Best Young Master-Chapter 1377 - 1254: Jiang Kuang Makes His Move

The space created by the collaboration of the Ancient Gods is vast. Though it lacks the true sun, moon, and stars, the Ancient Gods replaced the sun with a large fireball. At night, star stones are fixed in the sky, forming a radiant starry sky.

At this moment, Jiang Kuang stands beneath the starry sky surrounded by dazzling golden light, truly like a War God descending, with black hair flying and war intent soaring straight to the nine realms.

"Jiang Kuang is indeed powerful, truly worthy of being a descendant of the War God..."

Seeing Jiang Kuang suppress his cultivation and still exhibit such terrifying war intent, the observing members of the Divine Race nodded in agreement. He truly has the strength to challenge the Holy Land Saint Heir and the Emperor’s disciple.

"We agreed to a battle of the same realm, are you going back on your word? Or do you lack the confidence to defeat Ye Fan in the same realm?" 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Tongtong, in white, steps into the air coldly staring at Jiang Kuang. Ye Fan’s realm is the early-stage of the Divine realm, yet Jiang Kuang has only suppressed his power to match the mid-stage Saint Embryo Realm, clearly creating an imbalance in power.

"Me lacking confidence?"

Jiang Kuang’s eyes are sharp as knives, laughing wildly: "Fine, fine, I’ll seal my power to match the Human Race’s early-stage of the Divine realm. Watch how I kill him!"

With that, Jiang Kuang operates his secret technique, suppressing his power down to the early-stage of the Divine realm, coldly says to Tongtong: "Are you satisfied now? Sometimes I really doubt whether you’re truly the Goddess of the Divine Race, whether the bloodline of the Ancient Gods still flows within you."

"Jiang Kuang, you’re impudent!"

"How dare you desecrate the dignity of the Goddess? Quickly apologize to the Goddess!"

Jiang Kuang’s words touched the hearts of many from the Divine Race, prompting some older Divine Race strong individuals to rebuke him angrily.

Divine Lady Tongtong is elected by all the Goddesses, she’s a symbol of the Divine Race, her status second only to the Ancestor of the Divine Race.

Though Jiang Kuang is a descendant of the War God, unmatched in combat power, even he cannot slander and desecrate the Goddess, it’s a very serious matter.

"Tongtong, my apologies, I was too impulsive."

Faced with the Divine Race’s accusations, Jiang Kuang suddenly realizes his error and apologizes.

Firstly, he doesn’t want to provoke anger, and secondly, despite being angry at Tongtong for protecting Ye Fan, he doesn’t want to break ties with her completely.

"Enough useless talk, since you aspire to be a Great Emperor, then duel Ye Fan at the same level, let us all see if you truly have such talent."

Tongtong remains calm, show no anger due to Jiang Kuang’s previous words.

"Human ant, come forth and die!"

Jiang Kuang no longer responds to Tongtong, his war intent surges explosively, as he gazes coldly and sharply like a knife at Ye Fan.

"You’ll soon see who the true ant is!" Ye Fan responds coldly, determined to teach Jiang Kuang a lesson.

As Ye Fan accepts the challenge, several Divine Race elders join forces to lay down a defensive formation to prevent damage to the surroundings.

"I’ve stained my hands with much blood but never with the blood of a War God’s descendant. Today, I shall stain my hands with divine blood!" Though Ye Fan knows he cannot kill Jiang Kuang, he also does not intend to easily let him off.

"Haha, just a human ant, dare to dream of divine blood? Today, let me open the path to Great Emperor with your blood!"

Jiang Kuang laughs wildly, his killing intent pierces the sky, determined to strike and kill Ye Fan.

"Has Jiang Kuang gone mad? Even the Ancestor said Ye Fan is a guest of our Divine Race, would he really dare to execute a killing strike?" A Divine Race youth beside Tongtong asks in a low voice.

Tongtong sighs gravely: "It’s hard to say, he’s a madman, and indeed possesses supremacist powers among his generation. Once the Forbidden Land training is concluded, he will likely emerge and may truly challenge some Holy Land Saint Heirs and Emperor’s disciples with aspirations of becoming a Great Emperor."

"Will Ye Fan be in danger?"

The Divine Race youth knows Ye Fan was saved by Tongtong and shares an unusual relationship with her. If Jiang Kuang truly were to kill Ye Fan, Tongtong would not let the matter rest easily, sparking a civil conflict within the Divine Race?

"Hard to say! Ye Fan is strong, yet he isn’t a Holy Land Saint Heir nor an Emperor’s disciple. Facing Jiang Kuang with pure War God bloodline, he could indeed be in danger."

Tongtong’s face reflects worry, having agreed to the duel between Jiang Kuang and Ye Fan, she finds it difficult to intervene once more.

"Die!!"

Jiang Kuang roars, morphing into a golden lightning bolt, his golden fist crashing forth fiercely, causing space to collapse, issuing an intense trembling sound!

Rumble!

Unfazed, Ye Fan’s Holy Embryo Illusion clad in Purple Gold Armor appears behind him, facing it with a punch, encircled by lightning shattering the void!

Bang!!

