Chapter 451: Slaying the Saintess

## Chapter 455: Slaying the Saintess

"Ah..."

The three grand elders of the Yin-Yang Sect screamed outside the town. Their bodies were almost charred, yet they still struggled, not yet dead. As for the others, they had turned to ash the moment Ye Fan unleashed the great fire, leaving nothing behind but dust.

The heart-wrenching screams made many people in the distance turn pale. This colorful flame could even incinerate a supreme elder of a Holy Land, sending shivers down everyone's spine.

"Ah..." With their final struggles, the three grand elders finally became burnt husks. They fell to the ground with a thud, breaking into pieces, and then, with a violent flash of fire, turned to ashes. Even powerful cultivators at the eighth transformation of the Dragon Transformation realm could not withstand a single touch of the colorful flames, utterly perishing in body and spirit!

Many who had followed Ye Fan to this location were utterly shocked. Ye Fan had traveled thousands of miles with divine fire, seemingly to eliminate a formidable enemy. The fact that his physical body could withstand such intense heat was terrifying.

Ye Fan's physical body was strong enough that he could enter the seventh layer of the Fire Domain even without the Bodhi Seed, let alone with a sacred tree seed specifically designed to counter fire.

"You're so ruthless..." The Saintess of the Yin-Yang Sect was pale, utterly drained of color. She attempted to break through and escape.

"Thud!" Ye Fan swung his God-Beating Whip, collapsing the very void and forcing her back. He said, "Are we ruthless? You came to kill us, and now you blame us in return. Didn't you say you wanted to keep me as livestock and take my holy blood? Go ahead and strike now."

"Whoosh!" The Yin-Yang Saintess’s hand glowed with myriad lights, scattering a shower of colorful sand. It flowed like a river of stars, dreamy and resplendent with a myriad of colors.

"Quick, retreat! Don't touch that colorful sand!" the big black dog exclaimed in alarm.

Ye Fan lightly retreated, avoiding the vast river of stars. The colorful sand was incredibly heavy; each grain pierced through the void as it flowed forward, captivating yet deadly.

"This is star sand refined from the bone dust of ancient sages! Touch it and you die!" the Black Emperor explained with a grave expression.

Even after death, the physical forms of ancient sages would not decay. Only under special circumstances would they turn into bone dust and disperse into the heavens and earth. Even then, the remaining bone dust was incredibly terrifying, containing strange divine power and being as heavy as mountains.

If refined into a weapon, it would be unimaginably terrifying, capable of piercing through anything and almost unstoppable, possessing immense destructive power.

Ye Fan finally understood how precious the sage's corpse in the Azure Dragon King's treasury was; it was a priceless treasure, its value immeasurable.

"Clang!" Ye Fan drew out his Dragon-Pattern Black Gold Saint Spirit Sword. He did not believe that such bone dust could destroy a sacred artifact that an ancient emperor used to forge weapons. The sword light, like a rainbow, slashed forward.

"Boom!" The colorful river surged forward, suddenly becoming violent, roaring and rushing, emitting a trace of sage's might. It was as terrifying as a collapsing mountain, shaking one's very soul.

"Just how powerful are sages?" Ye Fan was astonished. Within him, his golden Sea of Suffering boiled, surging forth with a green lotus floating within.

"Boom!" The two forces collided violently. However, the golden Sea of Suffering ultimately blocked the colorful Heavenly River, preventing it from advancing further.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth. He once again wielded the God-Beating Whip and swung it forward. He believed that this wooden whip could also withstand such immense pressure without breaking. After all, it was just bone dust; if there was a problem, he could quickly retract the God-Beating Whip.

"Thud!" The God-Beating Whip, plain and unadorned, was exceptionally sturdy. It struck the river of stars, creating enormous ripples. Not far away, the Yin-Yang Saintess staggered, a trickle of blood seeping from her glabella, revealing a look of disbelief.

The sage's bone dust was as heavy as a mountain and indestructible. Neither the Dragon-Pattern Black Gold Saint Sword nor the God-Beating Whip could destroy it, but they had shaken the divine consciousness contained within.

"Seize it!" The moment the big black dog saw that the colorful river of stars could be shaken, its eyes lit up. It urged Ye Fan to act quickly, saying, "If sage's bone dust falls into the hands of a Saint Lord-level figure, its power would be boundless. Her using it is simply a waste."

