Chapter 868
Difficult
A powerful aura emanated from Hong Yi, whose flesh and blood had been reborn.
It's stronger than before.
Wang Lin's three clones simultaneously stopped their approach.
"The Dharma body of the Tathagata... is shattered and reshaped."
Hong Yi uttered a few words softly, his hands, which had become solid again, flipped in front of his chest, each movement of his fingers precise to the extreme.
The phantom of the Falun began to appear between his ten fingers.
Sumeru Wheel.
Vajra Wheel.
Thoroughly turn the wheel.
Divine Punishment Wheel.
Thousand Lotus Flowers.
One after another, the Dharma wheel surged out of his body, nested layer upon layer, spinning endlessly.
"This martial art was created by my father, Hong Xuanji, after a lifetime of hard work."
Hong Yi raised his hands, and thirty-three layers of Dharma wheels unfolded around him, each carrying a different Dao principle. The Wheel of Life and the Wheel of Death rotated alternately, the Wheel of Creation devoured all things, and the Wheel of Heaven crushed the laws...
"The Wheel of Life and Death in All Heavens!"
boom!!!
Thirty-three Dharma wheels turned simultaneously, turning heaven and earth upside down.
Wherever the Falun rolls, laws are crushed, space is crushed, and even light is crushed into the most primitive particles.
Wang Lin's ancient demon form reacted the fastest, his figure shifting unpredictably as he attempted to pass through the gaps in the Falun.
But the Falun has no gaps.
The thirty-three layers of the Dharma wheel are interlocked, with the inner layer, the Sumeru wheel, locking in the vital energy; the middle layer, the Vajra wheel, cutting off the retreat route; and the outer layer, the Heavenly Wheels, suppressing everything.
The transformation techniques of the ancient demon form are meaningless in the face of the Dharma Wheel.
Its body was grazed by the edge of the Falun.
Just once.
The entire ancient demon's body was torn apart from the middle, disintegrating into countless fragments of demonic energy.
Wang Lin spat out a mouthful of blood mist, staggering backward. One of his three divine powers was lost, and his primordial spirit suffered a violent backlash, twisting half of his face into a distorted shape.
"No...impossible!"
Hong Yi ignored him.
The Falun continued to expand outwards, encroaching on every corner of the battlefield.
Su Ming dodged to the side, and the Falun grazed his ribs.
For an instant.
Three of his ribs were broken off, and the bone fragments pierced his internal organs.
The Primordial Sword Dragon that Fang Yuan conjured was crushed head-on by the Dharma Wheel. Its silver dragon scales peeled off inch by inch, and the massive dragon body was ground into a deep, bone-revealing ravine by the wheel. The mournful dragon roar echoed throughout the star field.
"You're going to fight to the death, huh?"
Ye Fan wiped the blood off his face and grinned.
His golden aura suddenly changed.
That was no longer the vast power inherent in the Holy Body, but something deeper and more profound.
Time began to spiral out of control around him, blurring the lines between past and future.
Ye Fan formed a hand seal.
"Transformation is effortless!"
The seal was set.
The void behind him cracked open.
It's not a spatial rift, it's a temporal rift.
Ye Fan emerged from the crack.
Then comes the second one.
The third.
The tenth one.
The hundredth!
Thousands of Ye Fans stepped out from the river of time, each radiating the complete fluctuations of the Seventh Heaven of Primordial Chaos Laws, and each fist condensing the ultimate fist intent of the Heavenly Emperor Fist.
Bai Xiaochun slammed the turtle-patterned pot onto his head with a loud thud.
"This... my goodness..."
Thousands of Ye Fans, along with the Thirty-Threefold Dharma Wheel, crushed all enemies in the same breath.
A thousand punches were thrown at once.
The Falun are turning in unison.
The entire sealed space exploded from the inside.
The sealed space constructed by Bai Xiaochun using the power of time reversal and the power of the Origin Dominator could only last for less than seven breaths under the combined efforts of Ye Fan and Hong Yi.
