Ye Chen's figure came to a halt, motionless. His brow had been torn open, and a section of icy, sharp blade protruded three inches from it, having entered from the back of his head, completely piercing through.
That was the location of the Mud Pill Palace, the very place where the Primordial Spirit resided. Once the Primordial Spirit was annihilated, not even an ancient Great Sage could save him.
"Ye Chen!"
People below the bluestone staircase shouted. Xia Yang, Long Gu'ao, Wu Yunyan, and others couldn't believe it. Just moments ago, Ye Chen had been in an invincible posture, but in the blink of an eye, his Primordial Spirit had been pierced. The shift in events was far too rapid.
"If this king truly makes a move, no one can evade my assassination. You can die by this king's hand; it is an honor!"
Behind Ye Chen stood the most mysterious Kingly figure. The mist shrouding him dispersed, revealing a glimpse of his true appearance—a cold, stern youth dressed in black, his expression sinister and terrifying, his form indistinct as if he didn't exist between heaven and earth.
However, his appearance, and that unique aura he exuded, caused many to change expressions drastically: "It's him, the King from the Myriad Bone Valley. So it's a King from that faction, no wonder even the mysterious King couldn't detect him."
Many felt Ye Chen's death was not unjust. If it were an ordinary Kingly figure, assassination would be difficult, but what was the Myriad Bone Valley? It was the most supreme assassination organization across the myriad realms.
The Myriad Bone Valley had once nurtured one fearsome, earth-shattering great assassin after another, assassinating countless major figures across the myriad realms. This even included the leaders of some top-tier great sects and the Saint Lords of immortal Sacred Lands, who had been successfully assassinated, making the Myriad Bone Valley renowned throughout the world, yet also notorious, a source of great apprehension for many factions.
Their most glorious achievement was in the ancient era when a supreme Slaughter God from the Myriad Bone Valley accepted an impossible mission: to assassinate a peerless Great Sage who shook the myriad realms.
Although the assassination ultimately failed, they still managed to wound that Great Sage. Such a record was incomparably glorious, causing countless factions across the myriad realms to tremble with fear and apprehension.
Many factions had attempted to join forces to crusade against the Myriad Bone Valley. However, this organization had always been extremely mysterious. The location of its headquarters had never been known to the world; even within the organization, only the highest-ranking leaders knew. Other members always received assassination lists through mysterious, unfathomable means to carry out assassinations of various great experts across the myriad realms.
Nevertheless, clues to various branch locations were tracked down. Top-tier great sects and Sacred Lands joined forces, working together to eradicate branch after branch, slaying numerous assassination experts, forcing this assassin organization into hiding for tens of thousands of years without reappearing.
Now, the emergence of an Assassin King signaled that this fearsome assassin organization might be re-emerging.
Even the esteemed great figures in the distance were startled. The reappearance of this assassin organization would inevitably unsettle all major factions in the world, given that sect leaders and Sacred Land masters had been slain in the past.
The other Kings were extremely wary. Every assassin from this organization was top-tier. If targeted for assassination by someone of the same rank, almost no one could defend against it. The previously invincible and peerless mysterious King was a prime example—at the peak of his divine might one moment, and pierced through the Primordial Spirit the next.
Pfft—
Suddenly, the Ye Chen on the Assassin King's three-foot azure blade dissipated, ceasing to exist. Everyone was stunned. Was he obliterated by the sweeping killing intent?
But at that moment, the other Kings' expressions changed drastically, especially the Assassin King, who retreated immediately. Because from behind, a divine fist blazing with crimson-gold light suddenly shot out, blasting through the void.
The newcomer suddenly attacked, the nine divine halos swirling around his body unmistakably identifying him—the mysterious King!
The world was shocked. He had clearly been slain by the Assassin King, so why had he appeared again?
"It was an afterimage!"
Everyone understood. The Assassin King had not succeeded in the assassination at all. That was merely an afterimage created by Ye Chen's extreme speed. He had already moved aside with lightning speed, leaving behind an afterimage without anyone realizing it.
The Assassin King swung his three-foot azure blade backward with lightning speed. A metallic clang rang out as sparks flew, each spark like a meteor igniting a prairie fire, annihilating the void.
But that crimson-gold fist was unstoppable, invincible, charging forward recklessly. It directly shook the three-foot azure blade, nearly shattering it, causing numerous cracks to appear interwoven across the sword's body.
Too powerful! One must know that the weapon in the Assassin King's hand was certainly no ordinary Dao weapon or artifact, even within the Void Heaven Domain. Yet, it was nearly shattered by Ye Chen's single punch.
The Assassin King used the momentum to retreat like lightning, evading this blow. However, the whole world was shaken. The mysterious King had returned invincible, utterly unconquerable. Even the most mysterious King from the Myriad Bone Valley had been startled into retreat, failing to achieve the kill.
"You're strong, and your assassination technique is good. Unfortunately, such methods are still lacking if you wish to assassinate me," Ye Chen commented indifferently, as if looking down on it, causing that Assassin King's expression to change drastically. Was this questioning the efficacy of his assassination technique?
