Chapter 533: Chapter 532: Oil Exhausted, the Lamp Burned Out

The Martial Artists from the Spirit Suppressing Domain had grim expressions. If Ye Fan failed, no one would be left to suppress the West Spirit King. For the world they protected, this could mean a lifetime of enslavement.

At that moment, Ye Fan said coldly, "So what if you have Rock Divine Blood? I can fight it all the same!"

"And what will you use to fight the power of the Divine Race? Your unawakened Ancestor Realm Bloodline? Or that Sword of Slaughter?" the West Spirit King mocked.

Although either of those items could easily suppress the Divine Race, there was no doubt that in Ye Fan’s hands, their true strength could not be wielded.

Ye Fan replied coldly, "That’s right. Since they both chose me, I can master them!" His words were incredibly domineering.

But seeing him, looking like an oil lamp about to burn out, no one believed he could actually suppress the West Spirit King.

The West Spirit King gazed down from on high, looking at Ye Fan as if a god were eyeing an ant.

Yet, Ye Fan did not stop. He was gathering terrifying streams of power, and as he condensed them, his body began to change. The Ancestor Realm Bloodline hidden in the deepest part of his body finally activated. Once awakened, it was incredibly formidable.

Gradually, the Ancestor Realm Bloodline began to devour and fuse with the Rock Divine Blood.

Although their colors seemed similar, the Ancestor Realm Bloodline was not golden this time. It turned a brilliant crimson, and in this state, it completely dissolved all of the Rock Divine Blood.

Ye Fan shouted, "Pure Yang Divine Fist!" It was the same technique, the same move, but this time, he was dead serious.

"Still using that move? You must have a death wish!" the West Spirit King said mockingly.

He roared, "Rock God’s Descent!"

The sky filled with a golden radiance. Illuminated by his golden armor, the West Spirit King shone like the sun, casting his blinding light downward. The crowd below could not keep their eyes open. Martial Artists with lower cultivation, caught off-guard, were instantly blinded by the dazzling light. Such power was truly boundless.

Ye Fan remained as calm as the wind, standing alone in the center of the battlefield. Above him was the impossibly powerful West Spirit King, yet his expression was unchanged.

Finally, the Pure Yang Divine Fist collided with the Rock God’s Descent. Instantly, a blast erupted in the sky.

"Rock God Armor, protect me!" When the West Spirit King saw the Pure Yang Divine Fist pierce through his Rock God’s Descent and charge straight for him, he immediately deployed the Rock God Armor in an attempt to block the punch.

BANG!

The Pure Yang Divine Fist slammed into his Rock God Armor and detonated in the sky. At that moment, the forces on both sides rapidly retreated, as the battle between them was powerful enough to destroy everything.

After the massive explosion faded, the West Spirit King remained floating in the sky, while Ye Fan still stood in his original spot on the ground. The two stared each other down. It appeared neither was injured, but that was not the case.

The West Spirit King suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Damn it! How could my Rock God Armor fail to block that punch?" he snarled in disbelief.

At this point, the West Spirit King was in a sorry state. He felt as if his very organs were about to shatter. If the Rock God Armor hadn’t absorbed most of the strike’s force, he would have suffered far more than a mere injury.

Ye Fan’s voice was cold. "Your Rock God Armor may block physical power and spells, but it can never block my Inner Strength!"

"Oh, is that so? I’m quite curious to see what other tricks you have. This time, I won’t make such a foolish mistake again!" The West Spirit King wiped the blood from his lips and landed on the ground.

Clad in the Rock God Armor and bolstered by its power, he became even faster. His movements were more agile and his strength grew greater. He lunged toward Ye Fan, appearing before him in an instant and throwing a devastating punch.

"One Punch to Divinity!" Ye Fan bellowed.

He threw a swift punch of his own, colliding with the West Spirit King. Both were sent flying backward, but Ye Fan clearly fared worse.

The Rock God Armor protected the West Spirit King like a turtle’s shell. Ye Fan had no way of getting through to him. In such a close-quarters brawl, Ye Fan was at a clear disadvantage, and the West Spirit King pummeled him until his face was bruised and swollen.

"The Spirit King will prevail!" the men from the Spirit Domain began to roar, their thunderous cries bolstering the West Spirit King’s confidence. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

In contrast, the warriors of the Spirit Suppressing Domain, though broken and battered, still threw their support behind Ye Fan.

"The King of Heaven will prevail!"

This was a clash of morale. The people of the Spirit Suppressing Domain were few, but their cries carried the might of a vast army, their collective spirit scarcely weaker than that of the Spirit Domain’s forces.

"You’re not even worth a single blow!" the West Spirit King sneered. He began to gather his power again. Empowered by the will of the Golden War God emanating from his Rock God Armor, his injuries began to heal at a visible rate. In moments, he had returned to his peak condition.

Although Ye Fan’s injuries had not healed, his hands began to change, sharpening into vicious dragon claws. Boosted by his Ancestor Realm Bloodline, his claws became exceedingly hard and sharp, but no one noticed this subtle transformation, as all eyes were fixed on the West Spirit King.

Despite their high morale, the warriors of the Spirit Suppressing Domain could all see that Ye Fan was no match for the West Spirit King while he wore the Rock God Armor. Unless he has a Spiritual Artifact on par with the Rock God Armor, he can’t possibly compete.

A somber mood fell over the Spirit Suppressing Domain. Could it be that the conflict between the Spirit Clan and the Human Clan will end with our downfall? What, then, was the point of the Spirit Suppressing People’s resistance?

The West Spirit King then shouted, "It feels wonderful to be back at my peak. Tremble, boy!"

At his bellow, the very heavens and earth seemed to shake.

Everyone panicked. From the Martial Artists of the Reincarnation Realm down to the weakest warrior, all trembled under the immense pressure. Who could have imagined a Martial Artist’s power could be so formidable? And he wasn’t even a god yet. If he were to ascend, what kind of pressure would he wield? Without a doubt, it would be an apocalyptic blow.

Ye Fan stood his ground, feeling the pressure as well. But does feeling pressure mean you have to tremble in fear? No. That wasn’t Ye Fan’s style.

Ye Fan rose, confronting the West Spirit King. Though his aura was weak and he looked as though he could be defeated in a single blow, he was absolutely unafraid.

Finally, the West Spirit King descended, his overwhelming pressure crashing down. He shot toward Ye Fan like a meteor, his speed and strength at their absolute peak. At this moment, he perfectly embodied that trace of power from the Rock God.

The people below were horrified. Even the Evil Vengeance Divine Pet, who had just finished dealing with the Blood-colored Divine Pet and was now approaching, turned pale with shock. She had never expected the West Spirit King to hide his strength so well. In this invincible state, he was truly terrifying. She didn’t know if Ye Fan could withstand him.