Chapter 139: Meat Body

Ye Fan’s voice, though not loud, caused all the Star Peak disciples to blanch. Chen Feng, a cultivator of the Other Shore realm, held great prestige among them, and ordinarily, no one would dare speak to him in such a manner.

"Such audacity! Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew? You want to break Senior Brother Chen's leg? Go cultivate for another hundred years!"

The Star Peak disciples, who had been repeatedly suppressed and felt deeply aggrieved, were now provoked by Ye Fan's few words. They desperately wanted to see him subdued.

"What kind of person is Senior Brother Chen Feng? Killing him is child's play. In Senior Brother Chen's eyes, this person is nothing more than a common, worthless nobody!"

Chen Feng, clad in snow-white robes, seemed untouched by dust or worldly concerns. He exuded an ethereal aura, as if he had emerged from a pure land beyond this world, truly embodying the demeanor of an outstanding disciple from a major sect.

He seemed somewhat aloof, yet primarily composed. With a faint smile, he stated, "Young and ignorant, recklessly arrogant, you don't know your place. I already gave you an opportunity, but you failed to seize it. Since that's the case, I will personally break every bone in your body."

Ye Fan kicked a thousand-jin boulder towards Chen Feng, sending it crashing forward. "Can you not just die without being so superior?" he retorted, clearly annoyed by the other's condescending demeanor.

Chen Feng, with a gentle flick of his hand, caused his white robes to flutter. As his sleeve swept past, the thousand-jin boulder instantly disintegrated into fine dust, scattering downwards.

"Be careful, little brat," Ji Ziyue secretly transmitted. "He's a cultivator of the Other Shore realm. To defeat him, you must rely on your powerful physical body; you'll only have a chance if you can get close enough."

In a direct contest of divine power or against spells, Ye Fan's chances were slim. Only through close-quarters combat, leveraging his formidable physique that surpassed even spirit treasures, could he hope to seriously wound his opponent.

It was, after all, how he had defeated Ji Xia, a cultivator of the Other Shore realm from the Ji family, not long ago.

Ye Fan moved, agile as the wind, leaving a trail of afterimages with each step, dazzling onlookers as he instantly charged forward.

The white-robed man gracefully retreated. Unlike Senior Brother Yang, he was already wary of Ye Fan and did not wish for him to get too close, intending instead to crush him with powerful divine arts.

However, he had underestimated Ye Fan's speed. Not only him, but even Ji Ziyue's mouth dropped open in astonishment.

She had witnessed a formidable movement technique, one she seemed to have heard about but had never actually seen!

"This is..." Ji Ziyue's mouth formed an "O" as she wrinkled her nose, muttering to herself, "Could it be the footwork of that legendary crazy old man?"

As Ye Fan moved, his steps exuded a natural harmony with the Dao, flowing effortlessly like clouds and water, leaving no discernible trace, much like an antelope hanging its horns.

The white-robed man was incredibly fast, moving like a shooting star, leaving a trail of afterimages. Yet, Ye Fan followed like a shadow, keeping pace!

He had to stick close to his opponent and engage in melee combat; otherwise, the situation would be dire, given the difference of an entire major realm between them. His continuous movement towards the white-robed man earlier had been precisely to create this opportunity.

Now, he would not give up easily. With the rhythm of the Dao flowing beneath his feet, he continued his pursuit directly!

Everyone around was astonished. Chen Feng was incredibly powerful, moving like lightning as a cultivator of the Other Shore realm. Yet, Ye Fan caught up to him, making escape impossible, which clearly demonstrated the mysterious nature of his footwork.

"Do you truly think I fear you?" Chen Feng, feeling surprised to be caught by Ye Fan, noted that his opponent's movements were so fast that he couldn't shake him off.

At his level of cultivation, he could metaphorically conjure clouds and rain with a mere flick of his wrist, possessing unimaginable divine abilities. Within his eyes, starlight swirled, and countless stars seemed to materialize and vanish.

*Whoosh whoosh*

From Chen Feng's pupils, starlight flowed, manifesting as two dazzling beams of light, sharper than any sword, that shot directly towards Ye Fan's head.

Even metal or stone would shatter if they obstructed these beams, let alone a body of flesh and blood. Yet, Ye Fan's expression remained calm as his left hand, quick as light, gently flicked a finger.

*Clang clang!*

Two resounding clangs echoed as the two sharp beams of starlight shattered like exploding crystals, disintegrating instantly and then dissipating into the air.

*Hum*

The void trembled faintly as Ye Fan's golden fist slammed forward, vibrating like the hammer of a thunder god. The terrifying pressure caused those nearby to feel moments of suffocation.

Chen Feng's white robes fluttered, his body aglow with starlight, his eyes impossibly deep. In front of him, a shimmering light barrier rapidly formed, separating him from Ye Fan.

*Bang!*

However, Ye Fan's golden fist was overwhelmingly powerful, striking with the immense force of a falling mountain peak. The terrifying vibrations caused everyone nearby to lose their footing.

*Crack!*

The light barrier shattered instantly, completely unable to withstand the blow, dissolving into streaks of light that vanished into the air.

*Thud!*

Ye Fan's golden fist, seemingly engulfed in blazing golden divine fire, smashed the very void, causing it to collapse inwards.

Chen Feng finally perceived the immense power of Ye Fan's physical body, and his expression instantly changed. His figure moved evasively, flickering like a dream, as a stream of light shot forth from his Sea of Bitterness.

It was a jade plate that rapidly expanded, resembling a celestial dome. Inlaid with strange pearls that gleamed like suns, moons, and stars, it hovered in the air, engulfing Ye Fan beneath it.

*Whoosh whoosh whoosh*

Myriad sword-qi manifested, and star-clouds permeated the air!

