Chapter 922: Li Xiaoman Withers

Chapter 924: Li Xiaoman’s Demise

Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!

This was an unparalleled boxing technique recorded on the Path to Immortality. It was profound and unfathomable, possessing the power to seize the fortune of heaven and earth. It was a world-shocking secret art, with few ever mastering it since ancient times.

Ye Fan utilized this technique. In the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, where he had lost his cultivation and couldn't employ his magical power, his golden fists surprisingly emitted wisps of immortal light.

“My words are law, my body is the Dao!” At that moment, Ye Fan had a sudden enlightenment. His mind became clear and empty, and his hands moved involuntarily, resonating with the abyss.

“Boom!”

He threw a punch, and the heavens crumbled and the earth shattered. His pure physical strength could force even Dao-Severing Kings to bow, rendering their magical power and cultivation useless. It possessed a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering power that could slay ghosts and suppress gods.

“Clang!”

Protected by the bronze Buddha statue, Li Xiaoman was still injured. This time, as she met the attack, a trickle of fresh blood spilled from her mouth, and she stumbled backward, her chest heaving violently.

“You say Pang Bo is a great evil, but I think you’re the real great villain!” Ye Fan shouted. Standing on the five-colored altar, without magical power or cultivation, he was as majestic and awe-inspiring as a god of war.

“If you don’t believe me, then so be it. I’ve already told you,” Li Xiaoman said, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Ye Fan laughed heartily, saying, “One has tried to kill me multiple times, while the other has gone through life and death with me, sharing both joy and sorrow. How can you expect me to believe you? Your attempt to drive a wedge between Pang Bo and me is quite poor!”

“Boom!”

Li Xiaoman attacked, moving as if she were an immortal ascending. Swathes of light rain rose from her entire body, and she was enveloped in misty immortal energy. She glided through the air, her slender hands controlling a dragon, tearing apart heaven and earth, aiming to rip open Ye Fan’s skull.

Ye Fan countered. His pair of golden fists could kill with a touch, turning any tangible form into dust. Even without cultivation, his blows resonated with the Great Dao of Heaven, capable of collapsing the firmament.

Clanging sounds resonated ceaselessly, like a divine emperor forging iron or the sound of immortal realms refining weapons reaching the lower world. Ye Fan and Li Xiaoman battled fiercely, clashing with the bronze Buddha statue, sending sparks flying.

“You believe Pang Bo, so let me ask you: when the Nine Dragons Pulled Coffin set sail from Mount Tai back then, how did he appear?” Li Xiaoman demanded, her black hair swirling and her eyes shining with colorful light.

Ye Fan’s heart tensed. When they went to Mount Tai years ago, Pang Bo wasn’t present. They only discovered him some time after falling into the coffin, which had surprised many people at the time. However, Pang Bo had explained it then, and no one had suspected anything.

“He was an extra person. What exactly was he? You figure it out!” Li Xiaoman said.

A chill ran down Ye Fan’s spine. There were indeed some suspicious points back then, but when he was with Pang Bo, he knew his background thoroughly, and when they talked about the past, there were no flaws at all. It couldn't have been fake.

His moment of distraction was seized by Li Xiaoman. She brought out the bronze Buddha statue, which, if not for its cracks, could have directly suppressed and killed a Great Accomplishment King.

Fortunately, it was decaying. Even so, it nearly caused Ye Fan significant harm. A fist-sized bronze statue, with a halo of Buddha light rising from behind its head like a precious wheel, vibrated so intensely that Ye Fan's bones crackled, almost breaking, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He quickly refocused. This was not the time for deep thought. The formidable enemy before him was extraordinary, possibly connected to that great crocodile. A moment of carelessness would likely result in serious consequences.

“You are no longer Li Xiaoman. With your abilities, there’s no need for such divisive tactics. If you want to deal with me, then show me your true capabilities!” After careful thought, Ye Fan concluded that Pang Bo could not be the great evil and that the opponent was deliberately trying to disturb his mind.

“You won't escape today. The time has come to finish you!” Golden light flared intensely in Li Xiaoman’s eyes, as if two divine beings sat cross-legged within them. Her cultivation had deepened significantly. The Buddha statue of Shakyamuni emitted a pervasive light, cutting through the very void.

“You keep slandering Pang Bo, but do you know what you yourself have done? Today, I will suppress you!” Ye Fan roared, attacking with even greater ferocity, almost shattering the nine heavens, his killing intent fully unleashed.

“Ye Fan, you have no chance. Your end has come,” Li Xiaoman’s eyes were also incredibly cold, like two freezing abysses, unsettling to behold.

