Chapter 535 - 530: The Saint Appears

"Boom..."

The destructive attacks around the Divine Demon Body exploded, Li Fan’s eyes swept over the crowd as he stretched out his hand and grasped the air.

In an instant, the three strongest figures felt the Great Dao sealed.

They looked up, the sun and moon hung in the sky, destruction lightning flickered in this world, a terrifying flow of Destruction Sword Intent circulated ceaselessly, along with an overwhelming force pressing their bodies. More terrifyingly, the power of the Great Dao around them seemed sealed, circulating sluggishly.

"Body and Dao Integration, transforming into the Dao of this world." The Prison Guardian King’s face was unsightly, Li Fan was infinitely close to the Saint Realm.

"Bang."

Space trembled, the aura around the Prison Guardian King was unstable, his eyes showed intense fear as he saw Li Fan stepping across the void towards him.

The Prison Guardian King swung his six arms, throwing all the Buddhist Magical Treasures, chanting Buddhist Mantras to repel Li Fan.

The Divine Demon Body ignored everything, a terrifying sense of oppression descended. Li Fan’s entire body erupted in dazzling sword light, his overwhelming Sword Intent coursing over the Divine Demon Body.

"Shattering Immortal."

The blinding sword light combined with terrifying fist aura fell, the gigantic Dharma Body of the Prison Guardian King shook the treasures on its arms, each arm was bit by bit torn apart under the terrifying white light of destruction.

"Not good." The Prison Guardian King’s expression was shocked, the golden light radiated broadly on the Dharma Body like an indestructible Buddha Body, but when the terrifying white light descended, the dense golden Buddha patterns on the Dharma Body were instantly torn apart, the terrifying power engulfing everything. Although the Prison Guardian King’s form retreated, he was still covered by the destructive force.

When the dazzling light dispersed, the Prison Guardian King had returned to his original form, his Dharma Body torn apart, and his physical body was bloodied with no trace of the former arrogance, his eyes filled with fear.

"Yet not dead."

The Divine Demon Eyes scanned the severely wounded Prison Guardian King, his hand grasping the air, the Buddha light around the Prison Guardian King began to burn.

"Extinguish."

Li Fan uttered a word, and his hand tore apart the physical body, yet golden relics flew to different directions, trying to escape this space.

"Holy Buddha save me."

A voice came from one of the relics, golden light radiated from the sky, clouds parted, the sky showed cracks.

An Ancient Buddha seemed to come across the boundless void, a Buddha Head appeared in the sky, Buddhist Mantras floated in the air, everyone’s heart shook, Buddha light descended as if to save the world.

A Buddha Hand approached the gigantic shadow Li Fan transformed into, the relics frantically flew outward as if sensing it.

But at this moment, a small figure stood quietly there, carrying a sword, watching the descending Buddha Hand serenely.

In a thought, as if eternal, when the Buddha Hand descended, he pointed to the sky, and a Divine Sword landed on the Buddha Hand from the air, filling this world with golden light, the Buddha Hand shattered.

A boundless gigantic Buddha Head rose, falling on the rolling sea of golden clouds, gazing at the multitude of beings.

"A Saint took action." The crowd looked up to the battlefield, Ten Thousand Buddha Temple must have thought victory certain in this battle, yet didn’t expect Li Fan’s combat power exceptionally strong, oppressing three Half-Saint level existences alone.

He even had the ability to kill them.

If all three Half-Saints were killed, none could stop Li Fan’s divine and demon-like body.

"Still want to live?"

Li Fan’s gaze swept over the relics flying in different directions, in an instant those relics seemed frozen, terrifying Divine Fire arose, screams came from the relics, then they were burned into ashes.

Ten Thousand Buddha Temple’s Prison Guardian King, both physical body and Primordial Spirit were erased, falling in this battle.

After killing the Prison Guardian King, Li Fan’s gaze turned to Great Master Bai Yuan.

He knew a Saint might take action, thus did not exert full power from the start, until forcing the three to reveal their trump cards, then hunt them simultaneously.

Above Li Fan’s head, Great Master Bai Yuan was establishing a Great Array, endless Nine Words circled, madly attacking with heavenly swords in an attempt to break this world.

"Open." The figure like a True Immortal descended holding a sword, but in this world, his Dao Power was suppressed, the sun and moon hung above, eyes shot down, Taiyin and Sun Power descended, along with destruction divine thunder, causing Great Master Bai Yuan’s attacks to continuously shatter.

A Supreme Hand Seal descended, hitting the True Immortal’s wielded Divine Sword, pounding it into annihilation.

"Rise, rise, rise." Great Master Bai Yuan stepped forward, forming arrays with each step, the Tao Map expanding, allowing his Dao Power to somewhat escape the suppression.

Above his head, the figure like a God extended both hands, pressing down with an immense Divine Sword of unimaginable size, destruction divine light pierced through this world, Great Master Bai Yuan looked at the scene above and felt some despair.

"Boom..."

The Divine Sword pierced through the True Immortal’s Dharma Body, tearing it to pieces.

"Enough."

