Chapter 618: Creating One's Own Technique

Golden divine light flowed through Ye Fan's blood, almost boiling, and circulated rapidly under the guidance of the Nirvana Sutra, rejoining broken bones and meridians, and repairing his injuries.

"Rumble..."

As the golden blood flowed, a deafening, boundless roar, like a tsunami, erupted from within his body.

"Crackle!" His broken bones and torn meridians crackled like thunder, continuously mending and rejoining, rapidly healing.

Hua Yunfei's expression changed. He hadn't expected Ye Fan's physical body to be so formidable. The sheer power implied by the commotion suggested how terrifying his bloodline energy was.

Ye Fan remained motionless, sitting cross-legged in silent meditation, focusing on healing. He knew well that his opponent possessed the Phoenix Tribulation Rebirth technique, a secret art rarely found in the world, wielding incredible power, and that Hua Yunfei would likely recover before him.

At this moment, the "Jie" secret art was continuously triggered, merging with the Nirvana Sutra, boosting his healing speed tenfold. The golden blood flowed even faster, rumbling as it coursed through him.

Every one of his bones hummed faintly, his internal organs vibrated in unison, teeming with vitality and improving rapidly. Various energies converged, accelerating the repair of his severely damaged body.

Hua Yunfei had carefully calculated, assuming that the Flying Immortal Art could shatter a Saint Body and, bolstered by his Phoenix Tribulation Rebirth technique, he dared to fight ferociously, aiming for a mutual destruction.

However, he hadn't anticipated that Ye Fan could recover so quickly, almost as fast as he did. He realized that his opponent must possess a sacred healing art beyond his expectations.

"Boom!" Both stood up almost simultaneously. Hua Yunfei had recovered to his peak state, while Ye Fan's body still bore cracks, and his internal organs and bones were not fully healed; he was forced to rise.

The Nirvana Sutra, an supreme scripture of Western Desert Buddhism, was an astonishing ancient text for healing. However, what Ye Fan had obtained was merely a summarized essence, not the complete ancient sutra.

If not for the "Jie" secret art, which augmented the Nirvana technique's effectiveness tenfold, his body would surely still be in pieces. At this point, his injuries were mostly healed, but not entirely, leaving him in a highly passive position.

Hua Yunfei sneered, shooting forward like lightning. He immediately unleashed the Flying Immortal Art, terrifyingly powerful, seemingly capable of cleaving everything and sweeping away all spirits in the heavens.

This art was extraordinarily sharp. Legend had it that the Ruthless Great Emperor created it specifically to counter the "Dou" secret of the Nine Secrets, indicating its immense power.

"Bang!" Ye Fan retaliated with the Heaven-Overturning Seal. The two clashed violently, shaking heaven and earth as divine power surged like a vast ocean, instantly collapsing dozens of mountains below.

Their attack power was immense. If any other cultivator of the same rank had been present, they would have been reduced to ashes with a single blow, utterly annihilated, clearly not on the same level.

This was the first time Ye Fan had been so passive. A trickle of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth as he resisted and healed simultaneously. He had to recover quickly, or he would be forced to retreat, or even be killed.

It must be said, the Flying Immortal Art was too terrifying. It could even sever a Saint Body, and any divine weapon or treasure blade that touched it would instantly turn to dust. For the first time, Ye Fan felt immense dread.

He unleashed all his divine arts, struggling to resist, but they were largely ineffective. Hua Yunfei countered with the Myriad Transformations Sacred Art, turning all marvels into decay, rendering them ordinary.

This was a wondrous and unparalleled technique, capable of neutralizing all enemy secret arts and returning everything to ordinariness, leaving one with strength but unable to fully exert it.

Ye Fan's heart sank. Now, only the Nine Secrets could be utilized; all other secret arts had been neutralized, utterly incapable of blocking this sacred technique.

Hua Yunfei's left hand wielded the Flying Immortal Art, with astonishing offensive power, while his right hand used the Myriad Transformations Art, dissolving all obstructions. Combined, they were like a dragon and phoenix harmonizing, invincible in their might!

