"Never expected that the defeated one actually managed to escape."
As Ye Chen's words rang out, heaven and earth fell silent.
Whether it was the human race side or the All Heavens Forces side, even the Quasi-Monarchs engaged in battle nearly halted their movements, all turning their shocked gazes toward Ye Chen. That sense of astonishment was utterly impossible to conceal.
Although there had been speculation, hearing it spoken from Ye Chen's own mouth still felt so profoundly shocking.
A dignified Quasi-Monarch had actually been defeated by the Battle Saint King.
Heavenly Peng Demon Monarch's expression was also unpleasant, his eyes flickering with complex emotions as he coldly snorted, "Battle Saint King, don't think you truly defeated this Monarch. It was merely a momentary lapse on my part. Do you truly believe you possess such capability?"
Yet the implication was an indirect admission, making people all the more astounded by the Battle Saint King's supreme invincibility.
Only seventeen short years had passed. How could the Battle Saint King have become so powerful?
This point was utterly unbelievable no matter how one looked at it.
Back then, no matter how strong the Battle Saint King was, he could hardly match a Quasi-Monarch. Yet now, after a mere seventeen years, he had soared to the heavens, reaching such heights. Even among the Emperor Sons and Daughters of the All Heavens and the Immortal Dao Descendants, he was probably peerless in the world.
"Hahaha—"
Qin Wu, who was battling the Star Sky Quasi-Monarch, couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh heartily.
Even though he had long been wounded in the great battle, his battle armor stained with blood, he now exuded a powerful, imposing aura. With a wave of his hand, he shattered many of the evolving stars. Qin Wu declared, "Who says my human race is in peril? With the Ancient Monarchs not appearing, even if all your All Heavens Forces join forces, you are merely on par with my human race."
His words carried a powerful confidence, greatly boosting the morale of the human race side and causing the morale of the All Heavens Forces to plummet sharply.
Indeed, with the addition of Ye Chen, the three Giant Divine Soldiers, and others, the number of Quasi-Monarch level existences on the human race side was basically equal to that of the All Heavens Forces. Even if the three Giant Divine Soldiers were somewhat inferior in true terms, they could absolutely hold the line.
Below the Quasi-Monarch level, with the appearance of the human race's Ten Great Emperor Sons and Daughters, each could match multiple Divine Kings, offsetting this disadvantage.
Below the Divine King level, they were not even worth worrying about.
The various powerhouses of the All Heavens Forces all wore ugly expressions, especially the dozen or so Quasi-Monarchs. They had never expected the human race side could reverse this disadvantage. When they looked at the Battle Saint King, their killing intent was utterly unconcealed.
Because the Battle Saint King's rise was simply too fast. Although he was not yet a true Quasi-Monarch, in terms of combat power, he was not the slightest bit weaker. He had even severely wounded the Heavenly Peng Demon Monarch, qualifying as a Quasi-Monarch level powerhouse.
He was probably truly invincible even among the Emperor Sons and Daughters of the All Heavens and the Immortal Dao Descendants. It was just unknown to what level the Divine Emperor Son, Chu Shenjun, and other peerless Divine King geniuses from back then had grown after years of seclusion.
Could they compare to the Battle Saint King?
They had no such confidence.
Nor did they have the confidence that, by the time other Emperor Sons and Daughters and Immortal Dao Descendants emerged from seclusion, the Battle Saint King might have advanced further, becoming a true Quasi-Monarch. At that point, who could possibly oppose him?
If this youth was not killed, in the future, the hopes of other Emperor Sons and Daughters and Immortal Dao Descendants competing for the 'Supreme One' Immortal Fate would be very slim.
"Everyone!"
Ice Monarch spoke up. The other Quasi-Monarchs understood his intent, all locking onto Ye Chen, their killing intent surging.
They were preparing to take action to kill this youth, to strangle him in the cradle of his growth.
"Want to kill the pride of my human race? Don't even think about it!"
Qin Wu coldly snorted. He took a step forward, arriving before Ye Chen. His martial will pierced through the thirty-three layers of heaven, towering above all, wantonly pervading the air. He could be called a peerless Martial God.
Although not a Battle Saint, he was also a body-refining Quasi-Monarch, so powerful that even an old, powerful Quasi-Monarch like the Star Sky Quasi-Monarch, whose inner world had transformed over ninety percent, could hardly gain much advantage. He could be called a powerhouse among Quasi-Monarchs.
He naturally stood on Ye Chen's side, his gaze icy cold.
Di Qiong, Xiao Ding, Cang Lan, and the other eight Quasi-Monarchs of the God-Slaying Legion naturally did the same.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The three Giant Divine Soldiers also returned behind Ye Chen. Though they uttered no words, an overwhelmingly formidable aura still slowly emanated from them.
At this moment, a full thirteen Quasi-Monarch level existences of the human race stood united. This lineup was far beyond imagination.
"Now the number of Quasi-Monarchs on both our sides is the same. Do you still wish to continue this battle?"
Xiao Ding spoke. In the past, he had been like an aging Lian Po, his blood energy declining day by day. But later, the Formless Monarch personally intervened, using his Saint Body's blood energy to cleanse his meridians and invigorate his blood. Considering the dangerous situation of the human race, he had also consumed many medicinal spirits.
Now, even though he had not returned to the peak of his prime, his blood energy had flourished considerably. He was still an old Quasi-Monarch.
The thirteen Quasi-Monarchs of the All Heavens Forces also wore extremely grave expressions. They too had not expected that under such circumstances, the human race could reverse the disparity at the highest level of Quasi-Monarch powerhouses, achieving parity.
At this moment, a Quasi-Monarch from the All Heavens Forces, one with three heads and six arms, looked toward the void of the outer realms and said indifferently, "You few, do you still intend to remain hidden at this point? Previously, when the human race was inferior to us, you could refrain from acting. But now that is not the case. Moreover, the Battle Saint King has grown to this step, capable of opposing Quasi-Monarchs. Are you truly at ease allowing him to continue growing? If he truly reaches that step, are you certain there will be any Emperor Son or Daughter, any Immortal Dao Descendant in this world who can restrain him, who can check and balance him?"
"The final 'Supreme One' Immortal Fate will most likely fall into the Battle Saint King's hands."
As his words fell, that area of the outer realm void remained silent.
Yet all on the human race side suddenly felt their hearts grow heavy.
Sure enough, there were still powerhouses among the All Heavens Forces who had not yet appeared.
After a full moment, space suddenly twisted violently. From within, one figure after another stepped out. Each figure made no attempt to conceal the aura on their bodies, shaking the starry sky. They were all unmistakably Quasi-Monarchs.
There were imperial clan Quasi-Monarchs, immortal clan Quasi-Monarchs, and even Quasi-Monarchs who had risen from the Ten Heavens Ancient Domain.
A full seven Quasi-Monarchs appeared.
At this moment, almost over half of the Quasi-Monarchs from the entire Ten Heavens Ancient Domain had come.
It must be understood that not every imperial clan or immortal clan possessed a Quasi-Monarch. Such powerhouses were basically in their respective ancient universe's imperial clan headquarters, cultivating in seclusion, hoping to break through to Ancient Monarch as soon as possible.
The appearance of the seven Quasi-Monarchs was like seven heavenly suns hanging in the sky, causing the sun, moon, and stars to pale in comparison, drawing immense attention.
They all nodded slightly toward the Quasi-Monarchs of the All Heavens Forces side and said, "Agreed."
A single, simple word represented their decision.
The appearance of the seven Quasi-Monarchs, added to the original thirteen, brought the total to a full twenty, completely and overwhelmingly crushing the human race side.