Ch. 254 - Great Battle

Verdant peaks, ancient pines standing proud, strange rocks jutting into the air, and a waterfall like a silver ribbon plunging three thousand feet.

“Slaying a Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique of the same realm will pave my road to becoming an Emperor. Such is Heaven’s will! The Motherly Energy Source Root shall be mine!”

The Leviathan Prince was tall and imposing, his golden hair cascading like a waterfall, eyes shining brightly. His whole being radiated a demonic aura, and standing atop the peak, he exuded an oppressive pressure that made one’s heart tremble.

“I’ve never killed a Leviathan before. Today, I’ll stain my hands with Leviathan blood!” Ye Fan shot back without flinching.

“Your so-called physique has already fallen into decline. Even this world has abandoned your kind. You should have been buried in the soil long ago. Today I will utterly erase the Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique from existence!”

The Leviathan Prince’s killing intent soared to the heavens. This was an extremely dangerous individual, quick to kill at the slightest provocation. His ambition for Ye Fan’s cauldron was unshakable; there was no possibility he would let him live.

“I, of the Leviathan God Race, am destined to be a Grand Emperor. Your Motherly Energy Source Root was prepared for me by the heavens themselves; it is a priceless treasure gifted to me!”

His golden hair whipped wildly, his eyes filled with frenzied killing intent.

“I will use your blood to cleanse the Motherly Energy Source Root and forge my Paragon Artifact!”

“This guy’s a complete lunatic!” Tu Fei muttered.

Qing Yi sighed.

“He truly has the strength to stand at the peak among his generation. It’s said that when the Radiant Light Saint set his sights on becoming Emperor from a young age, the Leviathan Monarch rushed to the Northern Region just to kill him with his own hands.”

Tu Fei looked worried.

“Could he really overpower the Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique?”

Qing Yi shook his head.

“Hard to say. An Emperor isn’t necessarily a Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique. If he truly has the potential to become one, then Ye Fan is in real danger. The Leviathan God Race is favored by the heavens, their flesh is on par with that of the Flood Dragon Race, among the strongest in existence, not weaker than the Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique of the human race.”

“Slay the Holy Body! Blood-sacrifice the Motherly Energy!”

The Leviathan Prince roared.

The mountain trembled, bound by an invisible demonic force, as if it were about to collapse.

Suddenly, the silver waterfall stopped flowing, frozen in mid-air. Time itself seemed to have been sealed.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat, a shiver of dread running through them. None understood what had just happened.

Moments later,

The waterfall resumed its plunge, roaring as before. Everything returned to normal.

“I’ve sealed my own cultivation, suppressing it to the second stage of the Dao Palace realm!”

His voice was sharp and resonant, like metal striking stone.

Pines stood tall, ancient vines twisted, and the mountain peak fell into dead silence. The battle was about to erupt.

With a hum, the Leviathan Prince moved, his Leviathan God-Speed unmatched under heaven. He transformed into a streak of light, golden fist shattering the air, collapsing space itself with a deafening vibration.

Ye Fan answered with the Void Palm. A massive black hand, oppressive as a falling sky, met the golden fist head-on.

A thunderclap-like boom shook the mountain. Gold and black energies clashed violently, surging in waves in all directions.

Like a storm sweeping away the clouds, like a tidal wave scouring sand, the ancient pines were ripped from the ground, shattered in mid-air, strange rocks crushed into dust. Even the waterfall was caught up, reversing its flow into the heavens.

Their first exchange was overwhelming, everything on the mountain was destroyed. Pavilions, terraces, gone. The peak was leveled.

Spectators scattered into the sky to avoid the storm. None could believe such destruction came from two cultivators supposedly in the second stage of Dao Palace.

The Leviathan Prince’s eyes blazed as he charged forward again, golden fists like blazing divine fire, radiating such brilliance that no one could keep their eyes open. The force of this punch was unimaginable.

Ye Fan once more summoned the Void Palm. The black hand descended from beyond the cosmos, oppressive enough to make the heavens shudder.

A second collision, yin and yang energies roared like a cosmic tsunami, gold and black power overwhelming the world.

The mountain cracked, boulders were blasted into the air, and the two fought like divine beings clashing in the sky.

Tu Fei exclaimed, “This bird’s body is freakishly strong, comparable to the Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique!”

Qing Yi’s expression darkened.