Ye Fan's mind was greatly shaken, and he continuously retreated. The Flying Immortal Art could even injure his Saint Body, and with his injuries still unrecovered, he was struggling immensely.

All the golden vital energy throughout his body was mobilized, circulating with the Nirvana Sutra, rumbling as it continuously healed his wounds. However, this also prevented him from manifesting any anomalies. The situation was becoming increasingly critical; he could barely withstand his opponent and was teetering on the brink of death.

Since his debut, Ye Fan had always been immensely powerful, especially in combat, relentlessly advancing. Now, for the first time, he found himself in a disadvantageous position, suppressed by sheer force.

"What a powerful Flying Immortal Art! It can actually injure my physical body; it truly lives up to its claim of possessing the power of a flying immortal! The Myriad Transformations Art is equally unparalleled; everything except the Nine Secrets has been neutralized." His heart was filled with awe, but instead of using the "Xing" secret art to escape, he calmed himself, seeking a solution amidst the life-or-death crisis.

He didn't want to flee until the very last moment, choosing instead to gain enlightenment from this tribulation of life and death. Few dared to harbor such a thought; to be in such a predicament and still contemplate how to achieve enlightenment and create one's own techniques.

"The Nine Secrets, only by evolving them can I succeed!"

As Ye Fan healed, his mind gradually calmed. His hands slowly moved, and a Taiji divine diagram materialized as he used the "Dou" secret art for deduction.

The "Dou" secret of the Nine Secrets was the fundamental art of combat, possessing supreme mysteries. He calmly and intently comprehended it, combining it with the Taiji diagram, evolving it step by step.

At this moment, his aura changed. Like a gentle breeze stroking a mountain, like soft water dripping through rock, he began to use weakness to strike strength, confronting the Flying Immortal Art!

"It's useless. The Flying Immortal Art is unparalleled in the world. What will you use to block it?" Hua Yunfei was like a banished immortal, ethereal and transcendent, yet his attack power was horrifying.

"Boom!" As the Flying Immortal Art was unleashed, myriad rays of light filled the heavens and earth, as if someone was truly ascending. This power transcended the limits of the human body.

"Puff!" Ye Fan continuously launched hand seals, but he couldn't block it at all. He spat out golden blood, his arm was shattered by the impact, and his body flew backward. Below him, forty-nine great mountains were reduced to dust under the power of the Flying Immortal Art!

The Ruthless Great Emperor, astonishing from ancient times to the future, created the Flying Immortal Art, which could obliterate all foes. Its offensive power was unmatched!

In the past, he or she had used this peerless divine art at Fire Demon Ridge, with just one strike, to turn an supreme Saint Spirit comparable to a Great Emperor into dust.

Ancient Great Emperors represented the pinnacle of human achievement, possessing ultimate power. The creation of the Flying Immortal Art, which transcended human limits and displayed the power of a flying immortal, was truly invincible throughout history!

This art could shatter a Saint Body. Ye Fan's heart trembled, and the Nirvana Sutra circulated even faster. His arms reconnected with a "crunching" sound, rapidly mending, his entire body radiating golden vital energy.

"Buzz!" With a mighty roar, seventy-two more great mountains below were turned to dust by the Flying Immortal Art, merely grazed by its power. The terrifying attack chilled everyone to the bone.

Hua Yunfei's left hand wielded the unparalleled offensive power of the Flying Immortal Art, while his right hand used the Myriad Transformations Art to dismantle all secret techniques. Their combination was like the harmonious union of heaven and earth, a dragon and phoenix harmonizing, unmatched in the world.

Ye Fan retreated again and again, maneuvering with the "Xing" secret art. He was facing the most perilous battle of his life, with every step a dangerous predicament, potentially leading to his death at any moment.

"Too powerful. Both the Flying Immortal Art and the Myriad Transformations Art were created by the Ruthless Great Emperor to counter the Nine Secrets. Truly terrifying."

