Boom—
The merciless voice exploded like a thunderclap from ancient times, rumbling and echoing within the Longevity Sword God's divine sense sea, so close at hand.
Ye Chen hadn't been seen opening his mouth; it was merely divine sense transmission, and thus extremely fast.
Moreover, the two brilliant, blazing beams of light shot from Ye Chen's opened eyes solidified like substance, carrying absolutely powerful divine soul force, like a great hammer heavily striking the Longevity Sword God's consciousness sea. A sharp pain, a buzzing sound, and a momentary daze appeared.
At this moment, Ye Chen had already awakened, even recovering from a deep state of secluded cultivation and enlightenment. Facing the momentarily stalled fatal sword strike above his head—that sword formed by the manifestation of various supreme God King Spirits, their unparalleled supreme powers fusing and intertwining—this strike, if it landed, could absolutely slay a Seven Tribulation Super Divine King. Even if it were him from seventeen years ago, he might not have been able to react and block it in time, and would have been severely wounded. At such close range, his divine soul might even have been cleaved.
Unfortunately, times had changed. He was no longer the self from seventeen years ago.
A trace of cold amusement appeared on Ye Chen's face. "Is this your so-called supreme sword strike?"
He shook his head. "Before my eyes, it's nothing more than this."
As he spoke, he had already made his move. He merely extended a sword finger, within which a three-foot sword shadow faintly appeared, seeming hazy, carrying chaotic light, like a Chaos Emperor Sword.
The moment this Chaos Sword Shadow appeared, numerous God King Spirits vaguely manifested, but vanished in the next instant, transforming into the most fundamental Chaos aura. The instant it manifested, it carried an unparalleled, peerless aura, gently meeting and violently colliding with the Longevity Sword God's strongest sword strike.
Boom—
It was as if two meteors had collided, but the power of this collision was far greater, countless times more powerful, enough to cause a small half of the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum to collapse.
For this was, at the very least, the supreme collision of two Super Divine Kings, its power far exceeding imagination.
But Ye Chen stamped his foot. Surging Chaos mist rapidly churned and boiled around him, enveloping a thousand-zhang radius, actually directly dissipating all destructive power, preventing the most terrifying destructive force from spreading.
At the same time, a shocking scene unfolded.
Ye Chen's hastily manifested Chaos Sword Shadow actually swished and cleanly severed the Divine King Heavenly Sword that had accompanied the Longevity Sword God his entire life—so easily. The various God King Spirits accompanying it disintegrated and vanished with swishing sounds.
On the severed section of the divine sword, the Longevity Sword God's horrified expression was vaguely reflected, as if unable to believe this scene.
"Die."
Ye Chen's Chaos sword swished and pierced into the center of the Longevity Sword God's brow. Instantly, a bloody hole appeared.
The Longevity Sword God fell backward, the horrified expression on his face never ceasing, as if even in death he couldn't believe all this had happened—that his assassination attempt had failed and he had been killed instead!
The Longevity Sword God, a figure of the Nine Colors Imperial Clan, had fallen!
This scene also deeply shocked the other eight Divine Kings. The Longevity Sword God, powerful enough to be a Seven Tribulation Super Divine King, had executed his strongest sword strike, yet had still been counter-killed.
Just how powerful had the Battle Saint King become now?
Below, Ye Chen soared into the sky and then landed high in the firmament, standing at the same height as the eight Divine Kings. But for some reason, the eight Divine Kings all felt that even at the same height, the Battle Saint King opposite them seemed vaguely to be looking down from above, like a supreme being from the Ninth Heaven gazing down upon them with disdain.
Boom—
Boom—
Boom—
At the same time, the three Giant Divine Soldiers arrived behind Ye Chen. Their intangible auras permeated the air, making the eight Divine Kings' hearts race with fear, for this was absolutely a terrifyingly powerful lineup.
"This is bad. The Battle Saint King has awakened and counter-killed the Longevity Sword God, proving his combat power is at least within the Eight Tribulation Divine King realm. There are also three mysterious experts; although their auras are obscure, they likely aren't inferior to Super Divine Kings. Earlier, the world phantom projected by my World Heaven Eye could hardly block them," the World-Creating Divine King spoke, his expression grave.
The other seven Divine Kings nodded, all looking very serious.
But Ye Chen didn't look at them. Instead, his gaze was profound, looking upward at the nine Divine Kings holding Emperor secret treasures to form an array, creating nine great suns that radiated unparalleled, ultimate Yang aura, enveloping the entire sky above the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum.
He also saw that below the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum, nine massive bright moons had appeared. In contrast, they radiated ultimate Yin and cold aura—the Nine Yin.
The Nine Yin and Nine Yang combined, forming a vast grand formation that completely enveloped the entire Heaven-Fall Mausoleum, actually moving it, rushing toward the direction of the Emperor World's gate.
Ye Chen saw the Ten Human Emperor Sons and Daughters battling the Heavenly Roc Demon Monarch, and saw the human army on the human pass fortress fiercely fighting the great army gathered from the forces of the Myriad Heavens—a conflict even more intense than the final battle against the alien race years ago.
At this moment, endless killing intent surged from the depths of his eyes.
After a long while, he finally uttered a sentence: "Those not of our race are bound to have different hearts!"
"Since you, the various races of the Myriad Heavens, dare to invade our human race, today you shall pay the heaviest price!"
Boom—
At this moment, the most terrifying supreme aura erupted from Ye Chen's body, overwhelming heaven and earth, surpassing all previous displays. Vaguely, the entire Heaven-Fall Mausoleum seemed to tremble. Myriad layers of supreme tombs shook, mountains and valleys quaked, fearsome and boundless.
Even the eight Divine Kings opposite him changed expressions drastically, feeling a suffocating aura.
All because the aura emanating from the Battle Saint King was too powerful, making them tremble.
Ye Chen spoke to the Dark Heaven Giant Divine Soldier behind him: "You go support our human Emperor Sons and Daughters. The other two, hurry to the human pass fortress."
"Yes!"
Although they were puppets, they still retained the divine souls of their original masters from back then—only their true spirits had been extinguished. Upon hearing the command, they acknowledged and directly shot into the sky, rushing outside the Heaven-Fall Mausoleum to support the human Emperor Sons and Daughters and the human army struggling to hold on at the human pass fortress.
"Little Moon!"
The Corpse Devouring Insect Emperor rushed out from the Immortal Pond. Although forcibly awakening from deep seclusion had caused severe injuries, he had recovered considerably within the pond. Now, he landed beside Ye Chen, ready to fight side by side.
Corresponding divine sense fluctuations transmitted from the others within the Immortal Pond, all wishing to join the battle.
But Ye Chen stopped them. "It's fine. I alone am enough!"
"Arrogant!"
Although they all knew the Battle Saint King's current cultivation must have risen to an unimaginable realm, for just one person to face all eight of them... They must remember that each Divine King was no weaker than the Longevity Sword God, and some, like the World-Creating Divine King, were even stronger, having reached the Eight Tribulation Divine King level.
Such a terrifying lineup gathered from Super Divine Kings would make even a Nine Tribulation Divine King extremely grave and not necessarily dare to say one person alone was enough to handle it. For the Battle Saint King now to claim he alone was sufficient was simply the height of arrogance.
The World-Creating Divine King even stood with his hands behind his back, his third World Heaven Eye twitching as if ready to open at any moment and release a complete world.
"Arrogant?"
Ye Chen smiled faintly, with a thick, mocking amusement. Then his figure moved, swishing as he directly charged into the formation of the eight Divine Kings.