“Their race is heaven’s favorite, not only unmatched in speed, but their bodies can battle true dragons. It’s their unrivaled gift.”

Tu Fei muttered, “No wonder this bird is so arrogant, his body’s terrifying. It’s like fighting another Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique.”

Ye Fan realized the Leviathan Prince’s flesh, forged in the Four Pillars Realm, was no weaker than his own, unbreakable.

They clashed again and again, black handprints against golden fists, shattering mountains and reversing waterfalls. Neither’s body held a clear advantage.

The Leviathan Prince’s body, capable of killing true dragons, shone like refined metal, standing toe-to-toe with Ye Fan.

Breaking apart, Ye Fan formed the Seal of Mountain and River. A massive mountain appeared above him, ancient forests, flying beasts, flowing silver waterfalls, so lifelike it seemed to have been moved from the real world.

In a flash, Ye Fan used the Grand Void Art, appearing before the Leviathan Prince and smashing the seal down.

The force buried the Leviathan Prince under the towering mountain. Many onlookers paled, few in the Four Pillars Realm could take such a blow without being reduced to pulp.

But the Leviathan Prince roared, golden hair standing on end, and unleashed a colossal golden Leviathan claw, a talent divine ability that could kill true dragons. It ripped the mountain apart in a single blow, collapsing it in mid-air.

The peak beneath their feet sank ten meters in silence.

Ye Fan didn’t flinch, strength of body was one thing, but he still had the War Paragon Art. Mountain after mountain descended, thirteen in total, forcing the Leviathan Prince to reveal his true form: a colossal golden bird, tens of meters long, blazing like molten gold, wings that could shatter the sky.

The Leviathan’s wings smashed six mountains instantly, scattering clouds and pulverizing everything in their path.

Ye Fan appeared on the Leviathan’s back, forming the Embracing Mountain Seal. A black mountain crashed down, sending the Leviathan Prince tumbling. Yet even then, the Leviathan’s body remained unbroken.

In a flash of gold, he returned to human form and disappeared into the void, striking from behind with a massive golden blade-hand thirty meters long. Ye Fan parried, but still took a heavy blow from a Leviathan claw to the back, sent flying hundreds of meters.

This was the Leviathan God-Speed!

The Leviathan Prince became hundreds of afterimages, attacking from all directions, tens of thousands of strikes in mere moments, each blow collapsing space. Ye Fan was knocked several kilometers away.

Spectators were stunned. This was Ye Fan’s first ever evenly matched fight, a foe who truly might become an Emperor.

The Leviathan Prince mocked, “Your blood will paint the sky!”

But Ye Fan suddenly matched his speed.

“Impossible! Leviathan God-Speed is unmatched, how can he keep up?!”

Qing Yi’s voice was heavy.

“Only the Mad Old Man’s footwork could rival, even surpass, Leviathan God-Speed.”

Yan Ruyu nodded.

“He’s mastered the Mad Old Man’s steps.”

Ye Fan’s power surged, he slapped the Leviathan Prince out of the sky, then summoned the Grand Solar Seal. A massive black sun filled the heavens, flames engulfing the Leviathan Prince and setting his clothes ablaze.

From below, the black dog shouted, “Roast bird, my favorite!”

The Leviathan Prince, furious, extinguished the flames and charged again.

Ye Fan’s black mountains and black suns rained endlessly, battering the Leviathan Prince’s true form. The War Paragon Art had no fixed form, Phoenix Flame Seal, Sun Moon Seal, Seal of Mountain and River, blow after blow without pause.

Finally, Ye Fan landed heavily atop the Leviathan Prince’s back, pounding him with the Seal of Mountain and River even after he returned to human form, riding him like a mount.

A burst of divine sense shredded the Leviathan Prince’s golden feathers, leaving only a feathered robe in Ye Fan’s hand.

The Leviathan Prince roared, using Leviathan God-Speed Divine Transformation, creating a sealed domain meant to kill anything within.

But Ye Fan was unaffected, he struck first, punching the Leviathan Prince in the face and sending blood flying.

A golden palm slammed down on the Leviathan Prince’s head, shaking his skull until his vision swam. Another slap sent him flying like a straw doll.

One mistake led to another, the Leviathan Prince was now being completely suppressed.

Blood spurted from his mouth as Ye Fan’s golden hand smashed into his back.

From below, everyone was stunned, Ye Fan had severely injured the once-invincible Golden-Winged Leviathan Prince.

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