Watching Lu Ming fight with increasing ferocity, Ye Fan muttered to himself, If I don't pay a price, I won't make it!
“You forced my hand...” Ye Fan growled through gritted teeth as his hands quickly began forming seals.
In an instant, the wind howled and the clouds surged. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly poured backward in a frenzy, and a terrifying aura of exchanging life for power erupted violently.
“Life-Burning Dao Technique...” Ye Fan roared, his eyes wide as he completed the seals.
Buzz... As Ye Fan formed the hand seals, pale golden flames suddenly erupted around his body. This was not spiritual energy, nor was it any normal technique; it was his very lifespan burning away!
At the same time, his aura began to skyrocket.
His cultivation level surged directly from the mid Nascent Soul stage to the late stage, and then to the peak.
Without the slightest pause, it finally charged all the way into the Soul Transformation stage, even reaching the mid Soul Transformation stage.
The yellow hair on his head turned completely white.
A touch of old age also appeared on his face.
Feeling the shift in Ye Fan's aura, Lu Ming could not help but widen his eyes, crying out in disbelief:
“Holy crap... Is he really that fierce?”
“Come on, we're just having a little fight...”
Seeing the changes in Ye Fan, Lu Ming knew instantly that the other party must be burning his lifespan to use some incredible secret technique...
Damn it, I don't think I can beat him like this!
Against others, Lu Ming felt he could easily fight above his rank.
But against this guy, it was completely impossible.
If not for his powerful weapons and his body-refining technique, he would have been completely suppressed and beaten.
Now that this guy's cultivation had skyrocketed, it was even more impossible for Lu Ming to defeat him.
As for releasing Big Yellow and the others, that would just be sending them to their deaths.
No, he had to run away immediately!
A wise man does not fight against impossible odds. A protagonist must know when to retreat.
Having made up his mind, Lu Ming retreated, preparing to find an opportunity to flee...
“Hmph... Just a fight? I want your life!”
Ye Fan snorted coldly. He took a step forward into the air, causing the very void to distort.
The tips of his claws were wrapped in golden flames that could burn all things, clawing straight for the crown of Lu Ming's head!
This claw strike was incredibly fast, ruthless, and absolute!
He did not hesitate to burn his lifespan this time; he had to kill this damned mortal.
He had to avenge the blood feud of his past several lifetimes.
Sensing this terrifying pressure, Lu Ming was startled, and an aura of death instantly enveloped his entire body.
His soul seemed to be locked on, leaving him with nowhere to run.
Lu Ming could not help but curse internally: Holy crap, am I really going to die here?
I haven't even stood at the peak of this world yet.
I haven't even achieved absolute supremacy over the ages yet.
I haven't found Grandfather or the sect yet...
At the same time, a sudden stroke of inspiration hit him. His Golden Core could explode other people's Golden Cores.
Could his Nascent Soul charge out and strangle someone else's Nascent Soul?
But the other party had a demon core. Would that even work?
Just as the thought surfaced in Lu Ming's mind, a whirlwind of spiritual energy suddenly erupted from his dantian.
Like a rocket launch, it blasted his Nascent Soul right out of his body.
Swoosh...
Ye Fan only felt a flash of light before his eyes, and then he felt some strange object charge into his body.
He was startled. What is this damned mortal doing now?
He's no longer at the Golden Core stage, so he can't explode his core anymore.
Then what was that thing that just flew into my body?
Whatever. I must kill this damned mortal today...
To force me to the point of burning my lifespan, he is indeed a genius.
But I absolutely cannot let him escape again.
Then, something that shocked Ye Fan happened.
Ye Fan saw that the damned mortal's head was only a fist's distance away from his claws.
Just as he was about to crush his head in the next instant—
Bang!
Pfft...
Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of blood. He felt a sharp pain inside his body as if something had shattered.
Oh no!
Immediately after, he realized that his demon core had shattered.
Following that, the spiritual energy in his body dispersed violently, and his Soul Transformation stage cultivation dissipated along with it.
His attack dissolved into nothingness...
Ye Fan watched helplessly as his claws fell weakly onto the crown of Lu Ming's head, failing to cause any damage whatsoever.
Ye Fan could not process any of this...
Can anyone tell me what just happened?
Why did my demon core shatter?
Isn't this damned mortal no longer in the Golden Core stage?
His Golden Core could explode, but can his Nascent Soul explode too?
Just then, Ye Fan saw a bizarrely shaped Nascent Soul fly out of his body.
Three heads and six arms...
Taking a closer look at the face of the Nascent Soul, it actually looked exactly like Lu Ming.
Ye Fan's eyes widened in sheer bewilderment. In all his lifetimes, he had never seen a Nascent Soul with three heads and six arms!
What kind of monstrous Nascent Soul is this?
At this moment, Lu Ming, covered in a cold sweat, was also completely dazed. Just a moment ago, he had truly believed he was going to die.
At the same time, he was rather surprised. He had only been thinking about it, yet his Nascent Soul had actually charged out.
Fortunately, his Nascent Soul did not explode this time, as his divine sense had been monitoring the entire process.
After his Nascent Soul rushed into Ye Fan's body, it directly located his demon core.
Then, his Nascent Soul used its six tiny fists to completely smash Ye Fan's demon core to pieces...
This... This... This was incredibly satisfying, wasn't it?
This clearly showed the awesome power of having a Protagonist Halo over his head, didn't it?
Snapping out of his daze, Lu Ming showed no mercy.
Under Ye Fan's resentful gaze, he smashed his head with a single punch.
Pfft...
Ye Fan's head shattered like a watermelon...
The moment Ye Fan's head shattered, Lu Ming wasted no time and immediately released Huang Tianbao from the Equality Secret Realm.
“Old Third, harvest his soul for me...”
Though Huang Tianbao was still completely dazed and had no idea what was happening, it did not affect his movements in the slightest.
He immediately summoned the Hundred Million Soul Banner...
Billowing black smoke filled the air, and a faint glint of light seemed to flash by for a split second...
But in the end, there was nothing.
Deep within Lu Ming's sea of consciousness, the glow of the Stepping Stone Halo deepened once more...
It even spun around and began to dance...
Today is a good day for us common folk... a truly good day... a truly good day...
Not long after Ye Fan's death,
at the border of the Haoran Sect, the Dingyuan Sect, and the Zixuan Sect in the Eastern Province,
within the imperial city of the Xinghe Cultivation Dynasty, a grand hall suddenly exploded and collapsed...
“Nine Thousand Years, are you alright?”
A squad of imperial guards rushed to the collapsed hall.
Looking at the dark-faced Nine Thousand Years, the guard captain asked cautiously.
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