In theory, several dozen years is absolutely not enough time for an Eternal Immortal Venerable to cultivate to the Immortal King Realm. Unless he used some sort of forceful infusion technique that damages the foundation, or borrowed some secret treasure that alters the flow of time.

Could it be that this White-Clad Yama actually used such vicious methods, such cheating tricks, to forcibly raise his cultivations?

"No, that’s not it! It isn’t an infusion technique! Nor is it a time-type secret treasure! That legend actually turned out to be true! The legend of the Sixteen-Heart Pill is real! This kid has a trace of Dragon-Horse aura on him!"

"You’ve got to be kidding! This kid actually, in just a few dozen years, refined the sixteen captured Princes of the Dragon-Horse Clan into Sixteen-Heart Pills? That’s a legendary expensive pill—does it really exist?!"

"He’s got some nerve! Does he not know that the Dragon-Horse Clan is Blood God’s private herd? He actually dares to eat Blood God’s food stock! Is he not afraid of being cursed by Blood God!"

"Never thought the Sixteen-Heart Pill could really let a Master ascend to the heavens in a single step and achieve Immortal King! Too terrifying!"

"That White-Clad Yama was already unbelievably fierce when he was just an Immortal Venerable. Now that he’s become an Immortal King with the help of the Sixteen-Heart Pill, won’t he be even harder to deal with!"

"Don’t be afraid! He struck out without permission and interfered with the lightning tribulation; his aura has already been locked onto by the tribulation. We don’t need to make a move—just watch how he gets killed by the Destroying Path Thunder Infant!"

Ning Fan was just one man, yet he had countless Other Race Powerhouses crying out in shock, sending everything into chaos. His presence was too strong—so strong that there wasn’t a single person who dared ignore his existence!

As for Tianqing Pass, top to bottom, they broke into thunderous cheers because of Ning Fan’s sudden appearance. To the different race, Ning Fan might be the most troublesome enemy; yet to the Eastern Celestial Cultivator, he was the most reliable helper.

"Brother Ning, luckily you made it in time, otherwise I would already be dead beneath the lightning tribulation..." Luo Hou’s gaze was complicated as he looked at Ning Fan high in the sky; in his heart he felt gratitude, shame, and shock at how fast Ning Fan’s cultivations had risen.

He owed Ning Fan a life, and to this day still hadn’t found a suitable chance to repay Ning Fan. Instead, he had been saved by Ning Fan once again, which made him feel all the more ashamed.

If Ning Fan hadn’t taken action, he would, this time, definitely have died in the Nine-Five Tribulation. Sigh, it seemed he now owed Ning Fan yet another life.

"It was nothing. Brother Luo, there’s no need to take it to heart. If you hadn’t been schemed against by the different race, even without my help you wouldn’t have been killed by the Nine-Five Tribulation." Ning Fan consoled him, then turned his gaze to lock onto the Destroying Path Thunder Infant, a trace of solemnity appearing.

"Ning Fan, be careful! That baby sitting atop the tribulation clouds is the legendary Destroying Path Thunder Infant who can wipe out an Immortal Emperor with a wave of his hand! Though you blocked its first wave of strikes, you also interfered with the lightning tribulation, causing the tribulation’s power to surge. The Destroying Path Thunder Infant’s next strike absolutely won’t be stopped by you so easily! Hurry, descend into the Pass; we’ll join forces to block this infant’s second wave of attacks!"

Emperor Bajing and the others were overjoyed at Ning Fan’s arrival, yet at the same time they warned him, afraid Ning Fan would suffer some mishap in the coming barrage of tribulation lightning.

Ning Fan only shook his head slightly, rejecting their good intentions, and said calmly, "It’s fine. This Destroying Path Thunder Infant is still within my range of capability. I alone am enough to exterminate it! Do not make a move, lest you be heavily injured by it."

What an arrogant tone! He actually wanted to face the legendary Destroying Path Thunder Infant alone!

But Emperor Bajing and the others were not petty people. They understood that Ning Fan refused their help for their own good. The Destroying Path Thunder Infant was too frightening. Legend said that ten Immortal Emperors, greedy for its vast lightning power, once joined forces to attack it; the result was six dead and four heavily wounded...

They worried for Ning Fan’s safety and were willing to fight shoulder to shoulder with him against the Thunder Infant; of course, if Ning Fan had his own methods to deal with this infant and did not need them to act, that would be even better. They themselves had no confidence that they could ensure their own survival in a direct confrontation with the Thunder Infant.

