Ye Chen appeared, standing directly before the Peacock King, blocking the young supreme powerhouse from the Sun God Dynasty.
He did not release any imposing aura, yet his heroic figure stood like a mountain, as if capable of propping up the entire great world.
And he threw a punch, straightforward and composed, his fist flesh crystalline, striking horizontally.
At this moment, even Di Wushuang, seated at the highest position, shot forth two divine rays from his eyes, shattering the void as he stared intently at this punch.
"Well met! This sovereign shall see just how strong the so-called number one powerhouse of the Ancient Emperor Continent truly is! You will regret coming here today."
A great shout rang out. It was the young supreme powerhouse from the Sun God Dynasty shouting. He was extremely valiant, his imposing aura suddenly rising a notch. A sun seemed to manifest, yet it became even more restrained; otherwise, it truly would have shattered everything.
Boom—
This space erupted into turmoil, rules exploding. Even though the entire precious pavilion was protected by powerful formations, it could not completely block this destructive force. Many cracks appeared, nearly causing it to collapse, almost affecting the outside world.
Even the four Samsara-level supreme powerhouses guarding the pavilion were startled and appeared, expressions of shock on their faces.
When everything dissipated, even the sturdy floor reinforced by formations had long since shattered. Ye Chen stood there, steady as a rock, his fingers and palms crystalline, his flesh unharmed, just as before.
In contrast, the man resembling the Sun Sovereign had his punching hand blown apart, the bones of his palm broken, crimson blood pooling on the ground, his figure unsteady.
The difference was clear at a glance!
This caused the gazes of the many powerhouses present to flicker. For the other powerhouses from the Ancient Emperor Continent, it was nothing; they had long since witnessed Ye Chen's strength and invincibility, so it was within reason and not much of a surprise.
But for the elegant woman from Tai Sheng Shang Gong and the young supreme powerhouse from the Dark Night Ancient Hall, they deeply understood the strength of the Sun God Dynasty's young supreme powerhouse—it was on par with their own.
They never expected such a powerful strike not only failed to repel Ye Chen but instead caused him to retreat, his flesh shattered by what seemed like a simple blow from the opponent.
Who was superior and who inferior was evident.
They had to admit, this was an extremely formidable figure, making them treat him with importance and dispelling their previous underestimation.
"Very strong!"
Even someone as arrogant as the young supreme powerhouse from the Sun God Dynasty had to admit Ye Chen's strength at this moment.
Light shone from the shattered flesh of his fist, the broken flesh and white bones reassembling, restoring it to completeness. He also felt a sense of wariness towards Ye Chen, truly acknowledging his strength.
Yet he was not afraid, for he had not fully displayed his absolute power.
"I'll give you face. The people behind you may all take seats," he said thus.
The Peacock King snorted coldly. "What 'giving face'? How about another fight? Qian Yue will directly suppress you."
"Do you wish to die?" The young supreme powerhouse from the Sun God Dynasty remained icy, carrying killing intent.
"It is you who wishes to die."
A graceful figure stepped forward. It was the Goddess, moving forward, peerlessly beautiful in the mortal world, the most beautiful woman throughout the ages, even the Divine Maiden of Tai Sheng Shang Gong could not compare.
Quiet, she resembled a goddess, but in motion, she was like a peerless empress. Her willow-leaf eyebrows raised, her slender hands circulating surging divine radiance as she struck out, shattering the vacuum.
Boom—
The young supreme powerhouse from the Sun God Dynasty also attacked. A burst of dazzling divine radiance exploded, both sides retreating a step.
He was astonished—a very strong woman.
Yet this was not all, for Yi Wu also stepped forward. Usually gentle and quiet, she now assumed a different posture, unleashing a divine seal. With a wave of her hand, strands of flying immortal light appeared, dazzlingly brilliant, slapping a palm strike directly at his face.
The young supreme powerhouse from the Sun God Dynasty was caught off guard while defending, forced to retreat several steps in succession, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, also showing shock. He never expected this stunningly beautiful woman to be so powerful as well.
Yet he grew furious, shouting, "How dare you ambush me! Despicable!"
But then Chen'er spoke up, throwing the Golden Little Divine Dragon out: "Little Dragon, beat this scoundrel up hard for this young lady! Teach him a lesson for daring to bully and look down on us."
The Golden Little Divine Dragon let out two roars, instantly rushing to the front and throwing a chubby little dragon fist.
"What little beast? Scram!"
The Sun God Dynasty powerhouse was still dismissive, even wanting to kill the Golden Little Divine Dragon in one move. But the next moment, he was sent flying, more blood spilling from his mouth.
That seemingly chubby, cute little dragon beast's single punch even gave him the illusion that he couldn't withstand it. The peerless armor draped over his body was dented.
What a fearsome little dragon beast! Could this be a True Dragon? Otherwise, how could its strength be so absurdly great?
At the jade table, the other several terrifying figures all looked towards the Golden Little Divine Dragon. Di Wushuang even said, "It is a True Dragon, a pure-blooded True Dragon flowing with flawless true blood."
He was born in the Mythical Era and had seen pure-blooded True Dragons, having some understanding. Naturally, he knew the Golden Little Divine Dragon was a pure-blooded True Dragon.
The others were astonished. Ye Chen actually had a pure-blooded True Dragon following him? That was one of the supreme existences standing at the pinnacle of all living beings in the Mythical Era. Upon reaching its peak, it had the qualification to aspire to the supreme Emperor domain.
The young supreme powerhouse from the Sun God Dynasty understood now. No wonder its strength was so great—it was a pure-blooded True Dragon. That was not strange.
At this time, Ye Chen stepped forward, blocking the Golden Little Divine Dragon, looking at the opponent and saying, "Do you still wish to continue fighting?"
Very calm words, yet they caused everyone's expressions to change. Was he about to make a move?
The young supreme powerhouse from the Sun God Dynasty had witnessed his strength and harbored great wariness. Di Wushuang also proactively spoke up: "Sun King, the Battle Saint King and his friends are my honored guests. Please do not attack again."
The Sun King was indignant and about to speak, but Di Wushuang spoke again: "If you still wish to attack, I can accompany you in a battle."
The Sun King's expression changed, immediately saying, "Since Brother Wushuang has said so, I shall not attack again."
Although the others on Ye Chen's side inwardly sneered, they could only acknowledge that Di Wushuang had given the Sun King a way to save face. Moreover, this was the imperial clan's territory; they couldn't afford to make too much of a scene.
"Is there anyone else who wishes to attack now?"
Ye Chen swept his gaze around the four directions of the precious pavilion, very composed, his tone very calm. No one spoke again.
Clearly, they were extremely wary of Ye Chen and his group. Leaving Ye Chen aside, every one of the people accompanying him—whether the Peacock King, the Three Immortal Maidens, or the Golden Little Divine Dragon—was not simple. Each was powerful beyond imagination.
It was simply one more terrifying than the last.
Di Wushuang had long since ordered servants to bring several more jade tables for the Peacock King and the Three Immortal Maidens.
After all, the supreme powerhouses of the three clans all had the qualification to attend. How could they not? It was just that they were all in the Central Heavenly Palace, so only Ye Chen had received an invitation letter—though it was of the highest grade.
The grand feast officially began.