Chapter 245: Zhen Killing Disciples of the Ancient Barbaric Clan

The Void Sutra is an ancient scripture of profound mystery, conceived by the Great Emperor Xukong of ancient times as he observed all things and captured the essence of the eternal and unchanging. It possesses the miraculous ability to seize the fortune of heaven and earth.

The Sky-Cutting Finger is one of its unparalleled techniques, possessing immense power and infinite profundity. Upon reaching its ultimate level, it can seize the imprint of heaven and stir the Great Dao.

Ji Yunfeng's fingers shimmered, emitting a heaven-piercing divine radiance. His fingers moved like several true dragons intertwining their tails, exuding a terrifying aura that could seemingly sever mountain ranges and cleave the sky.

"Clang!" The Sky-Cutting Finger struck out, cleaving the sky with overwhelming force. A divine radiance, thick as a peak, lunged like shears towards the colossal mountain in the air, its might astonishing.

This unparalleled technique was truly terrifying. From his jade-like fingers, divine radiance erupted, transforming into a sky-obscuring dragon-shear that could cut through almost anything.

Ye Fan countered with the Mountain-Holding Seal, which transformed into a mighty peak, suppressing the center of the sky. It endured continuous assaults, and horrifying ravines appeared on the mountain body standing in the void, all of them carved out by force.

"Boom!" The mountain swelled dramatically, growing in size and towering into the sky. It glowed with dark light, and silver waterfalls cascaded from it. Ye Fan assumed a moon-embracing stance, striking upwards towards the dragon-shear.

"Bang!" The silver-shears, formed by several true dragons, vibrated violently, nearly shattering. But with a flash of light, they re-converged, emitting an even sharper divine brilliance and surging with murderous intent as they descended to cut.

"Clang, clang, clang!" It was as if ten thousand swords were chiming in unison, echoing through the sky. The Sky-Cutting Finger revealed its terrifying edge, demonstrating an irresistible power that could cut down all creation.

The sky itself trembled, rumbling faintly as silver light suddenly erupted and scattered. The dragon-shear was indestructible, carving deep trenches into the mountain's surface, causing a chilling dread.

Yet, the mighty peak remained unyielding, growing ever more solid, like an immortal demonic mountain. The force it emitted became even more potent, nearly shattering the dragon-shear several times.

The Mountain-Holding Seal clashed with the Sky-Cutting Finger! One was an ancient seal technique empowered by the Saint Battle Art, while the other was a supreme secret art recorded in the Void Ancient Scripture. They were truly spear against shield.

Ji Yunfeng was quite astonished. How could an unparalleled technique left by an ancient Great Emperor fail to suppress the Mountain-Holding Seal? Although this ancient seal technique was a unique skill of the Northern Region, how could it possibly compare to the Sky-Cutting Finger?

The scriptures left by a Great Emperor represented the ultimate realm. Their inherited secret arts were considered supreme, the strongest techniques in their respective domains, impossible to surpass. Yet, this person before him had actually resisted with the Mountain-Holding Seal, doing so with ease and showing no signs of being at a disadvantage. This truly defied common sense.

Ji Yunfeng flicked his fingers, and divine radiance shot forth like five true dragons soaring across the sky, charging towards the mountain in the air.

The Sky-Cutting Finger was unfathomably profound. Upon reaching its ultimate realm, it could stir the Great Dao of heaven and earth, drawing forth the eternal and unchanging Dao power from the void.

Although Ji Yunfeng could not possibly reach such a state, he was indeed extraordinary. He continuously flicked his fingers, unleashing the "Five Dragons Locking the Sky," which instantly coiled around the mighty peak.

This scene was astonishing. The colossal bodies of the five true dragons coiled around the mountain, their scaled bodies shimmering as they directly squeezed into the mountain, seemingly intending to crush the mighty peak.

The Sky-Cutting Finger stirred heaven and earth, drawing forth power existing within the void. Its might surged, causing the great mountain formed by the Mountain-Holding Seal to continuously tremble, on the verge of collapse.

The secret arts recorded in the Void Ancient Scripture could unleash ultimate immortal might. Even if only a trace of it could be displayed at present, it remained unfathomable.

Ye Fan immediately felt an immense increase in pressure. His expression solemn, he activated the Saint Battle Art, pushing the Mountain-Holding Seal to its utmost limits as well.

"Boom!" The mountain continued to expand. Its formidable oppressive aura made the spectators below tremble with fear, nearly collapsing to the ground.

"Bang!" One true dragon finally could no longer endure the pressure. Its body, coiled around the mountain, was stretched to the breaking point. With a flash of light, it disintegrated.