Click!
Cracks spread out from the inside of the space barrier, densely covering the entire structure.
Bai Xiaochun's face turned bright red, and the tortoise-patterned pot desperately released defensive laws to try to repair the cracks.
But it was completely useless.
The crushing power of the Wheel of Life and Death, combined with the Heavenly Emperor Fist of hundreds of Ye Fan's avatars, generated a devastating impact that far exceeded the limits that the seal could withstand.
Rumble!
The sealed space completely collapsed.
Countless fragments flew in all directions, each fragment carrying the destructive aftershocks of the laws.
"Scatter!" Wang Lin roared.
The crowd scattered and fled.
But Ye Fan's avatars gave them no chance to catch their breath.
The first thirty avatars locked onto Su Ming.
Heavenly Fist!
Thirty punches were unleashed simultaneously!
Su Ming's Demon God Suppressing the World Formation condensed once more, unleashing all six arms to desperately resist.
Six arms blocked six punches.
The remaining twenty-four punches landed squarely on him.
Puff puff puff!
Su Ming's chest, abdomen, shoulders, and back exploded simultaneously in twenty-four places, his body was almost riddled with holes.
He screamed in agony as he was blasted into the depths of a nebula by the force of the punch, rolling for millions of miles without being able to stop.
The other fifty avatars surrounded Luo Feng.
Luo Feng transformed into his true form as a golden-horned behemoth, unleashing the full power of the Beast God's Dao.
The Sky-Rending Claw, carrying the supreme mysteries of the fusion of the laws of space and metal, frantically slammed towards every approaching incarnation.
He tore ten of them to pieces.
Twenty.
Thirty.
But the fist of the thirty-first incarnation had already pressed against his back.
boom!
A huge hole blasted open in the back of the giant golden-horned beast's massive body. Luo Feng spat out a jet of blood from the beast's mouth, transformed back into human form, and stumbled backward.
Li Qiye, Qin Yu, Meng Hao, and Lin Lei were each entangled by dozens of incarnations.
Li Qiye's Prison-Suppressing Divine Body withstood more than a dozen punches, his bronze skin cracked open with countless gashes, and blood flowed freely.
The defensive shield that Qin Yu constructed with the power of stars shattered during his fifth punch.
Meng Hao's Nine Forbidden Seals for Demons were broken through by the combined efforts of his three incarnations.
Linley's Dragonblood Warrior form was blasted apart by the force of the punch, revealing his true, bloody body underneath.
Even more terrifying is Hong Yi.
The thirty-threefold Dharma wheel of the Heavenly Cycle of Life and Death has expanded to cover half a star field.
Wherever the Dharma Wheel spins, all matter and laws are crushed into nothingness.
Wang Lin's ancient god and ancient demon forms joined forces to resist, but the Ancient God's God-Slaying Spear was caught by the Wheel of Life and Death and snapped in two.
The destructive power of the remnant night poured into the Dharma Wheel, but was directly devoured by the Wheel of Creation.
"What a grand gesture."
Wang Lin's two clones retreated desperately, and with each step they took, a patch of stars behind them turned to dust.
Fang Yuan's voice came from afar, "He can't hold on for long, his avatar is burning its essence!"
Fang Yuan's assessment was very accurate.
Although Hong Yi's avatar was restored to its original form, it came at the cost of overdrawing its essence.
With each additional rotation of the cycle of life and death in the heavens, his incarnation becomes one step weaker.
Ye Fan's ability to transform himself freely was also rapidly depleting.
For every one of those hundreds or thousands of incarnations that is destroyed, his main incarnation will suffer a corresponding backlash.
Although the golden blood energy was still circulating, its concentration had decreased by 30% from its peak.
"Buy time!" Fang Yuan roared at everyone, "Buy time until they're exhausted!"
The cost of delaying is too high.
Every moment of delay results in someone getting hurt.
Bai Xiaochun unleashed the Water Kingdom for the second time, and thousands of ferocious water beasts rushed towards Ye Fan's avatars.
