Chapter 212

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Protagonist:

Jiang Xuan

Heaven and earth seemed to be clenched by an invisible giant hand; the gazes of countless living beings burned intensely.

Countless gazes focused on that slender yet unyielding figure of Fairy Zixia. Their heartbeats thundered like rolling thunder within their chests, yet due to extreme tension they dared not breathe the slightest, as if the flow of a single breath would disturb that delicate balance about to decide fate.

Countless orthodoxies in the universe fell silent; they had traversed heaven and earth, weathered countless storms, yet at this moment their palms sweated, and they dared not blink, afraid to miss the miracle moment that might appear under the suppression of ten thousand Daos.

Ordinary cultivators clustered densely like ants in the distance, standing on tiptoe and craning their necks, their eyes filled with fanaticism and trepidation.

They trembled under this vast heaven-and-earth pressure, yet still forced themselves to look toward Zixia — that was the yearning to defy heaven and change fate, the longing to break the shackles.

The entire world trembled in this tense silence.

"Has Zixia-meimei proven the Dao?" Yao Xi's palms sweated.

Jiang Xuan shook his head and sighed: "Proving the Dao in an impossible era is harder than ascending to the blue heavens!"

"However, this tribulation crossing is not entirely without benefit."

"What if you killed that old Golden Crow?"

Jiang Xuan was stunned, then laughed: "One Dao suppresses ten thousand Daos, in harmony with the Dao; even if the old Golden Crow dies it is the same — it cannot dissipate for ten thousand years."

"You all must cultivate more diligently; in all matters you must be cautious." Jiang Xuan looked at Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and Yao Xi.

Over five hundred years of cultivation, Ye Fan and Pang Bo had also reached the Quasi-Emperor realm; Ye Fan was merely one step away from Great Perfection of Holy Body.

In past years, such achievement would look down on all past ages; in this current Golden Age their demeanor was also first-rate, but with Jiang Xuan suppressing heaven and earth, he attracted all gazes.

Hearing this, everyone's hearts chilled; they secretly pondered whether this was a warning — could a major upheaval be imminent? Worry appeared on every face.

"Is the great war about to begin?"

"Correct, the Forbidden Zone Great War is about to erupt!" Jiang Xuan's gaze was sharp as lightning, gazing afar at that vast, boundless, and profoundly mysterious star system.

"Forbidden Zone Great War!?" Ye Fan and Pang Bo both felt a powerful shock; hot blood surged wildly within their bodies.

Jiang Xuan had once depicted for them a grand and magnificent blueprint of a vast war — could this moment be the time that great war opens?

"It is not that I want to provoke trouble; over these three hundred years I have performed deductions many times, knowing a huge crisis is quietly approaching. Until Zixia crossed the tribulation, I became even more certain — someone, out of inner fear, afraid I would sweep away the Forbidden Zones one by one, intends to make a move against me."

Hearing this, everyone froze in place; a hair-raising feeling surged in their hearts.

Could it be that a Supreme is about to act?

"They have always been waiting for the opportunity, longing to settle the score with me, the Golden Crow Great Emperor, and use this chance to eliminate me. However, I have never given them an opening." Jiang Xuan's tone was steady and calm, yet faintly revealed a kingly domineering aura that looked down on all under heaven and controlled Qian Kun.

Jiang Xuan stood towering in the vast heaven and earth; Xuanhuang Qi circulated around him, as if able to hook and connect past, present, and future, driving the cosmos and wilderness.

Jiang Xuan looked at Ye Fan; in the world, those who could fight shoulder to shoulder with him, Ye Fan ranked first.

"Worldly winds and clouds converge; crisis and opportunity coexist. We cultivators are originally those who defy heaven and change fate — why fear a difficult road ahead? Ye Fan, I await the day of your Great Perfection; that will be the time you shake Qian Kun with bare hands and shock the universe!"

As his words fell, heaven and earth seemed to ring with an ancient and mysterious bell toll — the echo of the Long River of Time, and also the resonance of Jiang Xuan's will.

