Yunheng glowed, distorting the void around him. A strange, terrifying power erupted from him, its aura reaching the sky.
An unimaginable wave burst forth, moving at a speed beyond anything known in the world. With a "poof," Ye Fan's body exploded, torn into pieces, his flesh and blood scattering.
It was Yunheng's true form, moving with unparalleled divine speed. He had transcended the conventional laws of the universe, unmatched in the world, disturbing the very stability of space and time.
His speed moments ago was incomprehensible; even the Supremes in the major restricted zones gasped. He was the Heavenly Venerate who had created the "Word of Passage" secret technique, and he was still alive.
Beams of light shot skyward from the restricted zones. Two individuals recognized him; they held a deep grudge, having been ambushed and thwarted by him when they underwent their tribulation to become emperors. He had sought to seize their Dao fruits.
The Remote Heavenly Venerate, an ancient being who had dominated the Mythological Era, was invincible. He was said to have sought to break through time to achieve immortality and eternal life.
Such a figure should have long been dead, yet his true form had reappeared today, astonishing and baffling everyone. Weren't there rumors he had long since passed away?
Though enraged, the two great imperial experts in the restricted zones did not emerge. They merely watched, hoping Ye Fan and this individual would perish together.
The Carefree Heavenly Venerate had pioneered the "Word of Passage" secret technique, unmatched in the world. It was said he could step into the domain of time, alter the flow of years, restore youth, and vastly extend one's lifespan.
"Ultimately, it was proven that while it can influence time, it cannot alter one's own self."
Ye Fan reassembled his true body. As a Great Accomplished Saint Body, with half of his being having entered the Dao Attainment realm, his natural recovery was astounding. Moreover, his mastery of the "Word of Existence" secret technique allowed him to recover almost instantly.
"It's useless. Against my 'Word of Passage' secret, everything will be rendered ineffective. Even the 'Word of All' and 'Word of Existence' won't help you. By forcing me to reveal my true form, you have only set foot on a path of no return," Yunheng declared.
He held extreme confidence in his own laws, even disdain for the divine arts of the Emperor Venerate. He surveyed the world with arrogance, displaying the self-assurance and dominance befitting a Heavenly Venerate.
"Boom!" Yunheng struck again, moving faster than light. Time itself became chaotic, and his figure was utterly imperceptible as he launched a powerful attack.
"Poof!" Ye Fan's body exploded; half of it was shattered by the strike. It was impossible to defend against; such speed was utterly shocking.
"So strong!" Ye Fan exclaimed with a sigh. He truly admired the profoundness of his opponent's divine abilities; in this particular domain, Yunheng was undoubtedly unmatched throughout history.
Ye Fan's entire body glowed as he activated the "Word of Passage" secret, using it to counter his opponent's technique. Simultaneously, enhanced by the "Word of All" secret, his speed abruptly increased tenfold.
With this surge, the universe itself began to collapse, losing its stability, as the raw power of time surged forth, severely disrupting it.
"Buzz!" In a fierce collision, Ye Fan was sent hurtling sideways once more. A horrifying bloodied hole appeared on his right shoulder, and the entire left side of his body was reduced to an unrecognizable pulp.
"You wish to contend with me in my own domain? Even with the 'Word of All' secret, it's futile. My Dao has reached a level where it requires no enhancement whatsoever!" Yunheng stated icily.
This was his path to becoming an Emperor, and he was fully justified in his words. No one was faster than him; he was the foremost since ancient times, his understanding of the "Word of Passage" technique having long reached heavenly levels.
Ye Fan offered no reply. Several secret techniques simultaneously activated, dispelling his injuries. His expression was utterly grim as he stepped forward, preparing to confront his opponent.
Yet, in the dozens of subsequent clashes, blood continuously splattered from Ye Fan's body. He suffered repeated heavy blows, completely unable to evade his opponent's attacks.
That speed was simply unparalleled; no one in this world could evade it.
"It simply won't work. In this domain, every Great Emperor and Heavenly Venerate throughout history must bow to me," Yunheng declared.
His hair was thick, and divine light flowed within his silver eyes. His robes fluttered, conveying an ineffable transcendence. In the past, he was known as the Carefree Heavenly Venerate for good reason: his divine speed made it impossible for others to harm him, leaving him rarely in a dishevelled state.
"Buzz!" The Mother Qi of All Things emerged. Ye Fan used a cauldron to shield his body, from which streams of Mother Qi cascaded down. Furthermore, myriad spirits materialized: Kunpengs, Vermilion Birds, Heavenly Dragons, and other mythical beasts encircled him, filling the cosmos and protecting him at its center.