Yet Ye Chen stood there alive and well, impossible to assassinate successfully.
Ye Chen stood tall once more on the bluestone staircase, confronting and locking eyes with the several Kings. An aura of invincibility emanated from him. No one could kill him; even the combined efforts of several Kings had failed to do so.
No matter how arrogant the various Kings were in their hearts, at this moment, they had to acknowledge the strength of this mysterious King. To withstand so many Kings without defeat—what a powerful individual he was. Could he be another destined to become an Immortal True King like the Yuan Yao Divine King, the Sun God, or the Primordial Demon God?
Just the thought alone made people feel a terrifying pressure.
However, the primary goal of the various Kings was still to seize the opportunity left by the Great Sage at the stone gate. Furthermore, every King firmly believed in their own invincibility and feared no one. With so many Kings gathered here now, if they showed fear, wouldn't it become a laughingstock if word got out?
Boom—
The Kings attacked again, blasting at Ye Chen.
Although the Flame Dragon King was covered in blood, the King of the Candle Dragon lineage was extraordinary. At this moment, every wound on his body ignited with crimson flames, rapidly healing his injuries.
Soon, the Flame Dragon King was completely healed, his aura still powerful, shocking everyone with his recovery ability.
Rumors said the Flame Dragon King's lineage was not simple. In ancient times, a super expert from the Candle Dragon lineage had combined with a descendant of the Phoenix, granting this lineage some of the Phoenix's bloodline characteristics.
What kind of being was the Phoenix? A supreme holy spirit existing since the creation of heaven and earth, surpassing Great Sages, eternal and immortal, never dying, capable of continuously being reborn from flames, living life after life.
Now, seeing this, it was indeed true. The Candle Dragon was continuously recovering its wounded body through flame rebirth.
Now, he attacked again as well. Activating his Flame Dragon Battle Body, he unleashed the peerless divine ability of his lineage: Divine Fire Submerging the Nine Heavens.
This place was completely destroyed. Everyone was shocked, gasping in cold air, not only because so many Kings were attacking but also because the five Young Kings were all targeting that mysterious Young King. This was the most terrifying aspect.
In this world, no one of the same generation could simultaneously face five Kings; death was certain.
Indeed, that was the case. Even someone as powerful as Ye Chen coughed up blood because the five Kings all attacked him. Supreme Kingly laws were continuously unleashed, destroying vast swathes of the void.
Furthermore, various terrifying, boundless divine techniques erupted, exploding with overwhelming power, sweeping away everything.
Ye Chen became the primary focus of their attention.
Even the powerful Ye Chen had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, continuously spilling blood. Inevitably, numerous wounds appeared on his body as he faced unprecedented, terrifying pressure.
But at this moment, his gaze shone brilliantly. He did not use the Battle God Seal to achieve Extreme Sublimation, feeling it unnecessary. This was merely tempering himself, even when facing five Young Kings.
His goal was simple: not to defeat the five Kings, which was somewhat unrealistic for him at present. The most important goal was to ascend to the final Trial Gate.
He expanded the nine divine halos, layer upon layer, spreading them out completely as if piercing through one great world after another, drawing all the destructive divine energy into nine mysterious worlds. Impervious to all methods, untouched by all evils, he charged straight out.
Swish—
Reverse Void Eight Steps. Eight steps taken, the world's ultimate speed. His entire being transformed into an immortal light shooting forth, ascending the gate. Even with the Great Dao shackles binding him, he was still astonishingly fast.
During this, his large hand, like a golden heavenly stele, continuously shattered mountain after mountain. He also released the Sun Seal to resist the Ice King's Thousand-Mile Freeze, and employed the Great Dao Treasure Vessel Seal to withstand the purple flames pouring from the purple cauldron wielded by the Purple Snow Fairy.
Whether from the Tian Du Continent or the myriad realms side, everyone sighed. This was truly an invincible Young King, seemingly a notch stronger than a King, so powerful it inspired awe and admiration, so terrifying.
Cough—
Although Ye Chen was truly powerful, merely one person successfully withstanding the attacks of five Kings, he still suffered injuries during the resistance. Blood continuously trickled from the corner of his mouth; he was wounded, losing quite a bit of blood.
However, in the end, Ye Chen employed his supreme methods, attacking continuously, ultimately shattering all obstacles, destroying heaven and earth, pulverizing the void.
He climbed the bluestone staircase in the most forceful posture, rapidly approaching the final step. Yet, the attacks from the various Kings grew even more terrifying, clearly displaying increasingly astonishing Kingly strength. The nine divine halos could not completely defend; they shattered, and he was wounded. Brilliant crimson-gold blood splattered, staining the bluestone staircase.
"A pity it's not the Battle Sacred Body. Otherwise, the Sacred Body could shatter all obstacles, charging through recklessly."
Ye Chen sighed lightly. But at that very moment, his gaze grew even more blazing and dazzling, like divine lamps shooting out two brilliant divine rays as he unleashed the supreme Battle Saint Art—
Severing Heaven Finger!