Chapter 1163: Original

“I’m going to kill you…” The words came quickly, but the voice was weak, accompanied by a fragrant breath from behind.

Ye Fan turned to leave, with Fan Xian close behind. Her palm and fingers pressed against his back, but how could she harm the Indestructible Golden Body?

They arrived in the star domain, where the chessboard formation platform extended beyond the realm, far from the battlefield of Heaven. All the clamor and sounds of fighting were now inaudible.

Fan Xian was tall and slender, her hair smooth and soft, her body translucent, and her starry eyes hazy, with long, trembling eyelashes. Though disoriented, she still maintained a habitual train of thought.

“Ye… I will… degrade you to a servant, the lowliest attendant. The Ancestral Saint’s Field… cannot pardon you!”

Her mind was already chaotic, completely out of control. Her deep-seated resentment burst forth, her graceful arms shimmering with an alluring glow. Her slender fingers swiped, striking again at Ye Fan's vital temple.

Ye Fan's spiritual consciousness also scattered, blurring his thoughts. Yet, a cold glint still flashed in his eyes. He spun around abruptly, his golden blood energy boiling, instantly sending Fan Xian flying. She coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, her face deathly pale, nearly losing her life.

“You dare!”

The realm gate had not yet vanished. Saint Fan Yuntong, having transcended to sainthood, witnessed this scene through the spatial channel and unleashed a peerless strike!

This was a saint-level surge. Ye Fan, in his disoriented state, suffered a heavy blow. His body flew sideways, an ocean-like magical force pressing down on him.

“Old devil!”

Qi Yaoguang's expression changed. He quickly intervened, blocking the ancient saint from Heaven, engaging him in battle and cutting off his path.

The realm gate dimmed, then vanished instantly, severing the connection between realms.

Starlight scattered down, tiny points of brilliance in the darkness.

Fan Xian resembled an exquisite work of art, her entire body translucent, with jade-like skin and divine bones, akin to fine mutton-fat jade. Yet, she was now tinged with a faint red glow.

Her figure was tall and slender, far more so than average women, her body perfectly formed according to the golden ratio, as if carved from warm jade. At this moment, her expression was hazy.

“I will not rest until you… become my servant!”

Having lost her normal thoughts, an angry instinct drove her to attack Ye Fan, revealing many deeply buried sentiments.

“You lowly ascetic, you have provoked me repeatedly! You are infuriating and hateful. I will torture you with the cruelest methods… to make you understand what is order and what is law!”

Her body gracefully undulated, curvaceous and alluring, snowy white with a hint of crimson, translucent and lustrous. Her pale, long legs stepped forward, aiming to stomp on Ye Fan's crown.

Ye Fan let out a low roar, instinctively swinging his fist and unleashing a burst of blazing light. His physical strength was immense, enough to contend with a saint.

Pfft!

Only a flash of blood light appeared, and that physical body instantly became a bloody mist, killed on the spot, its light slowly dissipating.

“What?”

Inside Heaven, Fan Yuntong was startled. He felt a chill and roared in a low voice, “He actually killed my direct descendant!”

Fan Xian and Fan Tian were the two most highly valued individuals in their clan, meticulously cultivated with endless effort. Their bloodlines were exceptionally pure, and there was hope that one day they could revive the battle-blood of the deities.

“I hope the ancient deities' puppet-substitute death charm can save her life!” Fan Yuntong's face was grim. While battling Qi Yaoguang, he simultaneously surged towards the outer domain to rescue Fan Xian.

Outside the domain, bloody mist swirled. A hazy light flashed, and a delicate, ivory-like jade body reappeared. All the bloody mist and light flowed back, an incredibly mysterious sight.

“Ye…” Fan Xian let out a high-pitched scream. She was briefly clear-headed, but as the holy medicine's light circulated, her large eyes grew hazy again, no longer as clear.

At this moment, not a shred of clothing adorned her slender, jade-white body. Her hair was loose, and her eyes were captivating. Driven by instinct, she launched an attack on Ye Fan.

Pfft!

However, all that awaited her was a golden finger-light that shattered her perfect body into a bloody mist amidst excruciating pain.

“This ascetic is truly ruthless!” Inside Heaven, Fan Yuntong's expression changed once more. He had bestowed the several puppet-substitute death charms left by ancient deities, and he could sense each one.

Fan Xian was exceptionally beautiful, one of the foremost in this star domain, renowned as one of the "Peerless Twin Beauties" alongside Qi Meng. Yet, she was mercilessly annihilated by Ye Fan. Even under the influence of the holy medicine, her instinctive desires could not override his killing intent.

A terrifying beam of light shot out from Heaven, cleaving through the void and striking towards the outer domain. Fan Yuntong had deduced Ye Fan's position and launched a long-range attack.

Ye Fan's body shook violently. A sudden holy light swept over him; had it not been for his Indestructible Golden Body, he would have been utterly pulverized, his soul scattered. No half-saint could withstand a blow from an ancient saint!

He was subjected to continuous attacks from saints. Although he was strong enough to survive, these attacks disrupted his bloodline aura and other energies, rendering him unable to purify the holy medicine and further clouding his mind.

Pfft!

With a flash of blood light, Ye Fan had now killed Fan Xian four times. The puppet-substitute death charms left by the ancient deities were all cracked, visibly nearing their limit.

“Ah, you lowly ascetic, you've killed me multiple times!” Fan Xian cried out indignantly, astonished. Each time she revived, she experienced a brief moment of clarity, which caused her delicate body to tremble.

