In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 521 [The Suppressing Mortal Fist, Lin Tianwang]

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

Lin Xian, who was watching the battlefield from the sidelines, was furious. He cursed whoever was calling the Emperor "not dead." He said that not all Emperors were the same.

The Immortal Emperor is an Emperor, and so is the Fuxi Emperor.

He is a descendant of the Azure Emperor, a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor, and possesses the bloodline of a true dragon. He has absolutely no relation to the monstrous phoenix of the Immortal Realm.

"Suppressing Mortal Fist!"

Lin Xian roared, and golden blood energy soared into the sky, like a golden sun, rushing towards Emperor Ye. His aura was earth-shattering, and his cultivation could create the universe. He had an aura that could threaten even a Great Sage, and he actually ascended to the Ninth Heaven.

Yang's Great Accomplished Sacred Body left behind three bottles of blood, just like the Azure Emperor's heart. They all dissolved the killing intent and no longer possessed imperial aura, but instead gave birth to creation.

The first bottle of golden blood was left by Lin Xian for the Yang family's descendants to establish their foundation. The third bottle of red blood was extremely precious and could be used as a backup plan during the Dark Turmoil.

Lin Xian refined one or two drops of holy blood mixed with gold and red, which was a great tonic, and in one breath he rushed to the peak and broke through the supreme barrier.

The Saint King has reached the Great Perfection stage, only half a step away from becoming a Great Saint. Like the Nine Phoenix King of the Ancient Clan and the Eternal Mi Luo King, he can be called a Heavenly King.

A genuine Lin Tianwang!
"A Heavenly King who is not even a hundred years old!"

"It's him! He's only half a step away from becoming a Great Sage. Could it be that Lin Xian is really going to break the mythological record and surpass that Great Sage of the God Clan?"

"Such terrifying talent, could he really be the reincarnation of an ancient emperor...?"

The saints were in an uproar, utterly shocked by what they saw. Although the ultimate achievement of cultivation is not determined by age, Lin Xian was far too young.

Lin Xian was of a higher realm, and Ye Fan was stronger in combat. Facing Lin Shengzhu, who was a whole realm higher, Ye Fan remained calm and composed. He raised an eyebrow and unleashed a Holy Fist attack.

"The day to defy the immortals begins!"

Ye Fan unleashed a powerful punch, unleashing six fist imprints in a single second. This was the limit of the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, but not his true limit.

Sometimes he is like a roc spreading its wings, sweeping across the nine heavens; sometimes he is like a true dragon roaring, with lightning and thunder. With this fist intent, he is invincible in his heart and has the will to strike across the three thousand worlds and sever the nine heavens.

As the golden holy fists clashed, Ye Fan remained calm and jokingly said, "Why is Emperor Lin in such a hurry? Perhaps you are the most devoted advocate of the Dao of Reincarnation?"

"Emperor Ye must be confused. The Undying Emperor has the bloodline of the Phoenix from the Immortal Realm. I am a descendant of the Dragon and have nothing to do with him."

Lin Xian grinned maliciously, his divine might overwhelming, his stride like a dragon and tiger, like a true dragon immortal king descending to earth. His palms transformed into dragon claws, unleashing an incomparably terrifying technique!

He is based on the Six Paths of Reincarnation, yet he fights against heaven and earth, his body like a dragon roaming between life and death, performing the secret realm of the Sea of ​​Reincarnation, with the Yin and Yang resonating together, his domineering power shocking the world.

"What secret technique is this?"

"What terrifying supernatural power! Every move and stance is in no way inferior to the Nine Secrets, and it's comparable to the Six-Syllable Mantra!"

"This is simply the pinnacle of divine power in the realm of humanity..."

The saints gasped in shock. The ancient emperors had already reached the pinnacle of humanity, and could be considered supreme beings of the ultimate path.

The Nine Heavenly Venerables were vaguely superior to the Great Emperors, possessing extraordinary talents and approaching immortality with their human forms, traversing countless ages.

For example, the Free and Unfettered Celestial Venerable can create a river of time, a realm that only Immortal Kings can touch. His talent is terrifying. The Secret of Movement he created represents the limit of humanity and possesses the speed of a Human Emperor.

