Shrouded Sky

Chapter 268 - The Unrivaled 'All' Character

In the silver little world, the ringing of the bell spread, golden light cascading down like ribbons, crushing toward the fragments of Pang Bo’s divine sense.

“Clang”

No matter how powerful Pang Bo was, he could not withstand it. His divine sense rang sharply, and a portion of it instantly turned to ash.

“Boom”

The ancient cauldron, like an immortal great mountain, sank inch by inch, and even the silver space was about to crack apart.

Pang Bo’s divine sense could not endure it, nor could he escape. Pinned beneath this cauldron, his formidable divine sense was fixed in place.

The Nine Secrets, the most mysterious ancient arts of the Eastern Wilderness, no one knows who created them. Each one is unmatched in power, representing the pinnacle of its domain.

Among them, the “All” Character Nine Secrets is immeasurable. Once successfully unleashed, whether speed, combat power, or divine sense, all can be increased from threefold to tenfold.

It is an inconceivable divine art. Its terrifying effect inspires fear, and even prodigies who have cultivated ancient scriptures dread it immensely.

The bell tones did not cease, turning into golden ripples. They appeared gentle, but were sharper and more terrifying than heavenly blades.

The golden ribbons surged like tides, like tsunamis, submerging Pang Bo. The great bell rang incessantly, its vibration making the silver space tremble.

Pang Bo’s divine sense quickly dimmed, pinned by the cauldron and shaken by the bell. Under such crushing force, it was continuously refined into ash.

In the blink of an eye, a tenth of his silver divine sense vanished. If this continued, he would certainly be annihilated.

“Retreat!” At this moment, the Black Emperor, like a bolt of black lightning, withdrew. The Black Emperor charged forward, using the golden bell to latch onto the divine lotus, fixing it in place so it could not move.

“Collect!”

Ye Fan shouted, and the nine-layered ancient pagoda expanded, drawing all of Pang Bo’s divine sense inside. Its light flared as it began refining.

He sat cross-legged in the void, facing the ancient pagoda without moving. He intended to take this opportunity to destroy the old monster in one go.

“Boom”

The ancient pagoda shook as Pang Bo launched a fierce assault, trying to break free. At the brink of life and death, he even burned his divine sense.

“Retreat!”

Ye Fan refined part of Pang Bo’s divine sense, then flew back. The Black Emperor, in perfect coordination, shielded him with the great bell.

Pang Bo revealed his true form, his expression incomparably cold. By now, he had lost a full thirty percent of his divine sense. If this continued, he would surely die.

“Swish”

Wielding the divine lotus, he swept out, tearing open the silver little world. The divine sense space rapidly collapsed. He had no desire to bind himself here and decisively chose to leave.

In the forest, Pang Bo’s physical body sat unmoving, the green lotus wrapped with divine sense diving swiftly downward.

“Chase!” Ye Fan roared, his divine sense like a golden river rushing forward. The Black Emperor gritted his teeth and also pursued, protected by the divine bell.

“Whoosh,” “whoosh,” “whoosh”

The three of them successively rushed into Pang Bo’s forehead, entering his body. All their divine senses shone brightly.

“You’ve gone too far!” Murderous intent flashed on Pang Bo’s face as he turned to face the pursuing Ye Fan and the Black Emperor.

“Old monster, you’re the one who’s gone too far, seizing someone else’s body!” Ye Fan shouted.

Every body of flesh and blood is a small heaven and universe, full of mysteries. Within a single inch, it could contain sun, moon, mountains, and rivers.

Take the sea of consciousness, for example, it is boundless. Here, the three of them stood as if facing an empty starry sky.

“Where have you sealed the real Pang Bo?” Ye Fan demanded.

“Just kill him directly, the seal will naturally break!” The Black Emperor’s killing intent was overwhelming. It had suffered greatly today and had no intention of showing mercy.

Pang Bo’s face turned grim. Holding the divine lotus, he stood imposingly, emanating a pulse that made hearts tremble.

The Black Emperor quickly activated his divine sense, shielding himself with the golden bell. Ye Fan also hid inside it.

“Demon Emperor’s Nine Slashes, Spirit Wound!” Pang Bo shouted. His divine sense surged like a tide, and his divine sense form instantly dimmed. The consumption of this slash was clearly enormous.

Silver light, like true dragons, shot out one after another, flooding the hundred-zhang little world.

At this moment, Ye Fan and the Black Emperor both felt their hair stand on end. Time seemed to freeze, falling into eternity. This was the supreme secret art designed specifically to attack divine sense, called “Spirit Wound.”

“Perish!” Pang Bo gripped the divine lotus, but his voice abruptly cut off. His body trembled repeatedly; he lacked the strength to continue.

“Bang”

He suddenly cracked apart. The Demon Emperor’s Nine Slashes, Spirit Wound, was abruptly cut short.

Slowly forming again, full of unwillingness, he said, “This slash…I cannot truly unleash it in my current state. Otherwise, you would have been annihilated.”

Ye Fan felt a chill in his heart. The ancient scripture created by the Demon Emperor of the demon race was indeed terrifying. Destroying form, stripping away, wounding the spirit…these secret arts were unfathomable.

“No wonder that ten thousand years ago, the Demon Emperor could sweep across the world, even seizing the supreme treasure of the Middle Continent.”

The ancient scripture founded by the Demon Emperor must have shaken heaven and earth. Even without mentioning the rest, the mere “three slashes” already revealed were enough to terrify.

“He’s injured himself with his own slash, let’s see how he survives now!” The Black Emperor shook the bell, taking the initiative to attack.

“Boom”

At the same time, Ye Fan triggered the Nine Secrets for the third time, unleashing the “All” Character. His divine sense surged like a golden ocean.

He activated the War Paragon Art, “bang”, shattering Pang Bo, while on the other side, the Black Emperor pinned down the divine lotus.

This time, there was no suspense. Earlier, Pang Bo had been forced to unleash the Demon Emperor’s Nine Slashes, Spirit Wound, and failed, gravely injuring himself. Now, he could not withstand Ye Fan’s divine might and was crushed instantly.

“Boom”

Ye Fan transformed into a great cauldron, completely taking him in, beginning the final refinement!

“Don’t refine him into ash, or the Demon Emperor’s ancient scripture will vanish with him!” the Black Emperor shouted.

“Ye Fan, is that you?” From deep within the sea of consciousness of this body came a strand of divine sense.

“Pang Bo!” Ye Fan’s heart trembled. He knew this was the real Pang Bo.