He raised his hand and waved; the Void instantly split open with a brilliant crack; the terrifying scenes of the Forbidden Zones flickered faintly, yet Jiang Xuan merely smiled faintly:

"These so-called Life Forbidden Zones are nothing more than our trial grounds for tempering will and hammering cultivation. I have a lifelong vow: I swear to conquer these Forbidden Zones one by one, so that between heaven and earth there will no longer be any shackles that can bind our hearts and steps!"

At this moment his figure seemed to become even more towering and tall; the Xuanhuang Qi circulating around him grew even richer, as if resonating with heaven and earth, becoming the unique overlord of this world.

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Another hundred years passed; this day the entire universe boiled.

The Holy Body is about to reach Great Perfection!

Ye Fan sat cross-legged in the Void, his whole body radiating brilliance ten thousand zhang.

Boom—!

As if heaven and earth were roaring in anger, it was the blood within his body surging violently, deafening, as if to shatter this universe.

The surrounding stars were all affected, trembling violently with the rhythm of this power, resonating with his breathing rhythm.

Ye Fan's silhouette was emaciated like withered wood, white hair like snow, fully displaying the appearance of decrepit old age.

However, right at this seemingly oil-exhausted lamp-dry moment, an extremely domineering vitality suddenly awakened like a slumbering giant beast, erupting without any warning.

"Puff!"

Like the explosive roar of the universe's initial opening.

Ye Fan's body shook violently; in an instant, flesh and blood exploded like detonated ammunition, scattering in all directions. A crimson beam of light surged skyward from his Tianling Cover like a mad dragon, instantly transforming into a gigantic cauldron that stood towering between heaven and earth.

This cauldron radiated brilliance ten thousand zhang; red light rushed skyward like angry flames; in merely a split second, that red light became a surging torrent, drowning the vast star sea with irresistible force.

Inside the giant cauldron, red blood was like a vast ocean, endless; the vast vitality seemed like the primordial power born from the universe's chaos, boundless and limitless.

Ye Fan's already withered-wood-like body continuously cracked; cracks spread like spider webs.

Golden blood slowly seeped from those cracks; then he suddenly opened his mouth, a golden streak shot out like a meteor chasing the moon. Where that golden blood fell, ten thousand Daos of golden light bloomed; every drop contained domineering power sufficient to overturn Qian Kun.

"The Holy Body is about to reach Great Perfection!?"

Inside the Forbidden Zones, several Supremes stirred restlessly; one Jiang Heavenly Emperor had already made them extremely passive; if another Great Perfection Holy Body were added, the consequences were unpredictable.

Jiang Xuan sat cross-legged on Fenbao Cliff, expression unchanged; with a thought, terrifying killing intent filled the star sky; the four Slaughter Swords — red, blue, black, white — hung suspended at the Four Extremes of heaven and earth.

Killing intent was like a viscous blood sea, tightly enveloping the entire star sea. Every breath of countless people was like pulling a rusted saw, exceptionally harsh in this deathly silent atmosphere.

Cold sweat continuously seeped from the foreheads of Ancient Supremes, slid down their cheeks, dropped onto the ground, emitting a faint yet thunderous sound that continuously amplified in their ears.

The air seemed to have frozen into ice; chill spread from the soles of their feet straight to the tops of their heads. Many Ancient Supremes trembled slightly — not from cold, but from fear that penetrated to the bone marrow.

"Hateful, this Jiang Heavenly Emperor is not human!"

"We might as well continue in silence, quietly awaiting the next life."

Ye Fan, reborn through fire from the furnace of blood and bone, like the most brilliant star at the universe's initial opening.

This placed him at the peak of power in the present age.

Every inch of Ye Fan's skin and every muscle seemed forged from the purest power between Heaven and Earth; his Primordial Spirit surged like an endless ocean, profound and boundless.

