The Power of Incense, Breaking Through to Dao Integration!

Despair flickered in everyone's eyes.

On the arena, life and death were decreed by fate.

Even Monk Yuan Jue began to chant scriptures.

The monks formed a circle, golden rays of light crisscrossing from above their heads and spreading in all directions, shielding the clueless spectators.

The spectators around the arena wanted to flee, only to realize that Ye Fan's attack did not spread at all... Such a massive display of magical power had absolutely no effect on them...

This level of control over his power alone was enough to make everyone marvel in admiration.

...

However, the sect disciples enveloped by the shadow of death had no leisure to praise him.

They were about to die!

At this point, nothing could be hidden anymore!

A hunched male figure suddenly felt his skin begin to harden, the blood in his body stopped flowing, and thick roots began to sprout from beneath his feet, fiercely boring deep into the earth!

As time ticked away, in this final moment of life and death.

This man actually transformed into a massive willow tree, taking root in the soil!

However, its trunk and branches looked like a withered, dead willow, crumbling at a touch!

A faint silver light began to fall from the withered willow branches; this turned out to be an auxiliary technique.

Everyone from the sects touched by the silver light trembled violently!

Shen Mei was also whipped to the ground like a large fish, spitting out a mouthful of essence blood!

But this was not the end.

When this fresh blood sprayed onto the flower basket in her hand, a gentle glow immediately rose. The flowers in the basket seemed like fish swimming in the sky, emitting a strange light.

Various flowers bloomed into beautiful blossoms, stretching over everyone's heads like a massive umbrella, protecting the people on the field.

Even the large willow tree nearby was invigorated, its withered branches sprouting fresh green buds.

Among the remaining disciples, one suddenly transformed into a white tiger... with sharp eyes and razor-sharp claws!

Their final hidden trump cards had all appeared...

Yet,

They looked more like a disorganized rabble.

The result

Was exactly as expected!

The closed eyes of the dark-gold Fire Dragon suddenly snapped open. Within those amber eyes, the cold, emotionless black pupils presented a stark contrast of ice and fire against the passionate flames!

What was transmitted into the hearts of all the sects was sheer dread!

This was a dread and panic that arose from the very depths of their souls!

The remaining sect disciples did not slacken. Under the crisis, their inner nature erupted with powerful combat strength, forcing out even their long-dormant potential.

...

Unfortunately,

Before absolute strength,

All of it was in vain.

If you couldn't win, you couldn't win.

The Dao Integration Realm was the limit of this world.

In the past, the Da Qian Ancestor, Wei Xian, had ascended from the Dao Integration Realm, which was why he was called an Immortal.

And now, the sects whose top combat powers had been slaughtered by Wei Xian were no longer what they used to be.

How could they possibly be Ye Fan's match?!

...

Ye Fan had even exerted all the power in his body.

How could anyone withstand it?!

Indeed.

The dark-gold giant dragon did not stop, and even the steel whip in the sky arrived as scheduled!

All efforts were destined to turn into illusions!

The black steel whip descended from the heavens, striking the dark-gold giant dragon. The boundless flames splashed in all directions like crushed water droplets...

The massive flames completely swallowed everyone on the arena.

...

"Dead...?"

The crowd below the stage could not believe it.

Even the monks of Shaolin Temple stopped chanting.

On the arena, the white fox mask seemed to curl into a bizarre smile.

Those silver eyes seemed to possess a demonic magic, leaving the deepest imprint in everyone's hearts.

Demon.

This word surfaced in the depths of everyone's minds.

Absolutely powerful strength, completely unrestrained actions, and an arrogant attitude... The appearance of such a person... seemed like a completely hostile version of Wei Xian from the past...

In the end, was this world about to change?

...

At this moment,

The Buddha Infant, who had been standing by with folded arms, finally made a move.

However, he appeared on the other side of the giant dragon!

A golden hand seal suddenly rushed out from the red flames!

Upon that snow-white, translucent glazed palm stood a group of figures.

...

"They aren't dead!"

Another twist occurred.

It was the white fox mask who had acted, saving the people from his own hands.

Now, Ye Fan spoke.

"Now, I am the Number One Under Heaven. Is there anyone who remains unconvinced?!"

His ice-cold voice pierced through the outskirts of Jizhou City, echoing over the old mass grave...

Yet, not a single person dared to respond!

Strong.

Invincible.

Unrivaled strength.

What was even more terrifying was that this man's methods were profound, and he had not even used his full strength.

Such a scene seemed to tell everyone that life and death lay entirely within his palm.

A strange emotion spread through everyone's hearts...

...

The curve on Ye Fan's white fox mask began to turn upward.

"Since that is the case, I am the Martial World Sovereign.

The new Hehuan Sect shall also become the Number One Sect Under Heaven!"

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Only mid-way through their daze did the crowd remember...

That's right,

He was the Senior Brother of the Hehuan Sect...

This unorthodox, heterodox Hehuan Sect had finally risen...

From now on, no one would dare call the Hehuan Sect a wicked, unorthodox path...

At this moment,

Strange emotions constantly spread—jealousy, envy, worship, and yearning...

...

Ye Fan stood in place.

Within the black incense burner inside Ye Fan's body, numerous wisps of incense smoke suddenly lit up...

At this moment, all kinds of emotions from the crowd completely submitted to Ye Fan's will, transforming into incense...

He had originally intended to destroy all the incense in his body, even the black iron cauldron...

But now, he needed power.

He could only take the risk.

Ye Fan made no move. The Buddha Infant lowered everyone from the sky to a safe place.

Ye Fan stood alone on the arena, peerless and unmatched!

...

*Buzz!*

At the edge of the horizon, from an unknown distance, the wondrous toll of a bell suddenly echoed.

*Clang!*

*Clang!*

*Clang!*

...

Nine consecutive tolls of the bell rang out, as if welcoming something.

Ye Fan closed his eyes, his entire body enveloped in an inexplicable light. At this moment, he seemed to transform into light itself!