Chapter 564: Saintly Power Never Fades

Ye Fan held the Myriad Lament Bow, drawing the stringless weapon taut like a full moon. Spiritual energy from all directions poured in like water, infusing the bow's body, illuminating the sky. Runes shimmered and moved as if alive.

“Whoosh!”

The bowstring vibrated, and a second light arrow shot out like a startling rainbow, aiming directly for Yan Yunluan's throat. It emitted a howling sound, as if a demon god had lunged forth, its momentum immense.

“Clang!”

A divine light suddenly flashed in Yan Yunluan's eyes. His right hand formed a seal, resembling a golden crow streaking across the sky. With a powerful sweep, the entire space distorted, isolating him from the outside world, and his figure blurred.

“Whoosh!”

The second arrow whizzed past him, still failing to hit. His eyes became even more brilliant, yet his expression was utterly cold. Staring at Ye Fan as if he were already dead, he strode forward, pressing closer.

“Who on earth is that, daring to attack such a monstrous genius? The arrows can pierce through void; this is no ordinary person!”

“These arrows are incredibly destructive; that’s a fearsome treasure bow.”

The onlookers were all astonished and couldn't help but discuss. They retreated far away, fearing to be drawn into the battle between the two.

Ye Fan smiled, unconcerned. He drew the bowstring a third time. Brilliant light shot skyward, and a light arrow materialized, forged like gold. It pierced through the void and flew out.

“Whoosh…”

This arrow was even more powerful. It tore a terrible rift in the sky, black as an abyss, its depths unseen. The golden light arrow was like a holy spirit emerging.

Yan Yunluan halted his steps, showing no hint of underestimation. He turned sideways to avoid its sharp edge, then formed a magic seal with his hand, flowing with profound energy, and forcefully struck the arrow shaft.

He had already dodged two arrows. This time, he intended to break the arrow, displaying his thunderous methods to kill Ye Fan and decisively end the battle. His face grew even colder.

Suddenly, his expression changed. He felt a powerful killing intent. From behind, unparalleled sharp energy targeted his head and back, approaching as fast as lightning.

Others exclaimed. The light arrows shot previously had returned, appearing and disappearing mysteriously. They rushed back, coordinating with the third light arrow, shooting towards Yan Yunluan's vital spots.

The Myriad Lament Bow was a secret treasure. It possessed immense destructive power and could lock onto a person's aura. The light arrows it fired were difficult to stop unless destroyed.

The first light arrow had shattered a mountaintop. The second light arrow had brushed past Yan Yunluan. Both now reappeared, flying back again, their power undiminished, with spiritual energy from heaven and earth continuously pouring into them.

“What a treasure! This is a powerful magic weapon!”

“Could this be the legendary Myriad Lament Bow? It’s said that if one is strong enough, it can shoot down anything in heaven and earth!”

All the spectators were moved and widened their eyes, staring fixedly at the treasure bow in Ye Fan's hand.

“Whoosh, whoosh!”

The two arrows, which had originally passed over the mountaintop and vanished into the distant sky, now abruptly returned with murderous intent, extremely fierce and powerful, filling the air with a killing aura.

Yan Yunluan was very composed. His hands formed a Daoist seal, moving slowly but powerfully. That spot instantly blurred, profound and mysterious, as if a portal had opened.

“What kind of secret art is this? It’s like he’s left this world!” someone exclaimed in surprise.

At this moment, Yan Yunluan seemed to have transcended the Three Realms and the Five Elements, escaping the confines of this world and standing amidst nothingness.

The three arrows arrived simultaneously, but not a single one hit him. All veered off and vanished into the horizon, leaving behind only terrifying fluctuations and three massive spatial rifts.

“What powerful divine arrows! If struck, one would likely be annihilated, body and soul!”

“Yan Yunluan is also terrifying; he calmly dodged them. Truly not ordinary in strength!”

“Dodging is useless. Yan Yunluan can only destroy these arrows, and he’s likely to unleash a fierce offensive now!”

From afar, Ye Fan's heart also tensed. The opponent's methods seemed to transcend the mundane world, allowing him to perceive the profound mystery. This was definitely a powerful sacred art!

However, he did not delay. He continued to draw the Myriad Lament Bow, firing arrow after arrow. Every light arrow shot required immense impact to be destroyed.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…”

Each arrow was more powerful than the last. Ye Fan almost shot down the sky. Nine arrows streaked across the sky, like nine long rainbows joined together, destroying all obstacles, their momentum terrifying!

