The ten young generation's supremes at the forefront were blasted away. Three of them were smashed to pieces, while the other eight suffered severe injuries.
Striking first had achieved an excellent effect.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
However, the other young generation's supremes all rushed towards Ye Chen with a whoosh, their combat power erupting. Under their combined assault, the vast starry sky became utterly terrifying. Even Ye Chen's expression changed drastically, sensing a powerful life-and-death crisis.
"Primordial Beginning!"
Ye Chen shouted, unleashing the Time-Space Emperor Technique of the Time-Space Great Emperor, attempting to reverse all attacks. The River of Time flowed backward.
Yet, the combined attack of over twenty young generation's supremes was incredibly powerful. Even a peerless powerhouse at the Ninth Tribulation Realm would likely be smashed to pieces if struck. The Primordial Beginning Emperor Technique was not omnipotent; it could not completely reverse the attacks, only slightly pause them all, briefly halting time and space for three breaths.
This was the heaven-defying nature of the Primordial Beginning Emperor Technique and Ye Chen himself. Otherwise, if other young generation's supremes used it, how could they stop time and space for three breaths? Half a breath would already be remarkable.
Ye Chen's face paled. Using the Primordial Beginning Emperor Technique to reverse such a large area came with powerful backlash acting on his body, causing blood to trickle from the corner of his mouth.
However, he remained domineering and forceful. Relying on the brief three breaths, he flashed past in the blink of an eye. His speed was so fast it seemed to transcend common sense and reason, piercing through time and space. He descended before the nearest five young generation's supremes, his combat power instantly soaring to its peak. Then, he unleashed the three great Battle Saint divine abilities: Severing Heaven Finger, Shaking Heaven Hand, and Suppressing Heaven Seal, swiftly slaying three young generation's supremes.
Subsequently, he also unleashed the Chaos Three Styles: World-Creating Style and Void Style, successively slaying two more young generation's supremes.
Boom!
Almost simultaneously, the terrifying attacks of the various young generation's supremes landed, striking the position Ye Chen occupied three breaths ago, utterly shattering it. However, Ye Chen had long since left and had successively slain five young generation's supremes, achieving glorious results.
If this news spread, it would surely shake the cosmos.
This was the strongest young generation's supreme. This was the Chaos Young Supreme. In a short moment, he had forcefully slain eight young generation's supreme-level combatants. It must be said that Ye Chen was too powerful, slaying young generation's supremes of the same level as if slaughtering dogs.
Yet, Ye Chen showed no trace of excitement. Although these were young generation's supremes from various races, they were merely Imprints, possessing young generation's supreme-level combat power but lacking corresponding intelligence and great flexibility. That was why they were slain so easily, one with each move.
If real young generation's supremes came, even ordinary ones, it would be somewhat difficult for Ye Chen to slay them one with each move.
Moreover, those few moves had consumed a tremendous amount of Ye Chen's divine power. At the very least, over half of his Chaos divine energy was expended.
One must know that each move and style earlier surpassed a hundred ordinary moves, hence their terrifying nature.
Fortunately, Ye Chen was a Chaos Young Supreme, his divine power far exceeding that of other great powers of the same level. Otherwise, if other young generation's supremes tried to unleash such divine energy-draining, fearsome divine abilities and secret arts, who knows if they could even execute them.
However, after forcefully slaying eight young generation's supremes, twenty-seven remained, still a terrifying combat force. Ye Chen's expression turned grave.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The remaining twenty-seven young generation's supremes all attacked simultaneously. That utterly terrifying combat power descended all at once, completely annihilating the starfield as they sought to blast Ye Chen to death.
Ye Chen had no choice but to engage. He executed the World-Traversing Secret Art, a heaven-defying movement technique created by the Sovereign of Sovereigns, Formless Sovereign. Layers of world phantoms appeared, and Ye Chen seemed to shuttle through the myriad realms of the heavens, untouched by the myriad techniques like a leaf not clinging to his body.
Furthermore, a pair of Immortal Phoenix Divine Wings grew from his back. These were the innate divine form of Gu Changsheng, the strongest prodigy of the Ancient God Palace on the Ancient God Continent of the Ancient Emperor Realm, now forcefully manifested by Ye Chen. He also employed the Mythical Roc movement technique, with time flowing beneath his feet. Combined, these allowed Ye Chen to avoid all divine ability bombardments without a scratch, instead appearing ethereal and illusory, shuttling with ease.
Simultaneously, Ye Chen erupted with full force. His aura instantly climbed to its utmost limit, his combat power boundless. The Five Elements Great World, Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram, Human King Seal, Immortal-Slaying Style, Mountain-Embracing Seal, Spirit-Sword Finger, Four Extremities Connecting to Sage Style, and all other divine abilities were unleashed together, with Emperor Technique profundities also being applied.
Facing so many young generation's supremes at once was a first even for someone as powerful as Ye Chen, and he felt immense pressure.
With a whoosh, the Chaos Supreme Body also appeared, fighting alongside him. Attacking from both sides greatly dispersed the pressure.
The battle was incredibly intense. Ye Chen and the Chaos Supreme Body attacked together, combat power erupting, primordial Chaos Qi continuously exploding. He successively unleashed the Chaos Three Styles: World-Creating Style, Void Style, and Myriad Realms Style. The Ten Heavens divine nature halo appeared, augmenting himself.
At this stage, the Ten Heavens divine nature halo also displayed unimaginable power. His entire body shone brilliantly, condensed into one, even exuding a peerless immortal aura as if connecting to the primordial Immortal Realm, channeling the vast Chaos universe, setting him off like an immortal descending to the mortal world.
Moreover, light shone from between his brows. The Chaos Saint Soul figure, dignified in appearance, formed hand seals and techniques, radiating boundless chaotic light as it charged forth, wielding the Nine-Colored Immortal Heaven Bell.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Without a doubt, these Imprints of young generation's supremes from various races were divine soul Imprints, possessing corresponding fearsome attacks and being very powerful. Even ordinary young generation's supremes coming to face them would likely be killed, their divine souls blasted to destruction.
Even Ye Chen had to frown, not daring to be careless. Raising the Chaos Great Cauldron and the Nine-Colored Immortal Heaven Bell, he weaved through the battlefield, displaying matchless divine soul power. In the subsequent time, he arduously slew the young generation's supremes of various races. Even someone as powerful as him continuously splattered blood, his blood accompanied by chaotic light.
Finally, after a fierce battle lasting a day and a night, Ye Chen completely blasted thirty-five young generation's supremes from various races to death. He also shed Supreme blood, was nearly smashed to pieces, and was even cut in half at the waist once.
Ye Chen sat cross-legged before the ancient gate. The bones and tendons throughout his body crackled like thunder, deafening. Blood energy steamed, submerging the starfield, accompanied by primordial Chaos Qi that enveloped him. Countless phenomena appeared, showing how extraordinary he was.
Only after a full half-day did Ye Chen fully recover.
This was no simple injury; it had damaged his foundation. After all, it was the attack of thirty-five young generation's supremes from various races. Moreover, later on, an even more bizarre situation arose: these young generation's supremes could transform, making physical attacks ineffective. Only divine soul attacks could harm them, making the battle even more difficult.
Simultaneously, he looked towards A'beinu in the distance, who was locked in fierce combat with the Dragon Clan young generation's supreme.