Chapter 679: Tearing Saints Apart with Bare Hands, Who Else But Me?

Time flowed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was early morning, the beginning of a new day, as if all things were cycling through reincarnation, round and round.

Boom!

Suddenly, an aura capable of shaking the entire galaxy erupted from Jiang Taixu within the formation, a golden pillar shooting straight into the clouds, the formidable aura rapidly spreading toward the Four Extremities and the eight wildernesses.

In the Immortal Platform Realm, every major realm is a different world, and every breakthrough is accompanied by massive heavenly phenomena; at the same time, it is not so easy to break through, with some people making no progress for thousands of years until their lifespan dries up and they die of old age.

From Saint King to Great Saint, the difficulty of this can be imagined.

And once the breakthrough is made, one stands among the truly peak powerhouses of the world.

In the current era, the Age of Dharma Decline has arrived, and even Saints rarely appear, let alone Great Saints.

Jiang Taixu stood up slowly, his gaze shooting out two divine rainbows that plunged into the firmament; at this time, dark clouds were already pressing down, the sea of thunder churning, and streaks of lightning appeared, emitting a terrifying pressure sufficient to obliterate Great Abilities at the Immortal Platform level.

Thick, dark bolts of Thunder were brewing, ready to strike at any moment, destroying all things.

"This is the God King Tribulation coming; let's hide further away, lest we get caught in the crossfire."

In the distance, Duan De exclaimed, truly a sight to behold after living so long.

To actually be able to see a God King Tribulation in this day and age!

"God King Tribulation? Is it a Heavenly Tribulation?" Ye Fan asked.

"It is a Heavenly Tribulation, and yet it is not. All living things in the world have different talents and different physiques, so naturally, the Heavenly Tribulation is different when breaking through realms.

Just like you, Ye Hei, being a Sacred Body; when you break through a major realm, that Heavenly Tribulation is several times more terrifying than that of an ordinary person.

Jiang Taixu is a God King Body, and a perfected Great Completion one at that, so the Heavenly Tribulation is several times more difficult than a normal breakthrough to the Great Saint Realm," Duan De explained.

"This Heavenly Tribulation makes me feel palpitations; if I'm not careful, I might be severely injured," Heilong said with a grave tone.

He is of the ancient Dragon Clan and the ceiling of this entire plane; no one can rival him, not even the Son of Luck, Wugeng.

If he were unwilling, it would not be impossible for him to even destroy the entire civilization and let it reincarnate anew.

But now, in the Covering the Sky Plane, Jiang Taixu's God King Tribulation made him feel immense pressure.

"Tsk tsk, in the era of Shi Da Di, he would definitely be a monstrous talent, but still not comparable to the Great Emperor," Black Emperor said.

In his eyes, his master, Shi Da Di, is definitely the most powerful.

An Innate Sacred Body Dao Fetus is just that overbearing!

"The Great Emperor is naturally the strongest of every era, but the momentum of this God King Tribulation is vast, and those enemies of Jiang Taixu dare not appear rashly.

Otherwise, they would also be drawn in by the Heavenly Tribulation and struck by it," Duan De said.

As he spoke, within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles around this mysterious place, one aura after another approached rapidly.

At the peak of the firmament, figures appeared and disappeared behind the thick, dark clouds.

Just a cursory glance revealed nearly twenty old monsters spying; their auras were ancient and powerful, all of them cultivators who had lived for thousands of years.

Most were enemies of Jiang Taixu, or people wanting to take this opportunity to conveniently eliminate the God King.

Chariots appeared in the sky, some with Qilin clearing the way, others with Dragons churning; they tore through the Void, and Great Abilities from many Sacred Lands appeared.

These were all Eastern Wasteland forces, but they held no great hostility toward Jiang Taixu; they were all taking this opportunity to watch the God King, hoping to perhaps comprehend some experience from it.

And the heaven-proud children of every Sacred Land, Sect, and aristocratic family had basically arrived.