Although they truly did not believe that Ning Fan, with only Immortal King cultivations, could kill the legendary Destroying Path Thunder Infant. Maybe Ning Fan had some way to restrain the Thunder Infant a bit or two, which was why he was so confident...

Rumble!

The Destroying Path Thunder Infant struck again. He waved his chubby little hands and flung out an even vaster golden sea of lightning, filled with boundless rage, locking onto Ning Fan as it smashed down.

How could he not be enraged!

One must know, ever since the End of Dharma era, wherever a Destroying Path Thunder Infant of his level appeared, even a Quasi-Saint would have to be wary and would not dare defy the will of the lightning tribulation.

Yet this kid had such guts, daring to use mere Immortal King cultivations to block his descent. That was crime number one!

On this kid’s body there was also a strand of aura that heaven and earth could not tolerate, which displeased him and made it hard to restrain his killing intent. That was crime number two!

Count the crimes together—this kid must be killed without mercy!

The Destroying Path Thunder Infant’s expression carried disdain. He firmly believed that the reason Ning Fan had been able to block his first wave of attacks was that he had not gone all out and had only used thirty percent of his strength.

But for this second strike, he decided to use fifty percent of his power. Such power would be enough to blast an Eight Tribulations Celestial Emperor to death in a single exchange; to kill a mere Immortal King should be more than enough!

The sea of lightning roared toward Ning Fan, transforming into countless phantoms of Ancient Immortal Palaces, as if the entire ancient heaven and earth was crashing down upon him, carrying might that could instantly kill an Eight Tribulations Celestial Emperor.

Everyone was terrified by the Destroying Path Thunder Infant’s second wave of attacks. Even the different race Half-Step Quasi-Saints clicked their tongues inwardly; none had the confidence to block this strike alone.

Ning Fan’s face remained expressionless. Like an ancient well without ripples, he controlled the Seven Treasures Marvelous Tree and once more swept it toward the sky, hundreds and thousands of times in succession.

By rights, since this Seven Treasures Marvelous Tree had yet to advance into Innate Rank, even though its type was special, at most it should only be able to display the power of an Innate Inferior Grade treasure.

But for some unknown reason, this Mu Chi magical treasure’s power actually rose by an entire level in Ning Fan’s hands! Every time he swept it out, its might was in no way inferior to that of an Innate Mid-grade Treasure!

The spectators were all shocked! They did not understand how Ning Fan had suddenly produced yet another Innate Mid-grade treasure! Didn’t this guy have way too many treasures!

Under their stupefied gazes, the Destroying Path Thunder Infant’s second wave of attacks was once again shattered without mercy by Ning Fan’s Seven Treasures Marvelous Tree.

And at the instant he broke the second strike, Ning Fan pointed a finger at the sky. A gigantic lightning diagram unfolded between heaven and earth, sweeping toward the Destroying Path Thunder Infant, attempting to directly roll the Thunder Infant away.

This lightning diagram was precisely the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram!

The Destroying Path Thunder Infant bared his teeth in fury. He could tell that Ning Fan’s lightning diagram had some restraining effect against lightning, but the restraint was limited and entirely insufficient to bind him!

The other party actually used such a low-grade method to deal with him—this was outright contempt for his dignity!

He grew even angrier; his chubby little hand jabbed forward fiercely, all Heavenly Earth Lightning Force gathering into that one finger. With his full ten-tenths lightning power erupting at once, he crushed the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram with a single jab.

However, although the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram shattered, it was not destroyed. Between the countless fragments of the broken lightning diagram, faint threads of Wooden Control Position Path were linking them, as if stitched together by needle and thread. Then, as Ning Fan’s Wooden Control Position activated, the shattered diagram actually restored itself in an instant!

The vitality of all the plants between heaven and earth then bizarrely diminished a little, disappearing without a trace, as if Ning Fan had extracted it all in a single moment...

"Gwaa?" The Destroying Path Thunder Infant froze for a second, unable to understand why his all-out strike had failed to shatter that seemingly weak T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram.

Ning Fan naturally had no intention of explaining the reason to him.

