Chapter 921: Shakyamuni's Forbidden Weapon

Chapter 923: Sakyamuni's Forbidden Artifact

Li Xiaoman arrived, appearing at the crucial moment just before departure. The coldness and murderous intent in her eyes were undisguised as she slowly walked forward, cradling a cracked Buddha statue in her hand, its golden light protecting her body.

"Li Xiaoman!" Ye Fan roared, his body brimming with vigorous vital energy. Though it couldn't surge outward, it was incredibly potent, a miracle within this life-forbidden zone.

"Clang!" A divine glow emanated from Li Xiaoman's fingertips, a manifestation of her cultivation. This was truly terrifying; even Kings who had achieved the Dao-Slaying realm within this Ancient Forbidden Zone were reduced to mortals upon entering, yet her cultivation remained intact.

Li Xiaoman, radiating chilling murderous intent, shot forward like a bolt of lightning. Her white robes fluttered as she moved with extreme speed, striking mercilessly. Her palm and fingers aimed for Ye Fan's neck, intending to sever his head.

"Thud!" Ye Fan, without magical power or cultivation, could only rely on his physical body to fight. He collided with the luminous glow, creating an earth-shattering sound!

"What? How is this possible? Why wasn't she reduced to a mortal?" On the Central Plains side, everyone stared in disbelief, stunned by the sight.

Within this life-forbidden zone, even ancient Saints could only suffer defeat if they dared to enter. In recent years, several groups of Ancestral Kings who ventured deep to gather the Nine Marvelous Divine Herbs had failed.

Even if Li Xiaoman was powerful, she couldn't compare to a Saint. How could she be unharmed and still wield her cultivation? Could she be on par with the Divine Silkworm Princess or the Victorious Fighting Buddha?

"It's the Buddha statue in her hand! It protected her and enhanced her cultivation and magical power!" The Black Emperor stared intently at the white-robed woman on the five-colored altar.

"That's... a peerless forbidden artifact refined by a Quasi-Emperor!" Duan De, who had seen countless rare treasures from tombs, was still astonished. That was undoubtedly a super treasure.

In Li Xiaoman's left hand, she held a small Buddha statue, cast from bronze, no taller than a fist. Its face bore an expression of sorrow, lifelike and ancient, looking as if it were about to rust.

Sakyamuni! People from Western Desert Buddhism had also arrived. A divine monk, whose eyes flashed with lightning, recognized the Buddha statue and gasped. To them, it was a demonic shell.

"This is a Quasi-Emperor forbidden artifact!" It temporarily resisted the power of the forbidden zone, emitting a mysterious aura, and its Buddha light blessed Li Xiaoman, allowing her cultivation to remain and making her physical body firm and indestructible.

"Fortunately, the Buddha statue is covered in cracks and nearly decayed, otherwise Ye Fan would be in danger!" Qi Luo said.

Even so, the Buddha statue in Li Xiaoman's hand remained formidable. It slowly rose into the air, hovering above her head, ancient and natural, augmenting her physical body and cultivation.

"Clang!" She could contend with Ye Fan physically, emitting metallic vibrations. Endowed with the laws of the Quasi-Emperor forbidden artifact, her entire body possessed a trace of immortal properties, comparable to a reincarnation of an Ancient Emperor's bloodline.

This was a perilous duel. Their movements flowed like water, appearing graceful, yet every step harbored lethal intent. Their killing techniques were elusive, leaving no trace, like a gazelle's horns.

Ye Fan was astonished. His physical body was incredibly powerful, yet in this place, Li Xiaoman could actually stand against him in a head-on clash. This defied common sense. Without a word, their confrontation immediately became a life-and-death struggle.

The only fortunate thing was that the bronze Buddha statue was on the verge of collapse. Its cracks, like a spiderweb, grew more numerous over time, eroded by the power of the forbidden zone. Clearly, it wouldn't last long.

This was because forbidden artifacts could only be used a few times. Moreover, in a place like this, despite its mysterious profundity, it was bound to be destroyed after a prolonged period.

At the same time, Ji Ziyue, Dongfang Ye, and others recalled the events of twelve years ago. At that time, Li Xiaoman manifested a ten-thousand-foot-long golden alligator that pursued the Nine Dragons Coffin. She must have relied on this Buddhist forbidden artifact then as well.

