Ye Chen arrived, descending from the heavens to appear before Chu Shuangyu and the Cloud Heaven Goddess, blocking the attacks of the four young generation's supremes.
Yet this was precisely what made it astonishing, for this was a powerful strike from four young generation's supremes, not something an ordinary person could withstand.
Seeing the newcomer, the four young generation's supremes all changed expressions. They hadn't expected Ye Chen to intervene at this critical moment, and moreover, his body was accompanied by such powerful primordial Chaos Qi, as if he had mastered the Chaos Dao. His aura was so strong it made them feel a sense of suffocation, as if they could barely breathe.
"So strong!"
"It's primordial Chaos Qi. Could he also be a Chaos Cultivator?"
The four young generation's supremes already knew of Ye Chen's strength, but now, seeing him erupt with unprecedented primordial Chaos Qi, they were even more shocked.
The strongest young generation's supreme of the Battle Saint Lineage, and also a Chaos Cultivator? Could he be the legendary Chaos young generation's supreme?
Originally, Ye Chen hadn't planned to reveal his identity as one who possessed primordial Chaos Qi so early, because Chaos Cultivators were too astonishing. However, since several ancient Great Sages of the Soul-Forbidden Hall had already learned of it, Ye Chen naturally no longer intended to keep hiding it.
"Brother Ye, we have no quarrel with you, nor have we attacked you. Why are you blocking us?" The four young generation's supremes also had tempers. Although Ye Chen was very powerful, he couldn't just intervene randomly like this.
"They are my friends," Ye Chen said indifferently. These words left Chu Shuangyu and the Cloud Heaven Goddess momentarily stunned before feeling gratitude, but they made the four young generation's supremes look rather unpleasant. After all, they all knew clearly that they had only just met at the celestial staircase. What kind of friends were they? Wasn't this just a casual remark?
However, the four young generation's supremes dared to be angry but not speak out. Who was Ye Chen? How could they not know? Not long ago, he had successively killed three young generation's supremes of the alien race. He was absolutely a young generation's supreme killer. They didn't dare to provoke or offend him, so they could only say, "Since these two are Brother Ye's friends, then we will also look upon Brother Ye's face and cease our attack."
The powerhouses of the myriad heavens watched in amazement. Only a young generation's supreme as monstrously strong as Ye Chen could make four young generation's supremes choose to retreat and avoid conflict. Anyone else would never have achieved this.
The four young generation's supremes were about to leave, but Ye Chen spoke up: "Wait!"
"What else does Brother Ye have to say?" the four young generation's supremes asked.
"It's not much. I just want you to hand over the Emperor weapon fragments you obtained."
Ye Chen smiled, as if stating something as simple as could be.
The four young generation's supremes instantly changed expressions drastically. Among them, Great Demon Gu Tian said with a gloomy face, "What do you mean by that?"
"I don't mean anything. Either hand them over, or I'll force you to hand them over. Choose one!"
The faces of the several men turned very gloomy, because these words were precisely what they had said to Chu Shuangyu, the Cloud Heaven Goddess, and the other couple not long ago. They hadn't expected it to fall upon their own heads so quickly. It was truly repaying others in their own coin—karma, unfailing as ever!
Chu Shuangyu and the Cloud Heaven Goddess couldn't help but laugh.
The powerhouses of the myriad heavens were even more dumbfounded. This young generation's supreme of the Battle Saint Lineage was truly too forceful, threatening four young generation's supremes like this. The other young generation's supremes all watched with wide eyes.
"What, are you all unwilling?"
Ye Chen spoke indifferently: "Or do you really wish for me to take action and beat you until you hand them over?"
What was called forceful? What was called domineering? This was it!
Crude and simple. The powerhouses of the myriad heavens were stunned. They had never seen such a forceful young generation's supreme, and just one person at that, daring to coerce four young generation's supremes in this manner.
However, recalling how he alone had killed three alien race young generation's supremes on the celestial staircase not long ago, he indeed possessed the qualification to say such words.
Ye Chen forcefully approached, his aura terrifyingly excessive, sweeping across the heavens and causing the four young generation's supremes to feel an unprecedented sense of terrifying pressure. They stared in shock at this supremely powerful young generation's supreme before them. Why was he so excessively strong? It was truly unbelievable.
Naturally, they were well aware of Ye Chen's strength. Three alien race young generation's supremes had been successively killed by him. No matter how strong they were, they could hardly contend with the current Ye Chen. Thus, they chose to soar into the sky, fleeing in all directions to avoid the present Ye Chen.
"Do you think you can escape from before me?"
Ye Chen sneered coldly, displaying his divine ability. In an instant, the Four Extremities Connecting to Sage Style manifested. Azure Dragon on the left, White Tiger on the right, Vermilion Bird above, Black Tortoise below. Four holy spirits soared into the sky, each one like a real, enduring mythical holy spirit. They instantly charged into the sky, attacking in all four directions, specifically targeting the four young generation's supremes.
Boom—
The four mythical holy spirits were all incredibly powerful, accompanied by the four origin powers of earth, water, fire, and wind, and even possessed a portion of Ye Chen's strength. They were no less formidable than true young generation's supremes. Even if they couldn't truly kill the four young generation's supremes, they could still delay them, preventing their smooth escape.
At the same time, with a loud boom, a dazzling golden great path unfurled from Ye Chen's body, stretching along the sky into the distance and carrying Ye Chen instantly to the extreme far reaches, arriving first before one of the young generation's supremes.
That was Great Demon Gu Tian, a young generation's supreme like a god or demon, similar to the Primordial Demon God. He stood at the peak of the Heavenly King Tenth Heaven, just a hair's breadth away from truly stepping into the realm of Great Powers. Moreover, the absolute advantage of being a young generation's supreme gave him sufficient power to bridge the vast chasm between Heavenly King and Great Power for a battle.
Unfortunately, that was all. Just as Ye Chen had said, even among young generation's supremes, there were great disparities.
Ordinary young generation's supremes mostly achieved the Tenth Heaven at the Saint Treasury Realm, while Ye Chen, like an Emperor's son, began stepping into the Tenth Heaven at the Demigod realm. Each major realm was great perfection, flawless and without defect. Furthermore, he was the successor of the Battle Saint Lineage and a Chaos Cultivator, destined to far surpass ordinary young generation's supremes.
A swath of golden light shot out, immediately blocking Great Demon Gu Tian's path ahead, cutting off his escape route.
Great Demon Gu Tian's expression abruptly changed. He wanted to break through, but that golden light contained supremely powerful and domineering laws. He couldn't break through it immediately.
Boom—
Ye Chen descended, his hair flying, looking coldly at the Great Demon Gu Tian before him. He simply and straightforwardly threw out a fist, raised it, and shook it, directly smashing it down.
Within it, primordial Chaos Qi surged, giving birth to an ancient great world. It was the World-Creating Fist, and in an instant, it evolved to its extreme. It truly was as if a world and heaven and earth had appeared, boundless and booming, the world's origin power peerless, directly pressing down upon the opponent.