and the ranking of the Human Race’s top Dao Slaying expert is about to change!”

Not until this moment could people finally speak, their faces etched with shock and astonishment. This outcome had exceeded everyone’s expectations.

For so many years, King Yaoguang had reigned supreme, establishing an invincible reputation. Never once had he suffered a defeat in a fair duel. Now, this unbeaten legend had been shattered!

“Just now,” someone wondered, “King Yaoguang merged his body with the Dao, transforming into a Saint Furnace towering between heaven and earth. It clearly absorbed that person, intending to turn him into ashes. How could he have been defeated instead?”

King Yaoguang had dominated the Eastern Wasteland for so many years, and naturally, some held him in immense reverence. Upon seeing this result, they found it hard to accept.

Between heaven and earth, a massive torrent, formed by the fragments of the Saint Furnace, flowed. It sliced through vast stretches of towering mountains, almost flattening the wilderness.

Throughout heaven and earth, holy light and cloud qi steamed, and divine energy aftershocks were everywhere in the four directions. Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

“Slaying King Yaoguang!” someone exclaimed. “This achievement will undoubtedly shake the Five Domains and astonish the entire world!”

“Clang!”

Amidst the clamor of the crowd, a tremor resonated through heaven and earth. A sound like metal rending stone echoed across the sky as the exploded Saint Furnace fragments flew back and reassembled themselves.

The cracks on the Saint Furnace walls healed at a visible speed, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye. Blood essence and holy light once again soared into the sky, possessing an imposing aura that could swallow mountains and rivers.

Everyone was astonished, and then many were thrilled. King Yaoguang’s methods were heaven-defying; it seemed there would surely be another fierce battle, making them even more eager with anticipation.

“My master will not be defeated!” Li Qingzhou clenched his fists, his heart filled with extreme tension.

Ye Fan’s true body watched with cold eyes. He knew deeply how terrifying Yaoguang was, because he had not yet displayed the inheritance of the Ruthless Emperor. What Yaoguang had just shown was not a reflection of his true strength.

Of course, Ye Fan himself had not yet used his various world-defying secret arts, and had also held back, so he was naturally fearless.

“Let us duel at the Fallen Gods Battlefield,” Yaoguang said. To everyone’s surprise, he did not immediately act. Instead, he transformed into a streak of holy light and flew away, soaring towards the horizon.

Ye Fan scoffed coldly. Stepping on a river of stars, he traversed the long sky, and instantly vanished into the vast night, rushing towards the distance.

“The Fallen Gods Battlefield…” someone muttered, “it’s extremely far from here. Ordinary people simply cannot enter. It is said that deities once died in battle there. The conditions are harsh and terrifying, and battle spirits wail there year-round.”

People were startled, but all followed. However, how could they compare to Yaoguang and Ye Fan? They were all left far behind.

“Aoooh…”

Demons roared, and terrifying phantoms moved about—those were the undying battle intents of ancient times, never dispersing.

At the Fallen Gods Battlefield, the stars and moon were dim. The ground was blood-red and scorched; it was a desolate, barren land where not a blade of grass grew.

At this moment, Yaoguang and Ye Fan rushed in one after another, sensing a powerful killing intent. The undying laws of ancient powerhouses intertwined, forming a demonic land where living beings dared not step.

Under normal circumstances, no one dared to come here, let alone venture deep inside, as there was always the danger of dissolving into the Dao.

Legend has it that ancient sages and outer-realm deities once fought a great battle here, a cataclysmic conflict that shocked heaven and earth and made ghosts weep. Ultimately, it was incredibly tragic, and all the powerful ones perished.

Divine blood stained this place red, and their ultimate laws remained, intertwining here. Every night, the roars of gods and demons could be heard.

Ye Fan and Yaoguang, however, bypassed the ancient laws and rushed into the forbidden zone. Here, they would engage in a great battle to decide life and death.

Yaoguang transformed from the Saint Furnace back into human form and recovered. No emotions were discernible on his face, and his eyes were profound, as if he wanted to see through Ye Fan’s soul.

“Could it be… it’s really you who has returned?” he said calmly. A sword appeared in his hand, shining brightly in the moonlight like a pool of autumn water.

