Within the Supreme Ancient Tower, Ye Chen ignored the passage of time, earnestly studying the four Emperor Scriptures.
A full half-month passed before he had finished reading through all four Emperor Scriptures, a sigh of admiration escaping from the depths of his heart.
Although they were from an opposing ancient universe, with a sea of blood and deep hatred between them, he had to admit that every Ancient Great Emperor was the greatest existence in the world. Their Emperor Scriptures were compilations of the essence of their Emperor Dao, containing each Great Emperor's understanding of the Great Dao, from shallow to profound. Cultivating step by step could allow one to comprehend the Heavenly Dao and reach the realm of creation.
This was especially true for the four Emperor Dao forbidden chapters. Each one was created by an Ancient Great Emperor after exhausting countless years, representing the absolute essence of the Emperor Dao, enough for Ye Chen to contemplate for a long, long time.
Although this brief half-month of contemplation was only for reference, it still benefited Ye Chen greatly. His cultivation also increased slightly, though he remained at the late-stage of the seventh heaven, unable to take that final step.
However, his improvement had been somewhat too rapid recently, making further advancement in a short time rather difficult.
Afterwards, Ye Chen began cultivating the Sun Scripture gifted to him by the Sun Sovereign.
Just as the Sun Sovereign had said, the Sun Great Dao was created by the Tai Sheng Emperor in ancient times by splitting his comprehension of chaos in two, bestowing one part upon the Sun Sovereign. Ye Chen's cultivation of it was twice as effective with half the effort.
In less than half a day, he had achieved success. In an instant, his entire being erupted with boundless sunlight, a thousand times more dazzling than the sun itself. Every movement was accompanied by vast solar essence capable of incinerating everything.
The majestic solar divine might swirling around him was probably even more powerful than that of the Sun God.
Chaos could be divided into two: Supreme Yin and Supreme Yang, the two polar opposites of Yin and Yang. Combined, they became chaos.
Ye Chen used chaos to evolve the Supreme Yin Dao. Instantly, the solar divine flames swirling around him vanished, replaced by the emergence of pitch-black netherflames—the flames of Supreme Yin. Yet, they held not a trace of heat; on the contrary, they were filled with extreme cold.
However, Ye Chen frowned. The Supreme Yin Dao he had evolved was always far inferior to the Sun Dao, lacking its perfection, its flawlessness, filled with many imperfections.
He sighed inwardly. Indeed, he had been arrogant. He wanted to rely on himself to evolve the Supreme Yin Dao, then combine Supreme Yin and Supreme Yang to accelerate the digestion of the chaos comprehension left by the Tai Sheng Emperor and the Ni Qiang Great Emperor. But he had fallen short.
The Sun Scripture was an esoteric principle created by the Sun Sovereign after contemplating the Sun Dao for countless years. Profound and unfathomable, it belonged to the great perfection Sovereign Dao. How could the Supreme Yin Dao he, a mere Great Power, evolved in a short time compare?
In the future, if he encountered the Night Sovereign and obtained the Yin Scripture, that would be the proper path.
At the same time, Ye Chen summoned the Chaos Cauldron, which had swallowed the flesh, blood, and bones of many Emperor Sons and Daughters, containing the mysteries of their Emperor Bloodline Power.
With a hum, several divine bodies of Emperor Sons and Daughters surged out from within the cauldron, flowing with divine light. Astonishingly, they had autonomously reassembled and restored themselves due to the Emperor Bloodline Power.
Ignoring the extremely ugly expressions of the four Emperor Sons and Daughters, Ye Chen began studying the Emperor Bloodline Power within their bodies.
Slicing open their skin, blood immediately welled forth. Each drop resembled the most resplendent blood diamond, flowing with a vivid crimson light.
Within the blood, vivid and dazzling chains of order constantly flickered into view, so extraordinary, so eye-catching, that divine light erupted from Ye Chen's eyes as if he were witnessing the greatest mystery between heaven and earth.
Suddenly, a thought arose in Ye Chen's mind. He extracted a series of blood drops from the Brahman Emperor's Son, letting them flow between his fingers and palm, then activated the Emperor Scripture of the Brah Emperor Clan.
With the aid of the Chaos Great Dao, he could practically perfectly activate the Emperor Scripture of the Brah Emperor Clan.
