Chapter 655: Purgatory Sacred Soul

Chapter 659: Purgatorial Holy Soul

The Yin-Yang Death Curse was the ultimate attack unleashed by successive Yin-Yang Sect Masters before their deaths. Whether one was a Holy Lord or a Demon Lord, if struck by it, escape was impossible.

Illusory scenes of the Asura Hell and the Ten Halls of Yama emerged, revealing one dark, imposing, and terrifying palace after another, as if one had arrived in a realm of death.

A silver figure, less than a palm's height, was the manifestation of the Yin-Yang Sect Master's life's combat power. In his final strike, he gathered all his life's strength, transforming it into a blinding light that enveloped Ye Fan.

"It's over, Little Ye Zi can't escape!""This is bad, the Yin-Yang Death Curse is unsolvable. Anyone struck by it is doomed!"Behind them, those who cared for Ye Fan turned pale. Even a Great Power arriving would be useless; anyone touching it would die, with no way to counter it.

"Little Ye Zi, hold on!" Ji Ziyue sat cross-legged in the void, radiating divine light. She borrowed immense power from heaven and earth for her brother, activating a crimson-gold divine lamp. This was a damaged holy weapon left by an ancient sage of the Ji family. Though greatly flawed and incomparable to a true inherited holy artifact, it possessed unparalleled might, easily capable of slaying a Holy Lord.

The invaluable crimson-gold divine lamp was guarded by three Great Powers who arrived for this purpose. They joined forces to assist Ji Haoyue, fueling the lamp with the essence of a Divine King.

The ancient lamp flickered, having burned continuously since ancient times. The red divine metal glowed with brilliant crimson light, and from the dazzling flame, a divine phoenix soared into the sky, its cry echoing through the nine heavens.

The Crimson Blood Divine Phoenix swept across the sky, obliterating countless array patterns. The mountains ahead instantly ignited like paper, turning to ash.Meanwhile, a black and red ancient mirror appeared, floating up and down. One side was as black as ink, the other as red as blood, emitting a beam of Yin-Yang death light.

The Crimson Blood Divine Phoenix continuously collided with the ancient mirror. In mere moments, the endless mountains were reduced to dust, with nothing left. During this process, nearly everyone hiding in the area perished, including two Great Powers who could not escape. This terrifying sight made those further away tremble. These were merely incomplete replicas of ancient sages' weapons, not true inherited holy artifacts.

"The might of a sage is unshakeable. A single drop of their essence blood is enough to kill a peak Holy Lord. Even a damaged weapon, though largely worn down, is still irresistible.""Little Ye Zi..." everyone exclaimed. Although the Crimson Blood Divine Phoenix was powerful, it merely hovered around Ye Fan, unable to dive down. The Yin-Yang ancient mirror blocked its path, incredibly terrifying, breathing in and out the power of heaven and earth, making close approach impossible. Even if it could get close, it would be difficult to resolve the curse, and it might even turn the phoenix into ash.

At this moment, Ye Fan felt as if thousands of arrows were piercing his heart. The Yin-Yang Death Curse enveloped his body, aiming to sever his soul. This was an insidious, pervasive power, extremely difficult to defend against. Outside his body, various phenomena emerged: picturesque landscapes, an immortal king descending upon the nine heavens, and a golden bitter sea. However, the most effective phenomenon was the Yin-Yang Life-Death Diagram. It became entangled with the death curse, continuously evolving, as a Yin-Yang diagram rose and fell, radiating an intimidating aura, surrounded by Infernal Halls and the Ten Directions of Purgatory.

"Ye Zi, hold on!" Pang Bo roared, unleashing the Nine Slashes of the Demon Emperor, imbued with his vital essence, ready to strike.*Bang!*A Great Power from the Ji family clapped a hand on him, guiding his vital essence back into his body, saying, "It's useless; you'll only sacrifice yourself."

"What should we do then?" Ji Ziyue asked. After a moment's thought, she opened her mouth and exhaled a stream of divine light, which shot towards Ye Fan like a ribbon."Ziyue, what are you doing?" Ji Haoyue exclaimed in shock. The "Bright Moon Rising from the Sea" phenomenon appeared, with boundless, shimmering green seas and a rising full moon, blocking the divine light."This secret treasure has merged with your primordial spirit. You cannot unleash it, nor can it be destroyed, or you will perish!" The Great Powers of the Ji family were terrified out of their wits and quickly intervened to stop her.

*Whoosh!*The divine light trembled, was forcibly pulled back, and re-entered Ji Ziyue's body. She swayed slightly and said, "This is the divine artifact from the Bronze Immortal Palace; it should be able to break the death curse. I'll be fine.""No, you haven't fully merged with it! Recklessly using it now will surely lead to a death calamity and great disaster!" An elder of the Ji family quickly sealed her, fearing she would act rashly.