Seeing that the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram had failed to capture him in one move, Ning Fan smiled faintly and praised the Destroying Path Thunder Infant once, "Worthy of being a legendary existence. It seems it won’t be too easy to capture you using a minor lightning diagram trick alone."

Hiss!

As these words fell, countless Eastern Heaven and different race powerhouses inside and outside Tianqing Pass sharply drew in a breath, clicking their tongues at Ning Fan’s arrogance.

Ning Fan actually wanted to capture the Destroying Path Thunder Infant!

The Eastern Celestial Cultivators were still fine; they did not say much, as they had always been full of confidence in Ning Fan.

The different race side, however, broke out in cold ridicule, mocking Ning Fan for overestimating himself.

"Does this White-Clad Yama think he’s a Quasi-Saint! He actually wants to capture a Destroying Path Thunder Infant! Utterly laughable!"

"Even a Quasi-Saint might not be able to do such a thing!"

"And even if it could be done, no Quasi-Saint would be stupid enough to risk being rejected by heaven and earth, to offend heavenly might and try to capture a Destroying Path Thunder Infant!"

"Since the Age of Decline, the Destroying Path Thunder Infants have received no power supplement from the Firstly, pierce the body with the pin and draw the marks plane, their numbers cannot increase, and only a few remain. Within the entire Eastern Heaven’s Inner Heavenly Dao, there are only three or four Destroying Path Thunder Infants left, right! This brat’s greed is too great—he dares covet one of them and will only be bitten back, dying at the Thunder Infant’s hand!"

Rumble!

Amid the mocking voices of the different race powerhouses, the Destroying Path Thunder Infant swung its thunder again and again, shattering the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram time after time, yet it could never truly destroy it.

No matter how many times it was shattered, the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram could restore itself, returning to its original form. Gradually, some different race powerhouses sensed the strangeness of this lightning diagram and were greatly shocked.

The power Ning Fan used to repair the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram was actually an extremely pure Palm Position Power of the Wooden Control Position!

It was not some half-baked Control Position, but a true Control Position!

An Immortal King... how can he wield a Control Position!

"Could it be that this brat has already cultivated a Palatial Void! He actually achieved a Control Position with an Immortal King Realm cultivation—this is absolutely impossible!" The different races erupted in an uproar.

"This is a complete Wooden Control Position, utterly different from the Alliance Hierarch’s Half-Step Control Position! Wood Master vitality—Masters who possess a complete Wooden Control Position will have recovery powers in both Divine Skills and physical defense that are terrifying beyond imagination! No wonder Ning Fan’s lightning diagram can repair itself again and again!" The Eight Scenery Emperor and the others also cried out in shock.

Ning Fan could not be bothered with the constant exclamations around him; his gaze was locked only onto the Destroying Path Thunder Infant.

Right now the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram could do nothing to the Destroying Path Thunder Infant, so Ning Fan’s Cross Halo suddenly flared open. Like an arrow loosed from the bowstring, he shot straight toward the Destroying Path Thunder Infant, unleashing dozens of Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strikes the instant they met.

Seeing that he could not completely shatter the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram, the Destroying Path Thunder Infant was already depressed. Suddenly noticing Ning Fan charging at him head-on, he snorted disdainfully, not even bothering to defend against Ning Fan’s Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strike, letting the blows land on his body as they pleased.

Boom boom boom!

With Ning Fan’s current cultivations, his full-powered Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strike was immensely fierce; even with his combo count just starting to build, a single punch was enough to kill a Five Tribulations Immortal King.

Yet when this kind of heavy punch, with such power, landed in a flurry of dozens of blows on the Destroying Path Thunder Infant’s gigantic body, it only stirred layer upon layer of thunder blossoms, completely unable to injure the Thunder Infant’s source at all. Even with Ning Fan’s temperament, he could not help but feel a bit astonished.

Truly worthy of its legend—its defense is actually this overwhelming...

Just as Ning Fan felt surprise, he suddenly saw two divine beams shoot out from the Destroying Path Thunder Infant’s eyes.

Those two beams were condensed from thunder power at the Dao Source level, and for some reason carried a trace of Hundun aura. When they struck, they actually pierced through Ning Fan’s Divine Spirit body with ease, leaving two hideous blood holes that went clean through his chest and back.

There was also a wisp of thunder carrying Hundun aura that followed the wounds into his body, rampaging and wreaking havoc.

"Hundun lightning, huh. There’s some substance to it, but the Hundun aura is too scant, far from enough to heavily wound me... Restore!"

