Gai Lun was formidable, not only in his dao techniques but also in his physical body, which was sufficiently powerful. He was clearly also an Imperial Son who followed the body refinement path, having cultivated his originally extremely powerful Imperial Son Divine Body to surpass the divine bodies of other Imperial Sons, Imperial Maidens, and Immortal Dao Descendants. It could completely rival the Battle Saint Body, with blood energy like a prison, filling the entire Martial Training Heaven and Earth.
Boundless power brimmed within his limbs and bones, as if a giant dragon lay dormant within his body. Even a true Divine King would feel their heart palpitate upon facing him.
Gai Lun wielded a Giant Sword, slashing out blow after blow. Each strike contained the might to cleave heaven and earth, clashing head-on against Ye Chen. The battle was extremely fierce, causing the entire Martial Training Heaven and Earth to tremble continuously, as if it were about to collapse under the strain.
Ye Chen's fighting spirit was also aroused. With blood energy like a prison, he collided using his Chaos Saint Body, even abandoning dao and techniques to confront Gai Lun directly.
Boom—
An hour later, the battle ended. As expected, Gai Lun was defeated. The Giant Sword, forged from numerous extraordinary divine materials, bore several gashes and was nearly broken.
He was covered in blood, kneeling on one knee. The blood from his body flowed onto the ground below, staining half of the Martial Training Heaven and Earth red.
Raising his head to look at Ye Chen, whose entire figure was submerged in ancient chaotic qi like a God of War, he saw that Ye Chen had only a slight trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth. Even though he had anticipated this outcome, when it truly came to this point, he couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.
This human Battle Saint King was indeed the strongest existence. Even that physical Saint Body made him, an Imperial Son who followed the body refinement path, feel ashamed of his own inferiority.
Moreover, he knew that if the other party hadn't held back, primarily using physical attacks, with his heaven-defying combat power, he probably could have defeated him in mere moments.
No wonder he could suppress and kill Emperor Son-level figures. He was truly powerful.
"I am defeated!" Gai Lun was straightforward, without the slightest displeasure. He let out a hearty laugh, activated a healing saint technique to repair his injuries, picked up his Giant Sword, and turned to leave.
Ye Chen smiled. This Gai Lun was indeed an Imperial Son worthy of respect. He had even stood on the human race's side multiple times. Therefore, during the confrontation, Ye Chen had shielded the divine soul perception of all his own people, a sign of respect for his opponent.
A ball of light swirling with blazing radiance appeared in his hand. Within it was clearly a mass of blood, containing faint traces of imperial dao aura, beginning to revive.
"Apologies, this strand of Imperial Emperor bloodline power is somewhat useful to me. I have no choice but to take it—" He expressed a hint of regret, then his gaze turned resolute once more—
"Alright, time for the next one!"
Boom—
Soon, the second Imperial Son figure appeared, streaking through the sky to land in the Martial Training Heaven and Earth. It was the supreme Imperial Son of the Eastern Ancient Imperial Clan. The moment he appeared, he elevated his essence, energy, and spirit to their utmost limit. Blood energy surged like a dragon, divine might like a prison. Combat power no weaker than a Divine King erupted, shaking the entire Martial Training Heaven and Earth.
The Eastern Ancient Imperial Son manifested a supreme phenomenon, as if an ancient Great Emperor had been reborn. He stepped forward and engaged Ye Chen in a world-shaking great battle, displaying supreme divine abilities and even unleashing forbidden techniques...
For a long time, the Martial Training Heaven and Earth remained in a state of constant trembling. A terrifying great battle erupted almost every half day, shaking heaven and earth. Each time, countless members of the Qin Imperial Clan in the great city wondered if the entire Martial Training Heaven and Earth would be utterly shattered.
However, it withstood it every time, for it was manifested by a Worldless Monarch and was incomparably stable.
All of the human race's Strongest Young Supremes were in a state of undisturbed seclusion. Their minds, through the strand of divine soul power entrusted to Ye Chen, were experiencing each intense Emperor Son-level battle as if they were personally there. They felt the power of each Imperial Son, Imperial Maiden, and Immortal Dao Descendant confronting Ye Chen, understood their various strengths, knew themselves and their enemies, and witnessed each battle where blood light splattered.
Neither the opponents nor Ye Chen could avoid staining the Martial Training Heaven and Earth with blood.
Yet, almost every result was Ye Chen's victory, though he paid a considerable price.
To allow the human race's Strongest Young Supremes to more directly experience the various aspects of the Imperial Sons, Imperial Maidens, and Immortal Dao Descendants, Ye Chen often only used his Chaos Saint Body to contend, rarely employing the dao techniques he had mastered, and not many at that. This resulted in many battles that were nearly evenly matched, also lasting a full half day.
Often, it was only at the end that Ye Chen lifted his restrictions and used his strongest combat power to achieve an overwhelming victory.
While the human side's Strongest Young Supremes directly felt the power of the All Heavens' Imperial Sons, Imperial Maidens, and Immortal Dao Descendants, they could also sense Ye Chen's own peerless strength. His pure Chaos Saint Body alone was enough to contend head-on with his opponents without falling behind. No wonder his full power eruption could lead to an overwhelmingly one-sided situation; this was not without reason.
Of course, these were only Imperial Sons, Imperial Maidens, and Immortal Dao Descendants at the eighth or ninth heaven. If they were at the Half-Step Divine King Level or Divine King Level, even Ye Chen would find it difficult to achieve victory, remaining at a stalemate. This was also because his opponents intentionally suppressed their realms. Otherwise, if those Divine King Level Imperial Sons, Imperial Maidens, and Immortal Dao Descendants exerted their full power, Ye Chen would undoubtedly be defeated.
No matter how powerful he was, he was merely a Chaos Young Supreme who had just stepped into the ninth heaven. It was fundamentally impossible for him to defy the heavens to that extent, to slay Half-Step Divine King Level or Divine King Level Strongest Young Supremes, those peerless great enemies.
It took a full month before Ye Chen had fought against all the Imperial Sons, Imperial Maidens, and Immortal Dao Descendants of the All Heavens.
However, after a full month of consecutive battles against the strongest of his generation, even someone as powerful as Ye Chen paid a considerable price. When he left the Martial Training Heaven and Earth, his body was tattered and bloodied, with several parts pierced through from front to back, blood spurting out—a truly miserable sight.
He bore many dao wounds on his body, constantly coughing up wisps of chaotic blood. His essence, energy, and spirit were quite depleted; the expenditure of vitality was too great.
The Chaos Great Cauldron that had followed him into battle was also in a tattered state, with several large holes and even some dao weapon imprints upon it.
"Battle Saint King, thank you. We shall take our leave first!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
From within and around Ye Chen's Muddy Pellet Palace, over a dozen streams of light departed. All the Strongest Young Supremes of the human race retrieved the strands of divine soul power entrusted to him and immediately entered seclusion.
Because of this direct, immersive experience, which felt as if they themselves had confronted the All Heavens' Imperial Sons, Imperial Maidens, and Immortal Dao Descendants, the human race's Strongest Young Supremes gained many insights. They immediately entered seclusion to digest them. Without mishap, this would allow each of them to improve considerably.
After all, these were battles at the Strongest Young Supreme level, numbering seventy or eighty in total. The insights gained were far from ordinary.