In truth, reaching the level of the Longevity Sword God, a peak Great Power, made him extremely difficult to kill. Even though Ye Chen had used a secret technique to boost his power to the early stage of the Sixfold Heaven, and as a Chaos Young Supreme, possessed the heaven-defying combat power to challenge higher realms and slay enemies across levels, unleashing his fearsome Chaos Three Styles, it was still somewhat unrealistic to expect to kill the Longevity Sword God.
However, under the Myriad Realms Style, even the Longevity Sword God was caught off guard. Bombarded by the shadows of countless worlds, he was severely wounded, appearing disheveled as drops of Dao blood continuously fell. Gone was his previous aloofness and arrogance that looked down upon the world. He stared coldly at Ye Chen, his eyes filled with boundless killing intent.
"Ancestor!" The twelve Great Powers of the imperial clan spoke up, their voices tinged with surprise.
"As expected of a peak Great Power, truly hard to kill."
Although he had anticipated this, witnessing it firsthand, Ye Chen still sighed inwardly at the strength of such a supreme Great Power. The Chaos Three Styles were techniques he had truly created after twenty-five years of enlightenment, combining countless divine abilities, spells, and various profound principles. Their power, while perhaps not yet comparable to his most powerful and still-unperfected Universe Creation, was nonetheless terrifyingly immense.
The fact that just three styles had drained his vast and endless Chaos divine energy spoke volumes.
Moreover, he had unleashed them after boosting his power to the early Sixfold Heaven level, increasing their potency significantly. Yet, they still failed to kill the Longevity Sword God. Although the other's aura was weakened, it clearly remained long-lasting and undying, not truly harming his foundation. This further demonstrated the point.
The Longevity Sword God was too powerful.
To the extent that Ye Chen even began to doubt: was the other truly just a peak Great Power?
"Good, good, good. What a fine Battle Saint King. You have truly surprised this venerable one." The Longevity Sword God did not look at the twelve imperial clan Great Powers, his gaze still fixed on Ye Chen as he uttered three consecutive 'goods'. However, anyone could hear the boundless, vast killing intent saturating his words, causing the entire Star Sky to instantly grow many times colder.
"To be able to wound this venerable one, to make me bleed, that is indeed your capability. But this time, this venerable one is enraged. Who can save you now!"
The Longevity Sword God coldly shouted, then raised the Three-foot Green Blade in his hand. Boundless radiance from his body merged into the sword, causing the blade to immediately become sharp and exposed, vibrating to the point of tearing apart the fabric of space and time, as if about to completely shatter it. Then, it slashed directly toward Ye Chen.
This sword strike was fast to the extreme, surpassing common sense and reason, as if it could sever time itself. Unstoppable, it descended from above toward Ye Chen, utterly unavoidable.
Boundless sword intent completely enveloped Ye Chen. The sharpness and terror of the sword energy were such that even an indestructible body like the Chaos Saint Body was sliced open with countless wounds large and small, bleeding profusely.
Ye Chen stood motionless, his face pale, yet his gaze remained calm, seemingly fearless. Even though this sword strike was terrifying enough to slay a Super Great Power, it did not cause him the slightest bit of fear.
Suddenly, however, he smiled, a brilliant, radiant smile. "Oh? Do you truly believe you can kill me?"
"No one can save you!"
The Longevity Sword God snorted coldly. Yet, that divine sword, carrying boundless killing intent, swept down from above and blasted toward Ye Chen below.
"What if it's me!"
Suddenly, an indifferent voice rang out. Right in front of Ye Chen, a seemingly aged figure abruptly appeared. With white hair and a youthful face, he naturally carried an air of immortal grace. It was none other than the Mystic Dao Elder, who had somehow already broken through the imperial clan's heavenly curtain and entered.
At this moment, the Mystic Dao Elder's silver hair was loosely scattered like a hanging galaxy. A pitch-black divine bell shot out from above his head, wrapped in dark light, and positioned itself horizontally before him, just barely blocking Ye Chen in front. It then met the Longevity Sword God's sword strike in a violent collision.
Boom—
The collision of two supreme Great Powers unleashed a terrifying might that could truly shake the heavens and earth, and stir the cosmos. Boundless celestial light shot out and exploded in all directions, like one divine light dragon after another roaring, shaking the nine heavens.
Whoosh—
The Star Sky shattered, the myriad heavens cracked—a scene of unimaginable terror.
The two separated in an instant, and all the destructive power was directly drawn away, channeled into the endless spatial turbulence where it erupted and dissipated.
During this time, the Mystic Dao Elder also retreated with Ye Chen behind him, whooshing back outside the imperial clan's heavenly curtain.
"Master!"
Abenue exclaimed in alarm, flashing to Ye Chen's front. Seeing her master's face pale and bloodless, her enchanting features filled with worry, she took out the Super Great Ability Treasure Pill Ye Chen had previously bestowed upon her and offered it. "Master, your divine energy is severely depleted. Consuming this Super Great Ability Treasure Pill will allow for rapid recovery."
Ye Chen glanced at Abenue, slightly moved. Without refusal, he immediately consumed it. The Super Great Ability Treasure Pill instantly transformed into a vast surge of divine energy, flooding through his limbs and bones. His nearly exhausted divine energy recovered greatly, and a touch of color returned to his pale face.
"Mystic Dao!"
Simultaneously, the Longevity Sword God stared icily at the suddenly appearing Mystic Dao Elder, his gaze cold enough to freeze the Star Sky. Pointing his Three-foot Green Blade from afar, boundless sword energy swirling, he said coldly, "Do you truly believe I fear you?"
"Enough talk. If you wish to fight, then fight." The Mystic Dao Elder also sneered, displaying equal forcefulness.
If you wish to fight, then fight!
Four simple words were enough to convey everything.
Seeing the Mystic Dao Elder so forceful, the Longevity Sword God also felt a slight chill. However, this was the territory of the Nine Colors Imperial Clan, and the Battle Saint King had turned the entire Nine Colors Imperial Clan upside down. Naturally, they could not let him escape under any circumstances. Moreover, both being peak Great Powers, who was truly weaker than the other? He thus snorted coldly, "Since that's the case, I shall see just how strong you, this seventy-thousand-year myth who never became an Ancient Monarch, truly are."
These words clearly contained sarcasm, mocking the Mystic Dao Elder, this so-called living myth, for never stepping into the realm of Ancient Monarchs in his entire life.
Yet, the Mystic Dao Elder's expression did not change in the slightest. The pitch-black divine bell, as if forged from abyssal black gold, was interwoven with countless large and small black-gold divine patterns. It floated in his palm, emitting a dark light—deep and profound, yet not demonic, much like his Myriad Dao Incineration.
Boom—
Suddenly, the Mystic Dao Elder took the initiative to attack. He took a step forward—just one step—yet traversed the vast sky, arriving before the Longevity Sword God in the blink of an eye. He summoned the pitch-black divine bell, which rapidly enlarged like an eternally indestructible demonic mountain striking out, shattering the surrounding Star Sky in all directions.