Meng Ru Jiang Nan Yan Yu

Chapter 710 Hardening Against the Emperor

The artifact楼主's expression was ferocious, blood vessels like a spiderweb spread across his eyeballs. With a single step, terrifying power descended upon the entire Myriad Artifact Palace.

"Activate the grand formation!"

Han Xiaoya knew the gravity of the situation and quickly ordered the strong experts of the Myriad Artifact Palace to activate the protective formation.

This was an Emperor-grade formation meticulously laid out by her master using countless divine materials and rare treasures. Coupled with the combined strength of all the Myriad Artifact Palace experts, even if it couldn't contend with the artifact楼主, it should at least provide temporary self-preservation.

The Myriad Artifact Palace was well-prepared.

As the artifact楼主 tore off his facade.

The protective formation was activated immediately.

Boom!

The artifact楼主 stomped on the formation, causing a massive indentation to appear, forming the shape of a footprint.

Moreover, the footprint continued to press down.

All the strong experts of the Myriad Artifact Palace were utterly horrified.

This was an Emperor-grade formation, and it couldn't even stop the artifact楼主's advance?

Han Xiaoya gritted her teeth fiercely and charged forward.

Boom!

Her aura as a half-step Emperor尊 was unleashed, like a shooting star, fiercely impacting the descending footprint.

The next moment.

Han Xiaoya cried out in pain and was sent flying back, defeated.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot, you overestimate yourself."

The artifact楼主 sneered contemptuously.

A figure appeared.

It was Ling Fan, who had emerged from his seclusion.

He caught the flying Han Xiaoya.

Seeing her pale face, he couldn't help but scold her with concern, "Are you foolish, woman? You're a half-step Emperor尊, and he's an Emperor尊! Can you stop him? He's looking for me, you should have just let it be!"

Han Xiaoya broke free from Ling Fan's embrace.

Fiercely, she grabbed Ling Fan's ear, "Are you rebelling? How dare you speak to your master like that. I am your master, and if I don't care for you, who will?"

Ling Fan's heart warmed.

He gently pushed Han Xiaoya behind him.

Two terrifying gazes immediately fell upon him.

"You are the murderer of my son, good, very good! For someone in Qi Prefecture to dare kill my son!"

The artifact楼主's gaze, like that of a fierce lion, fixed on Ling Fan.

He approached the grand formation step by step.

"This is a bit tricky."

Ling Fan smiled bitterly in his heart.

However, he did not retreat an inch.

"Woof woof woof!"

A series of barks erupted.

The big yellow dog rushed out from a phantom image of a palace, its body low, barking ferociously at the artifact楼主.

A great demon at the half-step Emperor尊 level!

However, in the face of the pressure of death.

Everyone present had no time to be shocked or curious about the terrifying big dog beside Ling Fan.

"Killing my son, this dog is also involved!"

"Today, all of you will die."

The artifact楼主 declared, his killing intent boiling.

"Heh heh, don't speak so definitively. Who lives and who dies is yet to be determined," Ling Fan said.

"Hmph!"

The artifact楼主 had no desire to waste words.

He casually threw out a stream of light, which was a fragment shaped like a mirror. As a ripple-like beam of light shone out, it directly penetrated the protective formation of the Myriad Artifact Palace.

Immediately.

A phantom figure crossed from the artifact楼主's body.

Following the mirror's light beam, it appeared within the protective formation like a ghost and lunged towards Ling Fan.

At that moment.

The crisis of death descended like a tidal wave.

Ling Fan felt his entire body about to freeze under that true Emperor尊 pressure.

The big yellow dog charged forward fearlessly.

However, it was flicked away by the figure with a flick of its finger.

"You, a mere Emperor尊, want to kill me? Ridiculous!"

Ling Fan roared, a vast phantom image of a palace appearing behind him. Simultaneously, a sphere containing the origin of an Emperor尊 exploded within his body, and terrifying power surged into his limbs and bones.