The two battled fiercely. In this place, Ye Fan’s Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist was particularly special. It occasionally carved out immortal patterns, causing the abyss to rumble continuously.

Could it be that the Path to Immortality wasn’t just a realm, but an actual ancient path, lying beneath this Desolate Ancient Abyss? This conjecture sent a shiver down Ye Fan’s spine.

If his thoughts were correct, then the path beneath the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land was truly extraordinary! From this, he could also infer the secret behind the Heavenly Lineage’s full sect attack on this place back then.

This was no time for distraction. Ye Fan quickly pushed his thoughts aside and threw himself into the fierce battle. When the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist was unleashed, it shattered heaven and earth!

“Boom!”

Ye Fan was divinely courageous and invincible. With a powerful, yet balanced punch, he made all nine holy mountains tremble. One could only imagine the terrifying power of his pure physical strength!

Li Xiaoman stepped back, not daring to directly confront the golden fists. With her slender jade hands, she struck at his wrists, aiming to sever his meridians and break his bones. Her attacks were tricky and ruthless.

Above her head, the bronze Buddha statue cast down nine streams of Buddha light, like waterfalls, symbolizing perfection. They empowered her, granting her a strange power.

Ye Fan’s golden fists were dazzlingly brilliant, and their power could be said to be world-shaking! He lightly vibrated them, pulling them back, then brought them down like two Mjolnirs, striking at Li Xiaoman’s finger bones.

A deafening sound erupted. Li Xiaoman rapidly retreated, her snow-white, jade-like hands spasming, and blood trickled from between her fingers. She had failed to break Ye Fan’s bones and had instead injured herself.

A grand Buddhist chant resounded. The small bronze Buddha above her head glowed, transforming into a weapon that slammed towards Ye Fan’s forehead, as if a Quasi-Emperor Shakyamuni had descended!

Although the bronze statue was decaying, it was, after all, refined by a Quasi-Emperor. Its immense energy fluctuations were incredibly powerful, sending Ye Fan flying backward and tumbling off the five-colored altar.

“No!”

On the Central Plains side, many people cried out in alarm. Ji Ziyue, Black Sovereign, and others’ eyes almost split open from fury. This outcome was too cruel.

“It’s alright. He almost fell, but he grabbed the edge of the five-colored altar,” Qi Luo said in a deep voice.

Indeed, a hand grasped the corner of the altar. With a strong pull, he shot upwards, landing back on the altar, once again facing Li Xiaoman.

“Crack!”

The fist-sized bronze Buddha was a forbidden artifact with limited uses. Having just unleashed such a world-shaking attack, especially in this forbidden land, it was immediately damaged further. The cracks on it deepened significantly, and it was on the verge of shattering.

Ye Fan said nothing. After leaping onto the altar, he began a furious assault. His Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist was unleashed to its ultimate potential, densely covered in immortal patterns that appeared before him, making his whole body seem encircled by a divine halo.

Divinely courageous, invincible!

Ye Fan immediately struck with six punches, making Li Xiaoman vomit large mouthfuls of blood, staining her white robes red. She was practically sent flying, and the sound of her bones breaking was clearly audible.

“Ah…!”

Li Xiaoman let out a long cry, and a brilliant light erupted from between her eyebrows. A golden figure stepped out, rapidly enlarging—it was a golden divine crocodile!

“The divine fetus of the Crocodile Ancestor! As expected, it was hiding within your Soul Platform!” Ye Fan’s gaze instantly turned cold.

“Now, let’s see who can save you!” The golden divine fetus merged with Li Xiaoman’s physical body, and her entire being emanated three streaks of immortal radiance.

A divine fetus was a primordial spirit light, capable of growing into an entirely new self. It was an ultimate technique of the Demon Race, lost for countless millennia.

“Unfortunately, you are merely a nascent demon fetus, far from fully grown. Today, I shall put an end to you!” Ye Fan was not afraid, but a bitter taste filled his heart. He had long had a premonition that something might have happened to Li Xiaoman, and now it seemed to have come true.

“Ah…!”

Both roared, engaging in a fierce battle. Fists and feet collided, palms and legs struck, and the howling winds of their energy clashed deafeningly as they fought a life-and-death struggle!

At this moment, many ancient creatures with divine wings descended upon the altar and then flew towards the opposing holy mountain, not daring to interfere in the battle. They only wished to gather the Nine Marvelous Divine Herbs, but they were still drawn in, shattered into pieces by the two, bleeding profusely.

“Li Xiaoman, are you still in there?” Ye Fan demanded.

“Of course I am. Sometimes she is me, and sometimes I am her; we coexist. She borrows my power, and I observe the other world within her heart. This enlightened insight is worth a thousand years of enlightenment!”