Li Xiaoman, with a delicate hand, pulled back as if controlling a dragon. A rainbow flew from her palm, transforming into an immortal blade that slashed down directly at Ye Fan's skull, ruthless and merciless.

"Crack!" Ye Fan sidestepped to the right, forming a sword seal with his hand. His palm and fingers cut outward, striking the rainbow glow. Divine light burst forth, creating a dazzling flash that neutralized the attack.

Furthermore, his upper body remained still as his right leg swung up like an iron whip. Although he lacked cultivation and magical power, his pure physical strength warped the void, demonstrating the immense power of this single strike!

Any sect master-level figure, or even a Dao-Slaying King, would have their bones crushed to dust and turn into pulp if they took such a blow. Death would be inevitable, without a shred of doubt.

This was because it was a strike from the Human Saint Body. Even with only pure physical strength, it could fatally wound unparalleled experts. This was one of the fundamental reasons why this physique could sweep across the world, invincible wherever it went.

Li Xiaoman, like a supple willow, kept her lower body still and leaned her upper body back, as if boneless, evading the fierce blow.

Vital energy surged rapidly, emitting a terrifying roar. Ye Fan's leg, more terrifying than a celestial-slaying whip, swept past just above Li Xiaoman's head, shattering the void!

The resulting gale even left a faint red mark on her pristine forehead, and a lock of her dark hair fell. It was an incredibly close call; had she not dodged, her beautiful head would have been utterly pulverized.

"Buzz!" The void trembled, and a fierce wind assaulted Ye Fan. Another individual launched an attack. Though unable to use magical power or cultivation, their fist power was unparalleled. This was a Dao-Slaying King!

His entire body was crystal-white and translucent, like a being made of crystal. Peerless power flowed within him, making his attacks heavy and ferocious, far surpassing the physical strength of ordinary Dao-Slaying Kings. He shattered the void with his blows.

"What? That's a Stone King! Its body is incredibly strong, almost indestructible!" On the Central Plains side, people exclaimed. This was a great demon, apparently having arrived with Li Xiaoman to jointly kill Ye Fan.

"This is a rare Vajra Demon! Once it achieves Dao-Slaying, its physical body becomes almost unrivaled!" The so-called Vajra Demon was not a Nine Aperture Saint Spirit nurtured by heaven and earth. Although it was also a stone being, its essence was different; it was a solid Jinzhou stone that had attained enlightenment and transformed into a human.

"Bang!" He swung his almost transparent fist, reflecting the sun's seven-colored divine light, and collided head-on with Ye Fan. His body did not shatter, indicating its incredible solidity and power.

"How many diamonds could be carved from such a large piece of adamant? No wonder such a creature, having attained enlightenment as a demon, possesses an indestructible divine body!" Ye Fan muttered to himself, his palms and fingers aching.

At that very moment, the old King of the Fallen Feather clan also stepped through the golden gate and appeared on the five-colored altar. Along with peerless experts from other clans, a total of seven or eight individuals surrounded Ye Fan. Most of them had already reached the Dao-Slaying realm, each holding a spirit medicine in their mouths.

"Snap!" This was a contest of pure physical strength. Almost everyone held a strange treasure, nearly comparable to a fragmented Saint weapon. Unable to use magical power or cultivation, the sharpness of their weapons was their only means to harm Ye Fan.

Aside from Li Xiaoman, who possessed the Quasi-Emperor forbidden artifact, and the inherently indestructible Vajra Demon, no one else's physical body could contend with the Human Saint Body. A single hit would be fatal.

"Bang!" At this moment, Ye Fan displayed his terrifying might. His physical body was indestructible, his vital energy like a vast sea. He surged forward like a bolt of lightning, sweeping all before him. Even under the siege of multiple attackers, he remained unstoppable. His golden right fist blasted one Dao-Slayer into a bloody mess, flesh and bone scattering everywhere.

Then, Ye Fan leaped, like an arrow piercing the clouds, as if capable of flight. He defied gravity, soared upward, and snatched an ancient clan member with divine wings, tearing him apart mid-air and showering the surroundings with a rain of blood.

"A Dao-Slaying King just died like that!" On the Central Plains side, everyone's hearts pounded with fear. Within the life-forbidden zone, Ye Fan was almost invincible. His pure physical body was simply a human-shaped weapon, slaying gods and Buddhas alike.