Ye Fan held the Dragon-Pattern Black Gold Saint Sword in his left hand and the God-Beating Whip in his right, pushing forward with his golden Sea of Suffering protecting him.

"Rustle..." The colorful river of stars flowed, emitting strange sounds, piercing through the void, flickering on and off, surging outside the golden Sea of Suffering.

"Boom!" Ye Fan swung the God-Beating Whip, delivering hundreds of strikes in an instant, shattering this part of the void directly, turning it into a desolate ruin. Only the sage's bone dust continued to shine.

In the distance, streaks of blood again flowed from the Yin-Yang Saintess’s glabella. She was doing everything in her power to recall this treasure. She had acquired it by chance in a mountain peak and had not yet refined it.

Earlier, she had already heard the Black Emperor's words and finally learned what kind of divine object this was. Naturally, she did not want to lose it.

But how could Ye Fan give her a chance? His golden Sea of Suffering went into full rampage, instantly engulfing and immobilizing all the colorful star sand.

"Om!" A green lotus within the golden sea flashed, emitting misty tendrils. All the colorful star sand rose and gathered, adhering to the lotus body.

"You... return my divine artifact!" the Yin-Yang Saintess cried out in shock and fury.

"Thud!" Ye Fan swung the God-Beating Whip, striking with lethal intent. Having seized the ancient sage's bone dust, he no longer held back and fought with all his might.

"Whoosh!" The Yin-Yang Saintess, having sensed the abnormality of the wooden whip, kept her distance. She took out a mirror with a snow-white, jade-like front and an ink-black back, and with a sweep, shone it towards Ye Fan.

"The Yin-Yang Mirror!" The distant crowd exclaimed in surprise. This was a bizarre weapon, capable of killing invisibly. Although originating from Central Plains, it was also well-known in the Eastern Wasteland, with many imitations existing.

"Whoosh!" The pure white light from the front of the mirror shone forth. Ye Fan felt his spiritual sense about to be restrained, a mysterious force flowing that almost separated his soul from his body.

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly. A small golden lake at his glabella burst forth with divine light. A small golden sun appeared, taking the form of himself, sitting cross-legged in the void, and letting out a soft reprimand.

A shocking thunderclap echoed through the heavens and earth, causing this part of the void to tremble violently. Then, that strange power instantly vanished, and a white light flashed before the Yin-Yang Mirror.

"This is the Yin-Yang Mirror; it slays souls and is impossible to guard against!"

"This is merely an imitation. The true Yin-Yang Mirror was refined by an ancient sage. Its power is unimaginable; without an Emperor's Sacred Weapon, it could sweep across the world, killing anyone it shines upon, almost unstoppable."

Ye Fan pressed forward. The Yin-Yang Saintess flipped the Yin-Yang Mirror, revealing its black back, which transformed into a black hole and swallowed towards Ye Fan.

"Om!" Ye Fan opened his mouth and spat out the Vajra, which flew forth, its body glistening like lightning as it shot towards the mirror.

"Clang!" The two weapons collided, almost knocking the mirror away. The Yin-Yang Saintess reeled back. She quickly pointed at her glabella, and a crescent-shaped Yin diagram appeared.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Streaks of divine light shot out, striking towards Ye Fan. Although she was only at the Great Perfection of the Four Extremities realm, she could definitely kill many cultivators in the Dragon Transformation realm. Any Saint Child-level figure could defy the heavens and slay immortals.

At the same time, Ye Fan charged forward, wielding the Saint Sword and the God-Beating Whip, striking towards the Yin-Yang Saintess.

This was a fierce battle. The Yin-Yang Sect was a supreme sect in the Central Plains, and their Saintess naturally possessed extremely powerful abilities, surpassing many Saint Children of the Eastern Wasteland.

"What is that?" the crowd exclaimed in surprise.

Behind the Yin-Yang Saintess, a Yin-Yang diagram appeared, making her almost immune to all techniques. Ye Fan's various offensive methods were infinitely weakened.

"This is a powerful Qi aura left by a supreme sect leader, specifically for protecting outstanding successors."

