Chapter 258: Dragon Fighting Diagram

The Great Desolate Halberd, pitch-black and eerily cold, was as heavy as a mountain. Even cultivators in the Four Extremities Secret Realm found it difficult to wield. Now, it plummeted from the sky and lodged itself in a sheer cliff, sending dust billowing upwards.

"Crack!"

Everyone watched, wide-eyed, as the jet-black Great Desolate Halberd shattered the stone cliff. Dust clouds erupted, and massive boulders tumbled down with a thunderous roar.

"The legends are true," someone exclaimed. "Even Four Extremities Realm cultivators might not be able to wield it. I never imagined it was truly this heavy."

"It knocked off a section of the cliff over ten meters high! Just how heavy is the Great Desolate Halberd?!"

Everyone was astonished. It wasn't a cultivator splitting the cliff; the Great Desolate Halberd had simply fallen and collapsed it.

It wasn't a colossal object, but merely a weapon held in hand. Everyone was forced to marvel at the formidable power of the Golden-winged Roc clan, able to wield such an incredibly heavy object in combat.

The Golden-winged Young Roc King's true form, dozens of meters long, shimmered with brilliant gold. Its powerful wings beat against the sky, generating gales that shook the heavens and earth.

At this moment, Ye Fan landed on its back and launched a fierce attack, causing the massive golden bird's body to shake violently.

"Boom!"

The nine-meter tall great cauldron pressed down, scattering golden bird feathers everywhere. Even the Golden-winged Young Roc King, mighty in its true form, couldn't withstand the assault and shrieked through the air.

Its entire body gleamed with golden light, releasing tens of thousands of sword qi, aiming to strike Ye Fan down. However, the roc was now exhausted, and Ye Fan was simultaneously protected by his cauldron and the green lotus, making him impossible to harm.

"I refuse to believe I can't shatter your physical body!"

Ye Fan didn't activate his divine consciousness; he simply battered the roc with his great cauldron, causing its true form to shriek in pain. Dislodged feathers, like streaks of golden light, scattered chaotically.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan, wielding the great cauldron, repeatedly struck the roc's true form on its back, focusing his assault on the same spot. A bone-cracking sound rang out.

The Golden-winged Young Roc King vomited blood, two bones in its back having been fractured.

"I'll kill you!" he roared, endless killing intent blazing in his eyes.

In a dazzling flash of golden light, he transformed into his human form, struggling fiercely to break free from the entanglement.

"Thud!"

Ye Fan remained stuck on his back. He raised the cauldron and brought it down hard on the Roc King's head.

Even the formidable Golden-winged Young Roc King was dazed, feeling the world spin and his ears ringing.

"Thud!"

Ye Fan had no intention of letting him recover. Another swing of the cauldron left the Golden-winged Young Roc King completely disoriented, rolling through the sky as if drunk.

Nevertheless, he was, after all, a formidable young master of his generation, invincible among his peers since his debut and never having known defeat. His combat prowess was astonishing.

"Aaaargh!"

He let out a loud cry, his golden hair swirling as he tried to shake off Ye Fan. Sword qi surged skyward as he resisted fiercely.

"Thud! Thud!"

Ye Fan landed a series of punches on his head, neck, and back. The Golden-winged Young Roc King vomited blood and tumbled repeatedly.

In the distance, everyone watched, utterly speechless. The once-arrogant Golden-winged Young Roc King was being ridden and beaten. Such a sight was almost unimaginable, yet it was happening before their very eyes.

"Thud! Thud!"

Ye Fan remained mounted on the Golden-winged Young Roc King, raining down punches that left him disheveled, bruised, swollen, and splattered with blood.

The onlookers were stunned. The dignified Golden-winged Young Roc King had actually been mercilessly beaten and brought to such a state.

"Enough! The battle should end now!" a demon cultivator in the distance stated gravely.

"Your Highness, please make him stop," another follower added. They were all demon cultivators who served the Golden-winged Young Roc King.

"Yes, let the battle conclude now!" Even the demon cultivators accompanying Qing Yi voiced the same sentiment.

Yan Ruyu nodded. There was no need to continue; the victor was already clear. The Golden-winged Young Roc King was a descendant of the Roc King, and if he were to truly fall here, the consequences would be dire.

"Who says I've lost? It's not over yet!" the Golden-winged Young Roc King roared furiously, golden light erupting from his entire body. With a violent shake, he flung Ye Fan away.

"This is... the Heavenly Roc Dragon Grappling Art!" someone exclaimed in shock.

"Isn't this sacred combat art only supposed to be usable by those in the Four Extremities Realm or higher?"

