Chapter 637: Face-to-Face with the Dharma Manifestation

But Jiang Fan was not surprised at all. “Five-Magnet Divine Light!” He had already formed hand seals and struck them onto the Five-Magnet Primordial Mountain beneath his feet. Instantly, five-colored divine light erupted!

Mu Ziyu, seeing this familiar scene, couldn't help but shriek, “Be careful!” She had suffered greatly because of this strange divine light. Bai Chu, however, reacted much faster than she had imagined. After blasting the Five-Magnet Primordial Mountain away with a single strike, he decisively retreated. The Five-Magnet Divine Light barely grazed half of his body. He immediately felt his internal power momentarily restricted. His eyes gleamed with intensity as he exclaimed, “What powerful divine light!” While marveling, the battle intent in his eyes surged even higher: “This is much more interesting!”

“Infinite Evil God!” He clasped his hands together. Two streams of pure light, one black and one white, merged to form a swirling bone, a fusion of black and white. The swirling bone instantly flew out, aiming directly for Jiang Fan's face.

Jiang Fan's attack missed, but the purple sword on his back had already been unsheathed. It whirled around his body. “Slice!” With a thought, the purple sword slashed forward to meet it.

The swirling bone split in two, but after grazing past the purple sword, it remarkably merged back into one, continuing its assault towards Jiang Fan. This sudden turn of events made both Ling Shu and Liu Li's hearts skip a beat!

After the swirling bone entered the domain of the Five-Magnet Divine Light, it seemed to encounter an irresistible force and shattered on the spot! With a *boom*, the Five-Magnet Primordial Mountain descended. Jiang Fan withdrew the Five-Magnet Divine Light and, taking advantage of the momentum, fiercely manipulated the purple sword to stab towards Bai Chu.

Bai Chu laughed loudly, bringing his palms together in front of his chest, forming a black and white intersecting light barrier. He attempted to block the purple sword's attack.

“Soul-Shocking Stab!” Jiang Fan let out a low cry. A soul-piercing spike instantly emerged and struck into Bai Chu's head. Bai Chu immediately let out a pained groan. The light barrier in front of him flickered erratically.

But Bai Chu's willpower was extraordinary; he managed to endure after a brief moment of pain and timely solidified the black and white profound light. The purple sword sliced into it, moving incredibly slowly, as if piercing through a swamp! Bai Chu roared, shaking the white light and the purple sword back!

His gaze towards Jiang Fan was now completely boiling with battle intent: “Good! Good! You almost cut me down with your sword! Thrilling! Absolutely thrilling! Hahaha! Then I won't hold back anymore!”

He laughed loudly. Countless black and white lights surged from his body, converging behind him into that incomparably majestic ten-zhang Dharma Idol! The mysterious Dharma Idol that had almost instantly killed Ling Shu reappeared!

At this, even the Demon Emperor became tense. He paid close attention to Jiang Fan, knowing that if Jiang Fan couldn't contend, he would certainly intervene to save him. Ling Shu's heart trembled even more; having personally experienced that attack, she knew the terror of this Dharma Idol. This was something Jiang Fan could absolutely not contend with head-on. “Brother Jiang Fan, be careful!” she cried out anxiously. In truth, she wanted to cry out, "If you can't, just surrender," but the battle had already progressed to this point. How could there be any possibility of surrender?

Jiang Fan swiftly formed hand seals with both hands. Streams of golden qi also surged from his body. They traced mysterious paths behind Jiang Fan, weaving together into a majestic golden phantom! Its features were indistinct, and it wore armor. Its entire body emanated dazzling golden light, like a deity descended from heaven!

This magnificent sight instantly drew everyone's attention. “He...he also has a Dharma Idol?” “Isn't this something only certain noble bloodlines of our demon race possess?” “But isn't Jiang Fan human?”

