Chapter 542: Looking Down on the Holy Sons

"Hahahahaha..."

On each snow-capped peak, everyone was laughing. Some laughter was mocking, some filled with hatred, and some openly murderous, their expressions varied.

How could a mere cultivator from the Four Extremities Secret Realm fight against so many people? Among them were formidable figures from the older generation, and they considered this a joke.

"You're dreaming if you think you can kill us all!"

They didn't want to give Ye Fan an inch. This time, thirteen Holy Son-level figures were present, and they had even invited some Grand Elders. Their intention was to utterly destroy him.

"Where is Yiyi?" Ye Fan asked calmly.

"Ye Fan, do you still intend to save someone? You can barely take care of yourself, yet you're thinking of others. Don't you find that laughable?!" Dao One Holy Son Li Donglai sneered.

"Bring the person out," someone said from the shadows.

In the distance, on a snow-covered peak, Liu Yiyi appeared. Her body was thin and very frail, her bare feet stained with blood, and her clothes ragged, presenting a pathetic sight.

"What noble hearts you must have, to lay hands on such a desolate girl?!" Ye Fan's killing intent intensified.

Among them, many Holy Sons stiffened, their expressions momentarily rigid. They belonged to a temporary organization and did not know each other's identities.

"Holy Slayer Alliance..." Ye Fan murmured to himself, realizing how the opposing group had come together.

"Ye Fan..." Liu Yiyi, looking utterly distraught and haggard, called out softly from afar, "Don't mind me, hurry and leave! I didn't call for help; they imitated my voice!"

Ye Fan smiled, like a streak of morning glow piercing through the gloom. "Don't worry," he said, "whether it's true or false, I came to save you. Nothing will happen."

"Really, nothing will happen?" Great Evolution Holy Son Xiang Yifei chuckled. "What if I publicly cut off her beautiful head? Wouldn't you feel great pain and regret?"

"I know you won't do that," Ye Fan replied. "You'd rather see me bleed out on the mountaintop, letting more people, including Yiyi, witness my miserable state, wouldn't you?"

"Do you know who we are?" Dao One Holy Son Li Donglai asked mockingly.

"Does it matter whether I know or not?" Ye Fan said calmly, scanning everyone. "Release Yiyi. I've kept my promise and arrived here. You wouldn't fail to do even this, would you?"

"Fine, no problem. Your presence is enough; she's merely insignificant," someone replied indifferently.

"No, make him kneel and beg us!" Wan Chu Holy Maiden Zhao Yanran's voice was cold, filled with resentment.

At Wan Chu Holy Land, not only was their Holy Son slain, but even their Holy Lord had fallen. She yearned to kill Ye Fan instantly.

"Nothing more to say, kill him!" From behind Wan Chu Holy Maiden, a Grand Elder spoke, being the first to move, flying forward like a phantom.

As he moved, everyone pressed forward; no one wanted to fall behind, for Ye Fan possessed a priceless treasure—the Origin Root of All Things Mother Qi.

"Clang!"

Suddenly, without a sound, a crack appeared in the void beside Ye Fan, and a divine light shot out, striking towards his head.

"Pfft!"

Ye Fan shattered the divine light with a single grab, then, with a backhand, formed a blade seal and thrust it into the void, cleaving a black-clad figure in two. Blood poured down like rain.

Throughout this, he remained calm, saying, "If you want to kill me, just do it openly. Why hide your true intentions?"

The crowd quickly closed in, surrounding him. Killing intent radiated from all sides, sword gleams and blade shadows flashed, and various magical treasures hovered in the void.

"Is there no one who wishes to duel me? Are you all so afraid?" Ye Fan teased.

"I've always wanted to test just how powerful you are. Everyone, hold back for now; let me gauge his strength!" Jin Chixiao, the successor of the Northern Plains Golden Family, spoke.

He was indeed a strong contender. The last time, a deity he conjured entered a killing array and displayed Holy Son-level combat power. It was hard to say how terrifying his true cultivation was.