Ning Fan silently circulated the power of the Wooden Control Position. From the two bloody holes in his chest and abdomen suddenly sprouted countless woody roots, intertwining to plug and fill his wounds.

Those roots then assimilated into his flesh and skin, driving his flesh to Super-Speed Regeneration. In just the blink of an eye, all the injuries inflicted on him by the Destroying Path Thunder Infant were completely healed—cured in one go by harnessing the Wooden Control Position’s power alongside other therapeutic means.

To activate the Wooden Control Position’s power, Ning Fan was drawing vitality from countless aquatic plants on the riverbed of the Boundary River, yet no one noticed...

"Gua gua?" The Destroying Path Thunder Infant was even more confused. He could not understand why, even after using Hundun lightning, he still could not injure Ning Fan in the slightest. The other clearly was just a little Immortal King, so why were his Divine Skills so bizarre?

Boom boom boom!

Ning Fan unleashed another torrent of Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strikes. His fists grew stronger and faster, like a raging storm; in just a few dozen breaths, his combo count had reached three thousand!

This was his first time unleashing three thousand Ancient Demon Mountain Breaker strikes without activating the Eternal True Body or using the God-Extinguishing Shield!

One must know, the recoil of three thousand Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strikes was terrifying beyond measure. In the past, he would not have been able to achieve this; he would have been killed by the force of his own fists.

But now was different from the past. After tempering himself with over ten million Immeasurable Pill, Ning Fan’s physical defense and Mana had both undergone an earth-shaking transformation. Combined with the restoration of the Wooden Control Position, even without activating the Eternal True Body he could launch three thousand Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strikes without injury.

If he were to activate the Eternal True Body, then four thousand, five thousand, six thousand Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strikes—he would also have the confidence to give it a try!

Pff!

It was the Destroying Path Thunder Infant coughing blood. He coughed out a mouthful of sizzling thunder blood, blasted away by Ning Fan’s three thousand Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strikes, his expression drastically changing.

He was shocked; he was shaken. He simply could not understand why this little Immortal King before him had each punch stronger than the last. The formless fist force was like mountain ranges linked together; after three thousand consecutive strikes, it was actually enough to injure his source!

Since he was born, this was the first time he had been wounded by a mere little Immortal King! This brat was defying the heavens too much!

"Gua gua gua!" Who are you!

"Gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua!" Do you intend to go against the heavens!

"Gua gua gua gua, gua gua gua gua gua gua gua gua" Withdraw at once, and this Immortal Child can spare you from death!

No one could understand what the Destroying Path Thunder Infant was croaking.

Only Ning Fan understood, but Ning Fan disdained to give the Thunder Infant any response!

Go against the heavens?

Is that supposed to be so terrifying?

From the very instant he stepped into the Divine Spirit Dao, heaven and earth had already rejected him, all right? He had long since... reached the point of no return!

Using the power of the Wooden Control Position once more, he healed the wound blasted open by the Destroying Path Thunder Infant. Ning Fan had to admit this Thunder Infant was rather impressive.

Even Three Thousand Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strikes couldn’t blow this beast apart. He could only unleash all his Divine Skills and manifest his Eternal True Body.

A Golden Flame Giant that looked down on the world appeared between heaven and earth!

Three Thousand Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strikes was Ning Fan’s current limit when he didn’t activate his true body.

But once he activated his true body, that number of consecutive strikes was far from his limit!

Chi chi!

Seeing Ning Fan’s aura soar, the Destroying Path Thunder Infant was greatly shocked. Divine light once more burst from his eyes as he used Hundun thunder to attack Ning Fan. But this time, his Hundun thunder could no longer break through Ning Fan’s physical defense.

The evolution of the Divine Spirit Wasted Body and the birth of the Divine Status had raised Ning Fan’s defense by a large margin.

With the Eternal True Body activated, even a First Order Quasi-Saint would find it difficult to injure Ning Fan; the attacks of a mere Destroying Path Thunder Infant couldn’t even break through the golden flames on Ning Fan’s skin!

Boom boom boom!

Linking to the momentum of his previous punches, Ning Fan rained down fist-lights like a storm. The world-destroying golden flame fist storm drove the Destroying Path Thunder Infant into frantic flight.

The Destroying Path Thunder Infant didn’t dare receive any of the Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strikes after three thousand blows head-on. He had no choice but to flee, to dodge!

