Chapter 2141 - 2002: Thrilling and Shocking

Chapter 2141: Chapter 2002: Thrilling and Shocking

Wooo, wooo! Wooo, wooo!

The pitch-black ghost claw tore apart the void, carrying a shriek of death as it grabbed toward Ye Fan’s head.

He wanted to finish it in one stroke, to avoid trouble the longer the night dragged on.

As long as he killed Ye Fan, all those Immortal Elixirs, all those Emperor Weapon embryos, would be his alone; no one could snatch them from his hands.

Ye Fan’s gaze was steadfast, as steady as a mountain range. His long black hair streamed backward, making him seem like a Great Emperor who ruled over the world, unafraid of the pressure of a Quasi-Emperor.

However, this time he did not take it head-on.

Because, through the probing just now, he had already roughly grasped the strength of the Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor, and it was far from something he could withstand directly.

"Swoosh!"

Ye Fan displayed Chasing Star Step; his feet were entwined with the Law Divine Chains of time and space, shattering the bindings, as if merging into the void itself, barely—by a hair’s breadth—evading that fatal blow.

Even so, five deep bloody claw marks were left on his body, within which Quasi-Emperor Principles flickered.

This was a Tao injury, extremely difficult to heal.

"Chi!"

A streak of Immortal Light cleaved the heavens as the Chaos Dragon Spear carried world-shocking killing intent, as if bearing the will of heaven and earth, counterattacking toward the Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor.

Even though he knew full well it might not work, he still had to try, to test his own Combat Power in this great battle and probe the secrets of Quasi-Emperor Principles.

"Boom!"

The starry sky trembled; the entire Outer Battlefield practically boiled. Endless Divine Radiance erupted from both their bodies, like two blazing suns colliding.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The void kept collapsing, a breath of great Destruction surging out, sweeping in all directions; many regions directly returned to Chaos.

The great battle was terrifying to the extreme, casually destroying a whole Star Domain. Countless meteorites were blasted apart by the clash of their auras, exploding directly like the most resplendent fireworks.

Time and space—two great Laws overlaid upon him—combined with the world’s ultimate speed of Chasing Star Step, Ye Fan gradually adapted to the rhythm of combat, often able to evade the Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor’s attacks at the very instant between life and death.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves had passed. The more Ye Fan fought, the more valiant he became—Heaven Slaying Seven Spears, Xuandi Fist, Ten Thousand Transformation Saint Technique, Immortal Stele Scattering Hand, Thunderclap Treasure Skill, Divine Soul Resonance Heavenly Sound—each unleashed in turn, leaving onlookers utterly dazzled.

At this moment, the people of the Liang Li and other clans were completely struck dumb. Those Saints who had originally thought Ye Fan absolutely couldn’t last ten moves all had faces ashen, ugly to the extreme.

This was naked, brutal face-slapping!

And he slapped them so hard they had nothing to say, not a shred of temper left.

Compared to them, the Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor was even more shocked.

Right now, not only was he shocked, he was also stifled and aggrieved.

Clearly Ye Fan’s strength was far inferior to his, yet he had mastered the world’s ultimate speed, Chasing Star Step, and possessed the Laws of time and space; even Quasi-Emperor Principles couldn’t pin him down.

Several strikes in a row were calmly dodged by Ye Fan, driving him into fury. His attacks grew even more vicious; the ghost claw swept across the sky, hissing harshly, leaving one terrifying spatial rift after another in the void, devouring all things.

"It’s useless. You cannot break Quasi-Emperor Principles; in the end you still have to die."

The Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor spoke coldly: "If you cease this pointless resistance, I will give you a quick death. Otherwise I’ll draw out your Blood Soul and burn you in Purgatory Fire for eight hundred years."

"You old bastard, live that long first before you brag!"

The more Ye Fan fought, the more at ease he became; all kinds of secret techniques and martial arts flowed out endlessly, some truly able to threaten the Zhou Family Saint, making his expression grow ever uglier.

After repeated testing, Ye Fan discovered that Ten Thousand Transformation Saint Technique and Immortal Stele Scattering Hand could both break open his Quasi-Emperor Principles, and his confidence soared. These two secret techniques were hurled out in turn.

