Chapter 731: Spirit Merging and Integration

This was no ordinary king-tier divine weapon; it was refined from the skull of an ancient saint, translucent like black jade, and terrifying beyond measure.

Were it not for special reasons, it would have long become an heirloom saint weapon. Even so, it was only a single step away, possessing immortal divine power within!

From its seven orifices, the aura of a saint surged forth, pressing down from high above. The seven openings billowed like smoke signals, creating a terrifying spectacle.

Even with Ye Fan's incredibly powerful physical body, he dared not directly confront this weapon. This was the skull of a saint, just one step away from sublimation; anyone who dared to clash with it would surely die.

"Eternal Banishment!"

Ye Fan used the Dou character secret technique to simulate Wang Teng's secret art, combining it with the Ji family's Great Void Art, executing a true and complex evolution.

He forcibly opened a dimensional gate, confronting the ancient saint's skull, and with a rumble, absorbed it inside, then completely closed the gate.

"What?!"

Exclamations of shock came from afar. Had this king-tier weapon, which was believed to have turned the tide of battle the moment it appeared, been dealt with so easily? Everyone held their breath.

With a soft "pop," not very loud, the entire sky was shattered. The skull flew back, tearing through that dimensional void to return. Nothing could stop it.

Ye Fan activated the Xing character secret technique, vanishing from his spot. With a "bang," that area of space became a massive black rift, pierced through by the skull.

At the same time, a power like the Milky Way cascading down from the heavens burst forth, affecting the entire Northern Sea, causing tsunamis across vast ocean regions and collapsing areas thousands of miles wide.

This was the ancient saint's skull; once activated, its divine power was vast and boundless, making it incredibly difficult to resist.

Ye Fan did not directly contend with it. His eyes gleamed as he aimed to carry out a decapitation strike; if he could just kill the Grand Yin Divine Son, the threat of the skull would naturally disappear.

However, achieving this was difficult; he couldn't silently sneak past.

"Clang!"

The Vajra Circle, an extraordinary divine artifact, violently clashed with the ominous demonic bell. The black bell waves carried various negative emotions, invading people's primordial spirits.

"Rustle!"

The Grand Yin Battle Flag also unfurled, like an ancient universe pressing down, but it was blocked by the Profound Magnetic Mountain. Both were locked in a stalemate.

The clash of these divine weapons also determined victory and defeat, life and death; each possessed boundless killing intent.

What surprised Ye Fan most was that the Golden Crow tribe's treasure flag had not been destroyed. Although its divine power was completely suppressed by the nine Underworld Bamboos, it remained unbroken.

"That's right," someone exclaimed in surprise, recognizing the origin of the eighty-one golden flags. "It was once a great artifact of the Golden Crow tribe in ancient times, but it was corrupted, its rank dropped, and it no longer possesses its former might."

"Boom!"

The dark skull attacked again. Ye Fan did not confront it head-on; each time, he would briefly touch it and instantly retreat, evading the weapon and seeking a battle opportunity.

At this moment, the other weapons finally determined a winner. The Profound Magnetic Mountain proved itself to be a "rough jade" with great potential for growth, fixing the black flag in place and piercing through it.

The Profound Magnetic Mountain soared, sweeping out dazzling light across the sky. If it could be refined to a sufficiently high rank, it could nullify any refined metal weapon.

At this point, it couldn't destroy the black king-tier demonic bell, but it caused interference, slowing its operation and greatly reducing the power of its black bell waves.

"Clang!"

As one weakened and the other grew stronger, the Vajra Circle remained unaffected. It transformed to the size of a millstone, smashing down like a full moon.

This was a grand collision between king-tier divine weapons. The space immediately collapsed, creating hundreds of thousands of black rifts extending for an unknown number of miles.

Their clash caused this entire world to rapidly sink, as if heading towards the end of days, with nothing left existing.

With a final chime, the black demonic bell shattered, its walls breaking into hundreds of fragments that flew in all directions.

Each fragment pierced through to create a spatial black hole, destroying everything in its path. The ocean below was instantly evaporated!

Ultimately, the king-tier demonic bell ceased to exist. The distant ocean surged wildly, only then filling the dried seabed and turning it into a vast expanse of water once more.

All this happened very quickly. A king-tier divine weapon was destroyed, and the distant onlookers stared in a daze, feeling that the Vajra Circle was too terrifying, capable of annihilating an ancient sect.

"Boom!"

On the other side, the eighty-one golden flags suddenly ignited. Even with their extraordinary material, they ultimately couldn't withstand the nine Underworld Bamboos.

"What do you sense? That's the aura of a saint!"

Someone exclaimed that the nine Underworld Bamboos had indeed destroyed the golden flags, charging out like human figures, transforming into nine black shadows rushing forward, each emitting a wisp of killing intent.

"That's right," someone explained. "Born in the netherworld, nurtured by the death aura of ancient saints after their demise, and imbued with Grand Yin Saint Power—that's how such demonic bamboos were cultivated!"

From afar, everyone's expressions changed. They had not expected the Grand Yin Divine Sect to dare such a thing; this could cultivate monstrous fiends defying the heavens, causing great trouble for themselves.

The nine Underworld Bamboos, like several emaciated old men, their entire bodies shining with black crystals, simultaneously arranged themselves in the void, shaking out nine streams of black light downwards, shooting down to kill.

"A wisp of a saint's might!"

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed coldly. These nine Underworld Bamboos were indeed heaven-defying, but fortunately, they had not yet fully matured. Otherwise, even those who had passed the Immortal Three Dao Slaying stage would be helpless.