Supported by this immense external force, Ling Fan's white hair flew wildly, and he charged directly towards the artifact楼主's copied phantom without dodging or evading.

Boom!

The two collided abruptly.

At that moment, centered on them, destructive waves spread out like ripples. The majestic Myriad Artifact Palace was reduced to ruins.

Ling Fan's body was almost cracked.

Part of it was due to the artifact楼主's attack.

Another part was the result of him forcibly using the origin of an Emperor尊 that far exceeded his own cultivation realm.

However, Ling Fan's body was burning with the flames of Nirvana.

His physical body was recovering rapidly.

The artifact楼主's phantom frowned slightly.

While this was not the full strength of his true body, it still possessed eighty percent of his power.

He hadn't expected this young man to withstand his attack.

However, the artifact楼主 was only slightly surprised.

In the face of absolute strength, this was merely the young man's desperate struggle, and it wouldn't change his ultimate fate.

The artifact楼主's phantom attacked again.

Ling Fan, without hesitation, crushed another sphere of Emperor尊 origin.

Boom!

Ling Fan's aura surged again.

While withstanding the artifact楼主's phantom's attack, Ling Fan's condition became even more tragic.

"Heh, so you have the origin of an Emperor尊 on you. No wonder you can contend with me briefly. But how much origin do you have left? No matter how strong your body is, how many more times can you endure?"

The artifact楼主 sneered.

"Stop your nonsense!"

Ling Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, guiding the remaining Emperor尊 origin power within his body to fiercely impact the remaining fragments of Dao artifacts.

As long as he could refine these last few Dao artifact fragments, he should be able to step into the ninth-tier Heavenly Emperor, thus having a sliver of hope for survival.

"What other tricks do you have?"

The artifact楼主, cunning and experienced, quickly saw through Ling Fan's intentions.

He naturally wouldn't let this continue.

Boom!

The artifact楼主's Emperor尊 pressure was unleashed without reservation. Terrifying power covered the sky and earth, lunging towards him.

Just then.

A cold snort echoed through heaven and earth.

A middle-aged beautiful woman in an elegant palace dress descended.

With a single strike.

She shattered the artifact楼主's phantom's attack.

"Artifact楼主, it's not appropriate for you to bully our Myriad Artifact Palace like this."

The beautiful woman in the palace dress said with furrowed brows.

"Palace Master of Myriad Artifact Palace, are you intending to oppose my Heavenly Court!" The artifact楼主's expression darkened. He waved his hand, retracting the phantom, and threatened.

The beautiful woman in the palace dress was unfazed, "Heh heh, your artifact building is merely a branch of the Heavenly Court. The Heavenly Court has countless such organizations, and you probably cannot represent the Heavenly Court!"

"Hmph, we'll see! If you have the ability, protect them for a lifetime. Let's see how long you can protect them!"

Seeing the appearance of the Palace Master of Myriad Artifact Palace, the artifact楼主 knew he couldn't kill Ling Fan today. He was somewhat enraged, flicked his sleeve, and turned to leave.

"Wait."

At this moment.

Ling Fan, supporting his almost shattered body, stepped forward.

He grinned, "You old dog, wash your neck clean and wait for me to kill you."

Upon hearing this.

The world fell silent.

"Good!"

The artifact楼主 laughed in anger.

"Kid, I will make you regret coming into this world." The artifact楼主 no longer spoke nonsense and disappeared.

"Master!"

Han Xiaoya affectionately hugged the arm of the beautiful woman in the palace dress.

"Palace Master!"

The numerous strong experts of the Myriad Artifact Palace also knelt down like a tide.

"Greetings, Palace Master." Ling Fan rubbed his nose.

Logically, he should call the Palace Master of Myriad Artifact Palace "Master" or "Grandmaster," but he really couldn't bring himself to do it.

Calling Han Xiaoya "Master" was already his limit.

Otherwise, if he were to return to his peak, how would he face anyone?

"Mm."

The beautiful woman in the palace dress gave Ling Fan a meaningful glance and nodded faintly.