Boom—
The five young Martial Gods did not dare to be careless. After deliberately avoiding the attacks of the five Martial God great demons, they simultaneously began to make their move against Ye Chen. Above each of their heads floated an extraordinary Martial God Dao Weapon, which had been awakened, its divine energy surging powerfully.
Even Yang Shaoqi had a divine sword of the Martial God realm above his head. Although its quality could not compare to the divine hammer, it was still extraordinary.
As the favored young talents of the Tianqi Empire, the resources spent on them were naturally exceptional.
Rumble—
Vast amounts of Heaven and Earth energy gathered, forming a multicolored lake of Heaven and Earth energy that spanned dozens of zhang in radius. The energy within surged violently, containing extremely terrifying fluctuations that seemed almost capable of shattering the entire world.
The five of them attacked together, drawing massive amounts of Heaven and Earth energy and channeling it into their Martial God Dao Weapons, awakening them to their maximum potential. They unleashed destructive Martial God beams of light that swept toward Ye Chen.
Ye Chen stepped through the void, advancing step by step toward the five young Martial Gods, his expression remaining calm and natural. Facing the five young Martial Gods, he appeared equally composed.
This was the powerful confidence brought by strength, utterly fearless. Moreover, his steps were ethereal and illusory, allowing him to sidestep the five Martial God beams in succession without being touched in the slightest. It was as if he were walking in a parallel spacetime—seemingly close yet impossibly distant, making it impossible to approach him. This caused the young Martial Gods to change their expressions. Such movement techniques were truly extraordinary, worthy of Ye Chen.
Long Tenghua sneered coldly, "Ye Chen, didn't you claim to be invincible? But can't your invincibility be proven by facing us head-on?"
This was a provocation tactic. Though obvious, it often yielded unexpectedly effective results. Every strong individual had their dignity and could not tolerate others belittling them.
However, Ye Chen was a special case. He paid no heed to such provocations. Taking three steps in two, he swiftly closed the distance to Long Tenghua. A powerful surge of divine energy rippled from his body, shaking the entire void and making Long Tenghua feel immense pressure, as if an immovable mountain stood before him.
Ye Chen made his move. As always, he did not employ any divine abilities or spells. He simply raised his hand and slapped forward. However, between his fingers and palm surged radiant golden light, its fluctuations shaking heaven and earth as if everything were about to collapse.
This was Ye Chen's true strength. After attaining the Human Yuan Golden Body, every punch and kick could shake mountains. It was the strongest Dao Weapon. Within his meridians flowed vast golden blood yuan, no less potent than Martial God power. It was equivalent to a Martial God Dao Weapon unleashing its ultimate strike, far more terrifying than ordinary Martial God attacks.
Long Tenghua's expression changed. He immediately used the Dragon Sword to block, with three dragon auras transforming into roaring dragons—not to attack, but to defend.
At the same time, Yang Shaoqi, Li Sheng, Wu Han, and the others quickly attacked Ye Chen to protect Long Tenghua.
They deeply understood that losing any one of them would significantly reduce their combat power.
But Ye Chen was faster. His strike landed on the super Martial God Dao Weapon, the Dragon Sword. His fingers and palm contained overwhelming power. With a metallic clang, the Dragon Sword let out a mournful cry, its glowing aura instantly dimming, nearly shattered by this slap. The dragon auras were also dispersed, vanishing without a trace.
However, the Dragon Sword could not completely block Ye Chen's attack. A terrifying residual force passed through the sword and struck Long Tenghua squarely. The young Martial God was sent flying, coughing blood, his face filled with disbelief.
The gap between him and Ye Chen was actually this vast.
Simultaneously, the attacks of the other four arrived.
Swish—
Ye Chen flashed, evading all the attacks, and calmly retreated. From beginning to end, he appeared utterly composed and unruffled, making the five young Martial Gods feel immense pressure.
Ye Chen's strength was even more terrifying than they had imagined. Even these super experts who had yet to claim the title of king were no match for him.
Hiss—
A massive black shadow appeared—the Hundred-Legged Centipede. This was another method employed by the five young Martial Gods, using these Martial God great demons to attack Ye Chen.
However, Ye Chen deliberately moved toward it. With a flip of his palm, he unleashed a wave of golden blood yuan, blocking the Hundred-Legged Centipede. He quickly saw through the state of these Martial God great demons. They were not as fearsome as imagined; on the contrary, they were far more fragile.
Swish—
He struck out with a palm blade, like an indestructible divine sword, easily severing one of the centipede's thick, barb-covered limbs. Holding it in his hand, his eyes gleamed as he carefully observed the flesh and blood within the limb. It lacked the surging vitality a Martial God great demon should possess, and much of its life essence had been lost.
Ye Chen focused for a moment, then quickly understood. He murmured to himself, "No wonder these Martial God great demons are so fragile. They were once sealed away. Unfortunately, the seal wasn't completely stable, leaving a tiny gap. Over the long years of imprisonment, their life essence continuously leaked away. Although the loss wasn't much, the sealing lasted too long. Day after day, year after year, they ultimately lost too much life essence, causing their strength to plummet. Otherwise, how could these few truly contend with Martial God great demons?"
He then glanced at the other Martial God great demons and found them in the same state.
Boom—
The five young Martial Gods launched another assault, their attacks rumbling down. But Ye Chen was no fool to take them head-on—that would be a foolish move. He swiftly evaded.