“Clang, clang…”

Yan Yunluan was expressionless and had no choice but to act. Holding a Fangtian Ji, he swept and hacked horizontally and vertically. His skin was dark, his black hair disheveled, and his eyes intimidating. He stirred up heavenly winds, as if he intended to cleave this very sky!

“Clang, clang…”

The great halberd flew horizontally. Its gleaming blade flashed with wisps of bloody aura, terrifying to behold, its destructive power immense. The distant onlookers were all horrified, their faces changing color.

“With such formidable combat power, I think he could cleave through a powerhouse at the Ninth Transformation of Dragon! He truly is a monstrous genius!”

“It’s hard to believe he possesses such combat power. We’ve truly underestimated him; he’s more terrifying than imagined!”

People exclaimed in shock, their hearts pounding. This monstrous genius's strength exceeded all their expectations.

Yan Yunluan was of only average height, but when he wielded the Fangtian Ji, he exuded an awe-inspiring dominance, like a war god descended upon the world. His eyes were like lightning, his disheveled black hair flew like ink, and the gleaming halberd blade struck fear into people's hearts.

“Thud, thud…”

The great halberd cleaved the sky. Its blade filled with a pervasive bloody aura. Each strike shattered a light arrow, turning it into ten thousand feet of light, dispersing into the heavens and earth.

Before long, all nine lightning-like arrows were shattered into dust. Yan Yunluan was like a god of slaughter, his eyes cold and terrifying. He strode through the void, pressing closer.

“Boom!”

Yan Yunluan raised his Fangtian Ji high and brought it down vertically. A thousand-foot-long divine light burst forth, sweeping everything before it, charging towards Ye Fan.

This was the murderous light emanating from the halberd's blade, accompanied by streaks of bloody light. Its killing intent was overwhelming and spine-chilling. The countless surrounding mountains trembled, and the sky seemed on the verge of collapsing.

“With such immense combat power, even those at the Ninth Transformation of Dragon would suffer greatly!”

“Is this Yan Yunluan’s true strength? Indeed, he’s incomparably valiant and unstoppable; his peers must retreat!”

Nearby, everyone fled far away, terrified of being cleaved by the fearsome halberd. Such a light beam was enough to slay a Saint Child. One could imagine how terrifying it would be if he were to wield the Fangtian Ji in battle against many heroes, with streaks of blade light sweeping out. How many of his generation could withstand it?!

Ye Fan's right hand formed a seal, his aura profound and condensed, as if embracing a divine moon or pushing a mountain. Like the Dao manifesting, he struck out.

“Boom!”

At his fingertips, a gigantic black mountain appeared, towering into the clouds with immense power. It instantly filled the sky, a vast, dark mass, enough to crush heaven and earth!

The Mountain Embracing Seal!

At this moment, he unleashed one of the Three Great Dharma Seals. It was the Earth Seal among the Heaven, Earth, and Human Seals. Its power surpassed imagination.

This expanse of heaven and earth seemed shattered. Everywhere were energy storms and brilliant light, like boiling magma, destroying all tangible forms.

The towering black mountain, reaching into the clouds, crushed the firmament. Majestic and terrifying, it continuously ground forward, breaking through everything, as if to annihilate the world.

Meanwhile, the colossal blade light cleaved by the Fangtian Ji was like a falling galaxy, boundless. The two collided mightily, and the mere aftershocks caused the mountains below to crumble.

This was a scene of doomsday approaching. Everyone was terrified, powerless to stop it; every heart trembled. They could only retreat further and further.

In the end, the black mountain shattered into pieces. The halberd blade pierced through it, but it too quickly vanished, and endless light shot into the sky.

When everything quieted down, everyone was horrified. The power of Yan Yunluan's single halberd strike had shattered more than a dozen mountain peaks. The landscape was scarred, with broken branches and scattered rocks everywhere!

“He’s like a non-human entity; such frightening strength…”

“He’s similar in age to us, yet possesses such combat power; it’s unimaginable!”

On the other side, Ye Fan was also shaken. Monstrous figures truly were terrifying, their power beyond reason. A single strike from the Fangtian Ji shattered the firmament; it was too shocking.

It was only because his physical body was peerless. If it had been any other Saint Child, they would probably have been instantly slain. There would have been no suspense; he was almost unstoppable!

To evolve into the Dragon Transformation Realm—this was the thought in his mind. Otherwise, such a formidable enemy, several minor realms above him, would be incredibly difficult to kill; it was truly terrifying.

