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Chapter 1781 - 1648: Fighting to Despair
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Chapter 1781: Chapter 1648: Fighting to Despair

On the Holy War Platform, the scene of Ye Fan holding up a mountain with one hand was carved deep into everyone’s mind, something they would never forget no matter how much time passed.

"Boom!"

Not long after Ma Takong was slapped into the ground by Ye Fan’s Immortal Stele Scattering Hand, that hoof like a Divine Mountain suddenly collapsed as well, turning into a chaotic energy current that raged across the entire Holy War Platform.

Ye Fan’s whole body radiated golden light; the chaotic energy currents couldn’t do anything to him at all, instead setting him off like an undying War God who had survived a hundred battles.

Pa!

Pa!

Pa!

His black hair danced wildly in the gale, his robes snapping in the wind. Ye Fan strode toward the black light palm, not intending to give his opponent any chance.

The Xuanwu Sect was annihilated, his master died miserably, the Sect Leader fell in battle, thousands of disciples of the entire Xuanwu Sect were all slain, and on top of that, Kou Wenjie, the foremost descendant of the Nine Great Bandits, was killed. All of this kept a blazing fire of hatred suppressed in his heart!

Now, that blaze had been ignited and needed to be vented through iron-blooded slaughter; otherwise, it would be greatly detrimental to his future Cultivation!

In the Cultivation World, there was a rule everyone knew—when Cultivators were breaking through, they must never harbor regrets in their hearts, or terrifying Heart Demon illusions would appear and obstruct their advance.

In such a situation, Ye Fan naturally would not let this fury fester in his chest; he needed a feast of slaughter to dispel this hateful rage.

In the last war, he had already witnessed the utterly inhuman side of the Demon Clan; they spared not even ordinary people, using Humans as their Blood Food.

This hatred, this enmity, could never coexist under the same sky!

"Ah..."

With a loud roar, Ma Takong struggled out from under the black giant hand, his whole body drenched in blood, many scales having fallen off, making him look utterly wretched.

"Die!"

Hatred flashed in Ye Fan’s eyes as twenty Heaven and Earth Tao Markings coiled around his hands. As if berserk, he grabbed one of Ma Takong’s arms and ripped it straight off.

"Ah..."

Ma Takong let out a miserable scream, blood dyeing the sky; his entire face twisted with pain. Abandoning an arm, he fled outward at the speed of light.

The person before him was simply too terrifying, completely crushing him in pure body-on-body combat. Beyond the terror, he couldn’t understand it no matter how he racked his brains.

"You ant, you dare sever one of my arms, I’ll tear you to pieces!"

Across an endless distance, Ma Takong’s features contorted, his voice chilling to the bone, as if it came from the depths of the Nine Netherworld hell, making the Soul tremble.

Then he activated a secret technique, burning Origin Power to regrow an arm, and the scales that had fallen off his body grew back as well.

"Boom!"

He decisively burned his Divine Power; his whole body seemed to be bathed in a sea of flames, his aura skyrocketing, his Combat Power growing in geometric multiples.

"Heavenly Horse Shattering Star Fist!"

With a loud shout, Ma Takong turned into a streaking meteor, charging at Ye Fan with unstoppable momentum, Heaven and Earth Tao Markings coiling around his fist.

"That is the Innate Divine Ability of the Heavenly Horse Clan, unbelievably terrifying. It’s said that when cultivated to the highest realm, it can truly shatter a Star with a single punch, its power boundless!"

Some of the older generation strong people among the Human Race still remembered this terrifying Fist Technique and were immediately shaken.

"Brother Ma, kill him, avenge Heavenly Centipede and Xian’er!"

Seeing Ma Takong unleash the Innate Divine Ability of the Heavenly Horse Clan, those young kings of the Demon Clan once again shouted loudly in agitation.

Facing such a terrifying attack, Ye Fan had only one response, and that was to punch!

The Xuandi Fist was the Supreme God Fist created by the Nine Heavens Xuan Emperor. Although Ye Fan still couldn’t fully draw out its power and could only unleash the first six punches, it was already incredibly terrifying.

"Triple Waves!"

With a soft shout, Ye Fan blasted out three punches like lightning; the power of three Xuandi Fists erupted in the form of Triple Waves. How could the might be merely tripled?

"Boom!"

With a flash of light, Ye Fan’s fist crashed once more into Ma Takong’s Iron Fist, erupting in destructive radiance. A current of Transformation aura spread between the two.

"Swish!"

Ye Fan decisively retreated; his right hand, tucked inside his sleeve, trembled slightly as shock surged in his heart. The body of the Heavenly Horse Clan was indeed terrifying, actually shaking his fist to the point of intense pain.

He even suspected his fist had been fractured; otherwise, how could it hurt so much? This was something he had never experienced before.

Ma Takong, however, was sent flying backward through the air, his entire fist and whole arm shattering inch by inch, once again spilling blood across the Holy War Platform!

"Ah..."

Ma Takong screamed and roared; he truly couldn’t accept this outcome. Even after burning his Divine Power, he had still lost.

For the first time, he felt fear!

The young man of the Human Race in front of him was simply too strong. Whether in Divine Skills, martial arts, or the body itself, he was far beyond Ma Takong. How was he supposed to fight this?

Earlier, although he had seen Ye Fan’s strength, his confidence had been high. He believed that, with a realm advantage of two Xiao realms, no matter how much of a demon Ye Fan was, he couldn’t possibly defy the heavens to this extent.

Yet in the battle just now, he truly felt fear. Ye Fan’s strength was far from as weak as it appeared on the surface—he was terrifyingly powerful.

