"A mere alien race dares to clamor before me? Today, I shall exterminate all of you!"
Ye Chen spoke coldly, his words carrying boundless killing intent.
The alien race had committed too many sins. The once-prosperous Sealed Universe of the previous Mythical Epoch was invaded and destroyed by the alien race—a blood feud of the entire cosmos.
Moreover, the fundamental reason for the fall of the Sovereign of Formlessness from the Battle Saint Lineage was also due to the alien race's despicable schemes and terrible conspiracies, which led to his calculated demise, even involving an Emperor's intervention. Now that they had met again, how could he forget?
He intended to completely annihilate all the alien races on the entire Fifth Trial Continent. If possible, he would take action to sweep away the strongest young prodigies, even the young Supreme Ones, of the alien race along the entire Ultimate Ancient Path, severing the alien race's strongest seed-level figures.
"I refuse to believe you're truly that powerful!"
Purple Nine King let out a long roar, the nine horns on his head soaring skyward, erupting into nine massive purple light pillars that swept forward.
Moreover, he intended to display his strongest divine ability to contend and vie for supremacy with the Battle Saint King!
"Kill you!"
Ye Chen was simple and direct, vanishing from his original spot as his entire body transformed into a brilliant golden light that surged across the region.
Boom—
The nine purple-gold light pillars shattered one by one in the blink of an eye, failing to achieve the imagined powerful effect, leaving Purple Nine King shocked. "You—"
However, within the golden light, accompanied by a surge of primordial Chaos Qi, the figure of the young human Supreme One flashed. A single fist within it suppressed past, present, and future, swept across the cosmos, and shattered everything!
Pfft—
Purple Nine King was directly sent flying, the divine armor he wore exploding on one side, his chest pierced through by that single fist. His nine purple horns shattered, flesh and white bone glinting amidst the chaos.
Everyone sucked in a cold breath, staring in shock and awe at the human Battle Saint King.
Too powerful. Was he truly strong to this extent?
Was there really no one who could be his opponent?
Purple Nine King's body was half-shattered, the other half subjected to intense pressure, continuously shedding blood—a miserable sight. His expression held disbelief and horror. "How can he be this strong—"
The Battle Saint King's strength truly exceeded his imagination. It was merely a successful conversion of divine power, yet he shouldn't have become this powerful.
One could say the gap between them was simply too vast. He was far from being a match for even a single move from his opponent.
To think that once upon a time, he too had dominated the storms of the Great Era, and was one of the strongest among the younger generation in the alien race's universe, qualified to aspire to the title of young Supreme One. Yet, he never imagined he would fall to such an unsightly situation today.
However, what made him feel even more humiliated was that after the Battle Saint King shattered half his body with a single fist, he merely glanced over, never truly fixing his gaze upon him. This inexplicably made him feel an extraordinary disgrace, as if a dragon was looking down upon an ant—aloof and disdainful—driving him to the brink of madness with grief and fury!
"Battle Saint King, even if I die today, I'll drag you down with me!"
He let out a long roar, the black light within his body burning, transforming into streams of dark, sinister demonic flames that blazed fiercely. He was burning his divine power, paying a terrible price for a limit-breaking boost, his aura instantly growing many times stronger.
No matter what, he had to slay this human young Supreme One; he couldn't allow him to become a second Sovereign of Formlessness.
Boom—
However, Purple Nine King's limit-breaking boost was forcibly halted because Ye Chen made his move—extremely forceful. A single fist descended, accompanied by primordial Chaos Qi, bearing the terrifying spectacle of the world's creation and a great realm's rise, forcefully suppressing the upward space of his divine power enhancement.
That fearsome aura made Purple Nine King feel as if his entire body was about to shatter and explode. How could it be terrifying to this extent? This defied reason.
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot, an egg striking a rock!"
Ye Chen spoke, offering this evaluation of Purple Nine King, making him feel utterly disgraced. He wanted to roar, to burn his divine power completely and fight for his life.
However, that fist seemed like the hand of a Mythical Emperor pressing down, suppressing past, present, and future, shattering the eternal sky, causing the black light all over his body to be intensely suppressed, making it difficult to break through.
"I send you to your next life!"
As these words fell, that fist entwined with primordial Chaos Qi descended. Only then did Purple Nine King cry out in horror, "No—"
At the same time, the other four Strongest Prodigies of the alien race—Ancient Xun King, Crimson King, and the others—finally snapped out of their daze and hurriedly took action. They couldn't allow Purple Nine King to be slain.
But Ye Chen was peerless and overwhelmingly powerful, exceeding expectations. One fist pressed down on Purple Nine King's body, causing his entire physique to crumble inch by inch.
On the other side, he extended a large hand, four fingers transforming into Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—manifestations of divinity—simultaneously unleashing the four fundamental powers of earth, water, fire, and wind to resist the four alien Strongest Prodigies at once, preventing them from approaching.
Everyone sucked in a cold breath. The human Battle Saint King was too terrifying. Four esteemed Strongest Prodigies were blocked just like that—this simply shouldn't be something a human could accomplish.
Boom—
Everything came to an abrupt halt. Purple Nine King completely exploded, his body shattered to pieces.
Amidst it, boundless black light suddenly surged forth—it was Purple Nine King's divine soul, autonomously burning, boosting its power to the limit as it charged toward the space between Ye Chen's eyebrows, intending to perish together with him completely.
The Battle Saint King's physical body was peerless, but he refused to believe his divine soul was the same.
At the same time, Divine Ancient King, Devouring Heaven King, Meng Tian Beast, and some other Strongest Prodigies from various ancient universes seized the opportunity to strike. All manner of divine abilities blotted out the sky and covered the earth, flooding over to interfere with the Battle Saint King's will, distract him, and also allow Purple Nine King's divine soul to strike his divine soul completely.
"You think this can kill me?" Ye Chen sneered coldly, remaining utterly indifferent and emotionless from beginning to end.
"Roar—"
He suddenly let out a great roar—a roar that shattered mountains and rivers, tore through the heavens, and shook the ten directions!
Boom—
Purple Nine King's burning divine soul had already charged to within less than a meter of Ye Chen. Yet, this one meter was like an insurmountable chasm he could never cross in this lifetime. The burning divine soul completely exploded, transforming into a wave of destructive divine energy that blotted out the sky and annihilated space-time.
The other Strongest Prodigies were all struck by the terrifying impact of the roar. Even though they weren't facing it head-on, each of them felt their blood energy boiling within, their faces pale.
Those Strongest Prodigies who were slightly closer all had blood trickling from the corners of their mouths, staring at the Battle Saint King with expressions of utter horror.
Too terrifying!
Even Weier was dumbfounded, his mouth agape. "My god, he roared a Strongest Prodigy to death. Can this guy Qian Yue get any more monstrous?"
The next moment, Ye Chen's gaze swept over the assembled heroes, a vast young Supreme One's martial will erupting, subjecting every Strongest Prodigy to a fearsome impact. Their faces turned pale, their eyes filled with terror.
What a fearsome martial will. Truly worthy of being the young Supreme One of the Battle Saint Lineage—his will was indeed peerless.
"Now, it should be your turn."
Ye Chen spoke slowly, yet every word he uttered made these Strongest Prodigies feel a terrifying pressure, their expressions drastically changing.