Published: February 24, 2025
Under the starry sky, Tan Yun's hair fluttered, resembling a god of slaughter descending upon the world. In an instant, eleven supreme-grade spirit artifact flying swords, representing the attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, time, space, death, and light, surged out from the Qiankun Ring, surrounding the Spirit Vessel.
In the blink of an eye, fourteen primordial light pillars erupted from the eyes of the seven primeval fetal souls within Tan Yun's spirit pool, shooting like lightning into the eleven flying swords!
Just as Fan Jian and Lin Xinyi regained their composure, they found themselves deep within an endless chaos of time and space.
Tan Yun stood firm on the Spirit Vessel, his gaze fixed on Lin Xinyi. “Bitch, are you surprised? Surprised that I wasn’t killed when you shot three arrows and pierced my skull?”
“Hmph, there are still many things that will surprise you!” Lin Xinyi chuckled nonchalantly, “Brother Fan, I’m so scared!”
“Don’t be afraid, my little treasure.” Fan Jian hugged the scantily clad Lin Xinyi, casting a fierce and contemptuous glance at Tan Yun. “Did you think you could defeat the forty-three members of the Holy Spirit Lineage with this sword formation? How ridiculous!”
“If I were you, I’d hide until I became strong enough to take revenge. Since you’re foolishly here, today I’ll let you know what it means to be a strong contender on the Crouching Dragon Rankings!”
As he spoke, Fan Jian felt a binding force pressing against him. He trembled all over, regained his freedom, and shouted, “Star Mark Martial Body!”
In an instant, countless light points like stars emanated from Fan Jian’s body, and with a roar, each light point echoed the growls of beasts!
In the next moment, thousands of star marks gathered into nine brilliant star rivers, swirling rapidly around Fan Jian, doubling his momentum!
With the supreme talent of the beast fetal soul lineage, Fan Jian was already at the great perfection of the fetal soul realm, capable of exerting ten times his strength!
Moreover, the Star Mark Martial Body was one of the three major techniques practiced by the disciples of the Beast Spirit Lineage in the fetal soul realm!
If cultivated to the twelfth layer, it could unleash six times its power!
Even though he had only reached the eighth layer, he had already boosted his strength to a terrifying forty times!
Thus, he became a powerful contender on the Crouching Dragon Rankings, ranked 898!
“Tan Yun, you damn bastard, Murong Kun is the grandson of my master, and you dare to kill him! Today, I will take your head and offer it to my master!”
“Die!”
Fan Jian sneered, transforming into a brilliant beam of light rushing toward Tan Yun, his right arm swirling with star marks, and his right fist striking directly at Tan Yun's chest!
With that strike, Fan Jian poured all his strength into it!
Tan Yun did not extend the limitless sword formation to create space. His fighting spirit soared, and golden spiritual power erupted from his entire body, as he unleashed his right fist, fully covered in spiritual power, without reservation!
“Bang!”
At the moment their fists collided, the void within a hundred feet trembled violently, and a storm of spiritual power spread out like a brilliant tide engulfing the surroundings!
The overwhelming residual force swept toward the scantily clad Lin Xinyi, causing her alluring body to sway, and torn pieces of clothing flew off.
She let out a delicate cry, covering her modesty with her hands!
“Step, step, step!”
At this moment, Fan Jian took three unbelievable steps back, finally stabilizing himself on the Spirit Vessel. He looked at Tan Yun, who had been knocked away by his punch, with a cold smile and said, “Kid, you really have some skills…”
Suddenly, Fan Jian's laughter stopped abruptly, incredulously exclaiming, “Standing on empty space… How is that possible!”
In his line of sight, after being knocked away from the Spirit Vessel, Tan Yun did not fall but instead stood firmly on the void!