The two collided, and everything vanished into nothingness. The light sphere was suppressed and sealed by the pitch-black great cauldron, seemingly because Imperial Son of Southern Palace had been slightly careless, suffering a minor setback.
However, how could such an Imperial Son easily suffer a loss? With a thought, the light sphere exploded, unleashing a terrifyingly formidable power. Even the pitch-black great cauldron could not withstand it, shattering on the spot. Yet, it managed to completely block the destructive force of the light sphere, preventing it from spreading too far.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Immediately after, the two engaged in close-quarters combat.
Both possessed incredibly rich combat experience. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged hundreds, even thousands, of blows. Various divine abilities and dao techniques flowed freely from their minds. Even though none were their truly powerful ultimate arts, in the hands of Emperor Sons and Daughters-level Heaven's Pride, they could unleash world-shaking might. Brilliant light shimmered, dao marks overflowed, grinding the void to dust.
To the untrained eye, the battle here seemed ordinary. Only those who had reached the pinnacle of Great Power, that half-step Sovereign level, could truly sense how fearsome the danger within was, capable of annihilating ordinary Great Powers in an instant.
Finally, the two separated.
Qin Wushuang stood unmoving like a mountain, his aura soaring like a rainbow, bathed in golden light as if he were a deity.
But Imperial Son of Southern Palace was not so fortunate. His complexion was slightly pale, his figure somewhat unsteady. Though he did not fall, a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. Clearly, he had been slightly inferior in this exchange, ending up at a disadvantage.
This scene shook everyone who witnessed it. The Qin family of the Emperor Clan and many human race Heaven's Pride and talents cheered, applauding Qin Wushuang's strength—even an Imperial Son was no match for him.
The various Emperor Sons and Daughters, Immortal Dao Descendants, and Strongest Young Supremes all narrowed their eyes slightly.
Qin Wushuang said, "The Battle Saint is invincible in close combat. Even an Imperial Son cannot compare."
Imperial Son of Southern Palace's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but he had to admit it. The reason he was inferior was that the other party's Saint Body was simply too powerful. It was even stronger than his own Imperial Son divine body, which possessed the purest imperial bloodline power. He simply could not gain the upper hand; instead, he was at a disadvantage and slightly injured.
Of course, Qin Wushuang could not harm him too much either. He could only rely on the close-quarters invincibility of his Battle Sacred Body to gain a certain advantage.
Moreover, neither harbored any intention of a life-or-death battle. Therefore, the divine abilities and dao techniques they employed were not their most formidable. If it were a fight to the death, it would be a different story altogether. Whether Qin Wushuang could maintain the upper hand would be hard to say.
The Battle Saint was peerlessly strong in close combat, but Emperor Sons and Daughters-level Heaven's Pride possessed the teachings and legacies of ancient Great Emperors. They were by no means simple.
However, after this battle, Qin Wushuang also slightly reined in his sharp edge. He realized these Emperor Sons and Daughters, Immortal Dao Descendants, and Strongest Young Supremes were not to be trifled with. In the past, when facing his peers, even the strongest few, he could often completely suppress them within ten moves. But now, after clashing thousands of times, he had only gained a slight upper hand. Moreover, it was only by leveraging the close-quarters invincibility of his Battle Sacred Body that he made Imperial Son of Southern Palace bleed slightly—hardly a serious injury. He understood their fearsomeness.
Yet, precisely because of this, he yearned even more to continue fighting.
As a Battle Saint, born for battle, Qin Wushuang hoped to spar with more supreme experts, constantly tempering himself, constantly progressing, constantly growing stronger.
After this battle, Qin Wushuang established his status as a Strongest Young Supreme, not inferior to Emperor Sons and Daughters or Immortal Dao Descendants. His aura surged dramatically. Just as he was about to seek his next opponent, his heart suddenly trembled.