"Boom!" The mountain shook, radiating astonishing pressure. It continued to swell, becoming ever more majestic.

"No, this isn't merely the Mountain-Holding Seal. It only has its form, but its origin is something else entirely. What kind of secret art is this? How can it contend with the Sky-Cutting Finger?" Ji Yunfeng's mind was filled with bewilderment and questions.

Yet, there was no time for further thought. The Mountain-Holding Seal shook violently, its power intensifying. It shattered the remaining four true dragons as well, destroying them against the mountain body, and terrifying energy spilled forth.

"Suppress!" Ye Fan roared. The Mountain-Holding Seal descended like the heavens, unmatched in its power, shaking souls to their core.

"Sky-Cutting Finger!" Ji Yunfeng roared, unleashing this unparalleled technique once more. He struck towards the sky, trying to block the Mountain-Holding Seal.

"Boom!" In this collision, Ji Yunfeng was sent flying backward. Even though he had immediately retreated upon impact, he still suffered a considerable shock, his face turning ashen.

"Why is this happening? The Sky-Cutting Finger can stir the Great Dao, unmatched in the world. What secret art is he truly employing that can contend with a sacred technique left by a Great Emperor?"

"Buzz!" The sky trembled. Ye Fan, in his moon-embracing stance, brought the Mountain-Holding Seal down again. It was a dense, dark mass, a towering peak that unsettled hearts. Its imposing might was terrifying and peerless.

"Bang!" Ji Yunfeng unleashed the Sky-Cutting Finger with the utmost power he could currently muster, but the outcome remained unchanged. He was sent flying back, his body trembling violently and his face pale.

A chill swept through Ji Yunfeng's heart. He was on the verge of entering the Fourth Realm of the Dao Palace, yet his opponent was only in the Second Realm. What did this signify?

The power gap between different realms was enormous. It was like climbing a heavenly ladder: one step up meant becoming an "immortal," while one step back meant remaining a "mortal." Those in a higher realm possessed absolute suppression over those below them. Yet, his opponent was "defying the heavens and slaying an immortal!"

He was an extremely proud man, yet at this moment, he found himself doubting his own abilities. As a disciple of an Ancient Desolate Family, his combat power far surpassed that of cultivators at the same level. To be "defying the heavens and slaying an immortal" by someone else was truly shocking to him.

What terrified Ji Yunfeng even more was that his opponent's divine power seemed inexhaustible and was continuously increasing; the Mountain-Holding Seal's might was even greater than before. He dared not confront it head-on.

"How can this be? His strength is too immense. Even a cultivator in the Four Extremities Realm would probably not be able to withstand such a blow and would die with regret."

Ji Yunfeng's face changed; he had lost confidence, feeling it was impossible to defeat his opponent. Such a feeling of despair would naturally lead to catastrophic consequences.

"This isn't good!" On Broken Mountain, the other three Ji family members and the four disciples from Yaoguang Holy Land all changed color, recognizing the gravity of the situation.

"Yunfeng, retreat quickly! Come back, stop fighting!" At the same time, someone rushed forward, attempting to cut off Ye Fan and allow Ji Yunfeng to withdraw.

It was clear to everyone now that Ji Yunfeng was no match. He simply couldn't withstand Ye Fan's onslaught; continuing like this would undoubtedly lead to his death.

On Broken Mountain, many young cultivators from Qu Prefecture had gathered. Their minds were shaken; a disciple from an Ancient Desolate Family was actually unable to contend with an unknown cultivator. This was truly astonishing.

Who exactly was this person? Everyone was speculating. To dare to challenge a disciple of an Ancient Desolate Family, they likely possessed a corresponding status.

Ji Yunfeng indeed wanted to retreat; he did not wish to die. Yet, he realized with horror that he was stuck to the Mountain-Holding Seal, as a demonic power emanated from the mountain, almost gluing him to that section of the void. He simply couldn't escape.

Those behind him grew frantic. Another disciple from the Ji family rushed over, intervening to stop the fight. His divine power surged as he attempted to tear open the confinement of the area.

"Boom!" It was terrifying; as soon as he arrived, he unleashed the Void Hand Seal. Its power was astonishing, causing the very sky to tremble.

The Void Hand Seal stood alongside the Sky-Cutting Finger as unparalleled secret arts from the Ji family's ancient scriptures, possessing incredible power.

When the Sky-Cutting Finger was unleashed, brilliant silver light and sacred radiance soared into the sky. In stark contrast, the Void Hand was as dark as ink, utterly black.