However, the Hundred-Legged Centipede behind him couldn't dodge in time and was struck directly. Its robust demonic body exploded instantly, flesh and blood flying everywhere, limbs and fragments scattering across the sky. Its long, flexible body was severed into three sections, letting out a painful, extremely shrill roar.
A Martial God great demon, under the attacks of the five young Martial Gods, was shattered and quickly met its demise.
Amidst the scattered flesh and blood, two objects gleamed with light, drawing attention.
One was a fist-sized Martial God demonic core, radiating surging divine energy fluctuations. The other was a token-like object—a token.
The five young Martial Gods immediately grew red-eyed, for this was the token to open the Divine Spirit seal. Only by collecting all nine tokens could the final Divine Spirit seal be opened.
But it was all useless, for Ye Chen was right there. With an empty-handed grab, a terrifying suction force materialized out of thin air, drawing both the Martial God demonic core and the token into his grasp. He then smiled slightly at the five young Martial Gods, though it carried a hint of mockery: "Thank you for your efforts in helping me obtain these Martial God demonic cores and tokens. I'm truly grateful."
"You—"
The others were furious but could do nothing except attack even more frenziedly.
Ye Chen smiled lightly, easily evading the attacks of these young Martial Gods. He stretched out a large hand, grasping the void itself, gathering all the flesh and blood of the Hundred-Legged Centipede together. Then, with a sudden shake, brilliant golden holy flames flickered, actually refining the centipede flesh. Large amounts of blood energy evaporated, turning into nothingness.
Finally, lying in Ye Chen's palm was a crimson, crystalline Blood Pill, about the size of a thumb, from which surging blood energy fluctuations could be felt.
However, Ye Chen sighed softly, shaking his head slightly: "After all, too much life essence was lost. What remains is less than half of what it once was. What a pity."
But the others were red-eyed with envy, deeply aware of the importance of this Blood Pill. It contained the true life essence of a Martial God great demon. Even if a Martial God powerhouse consumed it, it would be greatly beneficial—delaying lifespan to some extent, enhancing blood energy, and even increasing cultivation.
Unfortunately, all of this had fallen into Ye Chen's hands, leaving the five young Martial Gods both helpless and furious, their killing intent growing stronger.
However, Ye Chen suddenly abandoned these young Martial Gods and instead turned to deal with the Martial God great demons, intending to obtain all the tokens to open the Divine Spirit treasure.
With a swish, he appeared before the Crocodile Dragon. Simple and direct, his Glazed Golden Body shimmered with immortal golden radiance between his fingers and palm as he slashed downward.
With a loud boom, the Crocodile Dragon roared in pain. Its pitch-black scales could withstand attacks from Martial God Dao Weapons without shattering, but under Ye Chen's palm blade, they were easily split apart, even shattered in many places. Flesh and blood flew, revealing a hideous, terrifying gash deep enough to see bone.
However, the Crocodile Dragon, after all, was a Martial God great demon with True Dragon blood flowing through its veins. Over the long years, it had not lost as much life essence as the other Martial God great demons. Now, its bloodline awakened, raging violently. Its crocodile tail swept toward Ye Chen, the void seeming about to collapse under the terrifying force.
Ye Chen advanced to resist. His palm blade traced a beautiful arc of golden light, accompanied by an extremely terrifying force that severed the entire Crocodile Dragon tail, blood spurting out.
The Crocodile Dragon roared wildly, going berserk as it desperately attacked Ye Chen.
Meanwhile, the five young Martial Gods seized the opportunity to attack, unleashing Martial God beams of light, wantonly assaulting him. But Ye Chen remained utterly calm, displaying astonishing techniques. He actually manifested several massive golden flood dragons that entangled the Crocodile Dragon, dragging its enormous body with a swish as it rapidly shifted sideways, evading the attacks of the five young Martial Gods. While moving, he continuously struck.
Boom, boom, boom—
He unleashed thirty-six consecutive punches, each possessing the force of ten thousand jun, capable of shaking mountains. All landed on the Crocodile Dragon, forcefully shattering scale after scale, flesh and blood flying continuously, demonic bones cracking one after another.
This was Ye Chen's terrifying power. After the thirty-sixth punch landed, the Crocodile Dragon let out a final painful roar before completely exploding, flesh and blood separating. Ye Chen swiftly obtained its demonic core and token, then refined a Blood Pill.
This scene shocked everyone. The five young Martial Gods felt their hearts racing uncontrollably. Ye Chen's strength was simply too terrifying, beyond imagination.
At the same time, the Silver-Horned White Tiger roared once before dying, strangled to death by the demonic flood dragon. All its demonic bones were broken, and it didn't even use its Breath of Ice.
This was because the Silver-Horned White Tiger had long since lost its vitality—injured by Yang Shaoqi, severely wounded by Ye Chen, and having lost too much life essence. In contrast, the demonic flood dragon, due to its True Dragon bloodline, had not lost much. Moreover, having previously devoured over twenty crimson sand scorpions, it had recovered some vitality, making it stronger than the Silver-Horned White Tiger.
The third token fell into Ye Chen's hands. As for the Martial God demonic core and the Blood Pill that would have been refined from the Silver-Horned White Tiger, they were devoured by the demonic flood dragon. Its aura instantly grew terrifyingly stronger, its demonic might shaking the world and causing hearts to tremble.
This scene was startling. Ye Chen's imposing aura had grown even more formidable than before.
The five young Martial Gods seemed to realize the seriousness of the situation. They no longer focused on attacking Ye Chen but instead actively assaulted the remaining Martial God great demons, beginning to compete for tokens and demonic cores, even attempting to refine Blood Pills themselves.