The other eight are similar. The Celestial Venerable of Longevity represents the life force of a Heavenly Emperor, and the Emperor Venerable represents the combat power of a Heavenly Emperor. They symbolize the ultimate in one direction and can coexist with immortals.

There are very few supernatural powers in the universe that can be compared to the Nine Secrets; each one is awe-inspiring throughout the ages.

The secret technique Lin Xian used was comparable to the True Dragon Technique of the Nine Secrets, yet none of the saints recognized it. This was truly unbelievable, considering that the current tenth level of the human race was a gathering place for geniuses from all races and the entire civilization of the universe.

"This is neither the method of the Myriad Dragon Emperor nor the dragon energy of the Supreme Emperor. What kind of wondrous method is this?"

Ye Fan grew increasingly alarmed as he fought. He created the Heavenly Emperor Fist, honing it with the scriptures of various emperors, transforming the Dao and principles of the supreme emperors of all ages into runes that he integrated into his own body, forging himself into the strongest.

Even if he hadn't practiced it, he should have seen this level of true dragon divine power before.

With a single move, Lin Xian unleashed the Dragon Head Raising Technique, gathering supreme divine power and drawing upon the power of the stars throughout the heavens. Each dragon scale represented a star, and a total of 365 stars twinkled, attacking through the ages with the power to create the world and shake the stars and the ages!

With each powerful attack, the True Dragon's strength increased, and the numbers continued to rise. Among the Ten Fiends of Chaos, the True Dragon was the leader, and this was no mere boast; he truly possessed that kind of combat power.

"This aura, this method of attack..."

Standing at the edge of the battlefield, with chaotic energy flowing beneath his feet, Zhang Bairen's pupils contracted, and he asked with a hint of disbelief and uncertainty, "Could it be... the True Dragon Treasure Technique!"

Lin Xian clasped his hands together, chanting Buddhist mantras. Behind him, eight celestial dragons emerged, forming the Boundless Great Array, its divine power overwhelming and its precious light shining brightly. It collided with Ye Fan, stirring up the ancient starry sky.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xian's heart stirred. He took half a step back, turned around to look at Zhang Bairen, and carefully examined him, asking, "How shall I address you, fellow Daoist?"

"My name is Zhang Bairen."

Lin Xian looked at Zhang Bairen, who was also staring at Lin Xian. He carefully observed that face, then suddenly his body trembled, his pupils dilated, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who exactly are you, fellow Daoist?"

"The Supreme Holy Master of Tianxuan, Lin Xian."

Lin Xian spoke calmly, only to find that Zhang Bairen's name sounded very familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

Before Lin Xian could think it through, Ye Fan attacked again, sneering, "Wrong, this is Emperor Lin."

"I am not the Emperor," Lin Xian said with a dark face. "Your Majesty, please refrain from speaking nonsense."

"I am the Emperor of the Ancient Heavenly Court, how could I be mistaken?" Ye Fan shook his head and said with great pain, "The Holy Lord is not the Emperor himself, but he is indeed a reincarnation, a similar flower blooming."

"The matter of reincarnation exists if you believe in it, and does not exist if you do not."

"I f***ing..." Lin Xian's eyes widened in anger, wanting to curse. Why did these words sound so familiar? They were clearly the lines he used to frame Ye Fan, how did they end up being used on him?

Ye Fan chuckled coldly. Whoever says it can have it.

"Emperor Lin, accept your fate!" Ye Fan swung his Holy Fist and attacked, shouting, "Although you have a blood debt and have harmed all living beings in your past life, you are innocent in this life."

"As long as you have the well-being of all living beings in your heart and are willing to submit to the Heavenly Court, I can forgive your past sins and appoint you as the First Divine General of my Heavenly Court."

"Damn it..." Lin Xian cursed. What's so valuable about the First Divine General? It's just something to fool the Divine Organization, and you actually believed it.

Emperor Ye's shameless behavior enraged Saint Master Lin, who unleashed his flawless True Dragon Secret Technique and unleashed the invincible Ten Fierce Treasures, which had dominated the chaotic ancient times and remained supreme even today.

Zhang Bairen's pupils shrank. He imitated the aura of the True Dragon Treasure Technique and activated his internal energy, which also emitted dragon roars. He was a person from the Chaotic Ancient Era and knew both how to use his body as a seed and the Chaotic Ancient Methods.