The ferocious beast was shattered by the force of the punch, but it reformed itself.
While controlling the ferocious beast, he held the tortoise-patterned pot in front of his chest. Occasionally, when he was affected by the blast, he would use the pot to shield himself, and then secretly drink a mouthful of pills when he had a spare moment.
The battlefield is moving rapidly.
After the sealed space shattered, the battle zone expanded outward at a terrifying speed.
Wherever it passed, stars extinguished, planets shattered, and the entire star field was plowed into a destructive belt stretching billions of miles. Two breaths.
The battlefield was pushed from the heart of the 81st War Zone to its edge.
Five breaths.
The battlefield crossed the boundary of the war zone and plunged into the uninhabited star field between the two war zones.
This star field originally contained thousands of stars.
There aren't any left now.
The Falun crushed them, the Heavenly Emperor's Fist shattered them, and the cross-impact of the aftershocks of various laws broke the fragments into molecules.
Su Ming burst out from the depths of the nebula, covered in blood.
He raised his hand, and the Seed of Annihilation appeared in his palm.
The seed burst forth with a light that intertwined with boundless vitality and death, distorting the causal lines around it.
"The Art of Destiny!"
An invisible chain shot out from Su Ming's hand, passing through the obstruction of hundreds of Ye Fan's avatars, and heading straight for Ye Fan's main avatar.
Ye Fan's avatar could not dodge, for fate is everywhere.
The invisible chain wrapped around his right arm.
Ye Fan's right arm withered instantly.
"Brother Ye!"
Hongyi Falun shrank halfway and blocked Ye Fan's way.
But Su Ming had already stopped using his Destiny Technique.
Ye Fan glanced down at his withered right arm without the slightest hesitation.
The Heavenly Emperor Fist, the left fist strikes out.
Its power remains undiminished.
The battlefield has advanced to the very edge of the cosmic wilderness.
This region is the edge of the known universe on the Infinite Continent.
Further ahead lies the chaotic desert, a place even those at the seventh level of the Primordial Realm dare not easily set foot in.
Ye Fan and Hong Yi's avatars, along with nine pursuers, fought their way from the 81st War Zone to here.
The destruction along the way was shocking.
Tens of thousands of stars went out, and hundreds of small star systems were erased from existence.
The aftershocks of the battle spread out, even affecting patrol teams in neighboring war zones. Cultivators hundreds of millions of miles away sensed the terrifying nature of the battle.
However, Ye Fan and Hong Yi's power was also rapidly waning.
Of the hundreds of incarnations he summoned through the Great Law, less than thirty remain today.
Twenty of the thirty-three layers of the Dharma Wheel of Life and Death in the heavens have also darkened.
Hong Yi's avatar became semi-transparent once again.
With each rotation of the Falun, his body became one layer weaker.
opposite.
Wang Lin, Su Ming, and eight others also suffered.
Wang Lin's three divine bodies were reduced to two. The ancient demon's body was riddled with holes, and half of its face had been sliced off by the Falun, revealing the dark radiance of its primordial spirit beneath.
Su Ming's physical body shattered and healed, healed and shattered again, over and over again, no less than ten times.
The curse power of the Candle Nine Yin Curse has been exhausted, and the light of the Seed of Annihilation has dimmed.
Fang Yuan was left with only his main body; all his myriad clones were shattered by the Heavenly Emperor Fist.
His protective shield against the current had seven cracks and could collapse at any moment.
Li Qiye's Prison-Suppressing Divine Body was covered in cracks, and only five of the thirteen illusory palaces were still functioning.
Luo Feng broke one of his legs.
Qin Yu lost sight in his left eye.
Meng Hao vomited blood seventeen times.
Linley could no longer maintain his Dragonblood Warrior form and was forcibly forced back into human form.
Bai Xiaochun is relatively better.
He used the tortoise-shell-patterned pot to shield himself from the entire process, but most of the tortoise-shell patterns on the pot had already broken off.
Both sides suffer.
