On the ancient stone throne, the human-shaped light cluster, after having its blood-colored armor pierced by Wu Han's arrow, saw the radiance enveloping its entire body dim many times over.
Yet its divine might remained. The blood-colored armor clanged and hummed, and it brandished its blood sword, cleaving out streaks of crimson sword light that swept through the assembled powerhouses.
Numerous trialists were sent flying by the sword light. Had they not immediately crushed their spirit talismans, these crimson sword beams could have easily slain them.
At this moment, the Quasi-Kings of the four super forces arrived. Each stepped upon the void, erupting with formidable Dao pressure. Wielding four Martial God Dao Weapons, they continuously stimulated them, unleashing beams of Martial God light that attacked the human-shaped light cluster like lightning.
Moreover, with the help of numerous trialists, waves of True Yuan power slashed out, blotting out the sky and earth, all directed at the blood-armored guardian on the stone throne. It was unstoppable.
Roar—!
The blood-colored armor let out a furious roar. The sonic force spread out, deafening, causing many trialists to be blasted away, bleeding from all seven orifices, a pitiful and shocking sight.
However, the human-shaped light cluster was clearly nearing its limit. The radiance covering its body flickered and dimmed, as if it could extinguish at any moment.
"Increase the attacks!"
Yang Shaoqi shouted loudly. Numerous attacks swiftly bombarded the human-shaped light cluster.
Strangely, the blood-armored guardian did not dodge at all. It merely sat there motionless, allowing the attacks to land, which was puzzling. Otherwise, it would never have been harmed so easily.
Boom—!
Finally, the human-shaped light cluster shattered, leaving behind the armor, the blood sword, and even the Dao-mark divine bottle containing the Great Dao Blood, all falling onto the stone throne, making everyone's eyes turn red with greed.
"I forgot to mention one thing," the white-haired Divine Spirit suddenly spoke, a seemingly mocking smile on his face. "To obtain the Great Dao Blood, one must sit on this throne for the time it takes an incense stick to burn. Endure that, and the Great Dao Blood belongs to that person."
This condition made many feel the urge to curse out loud. It was clearly a death sentence. Who could possibly achieve that? Even a true Martial God sitting there, subjected to attacks from all these powerhouses, would be slain.
Yet, helplessly, to obtain the Great Dao Blood, this was the only way.
"Friends, assist me in ascending the throne. Afterwards, I will surely give each of you a drop of Great Dao Blood. How about it?" Yang Shaoqi transmitted his voice to the other Quasi-Kings, making a request.
The Great Dao Blood contained at least five or six drops. Even after giving one to each helper, two or three would remain, along with the Dao-mark divine bottle, the blood armor, and the blood sword. It was definitely a profitable trade.
Yang Shaoqi knew this, and so did the others. They all sneered coldly. No one agreed.
For a moment, all the Quasi-King super powerhouses became wary of each other, no longer maintaining their alliance stance.
Yet at this moment, Fairy Caiyun stepped through the void and made her move. An astonishing, transcendent power wafted from her, an intangible Dao ripple spreading out, sweeping aside several people as she charged forward.
"Seeking death!"
The Quasi-King super powerhouses naturally did not want Fairy Caiyun to obtain the Great Dao Blood, even though this woman was exceedingly mysterious, even capable of rivaling Ye Chen.
The five, wielding their Martial God Dao Weapons, immediately launched an assault, attacking Fairy Caiyun together.
Her expression beneath her veil was unknown, but with a soft sigh, a strange and mysterious Dao law force manifested. The four beams of Martial God light shooting towards her simply dissipated into thin air. No one knew what method she had employed.
Only Ye Chen was startled, suddenly recalling a type of Dao law power known as the most mysterious and terrifying, reputed to be akin to 'words becoming law.' Could this woman also have mastered it?
But shock aside, Ye Chen could not allow Fairy Caiyun to obtain the Great Dao Blood, as it was also vitally important to him.
He charged forward himself, his entire body erupting with blazing golden divine radiance that exploded outwards, blotting the sky, before he made his move.
Seeing it was Ye Chen, Fairy Caiyun's gaze turned icy. She shouted, "Ye Chen, I yielded to you earlier. Are you so ungrateful as to insist on opposing me?"
Ye Chen sneered. "Yielded to me? Ridiculous. Do I need your yielding?"
The two directly clashed, both displaying their true, peerless might. In that instant of collision, the void seemed about to tear apart, Dao light filled the sky. This clash was even more terrifying than an ordinary collision between Martial Gods.
The dilapidated ancient hall seemed on the verge of being completely shattered. The impact was too intense; the hall trembled as if about to collapse, a rumbling roar echoing between heaven and earth.
