Chapter 1470: Battle with the Great Sage

Golden mists filled the sky, piercing through the clouds. If this city were not protected by a rare, powerful array, it would surely shatter into pieces.

Centered here, ripples appeared layer by layer, rising from the ancient city walls, soaring from the ground, and intertwining in the void, transforming into divine protective patterns for the city.

It was precisely these ancient patterns that prevented a world-ending catastrophe!

Ye Fan and Liu Feng engaged in battle, their very first clash producing the most brilliant sparks, like a magnificent, beautiful rain of fireworks in full bloom. Yet this power was devastating, capable of annihilating all living things.

Their exchange was incredibly fast. Ye Fan's fists and Liu Feng's secret arts collided in the void, a clash of divine chains of order accompanied by scenes reminiscent of the creation of heaven and earth.

Finally, they shot past each other, ending up in two separate parts of the sky. Both turned back to gaze at their opponent, their eyes, like tiny suns, shooting out golden, needle-like rays that were extraordinarily intimidating.

The two stood in cold, hostile confrontation.

Many people's hearts pounded. This was truly a rare battle, a peak-level Saint King of the Ninth Heaven challenging a Great Saint—a grand event unseen for many years.

"Boom!" The next moment, they clashed again, faster than two bolts of lightning. Liu Feng opened his mouth and spat out a seal, a dazzlingly bright law woven from order, flying forward.

The sky trembled and the earth shook, as if the cosmos were being utterly destroyed. The four directions became unstable as earth, fire, wind, and water all appeared, seemingly trying to re-create the world while chaotic mists swirled.

Both retreated once more, neither gaining any advantage. They were equally matched.

Everyone was shocked. How powerful was the Human Sacred Body? Could it really contend with a Great Saint? This was simply unimaginable.

One must know that between a Saint King and a Great Saint lay a barrier, an insurmountable chasm, difficult to cross. Throughout history, apart from those in the 'Divine Forbidden' state, only a very few individuals could pierce through it.

No matter if one cultivated to the absolute peak of the Ninth Heaven, even if just a hair's breadth from breaking into the Great Saint realm, they would still be suppressed, essentially "a head shorter," making it difficult to fight across ranks.

Of course, there were exceptions. Some special races, like the Saint Spirit lineage, and some of the most astounding supreme prodigies, could defy common sense and break through this barrier.

Without a doubt, Ye Fan had broken through, and this shocked everyone.

This was also understandable. Not only was his bloodline power immense, but rumors also claimed he stood in the forbidden realm, possessing the absolute capital to look down on all heroes.

Liu Feng's expression was grim. Like a fiery phoenix, chains on his body clanged incessantly. Upon closer inspection, a crimson divine chain of order, trembling with a rattling sound, protruded from every pore.

Blazing flames surged as he walked step by step, truly like an immortal phoenix reborn from fire. His aura instantly became several times stronger than before.

"If you only have this much combat power, you will disappoint me greatly," Liu Feng said indifferently.

Everyone was terrified, feeling as if their bones and muscles would crack. The Great Saint's aura spread like a flood, gushing out and causing the four directions of the sky to tremble. Was this his true strength?

Ye Fan stared at his opponent without a word. He was very powerful, but he couldn't afford to be distracted when facing a Great Saint, as there was a barrier restricting even the most talented prodigies.

"Boom!" Liu Feng advanced, his true form shattering the firmament. He was like a deity; this world seemed unable to contain his true body, capable of igniting and destroying the entire cosmos.

He transformed his body into an immortal phoenix, dancing through the nine heavens, covering Ye Fan from above, continuously pressing down. This was the powerful Dharmakaya suppression of a Great Saint!

Ye Fan felt immense pressure. His body continuously sank, his hands striking the sky, battling the fiery phoenix above, until he landed on the ground, his feet pressing against the bluestone floor of the city.

"Crack!" The bluestone ground cracked crisply, but array patterns quickly spread out. This was the activation of an ancient supreme array, stopping Ye Fan's downward momentum.

Liu Feng from above continued to press down. He intended to use his immense magical power to crush Ye Fan into a pulp, to suppress him to death here. This was pure suppression of realm and cultivation.