But the nine opponents have a fatal advantage.
They are the real ones.
Power can be restored when it is depleted, and the physical body can be rebuilt when it is broken.
Ye Fan and Hong Yi are incarnations.
Once the power is exhausted, it's gone.
"The final blow."
Ye Fan looked at Hong Yi.
Hong Yi nodded.
He withdrew the remaining thirteen layers of Dharma Wheels, compressing all his power into a single point.
That spot was in the palm of his right hand.
Sumeru, Vajra, Thorough, Heavenly Punishment... Thirteen layers of Dharma wheels superimposed, forming a jet-black sphere of light the size of a fist.
Every inch of space on the surface of the light sphere alternates repeatedly between collapse and rebirth.
The Great Liberation Technique.
This is a groundbreaking divine power that Hong Yi obtained in the cemetery of philosophers. It is a killing move that reaches the other shore level and can directly obliterate the enemy's flesh and soul.
now.
He merged this supernatural power with the Wheel of Life and Death of the Heavens.
Ye Fan also withdrew all his avatars at the same time.
The thirty avatars dissipated, and all their power flowed back into his main avatar body.
The golden blood energy surged to its limit.
He raised his left fist.
The Heavenly Emperor Fist and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist are combined into one.
The two exchanged a glance and attacked simultaneously.
Ye Fan's left fist and the black ball of light in Hong Yi's palm slammed forward side by side.
opposite.
"Block it with all your might!" Wang Lin roared.
The nine people simultaneously unleashed their last bit of magical power.
The remaining soul power of the Ten Billion Soul Banner, fragments of the Demon God's Suppression of the World, the Reverse Flow Protective Seal, the Primordial Sword Dragon Transformation, the Thirteen Palaces of Fate, the Nine Forbidden Seals for Sealing Demons, the Power of Stars, the Power of the Dragon Blood Warrior, the Water Kingdom...
Nine forces converged into a mighty torrent, meeting the attack head-on.
Boom!
A white annihilation wave spread out from the point of impact.
Within its affected area, all matter, all laws, and all forms of energy are reduced to zero.
Su Ming was hit head-on by the shockwave, a hole the size of a washbasin shattered in his chest, and he passed through three chaotic air currents.
Fang Yuan's Reverse Flow Protective Seal shattered completely, nine of his ribs broke, and his robes were soaked with blood.
The last tortoise shell pattern on Bai Xiaochun's tortoise-patterned pot shattered, and a crack appeared on the pot's body.
He was thrown off and rolled an unknown distance before coming to a stop on a piece of cosmic debris.
All nine people were defeated.
But Ye Fan and Hong Yi paid a higher price.
Hong Yi's avatar began to dissipate from the soles of his feet after delivering that attack.
Golden particles of light peeled off his body and drifted into the chaotic currents of the cosmic wilderness.
"Brother Ye," his voice was already very faint, "I'm entrusting Xiao Yan and Lin Dong to you."
The avatar completely vanished.
Before his last wisp of consciousness dissipated, Hong Yi pulled Xiao Yan and Lin Dong into a spatial rift and sent them to the nearest Immortal Alliance stronghold.
Ye Fan stood alone in the chaotic wilderness at the edge of the universe.
His left fist was still bleeding.
His right arm was still withered. He had more than thirty wounds of varying sizes on his body, and the golden blood aura had faded to the point of being almost invisible.
opposite.
The nine people reunited.
Covered in wounds, but still able to stand.
Nine against one.
Wang Lin raised the tattered Ten Billion Soul Banner in his hand, "Ye Fan, shouldn't your avatars have reached their limit?"
Ye Fan did not answer.
His body has begun to become transparent.
Their strength was exhausted.
The incarnation is about to dissipate.
Luo Feng flew over, dragging his broken leg, knife in hand, ready to deliver the final blow.
Ye Fan looked up, gazing towards the deeper reaches of the cosmic wilderness.
"It's a pity this place is too far from the main body," he muttered to himself. "Otherwise..." (End of Chapter)