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Yinghuo, the heavenly tribulation continues!

Ye Fan struggles fiercely, refining his body with the power of the heavenly tribulation.

This is using the force of Heaven to complete the final transformation!

Becoming a Saint is not easy; a slight misstep leads to the danger of perishing.

Ye Fan’s heavenly tribulation is terrifying beyond compare, with the possibility of instant death and dao annihilation.

It is only him; otherwise, anyone else would surely die. Such a cataclysmic, world-shattering great calamity cannot be withstood even by the Supreme Holy Master.

Even he has been shattered countless times by the terrifying tribulation, even having his divine soul fractured.

If not for the trace of life force contained within the tribulation, and his Thunderclap Treasure Skill’s ability to absorb and dissolve the tribulation’s power, he might not have endured.

Despite this, Ye Fan went through countless nine deaths and one life scenarios, the most severe almost causing his divine soul to be extinguished.

This is a great calamity: with the destruction of the divine, man dies. The body can be reassembled, but once the primordial spirit is annihilated, all is likely lost.

Ultimately, he pulled through; his divine soul was cleansed by the heavenly tribulation, becoming more refined and brilliant, shining dazzlingly.

Creating heaven and earth!

The final heavenly tribulation descended, a thread of life aura spreading and expanding, instilling hope.

However, Ye Fan dared not relax for a moment, facing this final heavenly tribulation with all his might.

The life aura spread across the sky, dispelling chaos, yet signifying immense terror—as simple as crossing to vast horizons by rushing forth, or facing existential annihilation if unable to cross, with no alternative path.

"Come, let me see just how terrifying this final heavenly tribulation is!"

Ye Fan spoke, his voice like a dao drink; his robust physique shimmered with purple light, thunderlight coursing over his body, holy might emanating as if he were a divine being.

"Boom!"

The calamity of heaven and earth descended, no, it smashed down, as if not a tribulation but the entire sky was collapsing, destroying everything.

"Roar..."

Ye Fan roared, charging amidst the tribulation, whole body dripping with blood, shattered countless times, but each time instantly reformed.

Through repeated cycles of shattering and rebirth, he comprehends the Heavenly Dao, inscribes Tao marks, understands laws, embedding heaven and earth Tao marks into his flesh, blood, muscles, and bones.

"Something’s wrong!"

In the depths of the endless starry sky, the Bai Yan wolf’s expression changed drastically.

"The calamity of creation and destruction, it’s a death sentence!" The expression of the little scoundrel Golden Divine Dragon also grew solemn.

"Believe in him; the master surely will pull through!" Peacock’s eyes flashed with a hint of concern, missing the usual composure and coldness.

Having followed Ye Fan for so long, it was already sincerely convinced, considering Ye Fan the only master and idol.

In its view, Ye Fan is omnipotent—heaven cannot destroy, earth cannot bury, enduring countless tribulations; he certainly will succeed and be sanctified!

In the endless sea of thunder, as if all things were beginning, emerging with life.

Around Ye Fan, heavenly people, gods, and spirits, scales, feathers, hair, flowers, grass, trees, all things of the world gathered.

These were thunder and lightning condensed, not real objects, yet possessing the charm and power of real objects.

The Divine Dragon swings its tail, shattering myriad stars, the Phoenix spreads its wings, cleaving the sky, the roc strikes the Nine Heavens, soaring up ninety thousand miles.

Gods and demons roared, ancestors sacrificially offered, prayers resonated from the Nine Heavens to the Nine Netherworld—all transformed by thunderlight, truly creating heaven and earth, grand and fierce, stirring one’s soul.

Ye Fan was fearless, bravely invincible, actively attacking, shattering suns, moons, and stars, left hand subduing dragons, right hand taming tigers, branding primordial Tao markings into his flesh.

His divine soul condensed into a brilliant Heavenly Tao Seal, launching attacks, sweeping aside all obstacles, traversing the tribulation—the terrifying tribulation could no longer harm him.

Tao marks of gods and demons imprinted onto the flesh, carved into bones, making him stronger.

Finally, Ye Fan let out a long roar, his body emanating a trillion strands of light, the Saint’s might overwhelming, a fist striking the sky, aiming at the final tribulation light.

"Boom!"

The heavenly tribulation shattered; Ye Fan opened his mouth wide, absorbing endless thunderlight into his body, his whole form dazzling, clear as Liu Li, exuding infinite treasure radiance.

At this moment, the holy might of the entire star domain surged, intimidating the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

The Venerable Realm, the threshold of the Saint, like a great dam stopping countless cultivators, leaving many heavenly prides to fall, perish, with regrets left for eternity.

Without becoming a Saint, one is ultimately dust, unable to contend with heaven and earth, harder to achieve immortality.

Once crossing this threshold, it’s a qualitative transformation, ascending the ladder of Proving Dao, realizing life’s sublimation.

In a sense, Saint and non-Saint are already two distinct life forms.

Unless one is a Young Emperor, or a figure of eternal brilliance, one cannot appreciate the splendor of this domain in non-Saint realms.

Like Ye Fan, who could slay Supreme Holy Master before becoming a Saint, unprecedented in ancient times, even the Young Emperor could not achieve.

In the void, Ye Fan stood proudly, like a Great Emperor, gazing over eternity, dominating the Nine Heavens.

"Succeeded!"

Bai Yan wolf and Golden Divine Dragon excitedly cheered, transforming into three streams of flowing light charging toward Ye Fan.

The heavenly tribulation vanished; the starry sky returned to tranquility, though countless meteors and asteroids turned into tribulation ashes and ceased to exist during Ye Fan’s tribulation.

The entire Ancient Star of Ying huo also became pitted, nearly crumbling, fortunately protected by the aura of the Ancient Emperor, or it would become tribulation dust.