At this moment, the colossal black hand seal obscured the sky and covered the high heavens, almost eclipsing the sun. It shook the mountain in the sky.

This was the Void Hand Seal, drawing upon the eternal and indestructible power of the Great Dao from the void. Its immortal might was unfathomable; ordinary opponents would be utterly incapable of resisting it, instantly pulverized into dust.

Ye Fan had not only witnessed the power of this technique but had also learned incomplete forms of this mighty hand seal. He deeply understood its terror, yet now, he felt no fear.

Even if he faced a disciple trained by an Ancient Desolate Family, whose cultivation was somewhat higher than his, he remained full of confidence. Having learned the Saint Attack Art among the Nine Secrets, he knew he could contend.

"Buzz!" The essence qi in this part of the sky seemed to be instantly drained. The entire world grew somewhat dim. The power of Ye Fan's Mountain-Holding Seal increased once more.

Ji Yunfeng could not escape; he was firmly trapped here. Simultaneously, the Mountain-Holding Seal descended like the heavens, crashing towards the Void Hand Seal.

"Boom!" Heaven and earth trembled. The aftershocks surged downwards, causing Broken Mountain to sway. Many people lost their footing, almost falling to the ground.

This was a terrifying energy, like an ocean. The Void Hand Seal clashed with the Mountain-Holding Seal, and neither gained the upper hand.

"This is..." The Ji family disciple who had rushed over frowned deeply.

Below, the cultivators from Qu Prefecture were even more astonished. This mysterious figure was too powerful; his aura didn't diminish but instead continuously rose, and his divine power became increasingly terrifying.

He had first broken the Sky-Cutting Finger, then countered the Void Hand Seal, neutralizing both world-shaking unparalleled techniques. Such methods were truly chilling.

"Sky-Cutting Finger!" Ji Yunfeng roared, and divine radiance, thick as a mountain peak, surged outward to attack.

"Void Hand Seal!" The Ji family disciple who had come to assist also roared. A massive black hand stretched across the sky, incomparably vast, blocking the sun and pressing downwards.

Both of these supreme secret arts originated from the Void Ancient Scripture and shared a single source. When combined, they possessed incredible power and were exceedingly terrifying.

However, Ye Fan's performance was even more astonishing.

"Boom!" The sky trembled. After Ye Fan hurled one mountain, he began forming seals again, and another mountain materialized, which he then threw.

The Mountain-Holding Seal! Its might was earth-shattering. The mountains pressed down, embodying immense divine power that was impossible to resist. The essence qi of heaven and earth was nearly drained, leaving the area in darkness.

Everyone was stunned. The hurling of two great mountains was not the end; it was merely the beginning. Ye Fan, with his hands in the moon-embracing gesture, continuously formed seals.

"Rumble!" Earth-shattering tremors shook the ten directions. He continuously hurled nine mountains, forming seals nine times, completely draining the essence qi from all directions and plunging the area into darkness.

This was utterly terrifying. His immense power shook the heavens, almost tearing the sky apart. To continuously hurl nine great mountains was a display of unimaginable might.

Below, the spectators stood like clay and wooden figures, dumbfounded. Such majestic divine power seemed inexhaustible, shaking the hearts of all who witnessed it.

The nine mountains were all hurled towards the Ji family disciple who had come to provide aid. His heart turned cold; was this even human? A feeling of horror gripped him.

He unleashed the Void Hand Seal, and a pitch-black colossal hand obscured the sky. At the same time, he decisively retreated. With nine mountains pressing down consecutively, he knew he certainly couldn't block them. If he took them head-on, he would most likely be crushed into a pulp. He could only evade.

Having obstructed that disciple, Ye Fan remained unhurried. Embracing the tenth mountain, he descended from the sky, directly suppressing Ji Yunfeng.

"Stop!" From behind, the other two Ji family disciples roared. But it was already too late. They hadn't expected Ye Fan to be so formidable, throwing nine great mountains and changing everything in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!" Like a surging flood, like an ocean sweeping across the sky, deafening.

The Mountain-Holding Seal!

Ye Fan directly pressed down. His strength could uproot mountains and overshadow the world, like an immortal king descending upon the mortal realm. He was unstoppable.

All color drained from Ji Yunfeng's face. His opponent's divine power was immense, crushing him and making it hard to breathe. He barely managed to unleash the Sky-Cutting Finger, but it changed nothing.

"Boom!" Heaven and earth shook. Ye Fan suppressed him, vibrating Ji Yunfeng to death! His physical body was no longer recognizable, tattered and broken, and then turned to dust in the terrifying aftershocks.