Chapter 421: Pluto Withdraws

**Chapter 425: The Nether King Retreats**

At this moment, the boat owner was terrified. He ordered his crew to accelerate, feeling a chill run through him as he faced the young king from the Central Plains. He certainly didn't want the king to cleave his entire ship into splinters with a single sword stroke.

All the cultivators were unnerved; no one dared to speak further. Even powerful figures like Xu Yueming had been instantly cleaved in half, his blood splattering onto the deck, a truly shocking sight.

Ye Fan stood calmly on the large ship, showing no reaction. He didn't want to provoke trouble, but his mind was already turning.

If the two young kings from the Central Plains fought to a mutual defeat, he wouldn't mind "borrowing" the Sky-Covering Treasure Robe and eliminating the formidable Wang Chongxiao in the process.

"Wang Chongxiao, you've gone too far," Ye Huiling said softly, though with a hint of coldness.

"My affairs are none of your concern. Tonight, you and I will have a life-and-death battle!" Wang Chongxiao stood unmoving, his voice cold. He held a black war-halberd, its blade faintly glowing with blood-red light, radiating overwhelming killing intent.

Ye Huiling was ethereal and transcendent, her dark hair fluttering. Her skin was like congealed cream, her eyes like black jewels, her nose delicately sculpted, and her teeth like jade. Holding a jade flute to her lips, she played it lightly.

Under the bright moonlight, she resembled an ethereal immortal, graceful and otherworldly. The lingering flute melody purified the soul, like a sweet spring flowing in the desert or a tender bud sprouting in the depths of winter, bringing endless hope and beauty.

"Hmph!"

Wang Chongxiao let out a cold snort, gently shaking the war-halberd in his hand. Killing intent spread like a harsh winter, making the entire world bone-chillingly cold. At the same time, it felt as if millions of living beings were struggling, their blood forming a vast sea.

This was undoubtedly a peerless weapon of destruction. Its terrifying murderous intent and chilling aura were usually contained within the halberd, but now, as they were unleashed, they sent shivers down everyone's spines.

If the beautiful flute melody represented life, then his aura represented death. They were stark opposites; wherever the war-halberd moved, vegetation withered.

Wang Chongxiao stared at the large ship in the river and sneered, "I already said no one is allowed to turn back and watch the battle. Didn't you hear me?"

He transformed into a streak of black light and swooped down. The atmosphere on the ship became incredibly tense, with everyone fearing for their lives, dreading the ruthless strike of this dominant young king.

At the same moment, Ye Huiling floated over, arriving before him despite starting later. She stood in front of him and said, "There's no need to involve innocent bystanders."

Wang Chongxiao stopped, hovering in the night sky, and looked down at Ye Fan with an indifferent expression. "I've said it repeatedly, yet you disregard it, still gazing at the sky. Are you provoking me? I already sensed there was something special about you."

"I don't want to get involved in your fight. But if you insist on forcing my hand, then I have no choice." Although Ye Fan didn't want trouble, he would never humble himself or passively obey.

"Quite the arrogant tone. Do you think you're qualified to get involved?" Wang Chongxiao stared at him.

Ye Fan said nothing more, slowly turned, and walked away into the distance, ignoring him.

An invisible killing intent surged towards them, making everyone on the ship feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. Yet, Ye Fan continued to walk, completely unaffected, his steps rhythmic.

"Whoosh!"

A streak of black light shot towards Ye Fan's back. It was a sharp edge unleashed from the war-halberd, carrying a scent of blood, as if it had drunk the blood of countless beings.

"Bang!"

Without turning his head, Ye Fan flicked his finger, sending out a golden ray that shattered the black light, dissolving the killing intent into nothingness.

"I underestimated you; I didn't expect you to have some skill," Wang Chongxiao said, surprised.

Everyone else on the large ship was also astonished, never imagining that this young man could block an attack from the young king of the Central Plains.

