Chapter 110: Jiang Shan Ru Hua

Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and the big black dog entered the field, surrounding Zixia Fairy in the middle in a triangular formation.

"We mean no harm to the Fairy; we only wish to discuss a great fortune with her," Ye Fan said, not wanting to come to blows directly.

Zixia Fairy did not answer; her whole being seemed to merge with heaven and earth, existing in a profoundly mysterious state, where every movement seemed to contain the Great Dao, her peerless immortal beauty connected with the Dao.

Boom!

A scroll that covered the sky and obscured the sun rushed out from within her, unfurling like a heavenly picture scroll, with endless Dao rhymes circulating; within the scroll stood towering divine mountains and surging great waves, magnificent and beautiful, Zixia Fairy shining in harmony with it, the land like a painting, the beauty like a poem.

Map of Mountains and Rivers!

"Careful, this is a great weapon condensed with Dao and principle!"

The Zi Fu Saintess was like a pure and jade-like female immortal, serene and indifferent; though the three of them surrounded her, she showed not a trace of tension or panic, as if it were all perfectly ordinary.

The big black dog acted first, wearing a golden great bell, rushing up from behind to strike a black blow.

Boom!

The Zi Fu Saintess's three thousand strands of green hair fluttered and surged, green hair like a waterfall, purple qi surging, shattering the spatial fluctuations and instantly dissolving the great bell's attack.

Rumble rumble!

She raised her jade hand, unfurling the scroll, and a real world emerged from within the scroll, with sun, moon, and stars shining brilliantly inside, divine mountains standing tall, sea waves surging forth, stirring people's primordial spirits and physical bodies.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo involuntarily rose from the ground at once, drawn by the power within the scroll, the power sinking into the scroll.

Bang!

The earth trembled; Ye Fan had the Wanqi Mother Qi Source Ding atop his head to suppress himself, with Xuan Huang Two Qi hanging down, and Ye Fan instantly steadied his silhouette.

Pang Bo held the Xuan Huang Great Sword and struck with great force; the Xuan Huang Great Sword shot out a thread of Xian Qi power, striking the scroll.

"Zi Fu Saintess, her reputation is well deserved!" The two men and one dog exclaimed; after just one exchange, they had nearly been sucked into the scroll by the Zi Fu Saintess.

The Zi Fu Saintess showed no ripple, no joy or anger, as if all this had nothing to do with her, giving a feeling of drifting free from the world and standing alone, as if not engaged in a life-and-death battle, but rather strolling leisurely, watching the tides rise and fall.

This was not disdain for the two men and one dog opposite her, but her natural disposition; even in peril, she remained without ripple, transcendent and detached from the world.

Ye Fan stepped forward, the Great Dao Treasure Vase and Ten Thousand Things Source Cauldron circling above his head; as he stepped forward, each step made the earth tremble, like a Heavenly Emperor patrolling the universe.

Boom!

Ye Fan acted; his left hand pinched the Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Law Seal, his right hand evolved the Battle Saint Law, like a god or demon, his great palm domain encompassed time and space; with just a light strike, space rippled like water.

Black light and golden light crisscrossed and shone together, casting Ye Fan like an ancient demon god from afar, his body full of explosive power; as his silhouette trembled, he crushed everything, the earth collapsed, the high sky broke waves.

Ye Fan struck the Zi Fu Saintess with endless divine power; a Great Dao Treasure Vase crashed down with a boom, the power to shatter everything directly sweeping forward.

Bang!

The Zi Fu Saintess's expression did not change, not a ripple; her jade hand was white as jade, her ten fingers slender, crystal clear like water onions; she lightly stroked, pointing at the Great Dao Treasure Vase.

Seemingly light as clouds and gentle as wind, without a trace of killing intent, and indeed without a trace of killing intent, like the most ordinary behavior, yet all three men's faces changed greatly.

This finger was not simple; a finger without any divine art, yet as if ten thousand Dao bore down upon it, with the sound of the Great Dao roaring around her, simply like a daughter of the Heavenly Dao.

Boom!

The Great Dao Treasure Vase met the jade finger; with a bang, it was instantly broken, a tiny notch appearing, the black light dimming.

"Hoo!"