Ling Shu and Liu Li were both stunned. Jiang Fan actually had a similar Dharma Idol? Yu Qingxuan was also greatly astonished: “This...what is this?” Mu Ziyu showed a look of fear: “This is what injured me!” The Demon Emperor's pupils contracted; he seemed to recognize it, exclaiming in surprise, “This is...” He vaguely thought of something, and his gaze towards Jiang Fan was filled with a hint of fervor.

Bai Chu was also greatly surprised: “You also have a Dharma Idol? Aren't you human?” Immediately, his battle intent was completely ignited! “Good! Good! Good! Jiang Fan! You've given me too many surprises! Let us decide the victor with our Dharma Idols!” He roared, pushing both palms forward with a sudden force!

Jiang Fan, not to be outdone, gritted his teeth and fiercely unleashed both fists!

*Rumble—* The two colossal ten-zhang Dharma Idols, one black and white, one golden, simultaneously threw punches, resulting in a massive collision! *Boom, boom, boom—* As if ten thousand thunders roared in unison. The collision of the four fists created an unimaginable explosion. Golden qi currents and black-and-white divine light, along with the terrifying shockwaves generated by the collision, swept in all directions!

In an instant, tables and chairs were blown away. All demons below the eighth layer of Core Formation were swept away, crashing against the surrounding walls. Even those at the eighth layer of Core Formation retreated step by step amidst the terrible shockwaves. Those occasionally struck by the golden qi currents or black-and-white divine light immediately spat blood.

The Demon Emperor's Hall shook with a rumbling sound. Walls cracked, debris flew, and valuable decorations on the walls scattered chaotically with the shockwaves. If the Demon Emperor had not intervened in time, using his immensely powerful Nascent Soul energy to protect several stone beams, it was feared the Demon Emperor's Hall would have collapsed!

*Pfft—* The stalemate between the two Dharma Idols finally ended with one of them dispersing, thus determining the victor. The Dharma Idol formed by the black and white divine light shattered into pieces, finally turning into chaotic light that rolled back. Bai Chu was affected; he violently spat out a mouthful of blood, his figure stumbling and retreating continuously. Severely injured, he fell to one knee with a thud.

In contrast, the golden Dharma Idol, though it had many cracks, was far from shattering. In this clash, Jiang Fan was completely victorious!

The entire area was in disarray, and utterly silent. Bai Chu, the strongest prodigy of the Northern Sea Demon Race…had been defeated by Jiang Fan of the human race! This was absolutely a shocking piece of news that could trigger a great upheaval among the three races!

*Cough, cough—* Bai Chu coughed up blood heavily, struggling to stand. His eyes were covered with a strange crimson layer. His battle intent not only didn't subside but grew even more manic. “Good! Excellent! This is exactly the feeling I want! You can even shatter my Dharma Idol! Jiang Fan! You make me so happy! Finally, finally someone can make me use my last move!”

The crimson light in his eyes seemed to come alive. It seeped from his eyes, spreading to all parts of his body. In an instant, it was as if he was covered in a layer of blood-red armor. Above his head, a pair of blood-red horns materialized, coupled with his strangely red eyes. He resembled a Hellblood Demonic God! The aura emanating from his entire body had reached the ninth layer of Core Formation!!!

“Jiang Fan!!! Take my final strike!!!” Bai Chu laughed loudly, transforming into a blood-red afterimage, hurtling like lightning towards Jiang Fan. Even before attacking, he possessed terrifying, bone-chilling power!

Jiang Fan's expression couldn't help but change drastically. What was this? Innate bloodline? Demonic cultivation technique? None of them seemed right! The feeling it gave him was extremely domineering and utterly evil.

At this critical moment, he once again activated the Divine Lord's Vastness! The divine statue behind him unleashed two immensely powerful golden fist winds. But strangely, the blood-red streak that was Bai Chu split the fist winds in two with just a single strike.

At this point, Jiang Fan could already see Bai Chu's almost manic, ferocious face. A sense of dread spread through Jiang Fan's heart! If he didn't find a solution quickly, he would die from this attack!

The Demon Emperor moved. This had already exceeded the limits of what the younger generation could withstand. It had to be stopped!

However! Jiang Fan also moved at this very moment!