The Ten Thousand Transformation Saint Technique was Emperor Sha’s ultimate secret technique, containing the Essence of Tao of a Great Emperor, able to suppress Quasi-Emperor Principles.

And Immortal Stele Scattering Hand was mysterious to the extreme—one "Immortal" character shaking countless ages, able to suppress the heavens, a peerless secret technique.

Ye Fan’s qi and blood surged to the sky; Holy Power flowed without end, capable of hooking the Star Power of the heavens to become his source of strength.

Thus, he was nearly standing firmly in an invincible position, his Holy Power never running dry.

The two of them fought in madness; the entire Outer Battlefield was almost beaten to ruins.

"How can it be like this?"

The people of the Zhou Family and the other nine great Families muttered to themselves, faces ugly to the extreme.

They had originally thought this was a battle with absolutely no suspense, that Ye Fan would be easily wiped out.

Yet—

The current situation was that Ye Fan was valiant and unrivaled, actually able to battle a Quasi-Emperor without falling into disadvantage, casting a shadow over the hearts that had been utterly confident before.

"To think he’s grown this strong..."

Some neutral Saints cried out involuntarily. They simply could not believe their own eyes, feeling it was far too inconceivable.

He was only a Saint in the Early-Stage Venerable Realm, yet he could fight a Quasi-Emperor to a draw, opening an unprecedented precedent across endless ages.

Perhaps Ye Fan truly did possess the strength to defy and battle a Quasi-Emperor.

If that really were the case, he had unquestionably created a monumental feat, erecting for later generations a stele of glory almost impossible to surpass.

Aside from him, who else could, at the Early-Stage Venerable Realm, reverse and slay a Quasi-Emperor?

This was something impossible to achieve.

Even the Ancient Emperors, when they were in the Early-Stage Venerable Realm, could not reverse-slay a Quasi-Emperor and accomplish such a feat.

"Good, splendidly fought!"

"Just keep fighting like that—take down that Zhou Family old bastard!"

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High above the Zhou Family Ancestral Land, Hu Fei and the others were so excited they were dancing with joy, every bit as worked up as the Zhou Family, Li Family and the rest had been just now.

"Heh heh..."

The Bai Yan wolf sneered, his tone dripping with yin and yang sarcasm. "Now this is what they call fortune’s wheel turning. Weren’t you all hopping mad with joy just now? How come you’ve gone limp now?"

"Exactly!" The Golden Divine Dragon mocked as well. "Go on, keep jumping. I want to see how you cry in the end!"

The Peacock frowned slightly and said nothing. It could tell Ye Fan did not have the upper hand. Although he could clash head-on with the Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor, actually winning this battle would be very difficult. It was far too early to be celebrating.

"You..."

The Zhou clansmen were burning with rage, yet still didn’t dare raise the stakes.

All their hopes were pinned on the Saint Ancestor. If the Saint Ancestor were defeated, the Zhou Family would be doomed; they would die without burial.

The Old Bastard and the others secretly let out a breath. This was Ye Fan’s true Combat Power; earlier he had simply been careless.

At this rate, even if he couldn’t win, he could at least protect himself.

"Heh!"

The Gu Family Ancestor snorted coldly. "That brat Ye may be using nothing but supreme secret techniques and martial arts, but they’re mixed and unfocused, and his realm is far too low. There’s no way he can inflict any substantive harm on Zhou. It’s completely futile. In the end he’ll die."

He was a Quasi-Emperor who had lived for endless Time; his gaze was vicious. With a single glance he saw the crux of the problem and laid it bare mercilessly, leaving the Old Bastard and the others instantly silent.

They were Quasi-Emperors as well; in terms of discernment they were in no way inferior to the Gu Family Ancestor. They knew he was speaking the truth—an irrefutable truth.

Indeed, the martial arts and secret techniques Ye Fan was using were all top-tier, any one of which, if spread, would make Holy Lands smash their heads in trying to seize it.

However, precisely because what he had learned was so miscellaneous, there wasn’t a single one he had fully mastered, so he couldn’t draw out their true power.

Most importantly, his realm was too low. Restrained by his realm, the fact that he could overstep an entire Great Realm to wage war against a Quasi-Emperor was already extraordinary; wanting to fight and actually win was almost impossible.