The Tianqiong shook; Ye Fan suddenly withdrew his right hand, appearing to listen intently, strode forward, evolved the Battle Saint Law, and unleashed a move of Baji Top Heart Elbow; instantly heaven and earth resounded, a heaven-and-earth-shaking arm, as if cast from gold, crashed forth in impact.

The Zi Fu Saintess remained without ripple; her slender jade hand lightly waved, as if plucking at the Great Dao; the terrifying Top Heart Elbow fell into a muddy swamp and could never reach her body.

"Break!"

Ye Fan flew into the air, a great roc spreading its wings, swift as lightning; with every zhang he rose, his aura increased a point; when he rose to a thousand zhang in the high sky, the void shattered, and heaven and earth trembled.

He was like a world-annihilating mad dragon, his head of black hair dancing wildly, his eyes like two heavenly blades, cutting through everything; his ancient bronze golden body flashed with invincible light, destroying everything—the nine heavens' gang wind could not shatter a single bit.

"You may be in harmony with the Dao, but my divine fist will shatter you."

Ye Fan sacrificed the Wanqi Mother Qi Source Ding and fought true fire with the Zi Fu Saintess; the Tianqiong and the great earth were both cracked open.

"Boom!"

The mad dragon roared; a hundred-zhang great cauldron rushed straight down, swaying in the sky, pressing directly upon the Zi Fu Saintess, the dragon's cry howling as it smashed down.

The Zi Fu Saintess existed in a state hard to describe, one with heaven and earth, merged with ten thousand Dao; with a wave of her jade hand, a flick of her jade finger, wherever it passed, the void twisted, space trembled; whoever was struck would surely be crushed to dust, with not the slightest chance of survival.

This was a battle of needle against wheat awn; Ye Fan's fist art was like a dragon, great momentum and heavy power, Xian Qi power destroying all tangible and intangible attacks; under the double fists of what he learned from evolving the Battle Saint Law, the Heavenly Vault went wild.

The Zi Fu Saintess was innately close to the Dao, one with the Heavenly Vault, one with heaven and earth; she tossed her green hair, waved her jade hand, without a trace of mortal worldly air, yet the might she erupted was terror beyond compare; shaking heaven and earth? This was a battle of evenly matched opponents.

"Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art!" The Zi Fu Saintess finally spoke, calmly saying these words.

The secret art Ye Fan employed indeed took Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art as its mainstay; though he had not absorbed anyone's primordial qi, the unique quality of the art itself could not be hidden from people.

Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art, the supreme secret art of the Ancient Great Emperor, inherited by the Ruthless Emperor, its might invincible under Tianxia, interpreting the two words "devour" to the extreme.

Unexpectedly, the current Holy Body was an inheritor of the Renren lineage; the Zi Fu Saintess thought to herself as she pointed a finger.

Between heaven and earth there seemed to be only this slender jade finger like a green onion; space shattered like tofu, a Black Channel appeared, pointing at Ye Fan; the Zi Fu Saintess's state of mind showed ripples for the first time, a trace of mortal worldly air leaking out as she acted; she was like a goddess descending to the world, like a female immortal returning to life, ten thousand Dao pressing down horizontally.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan's aura rushed to the heavens, shocking heaven and earth; he took a step, his right fist smashing through everything, striking before the Zi Fu Saintess; his left hand pinched the Xian Qi Seal, wanting to transform away the sky-full of Dao rhymes.

"One thought, flowers bloom; ruling Tianxia!"

Ye Fan stood on a golden immortal flower, his black hair dancing wildly; the divine art of an Exiled Immortal, when used by him, was like a demon god; he gave up close combat, instead wanting to unleash the peerless forbidden art of Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art.

Endless golden flower petals fell, crystal clear and lustrous; Ye Fan was like a true divine spirit, flawless and spotless, supremely holy; every golden flower petal was his avatar.

"Hualalala"

A cool breeze brushed; looking around, the sky was full of Ye Fan's figures, unable to tell whether they were petals or bodies he had born into the tens of millions, true and false hard to distinguish.

Space shattered; a terrifying aura enveloped all things; this was an unimaginable Great Terror, as if all things were withering.

(Chapter End)