This mysterious jade plate instantly plunged the sky into darkness, bringing forth night. Each pearl on its surface radiated starlight, transforming into sharp swords that descended.

It was a literal rain of swords; the black night sky, dazzling pearls, and gleaming jade plate all vibrated in unison, attempting to strangle Ye Fan.

*Boom!*

A resonant bronze clang, like the profound vibrations of an ancient bell, reverberated, causing the ears of everyone nearby to buzz.

Unbeknownst to them, Ye Fan now held a massive bronze plaque engraved with the ancient characters for "Great Thunder Sound Temple." He swung it skyward, deflecting every single sword made of starlight.

The bronze plaque, heavy as a mountain, vibrated in Ye Fan's hand as he swung it, striking the jade plate above!

*Shatter!*

Like multicolored glass shattering, pieces of jade rained down, and the strange pearls scattered and bounced. The spirit treasure had been utterly smashed.

The white-robed Chen Feng moved with lightning speed, yet he couldn't create any distance. A powerful energy pulsed behind him, like a colossal furnace, scorching his back and completely locking onto him.

"Do you truly believe your physical body is the only strong one?" Chen Feng, exasperated by Ye Fan's relentless pursuit, felt a surge of anger. As a dignified cultivator of the Other Shore realm, he had never been so thoroughly pressured.

"Twelve Star River Swords!" he roared, and twelve beams of sword light erupted from his body, soaring to the clouds and plunging as if into hell.

Twelve surging and roaring star rivers each transformed into a massive sword, cleaving downwards towards Ye Fan's physical body.

The Star Peak cultivators tempered their bodies with starlight, greatly emphasizing physical cultivation. Once they reached the Divine Bridge realm, their physiques would begin to transform, becoming incredibly formidable.

At the Other Shore realm, they were even more formidable. By drawing the divine light of the star rivers into their bodies and accumulating it for years, endless starlight would manifest within them, capable of condensing into indestructible swords.

*Clang, clang, clang!*

The sword lights vibrated intensely as the twelve star rivers, forged from immense starlight, churned the surrounding air.

*Bang! Bang!*

A shocking sight unfolded: Ye Fan put away the Great Thunder Sound Temple bronze plaque and began to unleash his golden fists, one powerful blow after another.

The void twisted as if an unstable space, with his golden fists serving as the very source of this disturbance. The terrifying power they unleashed was horrifying.

The surging star rivers were dispersed!

Indeed, three star rivers were consecutively shattered by Ye Fan's three punches, sending starlight scattering across the sky in all directions.

*Bang! Bang! Bang!*

With nine more consecutive punches, his golden fists proved unstoppable, surpassing even spirit treasures; his body itself was the most formidable weapon.

After these nine strikes, the twelve star rivers were utterly annihilated, dissolving into shimmering points of light that swiftly vanished into the air.

Chen Feng's body suddenly trembled. He grew even more apprehensive of Ye Fan's physical prowess. His Wheel Sea vibrated as he consecutively conjured three powerful weapons.

A Cloud Chain, forged from lustrous jade marrow, sparkled like white jade, coiling flawlessly and purely in the sky, resembling a sacred white cloud.

A Star Shield, engraved with countless stars, descended like an insurmountable cliff, as if a section of the very firmament were plummeting.

And a Moon Blade, shaped like a crescent, its brilliant silver light spinning as it attacked, utterly destructive and radiating an overwhelming killing intent.

Behind them, all the Star Peak disciples gasped. This was one of Chen Feng's ultimate killing techniques; few could withstand the combined power of these three formidable weapons.

The Cloud Chain horizontally locked the sky, intending to completely seal Ye Fan!

The Star Shield and Moon Blade, like falling celestial bodies, plummeted from the firmament, as if a small world was collapsing and engulfing Ye Fan within it.

This was a formidable offensive technique!

Ye Fan was finally halted, enveloped by endless starlight and moonlight, and horizontally bound below by the sacred Cloud Chain.

Chen Feng, being a powerful expert of the Other Shore realm with unquestionable strength, broke free from the entanglement and ascended into the high sky.

Behind them, all the Star Peak disciples smiled, brimming with confidence in Chen Feng's abilities.

"Even if his physical body is incredibly powerful, can it be more formidable than a spirit treasure? Let's see how he escapes this predicament."

"I told you, Senior Brother Chen Feng will crush him like a worthless nobody!"

"An ant attempting to shake a tree, completely unaware of his own limitations. This outcome was to be expected."

Suddenly, a dull, thudding sound echoed.

*Rumble, rumble, rumble!*

The radiance of stars and moon suddenly disintegrated.

*Bang!*

Endless starlight surged upwards as Ye Fan punched straight through the Star Shield. His black hair billowed, and his divine might was awe-inspiring.

*Clang!*

With another swing of his fist, the Moon Blade snapped, its moonlight vanished, and the dull, broken piece fell to the ground.

*Crack!*

Ye Fan's arms thrashed, and the Cloud Chain snapped inch by inch. Its sacred light faded, and the holy cloud dissipated.

The Star Peak disciples were dumbfounded, and Li Xiaoman's expression also turned to one of disbelief. Three powerful artifacts had failed to suppress him; instead, they had been shattered by him. Such a formidable physical body was simply unbelievable.

In the sky, Chen Feng felt a sharp pang of heartache. Three treasures he had painstakingly refined for years, which had long since gained sentience, were now utterly destroyed in a single day.

"He's practically a legendary humanoid beast!"

"Is that still a mere body? It's like a priceless treasure..."

Many gasped in astonishment.

"It's all over now..." Chen Feng, cold as ice, stood high in the sky, his entire body radiating specks of starlight, like a white-robed Celestial Lord.