At this moment, he was incredibly close to realizing his guess.

"Heavenly Emperor Fist!"

Golden blood energy surged from Ye Fan's crown chakra, nurturing an invincible martial will. He even treated the Supreme True Dragon as a kind of rune to hone his skills, rising against the tide, with chaotic energy surging.

This is what it means to be invincible, to be the only one who reigns supreme. Don't even mention a magical technique; even if a young True Dragon Immortal King came, he would still be beaten. With the release of the "Xing" secret technique, Ye Fan and Lin Xian battled across the cosmos. With every move, their holy blood boiled, golden light flashed, and it seemed as if the power to create the world was surging forth.

The Primordial Chaos Cauldron soared into the sky, and streams of faith power cascaded down like waterfalls, impervious to all laws!

"The Primordial Dao Diagram!"

Lin Xian held the Natal Dao Diagram in his left hand and the Immortal Treasure Diagram in his right, colliding with the Xuanhuang Mother Qi Cauldron. He also used the Innate Dao Diagram to suppress the Holy Body Ye Fan, while chanting the Red Hair Great Technique, summoning wave after wave of Yin wind.

This is a secret technique passed down by the fourth generation of Yuan Tian Ancestor, specifically designed to counter Yuan Tian Master and the Holy Body.

A Dao diagram fell from the sky, and red hair sprouted from his body. Ye Fan seemed to be in his twilight years, about to collapse, and blood rained down from the sky, which was extremely terrifying.

"This is the law of the underworld." A great sage with vast knowledge was extremely wary. This was a tradition even older than the divine organization, and it even existed alongside ancient history, because the underworld was founded by Cao Yusheng, the first deity in mythology.

The underworld is a persistent nightmare for the cultivation world.

"Did you think I was an elderly saint?"

Ye Fan opened his tiger eyes wide, golden blood energy ignited, and all his red fur was burned, turning into wisps of green smoke. He had a solemn and majestic appearance, and his golden body was indestructible, just like a celestial emperor descending to earth. He shouted: "I am the master of the Heavenly Court, and I shall suppress all enemies!"

The Heavenly Emperor's Fist struck out with a thunderous roar, manifesting across all realms, with the sun and moon following in its wake, like a furnace of heaven and earth, shattering the demons and monsters of the underworld.

"I could no longer suppress the Primordial Dao Diagram."

"Lord Lin, what do you have to fight me with now!"

Ye Fan's essence, energy, and spirit were perfect, his skin was crystal clear, and his black hair was flowing freely. He was like a god rising up, stepping into the sky, shattering the innate Dao diagram, transcending the mortal world, and almost breaking into the Saint King realm. He could trigger a heavenly tribulation at any moment.

"It's very simple, isn't it me, the Great Sage?"

Lin Xian, dressed in black, traversed the battlefield with composure and calmness. Behind him, a great dragon transformed into a divine sword, slashing towards Ye Fan. The Battle Saint Technique, the Supreme Dragon Qi, and the True Dragon Treasure Technique—three great divine powers—resonated together, unleashing the greatest attack of all time, forcefully cleaving open a vacuum.

Then, he drifted away, bowing to the Three Mad Taoist outside the battlefield and saying, "Thank you for refining the pills, fellow Daoist."

"The bond between fellow students".

The avatar of the Three Mad Taoist nodded, turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared, returning to his original form, holding a bottle of blood intertwined with gold and red.

The Holy Spirit Elixir, the last of the great medicines, is complete.

The combined power of several Great Saints of the Holy Spirit Clan, along with the essence and blood refined by the Great Accomplished Holy Body, would have an absolutely astonishing effect, capable of helping any Saint King break through the Great Saint barrier.

Even if the Great Sage takes drugs, he's still the Great Sage!
Lin Xian took the lead, a chaotic blue lotus sprouted beneath his feet, and he ascended into the sky, leaving only his afterimage and radiant form in the eyes of the world.

"not good!"

Ye Fan's expression changed drastically. If Lin Xian were to cultivate into a Great Sage, how could he possibly have a good outcome? He would inevitably face the greatest karmic reckoning in history.

So he followed the secret of the word "行" and rushed towards the Taoist temple where the Three Mad Taoists were located, but he lagged far behind.