Another loud voice came from outside, a Daoist face appeared in the sky, reaching out to grab at the world Li Fan transformed into.

"Since it’s an agreement, why does a Saint intervene?"

A sword glow appeared, the sky became somewhat dazzling, countless people closed their eyes on the boundless battlefield. When they opened them after a moment, they saw a ray of light tear open the sky, slicing the heavenly hand into two.

"Canglan Blade."

Two Sword Saints respectively took action.

The Saints of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple and Taiping Temple have also arrived.

That revered Emperor of Da Li, has he not yet arrived?

They looked towards the battlefield where Li Fan stood, only to see the Divine Demon strike down, killing the Great Master Bai Yuan. Another existence at the Half-Saint level had fallen.

The two who just died were both figures standing at the pinnacle of the Great Li World, invincible under the Saints.

Yet, Li Fan alone extinguished the two of them.

Next, was it the turn of that unrivaled Eldest Prince of Da Li?

Li Fan’s gaze met Ye Changge’s, the Divine Demon Eyes brimming with murderous intent.

Ye Changge also looked over, and at this moment, the previous aura of dominion over the world in Ye Changge’s eyes had vanished, replaced instead with a kind of calm.

Li Fan did not understand the meaning of this gaze, but it was of no consequence.

Killing Ye Changge would leave only three Saints as opponents for Li Mountain; below the Saints, Li Mountain stood undefeated.

"Stop."

A loud shout came from the sky, as a supreme figure appeared, seeming like a Dharma Body descending, overlooking all beings.

However, Li Fan charged straight at Ye Changge, and Ye Changge did not evade. He too charged at Li Fan, not avoiding in this world.

Under countless gazes, the Divine Demon Body and the Emperor’s Body collided.

Ye Changge’s body seemed to continuously explode, the Emperor Armor shattered, blood and flesh splattered, yet his fist still collided with Li Fan’s fist.

The Shattering Immortal Fist, Li Fan fused Sword Dao Power into the Divine Demon Body, tempered with Dao Power, indestructible. In this realm, his Great Dao suppressed them, the overwhelming Destruction Divine Light continuously descended, falling upon the Emperor’s body, as if a heavenly tribulation of the Great Dao, aiming to execute Ye Changge.

Countless people held their breath. Would Ye Changge also perish in this battle?

Just as Ye Changge’s body was about to be torn apart, suddenly, a colossal golden divine radiance burst forth from his body, a terrifying aura spreading.

"Bang."

The Divine Demon Body was seen being blasted away, violently colliding with the world where it had transformed, causing cracks to appear.

"Dong."

Another force clamped down, collapsing this world, shattering Li Fan’s phantom, as the Divine Demon bled.

Countless people looked up to the sky to see Ye Changge’s near-shattering body still standing there, as Li Fan’s transformed Divine Demon bled from the corners of its mouth, eyes fixating on Ye Changge.

Above, golden divine light cascaded down, and the battlefield quieted, as people looked up to the sky.

The Emperor of Da Li had also arrived.

"Saint’s Power?"

Li Fan stared at Ye Changge, speaking. At the crucial moment of his clash with Ye Changge, a power that did not belong to Ye Changge erupted from within him.

He looked up at the Emperor of Da Li, questioning if it was the power left on Ye Changge by him?

"Your Majesty, are you breaking your promise, meddling in battles below the Saints?" Li Fan loudly asked.

"You already have Saint’s Power." The Emperor of Da Li stared at Li Fan, speaking.

"This is my own battle power; I have yet to enter the Saint Realm," Li Fan replied, lifting his head, directly meeting the other’s gaze.

The Emperor of Da Li stared at him in silence for a moment.

"Xuanyuan, Zuo Canglan, even if Li Mountain has two Saints, how can they withstand me and the other two Saints?" the Emperor of Da Li said.

"Even if the three of you cannot be stopped, slaughtering all cultivators below the Saints is something the two of us can achieve," Zuo Canglan replied.

Two Sword Saints, none dared underestimate them; the deterrence of the Eternal Sword Saint of yesteryear was still vivid in memory.

Saints not attacking those below their realm is not out of courtesy but because, without restraint, countless cultivators would perish.

Moreover, the Emperor of Da Li originally believed they would surely annihilate Li Mountain, never expecting Li Fan to uphold the battle singlehandedly.

The three Saints stared at the two Saints of Li Mountain; they understood Zuo Canglan’s words.

The prowess of the Sword Saints, they knew it clearer than anyone.

Gathering the forces of the world to attack Li Mountain, they had anticipated a crushing battle, yet never expected Li Fan to slay two Half-Saints. Letting Li Fan continue to kill, no one could stand against him.

The power of one man was enough to change the entire course of the battle.

"What if I must kill him?" The Emperor of Da Li’s gaze fixated on Li Fan.

"You could try," Zuo Canglan responded, as the Sword Intent encompassed the boundless world below, and the cultivators felt exceedingly oppressed, their lives seeming to hang on a Saint’s whim.

Li Fan lifted his head, looking at the figure like a god, but now, this Emperor of Da Li, in his eyes, was no longer so high and mighty.