Chapter 620: King of Invincibility

**Chapter 624: The Invincible King**

The Great Dao Sacred Bottle, dark and lustrous, bobbed gently. It was the very vessel of the "Dao," emitting streams of dark light that engulfed Hua Yunfei below, each one a thread of universal law! At this moment, he became impervious to all techniques, his entire being as vast and profound as the Dao itself, growing ever more unfathomable. The Sacred Bottle protected him, supplying him with immeasurable magical power.

Though this bottle had not yet truly evolved into its complete form, it already possessed infinite divine power and vast reserves of magic. Each time it inhaled and exhaled, it exchanged vital essence with the primal origin of heaven and earth.

"Flying Immortal Art!" "Myriad Transformation Art!" Hua Yunfei roared. This time, with the Great Dao Sacred Bottle merged with him, things were vastly different. His left hand commanded the Flying Immortal Art for offense, while his right hand wielded the Myriad Transformation Art to dismantle his opponent's secret techniques. Heaven and earth converged, dragons and phoenixes harmonized, far surpassing anything before!

With a single ripple, the mountain range ahead turned to dust and ceased to exist, showcasing the terrifying power of the attack. The might of the Flying Immortal Art was truly frightening.

Ye Fan’s heart tensed. Other secret techniques were useless, as they would all be nullified by the Myriad Transformation Art. At this moment, he could only activate the Nine Secrets, empowering his Golden Taiji Circle.

This was a battle to the death. It had to be said that the current Hua Yunfei, whether in terms of physique or combat strength, could stand proudly among his peers; his future achievements were immeasurable.

In this decisive life-and-death battle, the two fought, tearing apart heaven and earth. Many mountains were razed to the ground, numerous great waterfalls flowed upwards, and magma erupting from underground stained the sky red.

The Golden Taiji Circle shone with dazzling brilliance. Each rotation represented a cycle of yin and yang, life and death, determining the demise of others and his own survival. It was truly miraculous.

On the other side, the Great Dao Sacred Bottle became even more mysterious, evolving myriad laws of the heavens. Threads and wisps of these laws descended, enveloping Hua Yunfei, expounding the profound principles of the Dao.

At this point, both the offensive Flying Immortal Art and the Myriad Transformation Art, which disintegrated all techniques, far surpassed their previous power. Infused with the laws of myriad worlds and bolstered by primal essence, they became terrifyingly formidable.

Hua Yunfei struck decisively. At this moment, he was ruthless and merciless. Even the lingering ripples from his descent, a mere brush, would turn the land into barren wasteland, pulverizing mountains and rivers until not a blade of grass remained.

Ye Fan’s heart skipped a beat. The Flying Immortal Art and Myriad Transformation Art were indeed incomparably profound. If he hadn't used the "Dou" (Fight) Secret to evolve his Taiji Circle, he would likely have ended up with bitter regret today.

*Bang!* The two collided powerfully in a life-and-death confrontation. Both suffered internal force, spitting blood and flying backward.

Ye Fan calmed his mind and focused his spirit, evolving his own Dao. His body became crystalline, like seven-colored glazed glass. The Taiji formed a circle as the most fundamental Dao mark, the primordial trajectory of the Great Dao.

He breathed in the vital energy of heaven and earth, sensing the pulse of the entire world. Merging with this universe, he became an executor of the Dao; every strike shattered myriad techniques, every movement was the will of the Dao.

*Bang! Bang!* The two supreme experts collided repeatedly, each displaying their peerless profound arts, fighting until the sky was dark and the sun and moon lost their light. The entire mountain range was riddled with scars; countless spiritual lands were destroyed, and rivers and mountains shattered.

Many large lakes were instantly emptied by a single strike. Not only did the lake water instantly evaporate, but even the dry sinkholes became deserts. Nothing could stop them; all things were utterly destroyed.

The hundreds of thousands of li of Qinling Mountains were vast and endless. Otherwise, if they had fought beyond its borders, it would surely have caused immense suffering and countless human casualties. Even so, numerous birds and beasts suffered greatly; many perished in this shocking battle, buried in the dust along with the collapsing mountains and rivers.

In this battle, three lakes named "Immortal Transformation Pond" alone had vanished. It is not hard to imagine how vast the scope of their battle was; this was a great catastrophe. In the Qinling Mountains, birds, beasts, and all kinds of living beings trembled with fear, fleeing far away, fearing the end of days, as if escaping a doomsday catastrophe.

