Silently, six mysterious figures landed within the Shy Moon and Bashful Flower Hall. They were all absolute powerhouses, their forms merging with heaven and earth, making them difficult to detect.
They approached Ye Chen without a sound, all six of them, forming a six-directional formation, clearly intending to completely surround him.
At that moment, Ye Chen abruptly opened his eyes, shooting forth two beams of solidified gaze, dazzling and fiery. He roared, "Who goes there?!"
He swept his gaze over and immediately saw the six mysterious figures.
Simultaneously, seeing Ye Chen awaken in an instant, the six were slightly startled that he could detect them so quickly. Then, they struck like lightning, moving from stillness to motion—all of this completed in the blink of an eye.
Naturally, Ye Chen was not one to be outdone. Surging with divine radiance all over his body, he suddenly made his move. A Golden War Spear appeared in his hand, sweeping through the air, easily tearing through the void as it lashed toward the six. He bellowed, "Seeking death!"
His voice shook the entire Shy Moon and Bashful Flower Hall, yet it failed to spread outward. Clearly, the entire hall had long been sealed and shielded by the six.
"It is you who seeks death, brat! Even if you are at the peak of the Saint Treasury Realm today, you will be captured!"
The six unleashed their powerful auras—they were actually six supreme experts at the peak of the Saint Treasury Realm. Now, they had come together to capture Ye Chen.
Moreover, from the crown of each of their heads shot forth a unique divine radiance, intertwining and entangling with one another, forming six mysterious divine chains. These were no ordinary Order Divine Chains; Ye Chen distinctly felt a certain suppressing force targeting both the Primordial Spirit and the divine soul.
Seeing this, Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged. He brandished the Golden War Spear, striking out horizontally. Brilliant golden light surged like turbulent undercurrents, rolling forth, shaking the ninth heaven as he confronted the six mysterious peak Saint Treasury Realm powerhouses.
Yet, strangely, even though they were merely six peak Saint Treasury Realm figures—whom Ye Chen, capable of suppressing ancient Great Sages long ago, could annihilate with a mere wave of his hand—he now found himself locked in an intense, prolonged battle.
Indeed, the current Ye Chen was deliberately concealing his strength, intending to risk himself by infiltrating the mysterious Soul-Restraining Hall. He wanted to uncover its true secrets and also learn whether his wife, children, and sister had been restrained.
Naturally, before this, he had already erased all related memories from the minds of several women, including the bewitching fox woman. He had also used his means to restore the Shy Moon and Bashful Flower Hall to its original state. Finally, he directly suppressed his cultivation, limiting it to the peak of the Saint Treasury Realm.
Precisely because of this, he was only able to fight the six mysterious assassins to a stalemate.
"Who are you?" Ye Chen roared. From the crown of his head surged a powerful crimson blood energy, spreading out as he feigned an attempt to pierce through the Shy Moon and Bashful Flower Hall, alerting the entire Myriad Saints City, hoping to scare off these mysterious assassins.
However, the six peak Saint Treasury Realm assassins sneered coldly, for this place had long been sealed by them. All of Ye Chen's actions were in vain.
"Brat, you'd better submit without a fight!"
Several of them snorted coldly. Moreover, they were no ordinary peak Saint Treasury Realm experts; their methods were far more terrifying. They deliberately suppressed the Primordial Spirit and divine soul, as unique Order Divine Chains flew out, entangling the very heavens and earth.
Boom—
The battle erupted. Ye Chen appropriately displayed a series of divine abilities, fighting so fiercely that the six mysterious assassins felt their scalps go numb. Each was on the verge of being severely wounded, further confirming his identity as the Strongest Prodigy of the Ancient Universe.
Naturally, Ye Chen had not considered soul-searching. His divine soul was immensely powerful, capable of silently invading these people's Primordial Spirits—they were not on the same level at all. During the battle, he searched for relevant useful information.
However, as Ye Chen had imagined, it was all in vain. He discovered that deep within these people's Primordial Spirits, a special and extraordinary restriction had been planted—at least at the Great Power level—strictly sealing all information related to the Soul-Restraining Hall to prevent others from searching.
Although he was strong now, he could not yet break this Primordial Spirit restriction. If he touched it, it might affect the entire Primordial Spirit, causing it to explode directly.
Boom—
During the great battle, one mysterious assassin had his physical body blasted apart by Ye Chen, truly showcasing his identity as the Strongest Prodigy of the Ancient Universe. Yet, in the end, no matter how powerful Ye Chen was, it was not enough. He was ultimately subdued by them.
The great expert who had been blasted apart recovered, though his complexion was pale. Looking at the captured Ye Chen, he drew a sharp breath, yet also showed delight. "As expected of the Strongest Prodigy. Even though only at the peak of the Saint Treasury Realm, he is still so ferocious, somewhat beyond expectations."
Yet, precisely because of this, he now held value, capable of fetching a sufficiently high price.
They could clearly sense Ye Chen's formidable physical constitution, his blood energy vigorous and flourishing—exactly the kind of flesh and blood those ancient recluses would favor.
Although the battle between Ye Chen and the six mysterious assassins in the Shy Moon and Bashful Flower Hall produced some special fluctuations, it ultimately did not attract the world's attention.
Perhaps many people tacitly understood who was behind it.
Ye Chen feigned having his cultivation sealed, and also feigned that his spiritual sense was similarly blocked. All along, he clearly perceived where the six mysterious Saint Lords were taking him.
He saw that within Myriad Saints City, they left the bustling urban district and arrived at the continuous mountain ranges on the outskirts. Finally, they traversed hundreds of thousands of li until plunging into a pitch-black region. That place appeared incredibly gloomy, with boundless dark, sinister mist rolling continuously, capable of corroding everything and already able to block others' perception.
The six experts thus brought Ye Chen into the rolling dark mist. After traveling a distance, they finally saw within it numerous majestic dark divine halls standing tall—some built upon mountain peaks, others floating between heaven and earth. Each was so towering it pierced the clouds, appearing quite gloomy, feeling similar to the Immortal Sacred Land but even more demonic and sinister.
Ye Chen distinctly felt that this place exerted great suppression on both the Primordial Spirit and divine soul, carrying an indescribable sense of oppression.
Moreover, here appeared numerous fearsome ghost generals, flying among the mountain ranges, patrolling. Everything seemed quite eerie and terrifying.
Yet, even at this step, Ye Chen remained expressionless, still sealed, and was finally brought into a majestic, enormous dark hall.
The interior of the great hall was remarkably spacious—it was actually another world, or more accurately, a vast space within the darkness. Inside, it was divided into numerous enormous spatial prisons.