The golden fist and the purple-gold fist collide in midair, blowing open a massive black hole in space, emitting a terrifying suction power that absorbs all violent energy into the black hole without causing any significant destruction.

Such strength!

This strike amazes the observing Divine Race crowd, prompting a reassessment of Ye Fan’s strength.

Though they rarely engage with the Human Race nor navigate their society, they harbor some understanding of their strength.

In their view, at the same realm, achieving a draw with Jiang Kuang, aside from an Emperor’s disciple, only a Holy Land Saint Heir could do it.

Yet—

Ye Fan managed to battle Jiang Kuang into a tie with a single strike, leaving them dumbfounded!

"Could this Ye Fan be a Saint Heir from a Holy Land or a disciple of the Wu Shang Sect?"

At this moment, many began to doubt in their hearts.

"You have some skills, but not enough!"

After the exchange, Ye Fan’s formidable combat power once again surprised Jiang Kuang, yet he remained full of confidence.

Swoosh!

Jiang Kuang struck with his palm like a blade, his golden hand like the wings of the Divine Emperor cutting through the sky, the fierce divine power tearing the void as it slashed toward Ye Fan!

"Thunder Moves Nine Heavens!"

Ye Fan shouted loudly, and punched out, with surging holy power. His purple-gold fist crossed the skies, the violent thunder power forming a big spear, stabbing at the Divine Emperor’s Wings.

The entire mountaintop trembled violently, with lines of defensive array patterns flashing with light, dissipating the overwhelming destructive power.

Despite this, a few ancient pines were still affected by the overflowing energy, silently turning into dust.

The onlookers from the Divine Race retreated again and again, not daring to approach the battlefield, their faces filled with fear. Such terrifying attacks didn’t seem like something two cultivators in the early-stage of the Holy Embryo Realm could unleash.

Whiz!

With a single strike, Ye Fan retreated from the center of the explosion as fast as lightning, his blue robe fluttering wildly in the gale, like a deity descending to the mortal world.

Jiang Kuang also swiftly retreated from the battlefield, his eyes shooting out two beams of golden light, his war intent continuously rising. Ye Fan had given him too many surprises, actually able to fight him to a standstill—was the Human Race truly this strong?

If he couldn’t even defeat the insignificant Ye Fan, what qualification did he have to challenge the Saint Heir? What right did he have to ascend the path of the Great Emperor?

"I never thought this Ye Fan could be so powerful, able to draw with a descendant of the War God in the same realm. Could he be an Emperor’s disciple?"

The onlookers from the Divine Race looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock!

They never dreamed he could fight Jiang Kuang to a draw.

However, almost all the strong people of the Divine Race believed Ye Fan would eventually be defeated. Jiang Kuang had War God blood flowing in his veins, growing braver as he fought, with divine power overwhelming. Ye Fan couldn’t possibly defeat him.

"Sky Covering Seal!"

Jiang Kuang’s eyes shot out crazy light, his hands weaving seals, a black big seal ten feet in diameter falling from the sky, crashing toward Ye Fan like a Divine Mountain.

The Divine Mountain imprisoned the surrounding space, leaving Ye Fan with nowhere to dodge, forcing him to take it head-on!

The Divine Race is a race blessed by the heavens, possessing various astonishing divine skills, like this Sky Covering Seal which was something the Human Race did not have.

Snap—

Ye Fan’s expression was solemn, unleashing both holy power and thunderclap treasure skill, his hands forcibly catching the Divine Mountain. Even with defensive array patterns beneath his feet, his legs still sank deep into the stone.

"Let’s see how long you can hold on!"

Jiang Kuang chuckled coldly, flying to the top of the Divine Mountain, transforming into a hundred-foot golden body, sending one hand gesture after another onto the Divine Mountain, gradually increasing its weight.

"Break it open for me!"

Ye Fan, with profound techniques flowing through his body and a continuous source of holy power like a mighty river, let out a long howl, his entire body radiating blinding purple light, making it impossible to look directly at him.

Then, Ye Fan lifted the Divine Mountain with both hands, pulling his feet out from the stone, and with a fierce roar, he directly threw the Divine Mountain away, hurling it at a nearby peak.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the peak protected by array patterns was directly shattered, and the Divine Mountain vanished without a trace, turning into endless Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.

"Cough, cough..."

Jiang Kuang climbed out from the rubble, coughing continuously, his eyes filled with even crazier war intent. Being injured by someone he regarded as an ant made him particularly intolerable.

Hmm?

Tongtong watched Ye Fan slowly ascend into the sky, her eyes gleaming with brilliance.

She had seen Ye Fan make a move before, shattering rocks and reversing waterfalls, but only today did she truly witness the terrifying combat power of Ye Fan.

"You’ve made me truly angry. I will definitely make you bleed across the long sky, and your soul scatter into nothingness!"

Jiang Kuang was truly enraged. He had never suffered such a loss before. As a strong person with the ambition of a Great Emperor and a descendant of the War God, if he couldn’t even defeat an ordinary human, how could he face those Emperor’s disciples and Holy Land’s Saint Heirs in the future?

"Everyone can brag, bring it on, and show your true strength!"

Ye Fan’s blood and qi surged like a serpent dragon, his war intent skyrocketing.

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