Dreams and fists shatter the sky

Chapter 290: Terrifying Divine Arts

Blood merges into essence.

This divine art's ability is to convert physical strength into essence energy!

Ye An watched in awe and fear.

This is the foundation of the divine realm.

They can convert everything into essence energy!

And elevate the power of essence to a level unimaginable by other races.

Eight flesh columns transformed into nutrients, nurturing eight Sources of Holy Light.

Six in the heavens.

Eight on the earth.

A total of fourteen!

If these fourteen Sources of Holy Light were to merge, what level of holy light power would they condense?

Six have already reached 1.6 times.

Plus eight.

3.2 times?

That would be the strength of the Sixth Realm Grand Completion, right?

"No way?" Ye An muttered to himself.

What kind of monster is this?

How can one defend against it?

Never mind, first smash down two Sources of Holy Light.

At this moment, Ye An had already arrived in front of one Source of Holy Light, preparing to unleash a powerful punch.

On the ground,

Jing Tian stood amidst his fourteen Source of Holy Light formation, one hand behind his back, the other wielding a Holy Sword.

The power of judgment surged within the Holy Sword and fell upon Ye An.

Ye An's brain raced, but instead of forcibly resisting with Dao Fruit, he was knocked down alive, somewhat embarrassed, lying on the ground.

This scene puzzled many strong individuals.

What is Ye An's next move?

Why didn't he resist this judgmental blow?

If he doesn't shatter a portion of the Sources of Holy Light in advance, how could he possibly withstand the power of these fourteen Sources of Holy Light?

He would be obliterated in an instant!

Jing Tian also furrowed his brow, "What are you planning?"

He looked at Ye An lying flat on the ground, indifferent, "It doesn't matter."

"There's a saying in the divine realm."

"In the face of absolute power, everything will be annihilated."

"I admit, my skills are far inferior to yours."

"Little by little, in a prolonged battle, I might really lose."

"So I must finish you off with this blow!"

"Having come to the divine realm for eighteen years, I have never fought so desperately."

"This blow represents the culmination of my many years of cultivation. Its power, even I do not know to what extent it will reach."

Jing Tian was extremely confident, staring at Ye An, rays of light emanating from his brow.

His face suddenly turned grim, roaring, "Divine Art · Divide the Void!"

As he spoke, blood burst from his seven orifices, divine light scattered around him, his original aura and state plummeted, as if transforming into a feeble pale scholar, both arms trembling as he formed seals.

But for him, all of this was worthwhile.

The moment Divide the Void took effect, all spectators on the battlefield, inside and outside the arena, showed extreme fear.

Even Ye An himself struggled to control his expression.

Under everyone's gaze,

Fourteen Sources of Holy Light suddenly split into twenty-eight!

"What the hell!" Ye An couldn't help but roar.

Although these fourteen Sources of Holy Light seemed insubstantial after being split, they appeared to possess only a single strike's worth of power.

But that was enough!

What concept is twenty-eight Sources merging into one!?

That is the destructive power of the Seventh Realm!

Ye An's body would be pulverized into pulp in an instant, not even leaving ashes!

At this moment,

The strength of the divine realm's prodigy was fully displayed in front of the myriad realms!

The spectators from the divine realm were even more excited, disregarding their usual composure.

"Power, isn't that what Ye An wanted!?"

"Is this power enough!?"

"He's definitely doomed!!"

The people from the myriad realms watching this battle all felt their scalp tingle, and their minds were uneasy.

The divine realm.

The strongest realm of all realms!

They are forever so powerful, terrifying, seemingly limitless, such that all the races of the myriad realms combined cannot touch the abyss-like depth of their foundation!

Jing Tian!

This guy isn't even the strongest in the divine realm yet!

But Jing Tian's performance was not over.

Already as feeble as a wisp of silk, he trembled as he raised the Holy Sword in his hand, the other hand sweeping across the blade, weakly saying with his last breath, "Judgment, Lock!"

As the words fell,

All the power of judgment within the Holy Sword erupted, surging out, transforming into dense golden chains that appeared from all directions, shooting towards Ye An like giant pythons, mercilessly binding him in place.

Thus,

Jing Tian's strongest spear and strongest blockade had both been unleashed.

The Holy Sword in his hand disappeared, and he sat down on the ground, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

This blow had exhausted all his strength.

But on his pale and powerless face, a smile suddenly appeared, saying, "How do I compare to the Wooden Crane God?"

Ye An's eyes appeared through the cracks in the chains of judgment.

"Do you know Li He?"

"Of course." Jing Tian, sitting paralyzed on the ground, said with difficulty, "He's my childhood friend."

"Over these years, I've always heard about how extraordinary he has been on the battlefield."

"He even said that you are someone he can completely entrust his back to, an extremely reliable teammate."

"So, you should be similar to him, right?"

"Defeat you."

"Should be able to prove that I am stronger than him!"

As the last word fell,

Jing Tian had no more strength to speak.

He raised his trembling right hand, and with a slight downward flick,

In heaven and on earth,

Twenty-eight Sources of Holy Light finished charging, converging in the sky.

Everyone silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily,

Jing Tian hadn't reached the level of merging twenty-eight Sources into one.

It was the power of two fourteen Sources merging, intersecting and shooting towards Ye An, bound by the chains of judgment.

Ye An had never resisted from the beginning, and at this moment, he remained calm, without releasing his internal martial intent.

The strong had long seen it.

Even the ordinary spectators had figured it out.

Ye An was building up his strength!

He had been building up since that moment just now, until now, for about a minute.

How much martial intent had he accumulated?

The Holy Light was about to shoot out.

Ye An's calm voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

"You know nothing about the power of Dao Fruit!"

With these words,

Jing Tian's gaze narrowed.

The two streams of fourteen Sources of Holy Light had already shot out, their power capable of destroying heaven and earth, their majestic energy even dimming the celestial light.

The entire arena's ground collapsed and boiled at this moment.

A hoarse roar erupted from the chains of judgment!

"Roar!!!"

A golden-red war flame soared into the sky!

The power of Dao Fruit caused his flames to blaze, illuminating a hundred miles!

"Crackle, crackle, crackle!!!"

The chains of judgment, forged from the power of judgment, were completely torn apart at this moment!

Ye An broke free comfortably, revealing an extremely ferocious expression!

In an instant, the two streams of Holy Light were less than ten meters away from him, almost reaching him in the blink of an eye.

The gaze of the strong recorded this moment.

No matter how turbulent Ye An's battle flames were, his strength was still insufficient to shatter these two streams of Holy Light.

If one of them hit him, he would undoubtedly die.

Even without hitting him, the explosive aftermath would be enough to turn his body into ashes.

At this moment!

Ye An made a startling decision.

His fists were not aimed at either stream of Holy Light but behind himself!

The Fourth Movement of the Divine Song!

"Landslide!"

Both fists poured forth!

"Boom!"

The space behind him shattered inch by inch at this moment!

Immediately after,

Under the terrifying reactionary force, Ye An's body seemed to teleport and appeared in front of Jing Tian in an instant of time!

Everyone reacted violently!

He didn't need to block those two streams of Holy Light; he just needed to defeat Jing Tian to win!

At this moment,

Jing Tian looked at Ye An, who appeared as if a pitch-black shadow, his pupils trembling.

His mind moved.

The referee immediately received the message, reacting in zero seconds.

"Jing Tian surrenders!"

"Ye An wins!"

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