“I thought you would use the Ruthless Emperor’s secret art,” Ye Fan said, “but it seems you intend to decide the outcome with a Saint Artifact. Either way, I’m ready.” As he spoke, two black ancient arrows appeared.

The Dao body he forged with the One Qi Transforms Three Pures secret art was powerful but had a time limit. Although their previous exchange was quick and didn’t consume much time, he couldn’t afford to delay any longer; he needed to end this immediately.

“More than the significance of this duel, I want to confirm your identity,” Yaoguang said. The long sword in his hand shone with dazzling brilliance, like the bright moon reflecting on a thousand lakes, shimmering with ripples.

“Boom!”

Blazing light directly engulfed heaven and earth. This was a Saint Artifact, and its terrifying fluctuations permeated the four directions, dispersing many of the ancient laws within this forbidden zone.

This was devastating. Unless one became a Saint, they could not contend with Saint might—this was an overwhelming power that dominated heaven and earth!

Even Half-Saints were no exception, because they were not true Saints after all. The Saint Domain barrier blocked everything, only barely allowing them to unleash a few wisps of Saint might.

Ye Fan, possessing the Eight Forbidden, only just managed to break through the Saint Domain barrier. Like a Half-Saint, he was blocked below true Saints, so naturally, he could not directly contend.

“Whoosh!”

He grasped one black arrow and, with force, drew it forth. Black light surged like a mountain torrent erupting, instantly rising and colliding with the sword light that engulfed heaven and earth.

At the same time, he held the other black arrow to guard his body, preventing the Saint Artifact’s immense power from harming him. He was prepared for both offense and defense, calm and composed.

Heaven and earth were completely blasted open. This was a confrontation of Saint might, terrifying to mortals and shaking the cosmos. If anyone were present, they would surely tremble and prostrate themselves.

Saints were supremely exalted, beyond the scope of humanity, and invincible. The weapons they forged were naturally the same; once revived, they could slay all.

Ye Fan’s black arrows were treasures. After leaving Hangu Pass, they had already been tested in dozens of battles, big and small, proving sufficient to contend with Saint Artifacts. Thus, he had no worries about them being damaged.

The black arrows clashed with the Saint Artifact, slicing open this Fallen Gods Land and tearing open dark abysses of void that traversed the Eight Desolations!

At this moment, all secret arts and forbidden techniques were useless; only Saint power was eternal. This was the reason why the sages were supremely exalted—such power alone was enough to suppress all living beings.

Hence the saying: ‘Everything beneath the Saint Dao is mere dust and dirt.’

A “Saint” transcends the realm of “humanity.” Only at this stage does one possess the ability to traverse the heavens and contend for survival in the cosmos. It is a qualitative transformation.

It is like a fish leaping to transform into a true dragon!

At this moment, everything else was illusory. Only the clash of artifacts could make one perceive eternal power. Both sides fiercely contended, mobilizing all their divine power and cultivation.

Undoubtedly, the revival of a Saint Artifact required unparalleled immense power. If one’s cultivation was insufficient, they might be drained to death, their body becoming withered wood.

Ye Fan’s wondrous One Qi Transforms Three Pures art found its invincible manifestation at this moment. This Dao body was as strong as his true body, almost another version of himself, and the source of his Human Saint Body was like a sea!

“It’s you, after all!” Yaoguang roared. He instantly understood—Ye Fan had returned! He had reappeared on this land.

“Indeed, it is I. I’ve come to settle the battle and grievances left unresolved fourteen years ago!” Ye Fan let out a clear whistle and, holding the black arrows, charged forward to meet him.

Upon learning the identity of his opponent, Yaoguang was greatly shaken. In the depths of his eyes, a terrifying scene unfolded: suns, moons, and stars revolved, and visions of galaxies being destroyed appeared.

He desperately urged this sword, cleaving through heaven and earth. He himself almost transformed into a divine being. However, his Saint Light body was not his true self after all, and his cultivation could not be fully displayed.

As for Ye Fan, after no longer concealing his identity at this moment, the ocean-like golden blood qi within him engulfed heaven and earth. It instantly swept away everything, driving the black arrows to break through anything; nothing could stop him.

“Swish!”

The black arrow merged with the Dao, piercing the vast sky, transforming into a streak of black light that shot forth. It tore through the space ahead, like a surging black ocean.

“Bang!”