“You actually survived…” Yan Yunluan seemed deeply surprised. He had been very confident in this strike; even those at the Eighth or Ninth Transformation of Dragon would likely have been slain.

His face cold, he strode forward. His steps caused the void to tremble. The numerous mountain ranges below quaked, leaves scattered, and massive rocks rolled down, an utterly terrifying sight.

“Daring to draw your bow against me, today I, Yan, shall slay you!”

He was incredibly arrogant. His black hair flew wildly, and his eyes gleamed with intimidating electric light. Although not very tall, wielding the Fangtian Ji made him appear like an ancient war god, commanding reverence and looking down upon the world.

Ye Fan scoffed coldly, “I haven’t lived enough yet. Let me be the one to kill you instead!”

He said no more. Holding the Myriad Lament Bow, he drew the bowstring, infusing it with sacred power. Endless spiritual energy surged wildly; lightning flashed, thunder roared, and heaven and earth changed color.

At this moment, Ye Fan and the divine bow seemed to merge into one. Just like the bow itself, his body was also imbued with a mysterious brilliance, exuding a powerful aura.

The two fit together, inseparable, as if naturally one entity. Vast divine power fluctuated, and a light arrow pierced through heaven and earth, flying out swiftly.

“This arrow is useless against me; it can’t harm me at all!” Yan Yunluan’s expression was cold; he didn't care at all. Holding his Fangtian Ji, he instantly cleaved it vertically.

“What a monstrous genius defying the heavens! Even a divine arrow that could slay a Saint Child can’t wound him!” Others exclaimed in awe, feeling quite unbalanced in their hearts.

Ye Fan remained expressionless, showing no emotional change. At this moment, he had only one action: continuously drawing his bow and firing arrows. The area became brilliant; he was completely enveloped by sacred light.

“Clang, clang…”

Yan Yunluan cleaved the light arrows, producing deafening sounds. Some arrows did not break and shot into the distance, with a *boom*, shattering cliffs.

It was imaginable how immense the power of these arrows was, far beyond what ordinary people could conceive. Vast fluctuations surged, as if a tsunami were occurring in this place.

Gradually, Yan Yunluan's expression turned serious. Divine light in his eyes was terrifying. The Fangtian Ji in his hand was wielded even faster, and the divine light he cleaved out severed many mountain peaks.

“Wait, isn’t that the legendary Myriad Lament Bow? How can he continuously fire light arrows like this?”

“It’s said that an ordinary person can’t withstand drawing that bow more than a dozen times, yet he has already fired dozens of arrows!”

The spectators finally noticed this anomaly. All were horrified. Who exactly is this person? Does he possess the strength to uproot mountains? How is his power inexhaustible?!

“Whoosh, whoosh…”

Arrows pierced the sky. In this very brief moment, Ye Fan fired dozens more arrows. Each arrow was dazzling and brilliant, like meteors sharply tearing through the sky, shocking to the mind.

“Heavens, he’s fired over a hundred arrows! Even powerful Saint Children couldn’t do this.”

What was shocking was that Ye Fan’s expression remained unchanged. He continued to draw the Myriad Lament Bow, continuously firing golden light. In a flash, hundreds of golden lights shot out, engulfing the area ahead.

“Boom! Boom!...”

Some divine arrows grazed past Yan Yunluan. Each strike shattered a cliff. Their power was unparalleled, sending chills down people's spines.

“It’s incredible! What kind of power does he possess? Over a hundred divine arrows, and he’s still firing!” Everyone was shaken.

Ye Fan's momentum was like a rainbow. He merged into one with the Myriad Lament Bow, gathering spiritual energy from all directions. Even a beam of brilliant divine light flowed from the sun, cascading down like a waterfall.

The arrows he fired, each more powerful than the last. In a blink, he fired another hundred arrows. At this moment, hundreds of golden rainbows, exquisitely brilliant, covered Yan Yunluan.

Furthermore, the arrow light continued to increase, growing more and more terrifying.

“Boom, boom…”

Some mountaintops were torn away by the arrow light. Rocks shattered and clouds dispersed, the scene utterly terrifying. If this continued, this entire mountain range would be shot into collapse by Ye Fan!

“Heavens, is he the embodiment of that barbarian? His sacred power is endless, he possesses the might to uproot mountains. This Myriad Lament Bow in his hands is invincible; Yan Yunluan is most likely going to be shot to death!”