"Exactly! It must be a powerful imprint left by the Yin-Yang Sect's supreme old sect leader. An ordinary person couldn't achieve Yin-Yang unification!"

Ye Fan felt constrained. The Yin-Yang diagram had a significant impact on him, nearly sucking him in several times, filling his heart with apprehension.

Because faintly, he saw an old man with white hair and beard sitting cross-legged within the Yin-Yang diagram, hazy and indistinct, radiating a terrifying aura.

"If I slay the Yin-Yang Saintess, will this terrifying imprint left by that old geezer revive and burst out?!" he mused to himself with a frown.

The Yin-Yang Saintess was anxious. She persisted, hoping for reinforcements, as a major event had occurred here and was bound to spread. However, Ye Fan's offensive grew even fiercer. The God-Beating Whip almost shattered the heavens and earth, giving her an endless sense of oppression.

If the Yin-Yang diagram hadn't appeared, she would have almost collapsed. Even with it, she felt uneasy, knowing her life would be at risk if this continued.

Everyone witnessed the might of the Saint Physique, all revealing expressions of surprise. At merely the second layer of the Four Extremities realm, suppressing the Saintess of the Central Plains was not particularly difficult for him.

"Clang!" Ye Fan finally launched his killing move. He decided not to delay further. His Saint Sword gleamed with dark light, clanging. He infused the Dou Zhan Sacred Technique into it, shattering the Yin-Yang Mirror with a single slash.

"Pfft!" A flash of blood appeared. The sword light left a long bloody gash on the Yin-Yang Saintess’s right arm, almost severing a section of her arm.

"Saintess, do not worry, we are here!" Several old men flew over.

At first, Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, but upon seeing that they were merely a few powerful cultivators at the second transformation of the Dragon Transformation realm, he immediately relaxed.

The Yin-Yang Saintess finally received reinforcements. She had held on for so long, barely escaping death. If no one else came, it would be difficult for her to survive.

"Whoosh!" She turned and fled, as light as a cloud, moving with extreme speed.

Naturally, Ye Fan would not let her go. Pang Bo and the big black dog also intercepted her, preventing her escape.

"Saintess, retreat quickly! We will stop this little brute!" Several cultivators from the Dragon Transformation realm rushed forward.

"Who do you think you are? All of you, go to hell!" Ye Fan unleashed his phenomena, dashing through and immobilizing all of them.

Pang Bo unleashed the Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes, cutting down these people as easily as slicing radishes.

"Today, you have no path to heaven and no door to earth! Didn't you say you wanted to keep me and exotic beasts as livestock? Today, I will surely slay you!" Ye Fan pursued relentlessly.

"We are here! Do not act so brazenly!" After pursuing for over a hundred miles, they encountered more people from the Yin-Yang Sect. Several old men with grim faces blocked their path.

"So what if you're in the Dragon Transformation realm?" Ye Fan didn't care at all, swinging his Saint Sword and slashing.

Pang Bo and the big black dog also charged forward. These people couldn't stop them; without cultivators above the fourth transformation of the Dragon Transformation realm, the problem simply couldn't be resolved.

After pursuing for over a thousand miles, the Yin-Yang Saintess was nearly struck by the God-Beating Whip, breaking her bones and tendons. She spat blood and shrieked, "If you kill me, our Sect Leader will surely destroy you! Not even a Divine King's imprint will save you!"

"I'll wait for your Sect Leader to come and kill me!"

Ye Fan swung his Saint Sword, its brilliant light tearing through the heavens and earth, almost slicing the Yin-Yang Saintess in half. If not for the Yin-Yang diagram rotating, he would have ended the battle already.

"Ah..." The Yin-Yang Saintess screamed. Another terrifying bloody gash appeared on her body, but she simply couldn't withstand Ye Fan's onslaught. She had fought for hundreds of rounds; being able to hold on until now was already her limit.

"Om!" The God-Beating Whip in Ye Fan's hand shattered the void with its strikes, finally sending the Yin-Yang Unification Dao Diagram flying. He then pressed forward with his Saint Sword.

"Junior, do you dare kill a disciple of my sect?" Within the Yin-Yang diagram not far away, an old man with white hair and beard sat cross-legged. His figure was blurry but still awe-inspiring.