However, the entire world was sealed off by Ning Fan’s fist-lights. How could it be easy to evade them all? Even if he dodged, he could only avoid most of the fist-lights and would still be struck by a small portion.

What horrified the Destroying Path Thunder Infant even more was that Ning Fan’s number of consecutive strikes was still rising. Three thousand blows still hadn’t reached his limit!

Four thousand strikes!

Five thousand strikes!

Six thousand strikes!

Ning Fan still hadn’t reached the limit of his Eternal True Body, yet the Destroying Path Thunder Infant could no longer endure Ning Fan’s six thousand consecutive fist-lights. At last, with a miserable scream, his origin was heavily injured and his giant body was brutally blasted apart by Ning Fan.

His will did not perish; even shattered, his body did not die. By force, he turned his giant body into billions of fragmented lightning and scattered in all directions. As long as a single lightning avatar could escape back into the Inner Heavenly Dao, he could be reborn under the nourishment of the Heavenly Dao!

But how could Ning Fan possibly give the Destroying Path Thunder Infant a chance to escape? He had finally blown up this troublesome Thunder Infant; how could he not claim some spoils of war?

This Destroying Path Thunder Infant was far stronger than the Ancestral Thunder Sparrow he had captured in the past. If used as the second spirit awareness of the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram, it would absolutely cause the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram’s power to skyrocket! A Destroying Path Thunder Infant was something Unattainable—if he met one and did not capture it, it would be far too wasteful!

Seal!

Ning Fan pointed to the heavens, and all the billions of fragmented lightning in the sky were frozen by that one finger, unable to escape.

Capture!

Amid countless terrified croaking cries, Ning Fan fully unleashed the power of the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram. It transformed into a sky-covering giant and swallowed all the billions of fragmented lightning.

Swallowing all of the Destroying Path Thunder Infant’s avatars was still not enough. Ning Fan further devoured all the lightning power of the Ninety-Five Tribulation Clouds into the T-Tai Su Lightning Diagram, causing the tribulation clouds to collapse in great sections.

The Nine-Five Tribulation was a Heavenly Tribulation, and also a creation. A cultivator advancing to Immortal Emperor crossing this tribulation indeed faced death nine times out of ten, yet in resisting the tribulation lightning he could obtain many insights, which would aid his future Immortal Emperor Realm cultivation.

Thus Ning Fan hadn’t shown himself at the first possible moment—that would have affected Luo Hou’s ability to gain comprehension from crossing the tribulation. Only when Luo Hou’s Heavenly Tribulation was interfered with and he truly could not pass it did Ning Fan appear to lend him a hand, lest Luo Hou die a tragic death beneath the Heavenly Tribulation.

In the sky, hundreds and thousands of layers of tribulation clouds collapsed one after another. As if disliking how slowly they were collapsing, Ning Fan blew another breath, turning it into a supreme gale that blew apart even more tribulation clouds.

In the end, the Heavenly Tribulation subsided.

From the moment he appeared to the moment the Heavenly Tribulation ended, not even the time for one incense stick to burn had passed.

In that brief single incense-stick of time, the Destroying Path Thunder Infant and the terrifying Ninety-Five Great Tribulation that everyone revered and feared were all wiped out by his strength alone...

The scene fell deathly silent for a moment.

Only the supreme gale Ning Fan had casually blown out was still whistling as it swept across heaven and earth.

The different race who had mocked Ning Fan’s arrogance earlier were all slapped in the face. No one had expected that even a Destroying Path Thunder Infant, which even Quasi-Saints had to fear, would be easily captured by Ning Fan!

Madman! This was absolutely a madman!

Setting aside whether other Quasi-Saints even had the ability to accomplish such a feat—

Did this kid not know that capturing the Destroying Path Thunder Infant would make him a thorn in the eye of the End-of-Law Heavenly Dao, rejected by heaven and earth from now on!

"Brother Luo, the Ninety-Five Thunder Tribulation is over. However, as far as I know, after the lightning tribulation one still needs to seclude himself for five nines, forty‑five days to comprehend the opportunity to Slay the Dao Mountain; only then can one truly become an Immortal Emperor. Brother Luo, quickly attune yourself to the mysteries of the Dao Mountain. Leave these different race to us! Ba Jing Dao You, three Jian Jun Dao You, are you willing to make a move with Ning Fan and slaughter all the different race outside the pass?"

