Chapter 729: Sanctuary

**Chapter 732: Sacred Domain**

"Eight moves to kill me... Eight moves to kill me..." the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King repeated, his voice growing louder, like a sea of thunder roaring across the sky.

He retracted his dragon body and transformed into a young man. In his left hand, he held a divine shield, and in his right, a Nine-Dragon Auspicious Divine Spear, which he pointed towards the heavens as he roared, "No one has ever dared to look down on me like this!"

With a whoosh, he transformed into a divine rainbow and descended. The spear in his hand, crafted like a ruby, was crystal clear and gleamed like blooming blood. Nine lifelike true dragons coiled around its shaft, their nine heads converging at the tip to jointly unleash a segment of sharp, blood-red spear aura!

This single spear condensed all his Dao power. The nine dragons exhaled a brilliant light, and the spear tip, transparent like a blood diamond, shimmered, causing hearts to tremble. It pierced through dozens of miles of sky with a bone-chilling coldness, instantly arriving before Ye Fan.

"What a treasure!" Ye Fan exclaimed in admiration. It was forged from blood diamonds, a type of Nine Heavens Divine Jade, making it the top choice for crafting king-tier divine weapons. It could even evolve into a Saint's weapon, renowned for its indestructible nature.

He met the spear with his bare hands, his golden palm and fingers striking a shower of sparks from it. Each spark resembled a falling meteor, collapsing the void and plunging into the sea, where it would instantly vaporize vast amounts of water.

The Nine-headed Flood Dragon King sneered. With a shake of his Nine-Dragon Blood Diamond Divine Spear, it seemed to come alive. Its crystalline, blood-red aura pulsed, emitting a terrifying ripple even sharper than a blade.

With a bang, the ripple struck Ye Fan's golden fingers, causing them to tremble slightly. But this was not the end; the nine dragons illuminated and roared, unleashing nine successive waves of divine power.

The Dao power stacked! Nine surges of force, each more powerful than the last, combined into one. This combined attack had once pierced through six sect masters, staining the red spear with their blood, a testament to its brutal power.

The Nine-headed Flood Dragon, a master of the Second Layer of the Celestial Stage, and standing on the ninth small step, had touched the realm of the Seven Prohibitions. He was known as the foremost rising expert of the North Sea. When he unleashed such a full-power spear strike, it was enough to make ghosts wail and gods howl.

Between heaven and earth, dark winds howled, yellow clouds gathered, and blood rained down. In this terrifying scene, the red spear transformed into an eternal ray of bloody light!

At this critical moment, Ye Fan could no longer hold back. He transformed into a Golden Taiji Circle. His left hand represented the Supreme Yin, and his right hand the Supreme Yang, as points of yin and yang divine light flew forth.

A brilliant light erupted in the void; it was the collision of ultimate Yin and ultimate Yang, with divine light that seemed to revert to chaos shining brightly.

With a clang, the dragon spear, which had condensed all the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King's Dao power, was struck high into the air, emitting a mournful cry. The nine dragons began to retreat, and their light instantly dimmed.

In ancient times, this Blood Diamond Divine Spear was forged only after infusing it with the souls of nine flood dragons, thus endowing it with the power of ancient dragons. Combined with the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King's exceptional talent, capable of uprooting mountains, it had always been an unstoppable force.

However, at this moment, it was suppressed, losing its former brilliance and proving unable to resist!

Simultaneously, Ye Fan's Human Body Golden Taiji Circle unleashed a terrifying domain power, creating a quagmire of flowing Yin and Yang sacred energy.

The Nine-headed Flood Dragon King's expression changed. He was almost completely immobilized, trapped within the domain power unleashed by the golden circle.

This was a terrifying predicament. Everyone knew that the Sacred Body's physical form was unparalleled. Within such a specific domain, who could possibly be its match?

It could be said, this was Ye Fan's exclusive "Sacred Domain"!

Once locked within this Sacred Domain, Ye Fan was virtually invincible, capable of tearing apart all his foes with his bare hands, rendering any other great achievements meaningless.

"Break for me!" the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King roared, completely panicked. Through his carelessness, he had fallen into a death trap and struggled desperately.

The Golden Taiji Circle expanded infinitely, forming a terrifying domain. This was Ye Fan's first time showcasing it, and it was one of the fruits of his four years of arduous cultivation.

He swiftly charged forward, his left hand representing the Supreme Yin and his right the Supreme Yang, striking down one after the other.