The battle was brutal; both were wounded. Golden blood and five-colored blood continuously fell from high in the sky, but their eyes grew even colder. Neither frowned, fighting relentlessly, disregarding life and death.

The Great Dao Sacred Bottle, with myriad laws descending in threads and wisps, merged with Hua Yunfei. Dark light flowed, making him even more dangerous. The Flying Immortal Art and Myriad Transformation Art unleashed all their profound meanings, like a sun suspended in the sky, perfect and flourishing.

*Bang! Bang!* The two fiercely battled, their mouths stained with blood. Both flew backward, then rushed at each other again. Though engaged in intense combat, each remained calm within, even at such a critical juncture, still contemplating the other's "Dao."

The Golden Taiji Circle became even more miraculous, each rotation signifying a distinction between yin and yang, life and death.

Ye Fan bathed in the light of life, like a celestial god, grand and valiant, controlling mountains and rivers. Every strike emitted a wave of deathly light, annihilating all things. At this moment, a primordial aura permeated the air, as if returning to the time before heaven and earth were separated. Everything returned to its primal state, with only the evolution of primal essence and the flow of yin and yang energies.

*Whoosh!* The Taiji Circle gently rotated, emitting deathly light outwards, attacking the Great Dao Sacred Bottle. The decisive battle had reached its final stage.

*Bang!* The Great Dao Sacred Bottle contained immeasurable magical power, evolving myriad laws of the heavens. It was indestructible, a perfect divine artifact, merely shaking violently without any damage.

However, Ye Fan's powerful attacks still achieved results. The Great Dao Sacred Bottle couldn't be destroyed, but it could be severed. He used his formidable combat power to sever those threads and wisps, intending to cut off its connection with Hua Yunfei.

*Bang!* The Great Dao Sacred Bottle finally shifted slightly, no longer resting precisely above Hua Yunfei's crown, almost flying away.

The two fought from noon until the red sun set in the west, leaving scorched earth in their wake, turning everything into barren land. At this moment, they finally determined the victor. Ye Fan continuously launched heavy attacks, with an unending barrage of lethal moves, one after another.

"Ah..." Hua Yunfei cried out, his hair disheveled. He still suffered a great loss, struck by Ye Fan with a curved, dragon-shaped Dao mark, almost splitting him in half.

*Boom!* A distant mountain peak collapsed from the impact, his body falling there, five-colored blood flowing. But he quickly rose from the dust.

"You die, I live; only one of us walks out," Hua Yunfei declared fiercely. He opened his mouth and spat out a fist-sized star, which hovered above his head.

"Indeed, you die, I live; only one of us walks out!" Ye Fan retorted. He opened his mouth, and a one-inch-long black chariot appeared in his palm, dark light flowing like a small dragon.

A King's Divine Weapon! A treasure weapon capable of sweeping aside all peers, invincible under heaven. Unless a Saint appeared in the world, if wielded by a Holy Lord, no one in the five great domains could stand against it!

During the battle, they had already sensed the King's Divine Weapon within each other, and both were on guard. Once such a weapon was unleashed, rivers of blood would flow, and lives would be devastated.

Above Hua Yunfei's head, the star shimmered, radiating boundless light. This was the supreme treasure of the Taixuan Star Peak; previously sealed, he had gradually unsealed it over the past two years. This was a divine object left behind by the founding patriarch of Taixuan. Legend said it was transformed from a real star. Some even claimed it was a legacy Saint Weapon, but its true star-soul had been concealed.

With a turn of the star, as if a world was being created, a boundless, infinite great star filled the sky, as if they had arrived in an extraterrestrial star domain where a single grand star dominated the heavens. On the other side, the one-inch-long black chariot in Ye Fan's palm transformed into several zhang in length, as black as ink, with dragons and phoenixes carved upon it. He now stood upon it.

This was the war chariot he seized from Wang Teng's younger brother—that nine-year-old prodigy. He had subdued it with the Nine Divine Weapons back then; otherwise, it would have been quite troublesome. Now that the Nine Divine Weapons had been given to Pang Bo, this black dragon chariot was his, capable of facing the challenges of other King's Divine Weapons, so there was no need to worry.

The clash of King's Divine Weapons was devastating. Any tangible living being, if struck, no matter how great a hero, would find it hard to escape death; it was utterly terrifying. Their first strike caused the ground within a radius of twenty li to sink dozens of zhang deep, completely leveled, let alone the mountains on the surface, which instantly turned to dust.

