Chapter 621: Confrontation with Li Xiaoman

Massive mountains crumbled, jagged rocks pierced the clouds, and the earth caved in. The land was scarred beyond recognition, scorched and barren, with not a blade of grass growing. All life was extinguished; nothing remained.

Li Xiaoman, clad in white, approached from a distance. Her robes billowed and her dark hair streamed behind her as she hovered in the air, her eyes clear. She seemed largely unchanged from before.

Ye Fan said nothing, watching calmly. Whether to attack or retreat, whether it would be peace or enmity—all rested on her next decision.

Li Xiaoman drew near and stopped in mid-air. She said nothing, but a hint of chill in her gaze created a subtle tension in the atmosphere.

Despite his severe injuries, Hua Yunfei remained composed and calm. For a man of his stature, using a woman to eliminate a formidable foe seemed somewhat unbefitting.

Ye Fan's heart seized. He realized this man was cunning and must have known about his connection with Li Xiaoman. This was an attempt to unsettle him, shatter his composure, and undermine his spiritual path.

Former lovers turning into sworn enemies, facing each other in a life-or-death struggle—no one could remain calm in such a situation. This had to be Hua Yunfei's psychological warfare, a deliberate tactic. Otherwise, how could he not know that the Sacred Body possessed surging vitality and inexhaustible divine power?

"Junior Sister Xiaoman," Hua Yunfei said calmly, "if you wish to master the Sky-Devouring Demonic Art, you must completely sever ties with the past. Only by achieving clarity of self and transcending your former self can you truly attain the Dao."

In the mountains, the area had been reduced to a barren wasteland after the battle. Not even a wisp of wind stirred; all was still, a deathly quiet.

"Clang!"

A soft sound pierced the stillness, echoing exceptionally far. A layer of lotus battle armor appeared on Li Xiaoman's body, shimmering with metallic luster and emitting five-colored divine radiance.

"Clang, clang..."

The sounds continued. The lotus battle armor chimed softly, clear and sonorous, as five-colored metallic light flowed over it. Li Xiaoman stood graceful and slender, covered in divine armor, holding a silver phoenix halberd.

She slowly raised the phoenix halberd, silver light shimmering like a streak of moonlight. A clear, ethereal, and melodious phoenix cry emanated as the silver halberd gleamed with a cold chill.

Covered by the five-colored divine armor, Li Xiaoman exuded an otherworldly aura; her skin seemed to glow with a sacred translucence. She pointed the battle halberd at Ye Fan from a distance, a hint of killing intent emerging.

"I didn't expect that you would ultimately point your halberd at me," Ye Fan said, staring at the beautiful woman who was both familiar and strange.

Both from the other end of the starry sky, they had once shared a love affair. Yet, they were now destined to face each other in a life-or-death struggle. He had never expected such a day would come.

Li Xiaoman said not a word, but simply advanced step by step, her silver phoenix halberd pointed at Ye Fan's chest, filling the air with killing intent.

Ye Fan knew that everything between them was long in the past. He had originally thought that even if they met, it would be a calm encounter, but he had never expected such a life-and-death situation.

He felt there was no real enmity between them; it was truly unexpected and inexplicable that things had developed to this point, without any logical reason.

"Are you truly so heartless as to attack me?" Ye Fan asked, looking at her calmly.

A moment of silence. With a "clang," Li Xiaoman lowered her phoenix halberd and spoke calmly: "Go."

"Why should I go? I haven't eliminated Hua Yunfei yet."

"Then you wish to stay and fight me?" Li Xiaoman's voice was calm, yet it held a distinct coldness.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you two?!" Ye Fan stood on the black war chariot, facing the two figures alone.

"You are forcing my hand." Li Xiaoman's lotus battle armor flickered, radiating waves of rippling light. The silver war halberd in her hand became even more brilliant.

Ye Fan let out a loud laugh, though it held a hint of sadness. After all, they were from the same starry sky and had once shared a past, yet now they faced each other like this. "Come at me, both of you!" he challenged.

"Help me restrain that black dragon chariot," Li Xiaoman said to Hua Yunfei. She felt a slight apprehension toward the king-tier divine weapon, but she wasn't overly concerned, for the phoenix halberd in her hand was truly extraordinary.

