The clash was earth-shattering, with radiant light surging like a tidal wave, painting the void in vibrant hues!
Each collision roared like thunder, as if ten thousand volcanoes erupted in unison, the sheer force overwhelming, their strength terrifyingly immense.
With a resounding boom, their legs met, the impact pulverizing nearby rocks into dust. The raw power was so intense it defied belief.
Lin Fan's every move was razor-sharp. His arms glided through the air, slicing like a blade or piercing like a sword, rending the earth itself. He was a living weapon, unstoppable.
With his formidable physical strength, he nullified runic attacks. Ordinary precious techniques could barely scratch his body, crumbling before him like dry leaves.
In this moment, the onlookers' faces paled. They speculated that if Lin Fan reached the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, his physical prowess would be unmatched, impossible to surpass within the same realm.
For an ordinary cultivator facing him, a single barbaric charge would be enough to annihilate a group of foes, tearing them apart with his bare hands.
Boom!
After a massive collision, Jin Chan swiftly retreated, creating distance, his eyes wary as they fixed on Lin Fan.
They had exchanged hundreds of blows. Jin Chan's body was covered in wounds, yet Lin Fan stood unscathed, as if untouched, his condition peak, his recovery astonishingly swift.
"With such a treasured body and recovery, are you aiming to sanctify your flesh?" Jin Chan asked, activating his bone runes to restore his body to its normal size.
"No, I'm a cultivator of all five elements!" Lin Fan replied calmly.
In the midst of this, he shrank the distance between them with a single step, his body flashing forward to pursue Jin Chan, giving him no time to heal.
Lin Fan dove downward, his fist blazing with killing intent. His qi and blood burned like a divine furnace, radiating endless light, igniting the air around him.
Bang!
Jin Chan raised an arm to block but avoided a direct clash, deflecting part of the force. Below, a mountain exploded into rubble.
At the same time, runes flickered between Jin Chan's fingers. He gripped Lin Fan's fist, golden lightning crackling, aiming to shatter it with ruthless ferocity.
Lin Fan let out a cold snort. With a powerful jolt, he turned his fingers into a sword, piercing through the attack. Then, with a spinning kick, he became a whirling blade, slashing toward Jin Chan's waist.
Jin Chan retreated, sliding sideways to evade the lethal strike, once again putting distance between them, avoiding close combat.
"I admit, in close quarters, I'm no match for you. But beyond physical strength, we compete with magical powers and divine techniques. There's a gap in our realms, and that's where your skill ends," Jin Chan said coolly.
Though reluctant to admit his physical defeat, facts were facts. Unless he could cultivate his Indestructible Golden Body to six zhang, he couldn't hope to overpower Lin Fan physically.
The crowd gasped at his words. The heir of the Western Sect, renowned for his physical prowess, had lost in his greatest strength. It was a terrifying revelation.
Instantly, the scene buzzed with discussion, even the gods observing in secret were struck with awe.
"The Heaven Mending Sect has found quite a seedling. Truly enviable…" one remarked.
"What a pity. If this boy joined our Western Sect, his natural aptitude for the Six-Zhang Golden Body would make his physical strength even more astonishing!" another added.
"Enough nonsense. If you're not up to it, you're not up to it. For someone with talent, realms mean nothing—they can be defied!" Lin Fan retorted coldly.
The greatest marvel of the modern cultivation method was that each realm could be continuously transcended.
Take the foundational Blood Transformation Realm, for example. With a single arm wielding a million jin of force, even a Venerable would be reduced to a bloody mist with one punch.
To a large extent, the singular secret realm methods of later eras were derived from this modern method.
"Those words might hold for ordinary people, but for us initial-generation prodigies, even if there's a gap, it's not vast. Overcoming it is nearly impossible," Jin Chan said softly, his voice carrying a trace of arrogance, still brimming with confidence. In the Spirit Transformation Realm, he believed defeat was impossible.
"Hmph, bring it on! You and that witch from the Heaven-Severing Sect dared to provoke my Heaven Mending Sect and my senior sister. Today, I'll slaughter you both without mercy!"
Though Lin Fan was four or five years younger, his aura was no less imposing—perhaps even stronger—exuding an air of unrivaled dominance.
He took the initiative, lunging forward with a deafening roar, like the sound of the great Dao itself, shaking the heavens and sending ripples through the air.
Among the onlookers, none felt this more deeply than Yue Chan. Watching that youthful figure, smaller than herself, she felt a complex swirl of emotions, hard to put into words.
In critical moments, he was always so dependable, warming her heart, outshining countless admirers. He could hold up the sky for her, shielding her from wind and rain.
Yet, he was also uniquely himself, never pandering to her. When it came to fighting, he held nothing back, though…
If only he weren't so greedy for money… Yue Chan murmured to herself, wincing for a moment at the thought of her dwindling personal treasury. This time, it was likely to take a heavy hit.
Rumble!
Suddenly, Jin Chan struck, but not with pure physical power. This time, it was the might of runes. A sea of divine energy surged, runes weaving densely in the void, manifesting in the air.
He extended a hand, which rapidly enlarged, transforming into a vast azure sky, enveloping the area and blotting out the heavens.
Lin Fan looked up, slightly surprised. Within that palm, stars twinkled and orbited, as if an entire world had been created, sealing the surrounding void.
"Junior Brother, be careful! That's the Western Sect's World in the Palm! Senior Brother Jin nearly died trapped inside it!" a young woman shouted from the sidelines, trying to warn him.
But it was too late. The void around Lin Fan was sealed, blocking out all sound. The crowd could only watch anxiously.
Previously, Jin Lingxiao had escaped only because Yue Chan had used a magical artifact from outside to break the technique. Escaping from within was notoriously difficult.
Boom!
Yet, at that moment, a sword beam pierced the sky, slicing through the World in the Palm, shattering stars and cleaving the azure heavens.
In the next instant, Lin Fan leaped out, standing tall in the void. Clutching a five-colored divine sword, he let out a resonant clang, the sword's radiance exploding as he charged forward with devastating force.
This was the profound mystery of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, embodying ultimate offensive power, like the sharpest spear. A mere World in the Palm could never trap a sword capable of sundering the cosmos.
"Such astonishing sword intent—likely no weaker than the prodigies of Sword Valley," Jin Chan remarked, startled. He hadn't expected Lin Fan to possess such a technique, breaking his great divine ability so effortlessly.
Quickly, he summoned a divine lamp, which spewed endless flames, turning half the sky golden to counter the tidal wave of sword intent.
In that moment, Jin Chan's heart trembled. He had to admit, Lin Fan's divine might was unparalleled, the most potent initial-generation prodigy he'd ever encountered, truly capable of defying the odds.
Boom!
Sword qi clashed with divine flames, like water meeting fire, mutually creating and destroying. Spiritual energy evaporated, radiant light scattered, and a shower of glowing rain fell.
On the other side, Lin Fan grew ever fiercer, his sword intent soaring, cold and piercing, like an unsheathed blade sweeping all directions.
At the same time, he was inwardly shocked. Merely wielding the sword intent of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, amplified by the divine sword, produced such power. It was astounding.
He could hardly imagine how formidable it would be once he could fully unleash this divine technique in the future!
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