Although the wound had been repaired under the operation of the Saint Body Regeneration Technique, becoming flawless once more, it still caused Qin Wushuang's expression to darken slightly.
His own Battle Sacred Body was actually inferior in a head-on collision; his fist had been shattered to pieces, while the other party had merely suffered a torn tiger's mouth. The difference in strength was clear at a glance.
Within the Imperial Hall, the clansmen of the Imperial Clan Qin Family were also in an uproar upon seeing this scene. The invincible Battle Saint Qin Wushuang was actually inferior to an outsider Battle Saint in a head-on battle. Although he hadn't truly been defeated yet, it was still shocking.
For a long time, Qin Wushuang had been the symbol of invincibility among the younger generation of the Imperial Clan Qin Family. He was a Battle Saint, a disciple of the Wushi Monarch, and also the one upon whom countless members of the Qin family placed their great hopes, expecting him to ascend to the level of that heaven-defying, peerless Sovereign of Formlessness in the future.
Qin Wuxiang! Qin Wushi!
Qin Wushuang!
The three Battle Saints who emerged from the Qin lineage were all of the 'Wu' generation.
Wuxiang, Wushuang—two very similar names. Wasn't this precisely the Qin family's hope that Qin Wushuang would become another Sovereign of Formlessness, leading the Imperial Clan Qin Family back to a position of glory?
One could imagine the extent to which the Imperial Clan Qin Family valued Qin Wushuang.
Now, he was actually inferior to an outsider Battle Saint, leaving countless members of the Imperial Clan Qin Family unable to believe it. Many prodigies of the younger generation felt their faith somewhat crumbling.
However, the powerhouses from the various Imperial Clans, Immortal Clans, and Mythical Imperial Domains felt this scene was only natural. Because Ye Chen's strength, especially his Chaos Saint Body, surpassed all Imperial Sons and Daughters, Immortal Dao descendants, and the strongest young supremes. He was truly invincible among his peers and cultivation level. Even the Battle Sacred Body was somewhat inferior.
Although Qin Wushuang's expression was somewhat unsightly, it quickly smoothed over, replaced by a boiling battle intent that grew even more intense within his heart. He let out a loud laugh: "What a fine Battle Saint King you are. You are indeed strong. I never expected your Saint Body to be even stronger than mine. But what just happened was merely the opening act. Now let me witness whether your strength meets the standard in my heart!"
Heaven-Shaking Palm! Severing Heaven Finger!
Heaven-Suppressing Seal!
With his first move, he unleashed three great Battle Saint Arts, terrifying and peerless. Clearly, Qin Wushuang had no intention of hiding his strength, planning to defeat Ye Chen from the outset with the most domineering means.
"Three great Battle Saint Arts unleashed! Lord Wushuang intends to end this quickly!"
"Lord Wushuang is peerless in the world. Although that person is also a Battle Saint, he should not be Lord Wushuang's match."
"That's hard to say. Both are Battle Saints, not inferior to others. Lord Wushuang is strong, but to defeat another Battle Saint King, I'm afraid it will likely require considerable effort."
"Let's just watch!"
"I believe Lord Wushuang will remain invincible. Once the Battle Saint Arts are unleashed, he is unmatched among his peers and cultivation level!"
Among the many Heaven's Pride prodigies of the Imperial Clan Qin Family, discussions arose in waves. However, many held blind faith in Qin Wushuang, for he was the number one of the younger generation of the Imperial Clan Qin Family, both in the past and now!
Even if Ye Chen was also a Battle Saint, he could not possibly be a match. At most, there would be a fierce battle.
The previous defeat in the close-quarters Saint Body battle would ultimately be completely reversed. The invincible Qin Wushuang would return to his peak position in the subsequent fight!
"You are at the Eighth Heaven of the Great Power realm. I will not bully you!" Ye Chen said, actively suppressing his own cultivation to the Eighth Heaven of the Great Power realm. Facing the opponent's three Battle Saint Arts, he smiled inwardly. He was already intimately familiar with such Battle Saint Arts, able to command them as easily as his own limbs. He executed them, softly chanting: "Since you employ Battle Saint Arts, I shall do the same!"
Left hand: Heaven-Shaking Palm. Right hand: Severing Heaven Finger. From the center surged the Heaven-Suppressing Seal, transforming into a thirty-three-story-high Heaven-Suppressing Pagoda, directly colliding with Qin Wushuang's Battle Saint Arts.
Boom—
Two Battle Saints clashing, moreover using Battle Saint Arts—the terrifying might of that collision caused the entire fabricated battle realm to violently tremble, nearly collapsing.
This was only because the Wushi Monarch later intervened, adding a strand of Monarch power. Otherwise, it truly might have already crumbled.
Within, boundless golden light and chaotic light exploded, overwhelming the heavens and earth, inundating the entire battle realm.
Yet the two Battle Saints at the center were so conspicuous they could not be truly submerged, remaining prominent in sight.
Ye Chen's figure trembled violently, coming to a halt. But Qin Wushuang's three Battle Saint Arts completely collapsed. His entire person was sent flying backward like a kite with its string cut, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood—golden Saint Blood. His eyes held a look of shock.
How could this be?
He, the invincible one, the invincible Battle Saint, had actually been defeated in a close-quarters battle!
If it were merely the previous Saint Body Golden Body combat technique, that would be one thing. But now, even his most proficient Battle Saint Arts had been defeated.
The members of the Imperial Clan Qin Family were especially shocked. The invincible Battle Saint Qin Wushuang had actually been defeated, and moreover, defeated by another Battle Saint, squarely bested by the opponent's Battle Saint Arts. This was simply something unimaginable in the past.
However, the various powerhouses from the Imperial Clans, Immortal Clans, and Mythical Imperial Domains were not surprised. Someone who could even slay Imperial Sons and Daughters and Immortal Dao descendants defeating an Imperial Son-level Heaven's Pride in a head-on battle was quite ordinary.
Boom—
Ye Chen strode forward with the bearing of a dragon and tiger, his entire body bathed in resplendent chaotic light, myriad layers of ancient chaotic energy enveloping him. He took large steps forward, arriving before Qin Wushuang, and said indifferently: "Even a Battle Saint dare not claim absolute invincibility. You must know that in this world, there is always a higher heaven beyond the heavens, and a man beyond the man. Do not presume yourself invincible under heaven."
Qin Wushuang roared: "No! I don't believe you could defeat me so easily!"
His entire person soared up once more, again unleashing Battle Saint Arts, operating them to their utmost limit, exploding with boundless destructive power as he struck toward Ye Chen's chest.
But Ye Chen coldly said: "Stubborn and unyielding. You have confined yourself within the invincibility of a Battle Saint for too long. I will make you understand what true strength is!"
As a Chaos young supreme, he no longer needed to rely as closely as before. Now, as he attacked, stepping forward, it was not with Battle Saint Arts, but with the Chaos Three Styles he himself had created—
Heaven-Breaking Style! Void-Nothingness Style!
Myriad Realms Style!
The Chaos Three Styles versus the three peerless divine abilities of the Battle Saint Arts!
Boom—
Finally, the fabricated battle realm also completely collapsed. Everything within was enveloped in light of destruction. However, under a ball of light flicked out by the Wushi Monarch's sleeve, none of it scattered. Otherwise, this destructive power would absolutely be enough to cause even Divine King-level figures to perish and their Dao to dissipate.
Within, a figure covered in blood fell from the collapsing fabricated battle realm, its entire body dripping with brilliant golden blood.
Looking at its appearance, who else could it be but Qin Wushuang?