He activated the Vajra Circle to meet them. Within the millstone-sized steel ring, an abyss formed, absorbing the nine streams of black light.

"Whoosh!"

However, the nine Underworld Bamboos were unaffected. They had already given birth to evil spirits and possessed independent consciousness, scattering and attacking Ye Fan.

Their threat was not much less than that of the skull. Tainted with a saint's death aura, a strike from them would truly be fatal, making survival difficult.

"Boom!"

The black skull underwent a transformation. The aura of the ancient saint grew increasingly potent, terrifying light actually lit up within its eye sockets, and the dense Dao patterns covering it began to swim.

At this moment, its divine power was many times greater than before, causing the distant onlookers to exclaim in alarm.

"Just one step away from becoming an ancient saint weapon!"

"This one weapon alone is enough to turn the tide of battle," someone remarked. "If the youth named Ye has no other methods, he will likely meet his end here."

The light beams in the skull's eye sockets grew brighter and brighter, incredibly terrifying. This was the "deity" incubated within it, long since enlightened, now revived and manifesting, becoming terrifying to the extreme.

"Boom!"

At this moment, from the crown of the skull, a brilliant light blazed like fire, and then a ten-thousand-zhang divine light suddenly burst forth, piercing through the firmament.

"It's over!" someone lamented. "The deity incubated within the skull has awakened! Now the youth named Ye is powerless to turn the tide."

Someone sighed inwardly, feeling sorry for Ye Fan; a divine artifact like this, just one step away from becoming an heirloom saint weapon, was absolutely invincible.

In the distance, the Grand Yin Divine Son's face turned pale. He was very weak, having expended a vast amount of primordial spirit power, but all of it was worth it.

As long as he could wield the ancient saint's skull as easily as his own arm, he was absolutely confident he could kill Ye Fan. Nothing could stop him.

At this moment, the situation was extremely perilous. The ancient saint's skull pressed down, and the nine Underworld Bamboos also swooped down like human figures, all possessing the aura of a saint.

Ye Fan unleashed his phenomena; various divine lights surged forth, numerous terrifying ancient phenomena linked together, as if creating heaven and earth, resembling a chaotic world.

Furthermore, his Golden Holy Domain also manifested, forming an eternal holy light that protected him. This was his invincible domain.

"That's..."

People were astonished to find that the Holy Body's phenomena were truly too powerful; after confronting the saint's skull, its descent speed significantly slowed.

What terrifying phenomena!

Daring to contend with a saint's might! If anyone else had used phenomena to block it, they would surely have been reduced to dust, with nothing left existing.

"It's useless. How many breaths can you withstand the skull?" the Grand Yin Divine Son said coldly. "At most five, then you will be erased from this world forever!"

At this moment, he had every reason to believe he had become the victor; the Holy Body was destined to perish, with no hope of survival.

"Your primordial spirit power is almost exhausted," Ye Fan said deeply. "I only need one breath!"

"Hum!"

At this moment, he activated the Bing character secret technique, instantly interfering with the skull and causing it to tremble violently.

"What?!" The Grand Yin Divine Son was horrified.

During the previous weapon clash, Ye Fan had not used the Bing character secret. He was waiting for the best battle opportunity, and now, at this critical moment, he delivered a strike.

At this moment, his physical body condensed into a Golden Taiji, incredibly resplendent, illuminating the sky, then rapidly evolving with infinite profundity, reaching ultimate sublimation.

"Swish!"

An eternal light flew out from between his eyebrows—a small golden figure identical to him, holding a small cauldron, faster than lightning, it struck towards the Grand Yin Divine Son.

Wuji gave birth to Taiji, which at the beginning of heaven and earth, brought all things into being. This is the Dao.

Ye Fan used his physical body to manifest Taiji, comprehending the Dao for many years, reversing its transformation and returning in reverse, reaching ultimate sublimation, giving rise to the Wuji transformation.

His physical body was the Golden Taiji, embodying various profound mysteries, transforming to the extreme. His primordial spirit, holding the cauldron, rushed out, reversing into Wuji—truly a divine transformation!

At this moment, space-time solidified; everything was still, heaven and earth, all things, stood motionless like a painting.

What was eternity, what was an instant? It was impossible to distinguish. Heaven and earth were silent, only a primordial spirit holding a cauldron flew.

At this moment, that small golden figure radiated immense light, illuminating the entire Northern Sea, piercing through the past, present, and future!

In its embrace, the Cauldron of Myriad Things Mother Qi was only one inch tall, yet it seemed capable of crushing all eternity, letting fall myriad streams of mother qi. It was the embodiment of the Dao.

Primordial spirit merging with the Dao!

Ye Fan had comprehended the Dao for over four years in the Sea Eye—the place where ancient great emperors banished sinners. This was one of his greatest Dao fruits, transforming to the extreme, unleashed for the first time.

This was a brilliant, eternal light, forever etched into people's hearts; even after many years had passed, it would be hard to forget.

The small golden figure, holding the one-inch-tall Cauldron of Myriad Things Mother Qi, flew down and stamped onto the Grand Yin Divine Son's crown.

Like a deity descending, boundless light and infinite splendor transformed into immeasurable Dao; with a single strike, it seemed capable of emptying all eternity.

The primordial spirit and cauldron became one, radiating immortal divine light, illuminating all things and making the four seas bright. He became the sole being in heaven and earth.

"Pop!"

With a soft sound, like the first chime of creation, the Grand Yin Divine Son was turned to ash with a single strike, scattered by the wind, and ceased to exist.