With a clang, the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King used his divine shield to block the terrifying attack. However, without any suspense, the ancient shield was shattered.

"You are already at this level; wielding the Nine-Dragon Battle Spear should be enough. Yet, you use a shield for protection, showing a lack of indomitable courage. You fear shattering your myth of invincibility, but today, you are ultimately destined to fall!" Ye Fan declared.

"Break through!" At this moment, the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King panicked. Ye Fan was closing in, and he was about to run out of options.

A dazzling brilliance erupted beneath his feet, while blood sprayed from his mouth as a terrifying divine power surged forth.

With a hum, the void violently vibrated. He was attempting to break through the Golden Taiji Circle, to burst out of this Sacred Domain and ascend to the high heavens. The Nine-headed Flood Dragon King glowed intensely, as if his entire body were ablaze.

"Those are the Heaven-Ascending Steps!" someone whispered from afar, seemingly in awe.

Legend had it that the Reverse Dragon Heaven-Ascending Ladder, with each step stained in blood, caused heaven and earth to mourn in unison, and its divine power awed the world. This technique had been lost for countless years.

This footwork possessed terrifying power. As the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King took his first step, the Golden Taiji Circle became unstable, shaking violently.

A dragon-shaped divine light enveloped him, and he was about to break through. But at that very moment, Ye Fan gave him no chance. He flipped his hand and struck down, his palm transforming into a massive seal – precisely the Heaven-Overturning Seal!

With a splat, like a precious seal pressed down by the Heavenly Emperor himself, it branded itself onto the sky, enveloping the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King and causing him to explode into a shower of shattered bones on the spot.

A dragon's roar caused the North Sea to churn. The Nine-headed Flood Dragon King reappeared, having lost his second head and his second life, yet he remained trapped within the golden circle.

He roared, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood, and took his second step, managing to break out halfway. Before he could take a third step, Ye Fan struck down with the Human King Seal, shattering him once more.

"The Reverse Dragon Heaven-Ascending Steps, an astonishing footwork capable of shattering the heavens, yet it barely managed to break through that golden circle. How terrifying!" an unparalleled master exclaimed.

The Nine-headed Flood Dragon King, resurrected yet again, finally broke through the Taiji Circle domain this time, escaping the threat of the Sacred Domain.

Indeed, each step was stained with blood, and heaven and earth mourned in unison. He had paid an enormous price and suffered severe injuries.

The Reverse Dragon Heaven-Ascending Steps, originally a peerless offensive footwork rumored to traverse all worlds, had merely allowed him to barely resist the Golden Circle and escape. It had not even unleashed a fraction of its true power. He knew he was utterly defeated that day and could no longer fight.

Using this astonishing technique, he ascended towards the heavens. As he took his seventh step, he nearly crossed dimensional space, on the verge of disappearing from the area.

What made his soul tremble with fear, however, was that Ye Fan had not been shaken off. Instead, he was practically glued to the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King's back, closely pursuing him.

What kind of footwork was that, capable of keeping pace with the Reverse Dragon Heaven-Ascending Steps? This question baffled everyone, leaving many utterly dumbfounded.

Finally, a large golden hand reached down. The Golden Circle, now transformed into a Sacred Domain, appeared within its palm, trapping the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King inside.

No matter how much he struggled against fate, he could not escape Ye Fan's grasp. The Reverse Dragon Heaven-Ascending Steps pierced through the void, but ultimately, he could not break free.

"Heh," Ye Fan chuckled softly. He slowly closed his palm and squeezed tightly. The Nine-headed Flood Dragon King roared unwillingly, but his efforts were futile, and he was crushed into dust.

Moreover, this time, after Ye Fan's fingers closed, he continued to grind, his golden fingers relentlessly pressing like millstones. Even if the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King had nine more lives, it wouldn't be enough, for he was trapped within the "Sacred Domain."

In the end, he could not escape Ye Fan's palm and was ground to death within it. His lifelong myth of invincibility was shattered, and his first major defeat resulted in his permanent erasure from the world.

Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at the golden hand that covered the sky. The sight of the terrifying Sacred Domain appearing within its palm-world sent chills down many people's spines.

Everything dispersed with the wind; the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King could never appear again. Only a battle spear, coiled with nine dragons and as clear as a ruby, fell from the sky and landed in Ye Fan's hand.

He stood holding the spear, gazing at Red Sun and the Supreme Yin Divine Son in the distance. "It's your turn," he declared, "come at me, both of you."

