Chapter 2016 - 1880: Courting Death (Part 2)

Chapter 2016: Chapter 1880: Courting Death (Part 2)

Of course, if they could fight to mutual destruction, both sides suffering, or even perishing together, that would be the best result.

To rid the Human Clan’s Ancient Star Path of this menace, they would not hesitate, even if they knew it meant death, they would go willingly.

Only Ye Fan did not move, still standing in place, deep eyes flickering with light.

"Brother Chu, we’ll hold him down, you hurry and go," Fatty Du shouted, urging Ye Fan to escape quickly.

At this moment, he did not think of his own safety at all; in his heart, his brother was more important than his own life.

These words warmed Ye Fan’s heart; on the cold Ancient Road of Stars, having a friend willing to die for him was enough.

"Go?" Su Po sneered, "None of you will leave today, all shall become my nourishment!"

"Are you sure?"

Ye Fan’s voice was colder than his, like profound ice that hasn’t melted in ten thousand years.

After Fatty Du spoke the words, "We’ll hold him down, you hurry and go," he had completely regarded this boastful, slightly vain dead fatty as a true brother, with whom he could share life and death.

He shook his hand, casting out a ray of Mystic Light that disappeared into the sky, then stepped forward as if crossing space to stand in front of Fatty Du and the others.

"All of you step back, leave him to me, don’t waste your divine power," Ye Fan said calmly.

"Leave him to you?"

The four of Fatty Du were completely dumbfounded, what was this situation?

In their impression, Chu Ping was just an ordinary late-stage Lord Realm cultivator, of mediocre strength, not even stronger than them, and now to single-handedly take on this demonic spy Ye Fan, wasn’t this seeking death?

However, they were also very moved, able to stand out at this moment and not choose to flee, was definitely a brother who would stand by till the end.

"Brother Chu, you..." Fatty Du wanted to say, since you are unwilling to escape alone, then as brothers, we’ll fight side by side, even if we die in battle, we’ll have each other on the Netherworld path.

However, before he could finish, Ye Fan stopped him, saying calmly, "There’s no need to say anything, quickly extinguish your burning divine power."

"Boy, I admire your courage, since you’re so eager to die, I’ll fulfill your wish."

Su Po sneered, commanding the pitch-black skull, unleashing a beam of death light, directly shooting towards Ye Fan’s forehead.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan punched out, the blazing Punch Ray like a golden sun, lighting up the entire sky, directly smashing the death beam.

To conceal his identity, he purposely did not use Death Energy, only the divine power wrapped in Thunder Power.

Thunder Power is the nemesis of all Death Aura, though Ye Fan used it very subtly, and evolved it into martial arts through the Eternal Slaughter Emperor’s Ten Thousand Transformation Saint Technique, it still possessed incredible power.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Ye Fan no longer concealed his killing intent, the fierce intent like a raging sea storm, swept across the starry sky.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan shouted with an authoritative tone, evolving Domineering Fist with the Ten Thousand Transformation Saint Technique, an invincible domineering energy emanated from him, making him appear like an ancient overlord atop the pinnacle, full of dominance.

"Swoosh!"

Movement beneath Ye Fan’s feet revealed a mysterious and blurred pattern, he rushed through the barrier of space like a beam of light, instantly appearing before Su Po, punching towards him.

Though Domineering Fist was merely a martial art from Earth, after being evolved by Ye Fan with the Eternal Slaughter Emperor’s Ten Thousand Transformation Saint Technique, it turned the ordinary into the miraculous.

At this moment, he seemed like the absolute overlord of this world, overlooking the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, unmatched by anyone.

"Bang!"

The golden fist struck hard on the pitch-black skull, carrying unparalleled dominance, Ye Fan’s punch forcefully cracked this Demon Artifact capable of withstanding a Top-Grade Sacred Weapon, a thin crack appeared on the skull.

Su Po was greatly shocked, this was a Demon Weapon bestowed upon him by his Master, Mo Dongtian, crafted from the skull of a supreme Human Holy Master, though not yet perfected, it was incredibly sturdy, not to mention a human fist, even a sacred weapon of the same rank might not necessarily crack it.

And now, an ordinary human cultivator managed this, how could he not be shocked?

"Bang!"

Ye Fan’s second punch hurled out, without showy tricks, only an indomitable Iron Fist, struck heavily on the skull, causing it to tremble continuously.

"Crack!"

This time the sound was louder, a clear Big Rift formed, and the calabash-sized skull was nearly shattered, exuding a terrifying Death Aura.

"Clang!"

Ye Fan’s black hair danced, the third punch struck, the power upset from the golden fist was shocking, directly smashing the pitch-black skull.

"No..."

Su Po’s expression changed drastically, taking a significant hit, this Demon Weapon was extremely precious, after obtaining it he had treated it as his secret treasure for sacrificial refinement, his divine soul deeply immersed within, now he spat fresh blood from his mouth.

Fatty Du and the others were dumbfounded, they never thought Ye Fan could be so fierce, even managing to smash such a terrifying Demon Weapon, how immense would one’s physical strength have to be to achieve this!

"Boom!"

Ye Fan gave him no respite, evolving Domineering Fist with the Ten Thousand Transformation Saint Technique, piercing the firmament, possessing an aura of none besides me, and reverence for myself alone.

"Bang!"

Su Po resisted in every way, unleashing all kinds of martial arts and secret techniques, but before Ye Fan’s overpowering and unparalleled Fist Intent, it was all in vain.

"Bang!"

His arms exploded first, turning into a mist of blood, then his torso under Ye Fan’s fist turned into Blood Mud, directly bursting apart.

"Roar..."

Su Po howled in terror, he realized his Death Aura couldn’t trouble the opponent at all, he couldn’t even keep his final head intact.

"Bang!"

The head exploded, blood splashing, yet without any Human Race blood aura, only an extremely terrifying Death Aura, as if forming a death Domain.

"Ah..."

Su Po screamed in terror, his divine soul burst from the shattered head, transforming into a Flowing Light, fleeing into the distance.

He knew, he had failed, utterly failed, defeated by a Human strong person he couldn’t fathom.

"Want to run? Without my permission, you think you can escape?" Ye Fan snorted coldly, flicking out an inconspicuous Earth Pot with a wave of his hand.

However, at the sight of this Earth Pot, Su Po’s face turned green.

Of course, if he still had a face.

This terrifying Earth Pot was renowned in the Demon World, known as the Curse Jar, forged with the flesh and blood of a peerless strong person, capable of sealing a person’s divine soul, it was impossible for him not to recognize it.

Seeing the Curse Jar, he completely understood Ye Fan’s identity, unfortunately, it was already too late!

The Curse Jar emitted a terrifying suction, instantly attaching his divine soul to the jar’s surface, forming a unique symbol.

Upon closer inspection, the inconspicuous Earth Pot was already densely covered with many tadpole-like symbols.

Each symbol represented a divine soul sealed upon the jar.

This was an extremely tragic fate, sealed on the jar’s surface, like descending into Purgatory, never to find release, not even capable of self-implosion.

Su Po never dreamed that one day he would encounter such a fate...

PS: Accompanying the old man for medical treatment in Beijing, registering is incredibly difficult, sigh.