Radiance around Ye Fan erupted like billions of supernovae exploding at once, fierce and domineering, burning the entire Time to ashes.

His flesh and blood seemed cast from a Star Core, flickering with Star Light, brilliant enough that none dared look directly. Where the radiance swept, mountains and rivers collapsed in an instant.

Ye Fan had entered the strongest state of his life; blood light surged from his Tianling Cover like a roaring blood-red Dragon, rushing straight toward the boundless Heavenly Vault.

Within the blood light, the Heavenly Destiny Scroll slowly unfurled; a giant, as if awakening from slumber, stepped heavily upon the heart of the Universe, twisting and trembling Time beneath his feet.

It was an aura of dominance that transcended Life and Death and spanned Time. Like a shockwave from the birth of the Universe, centered on Ye Fan, it spread toward the endless distance; wherever it reached, all was cowed by this power.

The radiance from Ye Fan's Tianling Cover had now reached its extreme; mountains and rivers were crushed to powder by this power in an instant beneath the light. Wherever the light passed, Space was torn and Time twisted.

The Golden Villain stepping out from between Ye Fan's brows was the ultimate manifestation of his power. Though small in form, every movement contained enough power to overturn Qian Kun. He took a step and directly ascended to the highest heavens.

Within the Eight Wastes and Six Harmonies, the entire Universe felt Ye Fan's suffocating Momentum.

Like a boundless Sea of Thunder, filling the entire Universe Space.

This was the unprecedented great Tribulation Number Ye Fan faced; Ye Fan stood unshaken in the storm, his gaze without a trace of fear, only defiance against every challenge between Heaven and Earth.

Boom—!

A muffled sound, as if Shang Cang's Chariot came rumbling from beyond the Clouds of Jiu Xiao, bringing a Momentum that destroyed all things. A more terrifying Great Tribulation descended; the Destruction Thunder hanging high above the heads of All Living Beings sought to erase Ye Fan.

In an instant, endless thunderlight surged forth like raging waves; it was the eighty-one layers of the Zi Xiao Great Tribulation, as if Shang Cang had opened his Heavenly Eye in anger. Every thread of thunderlight was condensed from Great Dao Laws, turning into purple Qi that covered the sky and pressed down like a Curtain of the Heavens.

This purple Qi was supreme; its vast Momentum seemed able to devour the Time of past, present, and future all at once, unmatched.

The eighty-one layers of Great Tribulation, each like a heaven, stacked layer upon layer; endless purple Qi permeated the entire Universe. Wherever it reached, Star Rivers shattered, and the Universe was like a Mirror Surface struck by an Iron Hammer, crumbling inch by inch.

Countless Star Rivers were instantly shrouded by Destruction power; all Planets exploded in an instant, turning into nothingness powder, not one remaining—a scene of the apocalypse.

Never had there been such a world-ending tribulation! Ordinary cultivators, even exhausting their imagination, could not conceive of such a disaster. Even Ye Fan, who had traversed Heaven and Earth and endured countless storms, had never faced such a terrifying Tribulation Number.

Ye Fan now stood at the center of this storm of Destruction. His body had been tempered to the peak of his life, an existence transcending the mundane; his qi and blood were like a boundless ocean, surging and roaring, containing power enough to overturn Heaven and Earth.

This power roared and surged within him, like a Dragon imprisoned for a thousand years, no longer able to be suppressed, choosing to face this Great Tribulation that could destroy the Universe!

"Rise!"

Ye Fan roared in anger; the Divine Cauldron atop his Head Top instantly soared into the air. Chaotic Qi swirled within the cauldron, its mouth rapidly expanded, and it immediately displayed the might of swallowing Heaven and Earth, actually swallowing all eighty-one threads of Zi Xiao Heavenly Tribulation. In the blink of an eye, Heaven and Earth became empty, with nothing else.

Such a sight was truly shocking; if any cultivator were present, they would surely be terrified out of their wits. Such divine power actually made the sky full of Sea of Thunder vanish in an instant!