In the art of escaping, Lin Xian has mastered the inheritances of several great techniques, including Void, Green Lotus, and Freedom, and has brought his speed to an unparalleled level.

Ye Fan's punches were as powerful as Lin Xian's speed; everyone has their own specialty.

"go!"

Jin Chanzi and the Holy Prince exchanged a glance, then, disregarding their fight, flew together toward the alchemy furnace, hoping to get a share of the profits.

The two didn't forget to bicker on the way. The Holy Prince scratched his golden hair and said with a grin, "Monk, this is a Taoist elixir. Why are you getting involved?"

“Excellent, excellent, Immortal Lin is the future Buddha of our Buddhist sect.” Jin Chanzi put his hands together and smiled calmly, “Buddha is the Way.”

Regardless of whether this is a Taoist alchemy furnace or not, let's try our luck first.

"As for the Holy Prince, he is a Fighting Holy Ape, and I'm afraid he has no chance with the Great Elixir of our human race." Jin Chanzi shook his head and said, "It's better not to go."

"Lord Lin said he is a relative of our Fighting Holy Ape clan." The Holy Prince snorted twice and said, "From the perspective of bloodline, we all belong to the same type of Chaos Divine Ape."

Immediately afterward, the two fell silent. After a moment, they asked in unison, "What exactly is Lin Xian's background?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Bairen's lips twitched, and he became even more certain that Lin Xian might be the legendary person, with an almost identical personality.

After a moment's thought, Zhang Bairen also flew in that direction. He was a Great Sage, and pills had little effect on him; he was searching for the truth.

"Isn't the Supreme Holy Lord sparring with my father?"

Somewhere in the starry sky, a child, exquisitely beautiful and resembling a celestial being, looked up and asked with great curiosity in his large eyes, "Why did everyone leave in such a hurry?"

"Wang! Wang! Wang!"

The Black Emperor's eyes widened like copper bells, drool dripped from his mouth, and he pointed to a certain place in the void: "I seem to smell the birth of the supreme elixir, it seems to be on that planet."

"This item is destined for me, and for the innate sacred body and Dao embryo!"

The Beidou group was speechless. Their noses could smell the medicine even across a star field; they were truly something else.

"Tianxuan, hurry up and get on, I'll take you ahead." The Black Emperor said casually, his hands moving with dissatisfaction as he inscribed the array patterns, wanting Ye Tianxuan to sit on his back and carry him there. This kind of treatment was unique in the Heavenly Court.

However, Ye Tianxuan instinctively took a step back, staring at the array inscribed by the Black Emperor, a hint of fear appearing in her eyes. She took her mother's hand and whispered, "Why don't we fly over there?"

"Woof woof woof, don't you trust me?" The Black Emperor was furious. He was a Grandmaster of Array Patterns and the only dog ​​expert in the world who mastered the Primordial Secret Technique.

"Needless to say!"

Everyone in Beidou said in unison, "Even an eight-year-old knows that the Black Emperor is unreliable."

"How am I unreliable?" the big black dog immediately protested, listing its own impressive achievements, all of which were renowned.

Ye Tianxuan said quietly, "Uncle Black Emperor, last time you said you would take me to see Grandpa Wei Yi, but we ended up being teleported to Mount Sumeru. Luckily, Grandpa Fighting Buddha stopped us, otherwise we would have fallen into the Sea of ​​Merit."

"Such a thing happened?" Fairy Zixia's expression turned serious, and she was about to delve into the past.

Longma, ever the sarcastic one, chimed in, "There was no accident at all. It was clearly that big black dog who had his eye on the Eight Treasures Merit Pool and deliberately brought Xiao Tianxuan there, wanting to take a bath in the Merit Sea."

Black King opened his eyes wide like copper bells, put his hands on his hips and said, "How can you slander someone's innocence like this..."

"You're a dog, not a human," Longma said disdainfully. "I just saw you not long ago, trying to steal from the Tianxuan Treasure Vault, and you got a beating from the old madman."

"Nonsense, that's not true!" Black King immediately bared its teeth, its fur standing on end, and argued, "I am the divine beast guarding the mountain gate, and it is my duty to protect the treasure vault."

Then came some incomprehensible words, such as "divinely gifted" and "upright and honorable," which made everyone in the Big Dipper burst into laughter, filling the starry sky with a joyful atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)