As Ye Fan descended, he moved like lightning, diving headfirst. His golden fists smashed towards Li Xiaoman, shattering the vacuum as if bringing down a piece of the sky.

"Bang!" Li Xiaoman unleashed the Quasi-Emperor forbidden artifact. The bronze Buddha statue flew up to meet Ye Fan, emanating a pervasive glow. Though cracked, it still inspired awe.

Ye Fan opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of innate essence. He couldn't use his cultivation, but his profound vital energy remained, allowing his body to suddenly fly backward and dart to the other side.

"Buzz!" His body twisted in mid-air, and his right leg swung out heavily, causing the void to rumble and shake violently. Then, with a 'bang,' his right leg, like steel and iron, shattered the head of a Dao-Slayer from the Blood Lightning Royal Clan. Blood and brains splattered as the aging corpse plunged into the endless abyss.

Before his body even landed, he used the momentum from that kick to leap to the other side. Extending his right arm, he pushed horizontally. With a series of cracking sounds, he lunged beside the old Dao-Slaying King of the Fallen Feather clan, shattering all his sternum bones, causing his body to break into pieces and fall into the abyss.

All of this happened in a flash, with extreme speed. While still in the air, Ye Fan had already killed three Kings, leaving onlookers petrified and struck with fear.

"Bang, snap..." This was a terrifying slaughter. Ye Fan grew stronger with each clash. Although his opponents were nearly at the Dao-Slaying realm and possessed formidable life force, it was useless in this place, as they continued to age.

"Ah..." A miserable scream echoed. Ye Fan's fist pierced through the chest of another Dao-Slaying King, shattering it. Blood spurted out like a small river.

"Puff!" The next moment was even more gruesome. Ye Fan, with extreme speed, seized another Dao-Slaying King. He stepped on one of the King's feet, grabbed the other, and vertically tore him in half on the five-colored altar!

Upon witnessing this scene, none of the ancient races dared to send anyone forward. Who could withstand such ferocity? Above the Ancient Abyss, the Saint Body was invincible, vibrant and full of life.

"Clang!" While battling Li Xiaoman, who still possessed her cultivation, Ye Fan also fought against the Vajra Demon. Their clashes frequently produced a spray of dazzling sparks, like falling meteors.

"Kill!" Ye Fan roared, his entire being exuding an aura like mountains and peaks. Although he couldn't use his cultivation or magical power, he was still executing the Fighting Saint Law. His golden palms and fingers were indestructible.

He unleashed a furious assault, striking a full 108 palms. Each blow was a solid, head-on clash with the Vajra Demon. His inherent physical Saint power defied the heavens, capable of shattering even the sky.

"Boom!" With a tremendous sound, the great demon, renowned for its indestructibility, developed dense, spiderweb-like cracks all over its body. Then, with a 'crash,' it disintegrated, having been shaken to death by Ye Fan!

"What?! A Vajra Demon is rarely seen in a thousand generations; it's one of the most terrifying strange demons in heaven and earth, with an extremely powerful physical body, unmatched in the world, yet it was exploded by the Human Saint Body!" On the Central Plains side, many people were dumbfounded. What just happened could be called the strongest collision, and the outcome was decided so quickly. In terms of pure physical body, who could contend with the Human Saint Body?

"Li Xiaoman, what other helpers do you have? What other methods can you display? Show them all!" On the five-colored altar, Ye Fan walked step by step towards the white-robed woman, staring at her.

"Who is good, and who is evil? You still haven't distinguished between them," Li Xiaoman sighed softly.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Fan asked. "Where's Pang Bo? He's the truly evil one," Li Xiaoman's voice was magnetic.

Ye Fan scoffed. Pang Bo's departure was indeed somewhat strange, but to call him truly evil was clearly slander and fabrication. Pang Bo had shared life and death with him; if he wanted to harm Ye Fan, he had ample opportunities. Most importantly, Ye Fan trusted his own instincts.

"You are no longer the Li Xiaoman from before!" Ye Fan pressed forward, executing the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist. Even without cultivation or magical power, his fist intent remained supremely dominant.

Suddenly, the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist resonated with something beneath the Ancient Abyss, unexpectedly drawing out wisps of immortal patterns! At this moment, Ye Fan was startled. He remembered something: it was said that the Reincarnation Fist was recorded on the path to immortality, yet the Old Madman had brought it out from under the Ancient Abyss. Could it be that...?