"Haha! That is exactly what we wish! Without Ning Fan, we would absolutely not dare to take the initiative to attack these different race. But now, we are more than willing to help Ning Fan and give these different race a bloody lesson!" The Eight Scenery Emperor and the three Sword Lord Immortal Emperors did not dare put on airs and responded to Ning Fan’s invitation one after another.

In truth, with Ning Fan’s cultivation having skyrocketed, even if he fought nine by himself, he had the confidence to defeat all of the enemy Immortal Emperors.

Defeating them was not difficult; the hard part was killing every one of the enemy Immortal Emperors without letting a single one escape. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

If the Immortal Emperors focused solely on fleeing, it would be troublesome for Ning Fan to chase them down one by one.

With four ready-made Immortal Emperors to serve as helpers, why not use them? With these four running interference at his side, it would not be easy for the different race Immortal Emperors to escape... The East Heaven Immortal Emperors might be weak, but they were not completely useless.

Chi!

Ning Fan’s Golden Flame Giant Body charged at the forefront into the different race army. Each time he blasted out an Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strike, tens of thousands of Other Race Powerhouses were turned into a blood rain.

Three Sixth Calamity Immortal Emperors from the Jade Shell Clan, Soldier Crab Clan, and Stone Reef Clan launched a joint assault toward Ning Fan, attempting to stop him from going on a wild slaughter in the beast horde.

Ning Fan unleashed his Mana to the fullest, driving the Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strike to six thousand consecutive blows as he slammed out three punches. With just a single clash he blasted apart the physical defense of three Immortal Emperors, then raised the Refining God Cauldron, seized the three Emperors’ Demon Souls, and refined them to death.

One exchange, and three Immortal Emperors were slain on the spot!

This could no longer be called a duel with Immortal Emperors; this was completely... a one-sided slaughter!

The other Immortal Emperors who had wanted to besiege Ning Fan instantly broke out in cold sweat, as if nailed dead in place, no longer daring to step forward to attack him.

As Immortal Emperors, they actually could not stop themselves from trembling!

They were afraid! The sight of Ning Fan lifting his hand and killing three Emperors was too horrifying, chilling them to the bone!

"H-he... why can he butcher Immortal Emperors like slaughtering dogs! Impossible, he isn’t some Ancient Immortal King! We Boundary River Immortal Emperors are not trash!"

"A devil! He’s a devil! We can’t possibly be his match! With his six thousand consecutive strikes, even a Quasi-Saint cannot take him head-on! A Divine Skill like that would burn through all our Mana in just seven or eight punches, yet he can throw several thousand and not run dry! Is his Mana truly endless! Just like the Blood God lord?"

"With him here, we have no chance at all of taking Tianqing Pass! Run, run!"

"If you run too slowly, you’ll be killed by the White-Clad Yama! Fall back to White Tiger Pass at once!"

In an instant, the morale of all high-tier powerhouses of the different race collapsed; those scrambling to escape were beyond counting.

Even existences at the Immortal Emperor level were not Ning Fan’s match for a single exchange. Any different race with the slightest shred of spirit awareness had already been scared witless by him; where would they find the courage to keep fighting?

Only those of low spirit awareness, who disregarded life and death, continued to hurl themselves at Ning Fan without fear. Yet these low-tier different race were far too slow; no matter how many attacks they launched, they could not touch even a hair on Ning Fan. Unable to keep up with his speed, their efforts were utterly useless.

Ning Fan’s combo count climbed without pause, rising to seven thousand, eight thousand.

Eight thousand Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strikes was faintly approaching the limit of Ning Fan’s Eternal True Body.

A combo of Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strikes at such a number was in no way inferior to the full-force blow of a First Order Quasi-Saint. More and more low-tier different race were slaughtered by him; blood stained the surface of the river crimson. Yet another unlucky Immortal Emperor had his physical defense destroyed by Ning Fan, his Demon Soul seized and refined to death.

Ning Fan’s aura was too overpowering, so overwhelming that even the half-step Quasi-Saint with the highest cultivations here could not help breaking out in cold sweat when facing the blood-maddened Ning Fan.

Was this the level of Mana aura a mere Immortal King could possess?!

Why did he feel that Ning Fan’s Mana presence was more vast than that of quite a few First Order Quasi-Saints! This brat, relying on aura alone, was suppressing him until he could not breathe!!!