"Alright!" Hua Yunfei nodded. The large star hovering above his head grew even more scorching, filling the sky as it pressed down on the black ancient war chariot.

Li Xiaoman's lotus battle armor stirred, emitting a clanging sound. She finally attacked with her silver war halberd, which trailed a streak of light like a coiling galaxy.

The phoenix war halberd in her hand seemed to have a life of its own, inhaling and exhaling the essence of heaven and earth. It emitted a phoenix cry, and then a silver divine phoenix soared from it, charging forward.

Li Xiaoman swung the war halberd, slashing diagonally towards Ye Fan's neck. It was a ruthless, merciless strike, intending to cleave off his head—utterly decisive.

At the same time, Hua Yunfei activated the large star, fully suppressing the black ancient war chariot, making it impossible for Ye Fan to use the king-tier divine weapon against his enemies, leaving him struggling to cope.

Ye Fan sneered, swinging the God-Striking Whip. It struck the silver war halberd, emitting a clear, cloud-piercing sound, like a massive bronze bell roaring.

He stood firm and unmoving on the war chariot. "You're still not good enough!" he declared.

Li Xiaoman's body trembled violently, sending her flying backward a great distance, but she was unharmed. Two golden rays burst from her pupils, emitting a powerful aura, and she let out a soft cry.

At that moment, a mysterious wave of divine power surged forth. Her eyes transformed into golden pupils, and her entire being took on an inexplicable divine charm, as if a holy spirit had descended.

This was a very strange transformation; her entire body flowed with golden light, as if a deity had descended. Behind her, a terrifying scene appeared.

An unknown existence loomed high above, like a god. At its feet, many golden-bodied Arhats lay prostrate, and even Bodhisattvas, their sacred blood flowing.

Li Xiaoman became somewhat eerie; her pale golden eyes, as they opened and closed, shot out two terrifying beams of light, yet her entire being grew even more sacred and inviolable.

Her cloud-like hair was almost turning golden, and her lotus battle armor seemed cast from gold, slowly changing color. Only the extraordinary phoenix halberd in her hand remained silver, shining with holy light.

"This powerful force is definitely beyond the Dao Palace secret realm..." Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. He felt that something was very wrong with Li Xiaoman.

Li Xiaoman seemed cast from gold, her skin translucent, yet enveloped in golden holy light. As she approached step by step, without a trace of mortal aura, she exuded an indescribable pressure, her presence starkly different from her original temperament.

"Whose power is this?!" Ye Fan roared, taking the initiative to attack. He drove the black war chariot, swinging the God-Striking Whip forward.

The great star in the sky trembled violently, blocking the ancient war chariot. Hua Yunfei intercepted with the power of the Flying Immortal, preventing Ye Fan from approaching.

"Clang!"

Li Xiaoman attacked. The phoenix war halberd in her hand chimed softly, transforming into a divine phoenix that charged over, colliding violently with the God-Striking Whip. This time, it was an even match.

Ye Fan didn't believe she could cultivate to such a realm. That golden holy power definitely didn't belong to her; it was eerie and mysterious, making him extremely wary, yet he couldn't grasp the situation.

He was not afraid. Using the 'Dou' character secret to evolve the Taiji diagram, he stood on the dragon chariot, wielding the God-Striking Whip, battling Li Xiaoman. His divine power was inexhaustible, his vitality burning fiercely like an eternal divine furnace.

"Come to your deaths, both of you!" Ye Fan sneered, having elevated his combat power to the Eight Forbidden domain.

Hua Yunfei let out a hearty laugh. His Grand Dao treasure vase floated up and down, and he decisively attacked, wielding his Phoenix-Winged Gold-Plated Rake. He was not a rigid person; the concept of a fair one-on-one duel was mere fleeting smoke to him. He acted without inhibitions.

Ye Fan, already battling a formidable opponent, now faced even greater difficulty with the arrival of powerful reinforcement.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled. Li Xiaoman's body flowed with sacred divine radiance, as if draped in a divine diagram, and one golden miniature vortex after another appeared on her body's surface.

Each golden vortex seemed connected to a world, profound and unfathomable. Inside each, a golden figure sat cross-legged, solemn and dignified, like a sleeping deity.