The Yaoguang Saint Son and Saintess Yao Xi of Yaoguang Holy Land, the Yaochi Saintess of Yaochi Sacred Land, the Saintess of Zifu Sacred Land, the Wanchu Saintess, the heaven-proud children of the Ji Family, Ji Haoyue and Ji Ziyue, Hua Yunfei, the descendant of the Peak Master of Qinling Star Peak, and even Ye Fan's classmates.

"There really are a lot of people," Xu Que looked at the swarming crowd in the sky and couldn't help but sigh; this was comparable to a prosperous age in the world of Immortal Cultivation.

"That... that is an Innate Dao Body!

"

Black Emperor sniffed with his dog nose and discovered that the Saintess of Zifu Sacred Land was actually an Innate Dao Body.

This is an important synthetic material for an Innate Sacred Body Dao Fetus!

"Quick, quick, quick, Ye Hei, hurry up and abduct this Saintess, seize the time to produce an Innate Sacred Body Dao Fetus; if you succeed, this Emperor will pass on the Great Emperor's scriptures to you and teach you supreme techniques," Black Emperor said excitedly, as if he had been injected with adrenaline.

"..." Ye Fan was speechless; indeed, this dead dog had too deep an obsession with the Innate Sacred Body Dao Fetus.

"With this lineup, I'm afraid Ye Fan would be hunted down by the entire Sacred Land," Duan De said.

"What are you afraid of!" Black Emperor shouted.

"Can we start fighting now?"

Heilong's gaze was deep, as if he were prepared to take action and kill the enemy.

With so many experts, he could finally have a hearty battle.

"My Xuanyuan Sword also cannot hold back," Yuwen Tuo said.

"Ahem, no rush, no rush. The enemy is in the light and we are in the dark; do not expose ourselves, act according to the situation," Ye Fan said.

Han Li said nothing, the Talismans in his hands constantly flashing as they merged into his body.

"Diliu Han, what are you doing?" Xu Que asked.

Han Li replied earnestly: "The next part should be a fierce battle; Han will first apply thousands of defensive Talismans to himself. Although this cannot compare to defensive magic treasures, it is said that details determine success or failure."

"As expected of you," Xu Que gave a thumbs up.

Facing the terrifying God King Heavenly Tribulation and those bolts of lightning filled with destructive power, Jiang Taixu also stood ready.

Crack!

A bolt of dark purple lightning struck down, transforming into a hundred-foot-long thunder snake, tearing through the Void.

Jiang Taixu did not dodge or evade, raising his hand into a fist; the Wudamingjing within his body shone with brilliant radiance, and the power of the God King was like a hot knife through butter, actually shattering the Thunder with a single punch.

Seeing this scene, the old monsters in the dark clouds were shocked; they had not expected that even with his lifespan dried up, Jiang Taixu still possessed such great power. Indeed, a lean camel is bigger than a horse; if they were to attack rashly, they would likely meet their end on the spot.

The Heavenly Tribulation seemed angered by Jiang Taixu, subsequently releasing three consecutive bolts of Thunder, but they were still shattered by the heroic Jiang Taixu.

Beneath the firmament, Jiang Taixu stood in white robes, graceful and composed, his expression calm.

Everyone was momentarily dazed, seeing the God King who had once dominated the Eastern Wasteland.

It was just that the God King Tribulation was not so easily overcome; the following bolts of lightning were more terrifying and powerful than the last, such that even if a Saint came, they would not dare to take them head-on.

As time passed, Jiang Taixu's aura gradually weakened, while the power of the Heavenly Tribulation grew increasingly formidable.

Finally, under the seventh bolt of Thunder, a wisp of fresh blood spilled from the corner of Jiang Taixu's mouth; that God King blood stained his white robes, turning into streaks of desolate crimson petals that were breathtakingly stunning.

"There are still two Heavenly Tribulations left, but unfortunately, most of my strength has already been exhausted."

Jiang Taixu analyzed in his heart that this Great Saint tribulation was indeed not easy to overcome; throughout history, countless geniuses had stopped here.

Boom!

The eighth Heavenly Tribulation arrived, ten times more terrifying than before, to the point where one could feel the heavens and earth roaring, as if a Primordial Fierce Beast had been born.

Boom!