Just a moment ago, he inexplicably sensed a special yet familiar aura—an aura of resonance. The moment it appeared, he could clearly feel the Battle Saint blood flowing within his body begin to boil uncontrollably. There was excitement, a sense of resonance, similar to when he first achieved his Battle Sacred Body and faced the Wushi Monarch, though this feeling was even more intense.
Whoosh—
Qin Wushuang abruptly looked towards the human race experts below the Wushi Monarch, his gaze especially landing on Ye Chen. He could sense this resonant aura originated from this young man with a faint moon mark between his eyebrows. It felt very familiar, yet also carried a sense of strangeness, leaving him puzzled and somewhat confused.
"Who are you?" Qin Wushuang inquired, his gaze sharp, making it difficult for others to meet his eyes directly.
Boom—
Ye Chen said nothing. Instead, a golden, brilliant blood energy erupted from his body, steaming through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, shaking the world. Yet, amidst the golden brilliance, there were also wisps of primordial Chaos Qi, an aura unmatched as he met Qin Wushuang's gaze.
For the first time, shock appeared in Qin Wushuang's eyes. "You are a Battle Saint?"
Ye Chen nodded slightly. "Indeed, I am."
The entire Emperor Hall watched with bated breath. Two Battle Saints had met here—a rare sight.
Including the Wushi Monarch on the main seat, three Battle Saints, rarely seen in a single era, had now appeared.
The shock in Qin Wushuang's eyes quickly receded. He could sense the other's blood energy; it was undoubtedly that of a Battle Saint. This could be felt through the Saint Body's origin. However, the other's blood energy was also quite peculiar, actually containing primordial Chaos Qi, as if it were even more extraordinary than the Battle Sacred Body.
But being able to encounter another Battle Saint here, Qin Wushuang's eyes blazed with extremely intense battle intent. "Care for a fight?"
Belonging to the same Battle Saint lineage, Qin Wushuang also wanted to prove his true invincibility, to be the strongest Battle Saint.
Hearing this, Ye Chen was slightly taken aback and also wore a bitter smile. Was this considered infighting within the Battle Saint lineage?
This Qin Wushuang wasn't challenging all those Emperor Sons and Daughters, Immortal Dao Descendants, and Strongest Young Supremes, but instead wanted to attack him, a fellow Battle Saint.
The Wushi Monarch, however, remained silent, simply smiling all along.
Many people were momentarily stunned before adopting a spectator's mindset, watching the two sides.
But Ye Chen refused. "Apologies, I do not wish to fight."
Hearing Ye Chen's refusal, after his initial surprise, Qin Wushuang frowned, displeased. "As fellow Battle Saints, we should charge forward fearlessly, unafraid of anything. Yet you dare not face my challenge. Are you worthy of the title 'Battle Saint'?"
Ye Chen's brows furrowed slightly. The human race experts also felt displeased with this Qin Wushuang who was wantonly provoking. Since he had already declined the challenge, to provoke repeatedly was impolite.
Moreover, many people vaguely guessed the reason behind Ye Chen's refusal, especially among the humans, who secretly shook their heads.
Although both were Battle Saints, Ye Chen was also the unprecedented Chaos Saint Body, a Chaos young generation's supreme. Even Emperor Sons and Daughters and Immortal Dao Descendants were no match for him; some had even been suppressed or slain by him. Naturally, Qin Wushuang could not be an exception.
If they truly fought, Qin Wushuang would likely be defeated in front of all his Qin family clansmen, losing face. This was also why Ye Chen refused the battle.
Ye Chen looked towards the Wushi Monarch.
The Wushi Monarch remained smiling, offering no response, but gave an almost imperceptible nod in secret.
Ye Chen understood. This Qin Wushuang was strong, indeed, but somewhat arrogant, believing that becoming a Battle Saint made him invincible under heaven, unaware that there were heavens beyond heavens and people beyond people.
The Wushi Monarch wanted him to make a move, to somewhat suppress Qin Wushuang's rampant arrogance.
After a long while, Ye Chen finally let out a soft sigh. "Very well, I accept."