Ye Fan turned around and said, "You should go battle the Divine King Physique and the Celestial Demon Physique. I don't want to fight you without reason."

"As I've traveled, the cultivators of the Eastern Wasteland have proven to be vulnerable. Are you afraid?" Wang Chongxiao sneered.

"Clang!"

A streak of black light surged from his body, emitting a metallic ringing sound, like a black spear, and thrust towards Ye Fan.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Fan swept his sleeve, lightly brushing away the black spearhead, which dissipated into a faint black mist.

By now, everyone could see that this young man was extraordinary, a top-tier master. Even Ye Huiling had stepped back, no longer interfering.

"Are you the Saint Son of Yaoguang?" Wang Chongxiao asked, his expression changing. He sensed this was a formidable opponent.

"No," Ye Fan replied calmly.

"If you're not the Ji Family's Divine King Physique, nor the Celestial Demon Physique, nor the Saint Son of Yaoguang, then who else could you be?" Wang Chongxiao asked, full of self-confidence.

"Clang!"

A black wall appeared behind him, exuding a divine aura. It was adorned with countless weapons and magical artifacts, appearing hazy and mysterious.

Dark light shimmered on Wang Chongxiao's iron armor. Without turning around, he slowly drew a purple long saber from the wall and then chopped it down vertically!

This was an unparalleled strike. The saber's glow pierced the clouds, and a massive bolt of purple lightning slashed down from the sky, filled with boundless killing intent. It could easily cleave even cultivators at the Great Perfection of the Four Extremities realm.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Fan stood unmoving like a mountain, but from within his body, a green lotus surged forth, wreathed in threads of chaotic mist. It blocked the attack, instantly freezing the purple long saber.

"Chaos Green Lotus!" someone exclaimed, everyone's eyes widening in disbelief.

"It's you!" Wang Chongxiao exclaimed in surprise, realizing something. He withdrew the divine wall and quickly retreated a distance.

"Yes, it's me," Ye Fan said, stepping slowly into the night sky. Facing the young king of the Central Plains generation, his expression was calm, composed, and tranquil.

However, everyone felt an immense pressure. Golden vital energy surged skyward, like an eternal immortal furnace burning, making it impossible to approach and causing waves of suffocation.

"He's the Sacred Body, Ye Fan! I never imagined he'd come here."

"He's about to face off against the young king of the Central Plains generation!"

Everyone on the large ship gasped in surprise. Ye Fan had just left the Divine City and was already confronting a king from the Central Plains. This was no small stir; recently, he had truly become a focal point of events.

Ye Fan didn't wish for this, but his opponent was a powerful adversary. As long as they clashed, he couldn't possibly conceal his aura, so there was nothing to hide.

"I heard you don't have much life left and are about to die," Wang Chongxiao said with an indifferent expression. He dared not get too close; the Sacred Body's physical prowess was unmatched, and even someone as arrogant as him wouldn't risk close combat.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Don't you want to fight me? Why are you standing so far away?"

Everyone was speechless. Who would dare to stand close to him? His physical body was like divine iron, indestructible; only by unleashing immense magical power could one fight him. "In this era where various kings rise, the Sacred Body is nothing special, not even the most dazzling. I will break you!" Wang Chongxiao roared.

Behind him, the black divine wall reappeared, now featuring a gateway that rumbled open, creating a gap. Immediately, overwhelming killing intent surged out.

It seemed connected to the Nine Netherworld, holding a peerless fiend that could burst forth at any moment. The boundless killing intent, like a vast sea, made the entire sky tremble.

"Nether King's Wall!" Ye Huiling murmured.

"What? This is the Nether King's Wall? So he has the Nether King Physique! He truly is a king of the Central Plains!"

Everyone on the large ship gasped, recalling many legends.

"The Nether King's Wall, containing an endless supply of divine weapons that never deplete, can pierce through any foe in the world, indestructible!"

