Chapter 593

"Pfft."

He thrust his spear forward, blood splattering everywhere; Wang Teng dodged a fraction too slowly,

and one of his arms was reduced to a bloody pulp, sent flying away.

Now, Ye Fan possessed an invincible momentum; after confronting him,

every strike was grand and imposing, and every move suppressed him.

"I am not reconciled! I was born bearing the great fortune of heaven and earth; what right do you have to fight me? I possess the Nine Secrets,

and I possess two volumes of the Great Emperor's ancient scriptures—I will definitely kill you!"

He had gone mad; the demonic patterns on his forehead grew heavier as he attacked forward.

Ye Fan's heart jolted; he finally understood why Wang Teng had been unable to recover.

To be precise, he learned why he could be resurrected; this was no longer entirely him.

Something was parasitizing his body; the so-called demonic fetus was definitely not Wang Teng.

The Northern Emperor had been demonized, and he could no longer control himself.

This should be... another wisp of energy occupying his body and wreaking havoc.

A chill surged in Ye Fan's heart.

He must not let this person go.

He had to kill him completely.

He shouted loudly: "Demonic fetus, surrender your head!"

The two engaged in a fierce battle, Ye Fan wielding his invincible fighting intent.

After their seventh clash, he sent the golden ancient war chariot flying with a single punch.

The sharp spear tip swept across, and Wang Teng's blood-stained head flew off at an angle.

"Pfft."

Ye Fan caught up and pierced the head with his spear,

pinning it to the dark gold spear tip as trails of blood dripped down.

"Tell me all your secrets!"

"Haha... I am Wang Teng! No, I am the mark left behind by the invincible Emperor of the Undying Mountain.

You cannot kill me, hahaha..."

The gleaming, sharp spear tip flashed with a dark gold luster, with shocking bloodstains dripping down.

A head was pinned upon it, black hair matted into strands by the fresh blood.

Wang Teng's expression was ferocious, his eyes filled with endless coldness and blood-red light.

Filled with unwillingness, he emitted a spiritual sense fluctuation and roared:

"You will never obtain the Luan Gu Scripture, nor will you obtain the Ancient Emperor Scripture.

Even if I die, I will not leave them to you. As for the 'Qian' Secret among the Nine Secrets,

I am the only one in this world who knows it; let it be lost forever!"

He screamed and roared, his sanity in chaos, the demonic patterns on his forehead becoming increasingly clear.

It made him look as if he had lost his human form; black light surged from his crown, and an unknown creature was actually about to manifest.

Ye Fan flicked his finger, golden immortal light scattering the black light.

Thunder rumbled in his palm as he prepared to forcibly extract Wang Teng's primordial spirit to examine it.

"You are no longer the pure Wang Teng; you are a combination of your original wisp of resentment and the shattered demonic fetus of the Undying Mountain.

Living in such pain is worse than death; it is better to find release early."

Ye Fan chanted the true scripture, intending to convert Wang Teng.

He wanted to dissolve that mysterious mark.

This thing might be related to a Supreme Being, making even him feel somewhat uneasy.

"I am undying... Void Great Emperor, I am not finished with you!"

A beast-like roar erupted from within Wang Teng's mind.

His entire skull cracked.

Ye Fan was unafraid, chanting the Scripture of Saving People; he was not worried about any Ancient Emperor reincarnation.

If that were truly the case, Wang Teng would have been controlled long ago and would not have ended up like this.

Thinking about it, it was merely a wisp of evil thought.

A fragmented spiritual mark, no matter how terrifying, could not stir up any waves!

"Kill, kill, kill..."

Wang Teng continued to roar.

Cold, demonic sounds began to emanate from his mouth.

An indescribable secret technique was unleashed.

Black light surged from his crown, condensing into a demonic fetus.

Its entire body was pitch black, with wind and thunder wings on its back,

ancestral dragon horns on its head, and chaos light beneath its feet—it was quite imposing!

"You were killed by the Void Great Emperor over a hundred thousand years ago; you are just a wisp of remnant thought.

You don't even know who you are anymore; perish early!"

Ye Fan said coldly.

He chanted the Scripture of Saving People, his entire body emitting immeasurable light, becoming increasingly sacred and auspicious; countless black clouds instantly collapsed and dissolved.

"Ah..."

Wang Teng and that phantom screamed together, their voices miserable.

"Bang!!"

Ye Fan was shocked; the skull cracked.

He instantly extracted the primordial spirit,

wanting to read its memories; this was a priceless immortal burial,

containing the Great Emperor's inheritance and the wondrous arts of the Nine Secrets.

"I won't let you have your way!" Wang Teng screamed, his entire primordial spirit exploding and burning fiercely.

Ye Fan tried to seize it, not hesitating to use a Saint Artifact to suppress it, but it was very strange.

His primordial spirit was difficult to control.

It burned ever more fiercely; even cutting or severing it was useless.

"You won't get it. The 'Qian' Secret cultivates the primordial spirit; you cannot control me.

Hahaha... let the Nine Secrets be lost here, an eternal echo!"

Ye Fan exerted all his strength to prevent his spirit from being destroyed.

The 'Qian' Secret was of great importance.

It was the supreme method for cultivating the primordial spirit, allowing one to perceive danger in advance.

If not for the green immortal cauldron in his body that could obscure the heavenly secrets, he would have been divined by others.

Perhaps Wang Teng could have used the 'Qian' Secret to foresee this and not come here to intercept him.

"Hahaha... you will never obtain the 'Qian' Secret; walk to the end with me!"

Wang Teng's primordial spirit turned into a sheet of fire, disappearing inch by inch.

If a person seeks death, no one can stop them.

Especially something like a primordial spirit, which cannot be imprisoned.

Even Ye Fan found it difficult to seal it at this moment, nearly letting it escape several times.