The Man In Rage novel Chapter 2292

“We've come this far. Chu Tianfan, are you still not giving up? Is struggling worth it? Even if you rely on forbidden techniques and burn your life to achieve this momentary brilliance, what good does it do? My Hell's Heaven Seal is still an insurmountable barrier for you!”

Seeing Ye Fan standing again, despite his injuries, Symborsus showed no panic and a more intense sense of arrogance. He enjoyed watching those on the brink of death engage in futile struggles.

Watching them fell into despair, wept, and begged for mercy on their knees. However, in the face of Symborsus's arrogant laughter, Ye Fan's once-refined face remained devoid of joy or sorrow. There was only an endless sense of determination and resolve. Ignoring Symborsus' words, at this moment, within Ye Fan's elixir field, the Celestial Cloud circulated madly.

The majestic elemental force surged like a torrent. The abundant power once again filled Ye Fan's body. But Ye Fan was well aware that this power was not long-lasting. He couldn't hold on for too long. He only had one chance.

If he wanted to survive, he had to make sure that his attack against Symborsus was a fatal blow. But how could he do that? At this moment, countless thoughts flickered in Ye Fan's mind. Clearly, he was contemplating a strategy. His current trump cards were the Raijin Thunderdrake, the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique, and the Invoke the Celestial Sky.

However, the Raijin Thunderdrake had already reached its maximum potential. Unless he broke through to the next realm, he couldn't withstand Symborsus' attacks. As for the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique, its power was formidable, but it was ultimately a sword technique practiced by a woman. Even if Ye Fan practiced it to the extreme, he feared he wouldn't be able to unleash the full power of the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique, let alone defeat Symborsus.

That left him to Invoke the Celestial Sky of the Chu family. Of course, there was one other possibility.

That was for Ye Fan to break through his current realm. To push the Celestial Cloud technique to the level five realm. He would step into the god realm and possess formidable power by doing so. But breaking through realms was something that couldn't be forced. Ye Fan hadn't found any signs of a breakthrough in the limits between levels four and five of realms.

So, he didn't need to think about a breakthrough in realms. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to ascend the Celestial Road and knock on the Sky Gate. After ruling out all other methods, Ye Fan was left with only one choice. The ultimate secret technique was to attempt the ninth form of Invoke the Celestial Sky. Ye Fan has been practicing Invoke the Celestial Sky for over ten years.

From Yunzhou all the way to the Chu Sect. Invoke the Celestial Sky could be said to be Ye Fan's greatest trump card. However, even now, the only forms he could proficiently use were the first eight forms. Ye Fan had also attempted to cultivate the ninth form of Invoke the Celestial Sky in the past year. But success still seems to be elusive.

That was why he had only used Invoke the Celestial Sky up to the eighth form, the Wheel of Fate. Simply because he hadn't mastered the ninth form. But now, Ye Fan was pushed to the brink. At this moment, he had no choice but to attempt the ninth form and turn the tables in this desperate situation.

“Life and death, it all comes down to this move.”

“Mr. Yunyang, may you bless your descendant and allow me to successfully use Invoke the Celestial Sky, the ninth form!”

Countless thoughts raced through Ye Fan's mind. Of course, these things may seem long when spoken, but it was just a fleeting thought in Ye Fan's mind. After making his final decision, an immense aura burst forth from Ye Fan's body. The power within his body followed a unique circulation route.

The ninth form of Invoke the Celestial Sky began to brew. And at the same time, the blood-red longsword formed by the scales of Symborsus struck Ye Fan. However, apart from a resounding clang, it caused no harm to Ye Fan. After all, it was just a casual strike from Symborsus. Eliminating the barely breathing Ye Fan might be quite easy.

But now, Ye Fan had temporarily gained power through the forbidden technique. In this situation, Symborsus' casual strike naturally couldn't harm Ye Fan at all. However, Symborsus was not in a hurry. He knew that Ye Fan's current state couldn't last long.

One minute? Two minutes? Perhaps not even three minutes.

He would be dying from exhaustion. By then, Symborsus wouldn't need to make a move. Ye Fan would collapse on his own.

“Drinking poison to quench thirst, seeking one's own destruction.”

Symborsus laughed softly. He stood there, looking down at Ye Fan beneath its feet. As if looking at a corpse. From the looks of it, Symborsus had no intention of taking action. He was waiting for Ye Fan to exhaust his blood essence and die.