Yuan Hong sighed with emotion.
Then his eyes, like two blazing divine lamps, shot towards Ling Fan.
"I hope you are not so weak that you shatter at the slightest touch. At least let me experience a bit more joy in battle."
"As you wish. I will beat you to a pulp and let you experience the joy of being trampled underfoot,"
Ling Fan retorted, unyielding.
"Good! You have guts! I hope your skills are as sharp as your tongue."
Yuan Hong smiled arrogantly.
Without waiting for the Quasi-Heavenly Venerate expert from the Heavenly Court to make arrangements, he casually reached out and instantly seized a fiercely blazing Heavenly Realm Great Sun from the infinite expanse of the outer starry sky.
This scene caused the Quasi-Heavenly Venerate experts to tremble with fear.
"Could it be that Yuan Hong has already become a Heavenly Venerate!"
Seeing Yuan Hong's display of power, countless experts were utterly astonished.
Plucking stars and seizing the moon was not a trivial matter for many Quasi-Heavenly Venerate experts.
Even some powerful Emperor Venerates could seize smaller celestial bodies from the outer sky.
However, a Heavenly Realm Great Sun was no ordinary celestial body.
One must know that each Heavenly Realm Great Sun hung in the immeasurably high and distant outer heavens.
Moreover, their temperatures were terrifyingly high, especially the core temperature of a Heavenly Realm Great Sun, which could incinerate even a Quasi-Heavenly Venerate.
Only true Heavenly Venerate experts could move, seize, and manipulate the positions of Heavenly Realm Great Suns.
Therefore, when they saw Yuan Hong actually summon a Heavenly Realm Great Sun to serve as the battlefield for the final championship match, all the experts were so shocked.
"If you cannot even withstand the flames of the Heavenly Realm Great Sun, then surrender on your knees early and don't waste my time. I'm eager to spend a spring night with Sister Xue Yi, every moment is precious!"
Yuan Hong declared brazenly. With a single step, the universe seemed to invert beneath his feet, and he instantly appeared above the sea of flames of that Heavenly Realm Great Sun.
Endless flames swirled around him, making Yuan Hong appear like an invincible war god.
"After defeating the formidable enemy Tai Xu Jing Gong Yuan, Yuan Hong has undergone a tremendous transformation in both his strength and state of mind. He is becoming increasingly unfathomable."
A group of extremely powerful Heavenly Realm prodigies spoke with heavy hearts.
They were considered the top talents of an era.
Across all the myriad realms, they could compete on the highest stage with the prodigies of other Heavenly Realms, truly the protagonists of their era.
Yet, they now felt a pressure as heavy as mountains and seas emanating from Yuan Hong.
He overshadowed his peers.
Truly remarkable!
"That Fan Lin has no chance of winning anymore. He is destined to lose. In his current state, Yuan Hong can be considered the number one prodigy in all the myriad realms! No one of his generation can match him, and even ordinary Heavenly Venerates might not be able to suppress him."
A solemn voice echoed.
Countless experts were immediately startled.
They all turned their gazes in the direction of the sound.
A majestic figure, as if capable of crushing the eternal azure sky, materialized in the heavens.
"Hundred Battles Heavenly Venerate! I didn't expect this battle to alarm him."
"Heavenly Venerate Han has also arrived!"
Exclamations arose again.
For in another direction, another equally majestic figure appeared, his aura as profound and vast as the boundless heavens.
"We welcome you all, Heavenly Venerates, to witness this battle on behalf of the Heavenly Court."
"Heavenly Venerate Yuan Wu, you are too kind. Your descendant is peerless and will, in time, add another Heavenly Venerate to the Heavenly Court. We naturally came to attend and offer our congratulations."
The Heavenly Venerates from the Central Heavenly Realm said respectfully.
Towards this titan of the Heavenly Court, even though they were also Heavenly Venerate experts, they dared not put on any airs, nor could they.
"Heh heh."
