Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 409 - 410 Chapter 415 Sacred Body 4 Extremes Great Battle

410: Chapter 415: Sacred Body 4 Extremes Great Battle 410: Chapter 415: Sacred Body 4 Extremes Great Battle The young generation surged forward, their killing intent washing over the area layer upon layer, like tides crashing onto the shore.

They knew that if they missed this night, the difficulty of fighting the sacred body would drastically increase.

The sacred body had just been formed and was not yet stable.

Many saw this.

If he were allowed to continue breaking through, few from the young generation would dare to challenge him.

The moon was bright, like a large silver disc hanging in the night sky.

It cast a soft brilliance, as if covering the divine city with a thin veil, pure white and hazy.

Ye Fan stood in the void.

Among the many young powerhouses ahead, most were unfamiliar to him, but he focused most on the Golden-winged Roc King and Xia Jiuyou.

The two were top figures among the younger generation.

They had crossed paths with Ye Fan several times and were destined for a major battle.

Now, they finally met again.

Ye Fan was somewhat surprised that the Flickering Light Saint Heir wasn’t stepping forward.

He remained calm and unperturbed, showing no intention of taking action.

He was shrouded in Holy Light, with one hundred and eight Divine Rings encircling him, outshining even the Divine Moon above.

He was like a deity under the night moon, unmoving.

“Young Master, do not go over there!” Two grey-robed elders firmly gripped Xia Jiuyou’s arm.

Meanwhile, an old Roc King also appeared, placing a hand on the shoulder of the Golden-winged Roc King, preventing him from moving.

“I will fight you!” A man in yellow stepped out.

He appeared to be in his twenties, sturdy as an iron stake, his skin shimmering with a metallic luster.

“Who are you?” Ye Fan asked.

“I have nothing to say to you.

Let me see how strong the sacred body truly is.

Don’t accidentally get killed just after breaking the curse!” The yellow-clad man’s words were harsh, his face cold with disdain, yet he was extremely cautious, standing far away without coming closer.

Not long ago, Ye Fan’s resistance against the Heavenly Tribulation had been witnessed by all.

The strength and terror of his physical body were deeply shocking; engaging him in close combat was certainly seeking death.

Ye Fan spoke no further.

He stepped through the void, each step an Illusion Destruction.

This footwork, akin to contracting the land between steps, startled many.

The young man in yellow dared not let him approach.

He decisively took action, displaying a five-colored brilliance, like beautiful fireworks blooming—magnificent and grand, illuminating the entire night sky.

More shocking was the energy fluctuation; it was a “forbidden item,” extremely dangerous and possessing incredible power.

Forbidden items came in many forms.

Most could only be used a few times before being destroyed, completely depleted, yet they possessed tremendous lethality.

The yellow-clad man clearly had not come for a true duel; he was merely trying to rely on forbidden items to obliterate Ye Fan, erasing him from the world.

Glorious colors like fireworks transformed into enchanting colorful clouds, covering the sky and earth as they rushed toward Ye Fan, engulfing him below.

“Using forbidden items to kill… this is quite vicious.” “Someone must have instructed him; otherwise, how could he possess forbidden items!” Many spectators felt it was excessive.

This was not a truly fair duel.

The visitor had clearly come just to kill Ye Fan.

SWOOSH.

Ye Fan suddenly vanished from his spot.

Like a floating light or a fleeting shadow, he appeared before the yellow-clad man amidst Illusion Destruction, raising a fist to strike.

“You…” The young man in yellow was shocked.

No one had expected Ye Fan’s speed to be so great.

Behind him, the stars and moon dimmed, as radiant five-colored clouds buried that patch of void, bursting with destructive energy.

Yet, all of this was in vain, for Ye Fan was no longer there; he had already reached the yellow-clad man’s side.

CRACK!

Various lights flashed as a dozen Weapons flew out, but they were shattered into pieces the moment they met Ye Fan’s golden fist, unable to hinder him in the slightest.

SLICE.

Ye Fan’s Golden Finger slashed through like a world-class blade chopping down.

The yellow-clad man was split in half as Ye Fan passed through him, blood splattering.

An instant kill!

The yellow-clad man, a Four Extremes powerhouse, was utterly unable to resist.