Ling Fan tore through the void and stepped into the rift, disappearing from the Zhou family's ancestral land.
Soon.
A vast, boundless river appeared beneath Ling Fan's feet, its holy power surging endlessly.
This was the Sacred River of the Nine Splendor Realm.
With his current strength, he could directly tear through the void and enter the Sacred River of the Nine Splendor Realm without any divine path guidance.
He sensed his surroundings and flew upstream along the Sacred River of the Nine Splendor Realm.
Along the way.
Powerful holy spirits, like carp leaping over the dragon gate, would occasionally leap out of the Sacred River and attack him.
These holy spirits were even stronger than those in the tributary of the Sacred River in the Martial Continent. The further upstream he went, the stronger they became, with holy spirits at the seventh or even eighth stage of the Manifestation Realm not being uncommon.
However, in front of Ling Fan, these holy spirits were no match for him. He easily suppressed and refined them into his nascent world.
For his nascent world, these holy spirits, containing vast fragments of divine path rules, were the best nourishment.
After absorbing countless holy spirits along the way, his nascent world expanded to over nine zhang, nearing the critical point of ten zhang.
Once he crossed this critical point, his nascent world would undergo an unexpected new transformation, a qualitative leap that would increase his strength exponentially, equivalent to becoming a saint.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Ling Fan arrived at the source of the Sacred River of the Nine Splendor Realm.
A total of five incomparably powerful figures were entrenched at the origin of the Sacred River of the Nine Splendor Realm.
Each figure was as tall as a mountain, exuding a colossal aura across space and time.
Five Saint Kings!
However, these five Saint Kings did not attract much of Ling Fan's attention.
Ling Fan's attention was entirely focused on the artifact that the five Saint Kings were surrounding.
"Roar!"
A strange holy spirit with a dragon's body and a deer's head rushed out of the Sacred River. It was a terrifying holy spirit comparable to the peak of the eighth stage of the Manifestation Realm, attacking Ling Fan.
Ling Fan snorted coldly, flicked his finger, and a burst of extremely condensed world power shot out, directly disintegrating the holy spirit before instantly suppressing and refining it.
"Who are you!"
This commotion immediately drew the attention of the five colossal figures at the source of the Sacred River.
"Who are you? Such a strange aura, it feels a bit like the cultivation of the Quasi-Saint Realm, but upon closer inspection, it's not."
One of the colossal figures spoke.
He had a pair of very conspicuous demonic horns, a wide mouth with sharp teeth, and a fierce and ferocious appearance. A slight movement from him caused the Sacred River of the Nine Splendor Realm to churn.
"The seventy-second ranked Horned Demon tribe among the ninety-nine great demon tribes of the Heavenly Demon Realm."
Ling Fan recognized the man's race at a glance.
The other four were also enveloped in demonic energy, their demonic cultivation unfathomably deep.
"Stop!"
Another figure commanded.
But Ling Fan acted as if he hadn't heard, continuing to stride towards them unhurriedly.
"We told you to stop, you ant. Didn't you hear us?"
A trace of killing intent surged in the eyes of a colossal figure.
"Five pure-blooded demons, great nourishment. Refining them into my nascent world should complete its demonic path, directly elevating the demonic path to a very high level!"
Ling Fan muttered to himself.
"Hahaha! What madness is this ant spouting? He says he wants to refine all five of us, it's simply preposterous. Since you know we are pure Heavenly Demon Realm Demon Saints, you should know how powerful we are. You still dare to court death!"
"Why waste words with him? Just kill him and don't delay us in refining the Emperor Sword."
Boom!
One of the colossal demonic figures, with countless arms and a terrifying appearance, grabbed out. Instantly, a power beyond imagination erupted, and the terrifying force ravaged the heavens and earth, as if wanting to grasp the entire world in his hand and refine it alive.
This was the Thousand-Armed Buddha Demon tribe, ranked sixty-ninth in the Heavenly Demon Realm.
This palm strike could easily obliterate everything below the ninth stage of the Manifestation Realm.
Even a peak eighth-stage Manifestation Realm expert would only be crushed into a bloody mist.
However, when the Saint King expert of the Thousand-Armed Buddha Demon tribe's palm strike reached within nine zhang of Ling Fan.
An accident occurred.
His arm seemed to sink into quicksand, unable to move an inch.
It was as if he had entered another realm beyond his comprehension.
Because he had entered Ling Fan's nascent world.
In this nascent world, he was the sole rule, the only deity!
"Shatter."
Ling Fan's words were almost law.
As the word fell.
The arm of the Saint King expert of the Thousand-Armed Buddha Demon tribe instantly exploded. The vast flesh and blood essence, along with the fragments of demonic path rules contained within, transformed into a giant blood dragon, which was quickly refined without a trace.
And the invisible boundary of Ling Fan's nascent world, which was over nine zhang, quietly expanded a little more.
"What kind of divine ability is this, martial skill!"
The five Saint Kings of the demon tribes were all shocked.
"Black Hand King, what are you doing?"
"I don't know either, there's something strange about him. Even Saint Kings can't break through!"
"Don't underestimate him. Although we don't know his identity, he is clearly not here with good intentions. He is our enemy, likely invited by the Zhou family."
"Let's attack together! I don't believe he can withstand the power of five Saint Kings."
Boom boom boom!
Five world-shattering powers erupted, causing immense turbulence in the Sacred River of the Nine Splendor Realm. The Thousand-Armed Buddha Demon tribe's Saint King extended countless demonic arms, each with the great divine ability to pluck stars and seize the moon. On the other side, a demonic figure unleashed a terrifying demonic blade, and even the void silently shattered, unable to withstand such extreme sharpness. The other three figures also unleashed earth-shattering attacks. The combined might of the five was extremely terrifying.
Ling Fan raised an eyebrow.
Five great Saint Kings, and they were Saint Kings from the Heavenly Demon Realm, several times more powerful than the native Saint Kings of the Nine Splendor Realm.
With the combined efforts of the five, even he had to be cautious.
Without further thought, he retracted his nascent world with a single thought.
He did not want his nascent world to be breached by the five. Even a small crack would be a loss.
Therefore, he could not take that risk.
The five Heavenly Demon Realm Saint Kings sneered upon seeing this.
"This brat has resigned himself. That strange barrier seems to have been removed!"
"Heh, no matter how monstrous he is, how can he contend with us? Once we get serious, he will be utterly destroyed."
"Kill!"
Five attacks descended instantly.
And as the five Heavenly Demon Realm Saint Kings attacked together.
The resulting turbulence in the Sacred River of the Nine Splendor Realm was felt by almost all the powerful beings in the Nine Splendor Realm.
Especially in the Zhou family's ancestral land.
This place was almost a gathering of all the Saint Realm experts of the Nine Splendor Realm. They felt the turmoil of the Sacred River of the Nine Splendor Realm particularly clearly.
"Haha, it must be that Black Hand King, Demon Blade King, Deer Horn King, and the other five have made progress. Removing that Emperor Sword is within reach!"
Tian Ao Saint King and the others thought that the five demonic powerhouses who were suppressing and removing the Emperor Sword in the Sacred River had made crucial progress, and their spirits soared.