In the distant sky, there was a deafening silence. People watched quietly, awestruck. Ye Fan's combat prowess was unimaginably strong; he had even slaughtered the foremost rising talent of the North Sea.

In front of such a crowd, how could Red Sun and the Supreme Yin Divine Son possibly bring themselves to engage in a group battle? Regardless of their morality, powerful individuals possessed their own pride and dignity.

In the current era, they were all young prodigies, invincible within their respective domains. Each harbored an unshakeable belief in their own invincibility and could not tolerate a single defeat.

For on the path of grand cultivation, there were few who could afford to fail. Repeated defeats would shatter one's confidence, leading to the permanent loss of opportunity.

Red Sun stepped forward. The Golden Crow Race and Ye Fan had an irreconcilable blood feud. Even though Ye Fan was terrifying, Red Sun had no choice but to step out. If he were to retreat now, he would never be able to hold his head high again.

Furthermore, even if he tried to flee, he would surely fail. He had already realized that Ye Fan would undoubtedly pursue him for thousands of miles, and at such a speed, no one could escape.

Red Sun advanced, stepping through the void, and arrived above the sea, entering the battlefield. Everyone watching from behind remained silent.

As the youngest brother of the Golden Crow King, his background was terrifyingly significant. He was considered the youngest paramount figure of his race, truly a prodigy of his generation.

Everyone was anticipating this to be a peak battle between a heaven-blessed genius of the Golden Crow Race and the suddenly appearing young man named Ye!

With a rustle, a golden ancient tree appeared behind Red Sun, shaking down thousands of divine lights. He did not disappoint, immediately displaying the ancient legendary phenomenon of the Golden Crow Race!

It was a Fusang Divine Tree, its golden leaves rustling loudly. Nine ancestral crows perched upon its branches, each gazing down upon the world with disdain, as if poised to cross the ancient expanse of time and space to swoop down.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan revealed a faint, cold smile. The Sacred Body had been absent from the Ziwei Ancient Starfield for far too long; it had been forgotten by many.

In fact, even in ancient times, its appearances were fleeting, never dominating the world for long, unlike the Big Dipper Starfield where nine generations appeared consecutively, known to all.

In this world, only those with special physiques, such as the Heavenly Demon Matron, would seriously pursue and understand its true nature.

"You know I possess the Sacred Body, yet you still dare to display your phenomenon? I will grant you your wish," Ye Fan declared. At that moment, various lights surged forth from his body.

All his phenomena—the Immortal King Descending Nine Heavens, the Golden Sea of Suffering, the Splendid Rivers and Mountains, the Yin-Yang Diagram, the Three-Leaf Green Lotus—melted into one, appearing as if the heavens and earth were being created anew, resembling a primordial chaotic world.

The ultimate phenomenon was still not fully formed, yet it allowed all his individual phenomena to merge and manifest simultaneously!

To this day, it had not yet fully evolved, hinting at the unpredictable and terrifying power of this ultimate phenomenon.

With a boom, Ye Fan's phenomenon unleashed a terrifying consequence, instantly engulfing heaven and earth and covering the skies above the North Sea.

Red Sun cried out loudly, his heart filled with terror. His own phenomenon was suppressed, rendered utterly useless, and he himself was completely unable to move.

Once the Sacred Body's phenomenon emerged, all other phenomena in the world reverted to nothingness, effectively conquering everything under heaven!

This world understood too little about the Sacred Body. They only knew of its unparalleled physical form but were unaware of this terrifying aspect.

Ye Fan swooped down, his eyes sharp as knives. Holding the Nine-Dragon Blood Diamond Divine Spear, he aimed directly at Red Sun's crown and plunged it down.

With a splat, a ray of blood-light shot up. The red spear pierced through the top of his head, not only impaling his body but also nailing down his primordial spirit!

Everyone present was stunned. Red Sun's combat prowess was incredibly powerful, even considered more terrifying than the Nine-headed Flood Dragon King, yet he was killed with a single strike!

Everyone was petrified. The younger brother of the invincible Golden Crow King, a dignified paramount figure of his generation, had fallen just like that. It was nothing short of a myth.

On the vast black sea, Ye Fan stood alone, holding the spear aloft with one hand, impaling the body of the Golden Crow Race's heaven-blessed genius. It was a terrifying sight, becoming an indelible image, as if he were a divine demon!