"Damn, that crazy bird-man isn't unsealing himself, is he? Trying to shamelessly kill Ye Fan?!" Tu Fei was greatly alarmed.

"The Dragon Grappling Art... seen it again! How infuriating!" the big black dog grumbled, as if recalling something from the past.

When the Heavenly Roc Dragon Grappling Art manifests as an image, it is also known as the Dragon Grappling Diagram!

"Boom!"

Golden divine flames blazed around the Golden-winged Young Roc King, and astonishingly, the Dragon Grappling Diagram appeared behind him!

A golden divine bird—a Roc—was clearly manifested, entangled with a true dragon. It emanated an unparalleled aura of might, stirring the souls of all who witnessed it and sending shivers down the spines of the onlookers in the distance.

"Your Highness, quickly stop him! That mad bird-man has broken his seal; he's not keeping his promise!" Tu Fei shouted.

Yan Ruyu shook her head. "His seal cannot be broken for at least another hour," she said.

Qing Yi nodded. "The Golden-winged Young Roc King hasn't broken his seal," he explained. "He's activated the Heavenly Roc Dragon Grappling Art through a secret technique!"

"This supreme secret technique is terrifying," the big black dog murmured to himself. "It's a top secret of the Roc clan, capable of being both a great killing art and a manifested phenomenon."

The Golden-winged Young Roc King stood like a radiant deity, the Dragon Grappling Diagram shimmering behind him. A terrifying pressure, like an immense ocean, surged towards Ye Fan.

"To think that I, the Golden-winged Heavenly Roc, have never known defeat since my debut, yet you have brought me to such a sorry state!" he snarled, his expression icy, his hair matted with blood, and his eyes terrifying. "Even if you are the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, I will kill you today!"

The Golden-winged Young Roc King's body was entirely golden, and his fiery aura intensified. His pupils had turned a brilliant gold as he unleashed a killing punch.

The Roc's shriek shook the heavens!

Behind him, the golden Roc, astonishingly lifelike, flew out and transformed into a bolt of lightning, lunging at Ye Fan. Trailing closely behind the divine Roc was a true dragon!

A terrifying aura and supreme pressure made everyone tremble uncontrollably, instinctively wanting to kneel.

"Damn, it really is the Heavenly Roc Dragon Grappling Diagram!" the big black dog gritted out.

"Boom!"

Beside Ye Fan, the green lotus appeared, shimmering and forming a protective barrier of light around him.

The golden Heavenly Roc, with its claws spread and golden wings slashing, and the true dragon, coiling its body, both sought to shred Ye Fan.

However, something astonishing occurred: the Heavenly Roc and the true dragon inexplicably vanished when they were just one meter from Ye Fan.

The Golden-winged Young Roc King's body shuddered violently, and the Dragon Grappling Diagram reappeared behind him, with the Roc and true dragon facing each other, lifelike and radiating intimidating power.

"What just happened? What was that?"

"Why did the Dragon Grappling Diagram fly out, then suddenly vanish and reappear behind the Golden-winged Young Roc King?"

"The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body can counter phenomena, and since the Dragon Grappling Diagram can also be called a phenomenon, it was suppressed!"

"How is this possible? In ancient times, the Dragon Grappling Diagram was invincible; it was incredibly difficult to suppress..."

Everyone was stunned. This was a confrontation between the ultimate physiques of two major races.

Ye Fan remained calm. "Your phenomenon is ineffective against me!" he stated.

"The Dragon Grappling Diagram is both a phenomenon and a great killing art!" the Golden-winged Young Roc King gnashed his teeth, channeling his divine power. The diagram became even more intimidating, the Heavenly Roc and true dragon seeming to truly descend into the world.

Then, the Heavenly Roc merged into his right hand, and the true dragon into his left. Faintly, a roc and a dragon could be seen coiling around his respective hands.

"When the phenomenon conceals itself, it becomes the supreme Heavenly Roc Dragon Grappling Art!" the Golden-winged Young Roc King roared, charging forward bare-handed.

"Boom!"

On the Golden-winged Young Roc King's hands, the Heavenly Roc and true dragon flickered, seeming capable of shattering mountains as they struck towards Ye Fan. The aura of the divine Roc and true dragon stunned all who felt it.

"Crack!"

Below, a mountain range took the impact; all the vegetation on it turned to dust, shattered rocks flew through the air, and the peak nearly collapsed.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan countered with the Dou Zhan Sacred Method, his golden fist striking the intertwined roc and dragon. A colossal wave of energy erupted between them, instantly sending both combatants flying.

In the distance, everyone's hearts pounded. If such a supreme secret technique had struck them, they would surely have been reduced to ashes!

"Whoosh!"

Ye Fan flew back, his expression calm. He unleashed a golden palm strike, hitting forward.