Ye Fan's body tensed, resisting with all his might. This was the first time he had engaged in a back-and-forth confrontation with a Great Saint. Previously, encountering someone of this realm only left him with retreat as an option.

Suddenly, a trickle of golden blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. It was very faint, unseen by outsiders, but Liu Feng saw it clearly and immediately smiled faintly.

"There are so many talented individuals, but if they cannot pass the Great Saint threshold, they are nothing. No matter how much of a genius they are in the early stages, it is useless; in the end, they are just worthless."

Ye Fan ignored him. This was his Dao injury, which sometimes flared up but did not affect his combat power; it merely caused a few trickles of blood occasionally, which was nothing significant.

Liu Feng, naturally unaware, thought he was already injured, becoming even more composed. The crimson divine chains of order around his body danced like a phoenix spreading its wings, clanging loudly as they continuously suppressed downwards.

Ye Fan felt immense pressure. After all, a genius Great Saint was making a move, posing a significant threat to him, and he had to treat it seriously.

With a loud bang, Liu Feng descended, and Ye Fan's feet sank deep into the bluestone slabs, leaving two frightening foot-holes. When Liu Feng suppressed him for the fifth time, Ye Fan's body from the knees down was completely embedded in the stone slabs, unable to sink further.

This was because any further down was the foundation of the array, which blocked all pressure and supported his feet.

Many people couldn't help but sigh upon seeing this scene. Even if the Great Saint barrier was pierced, it still suppressed a significant portion of power, making a true cross-rank battle difficult to achieve.

What's more, this Great Saint was a person of extraordinary talent, already an unparalleled genius in cultivation, and now he was even more terrifying.

Everyone watched in silence, believing Ye Fan was finished. Even if he was powerful, he probably couldn't reverse the situation, as the suppression from a higher realm left people helpless.

Liu Feng said indifferently, "What are so-called geniuses worth? In the eyes of Great Saints like us, they are a joke. If they can't enter this realm, they will ultimately turn to dust."

He indeed had the right to say this, because Great Saints all fought their way through countless multitudes, crossed the single-plank bridge, experienced everything that so-called geniuses did, and ultimately advanced further. "Uncle, quickly kill him!" the teenager cried out. "Leave his primordial spirit and main consciousness, refine them into my magic treasure, and use them as its artifact spirit!"

Liu Mingde said indifferently, "It seems I've overreacted, to actually invite several Great Saints. It was truly overthinking. Tell me, throughout history, which Saint King has ever required such an effort? It's truly using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken."

"Boom!" Suddenly, Ye Fan moved. His body actually shot up from the stone slabs, rushing upward against the sky, and began attacking Liu Feng.

This counterattack was too sudden. No one expected it, as they watched Ye Fan about to be suppressed; they didn't anticipate his sudden burst, his aura instantly becoming several times stronger.

He directly attacked Liu Feng with the true Emperor's Fist, balanced and grand. With each swing, stars from countless heavens twinkled within the golden light, as if condensing a universe.

This fist power was immense, forcing Liu Feng to retreat, his body aching. The mere force of the punch made his skin feel like it would peel off, causing faint blood marks.

Liu Feng's expression changed. The Emperor's Fist truly lived up to its reputation. He had long heard of it, initially not taking it seriously, but only now, in true combat, did he understand how terrifying it was.

Ye Fan swung his fist horizontally, with the momentum to strike ten thousand miles. As his arm moved, the sky collapsed under the pressure, and the ancient city's array patterns roared, seeming unable to withstand it.

This sight moved and shocked not only Liu Feng but also the Great Saints watching from behind, giving rise to the thought that Ye Fan must be immediately eliminated.

Liu Feng cautiously focused on defending against Ye Fan's Emperor's Fist. All his energy was spent on it, fearing a fatal blow and defeat at the hands of someone from a lower realm. He never expected that behind Ye Fan, five-colored divine light would flash, and five treasured swords would rotate, slashing forward in unison, leaving him nowhere to hide.

First, there was a "poof" sound from his left shoulder, a high spray of blood splattered, and an arm was almost severed. Then, with a "crack," the purple-gold crown binding his hair was sliced off, breaking into two pieces, instantly leaving him disheveled and extremely discomfited.

