The figure holding the spear spoke with cold indifference.
"Who are you?"
Xue Yi's eyes showed apprehension.
This person's strength was unfathomable, at least a powerful Saint who had entered the fifth stage of the Saint Dao. They were likely sent by the three great Holy Lands to intercept her and Ling Fan.
Such a person would definitely not be weak!
"It's fine to tell you my name. I am Huan Feng Saint, the Grand Elder of the Divine Wind Holy Land! If you know what's good for you, quickly withdraw from the Saint River, and I will spare you for now. Do not delay me in seizing the power of the Saint River! Otherwise, you two will perish here today."
The spear-wielding figure spoke domineeringly.
Xue Yi's Saint Force surged, preparing for battle.
Ling Fan chuckled coldly, "If you turn around and flee now, and go to rendezvous with your three Holy Lands, you might live for a little longer."
"Presumptuous! Do you really think that by killing that trash Hong Feng, you can challenge me! That trash Hong Feng was merely at the second stage of the Saint Dao, a thousand times weaker than me. Today, I will let you know the consequences of provoking me. I need to finish you off quickly so I can go to the upper reaches of the Saint River to contend for control."
The Huan Feng Saint's words were filled with immense confidence and dominance.
It was as if Ling Fan and his wife were mere insignificant figures he could easily deal with.
Boom!
He grasped his spear and thrust it forward. Instantly, a heaven-shattering spear light erupted on the Saint River. Centered on him, it stirred up terrifying, colossal waves.
Xue Yi dared not be careless. If she had truly reached the fourth stage of the Saint Dao, she would not fear this Huan Feng Saint. However, she was only at the half-step fourth stage, and the gap between her and Huan Feng Saint was still considerable.
Boom!
Xue Yi pushed out her palms, and terrifying void force was unleashed, cutting through the air. Endless petals scattered, tinkling and clashing against the spear, igniting countless sparks.
"Hmph!"
Huan Feng Saint snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with divine light. He forcefully shook the spear, unleashing a surging, immense power that sent Xue Yi flying backward, causing the Saint Dao beneath her feet to tremble violently.
The Huan Feng Saint, showing no mercy, pursued relentlessly, his eyes filled with ferocious killing intent. The spear, like a cunning venomous dragon, moved with lightning speed, piercing towards Xue Yi's chest.
Just then.
A delicate hand, resembling that of a scholar, reached out from thin air.
The palm appeared soft and lacking in strength.
However, it was like an iron clamp, firmly gripping the venomous dragon-like spear. No matter how the spear struggled or erupted with power, it could not break free.
"Seeking death!"
Huan Feng Saint frowned slightly. The terrifying Nine Heavens Void Gale erupted, far sharper than any celestial blade, aiming to shred Ling Fan's hand into dust.
But a scene that astonished him unfolded. No matter how his void gale cut, Ling Fan's palm remained like the finest mutton-fat jade, crystalline and radiant, without a single scratch.
"How is this possible!"
"You are merely at the Golden Core realm, how can you possess such a powerful physique? Even Saints of the same realm would not dare to use their Saint Body to directly resist my Nine Heavens Void Gale!"
Huan Feng Saint was startled.
"Is your Nine Heavens Void Gale very strong? Daring to lay a hand on my wife, you are tired of living."
Ling Fan let out a cold snort. Torrential blood-red light surged in his hand, and his Nirvana Tribulation Body rumbled. Within him, it was as if an supreme ancient fierce beast lay dormant. Crack! https:/
He clenched his fist fiercely. The powerful Saint Spear was directly crushed into pieces by his grip, countless fragments scattering.
"How dare you destroy my Saint Artifact!"
Huan Feng Saint was both shocked and enraged, his eyes revealing pain. This Saint Spear was something he had spent countless efforts, rare treasures, and sacred materials on, painstakingly refining it for over a hundred years. Its destruction now was like tearing a piece of flesh from his heart!
Ling Fan sneered and reached out. The countless fragments of the shattered Saint Spear were caught in his hand. The material of this Saint Spear was extraordinary, perfect for repairing the Samsara Divine Cauldron, and should not be wasted.
"So what if it's destroyed? Now I'll blast you!"
A long dragon of blood and qi erupted from Ling Fan. He unleashed a punch, like an ancient divine mountain toppling, the surging physical strength causing the Saint River itself to sink violently!
Bang!
Without his weapon, Huan Feng Saint could only resist with his bare fists. However, he was sent flying back a thousand feet by Ling Fan's punch.
The look of horror in his eyes intensified.
He never imagined that he would be forced to such a desperate state by a mere Golden Core realm martial artist.
What heaven-defying cultivation technique had this person used for his physique to be so powerful?
Could it be some peerless Saint Art, some supreme Emperor Scripture?
He would never have guessed.
Ling Fan's Nirvana Tribulation Body was a supreme cultivation technique coveted even by Heavenly Venerates, powerful and mysterious, capable of unlocking infinite divine treasures within the human body and breaking through the limits of strength.
Bang bang bang!
Ling Fan gave Huan Feng Saint no time to catch his breath. How dare he attack Xue Yi! Ling Fan was seething with anger. How could he be satisfied without beating this person into a meat patty to avenge Xue Yi?
Ling Fan's physique was incomparably strong. He unleashed hundreds, even thousands, of punches. Even the formidable Huan Feng Saint, a peerless figure at the fifth stage of the Saint Dao, was beaten like a stray dog by Ling Fan, the Saint Dao beneath his feet almost collapsing.
Bang!
Finally, Ling Fan stomped on Huan Feng Saint's chest with a kick. The latter was on the verge of going mad, his teeth almost shattered, his liver and gall bursting, feeling endless humiliation.
"You people of the three great Holy Lands, by monopolizing the Saint Dao of Wu Zhou, stifling geniuses, and acting tyrannically, are sinners of Wu Zhou. Now, you shall atone with all your strength and your life!"
Ling Fan exerted force, and Huan Feng Saint's body exploded, turning into a rain of blood, which was then collected by Ling Fan with the Samsara Divine Cauldron. Simultaneously, Huan Feng Saint's Saint Dao rules were also collected, forming a radiant, colorful orb that hovered in his hand.
Ling Fan threw Huan Feng Saint's Saint Dao rules to Xue Yi.
Meanwhile, multiple vortexes appeared on Ling Fan's body, devouring the blood and flesh, the life essence of Huan Feng Saint.
How powerful was a Saint at the fifth stage of the Manifestation Realm?
Xing Wang, Hong Feng Saint, Li Tian Mo Sheng, and Jin Ke Yao Sheng combined were no match for Huan Feng Saint alone.
As Ling Fan refined Huan Feng Saint, his Nirvana Tribulation Body continuously flashed with light, his blood and qi surging, rapidly advancing towards the perfected stage of the Nirvana Tribulation Body, making significant progress.
"You actually beat a fifth-stage Saint to death! Brother Fan, you are too amazing."
Xue Yi could hardly believe what she was seeing, filled with shock and admiration.
After refining Huan Feng Saint's Saint Dao rules, she herself finally broke through to the fourth stage of the Saint Dao. With the formidable power of her Nine Deaths Spirit Phoenix Body and the powerful Saint Artifact, the Hundred Flower Crown, if she were to face a fifth-stage Saint Dao expert like Huan Feng Saint again, she could fight and win. Even against a sixth-stage Saint Dao expert, she could contend to some extent, no longer being completely defenseless.