Everyone’s Holy Power was limited. No matter how abundant Ye Fan’s Holy Power might be, he could not compare with a Quasi-Emperor. If this dragged on, he was destined to be the one to lose.

Meanwhile, on the Outer Battlefield, the Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor was voicing similar thoughts, his words echoing the Gu Family Ancestor’s almost exactly.

"Heh, you think just because you’ve learned some Great Emperor’s martial arts and secret techniques you can stand against me? What a joke!"

The Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor’s eyes gleamed with icy light, his entire body shrouded in a terrifying aura. "I said it before: the dignity of a Quasi-Emperor cannot be profaned. Today I’ll let you witness what true Quasi-Emperor Combat Power is."

As his words fell, the Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor activated the Zhou Family’s ancestral supreme art. His pair of pitch-black, withered Ghost Claws emitted streak after streak of black radiance, weaving into a gigantic net that blotted out the sky as it swept down to envelop Ye Fan.

This was the Zhou Family’s secret supreme art, the Heaven and Earth Net Claw. Once unleashed, it could snare the entire heaven and earth within it and Refine them alive.

He no longer wished to entangle himself with a junior; he felt it beneath his Identity.

"Life and Death Reincarnation!"

Ye Fan let out a long howl like a dragon’s roar, shaking the Nine Heavens. Life and Death Qi surged madly, following particular meridians and pouring into his two fists.

In an instant, his right fist was like Immortal Gold, shedding dazzling, resplendent light, while his left fist emanated a dead-gray aura.

Life and Death Reincarnation Fist!

It had finally reached Small Success, like pushing the two worlds of life and death themselves, as it slammed toward the Ghost Claws.

"Ye Fan must not..."

The Old Bastard and the others were aghast. They knew all too well how terrifying the Zhou Family’s Heaven and Earth Net Claw was. When unleashed by a Quasi-Emperor, even they didn’t dare take it head-on, let alone Ye Fan.

However—

Their warning was already too late. Ye Fan had already decided to test his own strength and naturally would not shrink back.

Besides, the Life and Death Reincarnation Fist was a peerless fist technique he had created himself, but had rarely used. Now was the perfect chance to use the Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor, this Quasi-Emperor, to test the true might of the Life and Death Reincarnation Fist.

"Courting death!"

Seeing Ye Fan actually dare to meet his Heaven and Earth Net Claw head-on, the Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor’s face darkened to the color of pig liver. He felt this was an insult to him and an insult to the Zhou Family’s martial arts.

"Boom!"

Life and Death Qi flooded out, as if splitting heaven and earth open. The entire Outer Battlefield was beaten into Chaos, the violent radiance completely drowning the two of them. Even with the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye it was hard to see through.

"Sss!"

The Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor’s hands trembled, the webbing between thumb and forefinger splitting open, and terrifying Death Energy invaded his flesh and blood, nearly corroding his palms away.

At the same time, Ye Fan’s injuries were far worse. His body was directly sliced apart by the Heaven and Earth Net, chopped into countless small pieces, blood staining the Outer Battlefield.

"Ah..."

Ye Fan let out a scream as his Divine Soul hauled his mangled flesh away, arduously rebirthing in the distance. Tao Marks coiled all over his body, linking the shattered flesh back together.

"Om!"

Surging Pure Yang Qi washed over his shell again and again, Refine-ing the Quasi-Emperor Principle or forcing it out of his body; otherwise there was simply no way to be reborn.

This time, he had suffered a grievous Tao injury.

However, it was all worth it. He had successfully landed a blow on the Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor, and in doing so tested the Life and Death Reincarnation Fist.

"A mere ant actually wounded me?"

The Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor’s face was full of disbelief. He hadn’t expected the martial art Ye Fan finally unleashed to be so bizarre, actually breaking through his Quasi-Emperor Principle.

But this was as far as it would go. He would not give Ye Fan any more chances.

"Die!"

With a cold shout, the Zhou Family’s Saint Ancestor struck again before Ye Fan could repair his body, once more unleashing the Heaven and Earth Net Claw, vowing to kill Ye Fan beneath his claws!

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