The two young powerhouses stood facing each other, neither gaining the upper hand, as both were too powerful to decisively suppress the other. However, Ye Chen had seized the initiative and was closer to the stone throne, causing Fairy Caiyun to let out an involuntary cold snort.
Swish—!
Ye Chen soared into the air. His agile form shot across the sky like a dragon-leopard, erupting with layers of intangible force that sent the young powerhouses vying for the throne flying away. In an instant, he landed upon the stone throne.
The blood armor, the blood sword, and even the Great Dao Blood instantly fell into Ye Chen's hands.
But before he could fully settle, in the next moment, a Hundred Strong Trialist seized the opportunity to appear, launching a flying kick—a vicious crotch shot, extremely underhanded.
This action instantly enraged Ye Chen. Since when did anyone dare treat him like this? His expression darkened. With a simple, direct slap that shook the void with a boom, he directly pulverized this Hundred Strong Trialist into a bloody mist. Even the ghostly light of the spirit talisman, capable of blocking a Martial God's strike, was as fragile as a bubble, shattered in one blow.
This scene made everyone's hearts tremble with fear. It was too terrifying. With just a single slap, a Hundred Strong Trialist was directly reduced to bloody pulp. The spirit talisman's ghostly light, which could withstand a Martial God's attack, was as fragile as foam, destroyed in one strike.
Ye Chen's strength had already surpassed the realm of ordinary Martial Gods. He was invincible; who could contend with him?
Ye Chen sat upright on the stone throne, looking down from a high position like a supreme emperor overlooking his subjects. His icy voice rang out: "If you don't want to die, don't come up. Otherwise, don't blame me for unleashing a massacre."
Although Ye Chen's tone was forceful and arrogant, almost everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Ye Chen was too strong, worthy of being the Unrivaled King. A Hundred Strong Trialist had been instantly pulverized into a bloody rain with a single slap. Just how powerful was he? It forced everyone to reassess his strength.
However, not everyone was terrified. Some still harbored hostility, like Yang Shaoqi, Li Sheng, Long Tenghua, Wu Han—these Quasi-King powerhouses from the super forces. They all held the posture of Quasi-Kings, wielding their respective Martial God Dao Weapons, confronting Ye Chen from a distance.
On another front, Fairy Caiyun also faced Ye Chen from afar. She said, "Ye Chen, you are strong, but I advise you to let go. Otherwise, there will be unimaginable consequences. You must understand this."
A cold smile curled at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth as he swept his gaze towards Fairy Caiyun. He spoke softly, "Are you threatening me?"
Fairy Caiyun neither confirmed nor denied it. "You may think so."
Ye Chen laughed—brightly, yet icily. The aura emanating from his body became even more terrifyingly profound, like a peerless great demon god. He looked coldly at Fairy Caiyun and crooked a finger. "Come here. I promise I won't beat you to death."
This contemptuous, disdainful attitude made Fairy Caiyun's gaze turn heavy. Although this youth's strength was indeed formidable, he was too arrogant, daring to look down on her like this.
But the next moment, she calmed down. Her figure became elusive, and she actually retreated, no longer advancing, which puzzled people.
Yet at this very moment, Yang Shaoqi and the other Quasi-King super powerhouses from the four super forces, leading numerous trialists, launched a joint attack. They intended to swarm and assault Ye Chen—the most fearsome attack, born of killing intent.
A full hundred-plus True Yuan attacks surged forth together, aimed at Ye Chen, enough to kill any Martial God.
Boom—!
It was only the first wave of attacks, yet the ancient hall trembled. Bound by the condition for obtaining the Great Dao Blood, Ye Chen could not dodge. As formidable as his Human Yuan Golden Body was, he even detonated golden blood yuan to buffer the attacks, but he was still injured. A strand of brilliant golden blood was coughed from the corner of his mouth, extremely conspicuous.
All this worried the Thirteenth Prince and the others greatly, but they were powerless, as others blocked them, preventing them from intervening.
Soon, the second wave of attacks arrived immediately, even including attacks from the four Quasi-Kings wielding Martial God Dao Weapons, surpassing the first wave in intensity.
This time, Ye Chen coughed up more golden blood, which delighted his attackers. The strongest Ye Chen, in order to obtain the Great Dao Blood, subjected to attacks from so many powerhouses, had finally been injured. But what was worrying was that he was too strong. Even after enduring such fierce attacks, his injuries were only this extent, inspiring awe and fear.
If not for the Great Dao Blood, they would never dare attack him.
But soon, Ye Chen became enraged. A terrifying aura erupted from him, sweeping through the ancient hall. His icy voice exploded: "Very well. Since you wish to die... then I hereby sentence you to death!"