From a distance, everyone was astonished. They knew Ji Ziyue possessed a secret treasure, but they hadn't realized its profound origin. Eons ago, someone carried out half an "immortal corpse" from the Bronze Immortal Palace. It was then equally divided among the most powerful holy lands in the Eastern Wasteland, and the Ji family obtained an immortal treasure from it, which they had nurtured within Ji Ziyue. Back then, in Dongying, Little Nannan had shown surprise, saying Ji Ziyue had a treasure within her—this very item.

The Yin-Yang Life-Death Curse was unique. It was all-pervasive and could not be resisted by various secret arts. Once it locked onto a person, it would go straight to their origin.

*Boom!*Ye Fan's body shook violently as the Yin-Yang Death Curse entered him. His vitality extinguished, and death qi surged, threatening to destroy everything within him."Suppress!" he whispered. Nine ancient characters appeared and merged into his body. The nine Emperor Characters from the Dao Scripture flowed in like mercury, instantly moving to suppress the Yin-Yang Life-Death Curse.

"No, his cultivation level is too low! Even with the Great Emperor's array patterns, he can't truly activate them or unleash their full effect!" a Great Power from the Ji family observed from afar. The Yin-Yang Death Curse burned Ye Fan's divine power, destroying his vitality. It rampaged within his body, trying to devour him and completely transform him into a corpse. This was not an ordinary attack but a sinister curse of resentment, incredibly insidious, impossible to guard against. Once it locked onto a person's aura, it would persist until they were utterly annihilated.

"Immortal-Sealing Six Seals!"In Ye Fan's eyes, runes flickered, along with boundless stars. He used his divine sense to engrave dense patterns, like a vast starry sky, within his own body.*Boom!*Divine flames blazed fiercely, but they were still useless. The Yin-Yang Death Curse could not be obliterated; it originated from a fundamental essence between heaven and earth, something intangible and formless.

"Ah..." Ye Fan cried out. His golden blood flowed rapidly throughout his body, and his heart thundered like a celestial drum, its vibrations causing a ringing in people's ears. The Yin-Yang Death Curse could kill a Holy Lord; it was only due to his powerful physique that he had resisted until now. One after another, Yin-Yang runes, filled with death qi, appeared on Ye Fan's skin.

"Little Ye Zi!" Li Heishui and others cried out, fretting but helpless. Ye Fan struggled to raise the wolf-fang greatclub in his hand. This was borrowed from Dongfang Ye and could unleash a sliver of the might of an ancient sage's weapon, but it was completely useless now. Unless he destroyed himself, there was simply no way; the curse was formless and had long since merged with him.

Ye Fan trembled, sitting cross-legged in the void. Chanting sounds echoed through the heavens from within his four great secret realms: Wheel of Life, Dao Palace, Four Extremities, and Transformation into Dragon. He cultivated four powerful ancient scriptures, which, though incomplete, were unparalleled when combined, containing supreme profound truths of the Great Dao. The scriptures roared like thunder, dragons, phoenixes, and Qilin, reverberating through the nine heavens, constantly shifting, causing the world to lose its color, yet they still struggled to erase the curse.

"The Sacred Body is astonishing! He possesses various secret arts. If he reached the Holy Lord realm, he would be virtually invincible, and breaking the Yin-Yang Death Curse would be no problem. However, his current cultivation is too low!" several Great Powers of the Ji family exclaimed in shock."A death curse formed by a living fossil sacrificing his life couldn't instantly destroy him! This is truly terrifying!" People from hostile factions felt a chill in their hearts. Such a Sacred Body was truly formidable; who could stand against him once he matured?

"Break for me!" Ye Fan roared, but it was still futile. The death curse was intangible and formless, intertwined with his very essence. A fatal blow from a living fossil was simply beyond his current realm to resolve. After countless attempts and efforts, all proved fruitless. Ye Fan became desperate and stopped resisting, instead drawing the death curse deeper into the core of his Wheel of Life. At present, two pieces of green copper lay there, completely unreactive and serene. He aimed the curse at these Central Province treasures.

*Boom!*Endless light burst from his body, and death qi boiled like a steaming pot, erupting in all directions. "The Sacred Body can still hold on..." People could barely believe it. The Yin-Yang Death Curse surged into his Wheel of Life, crashed against the two pieces of green copper, and was immediately repelled, mostly dispersed, forced out of the divine spring eye of the Wheel of Life.

"Bastards!" Ye Fan cursed. The ancient copper pieces remained utterly still, shaking back the death curse, then settling down like unmoving boulders, doing absolutely nothing.

Finally, his expression changed. The curse surged towards his Sea of Consciousness, aiming to destroy his spirit! While the physical body could be restored if it collapsed, the destruction of the divine sense meant the complete annihilation of the person. Ye Fan let out a long cry. Left with no choice, he prepared to abandon his physical body and let his divine consciousness escape first. At his glabella, the golden lake pulsed, and a golden miniature figure identical to him stepped out, about to shoot into the sky. However, the death qi, like a vast abyss, cut off his path, trapping him before his glabella, making escape impossible.