"Sect Leader!" the Yin-Yang Saintess cried out.

"So what if I kill her?" Ye Fan said, unconcerned.

The old man with white hair and beard, sitting cross-legged within the Yin-Yang diagram, said nothing, but his eyes were incredibly cold. This was already a deterrence and a warning.

"You destroyed our sect's important grounds! If you kill me, there will be no place for you in this world!" the Yin-Yang Saintess warned.

"I'm the least afraid of threats. If your supreme sect leader has enough confidence, let him try to contend with the Peerless Divine King. Today, I will surely kill you!" Ye Fan swung his sword to strike.

The Yin-Yang Saintess resisted with all her might, and the Dao diagram flew back. However, Ye Fan didn't want any accidents. He simultaneously unleashed the Dou Zhan Sacred Technique and the All-Characters Secret, intending to end the battle with a single strike, fearing that someone else might come to her rescue.

"You..." The Yin-Yang Saintess retreated, still hoping to escape.

"I'll send you on your way!" The holy sword hummed softly, its sword light piercing the sky. With ten times his combat power, he slashed down, cleaving open the Dao diagram. The Yin-Yang Saintess screamed, but she couldn't block it at all and was instantly cleaved into two halves!

"Pfft!" Ye Fan swung his sword, shattering her divine consciousness as well, utterly obliterating her. The Yin-Yang Saintess perished, her blood staining the Eastern Wasteland, her life brought to an end.

"This..."

"The Yin-Yang Saintess has been killed! This is a monumental upheaval!"

All those who had pursued them here were stunned. Ye Fan had slain a Saintess from the Central Plains, a piece of news that would absolutely shake the Eastern Wasteland. She was the most outstanding female disciple of a supreme sect.

The last sword strike was incredibly powerful. No one thought much of it, assuming the Yin-Yang Saintess had simply exhausted her strength, unaware that it was Ye Fan's All-Characters Secret in full effect.

"Junior..." The voice of the blurry old man within the Yin-Yang diagram was incredibly cold.

"Charge! Kill him too!" Pang Bo was incredibly fierce, being the first to attack the diagram. The Black Emperor also pounced forward.

Ye Fan naturally knew that he couldn't let this wisp of imprint go, or there would be great trouble. This was the imprint of a supreme sect leader, and it had likely already discerned his All-Characters Secret.

In the distance, numerous cultivators were dumbfounded. These two men and one dog were truly formidable, not only killing the Yin-Yang Sect's Saintess but also seeking to erase the old sect leader's life imprint.

Ye Fan's phenomena, Pang Bo's Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes, and the big black dog's intricate array patterns struck almost simultaneously, ultimately shattering the Yin-Yang diagram and severing the old man's head.

"How brutal! A wisp of the Yin-Yang Sect Leader's imprint has been destroyed!" Everyone was dumbfounded.

On that very day, news spread like wildfire, circulating throughout the Southern Domain and sweeping across the Eastern Wasteland. A Saintess from the younger generation had finally fallen—this was the first instance!

The Yin-Yang Sect was struck with thunderous fury!

Everyone in the Eastern Wasteland was astonished. The Desolate Saint Physique was too insane, slaying the Saintess of a supreme sect from the Central Plains, shocking everyone.

However, at this moment, Ye Fan brought out thirty young geniuses. Many people from various sects were present and recognized the young children from their own factions.

The Yin-Yang Sect felt immense pressure. Many sects in the Eastern Wasteland were hostile towards them, and several major Holy Lands stepped forward, simultaneously applying pressure on the Yin-Yang Sect.

"Farewell, Southern Domain!"

On this day, Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and the others crossed the void, heading towards the central region where the Undying Mountain and Saint Cliff were located, leaving this contentious land behind.

The central part of the Eastern Wasteland contained many ancient demon clan inheritances, being the origin of the demon race. There were also ancient Holy Lands like the Feng Clan. This central region gathered the top-tier major powers of both the demon and human races.

Furthermore, apart from the Undying Mountain, the Immortal Mausoleum, one of the seven great life forbidden zones, was also in this area.

It could be said that the central region was the most prosperous and ancient pure land in the Eastern Wasteland, the origin of all inheritances. It is said that all Nine Secrets originated from here.