Ye Chen distinctly sensed the aura of the tenth Godking Tribulation. It even appeared for a moment, shrouding the heavens above the deepest reaches of the starry sky, containing an unprecedented aura of destruction that surpassed all the Godking Tribulations he had experienced before.
Unfortunately, it vanished almost immediately, never to appear again.
His expression turned somewhat gloomy and unpleasant.
"Is it truly impossible for a Supreme Young Genius to contend with the tenth Godking Tribulation?"
Ye Chen attempted to take that step once more, but this time, he couldn't even sense the tenth Godking Tribulation. All he could feel was the aura of the Quasi-Monarch realm rushing towards him.
If he wished, he could take that next step right now and become a Quasi-Monarch—moreover, the most powerful Chaos Quasi-Monarch, utterly invincible within the Quasi-Monarch realm.
As long as no Ancient Monarch appeared, he believed no one would be his match; he could suppress all formidable foes.
Yet, Ye Chen forcibly halted, stopping his breakthrough, unwilling to become a Quasi-Monarch just like that.
Indeed, it was still too soon; he had not achieved complete success.
To draw out the tenth Godking Tribulation, he was not yet ready; he was still lacking.
"In the end, I'm still lacking. The time since I stepped into the ninth tribulation is ultimately too short—only a year has passed. My accumulation is far from sufficient. Otherwise, given a few more years, I would undoubtedly be able to fully trigger the tenth Godking Tribulation."
Ye Chen murmured to himself, possessing absolute confidence in his ability to step into the tenth Godking Tribulation.
For no other reason than because he was a Chaos Supreme Young Genius!
He then closed his eyes.
Now that he understood where his inability to fully summon the tenth Godking Tribulation lay, Ye Chen formulated a plan in his heart.
He would elevate his physical form, spirit, and Dao techniques to the absolute peak of the ninth tribulation, believing that then he could attempt it again.
Afterwards, he looked into the distance, as if seeing beyond the Emperor World. He could also sense the tense atmosphere in the Ten Heavens Ancient Domain on the eve of the storm, knowing that time was not on his side now. An even more terrifying great war was about to erupt.
"The true great war will likely erupt within two months."
Ye Chen murmured to himself, his mind stirring as his Chaos Supreme Body manifested.
Subsequently, chaos light spread, and the Chaos God King Spirit also appeared.
For an ordinary person, possessing a Dao Body with strength close to their own would already be extremely impressive. But he had two, and disregarding other conditions, their combat power was nearly identical.
However, an Ancient Monarch is also about unification. The many Divine King Great Dao origins, intents, and Divine King Spirits cultivated would ultimately dissipate, returning to the main body and transforming into the purest Great Dao laws.
Generally, by that stage, the Chaos God King Spirit would also eventually dissipate.
But Ye Chen would not allow this. The Chaos God King Spirit was an important combat Dao Body with immense utility; he could not let the Chaos God King Spirit dissipate.
Before becoming an Ancient Monarch, this point also had to be carefully considered.
Poof— Poof—
The Chaos Supreme Body and the Chaos God King Spirit also dissipated, returning to his body.
Just as he was about to enter seclusion again, at this moment, he heard the sounds of numerous human race experts arguing incessantly from a palace within the Emperor City.
Focusing his mind and listening intently, he clearly heard—
"Bad news, bad news! When the Xia Village tribe of the Eighth Heaven Ancient Domain was preparing to evacuate, they were plundered by the Blue Blood Royal Clan. Not only were all their treasures looted, but the entire tribe of a hundred thousand people was massacred. From the tribal chieftain down to infants less than three days old, all were killed."
"The Desen tribe of the Seventh Heaven Ancient Domain was massacred by a guard unit of the Bloodsucking Royal Clan. It's said all three hundred thousand tribesmen were refined into blood wine for the Bloodsucking Royal Clan. Even the tribe's chieftain, a Heavenly King of the second heaven, had his skull crushed, his cranium turned into a wine cup for a Bloodsucking Divine King to pour and drink blood wine from. These bloodsucking bats deserve a thousand deaths!"