Ye Fan muttered to himself, simultaneously resisting and ascending into a state of profound clarity, continuously deducing the "Dou" secret art, comprehending his own Dao and techniques.

At this point, his movements became increasingly fluid. Although he was using weakness to strike strength, there was a divine essence of Dao following nature. He was evolving his own Great Dao.

Watching the clouds unfurl and furl, seeing the wild geese fly south, allowing the blossoms to wither—his heart was utterly calm. Every move was a desperate struggle for his life, yet he possessed a mindset that transcended the battlefield.

Ye Fan seemed to transcend, experiencing a spiritual emptiness where man and nature were one, his Dao Body naturally at peace. In the midst of life and death, he was self-transcendent, freely moving, his Dao and self united.

The Taiji divine diagram rotated. Ye Fan's torso transformed into a Dao pattern, becoming the yin-yang dividing line in the diagram, while his hands turned into true yin and true yang, forming the two yin-yang points.

Until now, the dragon-shaped curve formed by his torso had been his most formidable aspect. Now, his hands also began to evolve, becoming the ultimate yin and ultimate yang points.

Ye Fan countered Hua Yunfei, using weakness to strike strength, his body moving with increasing subtlety. Although he was still retreating, he was no longer in constant peril.

Reaching the pinnacle of sublimation, he experienced a profound and subtle Dao, perfectly harmonized with himself. He quietly deduced, his movements fluid and natural, like drifting clouds and flowing water, or like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace.

"Boom!" Suddenly, his body vibrated, his injuries finally healed, and golden vital energy shot skyward. At this moment, a flash of inspiration struck Ye Fan's mind: he transformed all the golden vital energy around him into a circle, encompassing himself from head to toe.

"Boom!" At this instant, heaven and earth trembled, and the Great Dao resonated. He ascended to a wondrous state, experiencing an unprecedented naturalness and power.

The Saint Body's golden vital energy transformed into a Taiji circle, his torso became the yin-yang dragon-shaped dividing line, and his hands turned into the yin-yang points. He himself became a living Taiji divine diagram.

"Hua Yunfei, prepare to die!" Ye Fan roared, finally launching a fierce attack. He had become a human Dao diagram himself, flying forward.

"Boom!" Hua Yunfei was utterly indifferent. He unleashed the Flying Immortal Art, whose contained immortal power could break all gods in the heavens. Yet, when it struck the golden circle, it could not penetrate an inch.

"Whoosh!" He swept down with the Myriad Transformations Art, which could neutralize all divine arts in the world and return them to ordinariness. However, it also failed to dissolve or neutralize the golden circle.

Hua Yunfei's heart trembled violently. He knew that Ye Fan had evolved a sacred art that would shake the world; the golden Taiji circle was almost impenetrable!

At this moment, no technique could touch Ye Fan. All attacks were blocked by the golden circle, and he advanced like a god.

"Bang!" At this point, he struck decisively. The dragon-shaped curve and the yin-yang points formed by his hands vibrated in unison, unleashing a chilling aura.

"Puff!" Hua Yunfei failed to block it, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and flew backward, a look of shock on his face.

Wiping the blood from his mouth, he made a grasping motion with his right hand, unleashing the Myriad Transformations Art. Over a dozen mountain ranges below were instantly transformed into lengths of about a foot, flying towards Ye Fan like small dragons.

This was the crushing weight of countless tons, turning all things in heaven and earth to his own use, suppressing everything as it advanced.

"Bang!" However, before the golden Taiji circle, all of this was useless. Everything was blocked and shattered into dust, fluttering down, filling the air below with earth and stone.

"Boom!" Hua Yunfei's left hand immediately unleashed the Flying Immortal Art. The moment the dozen small dragons disappeared, the attack was already upon him, striking the Taiji circle. Yet, it still failed to advance an inch, unable to penetrate.

"Bang!" With a soft shout from Ye Fan, the dragon-shaped curve vibrated, heavily injuring Hua Yunfei, almost splitting him in half. Hua Yunfei coughed up a large mouthful of blood and flew sideways.