"This cauldron is quite good. If it were to merge with my precious vase, it would become even more perfect, an immortal artifact without question," Yunheng remarked, his eyes fixed on the weapon hovering above Ye Fan's head.
"We'll see if you live long enough to take it," Ye Fan retorted.
Yunheng smiled. "The cauldron is mine," he said, "and so too are your physical body and primordial spirit!"
By the end of his statement, his expression turned utterly cold and grim. He had already undergone ultimate sublimation; after this battle, he would struggle to endure the long passage of time. Only by forcibly seizing Ye Fan's fortune could he extend his life.
"Boom!" The great battle raged on. The Carefree Heavenly Venerate moved like a soaring dragon and a descending phoenix, striding through the world with an air of defiance. Every one of his attacks was incredibly graceful, yet at critical junctures, he would vanish and reappear, his speed incomprehensible.
Every single one of his strikes was devastating. His speed reached its absolute limit, divine power erupted, and his might was unparalleled, truly displaying an invincible force across the world. Such methods, such techniques, made even the ancient Supremes within the restricted zones immensely wary.
"Clang!" He struck the cauldron multiple times, leaving behind deep indentations, almost piercing it. Had it not been the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things, it would undoubtedly have been reduced to dust.
Leveraging his incomparable divine speed, he managed to bypass the Mother Qi of All Things' defense, bringing his attacks directly to Ye Fan and nearly causing him to perish on several occasions.
Ye Fan accelerated once more, unleashing several secret techniques simultaneously. He used the "Word of Soldiers" to restrain the Carefree Heavenly Venerate, the "Word of Combat" for offense, and the "Word of Passage" to enhance his speed, fully activating them all in his battle against Yunheng.
This was a fierce, grand collision, rarely seen throughout history. Yunheng's sublimation was akin to a Great Emperor's direct assault, and Ye Fan's ability to battle him for such an extended period without perishing was ample evidence of his immense power.
Ye Fan bled once more, sent hurtling sideways. This time, he was struck by his opponent's green-gold precious vase, then hit by a palm strike. His body was torn into four, and his saintly blood splattered like rain.
"Do you truly believe that mastering more divine arts makes you stronger? Jack of all trades, master of none – you'll never reach the pinnacle of any domain," Yunheng scoffed. "Every Dao Attainer achieves sublimation by perfecting a single extreme domain, reaching its highest state. Simply knowing many techniques is not beneficial; it only fragments your focus, preventing you from fully mastering anything!"
The Carefree Heavenly Venerate continued speaking as he attacked, looking down at Ye Fan with a hint of mockery. Perhaps he was the only one in this world who dared to critique Ye Fan's strengths and weaknesses as if lecturing a junior.
"You yourself said that every individual's Dao is different," Ye Fan retorted, unwavering, his gaze growing even more resolute. "How then can you claim my cultivation method won't work?"
"Boom!" Ye Fan suddenly unleashed a phenomenon, entering a grand confrontation with the Carefree Heavenly Venerate. He intended to draw his opponent into his personal chaotic mini-world, thereby neutralizing the speed-based assault.
It worked. The phenomenon expanded, drawing Yunheng in, causing him to feel as if he had suddenly plunged into a quagmire, his extreme speed severely hampered.
"Kill!" Divine light erupted from Ye Fan's eyes as he unleashed his Heavenly Emperor Fist forward. He never doubted his own combat prowess; his only concern had always been his opponent's speed, which he simply could not match.
Now that the opportunity presented itself, he naturally had to employ every ultimate technique and fight with all his might!
"Dong!" A terrifying sound echoed. Yunheng vanished from his position, and a strange light shot towards Ye Fan's head.
Undoubtedly, it was extreme divine speed again, and this time, it was even more terrifying than before. Ye Fan immediately lowered his cauldron to shield himself, then his entire body glowed, erupting with a supreme aura to block the attack.
"Clang!" The mighty cauldron vibrated violently, its surface riddled with cracks.
Ye Fan struck with his Heavenly Emperor Fist, hitting a streak of light. Though he dispersed it, his own fist instantly developed numerous wrinkles, appearing to have aged significantly.
This made him gasp sharply. It was the power of time. His opponent had truly pushed the "Word of Passage" secret to its absolute limit, clearly entering the domain of time to launch this attack.
Ye Fan felt a headache coming on, realizing there was indeed truth to his opponent's words: when a secret technique reaches its pinnacle, it truly becomes invincible, needing nothing else.