Afterwards, she grew more disoriented each time, as the holy medicine's light flowed back and fully integrated into her blood when her body reformed.

Her body was exquisitely beautiful, every inch pearly white and lustrous, a divine craftsmanship, truly a perfect masterpiece. Her peerless face, swan-like neck, high breasts, slender waist, and long, pale, beautiful legs combined to create an unparalleled and captivating grace.

Ye Fan had killed Fan Xian five times in total. The sixth time never occurred. After they rushed at each other, a bizarre scene unfolded: primitive instinct overcame their mutual hatred and other emotions.

The holy medicine took full effect, impossible to expel or purify. It affected their minds and bodies, causing the two to become entangled.

“You lowly slave, I will forever trample you underfoot!”

“You call yourself the most brilliant and beautiful pearl, but I see no nobility in you!”

Under the starlit sky, auspicious lights dotted the expanse. Two bodies entangled. As primitive instincts flared, in their last shred of consciousness, they hurled insults at each other.

One body was bronzed, robust and sturdy; the other was pure white like ivory, tall and graceful, twisting violently, entwined like two snakes.

This was a primitive desire, a scene that would make one blush and their heart pound. The elixir refined by the ancient saint had finally taken full, unstoppable effect.

Under the cold starlight of the boundless universe, such a vast and empty void could contain everything. There was no sound, a silence so profound it felt desolate.

Ye Fan and Fan Xian were unaware of their surroundings. Their blood boiled, and dominated by primitive instinct, they lost themselves. That final shred of consciousness vanished completely.

Countless strands of starlight, the universe eternal. In this vast star domain, individuals were as tiny as dust, insignificant.

The bronzed strength, the crystal-white beauty: two slender bodies, their spiritual consciousness intertwining.

Primitive instinct, an ocean of desire, the surging of blood – all intertwined to form a hazy, sensuous scene.

Fan Yuntong and Qi Yaoguang battled, finally reaching the outer domain. Wherever they passed, meteorites turned to ash, and light beams radiated in countless strands; nothing could impede their progress.

Fan Xian held a high position in Heaven, cultivated as a successor. Yet, she had now died five times, and even the ancient deities' puppet-substitute death charms were completely shattered, severing her connection with Fan Yuntong. This left him deeply unsettled, unsure of her current state.

“Old devil, you plundered my clan's mothership and were the first to refine the strongest bloodline evolution fluid. I've long wanted to settle accounts with you for all these actions.” Qi Yaoguang blocked his path, giving him no chance to rescue her, and the battle continued.

After an unknown amount of time, Fan Yuntong lost all hope. They had fought fiercely for over an hour, and he believed that in such a long time, Fan Xian could have died several more times.

“This brat is truly ruthless,” he fumed inwardly. “He treats even my Fan clan's immortal pearl as mere weeds, willing to lay his hands on her. He's worse than a beast.”

Finally, they fought their way to this star domain. Fan Yuntong was the first to notice something amiss. He sneered, “Old devil, your wishful thinking actually came true. You want to cultivate the next generation's Golden Body?”

Fan Yuntong's expression was also odd. He hadn't expected to stumble upon this scene in the outer domain. His face was not pleased, and he finally understood what was happening.

This was the holy medicine at work. And before this, his great-granddaughter had already been killed five times—that was truly abnormal. If the two were conscious, Fan Xian would certainly have been dead.

Under the starlight, like water, Ye Fan and Fan Xian revived. When they understood each other's state, both were stunned, then struggled violently.

“Ah…” Fan Xian's spiritual consciousness fluctuated, sharp and piercing. She was so furious her teeth ached and her internal organs felt ablaze.

But at this moment, she had no strength left, utterly unable to change anything. Her snow-white body was flushed with red. She wanted to scream in anger, but she was weak and limp.

“You…”

Her face alternated between green and white. With her last bit of strength, she pushed Ye Fan away, then pulled out a blue gauze robe to wrap around her mutton-fat jade-like body, quickly shifting several hundred meters away.

“Your Fan clan is truly despicable…” Ye Fan said, donning a long robe. He then took out his ancient saint mecha, preparing for battle, as he sensed the arrival of Fan Yuntong and Qi Yaoguang.

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian was so furious she nearly fainted. Several dark veins pulsed gently on her fair forehead. She pointed a finger at Ye Fan, speechless for a long moment, then finally gritted her teeth and spat out, “Ye, you bastard from the outer domain, I'm not finished with you!”

The two saints arrived, each taking action to separate them, with one protecting each individual.

Fan Yuntong's face was grim. A large black hand extended, striking towards Ye Fan. Qi Yaoguang burst into laughter, meeting the strike with his own palm. “Old devil,” he taunted, “you've lost both your wife and your soldiers. It seems you've gained nothing at all. Your next-generation Golden Body plan has failed!”

Fan Yuntong grew even more enraged upon hearing this, attacking furiously. Not far away, Fan Xian clenched her fists, her eyes blazing, wanting to smash that disrespectful old bastard.

Of course, if glares could kill, Ye Fan would have been the first to die, having already perished tens of thousands of times over.

Qi Yaoguang laughed loudly, “Let's put a stop to this for today. We can discuss it after your anger subsides. Whether you want this young Daoist friend to marry into your family and continue the unfinished Indestructible Golden Body plan, or to suppress and kill him—you can make that decision once you're calm. He and I will leave first.”

With a flash of light, the two vanished. In the sky, only the ashen-faced Fan Yuntong remained, along with Fan Xian, her eyes bright, teeth white, and cheeks faintly flushed.