Chapter 1311: Strangling the Genius

Chapter 3112: Strangling Genius

Ye Fan had felt that this Sun God Star was excessively brilliant while he was deep in the starfield. He hadn't realized it was the dwelling and temporary palace of the Fire Race's Sacred Spirit, which explained its brilliance.

The birthplace of a Fire Spirit is always accompanied by extreme divine flames; its birth is a miracle of heaven and earth!

This dwelling, located inside the sun, was naturally filled with this divine essence, precisely what Ye Fan needed for his breakthrough. Its value was immeasurable. For those who truly needed it, it was priceless!

The seven foreign race prodigies were all extraordinary, both male and female. Each was exceptionally outstanding, being descendants of great saints from various major forces, and their backgrounds were astonishing.

The prodigy from the Light Race had four faces, surveying all directions. Their entire body glowed a pale golden, like a battle saint, asserting supremacy in this world.

The rising star from the Primordial Devil Race had a majestic physique. A black demonic horn protruded from their forehead, emitting a misty aura, imposing like a colossal mountain. Their eyes reflected scenes of the destruction and birth of suns, moons, and stars.

The celestial maiden of the Winged Race had bright, silky golden hair, clear eyes, and skin as white as jade. Eight pairs of pure white, flawless wings sprouted from her back, and a divine halo behind her head gave her a sacred and dignified appearance.

The strong practitioner from the Phantom Race had a blurred figure, having stood in shadows for years. Even with a solar star behind them, they had cast large areas of dark space. This race consisted of born killers.

The seven young powerhouses came together, united, exuding pressure on anyone.

Each one was a hero in their own right, fiercely proud and independent, usually acting alone. This time, however, they had united under the command of their elders, forming a temporary small team.

In the starry sky, relations between the major races were complex, oscillating between war and peace. They realized that on the human race's ancient path, they had to unite and could not completely turn against each other because of the Heaven-Mending Art.

Thus, although the Great Sages were warring and vying for the Stone Sutra, the relationships between the major clans had not completely frozen; instead, they sought opportunities for cooperation.

These seven individuals were top-ranked prodigies from their respective races. Each was considered exceptionally powerful among their peers. None of them were Saint Kings, yet they were even more dangerous.

Ye Fan pondered, without a hint of underestimation, for even he sensed the danger; these individuals would be very difficult to deal with.

"Bizarre! Where did these monsters come from? They're even stronger than typical Saint Kings!" the Dragon Horse muttered.

The Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon, moreover, wore a grave expression. It wasn't just one or two, but seven individuals, each radiating a dangerous aura.

"Forget everything else, let's fight to the death!" the majestic man from the Primordial Devil Race roared, his battle intent soaring, sharp and imposing like a drawn battle sword.

"I'll fight him first!" another shouted, their expression excited, as if preparing for a grand event rather than a life-or-death duel.

These individuals all possessed their own pride. Even though they had been ordered by their clan elders to travel together, they did not wish for a group battle. They hailed from seven major races, each from a different starfield.

Although not the absolute top prodigies of their respective races, they were among the very few standing at the peak of their generation!

"I advise you to leave. Too much blood has already flowed in this starfield," Ye Fan said, stepping forward. His main target was the solar star ahead.

As he moved, the dark blood divine halo and the golden curse halo behind him glowed dazzlingly, making him appear like a deity.

This was the result of mass slaughter, piling up mountains of corpses and causing rivers of blood. Legend had it that such individuals would incur divine wrath from the heavens in the future.

"Human Sacred Body, you have been killing for eighteen years. It's said you are unrivaled among your peers in this desolate land. Are you afraid to fight today?" the strong practitioner from the Phantom Race said chillingly. He did not wish to fight alone and had already prepared for an ambush.

Ye Fan did not spare him a glance, fixing his gaze on the man from the Light Race, who had four faces. The blood within him rumbled like thunder, and divine radiance flowed across his entire body; this was undoubtedly a formidable opponent.

"I am the sixth-generation descendant of an Ancient Emperor's son, and I wish to fight you!" the strong practitioner from the Light Race stated in a deep voice.