Satellites capturing footage also shattered in the final creation and destruction calamity, unable to transmit further images.

The heavenly tribulation ended, visions disappeared, and the impact on Earth gradually weakened, eventually vanishing.

Ye Fan restrained his aura, casually tearing the void, extending a hand, encompassing sky and ground, directly pulling Bai Yan wolf and others over.

"We’ve become Saints, we’ve finally become Saints!"

Bai Yan wolf was rejoicing, but suddenly found itself standing before Ye Fan, and couldn’t help but be shocked.

"You..."

It looked at Ye Fan, its gaze filled with uncertainty because it realized it couldn’t see through Ye Fan’s cultivation.

"Peak of Early-Stage Venerable Realm!"

Ye Fan saw its confusion and said with a smile.

The Three Beasts were instantly petrified. They had just broken through to the Venerable Realm, and he was already at the Peak of Early-Stage Venerable Realm? How terrifying is that?

"Thorough accumulation leads to a thin burst!"

The Peacock pointed out the crucial point, Ye Fan had suppressed himself too much, and he only broke through after comprehending the Four Great Laws. It was normal to have such results.

"Let’s set off! Destination, Earth!"

Ye Fan didn’t use the Transmission Altar at all, but directly tore through the void with his bare hands, taking the Three Beasts across the void.

At this moment, Earth was in an uproar, with discussions everywhere.

"Damn, the live broadcast has stopped."

"Is that giant really Ye Fan who disappeared ten years ago?"

"It should be Ye Fan, but it looks like he died in the Heavenly Tribulation!"

"Why did the live broadcast cut out at the critical moment?!"

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The leaders of various major powers were also puzzled, having lost all contact with the satellites, unable to obtain the final result.

"Damn it, where did it go?" Lv Zhan smashed a gigantic monitor with a punch. He had determined the person undergoing the Tribulation was Ye Fan and was unwilling to accept not seeing Ye Fan successfully overcome the Tribulation and return strong.

Ye Hei and others were equally speechless and could only silently pray for Ye Fan, hoping he would successfully pass the Tribulation.

Situ Ruoshui, Su Yuxin, and countless ordinary people who were grateful to Ye Fan felt the same way.

The thunder and lightning faded, the sky cleared, and everything returned to normal.

"The power of that Heavenly Tribulation was unimaginable. How could Ye Fan encounter such a Heavenly Tribulation after leaving for ten years?"

"Even if we take a step back to assume that person was Ye Fan, he would have died and could never return to Earth!"

At this point, the Xu Family members also gathered their thoughts and concluded that the one undergoing the Tribulation couldn’t possibly be Ye Fan. There are too many people in the world who look alike.

Moreover, they believed that even if the giant really was Ye Fan, it wouldn’t matter. He couldn’t possibly overcome the Heavenly Tribulation and was doomed to die.

Therefore, an elder of the Xu Family contacted Xu Changxuan immediately to ask if they should proceed according to the original plan, and shared his speculation.

Xu Changxuan pondered for a moment, a glint of decisiveness flashing in his eyes, and nodded: "Nothing changes, proceed as planned."

In fact, he also had doubts, but he refused to give up the dominant position that was within reach.

Having plotted for so long, the Xu Family was on the verge of rising, and nothing could stop the Xu Family’s rise.

"Wuji, continue as planned!"

Quickly, Xu Changxuan called Xu Wuji and notified him to take action.

Putting down the phone, Xu Wuji smirked cruelly.

In his view, the general trend was already set, and whether that figure was Ye Fan was of no concern to him.

Because he believed that even if the giant resembled Ye Fan, it couldn’t pass that world-ending Heavenly Tribulation and would be struck down, beyond recovery.

First kill Chu Xuanji, then subdue Lv Yuan and the other two. If they can’t be subdued, then kill them all, leaving no threats behind.

As for Ye Wenhao, he couldn’t be killed yet. After the smooth transfer of power in Huaxia, he would be killed with the most brutal means, and then the Ye Family would be blood-washed from Huaxia, erasing the Ye Family’s name.

"Old Dog Chu, today you are doomed, and you’ll die horribly!"

Xu Wuji smiled, exposing his pale teeth, like a bloodthirsty devil, his eyes gleaming with ferocity as he walked step by step towards Chu Xuanji.

"Hey, aren’t you afraid my disciple will come back and wipe out your Xu Family entirely?" Chu Xuanji sneered, he also identified the giant as Ye Fan and firmly believed Ye Fan wouldn’t die in the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Old Dog Chu, at this point, you still hold on to illusions?" Xu Wuji’s eyes radiated fierce light.

"Xu Wuji, you will die a terrible death!"

Lv Yuan roared, disregarding his worsening injuries, forcibly gathering True Qi to stand in front of Chu Xuanji.

"Fools!"

Xu Wuji snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the Void Handprint appeared, directly striking him away; his entire skeleton was shattered like a pile of broken bones, lying on the ground, unable to get up.

"You two have two choices: submit, or die!"

Xu Wuji glanced arrogantly at Cang Bo and Emperor Ye.

"What joy is there in life, what fear is there in death!"

Cang Bo managed to stand up, smiled bleakly, and said, "These old bones of mine wouldn’t live long anyway, but asking me to submit? I’d rather die!"

"You wish for death, then I shall fulfill it!"

Xu Wuji sneered, forming a Sword Seal with his hand, and with one slash, the sword-like palm light directly severed Cang Bo’s neck; the graying head flew up, landed far away, and rolled.

"Hiss..."

A column of blood sprayed several meters high from Cang Bo’s upright torso, like a torrential rain of blood.

However, even after the blood was exhausted, his body remained standing, like a tombstone between Xu Wuji and Chu Xuanji.