Under this Heavenly Tribulation, Jiang Taixu vomited a large amount of blood, his aura withered, his figure staggered, and he knelt on one knee, his face as pale as paper.

Although he had survived it, he had little strength left.

Compared to the previous eight Heavenly Tribulations, the phenomenon of the ninth Heavenly Tribulation seemed less powerful, yet it exuded a trace of something bizarre.

Ye Fan's entire heart was in his throat; he dared not speak, praying in his heart that Jiang Taixu could pass through safely.

"The ninth God King tribulation, although it looks less impressive than before, does not test a cultivator's Flesh, but their mental will. Once one fails to pass, everything before was in vain, and there will be no chance of resurrection—a true death where the body dies and the Taoism dissipates," said Duan De.

Sure enough, within the sea of thunder, a bizarre bolt of lightning struck directly at Jiang Taixu's glabella and quickly vanished.

Jiang Taixu immediately sat cross-legged, appearing isolated from the world; his aura dropped rapidly, his life essence was consumed by more than half in an instant, and his Skin withered like tree bark, like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

"This looks somewhat like a Heart Demon Tribulation," said Xu Que.

Soon, Jiang Taixu's life vitality showed signs of climbing, as if he had broken through the Primordial Spirit tribulation, undergoing a final destruction followed by reconstruction, like a silkworm transforming into a butterfly.

Seeing this scene, the old monsters on the cloud bank could no longer sit still; if they did not strike now, they feared Jiang Taixu would truly sublimate into a Great Saint.

"Attack!"

One old monster's figure blurred; he took out a supreme magical treasure, tore through space, and killed his way to Jiang Taixu's side, aiming directly for his head.

It was at this moment that Han Li pinched a seal with one hand, and the Talismans hidden for miles around exploded instantly, forming a massive mushroom cloud that devoured the old monster.

"With such power, he won't be blown to death, will he?" said Ye Wen.

"There is the 'smoke-injury law'; if this old monster were so easily killed, that would be great," Xu Que retorted.

"Indeed, this old man feels at least like a Saint-level powerhouse," Ye Fan said with a solemn expression.

Sure enough, as the smoke and clouds dispersed, a disheveled, hunched old man appeared in everyone's sight.

Apart from his hair standing straight up, the old man had no other injuries, and he roared: "Who dares to ambush this seat!"

Ye Fan stepped on the Golden Light of Vertical Earth, reaching the old monster's side in an instant, starting with the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, and shouted:

"It's your Grandpa Ye!"

Originally, Ye Fan had prepared to make up a name to muddle through, but he was a Sacred Body, and his target was too obvious.

He couldn't hide it at all!

Besides, he was now a Zhan Dao King, and his Desolate Ancient Sacred Body had absorbed the essence of so much roasted Primordial Fierce Beast meat that his combat power had reached an unfathomable level; why hide? He would just beat all enemies to a pulp.

The Saint-level old monster had not yet reacted when Ye Fan's heavy fist arrived right in his face.

As the saying goes, chaotic punches can beat a master to death. Ye Fan did not follow the routine; he attacked with full force, and under a set of combos, right in front of everyone, he tore a Saint old monster to pieces alive.

Splat!

A great rain of blood fell upon the earth; the blood of a Saint was enough to shatter mountain ranges and great peaks because the power contained within it was too terrifying.

Although the old monster Saint's Flesh had been beaten and torn apart by Ye Fan, his Primordial Spirit remained, and he revealed a look of venomous hatred, shouting:

"Brat, do you know that this old man is an ancestor of the XX Sacred Land in the Central Plains? For hurting this seat like this, wait for our wrath."

"Screw your Sacred Land, die for me!"

Ye Fan ignored him; divine radiance like the scorching sun radiated from his body, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist turned into a Black Hole, grinding the old monster's Primordial Spirit into nothingness, and even dispersed the divinity within the Saint's blood, preventing it from regenerating Flesh.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye; in just a few breaths, a Saint had fallen, and the surrounding hidden Great Abilities had not yet reacted to provide support.

"Who is he!"

"Who is he!"

This was the reaction of many cultivators; when had such a genius appeared?