You must know, that Zi Xiao Heavenly Tribulation could shatter Star Rivers into powder. Yet Ye Fan relied on this cauldron to easily resolve such a terrifying Tribulation Number.

This cauldron had the power to suppress all things and absorb Heavenly Punishment; this was a method only a Supreme possessed, beyond ordinary imagination.

All sides of the Universe were shaken. When such a Great Tribulation appeared, it drew the attention of all sides. Especially the Supremes in the Life Forbidden Zone were alarmed; they felt a familiar sensation from this aura, after all, they had also experienced similar Tribulation Numbers.

"Such a grand tribulation; the Holy Body might perhaps become a Huang Gao Shou through this!"

"To endure such a huge Tribulation Number, his potential is limitless, future achievements unpredictable; perhaps he is a second Jiang Tian Di."

If the Great Tribulation appears, even with a thousand hiding methods, it is all in vain.

Even Array Patterns that can deceive Heaven and hide Earth, before such a Tribulation Number, are like a mantis trying to stop a Chariot, utterly useless. This Sea of Thunder is like the ocean when Chaos first opened, vast and boundless, beyond mortal imagination, and cannot be shielded by any means.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the Great Tribulation roared like an angry Dragon, its Momentum increasing geometrically. Xuan Light like a world-destroying sword poured down from above the nine heavens; wherever it reached, all things were devoured.

The vastness of the Sea of Thunder had already surpassed the limit that World living beings could understand. Like a peerless giant beast, it turned this Heaven and Earth into an Evil Land filled with deathly aura. Where the breath of life was like a remnant candle in the wind, once stepped in, one would be instantly split apart by that terrifying power, like fragile Glass under an Iron Hammer turning to powder.

Ye Fan's expression was Heavy; he knew this Great Tribulation had just begun, but its violent power was enough to instantly turn a Quasi-Emperor Level expert into ashes. Even with his extraordinary strength, he dared not slacken at this moment, focusing entirely to prepare to welcome this Great Tribulation.

The Universe seemed to weep; thunder roared and surged like an ocean. Where the Heavenly Tribulation Light shone, stars dimmed and no longer sparkled. Every thread of Lightning was like a tentacle of the apocalypse, madly Interweaving and surging in the Void, wanting to fill every inch of Space of this Universe with Destruction power.

This Great Tribulation was the trace produced by the collision of the Universe's most Primordial Qi Rules, like Pangu's Axe splitting open Heaven and Earth, mercilessly cleaving all things.

Hum!

The Great Tribulation continued unceasingly; new divine tribulations descended again. Above the Heavenly Vault, dozens of kinds of Tribulation Punishment arrived like rolling floods, coming with great force. Ye Fan looked up to the sky and let out a long cry, Fearless Color, Welcoming Attack.

This place had become the most terrifying Purgatory in the Universe; brilliant light shone, illuminating past and present Time together. Heaven and Earth trembled violently, unable to bear the weight under this endless Momentum.

"Break!"

Radiance burst from between Ye Fan's brows; a Golden Villain soared into the sky. Radiance shone all around the villain, like God Descends to the World. It opened its mouth wide, swallowing one by one the various thunderlights pouring down like Rain into its belly. Thunderlight entering the body was like being baptized, washing Ye Fan's body, tempering his Primordial Spirit, then nourishing his flesh, making it ever stronger.

Ye Fan stood amidst the most terrifying thunderlight storm, using the thunderlight to temper his body, condense the Divine Cauldron, forge his Primordial Spirit, like a phoenix reborn from fire, advancing toward becoming an immortal True God.

This was an intense process filled with Blood and Fire, fraught with danger. Every thread of thunderlight was like the Scythe of the God of Death, at any moment possibly turning Ye Fan to ashes in this once-in-past-ages Electric Fire Storm.

However, if he could survive this world-ending tribulation, he would surely stand proudly between Heaven and Earth, and no equal could be found in the World again.

(Chapter End)