"This is bad. The most terrifying aspect of the Yin-Yang Death Curse has manifested: it burns everything, destroys every spirit!"Everyone who understood retreated, trembling in fear. The horrifying death curse was fully activated, leaving no room for resolution. "Heaven and earth as a furnace, Yin and Yang as fire, forging spirits, destroying all living beings!" This was the Yin-Yang Death Curse, created by the most powerful generation of ancient sages. Legend has it that in his later years, when he was unrivaled under heaven, he encountered an extraterrestrial deity, destroying his own physique and obliterating his spirit.

Heaven and earth became a bronze furnace, and the death curse, like fire, blazed fiercely, scorching Ye Fan's physical body and refining his divine consciousness.

*Rustle!*The golden miniature figure, formed from Ye Fan's divine consciousness, opened its mouth and inhaled, drawing an ancient map from the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron and draping it over itself. The map, shimmering with stars like a cosmic chart and flowing with a dream-like luster, was precisely the immortal treasure brought out from the Primordial Chaos Myriad Dragon Nest, which had been previously held by the Combat Saint Emperor and Empress Ruthless.

*Boom!*The death curse fully erupted, yet it failed to instantly destroy Ye Fan, only burning him to the point of near disintegration."He's not dead yet!" From afar, hostile factions felt a chill in their hearts. The Sacred Body's vitality was too powerful; even with a secret treasure protecting him, he shouldn't be able to last this long."Little Ye Zi, hold on! If you can't break it, just exhaust the curse's power!" Ji Ziyue cried out."Exactly! We've already exhausted the Yin-Yang Sect Master to death; now, exhaust his death curse too! Make him die in vain, leaving only regret!" Pang Bo and others also shouted.

"He can only last for half an hour at most!""Maybe he can even last a day, who knows!"Hidden enemies sneered, many preparing to collect his corpse there.

One hour, two hours, three hours...One day, two days, three days...Ye Fan truly held on. After a full eight days, he was still alive, clinging on by a thread!

"Damn it, is he a reincarnation of a nine-tailed cat?""Damn him, how is he still alive?!"Hostile individuals couldn't sit still, but there was nothing they could do. Eight days had passed, which had long alarmed the Qishi Mansion. Several powerful Deputy Mansion Masters had arrived, setting up a ten-directional grand formation to guard the area.

Ten days, twenty days, thirty days...A month passed. Ye Fan's bones were scorched exposed, his flesh almost withered, but he was still alive.

"Why isn't he dead yet?!""Little Ye Zi, hold on! The power of the death curse is almost exhausted!"The reactions from hostile and friendly parties were starkly different, but one thing was the same: their emotions were agitated, unable to calm down. This time, the manifestation of the Yin-Yang Death Curse, failing to refine Ye Fan after a month, shocked all major forces in the Central Province. Many prominent figures came to observe. Not to mention the talents within the Qishi Mansion and numerous young masters from the Central Province, all rushed over, with people watching the center of the arena daily.

Forty-nine days passed in a flash. Ye Fan's physical body was almost incinerated, his bones protruding, flesh decaying, and golden blood nearly dried up. This was a purgatorial torment, and his divine consciousness flickered unsteadily. The golden miniature figure remained motionless, seated before his glabella, engulfed by the fire of the death curse. Ye Fan knew he could endure not only because the Sacred Body's vitality surpassed others but also because of the green copper pieces and the starry sky map. Though they seemed inactive, they played a crucial role. Heaven and earth, transformed into a terrifying divine furnace with Yin and Yang as its fire, truly materialized, trapping Ye Fan within to be forged.

*Boom!*On the forty-ninth day, the sky suddenly thundered with lightning, and fierce winds raged. Blazing electrical currents poured down, like the Silver River plummeting from the nine heavens."This is insane! He's undergoing tribulation now!""Forty-nine days of torment couldn't refine him to death, but he's breaking through at this very moment!""How is this possible? The Sacred Body is too terrifying! Did the Yin-Yang Sect Master die in vain? He actually triggered a heavenly tribulation at the brink of death, using it to ascend to another level!"Everyone found it incredible. Ye Fan was too resilient; he endured forty-nine days of refinement without yielding and then broke through at such a critical juncture. It was truly monstrous.

*Boom!*Ten thousand feet of lightning descended from the sky, more terrifying than any previous heavenly tribulation, because this time it was a breakthrough to a major secret realm, not a minor one. The tribulation induced by reaching the complete Transformation into Dragon realm, where the dragon leaps to the Immortal Altar, was horrifyingly grand! Within Ye Fan's withered body, a great dragon along his spine lifted its head, soaring directly towards the Immortal Altar, becoming an eternal divine light, looking down upon all under heaven. This dragon had truly revived and now was advancing to a higher realm, spitting out an immortal pearl that transformed into a supreme Immortal Altar!