"Let me try first!" Dao One Holy Son Li Donglai shouted, yet he was the first to attack. Having advanced to the first transformation of the Dragon Transformation, he was brimming with confidence.

"Boom!"

Before him, a large golden ship materialized, using the void as its ocean and the essence of heaven and earth as its source. It radiated immense light and charged forward.

"Void-Breaker Divine Ship!" someone exclaimed in surprise.

This golden warship traversed into the void, vanishing in a blink, but a terrifying aura surged across the heavens and earth, as if a malevolent spirit from the abyss was about to emerge.

It was impossible to tell where it would appear from, or what kind of combat power it would unleash. Danger lurked in the shadows.

"Dong!"

A resounding crash, like a celestial drum from the immortal realm thundering in the mortal world, deafening. The golden warship abruptly appeared before Ye Fan, crushing down upon him.

Indeed, like a massive golden millstone, it rumbled continuously, making the surroundings roar. Even this land where a Holy Spirit had fallen, bound by mysterious power, now trembled slightly as if an earthquake had struck, and the sound was like thunder.

"Dong!"

Faced with such a warship, Ye Fan displayed no other sacred arts, only a single punch that soared towards the heavens!

The golden fist, like a divine mountain, shattered the void with a single blow, striking heavily against the ship's bottom, emitting brilliant light.

"Crack!"

A chilling sound resonated as a crack appeared at the bottom of the golden warship, slowly spreading outwards.

"What?!"

"How is this possible?"

Everyone was astonished. This was a weapon imbued with partial laws, not yet perfect, but already like a manifestation of the Great Dao.

"Clang!"

Ye Fan launched a second punch, without any fancy moves, just an indestructible iron fist that smashed heavily onto the warship, preventing it from crushing him.

"CRACK!"

This time, the sound was even louder. A clear, large crack appeared, the ship's body swayed, and brilliant light spread out like ripples across the snow mountains.

"Oh no!" Dao One Holy Son Li Donglai, brimming with confidence after advancing to the first transformation of Dragon Transformation, had only intended to test Ye Fan, not engage in a life-or-death battle. Now, he realized his precious treasure was about to be destroyed.

"Buzz!"

The golden warship tried to fly away, no longer attempting to crush Ye Fan, but it was too late.

Ye Fan's black hair fluttered as his third punch struck. The force unleashed by the golden light was terrifying.

"Clang!"

The golden warship was pierced through, then "boomed" as it disintegrated in the void, sending fragments scattering and falling in all directions.

It was akin to a Holy Lord-level weapon, yet it was directly shattered by his bare fist, astounding everyone, including the Grand Elders.

Now, regarding physical strength, who in this era could compare to him? Everyone felt apprehensive, knowing that if he got close, there would be absolutely no good outcome.

Dao One Holy Son Li Donglai was severely impacted. This secret treasure, which he had only recently acquired and intended to cultivate with his life, had his spiritual sense deeply immersed in it. At this moment, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Fan laughed loudly, saying, "Is that all? Is there anyone else who wants to try? If not, come at me, all of you!"

"Clang!"

Great Evolution Holy Son drew out a jade sword soul and spat out a stream of primordial essence. With a soft hum, the sword soul vanished.

In the sky, three streams of primordial divine light descended. Three sword souls emerged, transforming into supreme sword embryos, each resonating with a Great Dao!

"Human King Sword, cleave!" Xiang Yifei bellowed.

"Clang!"

The first sword embryo transformed into a streak of green light, splitting heaven and earth, traversing the firmament like eternal divine radiance.

"Pfft!"

Ye Fan stood unmoving, opening his mouth and expelling a stream of primordial essence to meet it.

Everyone was horrified. The Saint Body's primordial power was so immense it was almost unbelievable. The primordial essence he spat out was like a golden river, inundating the void.

Golden sacred light surged forth, making every inch of space blindingly bright. This was the Saint Body's innate primordial essence, vast as the sea.

Without any suspense, the so-called Human King Sword shattered with a *crack* in the void, turning into dust. The sword embryo became smoke, burning into ashes.