“Crocodile Ancestor Li Xiaoman!” Ye Fan roared. He couldn’t describe the complex feelings in his heart; all he knew was that he had to fight, vowing to slay that golden divine crocodile.

“I’ve already ascertained that there’s a Path to Immortality beneath the abyss. Why don’t I knock you down there and help you ascend?” Li Xiaoman sneered, a hint of ruthless coldness on her lips.

“Boom!”

She activated the bronze statue. Undoubtedly, this was brought from the ancient planet of Yinghuo, originally a divine artifact used by Shakyamuni to suppress the eighteen layers of hell, but now it had become her weapon.

The bronze Buddha statue seemed to come to life, possessing the supreme divine power to suppress the eighteen layers of hell. Ye Fan immediately flipped backward, instinctively dodging beneath the five-colored altar, grasping its underside with both hands, and then flipping back up from another direction.

A Quasi-Emperor forbidden artifact!

Once it truly unleashed its power, no one could withstand its might. Even when suppressed by the power of the Desolate in this place, it was almost unstoppable.

Suddenly, Li Xiaoman stumbled. The bronze statue in her hand almost fell to the ground. The Buddha light was fading, and a new crack had appeared on it, indicating it was about to self-destruct.

Ye Fan seized this rare opportunity and charged forward. His essence, qi, and spirit unified, as if he had entered an enlightenment state. As he wielded the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth issued a roaring sound like a tsunami.

“Pfft!”

Li Xiaoman coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, multiple bones in her body shattered. She flew backward, almost tumbling off the five-colored altar.

Finally, she halted her retreat, spitting out a mouthful of innate essence—the vital essence of the Crocodile Ancestor’s divine fetus. This prevented the bronze statue from being destroyed, allowing it to be preserved.

With a resounding harmony of the Great Dao, golden Arhats, Buddhas enveloped in divine light, and ancient Buddhas, one after another, surrounded Li Xiaoman. All of them had materialized from the bronze statue.

She was about to unleash her final attack, and this time, Shakyamuni’s forbidden artifact would clearly also reach the end of its lifespan, unable to exist in the world any longer.

Even if a Quasi-Emperor forbidden artifact shattered into fragments, it would still be a divine weapon. What’s more, it hadn’t been completely destroyed yet, and the Crocodile Ancestor’s divine fetus was activating it, willing to destroy it in the process. One could only imagine such power!

Ye Fan felt a sense of unease, but he was fearless. He wielded his golden fists, preparing to avoid the bronze statue’s edge and find an opportunity to strike forward.

“Boom!”

The Quasi-Emperor forbidden artifact unleashed its might, sweeping across heaven and earth. It was shattering and burning, terrifying to the extreme. Three thousand golden Arhats, Buddhas, ancient Buddhas, and others chanted scriptures in unison, suppressing forward.

Such power was almost unstoppable!

“No!” On the Central Plains side, Monkey, Black Sovereign, and others cried out. Even Qi Luo’s face changed color. This was a deathblow!

“Rumble!”

Suddenly, something strange happened. Li Xiaoman’s hand suddenly trembled, and the bronze statue plummeted into the Desolate Ancient Abyss. Its overwhelming power vanished.

“What… what happened?” Everyone was puzzled.

Ye Fan couldn’t stop his punch. He desperately tried to redirect it, not hitting her chest or abdomen, but instead shattering her right arm into a bloody mist, splattering blood all over him.

“Li Xiaoman!” He was bewildered.

“Being a mortal is truly wonderful, but unfortunately, time cannot be reversed. I can never return to the past.” A faint mist appeared in Li Xiaoman’s eyes as she stood there, lost in thought.

“Li Xiaoman, what’s wrong? Is this the real you now?” Ye Fan demanded.

“What do you think?” Li Xiaoman smiled, two lines of crystalline tears tracing her face. Blood flowed continuously from her severed arm, completely unstoppably.

“Sometimes it’s you, sometimes it’s the Crocodile Ancestor’s divine fetus…” Ye Fan stared at her blankly.

“Think what you will,” Li Xiaoman both laughed and cried, golden light flickering in her eyes, her killing intent appearing and disappearing.

“Boom!”

Terrifying killing intent appeared, and golden light blazed around Li Xiaoman. Ye Fan raised his fists, ready for battle. However, at that moment, Li Xiaoman made an unexpected move: she leaped into the Desolate Ancient Abyss.

Her final glance back showed Ye Fan’s reflection in her eyes, carrying a brilliant smile, and a hint of sorrow. Tears streamed down her face. She was like a blooming firework, leaving behind an eternal light, before disappearing into the darkness.

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