Chapter 1250: Yuan Magnetic Immortal Light

The depths of the mountain range fell silent. Even fierce birds and beasts sensed a crisis, all of them lying low, not daring to make a sound.

On the ground lay a pile of flesh and shattered bones. The middle-aged Daoist nun and her two companions had been utterly slain by the golden artifact, bidding a permanent farewell to the ancient trial road of the strongest.

The golden world behind Ye Fan vanished. He stood there quietly, without any powerful energy surging, confronting the few people opposite him.

"You killed them, so don't expect to live either!" one person behind Lord Junwei said, a sneer twisting the corner of his lips.

"They chose their own path, eagerly rushing to their deaths. No one could stop them!" the man whose jaw Ye Fan had once shattered scoffed.

Lord Junwei stopped in front. He possessed the bearing of a dragon and a tiger, with a robust build, thick hair, and a majestic presence. He was enveloped in a faint, radiant purple halo.

He appeared immensely majestic, like a divine king descending from the heavens to survey his domain. As his eyes opened and closed, cold lightning seemed to flash across the entire mountain range, tearing through the void.

"It seems this battle between us is inevitable!" Lord Junwei declared with imperial authority. From the purple-gold crown on his head, strands of imperial immortal qi cascaded down.

"Why bother with this pretense? Weren't you just trying to lure me here for a fight?" Ye Fan retorted with a cold smile.

"You're mistaken, you overestimate yourself too much. This isn't a battle; it's merely a massacre!" another person interjected, his words chilling and arrogant.

"Just the four of you?" A hint of disdain appeared on Ye Fan's lips.

"Before, we were just feigning weakness. Now, we'll show you what supreme profound techniques are, and what it means to be invincible among your generation!" one person said indifferently.

"Let me be the one to challenge him," Lord Junwei said.

"There's no need for Brother Junwei to intervene. The four of us are more than enough. He won't have the chance to seek your guidance." One person stopped Lord Junwei, then looked at Ye Fan with a sneer.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, and with a hint of coldness, he asked Lord Junwei, "Do you dare to fight?"

"Didn't you hear us? Today, we will kill you and make you understand the vastness of the universe and the might of true experts!" one person stated calmly.

"I've had enough! All of you, come and submit!" The Dragon Horse's scales glinted, red light swirled around its body, clanking as murderous intent erupted from it.

Ye Fan waved his hand, signaling it to retreat. After carefully sensing, he discovered the truth: these four individuals were far from as frivolous and weak as they appeared; they were genuinely powerful.

Especially as they stood in four directions, seemingly adhering to an ancient, unchanging law, their formation appeared casual but was actually profound and unfathomable. They were definitely not simple opponents.

In fact, Ye Fan sensed a dangerous aura. These four might be even more troublesome than Lord Junwei; their arrogant demeanor was likely a facade!

"There's no doubt we'll kill you today!" one of them challenged, his gaze sinister.

Ye Fan suddenly moved, launching a fierce attack. He transformed into a blazing golden bolt of lightning and charged towards one of them, choosing the one from earlier.

"Slap!"

Another solid slap landed. Ye Fan's strength was immense, enough to turn entire mountain ranges into dust.

However, the man merely flew sideways, bleeding profusely, his jaw shattered, but his body and spirit were not completely destroyed.

"Roar..."

The man was furious. His face had been half-smashed by Ye Fan in the Thirty-Sixth District, and now it happened again, leaving him utterly disheveled.

"You shameless wretch, that's what you get!" the Dragon Horse shouted from the side.

Ye Fan, however, frowned. Although he had shattered the man's jaw, a portion of his golden battle qi had been dissolved and absorbed into the opponent's body.

What kind of profound technique was this, capable of neutralizing attack power? It was truly strange!

"Clang!"

The four moved in unison, each emitting light as if a sheet of primordial magnetic lightning danced around them, shrouding each person in a hazy mist.

At that moment, the four seemed to fuse, sharing their lives. The injured man recovered instantly, his bleeding stopped.

Simultaneously, Ye Fan's golden battle qi appeared on the four, coalescing into four streams, transforming into four sharp swords that flew out and attacked him.

"Clang, clang..."

A piercing sound rang out. Ye Fan quickly countered, his heart skipping a beat. He was confronting his own force, reflected back from his opponents.

"Four Symbols Ancient Sage Formation!"

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed. This was a bizarre formation, not laid out on the ground, but rather a living human formation with the four individuals acting as its banners, making it unfathomable.

The four were definitely not ordinary practitioners, and now, working together in this formation, they unleashed an ancient killing aura that defied the creation of heaven and earth, terrifying beyond measure.

Ye Fan battled them, continuously employing wondrous techniques, his golden blood qi surging. However, his opponents absorbed it all, then re-manifested it and directed it back at him.

Tai Chi generates Two Poles, Two Poles generate Four Symbols, and Four Symbols evolve into Eight Trigrams. They had manifested a Four Symbols formation diagram, summoning wind and rain, and arranging a small world of gods and demons.

Ye Fan's expression was grim. Besides fighting the four masters, he also had to contend with this formation, which he could not afford to underestimate.

Using humans as formation banners was vastly different from ordinary formations and extremely difficult to break. Ye Fan, with a million-jin set of shackles on his body, utilized the 'Movement' character secret to charge and nullify the effects of the supreme formation diagram.

Finally, he slowly escaped the predicament of fighting against his own power.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan roared. Above his head, an ancient mirror hovered, radiating immortal brilliance. He used the Saint Fighting Method to manifest the Void Mirror, intending to use its divine light to shoot down one of them.