"The Shangqiu Kingdom was attacked by the Primordial Devil Royal Clan. The entire kingdom's population of eight million all became the bloody meal of one of that royal clan's Divine King ancestors."
"The Tianmu tribe, the Banshan Sect, the Qilian Gate, the Bore Ancient Kingdom... numerous human tribes, sects, and kingdoms have similarly suffered massacres by various royal clans. Among them are the shadows of thirty-seven royal clans behind the scenes, including the Blue Blood Royal Clan, the Primordial Devil Royal Clan, the Corpse Devil Royal Clan, the Crimson Moon Royal Clan, and the Bloodsucking Royal Clan. It's highly likely they are all instigated by various Emperor Clans and Immortal Clans."
"One hundred and thirty-five of our human race's geniuses were abducted on their way to the Emperor World. All possessed the potential to become Great Powers, and eight of them even had the potential to become Divine Kings. But now they have been successively executed, their heads hung on the city gates of Donghui City, a bloody demonstration!"
...
One angry report after another kept ringing out, each often representing another piece of bad news.
Ye Chen's face instantly darkened.
During this period, before the war between the two armies erupted, the human race had urgently summoned its affiliated royal clans, kingdoms, and tribes to avoid catastrophe, calling them to take refuge within the Emperor World.
But now, someone was obstructing this, and their methods were exceedingly bloody, directly massacring tribe after tribe, sect after sect, kingdom after kingdom, leaving rivers of blood.
What was infuriating was that some royal clans delighted in human blood, treating humans like livestock, slaughtering them at will, brewing their blood into so-called blood wine, not even sparing women, children, or the elderly, massacring entire clans.
Even kingdoms with populations in the tens of millions were refined into bloody meals.
Within the Emperor World, countless human experts were enraged, wanting to go to war to seek justice for their fallen clansmen.
But currently, the human race's upper echelons did not permit rash action, because everyone knew this was deliberately done by the forces of the myriad heavens to disturb the human heart, shake their will to fight, and gradually dismantle them from the bottom up.
Moreover, it was also to lure out some of the human race's true powerhouses to appear, to ambush and kill them, severely wounding the human race.
In the Imperial Hall, a group of top-tier powerhouses from the human race's pyramid were engaged in fierce debate.
"These forces are too despicable! They don't even spare small tribes, sects, and kingdoms, massacring them all. That Primordial Devil Royal Clan even devoured eight million human lives as a bloody meal—utterly audacious!"
"I suggest dispatching a large army to receive the return of the major human forces and to punish the Primordial Devil Royal Clan, the Blue Blood Royal Clan, the Bloodsucking Royal Clan, the Crimson Moon Royal Clan, and others, to prove our human race's invincible might!"
"Wait! This is definitely a trap set long ago by the forces of the myriad heavens, precisely to lure out our human race's top powerhouses and kill them, weakening us."
"The Primordial Devil Royal Clan is one of the top three strongest royal clans among the three thousand royal clans. Without an Ancient Monarch appearing, who can truly deal with them? Rashly going would be suicidal!"
"Those royal clans have the shadows of various Emperor Clans and Immortal Clans behind them; it's not simple!"
Qin Wu, Cang Lan, Xiao Ding, Di Qiong, and numerous human Divine Kings were arguing.
Everyone was furious. Most demanded an immediate expedition to receive these human-affiliated forces or clansmen and bring them back safely. But a portion remained consistently prudent, believing they must not act rashly, though they were also considering how to receive the remaining human clansmen and bring them back to take refuge in the Emperor World.
Swish—
Ye Chen's figure appeared.
"Battle Saint King!"
All the powerhouses in the Imperial Hall looked over.
"Leave it to me. I will conduct the reception!" Ye Chen said.
Hearing this, the powerhouses were startled, then all hurriedly said, "Battle Saint King, it's too dangerous. You must not go."
The Battle Saint King was now of utmost importance to the human race; they could not let him take risks lightly.
Ye Chen said, "It's fine. If I wish to leave, even if an Ancient Monarch comes, they couldn't keep me."
With a movement of his figure, he directly left the Imperial Hall and then shot into the starry sky beyond the domain.