Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Seeing that Di Chen was slightly distracted, Lin Fan immediately seized the opportunity, swung the Qiankun Axe, and launched a full-strength attack on Di Chen!

"boom"

Earth-shattering!

The Star Fortress collapsed!

As Di Chen's Star Fortress collapsed, the entire battlefield fell into silence, as if all the sounds between heaven and earth had been taken away at this moment. The air was filled with a strong aftermath of spiritual power, which was the power left by the blow of the Qiankun Axe. It was still slowly vibrating, as if to remind everyone present what a thrilling duel had just taken place.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, and their eyes fell on Di Chen in the center of the battlefield. The gatekeeper who was once as high as a star was now shaky. His tall, cold body seemed to have lost all its strength, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to slowly sink as it could not bear his final weight. His eyes blinked weakly, and his face looked paler than ever with an expression of disbelief and pain.

"I...actually...would be defeated by you..." Di Chen's voice was low and weak, as if it came from the abyss, full of unwillingness and despair.

His hands trembled slightly, and he barely raised his head and looked at Lin Fan who was standing not far away. In his eyes, there was a complex emotion of hatred, doubt, and confusion. As the strongest guardian of the Emperor Star State, Di Chen never thought that he would have such a day - his invincible star power was broken, and the indestructible Emperor Star Armor was shattered into pieces in front of Lin Fan's Qiankun Axe. Even the star fortress that made him proud was nothing more than dust that dissipated with the wind after Lin Fan swung the axe.

"Lin Fan..." Di Chen's voice was weak and trembling, with a little blood flowing out of his throat. He couldn't understand the situation in front of him. Since he was a child, he had been a genius in the cultivation world of Yan State. He cultivated the power of the stars and became an existence that countless cultivators looked up to. But now, he was defeated by the young cultivator in front of him.

Lin Fan stood in the center of the battlefield and slowly retracted the Qiankun Axe. At this time, his body had reached its limit, and the spiritual power in his body was almost completely exhausted. Even the Qiankun Axe in his hand became extremely heavy. The light on the axe blade gradually dimmed, and the runes also returned to calm. Although Lin Fan won the battle, he did not feel any joy or relief, but a sense of heaviness in his heart.

Di Chen's unwilling voice echoed in the air, but Lin Fan's eyes remained calm. He looked at this once invincible guardian quietly, with a hint of compassion and emotion in his eyes.

"Di Chen, this battle is ultimately due to your obsession." Lin Fan said calmly, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness in his voice. He knew that Di Chen was not a real villain, he was just fighting for his mission and belief. But this obsession was too strong, and eventually led him into the bottomless abyss.

Di Chen barely managed to stand up straight. The ground beneath his feet had already cracked, as if symbolizing his shaky life. There was blood on the corner of his mouth, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his face still maintained that complicated expression. He held on to his last bit of strength and still stood there, seemingly unwilling to accept the fact that he had lost.

"Maybe... you are right..." Di Chen murmured in a low voice, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a smile full of bitterness and despair. He lowered his head and looked at his hands, which once contained infinite star power, but now he could no longer feel that familiar power.

As Di Chen sighed for the last time, cracks began to appear on his body, and starlight slowly flowed out from those cracks. His entire body seemed to be gradually turning into a part of the stars, returning to the star power he once trusted. The starlight spread in the air, as if bidding farewell to the world, and disappeared into the endless sky.

"At least, I protected my mission..." Di Chen's voice was filled with self-mockery and relief, and the last words gradually dissipated in the air. His body completely disintegrated, turning into countless starlights, dissipating between heaven and earth. Those starlights seemed to return to the embrace of the stars, continuing to flicker faintly in the sky, as if mourning this once powerful man.

The fall of Di Chen marked the final defeat of the guardian of Dixing Pass, and Lin Fan and his team finally won this hard-fought victory. However, the joy of victory did not ripple in everyone's hearts. The entire battlefield was still shrouded in the aftermath of the starlight, and everyone's body and mind were greatly shocked.

Jiang Shuiling wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She felt weak as her spiritual power was exhausted. She slowly walked to Lin Fan's side and looked at him with complicated eyes: "It's finally over..." There was a hint of relief and fatigue in her voice, but more of a worry about the journey ahead.

"Yes... but this battle also made us realize our limits." Lin Fan said softly, looking at the gradually dissipating starlight, his heart full of contemplation and reflection. He knew that although they won this battle, it was far from the end. Di Chen's strength made them realize how far they were from the true peak, and the road ahead would be even more difficult and dangerous.

Jin Buke slowly put away the sword in his hand. He looked extremely calm even though he was covered in blood. He looked into the distance, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The road ahead may be more difficult than we imagined."

Zhong Ling'er's figure floated over from a distance. Although the aftermath of the battle had ended, she still looked around vigilantly. There was fatigue in her eyes, but a firm smile hung on the corners of her mouth: "No matter how difficult the road ahead is, we have come this far and there is no turning back."

Ye Wuhen leaned against a boulder. No matter how fast he was, he couldn't escape from this battle unscathed. Covered with wounds, he looked at Lin Fan and said with a hint of joking, "Boss, this battle was really a life-and-death struggle."

Lin Fan turned his head and looked at Ye Wuhen and the other teammates, a smile appeared on his tired face: "It's all of us who are fighting desperately, but we are still alive, that's enough."