This was an incomparably sharp attack. One person was pierced through, bleeding profusely. However, a hazy mist appeared on his body, and since the four shared a common fate, they quickly helped him recover.

"We didn't expect you to be so strong, but no matter how great your divine abilities are, you will die! Divine spirits, revive! Formation diagram, manifest!" the four shouted.

Above their heads, a corner of a blurry Dao diagram appeared, then erupted in brilliant light, bursting forth from their crown chakras as a true physical entity.

The formation diagram!

It wasn't woven from light; this was a genuine four-cornered formation diagram. It assembled in the void, forming a crescent moon shape, and slashed towards Ye Fan.

This made him change his expression. The Black Emperor had once said that once an ancient sage formation gave birth to its physical diagram, its power would become dozens of times more terrifying!

No wonder the four were so confident and arrogant; they actually possessed an ancient formation diagram, not just a simple grand formation.

Five-colored divine light surged behind Ye Fan, and five treasured swords spun, all slicing towards the diagram, emitting piercing sounds.

The four were greatly startled, their bodies trembling repeatedly. The ancient diagram was shattered again, dividing into four corners, and returned to hover above their heads.

"Activate vital blood, kill him with the formation diagram!" One of them spat out a mouthful of vital blood, making that corner of the diagram seem to come alive, breathing independently and absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.

The other three followed suit. The ancient formation diagram merged again and slashed towards Ye Fan, annihilating all worldly techniques and capable of severing even the traces of the Great Dao.

"Boom!"

This time, Ye Fan directly unleashed the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, fierce and dominant, unrivaled in the world. His golden blood qi surged like a tsunami, with colossal golden waves rising to the sky, scattering the clouds as if to shatter the firmament!

A sharp, jarring crack sounded. The terrifying formation diagram was once again sent flying, breaking into four corners. All four masters spat out mouthfuls of vital blood, their bodies staggered, and their faces turned ashen.

Each holding a corner of the diagram, they carefully examined it and discovered several fine cracks, which was absolutely terrifying.

Just how strong was their opponent's attack power? It had actually cracked the supreme formation diagram slightly. If it endured a few more blows, it might be destroyed.

Ye Fan felt neither joy nor sorrow, his mind tranquil. He believed that the combined strength of these four was no weaker than Lord Junwei's; their previous display had been a facade.

"Primordial Magnetic Forbidden Technique, kill!"

One of them roared, and the hazy mist reappeared on their bodies. This was an eerie power, as terrifying demonic lights pierced through heaven and earth, strangling Ye Fan.

Ye Fan swung his fists, fiercely resisting. Clanging, deafening sounds erupted as he collided with every ray of primordial magnetic divine light. Any overflow of energy would shatter a mountain range; it was terrifyingly boundless.

This was undoubtedly a forbidden secret technique, possessing immense divine power. When unleashed simultaneously by the four, their combined might would even move imperial-level figures.

Ye Fan was intrigued. This was a supreme wondrous technique, astonishing to behold in the hands of the four. Primordial magnetic energy was outside the Five Elements, appearing and disappearing like ghosts when killing enemies, making it impossible to guard against.

"Zheng, zheng..."

Terrifying vibrations rang out. Ye Fan seemed to be colliding with a million celestial swords, his entire body enveloped in primordial magnetic immortal light, capable of eroding all kinds of Great Dao attacks.

The Four Symbols Formation reappeared, each corner of the diagram merging with its respective owner, fusing together to protect their bodies.

They, in turn, unleashed their full power, each transforming into a primordial magnetic immortal light. Like four humanoid lightning bolts, they crisscrossed, able to directly clash with Ye Fan!

This utterly surpassed common imagination; their power was beyond ordinary comprehension. This was the wondrous application of a supreme divine technique, granting them a complete advantage.

Of course, each time Ye Fan unleashed the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, it caused them immense suffering. Several times, their immortal light dimmed from the impact, forcing their true forms to appear as they coughed up large mouthfuls of blood.

"Lord Junwei, come help us! This person is too powerful!" One of them finally couldn't bear it any longer, having been wounded multiple times and almost shattered.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan swung his fist, unleashing wind and thunder, dimming the mountains and rivers, and eclipsing the sun and moon. He struck through one of them, shattering all his bones and pulverizing half of his body.

Then, the other three, transformed into humanoid primordial magnetic immortal lights, rushed past, instantly repairing the injured man's body. They were connected by shared fate.

"Truly a powerful secret technique!" Ye Fan muttered to himself.

The five-colored divine light merged into one. The five treasured swords behind Ye Fan transformed into a single Dao sword, which then slashed onto the Four Symbols Formation diagram that had once again merged.

"Puff," "Puff"...

The four spat out blood and were sent flying backward. The formation diagram split apart once more, and each person's face was pale, filled with disbelief.

How could one person be so powerful? Fighting them alone, he couldn't be stopped by their supreme formation diagram or forbidden secret techniques!

Lord Junwei made his move, immediately unleashing overwhelming divine might. A giant hand covered the sky; this was the renowned 'World in Palm' technique, aiming to trap Ye Fan within his palm.

However, what awaited him was a massive golden foot. Ye Fan stomped down with immense force, nearly shattering the giant hand, which violently trembled and retracted.

Ye Fan powerfully broke the technique. With a single step, he stepped out of the 'World in Palm' and confronted Lord Junwei.