Ye Fan's heart immediately trembled. This clan possessed a heaven-defying ancient weapon like the Soul Refining Pot, meaning an Ancient Emperor had definitely emerged from their lineage in the distant past.

"I wonder if Brother Xuanguang's great-great-grandfather is still in the world," someone on the opposite side murmured.

Ye Fan caught a few wisps of spiritual fluctuations and was even more stunned. A son of an Ancient Emperor from the Light Race had emerged four thousand years ago, rapidly growing to the Great Saint realm, but later disappeared.

This was certainly a major event. Some believed he was assassinated, while others claimed he sealed himself away, fearing he had appeared too early and might miss the path to immortality.

"The sixth-generation descendant of an Ancient Emperor's son, which means the seventh-generation descendant of the Soul Refining Pot's owner. A pure Ancient Emperor bloodline, indeed, I cannot be careless," Ye Fan mused to himself.

Of course, it was impossible for him to be truly wary. During his time on Beidou, he had fought against several direct descendants of Ancient Emperors, even slaying the Emperor's Son!

What truly concerned and worried Ye Fan was Xuanguang's great-great-grandfather, an Ancient Emperor's son. Four long millennia had passed; if he were still alive, he would undoubtedly be unrivaled in the world!

The woman from the Winged Race also could not be underestimated. A senior master had implanted five divine power seeds within her, located in her five great secret realms. Through the Heavenly Origin Eye, one could see them resonating with the universe.

"I will fight you!" the majestic powerhouse from the Primordial Devil Race strode forward. His strength was terrifying, and he was the elder brother of their race's top prodigy.

"Come at me, all of you," Ye Fan said. He stretched his body, his slender physique emanating a sense of beauty, as he formed the Yin-Yang Life-Death fist seals with both hands!

By now, the scriptures of the Sea of Wheels secret realm were nearing perfection. Ye Fan began to create his own secret techniques, which in this realm were naturally related to the Tai Chi Immortal Diagram.

The prodigies from the Primordial Devil Race, Phantom Race, Winged Race, and Light Race all changed their expressions. They knew Ye Fan was powerful, having struck fear into various races for so many years, but to be told this directly still enraged them.

Ye Fan initiated the attack, charging forward to battle these individuals.

"Kill!"

The Dragon Horse and Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon roared, following closely behind and charging towards the seven. It was now time to test their cultivation achievements.

The great battle erupted. These were seven prodigy-level powerhouses, each dominant in their own region, suppressing all directions, destined to reach the apex of their respective races.

They had a fifty percent chance of becoming Great Saints for their races in the future!

Thus, this battle was fierce. Even the mighty Ye Fan, as strong as he was, found it difficult to sweep them aside easily. Facing this alliance of monstrous talents, he was forced to fight with his true strength.

The Dragon Horse and Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon roared, their battle causing the starfield to shatter and the solar star to tremble amidst the bloody combat.

"Both of you, retreat. Leave them to me," Ye Fan said.

Having grown to his current level, among his peers, only those who defied the heavens could contend with him. By now, it was rare for anyone of his generation to match him in combat.

"Miracle strangler, with a single hand!" For eighteen years, this was the evaluation given to him by various races, spoken by his peers. Anyone, whether genius or monster, who encountered such a person was destined to be strangled.

The Dragon Horse and Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon both retreated. Although these opponents were formidable, they had witnessed Ye Fan strangling prodigies more than once and were already numb to it.

"Kill!"

Other Saints roared. To make the Human Sacred Body fall was a dream for many powerful peers in this starfield; if achieved, it would signify becoming a young supreme being.

Ye Fan stretched his body, not quickly, embracing Yang then Yin, stillness and motion harmonizing. Cold lightning flashed in his eyes, and the Tai Chi Immortal Diagram emerged in his Sea of Wheels, shining brilliantly. Yin and Yang, life and death, balanced, revealing ancient characters, each possessing the power to suppress eternities.

In this difficult life-and-death battle, he unleashed his secret techniques, which were some of the Daoist methods he had been exploring since he embarked on the path of cultivation. They were not achieved overnight; some were techniques he had used as a small cultivator, now perfected and brought to an unblemished state.

