Chapter Fifty-One: Unleashing Havoc on All Sides

“Welcome, Son of God.”
The members of the Divine Son Alliance raised their voices high, full of devotion; it was clear they had already made Duanmu Ci their faith.
“Brother, please forgive me if I offend, but I believe I don’t need your permission for what I intend to do. If we’re to speak of status, neither you nor I surpass the other.”
Yun Xi rose to her feet, confronting him with strength. She soared upward, blocking Duanmu Ci’s oppressive aura.
“Hmph, what is this Divine Court but clay chickens and straw dogs? If you had stayed quietly in the Lanyin Hall, you would still be the Divine Maiden.”
This was true dominance.
Duanmu Ci’s expression remained unchanged, yet in his eyes volcanoes seemed to erupt, suns and moons sank—his terrifying power was unmistakable.
“You’ve already stepped into the Heavenly Human Realm, worthy of congratulations. If we were to fight, I would surely not be your match, yet I am curious to see just how powerful the Heavenly Human Realm truly is.”
Yun Xi floated like a celestial maiden, yet her strength was akin to a deity. In this moment, everyone sensed her formidable presence; to face the Heavenly Human Realm head-on was a testament to her power.
“Let’s test it then!”
Duanmu Ci struck, but to avoid involving the others, he and Yun Xi shifted the battlefield elsewhere. A dreadful aura swept forth, turning the world upside down.
At the same time, the void sparkled brilliantly—Cheng Yan appeared, immediately attacking Lin Fan with a peerless killing move.
“How dare you!”
Heaven and earth trembled as a figure materialized—it was Mo Shifeng, who had previously guarded the spatial teleportation channel.
He acted decisively, attacking Cheng Yan. A violent collision erupted; this was a high-level battle of the Vein Condensation Realm, drawing wide attention.
“Let’s see who else can help you now.”
Jian Yi sneered, taking action. The long sword that had been behind him now appeared in his hand; with a sweep, he slashed forward.
A sword radiance a hundred feet wide stretched across the void, descending to the mortal world, as if to split heaven and earth in two.
“Get out of my way!”
The Dao Diagram appeared—Chen Daolin stepped forward, blocking Jian Yi.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yun and Yao Yuewu also joined the fray, unleashing their powers to the fullest. Brilliant immortal light fell, flooding the world.
“I’ll handle this!”

Gu Ming stepped out, his broad hand sweeping through the void, revealing his terrifying strength. He intended to take on Jiang Yun and Yao Yuewu alone, to hold them back.
The spectators had already dispersed; none expected the situation to escalate to such a degree, yet no one intended to intervene. This was a struggle between the two great powers of Tiandu Gate, and today was destined for the name of Divine Court to spread throughout the Tianwu Domain.
“Now, only we remain.”
Cheng Wushuang slowly advanced, a battle halberd appearing in his hand.
“There is a reckoning between me and your Cheng family, and today I will begin with you.”
A black spear appeared. Lin Fan’s expression did not change as he strode forward, murderous intent sweeping across the world.
“Kill!”
Cheng Wushuang roared, slashing with his battle halberd. Wild force threatened to shatter heaven and earth; he was already at the peak of the tenth stage of physical cultivation, having begun to comprehend the Dao, his power not less than that of twenty elephants.
Lin Fan’s face grew solemn. His spear thrust forward smoothly, carrying a mysterious Dao rhythm.
“Well struck!”
Cheng Wushuang frowned, sensing Lin Fan’s formidable strength—not inferior to his own.
The black spear swept through the void. At first, it was calm, but soon a powerful force exploded, as if to tear heaven and earth apart. The mighty energy surged like a volcano, making the void tremble and blasting the atmosphere apart.
This was a grand destruction. Lin Fan let out a long howl, divine light bursting from his body. He dared not hold back, standing at the pinnacle of his power, determined to defeat Cheng Wushuang.
Heaven and earth thundered as the battle halberd and black spear clashed, unleashing terrifying ripples.
“So you’re only at the ninth stage of physical cultivation. Today, blood will be spilled!”
Cheng Wushuang moved with great strides, now certain of Lin Fan’s realm and growing more confident. His combat style became even fiercer, as if to break the world apart.
“Even so, it’s enough to slay you.”
Lin Fan’s black hair flowed like a waterfall, his presence overwhelming. He unleashed the Divine Creation Fist, his pure strength soaring to twenty-four elephants. Every move brimmed with immense power—any ordinary tenth-stage cultivator approaching him would be torn to shreds.
“You’re not enough!”
Cheng Wushuang was indeed the foremost of his family’s younger generation. His physique was robust, divine light surging in his eyes, like a heavenly king.
He swung his battle halberd with unrivaled dominance, his terrifying aura sweeping forth, causing all to pale.
“My family has deep enmity with yours. Cheng Yan has repeatedly attacked me. Today, I will cut you down, so they may witness my resolve!”

Lin Fan strode like a dragon and tiger, abandoning his spear to unleash the Divine Creation Fist. A giant dragon claw descended from the sky, crushing down like a mountain.
He seemed the ruler of the heavens incarnate, incomparably powerful.
A fierce collision—Lin Fan coughed blood, cracks appearing on his body, yet the more he fought, the stronger he became. His mastery of the Divine Creation Fist grew, and for a moment he seemed a true dragon, suppressing all enemies in the world.
Cheng Wushuang roared; he too was battered, hair wild, clothes in tatters, his former dominance gone. Now, he was like a demon, every move deadly, determined to decide life and death.
Both men fought without regard for their lives, igniting true fire. Compared to others, their battle was far more brutal, for the enmity between them was deep and irreconcilable.
“Chaos Breaks the Void!”
Cheng Wushuang unleashed his ultimate technique—a stream of chaotic energy soared skyward as he began his Dao transformation, seeking to defeat Lin Fan with the most terrifying power.
“You’re finished. This battle will be your defeat!”
Lin Fan’s gaze was disdainful, his aura unstoppable. His whole body shone, blood spraying, a roar like mountains and seas erupting.
A sea of stars fell, engulfing all. Lin Fan strode out from the stars, tearing the galaxy apart with a punch.
“Ah!”
Cheng Wushuang screamed, unable to endure further. The power of Dao transformation was terrifying, but its harm to the body was impossible to ignore. With the battle unresolved, defeat was inevitable.
After a hundred exchanges, a giant fist swept through the void—Lin Fan’s energy surged like a vast ocean.
Cheng Wushuang coughed blood, his body tossed aside, nearly torn apart.
“Brother!”
Cheng Yu awoke, his expression changing drastically; he hadn’t expected to witness this scene upon waking.
Then, a black spear flashed like a brilliant meteor, pinning Cheng Yu to the ground. Blood flowed—he died instantly.
Lin Fan let out a long howl, his mind clear. He hadn’t expected to kill Cheng Yu personally today; it was truly fate. In that moment, his heart grew more perfect, his realm advanced to the peak of the ninth stage of physical cultivation, just a step from the tenth. Simultaneously, his strength soared, reaching twenty elephants!
“With me, there is no rival!”
Lin Fan shone brilliantly, his eyes blazing. He flicked Cheng Wushuang aside and turned to stride elsewhere—a massive foot swept through the void, descending directly upon Jiang Yun!