"Behind the divine wall lies the Nether King's Pure Land; opening it grants supreme power, ensuring victory in every battle and invincibility!"

"He's already opened a crack in that door, showing how terrifying it is!"

This wasn't an illusion, but an innate divine art, terrifying to the extreme. Few in the world could rival it; once unleashed, it allowed one to look down on peers and stand at the absolute peak.

Legend says that a deity sleeps in the deepest part of the Nether King's Pure Land, accessible only to those who surpass the Great Accomplishment Nether King realm. Its truth is hard for mortals to discern.

Others claim it's not a deity but one's own dormant potential, or a divine entity nurtured within the human body. Reaching that realm grants one the characteristics of a deity.

"Divine Wall Eternal!" Wang Chongxiao roared.

Behind him, the black wall radiated endless divine light. Countless divine weapons and magical artifacts vibrated, then clanged incessantly as they automatically drew themselves out.

Purple war spears, crimson longswords, golden great seals, dark halberds... divine weapons stood like a forest before him, their killing aura surging to the sky, striking fear into everyone's hearts.

With so many divine weapons drawn simultaneously from the Nether King's Wall, it was hard to imagine their terrifying power, especially since people had personally witnessed one crimson sword slay Xu Yueming, a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Four Extremities realm.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled as endless divine weapons and magical artifacts surged forth, forming a vast ocean of dazzling light that overshadowed the stars and moon. They all charged towards Ye Fan simultaneously.

This was a decisive strike!

Wang Chongxiao wanted to succeed with a single blow, using his most powerful force to destroy the Sacred Body!

The Nether King's Divine Wall, filled with endless divine weapons, was truly the most terrifying divine wall in the world. Throughout its long history, countless kings had met their bitter end beneath it.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Fan remained still as a small world materialized around him, featuring magnificent mountains and rivers, picturesque scenery. He stood upon a solitary cliff, allowing the endless divine weapons to crisscross, yet they couldn't cut a single thread from him.

As soon as the "Splendid Rivers and Mountains" phenomenon appeared, it blocked all the endless divine weapons!

"Buzz!"

At the same time, Ye Fan moved, unleashing the "Immortal King Descending to Nine Heavens" phenomenon. Merging with it, he was like an Immortal King reborn, charging directly towards Wang Chongxiao to slay him.

"Boom!"

Heaven and earth erupted in turmoil. Golden vital energy engulfed the sky, and Ye Fan's combat power surged like raging rivers and seas, terrifying to behold. He seemed poised to pierce the Grand Dao and shatter the cosmos. With every movement, he effortlessly swept aside countless divine weapons, smashing them to pieces.

He appeared to transform into a deity, breaking through all obstructions. Raising his hand, he unleashed the Yin-Yang Life-and-Death Diagram, striking forward.

"Bang!"

Wang Chongxiao's divine wall shook as if about to collapse. He swiftly flew backward, a look of shock on his face. The opponent's combat power was far too immense, exceeding his expectations.

"You..." He only stopped once he had retreated a sufficient distance.

"The Sacred Body might be nothing special, but it's enough to fight you," Ye Fan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Wang Chongxiao's face immediately darkened. He had claimed that the Sacred Body was unremarkable and not worth mentioning, yet his opponent had responded with action.

All observers were shocked. Such power indeed gave him the right to look down on the younger generation. Although the Sacred Body didn't have much life left, it could certainly contend with the young kings of the Central Plains.

"This is merely a minor trick! Behold my true, supreme Nether King Divine Art!" Wang Chongxiao said in a low voice. His eyes suddenly became hollow, and the divine wall behind him rumbled and trembled as the door slowly opened, its gap widening.

Ye Fan's expression turned solemn. This was truly a peerless formidable enemy. He sensed a dangerous aura and knew he could not be careless.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan's body vibrated, his form turning golden, as if he had transformed into a golden war god. The entire world trembled in response as he pressed forward, seemingly striding step by step from an ancient era.