A flash of golden light appeared, and then the figures of the three young generation's supremes fell one by one before Ye Chen.
It was Abenue who had acted, capturing the three who had already been suppressed and sealed, throwing them down from the sky in a wretched state, covered in dust, causing the plaza in front of the Supreme Ancient Tower to tremble violently.
If not for the plaza floor being made of extraordinary materials, it would have been shattered.
Even though their cultivation had been sealed, the three young generation's supremes still possessed powerful physiques. Falling from a great height only left them in a sorry state, without any injuries, not even a scratch.
"Gulp—"
In the Trial Ancient City, numerous powerful living beings couldn't help but swallow their saliva. The three young generation's supremes, who had been high and mighty not long ago, could only be in such a wretched state now. How powerful must this Battle Saint King be?
Everyone's hearts trembled. They had all guessed wrong about the Battle Saint King's strength. He was not some incompetent coward hiding behind a woman. On the contrary, he was an existence so powerful it was indescribable.
Perhaps, just as he had said, he truly was a strongest young supreme capable of rivaling Emperor's sons and daughters.
Ye Chen stood before the Supreme Ancient Tower, his slender figure appearing incomparably majestic at this moment. The three young supremes, capable of rivaling super great powers, seemed so utterly helpless before him, easily suppressed and sealed.
He looked down from above, gazing at the three young generation's supremes before him, covered in dust and in a wretched state. The three of them immediately became terrified.
"Battle Saint King, please don't kill us!"
"Battle Saint King, we are all young generation's supremes on the Ultimate Ancient Path, in a way companions. Please don't kill us."
"We beg the Saint King to be magnanimous and spare the lives of us three!"
Although they were also young generation's supremes, having cultivated to this step was not easy, and their future growth potential was still immense. Even if they might not necessarily achieve the rank of Emperor, given their potential, they held great hope of reaching the monarch domain.
Once they reached that domain, they would be invincible Overlord-level powerhouses in the universe, standing at the very peak among the strongest in various Ancient Universes, capable of looking down upon countless powerhouses throughout the ages.
Naturally, they also felt fear, not wishing to be slain by the Battle Saint King just like this, hoping to survive.
Seeing the three young generation's supremes actually beg for mercy from the Battle Saint King, this scene left the numerous powerful living beings in the Trial Ancient City stunned. They had thought these young supremes would be arrogant and unyielding by nature, preferring death over begging the Battle Saint King for mercy, never expecting them to be so pathetic.
Calling themselves young generation's supremes, yet so afraid of death—how could they pursue the supreme Great Dao and stand at the Great Dao Peak?
The old city lord couldn't help but shake his head.
A trace of disdain flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. These people could also be called young generation's supremes? He was truly ashamed to be grouped with them.
However, Ye Chen did not strike to kill the three. Three young generation's supremes were indeed outstanding talents of their generation, possessing matchless potential and immense room for growth.
"Rest assured, I won't kill you. After all, you are young generation's supremes. Although you lack the invincible heart to press forward fearlessly, you are still rare geniuses who can be of use to me," Ye Chen spoke indifferently.
Hearing this, the three young generation's supremes also breathed a sigh of relief. The leader among them, Mo Haishen, hurriedly half-knelt and said respectfully, "Thank you, Battle Saint King, for sparing our lives. The three of us are willing to follow the Battle Saint King and serve you."
However, a thick trace of resentment flashed in his lowered eyes.
He was an invincible young generation's supreme, one of the top strongest prodigies in a Chaos Ancient Universe, with limitless future achievements. How could he willingly become another's follower?
Right now, he was only submitting under the Battle Saint King's divine might, forced to speak this way to avoid being killed. But once an opportunity arose, he would definitely seize the chance to leave this place, even seek to kill, and slay the Battle Saint King to wash away today's humiliation.
Naturally, it wasn't just Mo Haishen; the other two young generation's supremes, Zhao Tiange and Luo Guyun, thought the same.
Today's events were purely a disgrace. In the future, when they grew stronger, they would definitely erase everything about today. Otherwise, if others found out, how could they ever hope to reach the Great Dao Peak or prove their way to become Emperor?
For these reasons, while not yet strong enough, they would temporarily submit. Once an opportunity presented itself, they would strike like thunder, slaying the Battle Saint King and also erasing all ten thousand living beings in this Trial Ancient City.
No one knew about any of this.
Abenue, however, was somewhat worried. "Master, this won't do."
"Fairy, how can you speak of us three like this? After all, we are all followers; we should be united. You shouldn't exclude us like this." Before Ye Chen could speak, Luo Guyun spoke up.
Zhao Tiange also spoke, his face serious. "That's right, Fairy. The few of us are all followers of the Battle Saint King. We should be united as one. Or do you think that because we are young generation's supremes, with even greater growth potential, we will surpass you in the future and become the master's right-hand men, and you are jealous, thus excluding us like this?"
Mo Haishen spoke even more solemnly. "Fairy, please treat us three properly from now on. From now on, we are all followers of the Battle Saint King. Please do not exclude us."
However, the gazes the three cast toward Abenue were still filled with greed, and also carried a hint of deeper meaning, not much different from their looks before the battle began.
Abenue's expression suddenly turned icy, her face frosty, killing intent emerging.
But the three young generation's supremes all sneered repeatedly, convinced that Abenue wouldn't dare attack them. They firmly believed that with their potential, willing to follow the Battle Saint King, they would definitely not be rejected. Thus, they looked at Abenue with utter brazenness.
"I said, you three seem a bit too pleased with yourselves."
Just as they all thought the Battle Saint King would happily agree, they heard a clear, cold voice slowly uttered from Ye Chen's mouth.
Turning around, they saw Ye Chen looking at the three of them with an indifferent expression. His gaze was lofty, showing no trace of joy or anger on his face. Yet, for some reason, the three felt a sense of foreboding.
"Battle Saint King, what do you mean?"
The three young generation's supremes felt their hearts pounding with fear.
"Who said I would let you become my followers? Hah, did you really think that just because you're willing to follow me, I would forget the enmity from just now and happily agree?"
Ye Chen laughed, but the laughter was as cold as could be. An even more terrifying pressure emanated from him, completely enveloping the three young generation's supremes, causing their hearts to sink straight to the bottom.