Ye Fan used the golden Taiji diagram to repel Hua Yunfei, disintegrating the power of the Flying Immortal and causing him to suffer minor injuries again. Then, like a flood dragon, he charged towards Li Xiaoman.

A vast celestial sound rang out. Li Xiaoman was enveloped in golden light, and from the three hundred and sixty-five golden miniature vortices, divine sounds like Buddhist chants emanated.

"What is this?!"

Ye Fan's body trembled violently. If not for the golden Taiji diagram blocking him and his immunity to all techniques, he would likely have had his ear bones pierced by this mysterious celestial sound, which would have then plunged into his mind.

"Boom!"

He activated the 'Dou' character secret, swinging the God-Striking Whip towards Li Xiaoman's head, using irresistible divine power to shatter all techniques and even the void!

The sky collapsed, and Li Xiaoman retreated. But the three hundred and sixty-five golden miniature vortices on her body became even more profound, emitting sky-piercing radiance.

The vast celestial sound, like a world-destroying millstone, rotated, its divine notes shredding everything as they continuously clashed with the golden Taiji diagram, possessing immense power.

"Thud!"

The boundless void shattered into pieces under this vast divine sound; only the three hundred and sixty-five golden vortices continued to rotate.

"Boom!"

The golden Taiji diagram trembled violently. Ye Fan, with his Eight Forbidden combat power, attacked broadly and fiercely, elevating his strength to its absolute limit. He shattered the dazzling golden light and slammed down the God-Striking Whip.

"Thud!"

A terrible thing happened: from each of the three hundred and sixty-five golden vortices, a divine light shot out, transforming into a golden palm that blocked the God-Striking Whip.

Otherwise, the wooden whip, shaped like a sword-club, would surely have broken Li Xiaoman's bones and torn her tendons; she would not have been able to withstand it at all.

"This is not your power!" Ye Fan's heart trembled violently. He felt a dangerous aura that seemed familiar, yet he couldn't identify its owner.

Li Xiaoman let out a soft cry, her eyes blazing with golden light like a female war god. A sheet of golden light flew out from within her body, like an ancient scroll.

The three hundred and sixty-five golden vortices were all on this scroll. Detaching from her body, they transformed into a diagram that enveloped Ye Fan, intending to suppress him.

At that instant, Dao sounds, Buddhist chants, and sacrificial songs, vast, solemn, sacred, and peaceful, descended from the golden ancient scroll, as if piercing through time from ancient eras!

Ye Fan vaguely saw that in the three hundred and sixty-five golden vortices, the seated golden figures all opened their eyes. They were undoubtedly all one being, their identical gazes belonging to a single, unique deity.

"Boom!"

Buddhist chants resounded throughout heaven and earth. A golden temple, formed from celestial sounds, descended from the sky. Inside, golden-bodied Arhats bled, Bodhisattvas lay dead, and seven-colored divine blood flowed—a terrifying sight that pressed down on Ye Fan.

"Whose power is this? I must have seen it before..." A trace of unease settled in Ye Fan's heart.

"Boom!"

At the same time, Hua Yunfei activated his great star, which also descended, carrying the king-tier divine weapon to mercilessly grind away Ye Fan's divine power.

Ye Fan roared. Within the golden Taiji diagram, he transformed into a dragon-shaped Dao mark. With both hands, he manipulated yin and yang, evolving the power of life and death, single-handedly resisting the two masters!

At this moment, the golden Taiji diagram, the dragon chariot, and the God-Striking Whip merged, solidifying into a single entity.

The great star above Hua Yunfei's head trembled, and cracks appeared on his form. The golden temple also shook violently, struggling to remain stable.

Ye Fan let out a long howl, his combat power surging as he elevated to the Eight Forbidden domain. Soaring into the sky, he directly confronted the two powerhouses.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the perfected golden Taiji diagram merged with the dragon chariot, unleashing a surging power like an ocean.

"Thud!"

Hua Yunfei suffered severe injuries and flew backward along with the great star. At the same time, Li Xiaoman's body also shook violently, and she spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

Ye Fan's eyes were cold. Transforming into a streak of divine light, he gave chase, intent on killing them both. "Even if you join forces, it's useless!" he declared.