"Look at his Bitter Sea, a Golden Bitter Sea—it is the Sacred Body Ye Fan who appeared during the Demon Emperor's rage!"

Someone recognized Ye Fan; because they were too far away, some had not noticed at first.

"Ye Fan!"

The Saint Son of Yaoguang Holy Land revealed a trace of surprise in his eyes.

The Saintess Yao Xi's beautiful eyes shifted; this Ye Fan who had stolen her underwear was actually so powerful now.

"This is interesting."

The Saint Son of Yaoguang felt a different kind of thought arise in his heart; he had obtained the inheritance of the Ruthless One and was determined to become a Postnatal Chaos Body, so he naturally needed to Devour countless special constitutions, and the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body was among them.

Moreover, the more powerful the constitution, the greater the effect of the Devour.

Ye Fan had become a Third Immortal Zhan Dao King without a sound, and his Sacred Body was likely at the Small Success stage, or even beyond.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to tear apart a Saint!

"He has become stronger again, damn it."

Ji Haoyue clenched his fists; he had not achieved victory in his initial battle with Ye Fan and had even been teased by him.

Now, how much time had passed? Ye Fan was already at the Third Immortal stage, while he was only at the First Immortal Nine Heavens, not even at the Second Immortal stage.

With his strong self-esteem, he was naturally unwilling, secretly deciding that he must return to the Ji Family secret realm for closed-door cultivation, and would not come out until he became a Saint.

Ji Ziyue's eyes were crystalline, attracted by the high-spirited Ye Fan at this moment, directly ignoring Ji Haoyue's gloomy face.

"He is Ye Fan, truly powerful."

Over at Star Peak, Hua Yunfei said calmly.

Beside him was a woman with a slender and graceful figure; although she could not be called an Absolute beauty, she was still pleasing to the eye—this was Li Xiaoman, Ye Fan's girlfriend from his university days.

After the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, everyone other than Ye Fan basically followed their original trajectories.

Li Xiaoman also went to cultivate in the faction where Hua Yunfei is, and her current cultivation is only at the Dragon Transformation Realm.

Li Xiaoman was shocked by Ye Fan's strength, but still said indifferently: "The tree that stands above the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Ye Fan is still too high-profile; even if he is strong, he cannot compare to these super factions."

"Besides, Senior Brother Hua, your potential is no worse than Ye Fan's; you are merely lying in wait."

"Hehe, perhaps."

Hua Yunfei smiled calmly, as if thinking of something:

"Junior Sister, compared to the path of hegemony, I am actually quite curious and yearning for the world you came from."

"What kind of world is that, exactly? A paradise on earth, or a fairyland?"

"..." Li Xiaoman was silent.

Although Hua Yunfei's shrewdness is unfathomable, he is too naive in certain aspects.

Given the environment of Earth, I reckon even a Great Emperor would have to work 996 there for twenty-five cents an hour; how could it be as magical as this cultivation world?

Although it is a bit cruel here, with cultivators breaking into fights at the drop of a hat and no guarantee of life, one can still live freely as long as one is steady, and most importantly, one can live for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

If one is lucky, becoming a Hegemon of a region is not impossible.

"That is just an ordinary world; there will be a chance in the future, Senior Brother Hua," Li Xiaoman said.

After tearing a Saint apart with his bare hands, Ye Fan could not help but feel exhilarated and let out a long whistle; having been running for his life all this time, he could finally face his enemies head-on, and the pent-up frustration was swept away.

Let's see who calls him Ye the Runner from now on; he is Ye Fan, the Sacred Body Ye Fan!

But then a crisis descended, and several figures surrounded Ye Fan—five people in total.

The lowest among them were Saints, and there were even Saint King-level ones; in the Eastern Wasteland, they would all be at the level of ancestors.

"What kind of skill is it to bully the few with the many? If you have the guts, fight me one-on-one!"

Ye Fan shouted defiantly, but golden light sprouted beneath his feet; this was the opening stance of the Golden Light Ground-Traversal, ready to flee a thousand miles away at any moment.

Wishing everyone a successful 520, may you be as comfortable as a fish in water, and please give me a monthly ticket.