Behind them, the child shrieked. Liu Mingde was even more dumbfounded, frozen in horror.

Fortunately, at this moment, Ye Fan and Liu Feng each dashed to a side, separating from each other. Otherwise, it would surely have ended in a desperate fight to the death.

Liu Feng coldly looked forward, believing Ye Fan had held back his strength earlier, waiting until this critical moment to ambush him. He had almost suffered a severe injury.

"My apologies," Ye Fan said calmly. "It's my first time fighting a Great Saint, so I was a bit unaccustomed. Now it's fine, I'll accompany you to the end."

A group of people, upon hearing this, felt an urge to spit blood. This required... adaptation? What a joke! They truly didn't know if he was being sarcastic or showing off.

Such words were certainly false. Most likely, he was contemplating the Great Saint's realm, using this to gauge the strength of the other ancient Great Saints who had not yet acted. Now he had a clear idea.

This sent shivers down people's spines. He was merely a Saint King, yet he could contend with Liu Feng; even if Liu Feng was a newly advanced Great Saint, it was still frightening enough!

"Hey, Great Saint Liu Feng, didn't you say you could crush us however you pleased? Your scalp was almost peeled off!" The Dragon Horse gloated, taunting him quite unkindly.

Several clumps of Liu Feng's hair had fallen out, leaving him disheveled and extremely discomfited. His face was ashen.

"In our homeland, this is called a watermelon head," Pang Bo said, explaining in detail to those nearby.

Liu Feng glared at them, and streaks of sharp light shot out, tearing through the void and transforming into sword light that slashed towards them. Ye Fan shifted three thousand zhang sideways, blocking in front and striking with his fist.

"Feng'er, come back!" Liu Mingde shouted. He felt a deep sense of unease; Ye Fan's strength was too great, exceeding expectations, as he could actually contend with a Great Saint.

Liu Feng ignored him. His body was covered in dark red divine chains, transforming into an undying phoenix that swooped down. At the same time, his forehead glowed, and a small crimson figure appeared before his brows, waving a large banner and suppressing forward.

Ye Fan's entire body surged with golden mist. All his unique phenomena unfolded and merged, forming a dazzling radiance, as if freezing time and space. He, meanwhile, raised his Emperor's Fist to strike down his enemy.

This was a fierce collision. The two clashed head-on countless times, their secret arts contending, their unique phenomena battling the Great Saint's Dao banner, like two heavens colliding, with fragments of shattered Great Dao laws scattering intermittently.

This confrontation lasted for a long time, ending tragically. A trickle of golden blood seeped from the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, while Liu Feng's entire right arm was shattered by a single punch, bone fragments and bloody pulp splattering everywhere.

"Feng'er!" Liu Mingde, the enforcer, cried out loudly. His heart turned ruthless as a supreme secret artifact appeared above his head, transforming into the Underworld City of Diyu and emitting an aura that made all heroes tremble.

This was a supreme treasure, the ancestral artifact of his clan, named Fengdu. Liu Mingde was also known as Liu Fengdu, gaining fame because of this artifact. Therefore, although he was not a Great Saint, he was still equally feared.

At the same time, he sent a telepathic message inviting the two senior Great Saints to intervene. These two were absolutely invincible, far surpassing the Saint King realm, and incomparable to newly advanced Great Saints.

Daring greatly, the moment Ye Fan injured Liu Feng, he showed no retreat at all, transforming into a flickering light that entangled him, engaging in close-quarters assault and persistently fighting.

The ancestral artifact "Fengdu" pressed down, and the sky collapsed and the earth broke. Within the final barrier, the dense array patterns laid down in ancient times were almost unable to withstand it.

When the two Great Saints made their move, it was even more terrifying. They rushed directly at Ye Fan, intending to kill him in one blow, giving him no chance.

Ye Fan was truly too fast, evading like a stream of light. A rain of blood appeared in the sky as he tore off one of Liu Feng's thighs, almost splitting him vertically in half, blood dripping everywhere.

Everyone was utterly shocked. This was a Great Saint, yet he was split by Ye Fan, suffering severe injuries. Moreover, under such an assault and facing such immense pressure, how terrifying was the Human Sacred Body?