Abruptly, the blood of the Brahman Emperor's Son blossomed with strands of Dao Mark radiance. The Emperor Bloodline Power contained within slowly revived, manifesting more runes and chains of order that resonated with each other, allowing Ye Chen to observe them even more clearly.
Ye Chen was greatly shaken. A terrifying conjecture suddenly struck his heart. If this were the case, perhaps he could more directly explore the bloodline mysteries of the Brah Emperor Clan. In the future, when dealing with the Brah Emperor Clan, he could handle them better, knowing the weaknesses of the Brah Great Emperor.
Simultaneously, he took control of the Brahman Emperor's Son's body and activated the Brah Emperor Scripture. Immediately, the terrifying pressure of the Brah Emperor Clan manifested.
Repeating this cycle, over ten days passed before Ye Chen raised his gaze, having also gained great benefits.
This period of seclusion had also allowed him to reach the peak of the seventh heaven, on the verge of breaking into the eighth heaven, becoming even stronger.
Continuing to imprison the four Emperor Sons and Daughters within the Supreme Ancient Tower, Ye Chen returned to the divine hall. Suddenly, he smiled lightly, his entire being relaxing as he decided to spend some time with those around him.
The sun and moon shifted, time flew by, and soon several more days passed in the blink of an eye.
The one-month deadline had arrived.
On this day, all eyes were watching, countless people paying attention.
It was the day for the transaction of Emperor Sons and Daughters between the human race and the alien races.
Ye Chen appeared early at the Ascending Heaven Tower, arriving alone. His white clothes were whiter than snow, his sleeves fluttering, black hair drifting in the wind, possessing an ethereal, transcendent aura.
He seemed no longer the Battle Saint King who suppressed Emperor Sons and Daughters and slew Emperor Sons, but rather an elegant, worldly young master.
The world marveled. The Battle Saint King had fought his way to an invincible posture. Daring to come alone to transact Emperor Sons and Daughters with the four imperial clans—what peerless, magnificent bearing! Who could compare?
In fact, his very existence made all imperial clans and immortal clans wary. Many human imperial clans backed him, and the Sun Sovereign was his senior brother. Anyone who wanted to move against him had to weigh the consequences carefully.
Ye Chen stood alone atop the Ascending Heaven Tower, seeing below the presence of powerful experts from the Brah Emperor Clan, Maha Emperor Clan, Moro Emperor Clan, and the Hua Imperial Dynasty. With his hands clasped behind his back, he spoke, "I have arrived. Why have you not appeared? Are you unwilling to transact the Emperor Sons and Daughters?"
Below, the experts from the four imperial clans soared into the sky, coldly stating, "Battle Saint King, please wait a moment. We are not the important figures transacting with you. They are on their way."
The sun reached its zenith. A full half-day passed, yet the so-called important figures from the four imperial clans coming for the transaction still had not appeared. This scene left countless people in the Ascending Heaven Ancient Capital stunned.
Were the four imperial clans unwilling to transact the Emperor Sons and Daughters?
However, many observant individuals understood clearly. This was clearly deliberate on the part of the four imperial clans, intentionally making the Battle Saint King wait to demonstrate their initiative.
Because of the Emperor Son Feast during this period, the prestige of the alien races in the Ten Heavens Ancient Domain had plummeted, with countless people gossiping behind their backs. The root cause of it all was the Battle Saint King.
The alien races felt stifled and furious. Naturally, they now wanted to declare to the world that the alien races still held absolute initiative.
What struck them as strange, however, was that the Battle Saint King, who had always appeared domineering and forceful, seemed not the least bit angry, still silently waiting atop the Ascending Heaven Tower.
This scene made the four imperial clans sneer inwardly.
So what if he was the Battle Saint King? He still had to wait for them. And did he dare not hand over the four Emperor Sons and Daughters?
Time quietly flowed on once more.
As the sun set in the west, at dusk, suddenly, massive Domain Heaven Gates appeared in the sky—four of them. The powerful experts from the three alien imperial clans and the Hua Imperial Dynasty had arrived.
Leading them were God King-level figures from each major imperial clan, profound as abysses, majestic as mountains. Behind them, they brought numerous imperial clan experts as they descended.