With a resounding rumble, the Carefree Heavenly Venerate swung his arm. Like an immortal phoenix spreading its wings or a divine ape leaping, he unleashed vast waves of Dao power, all imbued with the force of time.
This was his trump card. Ye Fan understood that his opponent was done waiting and had now launched his most terrifying attack. If he couldn't withstand it, his end might truly be tragic.
The "Word of Passage" secret was terrifying; its pinnacle could not be reached by any outsider. Since ancient times, only the Carefree Heavenly Venerate himself had achieved such mastery, moving with truly immortal grace.
"Boom!" Ye Fan thrust the cauldron outwards. Myriad spirits, including dragons, phoenixes, Kunpengs, and White Tigers, swarmed forth, covering the heavens and earth, engulfing the cosmos. Numerous massive stars instantly crumbled.
However, a horrifying event occurred in that instant. When the myriad spirits encountered those Dao waves, they all silently aged, their flesh and blood withering and turning into dry bones, perishing from old age on the spot.
Across the universe, the scalps of all major powerful races tingled with dread. What a heaven-defying technique! He could truly control time. The Carefree Heavenly Venerate was indeed terrifying, and his immense arrogance was well-founded!
"Break!" Ye Fan roared. He did not cease using several of the Nine Secrets; he continued to unleash them. Simultaneously, his right hand abruptly pulled, executing the "Void Beginning" secret technique, which forced everything back to its origin, forcibly interrupting his opponent's technique.
"Boom!" The Carefree Heavenly Venerate staggered, his temporal power, though not entirely dispelled, momentarily froze, almost completely interrupted.
Ye Fan roared, unleashing his unparalleled attack power forward. He extended a hand, drawing in endless star rivers, causing countless massive stars to rain down like a furious deluge.
The power of time scattered in all directions, and many massive stars exploded.
"You may know many secret techniques, but you still cannot block this Heavenly Venerate!" Yunheng scoffed. Yet, a warning arose in his heart: Ye Fan's numerous secret arts were all astonishing, and if he continued to develop them, they could absolutely pose a threat.
He stood amidst eternity, pushing the "Word of Passage" technique to its utmost limit. He struck again, this time with an even more immense power of time, clearly intent on swiftly dispatching Ye Fan.
Ye Fan, in turn, unleashed even more secret techniques. However, this time, his primary technique shifted again, mimicking the Ruthless Emperor's Myriad Transformation Divine Art!
This technique transformed all wonders into decay, effectively impeding the flow of time and causing the Carefree Heavenly Venerate's temporal power to be disrupted, no longer flowing smoothly.
"Let's see what other tricks you have up your sleeve!" Yunheng roared.
The two continued their fierce battle for another half an hour. Ye Fan was struck multiple times, his body exploding. The power of time inflicted immense damage upon him; had it not been for his supreme Saint Blood, which swiftly cleansed that bizarre force, he might have perished.
In this intense struggle, by the end, Ye Fan himself ignited. All his secret techniques were unleashed, and this section of the universe seethed with energy.
The sounds of scriptures resonated ceaselessly within him, as various profound insights fully manifested, forming an ocean of laws and secret techniques. Even anomalies were reflected in the sky.
The Carefree Heavenly Venerate's expression changed. He sensed something abnormal. As Ye Fan fought with such desperation, even with blood constantly splattering across the starry sky and his body sometimes exploding, his opponent showed no signs of weakening; instead, he was undergoing a terrifying metamorphosis.
Around Ye Fan, laws intertwined, and scriptures transformed into dense runes. With phenomena reaching to the heavens, he appeared to be encased within a cauldron, like a divine embryo undergoing metamorphosis.
"Cauldron nurturing myriad scriptures! You intend to use me for your transformation! How audacious!" Yunheng roared in anger.
He finally understood his opponent's Dao. This young enemy was excessively audacious. Despite having his body shattered multiple times, narrowly escaping death, and constantly teetering on the brink of perishing, he was still attempting to comprehend the Dao and achieve breakthroughs in such a perilous situation.
With the cauldron nurturing myriad scriptures, all techniques erupted, and various immortal lights merged. Ye Fan's position became a chaotic void, and he became the "One" poised to transcend.
This was the path he sought to forge. At this moment, endless chaotic immortal light swirled around him, enveloping his form.
"Is he attempting to evolve into a Chaos Body in the end?" Yunheng's heart jolted with alarm. He roared and charged forward.
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