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Xing Qu, as the Demon Son of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, was being groomed to become the next sect leader. With such formidable strength, both in talent and temperament, he was undoubtedly exceptional.
Logically, he should not have lost his rationality as he had now. Yet, the fury within him made it impossible to control himself.
Who was Xing Qu? He was the esteemed Demon Son of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, boasting a Peak of Ascension cultivation level. It was said that he had no rivals below the God-Slaying Stage.
However, now he found himself defeated by a mere brat who had only reached the Great Accomplishment Period, thrown aside with a single blow. What did this mean?
If he failed to subdue Ye Fan today, how could he face the world in the future?
Thus, blinded by rage, Xing Qu lost all reason and harbored murderous intent towards Ye Fan. He held nothing back and unleashed the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect's Supreme Divine Art, the Blood Transformation Technique.
The Blood Transformation Technique, along with the sect's Demon-Slaying Finger and Heavenly Demon Transformation, all derived from the Heavenly Demon Secret Classic, were terrifying powers that needed no further explanation.
With Xing Qu's Peak of Ascension cultivation wielding the Blood Transformation Technique, its power was utterly fearsome. In an instant, he could turn Ye Fan's body into a pool of essence blood, devouring and absorbing it completely.
Thus, when everyone witnessed Xing Qu unleash the Blood Transformation Technique, they all gasped in shock.
Even Wuma Changkong was furious, ready to take action without hesitation.
If it weren't for Ye Fan speaking up to stop him, he would have likely slapped Xing Qu away again by now.
What nonsense about the Demon Son? Wuma Changkong didn't care at all.
Dare to touch his son-in-law? He would even kill Xing Qu in front of Dugu Laomo without a second thought.
Dugu Laomo was also frowning slightly, his face darkening as he cast a glance at Xing Qu.
He hadn't expected that a simple test of Ye Fan's abilities would cause such a commotion and provoke him so much.
What surprised Dugu Laomo even more was that Ye Fan, with his mere Great Accomplishment Period cultivation, could actually fight against Xing Qu and appear so calm while doing so.
Facing Xing Qu, who was using the Blood Transformation Technique, he even had the audacity to ask how Xing Qu would die.
Did he really have that much confidence?
Only Wuma Xian'er, standing beside them, remained composed and unruffled, a charming smile on her face.
However, her eyes, like peach blossoms, held a hint of coldness as they looked at Xing Qu.
“Father, don’t worry. Although Xing Qu is powerful, today he has met Ye Fan and won’t be able to stir up any trouble,” Wuma Xian'er transmitted to Wuma Changkong.
Wuma Changkong gave Wuma Xian'er a deep look and then nodded lightly. Since both Ye Fan and his daughter were so calm, he had nothing more to say.
He merely shot a cold glance at Dugu Laomo and snorted, “Old Demon, Ye Fan is my son-in-law. If anything happens to him today, your Bloodthirsty Demon Sect’s so-called Demon Son will pay for it—he can die a hundred times and it still won’t be over.”
Dugu Laomo frowned and snorted in response, “Don’t worry. With us here, how could anything happen to them?”
With their strength, if it truly came to a moment that threatened their lives, they could intervene and save each other from peril with great assurance.
At this moment, hovering above Ye Fan was Xing Qu, enveloped in a thick aura of bloodlust that resembled flames. His once handsome face had turned somewhat ferocious, his eyes bloodshot as he roared, "I want you dead."
Gazing at the murderous Xing Qu, Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a cold killing intent as he replied, "Since you've chosen death, then I, Ye Fan, will grant your wish."
"Under my Blood Transformation Technique, you will soon become a puddle of blood for me to absorb and devour. How can you kill me?" The killing intent in Xing Qu's eyes intensified as an overwhelming surge of blood energy erupted from his palm.
The blood energy rolled like raging waves in the void before surging directly toward Ye Fan, as if it aimed to completely engulf and bury him.
At that moment, Xing Qu appeared extremely terrifying, exuding an aura of death.
Ye Fan said nothing more. He crossed and separated the two fingers of his left hand, resembling the division of yin and yang at the dawn of creation.
In an instant, a more terrifying aura spread out from Ye Fan as its center.
As Ye Fan slowly raised his left hand, two distinct forces—one yin and one yang—howled forth from his palm.
These were the ultimate powers of Extreme Yang and Extreme Yin, instantly dispersing the overwhelming bloodlust above him.
"How is this possible?"
"This can't be!"
Xing Qu's face revealed immense shock and disbelief upon witnessing this.
Dugu Laomo, standing alongside Wuma Changkong, couldn't help but voice his confusion. "Wuma Changkong, what kind of divine ability is this? I've never seen anyone from your Supreme Demon Sect use it before."
Wuma Changkong turned his gaze toward Ye Fan, his expression equally astonished as he shook his head.
Then, he turned his gaze towards Wuma Xian'er, only to see a look of shock on her face as well. She shook her head at him, indicating that she was just as clueless.
"This kid!"
Wuma Changkong couldn't help but roll his eyes in disbelief.
To think he could suppress the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect's Blood Transformation Technique! This demonstrated just how terrifying and mysterious the powers Ye Fan wielded truly were.
Moreover, Wuma Changkong and Dugu Laomo, along with others, felt an inexplicable force of the world's momentum when Ye Fan unleashed this technique. It seemed to be imbued within it.
If they were astonished, there was no need to mention the other elders and disciples who looked at Ye Fan with wide eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.
At the Peak of Ascension, known as the God-Slaying Stage, Xing Qu had been deemed invincible. Yet after unleashing the Blood Transformation Technique, he was still suppressed by Ye Fan.
The Blood Transformation Technique appeared utterly ineffective before him, completely unraveled!
How… was this possible?
"Boom!!!"
The void trembled as Ye Fan's palm slowly descended, producing a deafening explosion of sound.
At that moment, his small hand seemed to transform into a divine palm, casting a massive shadow.
Within his palm, alongside the two forces of Extreme Yin and Extreme Yang, various phenomena emerged—starry lights and the inversion of the universe among them.
It felt as if the entire universe was contained within his palm, ready to unleash its might.
"Crack!"
"Snap!"
At that moment, the sound of bones shattering continuously erupted from Xing Qu's body.
His figure began to twist under Ye Fan's palm, and perhaps due to the pain, his face appeared even more grotesque.
"Aren't you curious what kind of divine ability this is, that can easily crush your Blood Transformation Technique?" Ye Fan said coldly. "To ensure you die with your eyes closed, I can tell you. Do you want to know?"
Xing Qu glared at Ye Fan with a twisted expression, unable to utter a word. As Ye Fan's palm slowly turned, his body was gradually being suppressed downward, becoming increasingly contorted.
"This is The Universe in the Palm," Ye Fan said lightly. "Die!"
As his voice fell, accompanied by his movement, it was as if the heavens were collapsing. A massive phantom hand gripped Xing Qu's body and suddenly pressed down with immense force.
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