"Motion gives rise to Yang; extreme motion leads to stillness. Stillness gives rise to Yin; extreme stillness returns to motion. One motion, one stillness, each is the root of the other. Dividing Yin and Yang, the Two Poles are established..."

The chanting from within his Sea of Wheels was incredibly grand, like three thousand Buddhas and ten thousand demon lords roaring together, causing the heavens and earth to resonate.

Ye Fan formed the Yin-Yang Life-Death fist seals, his left and right hands controlling life and death. The Lunar Divine Fish and Solar Divine Fish appeared, merging with his hands, their power immense and unparalleled.

"Boom!"

After more than a hundred rounds of intense battle, Ye Fan formed the death seal with his left hand. A Lunar Divine Fish flew out, merging with his palm and fingers, unleashing overwhelming power. One opponent was instantly pierced through, their body exploding, tearing into pieces, and turning into a large cloud of blood mist.

Almost simultaneously, he formed the life seal with his right hand. A Solar Divine Fish flew out, merging with his right fist. With a single punch, another Saint was pulverized, their sacred blood splattering.

Finally, the two Yin-Yang fish merged, Yin and Yang, life and death combining, unleashing even greater power. The third individual was struck into minced flesh and bone fragments!

"Run!" At that moment, the remaining individuals completely lost their will to fight and turned to flee.

However, how could Ye Fan give them such an opportunity? With a soft shout, a golden circle appeared behind him, transforming into a streak of light that shot forward, rapidly expanding to suppress the firmament and trap several individuals within its circumference.

"Huh, one person is missing!" the Dragon Horse exclaimed from behind.

Three individuals were sealed within the golden circle, but one was nowhere to be seen.

Ye Fan sneered, then abruptly extended a large hand, seizing the strong practitioner from the Phantom Race in his palm. With a sudden squeeze, *thump*, the practitioner turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The Phantom Race excelled at assassination. Moments ago, this individual had done the opposite of fleeing, hiding instead and swiftly lunging at Ye Fan. Unfortunately, they had targeted the wrong person.

Ye Fan had cultivated the Heavenly Court's lethal secret arts; how could he possibly be caught off guard?

"Ah..." the strong practitioner from the Primordial Devil Race cried out, sacrificing a forbidden artifact, its power terrifying and overwhelming.

Simultaneously, the celestial maiden of the Winged Race also let out a soft cry, spitting out five divine power seeds that were about to explode. Faintly, a wisp of aura emerged that even terrified the Dragon Horse and Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon.

In an instant, Ye Fan retracted the golden circle, transforming himself into a dragon-shaped curve, precisely the Yin-Yang dividing line in the Tai Chi Diagram, and swept through.

"Puff!"

The Primordial Devil Race practitioner was sliced in half, their primordial spirit shattered. At the same time, the breathtaking celestial maiden of the Winged Race also met her demise, her pure white feathers stained with blood, falling like withered petals.

Xuanguang of the Light Race cried out, his imperial blood boiling. He unleashed a forbidden art, his strength soaring, breaking through to a level that made even Ye Fan extremely wary.

This was a loss of life, a reckless shortening of boundless lifespan, a sublimation in an extreme instant, bursting forth with power disproportionate to his cultivation realm!

An eternal immortal radiance bloomed as Ye Fan's secret techniques melted into one: the Yin-Yang Life-Death fist seals, the golden circle, and the dragon-shaped curve transformed into a single Tai Chi Immortal Diagram, sweeping across.

There was only a soft sound, and then everything fell silent. The Tai Chi Immortal Diagram swept past, and Xuanguang, who had ancient imperial blood flowing through his body, turned into dust.

This was the Daoist method of Ye Fan's Sea of Wheels secret realm, ultimately converging into a single art, consistent with the scriptures, its divine might astonishing the world.

"Strangling geniuses with a single hand! Under this starry sky, I am the miracle!" the Dragon Horse galloped forth, head held high, boasting shamelessly.

"Is that an evaluation of *you*?" the Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon retorted.

Ye Fan walked towards the interior of the solar star. This was the dwelling and temporary palace of Great Saint Cang Yan; it was undoubtedly a treasure trove, not to be missed.