The black arrow struck the Saint Sword, emitting an earth-shattering roar. The aftershocks swept away everything, severing the sky and annihilating the ten directions!

Yaoguang was sent flying sideways, streaks of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. It wasn’t true blood, but the manifestation of his Dao essence dissipating. Had it not been for the Saint Sword’s protective radiance, he would have been utterly annihilated, not even a speck of bone dust remaining.

He turned and fled. His true body was not present, so he couldn’t unleash his true forbidden power. However, the opponent’s Dao body was incredibly peculiar, as if his true body stood there. The blood within him roared like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, producing deafening sounds. He was divinely courageous and unstoppable!

“Where do you think you’re going?!”

Ye Fan pursued relentlessly, naturally unwilling to let this Saint Light body escape. He intended to slay it right here.

In the distance, people had just arrived when they saw the two figures traverse the sky, rushing towards an even more distant location. All were inexplicably shocked.

Unfortunately, separated by the Fallen Gods Battlefield, they had no way to follow immediately, as the ancient sages’ laws blocked the area.

However, although they couldn’t follow immediately, people witnessed the fact of one chasing and one fleeing.

“What? King Yaoguang lost and is being chased by that person!”

“How can this be? Who is this person, to defeat the invincible King Yaoguang?!”

Everyone was petrified, watching all this in disbelief. They had thought Yaoguang could turn the tide and ultimately defeat his opponent, but they never expected him to be utterly defeated and flee.

“No, how could my master be defeated?!” Li Qingzhou gasped, his breathing rapid.

Yaoguang wielded the Saint Artifact and moved with extreme speed, almost traversing the cosmos. However, Ye Fan, holding the black arrows, could also tear through the void, unhesitatingly employing the Xing Zi Secret to rapidly approach.

Killing this Saint Light body held little significance. Ye Fan’s main objective was to seize this Saint Sword, for it was a legendary inherited Saint Weapon!

And the reason Yaoguang fled was also to protect this weapon, not wanting it to fall into enemy hands. Otherwise, what harm would there be in abandoning a mere light body?

“You can’t escape; I won’t let you return to your true body!” Ye Fan had not yet confronted the Heavenly Sovereign Prince, and did not want anyone to know of his return yet.

“Whoosh!”

Heaven and earth crumbled as two black arrows shot forth here, both flying towards the Saint Sword. The myriad stars in the sky seemed to tremble, as if they would fall.

Among the hundred thousand mountains, anything that towered into the clouds had its upper half turned into dust. Wherever the black arrows passed, they destroyed everything, leaving nothing behind.

This Saint Sword was even more sacred than the stars and moon in the sky. It radiated brilliant light and was made of Silver Moon Divine Jade, part of the Nine Heavens Divine Jade series, crystal clear, dazzling, and boundlessly magnificent.

“Clang!”

The black arrows repeatedly collided with it, emitting deafening sounds. Yaoguang finally couldn’t hold on. His entire arm burst open, his body tore through the void, and he spat out fresh blood as he was sent flying sideways.

“Clang!”

Ye Fan was as swift as lightning. His Xing Zi Secret was unparalleled in the world. With two black arrows, he suppressed this brilliantly silver Saint Artifact, causing its divine spirit to fall into slumber.

“Saint Artifacts are difficult to seize,” Ye Fan mused. “Unlike secret treasures such as the black arrows, if the divine consciousness within them revives, it will be a monumental disaster!”

Ye Fan felt that it would be safest to first suppress it in the Green Cauldron. Most likely, it wouldn’t be usable in a short time.

“Yaoguang, where do you think you’re going?!”

Ye Fan took the Saint Sword, then stepped on the Xing Zi Secret to pursue. He intercepted the heavily injured King Yaoguang, forcing him into a desperate situation.

When people arrived here, they only saw this scene: Ye Fan stood alone under the starry sky. With a pull of his hands, he tore King Yaoguang into two halves, and the blood formed from Dao essence splattered, dyeing the long sky red!

“What?!” someone gasped. “He… he single-handedly killed King Yaoguang’s Dao body!”

Everyone was shocked. King Yaoguang, who had never suffered a single defeat in fourteen years, today had his Dao body cleaved into two halves. The entire starry sky fell into a deadly silence, and everyone was stunned.