"But—"
The Crown Prince of Xi Kingdom was deeply shocked as to why the Jiuyan Clan Leader had been suppressed and restrained by the mysterious Master. After all, the Jiuyan Clan Leader held a supreme position on the Jiuyan Imperial Star, and this was the territory of the Jiuyan Imperial Clan, possessing unfathomably terrifying foundations. Any single person emerging from it would be enough to level the entire Xi Kingdom and possessed the ability to dominate for countless ages.
The fearsomeness of such an immortal imperial clan was rumored to be sufficient to dominate the cosmos, fearing nothing. Yet now, the dignified leader of an imperial clan had been suppressed, and right on the Jiuyan Imperial Star itself. Everything seemed so inconceivable, simply unbelievable.
However, from another perspective, this proved the terror of this mysterious Master. If even the dignified leader of an imperial clan could be suppressed and restrained, just how terrifying must he himself be?
He dared not imagine further.
Ye Chen smiled faintly and lightly flicked his sleeve. Within the Chaos Great Cauldron, eight bodies appeared—precisely the body of the Jiuyan Clan Leader that Ye Chen had previously blasted apart, along with the two Great Powers he had slain, and the five imperial clan Great Powers he had assassinated after stealing the Emperor's Treasure Small World.
The first three bodies had been reassembled by him through an inconceivable method, while the latter five Great Power bodies only had their mud-pill palaces pierced through their brows, their divine souls annihilated, yet their physical bodies remained.
Originally, they were all intended for refining into Great Power Pills, but now Ye Chen had a better method.
"Shatter for me!"
With a light shout, the eight imperial clan Great Power-level bodies were directly smashed to pieces. Chaos Dao Fire surged over, burning them, separating bone from flesh, refining their essence and discarding the dross. From each imperial clan Great Power-level body, a brilliant mass of blood surged out. Especially the one from the Jiuyan Clan Leader's Great Power-level body appeared larger, about the size of a fist, while the others were slightly smaller but still extraordinary.
These eight masses of blood were no ordinary Great Power Dao Blood. They were dazzlingly brilliant, and though each was only a single mass, they contained a terrifyingly vast fluctuation of blood qi. They also emanated a majestic pressure even Ye Chen could not match, displaying a supreme and vast might—
Emperor's bloodline!
That's right, this was the Emperor's bloodline. The Emperor Bloodline Power from the eight imperial clan Great Power-level bodies had been forcibly refined out by Ye Chen, condensed into individual blood spheres that rotated, releasing threads of imperial might.
Facing this Emperor Bloodline Power, the Crown Prince of Xi Kingdom felt the most terrifying sense of restraint, originating from the deepest part of his soul. Even his thoughts seemed unable to function, on the verge of collapse.
"The Emperor Bloodline Power is very strong. Only a Great Power can revive and activate the Emperor Bloodline Power to this extent," Ye Chen said softly, the eight masses of Emperor's bloodline rotating in his hand as if commanded by his will.
"Battle Saint King, this seat will tear you to pieces!"
The suppressed Jiuyan Clan Leader roared. His illusory divine soul avatar could only survive by relying on the mysterious silver bell, yet he could not break free. He could only watch helplessly as the Emperor Bloodline Power from his own body was stripped away.
Undoubtedly, this was the most painful thing.
For any imperial clan member, the most worthy source of pride was that trace of Emperor Bloodline Power within their body, representing their descent from a supreme Emperor. The purer it was, the higher their potential and status.
This was especially true for the Jiuyan Clan Leader. The strength of his Emperor Bloodline Power far surpassed that of other clan members by an unknown degree, and it was also the symbol of his position as clan leader.
Now that it had been stripped away, it meant that even if he reassembled his body, it would be difficult to regain that pure Emperor's bloodline, missing that credential symbolizing his identity.
"A prisoner in the dock dares to threaten me?"
Ye Chen sneered coldly, slapping a palm against the Chaos Great Cauldron. Within it, Chaos Dao Fire blazed fiercely, surging over. It was the origin Dao Fire born from the source of all things and all Daos—how fearsome, how terrifying, immeasurable. Even through the mysterious great bell, it burned the Jiuyan Clan Leader, causing him to howl in pain.
Yan Wushuang, the Crown Prince of Xi Kingdom watching from the side, was dumbfounded. He had to admit that the mysterious Master's strength was unimaginable. The Jiuyan Clan Leader had become a prisoner, had his Emperor's bloodline stripped away, and was now enduring such agony.
In his heart, the mysterious Master grew increasingly lofty and unattainable, and his reverence deepened.
Ye Chen then turned his gaze to the Crown Prince of Xi Kingdom. With a flick of his sleeve, the eight powerful masses of Emperor's bloodline floated over. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of chaotic light, containing dense, intricate chaos runes and ancient chaos qi, merging all the Emperor's bloodline into a single mass. Then he said, "Wushuang, this is the Emperor's bloodline from eight imperial clan Great Powers, including the Jiuyan Clan Leader's bloodline. I now bestow it upon you, allowing you to possess the purest and strongest Emperor Bloodline Power aside from that of Imperial Sons and Daughters. It will transform your physique and your talent. However, the process will involve immense pain, and you might even be smashed to pieces at any moment, body and soul destroyed. Are you willing?"
"This disciple is willing!"
Without the slightest hesitation or delay, the Crown Prince of Xi Kingdom decisively agreed, his bright eyes filled with determination.
"Good!"
Ye Chen also did not hesitate. He directly grabbed this merged mass of Emperor's bloodline, which was about the size of a human head, and forcefully slammed it into the Crown Prince of Xi Kingdom's body.
Boom—
Almost instantly, the Crown Prince of Xi Kingdom's body could not withstand it and was on the verge of being completely smashed to pieces.
Because this was revived Emperor Bloodline Power, and it was pure, flawless Emperor's bloodline. Just as Ye Chen had said, such a mass of Emperor's bloodline—aside from Imperial Sons and Daughters who possessed pure Emperor's bloodline—could only be possessed by third-generation descendants. It was simply not something the Crown Prince of Xi Kingdom, with his ordinary physique, could endure.
Seeing the Crown Prince of Xi Kingdom's entire body cracking, his limbs, bones, and sinews crackling incessantly, blood seeping from his pores, and his body rapidly swelling, about to be smashed to pieces.
"Condense for me!"
Ye Chen employed the Divine King Rebirth Technique he had obtained in the lower realm in the past—a peerless divine ability created by the Human King, its effects nearly comparable to the Saint Body Regeneration Technique. It allowed the Crown Prince of Xi Kingdom's body, even on the brink of complete collapse, to continuously reassemble, constantly alternating between destruction and rebirth, never truly being smashed to pieces.
However, each instance of destruction was accompanied by endless pain. Such a cycle repeating over and over—that level of pain could even make one wish for death, finding life worse than death.
Not to mention a Transformation God expert, even a Saint, or even some Heavenly Kings might not necessarily be able to endure it.
Yet the Crown Prince of Xi Kingdom's will was extremely firm. Although his face was covered in cold sweat and his sword-like brows were tightly furrowed, he never cried out once, always gritting his teeth and enduring bitterly.
Such performance naturally made Ye Chen view him in a new light. Back then, in order to achieve the Battle Saint Body, with the help of his Master Gu Yuntong, he too had been constantly smashed to pieces and constantly reborn in flesh and blood, enduring endless, cyclical pain—but it was nothing more than this.
This also made Ye Chen increasingly certain that taking on this Yan Wushuang as a disciple was the right decision.