"Hua Yunfei, you're finished. You should have been defeated long ago. Repeatedly using the Phoenix Tribulation Rebirth Art has left you at the end of your strength. Let me send you on your way!" Ye Fan stood on the black dragon chariot, holding the God-Slaying Whip, his black hair cascading like a waterfall, his eyes flashing with cold lightning. Like an immortal king descending to the mortal realm, he remained incredibly composed, facing the great star that singularly oppressed heaven and earth.

"In today's battle, I indeed suffered a great loss of vital energy. The Phoenix Tribulation Art consumed more than half of my primal essence. I will need a long time to recover. The Sacred Body truly lives up to its reputation. You, this human-world divine medicine, I shall surely pluck and refine in my cauldron one day! Today, it will be hard for you to keep me here, but I can make you pay a certain price." Five-colored blood flowed from Hua Yunfei's mouth, but his fighting spirit was high. He urged the great star above his head to press down, approaching with the Phoenix-Wing Gilded Trident in his hand.

The great star, filling the sky, cast down myriad laws, each wisp capable of killing a peer-level expert. If struck, survival was difficult. The black war chariot also surged with infinite Dao marks, each like a true dragon, tearing open void realms, shattering all things, destroying everything in its path.

King's Divine Weapon against King's Divine Weapon! At the same time, Ye Fan swung his God-Slaying Whip, fiercely clashing with the Phoenix-Wing Gilded Mirror in Hua Yunfei's hand, battling together. During this process, the Golden Taiji Circle and the Great Dao Sacred Bottle also floated and sank; the "Dou" (Fight) Secret, "Xing" (Movement) Secret, Flying Immortal Art, and Myriad Transformation Art were all displayed.

This was a true life-and-death battle; the two used every means, holding nothing back. Ye Fan let out a long roar. He was determined to keep Hua Yunfei there, unwilling to let him escape. He opened his mouth and spat out vital energy, vast as rivers and seas, which merged into the Golden Circle.

*Clang! Clang!* He swung the God-Slaying Whip, striking hundreds, even thousands of times in an instant, capable of shattering heaven and earth, all impacts landing on the Phoenix-Wing Gilded Mirror. The Phoenix-Wing Gilded Mirror was a secret treasure, eternally sturdy, suffering no damage, but it bore infinite divine power, unable to fully dissipate it, injuring its wielder.

*Pfft! Pfft!* Hua Yunfei continuously coughed blood, half his body stained red, glowing with five-colored light. Even with the Phoenix Tribulation Rebirth Art, he couldn't endure it; endless resurrection was impossible, as that would exhaust his primal essence.

*Dong!* Hua Yunfei summoned a heavily damaged green bronze pagoda. Originally nine stories, only five remained, exuding a terrifying oppressive aura.

"A damaged King's Divine Weapon, huh..." A divine light flashed in Ye Fan's eyes. He said, "Unless you have a Saint's weapon, anything you bring out now is useless!"

The black war chariot charged forward, clashing head-on with the great star. He swung the God-Slaying Whip, striking like lightning, each blow capable of shattering heaven and earth.

*Pfft!* Hua Yunfei was shaken, spitting out mouthfuls of blood. Clearly unable to hold on, he was about to flee, but he smiled and said, "You can't kill me. I'll be back soon. There are many 'immortal medicines' in the human world for me to refine at will. By then, you will be far from my match."

"In this world, the most powerful thing isn't a physique, an ancient scripture, or a divine medicine. It's one's own heart, one's own Dao. Dare to appear before me, and I will kill you, just like now!"

In the distance, a beautiful woman flew over, her white robes whiter than snow, her dark hair like clouds, like a divine fairy treading on waves. Her graceful form, outlined by her flowing robes, was exquisitely poised.

"Junior Sister Xiaoman, kill him. He's almost exhausted now," Hua Yunfei said.

Ye Fan stood on the ancient black war chariot, holding the God-Slaying Whip, his eyes flashing with cold light, quietly watching Li Xiaoman. Both from the other end of the starry sky, he originally didn't want to strike, but if she showed killing intent, he would have no choice but to be ruthless.

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*Author's Note: Thank you for all your concern. I'm fine and will adjust my mood. Thank you, it's very heartwarming. One chapter today, two chapters starting tomorrow.*