"Quick, with such divine weapons in his hands, no one can stop him!"
The four Saint Realm powerhouses were completely terrified by the might of this mysterious great cauldron.
"It's too late to leave now."
Ling Fan waved his hand, and yellow light surged across the sky. On the ancient Yellow Springs road, pools of Yellow Springs sacred water emerged, instantly submerging Litian Demon Saint's feet. He felt as if his body was being grabbed by countless gods and demons, trying to drag him down.
"Ah!"
"What is this ghastly thing? Let me go!"
Litian Demon Saint's holy power vibrated wildly. He spared no expense, even risking injury to break free. However, the road and the yellow water were too bizarre, too terrifying. The moment he touched them, he was immediately stripped, suppressed, and destined for eternal damnation.
Litian Demon Saint's heart was suddenly filled with terror.
This was an emotion he had never experienced in hundreds of years.
After suppressing Litian Demon Saint, Ling Fan turned his attention to the other three Saint Realms.
"Ah! Not good, run!"
The right eyelids of the other three Saint Realms twitched violently, as if sensing an extremely dangerous omen. They had lost all will to fight and wanted to escape.
Star King no longer cared about his life-bound holy artifact.
But Ling Fan would not let them leave so easily.
In the blink of an eye.
Mysterious mist appeared, and the phantom of the ancient road spread infinitely, instantly splitting into three diverging paths that materialized beneath the feet of the three Saint Realms.
At this moment, they finally saw the appearance of the road beneath their feet.
It was a path so ancient that no accurate words could describe it, paved with bluestone slabs, covered with countless scratches, countless bloodstains, and mottled footprints. It seemed as if billions of gods and demons had once struggled and wandered on this road.
Just a glance at this road was enough to draw their minds in, willing them to sink.
"Not good!"
They suddenly woke up, breaking out in a cold sweat.
But by the time they reacted, it was already too late. Pools of yellow water emerged again, submerging their feet, then their calves, then their knees, and then their waists...
And their bodies sank infinitely.
When their heads were submerged in the Yellow Springs sacred water, the situation was decided.
The three Saint Realms, without even a chance to struggle, were all suppressed on the Yellow Springs road, just like Litian Demon Saint.
Ling Fan beckoned, and the Yellow Springs road quietly disappeared, while the Samsara Divine Cauldron returned to his body.
At the bottom of the Samsara Divine Cauldron, the four Saint Realms, wrapped in four masses of Yellow Springs sacred water, were not yet dead. Their eyes were wide open, struggling desperately in the water, cursing and damning. But the suppression power of the Samsara Divine Cauldron was too terrifying. Even the first great formation was not something they, as low-level Manifestation Saint Realms, could break.
"Release me quickly! Otherwise, when our Divine Wind Holy Land's Holy Lord arrives, you will die without a burial place!"
"If you release us now, there is still room for negotiation. You have no idea how important a Saint Realm powerhouse is. If you dare to touch a single hair on us, there will be no turning back, an endless fight to the death!"
"Ah, you dare to suppress us, you will die a terrible death!"
The four Saint Realms were furious.
Ling Fan's face appeared in the world of the Samsara Divine Cauldron, like an all-controlling heavenly god, looking down with cold indifference.
"Refine!"
Without wasting any words with them, Ling Fan directly used the power of the Samsara Divine Cauldron to begin refining the four Saint Realms.
"Ah!"
The four Saint Realms immediately cried out in agony.
In the first great formation of the Samsara Divine Cauldron, all three hundred and sixty formations lit up and operated with a roar. Instantly, the four masses of Yellow Springs sacred water seemed to boil, with whirlpools appearing one after another, and countless phantom figures of gods and demons floating within.
Large bubbles rose and fell, as if it were the most terrifying corrosive liquid, ten thousand times more potent than sulfuric acid, capable of corroding and obliterating even Saint Realm bodies.
Ling Fan's eyes were extremely indifferent, devoid of any pity.
He watched as the four Saint Realms were literally refined into the purest power, life force, and Saint Dao rules. Finally, their bodies completely disappeared, leaving only four masses of flesh condensed into four blood pills and four streams of radiant Saint Dao rules.
Ling Fan grabbed a blood pill.
The blood pill was imprinted with countless martial dao patterns. Upon closer inspection, it seemed as if countless figures were enacting powerful martial arts on it. At the core of the blood pill, a phantom sat cross-legged, its face bearing some resemblance to the Hong Feng Saint.
This was refined by the Hong Feng Saint from the Divine Wind Holy Land.
Ling Fan opened his mouth and swallowed the blood pill.
Boom!
How powerful was the flesh and blood power and life essence of a complete Saint Realm powerhouse at their peak? Upon being consumed, it instantly transformed into rolling, majestic power that spread through Ling Fan's limbs, hundreds of pores, and entered him.
Ling Fan quickly circulated his Nirvana Tribulation Body to absorb this power.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Ling Fan's body continuously rumbled, as if his flesh and blood were being destroyed, and then reorganized and reborn under the immense power of this blood pill, transforming towards a more powerful direction.
After Ling Fan refined this power.
He felt his Nirvana Tribulation Body had taken another significant step towards its peak state, though there was still a considerable gap to the true peak.
But it didn't matter.
This was just one blood pill.
Ling Fan grabbed another blood pill and swallowed it in one gulp.
After refining it, he still hadn't reached the peak, and Ling Fan frowned slightly. He grabbed another blood pill, this one formed from Litian Demon Saint, which was much larger than the previous two.
This was not surprising.
Litian Demon Saint's cultivation was the strongest among the four. He had lived for over a thousand years and was from the Qiqiu Demon Clan, one of the ninety-nine great demon clans of the Heavenly Realm. His physical body naturally far surpassed the other three Saint Realms.
After swallowing it in one gulp, rolling qi and blood, and essence transformed into dragon after dragon, rushing into Ling Fan's body.
Ling Fan quickly refined it.
Boom!
Finally, flames erupted from Ling Fan's body, the tribulation flames of the Nirvana Tribulation Body. He had finally reached the peak of the Nirvana Tribulation Body.
As long as he endured this Nirvana Tribulation, his physical body would be comparable to the Golden Core realm of the Heavenly Realm, his golden body would be indestructible, equivalent to the Saint Body of the lower realm!
Rumble!
The tribulation flames on Ling Fan's body surged wildly, mercilessly burning him, trying to turn his body into ashes.
Ling Fan let out a cold snort. Endless streams of qi rushed out from countless pores on his body, seemingly trying to extinguish these tribulation flames. After refining the flesh and blood power and life essence of the three Saint Realms, his accumulation was too profound, and he was not afraid of these tribulation flames at all.
Imagine using the full power of three Saint Realms to impact the Golden Core body. What a luxurious and wasteful act this was.
Only Ling Fan could contain such power.
Hoo!