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Although Ye Fan's cultivation was only at the later stage of Great Achievement, it had undoubtedly increased many times compared to when his memories first awakened.
His ability to utilize various aspects of his power was no longer comparable.
Even with a mere flick of his hand, he could create a false body using secret techniques.
This illusion was so convincing that even someone like Wuma Changkong, with the Pinnacle of God-Slaying cultivation, would find it difficult to discern the truth amidst the chaos.
"Master, Master..."
"Ye Fan..."
After a brief moment of shock, Lang Sun Chuan, Wuma Xian'er, and Nangong Xuandie gasped in unison, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Ye Fan was dead?
Had he truly been obliterated in that chaotic surge, reduced to nothing more than dust?
Not even a complete corpse remained; he had been turned to powder.
"Jin Shan, I will not rest until you are dead!"
After regaining his composure, Wuma Changkong glared fiercely at Jin Shan across from him, his eyes filled with unprecedented killing intent.
Ye Fan's potential was limitless; both his personal strength and his skills in artifact forging were nothing short of extraordinary.
His development held significant implications for the Supreme Demon Sect, especially considering that Ye Fan was still, in name, the son-in-law of Wuma Changkong and the foremost Guest Expert of the Supreme Demon Sect.
However, he had just been brutally killed in the aftermath of Jin Shan's attack.
Jin Shan's crime was unforgivable!
"Kill!"
A towering phantom of a demon god suddenly emerged from Wuma Changkong's body, reaching a height of a hundred feet.
It was the Supreme Divine Art from the Heavenly Demon Secret Classic, combining the Heavenly Demon Transformation and the Demon-Slaying Finger.
At this moment, Wuma Changkong's heart was filled with murderous intent; he held nothing back as he charged toward Jin Shan.
Jin Shan was momentarily stunned, not expecting that the residual force from a single sword strike would directly kill Wuma Changkong's future son-in-law. However, there was no time to think further; he quickly shouted at Wuma Changkong, who seemed ready to fight to the death: "Wuma Changkong, this was not intentional! There are so many Celestial Artifacts here; let's seize them first and discuss everything else later!"
In this space before them, various Celestial Artifacts were displayed in abundance.
Jin Shan had only just arrived like Wuma Changkong and the others. He had instinctively struck out with a sword upon seeing Wuma Changkong and the members of the Supreme Demon Sect approach.
Aside from them, Dugu Laomo, the Four Ancestors, the Azure Wave Emperor, the Frog King, and the Wanjin Dragon Emperor all appeared here for some unknown reason, each equally mysterious.
At this moment, a fierce battle was raging over the Celestial Artifact.
The Seductive Fox Demon King, the Azure Phoenix Demon King, along with several Great Demons under the Four Ancestors, and Aotian, Aohe, and Aoguang under the Wanjin Dragon Emperor had all transformed into their true forms.
The fighting was incredibly intense.
Especially Aotian; his true form was that of a Superior Divine Beast, the Silver Dragon, and he possessed the Pinnacle of God-Slaying cultivation.
Once transformed, his combat power erupted astonishingly. Even the Four Ancestors couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.
His massive form stretched for thousands of feet, continuously striking out with incredible ferocity.
He single-handedly battled both the Seductive Fox Demon King and the Azure Phoenix Demon King without losing ground.
As for the Great Demons under the Four Ancestors, they were equally terrifying as they clashed with Aohe and Aoguang.
Other powerful figures were similarly caught in a life-and-death struggle.
At this moment, Wuma Changkong completely ignored Jin Shan's words. After unleashing his Celestial Demon Transformation, he directly launched the Demon-Slaying Finger towards Jin Shan.
Jin Shan was taken aback and responded with all his might, unleashing a beam of Heavenly Sword light to engage in battle.
"Kill!"
Wuma Xian'er’s gaze was icy and unwavering, fixed directly on the other powerful figures of the Suspended King Sword Sect.
In an instant, Lang Sun Chuan and several other strong members of the Supreme Demon Sect joined forces with Wuma Xian'er to besiege the warriors of the Suspended King Sword Sect.
"This won't do!"
Ye Fan, who had already slipped away and concealed himself at a distance, furrowed his brow slightly upon seeing Wuma Changkong and Wuma Xian'er risking their lives for him.
The reason for resorting to such desperate measures was out of necessity for Ye Fan.
Although the celestial mansion was filled with Restrictions and small formations, resembling a maze, it was clear that the Restrictions and formations left behind by the master of the Celestial Palace of the Sky were not particularly sophisticated. They likely considered the level of peak experts from the Azure Wave Continent, hence they did not dare to set up anything too intricate or complicated.
For Ye Fan, these Restrictions and formations were practically non-existent.
In this vast celestial mansion, as long as Ye Fan wished to go somewhere, there was no place he could not reach.
However, if he were to act alongside the people from the Supreme Demon Sect, Ye Fan would undoubtedly feel somewhat constrained in his actions.
Thus, Ye Fan had thought to use this method to free himself, allowing him to act independently and facilitate his plans.
What Ye Fan did not expect was that upon seeing his clone self-destruct, Wuma Changkong, Wuma Xian'er, and the others seemed to attack the members of the Suspended King Sword Sect and Jin Shan recklessly, as if they were risking their lives.
Even Nangong Xuandie, who was the weakest among them, had a grim expression and resolutely joined the fray.
"It seems these people do have some feelings for themselves," Ye Fan murmured lightly, realizing he couldn't let this continue.
He then sent a message to Wuma Xian'er: "Sister Xian'er, you don't need to be angry; I am not dead."
Wuma Xian'er, who was fiercely attacking the strong members of the Suspended King Sword Sect, suddenly heard Ye Fan's voice in her mind. She paused in surprise and quickly looked around, trying to find any trace of him.
Ye Fan hurriedly transmitted again: "Sister Xian'er, there's no need to search. The reason I used this method to escape is that I have important matters to attend to. I won't be traveling with you in the Celestial Artifact; please take care of yourselves."
"Where are you now?" Wuma Xian'er asked through their mental link.
However, Ye Fan chose not to respond further. He had only informed them he was alive to ease their worries.
If he said more, it might lead to endless questions!
Ye Fan concealed his figure and ignored the chaos of battle over the Celestial Artifact. He moved past the outer courtyard and ventured deeper into the place.
Crossing a long corridor, Ye Fan arrived outside a solitary palace.
The exterior of the palace was equally vast, surrounded by floating Celestial Artifacts that shimmered with Celestial Light.
In front of the palace door, there was a pile of sparkling crystals arranged on the ground.
"Celestial Stone?"
Celestial Stones were substances for immortals to absorb and cultivate, containing an incredibly rich essence of Celestial Essence.
They were worth countless times more than Supreme Spirit Stones, and the power contained within them was on an entirely different level.
Ye Fan casually collected the Celestial Stones and gathered some Celestial Artifacts as well.
Then he ventured deeper into the celestial abode, and after a moment, he arrived beside a massive pool of water.
Next to the pool stood a tall stone tablet, with three grand characters inscribed in the center—Ascension Pool.
In addition to the three large characters for Ascension Pool, there were also smaller inscriptions on either side.
Decayed Divine Transformation Jade Bone; entering the Celestial Pool would surely lead to ascension.
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