One must know he was a half-step Quasi-Saint; yet his Mana was actually not as deep as an Immortal King’s? This was absurd beyond belief!

Facing the onrushing Ning Fan, this half-step Quasi-Saint instinctively wanted to avoid his edge, yet he recalled the lavish reward promised by the Grand Divine Minister, recalled Zi Wei’s kill-on-sight decree...

So long as he slew this man, he would gain the chance to have a Quasi-Saint cultivation poured into him from above!

He had already stepped half a step into the Quasi-Saint realm many years ago, yet that final half step, he simply could not cross with his own power!

If he could kill Ning Fan...

His breathing suddenly grew ragged, his heart flooded with greed. He felt an unprecedented excitement and thrill; he wanted to take Ning Fan’s life, to use Ning Fan’s blood and bones to pave his road to Quasi-Saint!

"To hell with it! Array of Ten Thousand Stars, open!"

With each word barked out, a ten-thousand-zhang blaze of starlight erupted from his body, sweeping across the entire Tianqing Pass waters.

He, immortal name Wanxingzi, was a half-step Quasi-Saint of the Wanxing Clan!

The Wanxing Clan was not skilled at duels; his combat strength among half-step Quasi-Saints could only be considered average. Yet he possessed a bloodline inheritance Divine Skill that all the Myriad Clans of Boundary River spoke of with awe!

That was the Array of Ten Thousand Stars!

It was the supreme Immortal Law that the Wanxing Clan’s progenitor had comprehended from Ziwei Xian Huang. After the progenitor died, this art was officially cut off, yet in secret it continued to be passed down in the depths of every Wanxing clansman’s blood, generation after generation, though few could truly awaken this Immortal Law inheritance.

And Wanxingzi happened to be one of those extremely rare lucky ones, blessed to awaken the Array of Ten Thousand Stars!

With a meteor as a star, one can illuminate the void.

With the Immemorial as a star, one can illuminate reincarnation.

With living beings as stars, one can illuminate Zi Wei.

Ten thousand stars return to Zi Wei, Immortal Emperor’s Sovereign Finger!

Wanxingzi’s gaze turned crazed. Beneath the shine of his starlight, countless low-tier different race had their bodies explode; their lives melted into his starlight, dyeing it a purple-red.

The Immortal Venerables and Immortal Kings who were trying to flee were, the instant his Earth Controlling Devil Star tugged at them, thrown into a daze; one after another they became like puppets on strings, wandering along the paths of his starlight orbits, their life force continuously melting into the Earth Controlling Devil Star.

Aside from Wanxingzi, there were still four Immortal Emperors of other clans, all of whom had been scared witless by Ning Fan.

These Immortal Emperors had also harbored thoughts of retreat, but once Wanxingzi activated the Array of Ten Thousand Stars, they too fell into a daze, dragged by the Earth Controlling Devil Star. Like walking corpses, they flew in confusion along the star-tracks carved out by Wanxingzi.

Heaven and earth, wind and scene, all changed in that instant.

What entered Ning Fan’s gaze was no longer Tianqing Pass, no longer the waters of the Boundary River. The sky vanished, the pass vanished, the river vanished, the countless different race vanished, and even Bajing and the others behind him, who had been hunting low-tier different race, all vanished.

The scene in Ning Fan’s eyes was reduced to only one!

Wherever he looked, innumerable Zi Wei great stars rumbled along their orbits. An ancient Immortal Domain starry sky chart unfurled before his eyes, exuding boundless peril, as though some supreme existence were staring at him through this ancient chart of the heavens.

"Hahahaha! What dogshit White-Clad Yama! In the end, you’ve fallen into my Grand Array of Ten Thousand Stars! No matter how high your Taoist attainments, once you enter this formation, they all flow away like water! You’re dead—just wait for this old man to deduce the Immortal Emperor’s Sovereign Finger and annihilate your endless reincarnations!"

In the starry sky, Wanxingzi’s arrogant laughter echoed again and again; with each echo, boundless immortal power shook the void. Countless scenes of reincarnation related to Ning Fan flickered faintly across the stars...

Ning Fan felt a stab of pain in his divine sense. In that instant, it was as if an ancient, icy finger, bearing supreme majesty, filled with contempt and indifference, had pried open his reincarnation...