He even thought that Ye Fan was very likely the Emperor’s son of some Human Race Great Emperor sealed from Ancient Times; otherwise, how could he be so strong?

He had never imagined he would lose to a Human he regarded as no more than an ant. Yet the Human youth before him had overturned his entire understanding.

Ye Fan was fiercer than he was, and even more ruthless, as if he were the true ant while Ye Fan was a primordial Fierce Beast from prehistory.

"Trying to run?"

He thought of fleeing; no matter what, he could not die here.

He still had a bright future ahead of him. If he died in battle here, then he would really end up like the Heavenly Centipede, with nothing at all.

The thought of running for his life sprouted, and Ma Takong’s fighting spirit and momentum instantly vanished.

As one fell the other rose. Under the pull of their interlinked auras, Ye Fan immediately sensed the fear and cowardice in Ma Takong’s heart, knew he wanted to flee, and immediately gave chase.

He would never let any Demon Clan member leave the battle platform alive from his hands.

"What?"

"How can this be?"

"The young king of the Heavenly Horse Clan is running away?"

Everyone was stunned. In just this brief moment, the outcome between the two top figures had been decided. It was obvious Ma Takong had lost, and miserably at that—his entire right arm had completely exploded, and he was actually fleeing for his life!

Nobody had expected the battle to be this intense, yet take so little time. It felt like it had just begun, and then it was already over!

Too sudden. People found it hard to believe!

Especially those young kings of the Demon Clan—they were dumbfounded. They knew all too well how terrifying Ma Takong’s body was; even among them, he was an extremely formidable existence.

And yet—

Ma Takong had been on the platform for less than half a stick of incense, and Ye Fan had already torn and smashed his arm to pieces twice in a row!

"How could he lose, how could he possibly lose? Isn’t the body of the Heavenly Horse Clan said to be solid and immortal, Golden Body Immortal?"

On the opposite bank of the Yuan Su river, a group of young Demon Clan kings were all visibly shaken, feeling for the first time that something was wrong.

The Human Race was not as weak as they had imagined, much less ants to be bullied at will, but a powerful race fully capable of coexisting with them.

What shocked them most was that the Human Race was only a single race, unlike the Demon Clan which was divided into many clans, and even among themselves they were not of one mind, with many disputes and discord.

Looked at this way, the Human Race was actually very powerful. Although their bodies were frail, they possessed infinite potential and possibility.

Otherwise, why would all Demon Clan members ultimately choose to transform into human form and Cultivate anew? The human body was the most suitable for Cultivation.

"Good!"

"So damn satisfying!"

As for the Human side, it had already boiled over. After being suppressed for so long, they finally saw back-to-back great victories. Everyone burst into cheers; they had yearned for dawn, and now they finally saw it.

For the Human Race, from the start of the war until now, it had been far too difficult!

If not for the Great Demon risking heavy injury to kill one of the Demon Clan’s young kings, the Human Race would have lost three matches in a row. But now, humans finally held the advantage!

Five battles, three wins, pressing down the Demon Clan—this made many Cultivators see the first light of victory.

"I’ll fight you to the death, no rest until one of us dies!"

Driven to the point where there was no road to heaven and no door to hell, Ma Takong finally erupted in fury.

"Since that’s the case, then go die."

Ye Fan replied coldly. Under the peerless speed of Chasing Star Step, there was no way Ma Takong could escape.

"Gulp!"

Ma Takong swallowed a Holy Pill of the Demon Clan. His entire being instantly erupted with a terrifying aura, like a Primordial giant beast awakening.

"Aoo..."

Ma Takong let out a muffled dragon roar. His whole body rapidly changed, scales all over him reflecting a gloomy, cold light, and he actually transformed into a true Heavenly Horse.

"He actually activated that trace of True Dragon Blood?"

All the Demon Clan Cultivators were utterly stunned. They all knew there was a wisp of True Dragon Bloodline in Ma Takong’s body, and once activated it would trigger inconceivable phenomena.

Sure enough, a massive swathe of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, carrying a terrifying aura as it hacked down toward Ye Fan!

Thunder born from the Void!

This was one of the Heaven-and-Earth phenomena—without any clouds at all, an expanse of lightning suddenly appeared, striking down the opponent.

Although this Heavenly Thunder was not a Heavenly Tribulation, it was still terrifying beyond compare. Ordinary Cultivators had absolutely no way to withstand it and would be blasted to ash in an instant.

However, Ye Fan strolled calmly within the Thunder Sea; the terrifying Heavenly Thunder simply couldn’t do anything to him!

"Roar!"

Ye Fan opened his mouth and inhaled, like a giant whale sucking in water, forcibly drawing the Endless Thunder Light into his belly and Refining it into a strand of Thunder Power.

"Uh..."

Ma Takong was almost scared into falling headfirst; his jaw nearly dislocated. The Heavenly Thunder that ordinary Cultivators feared like a tiger was actually swallowed directly by Ye Fan...

What kind of concept was that?!

In this instant, Ma Takong truly despaired. If even the phenomenon couldn’t do anything to the other side, what other means could possibly kill the opponent and turn the tables?

Whoosh!

Without the slightest hesitation, Ma Ta took advantage of the moment Ye Fan was "trapped" by the Heavenly Thunder and decisively retreated toward the Demon Clan side.

At the same time, Ye Fan moved his Divine Sense into nine strands of Heavenly Thunder, instantly forming a Thunder Cage that imprisoned Ma Takong within.

"Ah... no..."

Ma Takong let out miserable cries one after another, struggling with all his might. The scales on his body were blasted off and sent flying, blood splattering everywhere, several wounds so deep the bone was visible!

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