"Heaven and Earth Sword, vast primordial chaos, destroy all things!" Great Evolution Holy Son Xiang Yifei roared, and the remaining two sword souls transformed into divine light, slashing down.

"Pfft!"

However, under Ye Fan's primordial qi, both sword embryos shattered, ceasing to exist. They were destroyed before they could even strike down.

"Is that all? Is there anyone else?" Ye Fan laughed loudly, sweeping his gaze across the thirteen Holy Son-level figures, looking down on them.

Although the thirteen Holy Son-level figures did not know each other's identities, their true appearances hidden by secret treasures, they couldn't help but feel their faces burn with shame.

At this moment, being challenged by one person against thirteen was simply unimaginable. They were all favored children of heaven; no one had ever dared to act so brazenly.

"Why don't you all come at once?" Ye Fan said, laughing ceaselessly. Facing the thirteen Holy Sons alone, his tone indicated he was utterly fearless.

The crowd surged forward together, surrounded by killing intent.

"Kneel before us like a dog!" Wan Chu Holy Maiden Zhao Yanran gritted her teeth.

Although she was a woman and beautiful, she was vicious, her eyes cold and sinister. She utterly detested Ye Fan, harboring endless killing intent.

"Women like you can only gang up on me. Otherwise, I'll kill one if one comes, and a pair if two come!" Ye Fan beckoned to her with a finger. "If you're not convinced, I'll kill you with just one finger. Do you dare to come closer?"

"How arrogant!"

Beside him, Jin Chixiao finally made his move. His five vital organs vibrated in unison, emitting celestial sounds, and five streams of divine light burst forth.

"Swish," "Swish," "Swish"...

In the void, five deities appeared, manifesting the Five Elements. Then, earth, fire, wind, and water rotated, creating a small world born from the myriad heavens.

"What a profound technique! His understanding of space has reached this level!" Even the older generation was horrified, all utterly astonished.

"Break!"

Ye Fan did not evade. He took large strides forward, actively advancing, moving his hands to manifest his own Dao.

It wasn't a sacred art, yet it was world-shaking. This was the ultimate expression of power, perfectly matching his physical body, his entire being transforming into a streak of divine light.

"One force destroys all methods!"

Without casting spells, he destroyed all things with pure force. Simple and ordinary, a single force could shatter the heavens! His entire being was a weapon, capable of destroying everything.

"CRASH!"

The small world created by the Five Elements instantly shattered, vanishing into the void.

Jin Chixiao retreated, not engaging in a life-or-death struggle, a look of alarm on his face.

Wan Chu Holy Maiden attacked from the side, shattering dreams like smoke, a brilliant misty rain rolling forth.

"Boom!"

In response, a chaotic green lotus appeared beside Ye Fan. Its endless misty threads vibrated in unison, turning everything into an illusory dream, causing it all to disappear.

The Holy Sons stepped forward one by one, each testing his depth, showcasing a unique ultimate skill.

Yet, no matter how the thirteen geniuses attacked, they could not break through. Ye Fan repelled them one by one, and some coughed up large mouthfuls of blood.

"Come at me, all of you!" Ye Fan laughed again.

"Kill!"

Finally, some rushed forward together. Even the older generation figures wanted to make a move, no longer willing to give him a chance.

"Pfft!"

"Ah..."

Screams erupted, and blood rained down. In that brief instant, Ye Fan unleashed a ruthless strike. The "Jie" secret triggered, and the "Xing" formula activated, allowing him to pounce and kill.

A Holy Son was instantly torn apart by him, reduced to a bloody mess, dying a violent death.

At the same time, he tore off one of Wan Chu Holy Maiden's arms, scattering blood everywhere.

"You..." Wan Chu Holy Maiden almost fainted. She stumbled back into the crowd, her face pale with shock and fury.

"Alright, you've all tested him. Now it's time to kill him!" an old man said.

"I was thinking the same!" Ye Fan sneered, facing everyone dominantly with a cold smile.

Chapter one is complete. I'll continue working hard tonight; two more chapters to go.

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