Heavenly Venerate Yuan Wu smiled faintly, not being modest.
These Heavenly Venerates' high regard for Yuan Hong led other Heavenly Realm experts to overwhelmingly believe that Yuan Hong would win effortlessly.
"Fan Lin of Jin Province, why do you not answer the challenge? What are you waiting for?"
The Quasi-Heavenly Venerate expert from the Heavenly Court shouted coldly.
Ling Fan's repeated victories over the Heavenly Court's prodigies had already filled him with discontent. Now that Ling Fan was about to be defeated by Yuan Hong, he was eager to witness this scene as soon as possible.
As for Yuan Hong losing?
That was simply impossible!
Ling Fan ignored the disrespect and mockery in the Quasi-Heavenly Venerate's words.
He took a step forward.
And also appeared on that Heavenly Realm Great Sun.
Boom!
Instantly, the terrifying sea of flames surged back, transforming into a fearsome fire dragon spewing intense heat. Moreover, blazing patterns of flames permeated the air, carrying a scorching heat potent enough to incinerate Quasi-Heavenly Venerates. These were the innate patterns of the Heavenly Realm Great Sun, which even Quasi-Heavenly Venerate experts could not resist and could only temporarily evade.
Only monstrous talents like Yuan Hong, whose martial power broke through the heavens, could disregard the flame patterns of the Heavenly Realm Great Sun.
Countless eyes were fixed on Ling Fan.
If Ling Fan could not even withstand the flame patterns of the Heavenly Realm Great Sun,
Then there would be no need for this battle to proceed.
Under the gaze of countless eyes,
The fire dragon roared silently and charged forward.
A cold light flashed in Ling Fan's eyes.
The Demonic Eye appeared.
It suddenly transformed into two vortexes.
The next moment,
The outrageously fierce Dao pattern fire dragon let out a mournful cry as its form twisted and was then swallowed.
This move immediately silenced the surrounding experts in shock.
"My goodness, I didn't realize this Fan Lin was so formidable! He actually directly swallowed and subdued the blazing flames of the Heavenly Realm Great Sun!"
"What kind of eye technique is he cultivating? It's incredible... it seems to be an supreme eye technique of the Heavenly Demon Royal Family of the Demonic Realm!"
"Not only that, but he must have absorbed countless terrifying spiritual fires and heavenly fires in the past, which is why he can suppress the flame power of the Heavenly Realm Great Sun."
"It's no wonder Zhuang Zhiyuan lost to him."
"What a pity, what a pity. Ultimately, his cultivation is still far inferior. He is definitely no match for Yuan Hong. Even several Heavenly Venerates have said that Yuan Hong's strength is already fearless against ordinary Heavenly Venerates. He is an invincible existence, how can someone at the Half-step Emperor Venerate stage challenge him."
Countless discussions erupted.
Ling Fan ignored these voices of doubt and stood firm on the sea of flames of the Heavenly Realm Great Sun, confronting Yuan Hong.
Crack!
Their gazes collided like two bolts of heavenly lightning above the sea of flames.
The sky of this Heavenly Realm Great Sun was instantly torn into two opposing halves.
The next moment,
The great battle was about to commence.
Yuan Hong's body was as tall and majestic as a divine demon. Ancient Dao patterns emerged, forming a divine and imposing Dao pattern battle armor that exuded an aura of invincibility. As he thrust out a palm, the sky of this Heavenly Realm Great Sun instantly rolled back and shattered layer by layer. Even the sea of flames was driven by his palm wind, unleashing boundless power. Chaotic energy surged forth, as if shattering the primordial universe. This was a peerless ultimate technique representing the pinnacle of strength.
"Martial Extremity, Suppress the Eight Desolations!"
"Hmph!"
Ling Fan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and a stream of light grew against the wind. The Tian Yi Furnace emitted a fierce firelight, transforming into a size as immense as an ancient divine mountain, and slammed into Yuan Hong's palm.
Clang!