"Chaos!"
Ye Chen was wreathed in Chaos Qi. As a Chaos young generation's supreme, he was enveloped in countless layers of primordial Chaos Qi, interwoven with blazing Chaos laws. He forcibly decomposed over half of the terrifying Divine King's attack. The remaining attack, though still powerful, could not inflict much effective damage on Ye Chen, who possessed the Chaos Saint Body, merely forcing him back hundreds of miles.
Simultaneously, the Chaos Great Cauldron also appeared, accompanying Ye Chen's figure like a shadow. Man and cauldron together struck at Cang Qingyang, engaging in a great battle against this powerful Divine King Supreme One.
Boom—
In this collision, Cang Qingyang also suffered a setback; neither side gained the upper hand.
Especially Ye Chen's Chaos dao techniques, which were truly peerless, capable of dissolving various Great Dao laws, reverting them to their most fundamental forces, making it impossible to attack him to the greatest extent.
Chaos was indeed supreme!
"Seeking death!"
Seeing that he couldn't subdue Ye Chen for so long, Cang Qingyang was also enraged. A force of Divine King Great Dao Origin power manifested in his hand. The vast power of the Cang Tian Great Dao circulated, as if it were the heavens themselves, a massive palm pressing down to suppress Ye Chen.
That great hand seemed like the hand of the heavens, instantly covering the vast firmament, descending from the sky, seeking to annihilate everything.
"Divine King Qingyang is using his Divine King Great Dao Origin power!"
In the distant sky, some powerful figures who had not yet left were all astonished upon seeing this. Ye Chen, still at the ninth heaven, had actually forced Cang Qingyang to use his Divine King Great Dao Origin power. This was equivalent to using the power of his origin inner world—both were trump cards.
Once this happened, the Divine King's combat power would also suddenly increase by a notch.
One could imagine how monstrous Ye Chen was.
"Divine King Great Dao Origin power!"
Ye Chen's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not retreat. He executed the Heaven-Shaking Hand from the Battle Saint Art, carrying an intent to defy the heavens, and clashed with it. With a deafening boom, a difference in strength ultimately existed, and he managed to withstand the might.
Heaven-Severing Finger!
He then unleashed a second move of the Battle Saint Art. A thick finger materialized, crushing the sky as it pointed towards that heavenly great hand. Finally, amidst an explosion that seemed to shatter the heavens, both slowly crumbled and dissipated.
At the same time, Cang Qingyang's figure descended like lightning. Every move he made trembled with Divine King Great Dao Origin power, far more powerful than before—not just by a little. Even the Chaos Great Dao found it difficult to dissolve much of it, as that Divine King Great Dao Origin was extremely condensed.
Boom—
Ye Chen was directly sent flying, as if struck by lightning, blasted across the sky, and heavily slammed into a fragment of a continent, which then completely shattered.
Whoosh—
Ye Chen shot into the sky, standing once more in the vast heavens, though his figure was slightly disheveled, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. This was the first time in recent years he had been so disheveled against a peer.
Cang Qingyang was unwilling to let Ye Chen go and continued his assault, attacking again and again, constantly striking out, engaging Ye Chen in fierce combat. However, the difference in combat power was laid bare. Clearly, Ye Chen at the ninth heaven was currently no match for Cang Qingyang.
This was the manifestation of the combat power of a Divine King-level Supreme Heavenly Pride, far beyond what ordinary Divine Kings could compare to.
Thus, Ye Chen was sent flying by Cang Qingyang time and again. Each time, due to the supreme indestructibility of his Chaos Saint Body, he only spat out a little blood from the corner of his mouth, yet he charged forward again and again, seemingly fearless of death, constantly engaging in head-on collisions.
Everyone shook their heads. Cang Qingyang was already invincible as a Divine King. Did the Battle Saint King still intend to continue proving his own invincible reputation, constantly charging forward to collide? It was purely a suicidal act.
Only they did not understand that at this moment, Ye Chen's two Chaos Saint Soul infants had already merged. His essence, energy, and spirit were elevated to their peak, even entering a state of emptiness and clarity. In each head-on collision, he also felt Cang Qingyang's Divine King Great Dao Origin up close each time, as if a Divine King was comprehensively demonstrating for him the various forms of the Divine King Great Dao Origin.
Moreover, this Divine King Great Dao Origin had just been condensed and completed, not yet fully perfected, still leaving traces to follow. This allowed Ye Chen to perceive all aspects of the Divine King Great Dao Origin more clearly, giving him great insight.
Ye Chen had naturally felt the Divine King Great Dao Origin of other Divine Kings before, such as Yu Qing and the five Divine Kings of the Bright Emperor Domain. However, without exception, they were all complete and perfect. Wanting to perceive them always felt like there was a barrier; the sensation was vague, like viewing the moon through fog.
But now, with Cang Qingyang, he could feel it more clearly because Cang Qingyang's Divine King Great Dao Origin was not yet completely perfected and complete, allowing for a more intuitive perception.
"So this is what the Divine King Great Dao Origin is like..."
The repeated collisions were precisely to more comprehensively perceive the Divine King Great Dao Origin. So-called Emperor Scriptures or Immortal Scriptures on how to condense the Divine King Great Dao Origin were far less clear and understandable than experiencing it firsthand.
By this time, Ye Chen had basically grasped his opponent's Divine King Great Dao Origin.
"It should be about time!" he murmured to himself.
Boom—
Once again, Ye Chen's figure was sent flying. After shattering another continent fragment, he did not shoot into the sky, nor did he wipe away the increasingly abundant Chaos blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. Instead, he stood on the continent fragment on the verge of disintegration, raising his head to gaze at the lofty Cang Qingyang.
Cang Qingyang looked down from above, his Divine King majesty fully displayed. "Battle Saint King, surrender. Losing to me is no disgrace for you. Hand over the method of becoming the strongest young generation's supreme, and I will let you leave."
Had the Battle Saint King finally been defeated?
Many of the powerful figures from the various Emperor Clans, Immortal Clans, and Mythical Emperor Domains in the distant sky found it incredible. The Battle Saint King had always swept through everything, never suffering the slightest defeat against peers. But today, it seemed he was finally about to be completely defeated.
However, it couldn't really be called a defeat, because his opponent was a Divine King, and a Divine King-level Supreme Heavenly Pride at that, superior to ordinary Divine Kings, beyond normal reasoning. Defeat in battle was a common occurrence for soldiers.
Only Yu Qing and A Beinu watched this scene impassively. As Ye Chen's wives, they did not believe Ye Chen would lose, even if his opponent was a Divine King.
Ye Chen gazed at Cang Qingyang and slowly said, "That's right, you are indeed strong."
Cang Qingyang frowned slightly. "Do you still intend to struggle at this point? You have already lost. I do not wish to kill you."
"Don't wish to kill me? Hahahaha—"
As if hearing the biggest joke in the world, Ye Chen laughed heartily, then slowly shook his head. "You are a Divine King, I am at the ninth heaven. There is a difference of two realms. It is indeed difficult to cross that gap and defeat you. However, if the realm difference narrows, it is not impossible."
Having reached this point, Ye Chen also recognized Cang Qingyang's strength. At merely the late ninth heaven, he was indeed no match for his opponent, but that did not mean there was no way to change this situation.
Cang Qingyang's pupils contracted. "Battle Saint King, you—"
"Chaos!"
Ye Chen's hand seals suddenly transformed thousands of times. Finally, the countless layers of primordial Chaos Qi surrounding his body all abruptly withdrew into him. Immediately, the aura within his body began to rise sharply, level by level.