"Slap!"

The Golden-winged Young Roc King was instantly sent flying, unable to execute the supreme Heavenly Roc Dragon Grappling Art.

"What's happening? That bird-man's terrifying aura just now made my heart pound, why did it suddenly vanish?" Tu Fei wondered, his mind filled with doubt.

"Ah, I understand now," Qing Yi said. "The supreme Heavenly Roc Dragon Grappling Art can only be fully unleashed in the Four Extremities Secret Realm. It's already impressive that he managed even one strike."

"His single strike couldn't harm the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body," Yan Ruyu nodded. "He can't unleash a second one; his divine power is depleted."

"If he were in the Four Extremities Secret Realm and unleashed the supreme Heavenly Roc Dragon Grappling Art, how terrifying would that sight be?" Tu Fei wondered, shaken.

Ye Fan charged forward, his golden fist striking the Golden-winged Young Roc King's face, sending him reeling backward, body arching, as he continuously coughed blood.

In an instant, Ye Fan caught up, delivering a barrage of heavy blows to the Golden-winged Young Roc King's body.

"I want to see how many punches it takes to break your bones!"

Ye Fan swung his golden fist, striking the same spot. After nine consecutive blows, a sharp "crack" echoed as the Golden-winged Young Roc King's breastbone finally snapped.

He didn't stop, continuing to land heavy blows on other parts of the body. He soon discovered that striking a single spot seven to nine times consecutively would break a Roc's bone.

"So that's how it works!"

Ye Fan was greatly surprised. He had discovered a fact: in addition to his immensely powerful physique, the Golden-winged Young Roc King also possessed the Heavenly Roc Resurrection Art.

It was precisely this innate divine ability that granted the Golden-winged Young Roc King such incredibly powerful resilience.

The Golden-winged Young Roc King roared, his killing intent undiminished. Even in this state, he continued to retaliate.

"Thud!"

Ye Fan slammed his cauldron onto the Roc King's head, this time definitively knocking him unconscious.

At this point, though the Golden-winged Young Roc King was unwilling to concede, he had no options left. His divine power was depleted, and he had fallen unconscious.

"Snap!"

Ye Fan continued to land heavy blows, exploring the mysteries of the Roc clan's physique. In that brief moment, he delivered over a hundred punches, pinpointing the most resilient and most vulnerable spots.

"Crack! Crack!"

All of this happened in an instant; the sounds of cracking bones merged into a continuous cascade. By the time others tried to intervene, it was already too late.

"Stop him at once!" a demon shouted, realizing the Golden-winged Young Roc King had the potential to become a Great Emperor. If he were crippled by the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, it would be an immeasurable loss.

"The battle is over; stop now," even Qing Yi urged, wishing to avoid further turmoil.

"Thud! Thud!"

Ye Fan delivered over three hundred punches. More than forty of the Golden-winged Young Roc King's bones were fractured, and even his jaw was broken.

He knew he couldn't kill the Golden-winged Young Roc King; otherwise, it would trigger a colossal catastrophe, and the demon race would never let it rest.

Thus, he didn't deliver a killing blow, acting with precise restraint, solely to understand the intricacies of the Roc's bones.

By the time the onlookers rushed forward, the Golden-winged Young Roc King's fiftieth bone had been fractured, his powerful body nearly shattered.

"Why didn't you stop just now?!" a demon cultivator demanded angrily.

"Are you alright, Young Roc King?" someone asked, shaking his body.

"It's alright, his life is not in danger," Yan Ruyu stated, her white robes fluttering, as serene as a moon palace immortal. Her gaze swept over the crowd, calming their agitated emotions.

"The Golden-winged Young Roc King was actually defeated..."

"The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body is truly formidable," many people present said, shaking their heads. "What a pity he can only progress to the Dao Palace Secret Realm and can never regain his former glory."

Everyone looked at Ye Fan with a strange expression. It was well-known that there had long been rumors of the Golden-winged Young Roc King's potential to become a Demon Emperor.

Yet this very young king of the demon race had been utterly defeated in the same cultivation realm by someone widely rumored to possess a "crippled body," his physical form nearly shattered.

If Ye Fan were able to advance to the Four Extremities Secret Realm, it would be tantamount to him defeating the Golden-winged Young Roc King in a battle for imperial qualification.

"It's a shame he can never reach the Four Extremities Secret Realm in his lifetime!" someone lamented.

"Although the Golden-winged Young Roc King was defeated by the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body in the same realm, his path to becoming an Emperor remains unobstructed. Perhaps this battle will even prove beneficial to him."

"While the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body has lived up to its legends and continued its undefeated myth, it has regrettably reached its limit, with no further path ahead."