Boom—
The heavens and earth erupted in turmoil. A massive golden finger, like a pillar holding up the sky, slowly extended from the vault of heaven. It was incomparably huge, filling the entire firmament with a rumbling roar. An invincible will of the Great Dao spread out, directly shattering the void.
It was as if a supreme deity high in the Nine Heavens had pointed out a finger—unrivaled, with the most terrifying will of the Great Dao erupting and soaring, piercing through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
"It's this finger!"
Ancient Talents like Yang Wushuang and Wu Yunyan widened their eyes. It was this very finger that Ye Chen had used to defeat the Young King Donghua Haoyi three years ago. After three years, who knew how much stronger Ye Chen's power had become compared to before? He was even mightier than in the past, and the execution of this finger now appeared even more imposing and formidable.
Under this finger, everything was swept aside. All the divine principles of the Kings were shattered, unstoppable. The most terrifying, invincible will of the Great Dao erupted, engulfing everything. The vast cosmos itself trembled.
The five Young Kings at the forefront felt the true horror of this finger. In a daze, they seemed to see an invincible Supreme Great Emperor standing atop the nine-layered firmament, looking down upon the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, surveying the myriad realms, and pointing out this terrifying finger.
Even powerful as they were, they felt a dreadful palpitation, their scalps almost exploding, sensing an eerie life-threatening crisis approaching.
"This finger!"
Everyone's expressions changed. The five Young Kings' faces underwent an unprecedented drastic shift, for this finger was too extraordinary, unprecedented.
They suddenly recalled that three years ago in Huatian City, a Young King who had just emerged was defeated by a mysterious King, replaying the scene of their ancestors being defeated in ancient times—also by an invincible finger being pointed out.
That King had only appeared for a moment before completely vanishing from the Void Heaven Domain and the myriad realms. Yet, his reputation was still heard on the Human Sovereign's Path, for he was a young supreme powerhouse who had once defeated a King.
His name—Yue!
At this moment, the five Young Kings realized, looking at Ye Chen in shock: "You are that mysterious King who defeated Donghua Haoyi—Yue?"
Ye Chen did not deny it: "I am Yue!"
As he spoke, the Severing Heaven Finger directly pressed down upon the firmament, even bearing down on the five Young Kings, shattering layer upon layer of the void. The terrifying finger blasted directly toward the Eighth Trial Gate.
The five Young Kings let out long roars. From the crown of each of their heads shot up a divine light pillar. Each erupted with their most powerful Kingly Dao might, boundless and far-reaching. They even unleashed terrifying Great Dao divine arts to meet the Severing Heaven Finger.
Boom—
Infinite destructive columns of light erupted, sweeping over everything, even annihilating time and space.
The bluestone celestial ladder seemed unable to bear the force, trembling violently. Cracks began to appear, crisscrossing and spreading everywhere, as if it might shatter at any moment and fall into the bottomless abyss below.
Yet, one must know this was a ladder left behind by ancient Great Sages. Even the most ordinary things in their hands could transform decay into magic, for they were that supreme and peerless.
At this moment, all the young powerhouses who were not Kings retreated far away, not daring to approach. They only saw the most terrifying radiance blooming here.
Finally, several muffled grunts were heard. From within the massive 128-zhang Trial Gate, five figures flew out one after another. Each had a trace of blood at the corner of their mouths, clearly wounded. Their figures were somewhat disheveled, no longer possessing the dignity and suaveness of Kings. All had been injured in this collision.
The five Young Kings were all shaken out beyond the stone gate. Inside the gate, divine splendor filled the air. A tall, straight figure slowly walked out, adorned with nine divine halos, supremely divine and sacred, drawing all eyes.
Yue!
Everyone gasped in shock. What a powerful King! He had actually forced back five Kings, his robes undamaged. How could he be so formidable?
Since ancient times, no Young King had ever repelled five Kings with such composure.
"Cough—"
Suddenly, Ye Chen trembled. The nine divine halos nearly disintegrated. A strand of bright crimson-gold blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
He too was injured. He was not as peerlessly invincible as the world imagined, for he was not facing ordinary young prodigies, but five genuine Young Kings.
Encountering even one such person was a supreme adversary, a powerful contender on the Human Sovereign's Path, unmatched in strength, having nearly reached the pinnacle in every aspect of their generation's cultivation realm—thus called Kings.
No one could truly achieve invincibility. Even Ye Chen, at present, could not. He was not yet the indestructible, strongest Battle Sacred Body, nor was he the heaven-defying Supreme One of the mythic Tenth Heaven. His Extreme Sublimation was not yet complete. Kings were not his limit; there was still a path ahead to walk.
"So Yue is also injured. I thought he was truly invincible, capable of sweeping through all Kings as a peerless foe. What will he use to contend against them in the future?"
Many people breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, such a Yue would impose too great a pressure—even Young Kings facing him would bear a terrifying weight like mountains, unbearable.
However, Ye Chen's injuries were far less severe than the world imagined. It was merely some minor internal trauma, not truly a serious matter.
The blood within his body rumbled like thunder, deafening. The Divine King Rebirth Art circulated, rapidly repairing his injuries. The invincible might of a King still flowed, appearing as astonishing and world-shaking as ever!
He stood on the threshold of the stone gate, his gaze sweeping toward the five Young Kings. Kingly divine might erupted and clashed, tearing open the void, shattering the firmament.
Six Young Kings confronted each other.
To be more precise, it was one Young King confronting five Young Kings. Between them, immeasurable divine might erupted, shaking hearts and minds.
A single person alone had caused the five Young Kings to treat him with such caution, making countless members of the younger generation gaze with fervent heat. When would they be able to achieve this?
In the end, with none able to stop him, Ye Chen successfully ascended to the Eighth Trial Gate, able to seize the heaven-defying opportunity left behind by the King's Ancient Gate.
At this moment, the several Young Kings snorted coldly one after another but did not attack again. This was an acknowledgment of Ye Chen's strength and an understanding that they could not seize the gate's opportunity. One by one, they turned and left without looking back, disappearing into the distant firmament, leaving only Ye Chen standing firm as a mountain.
Ye Chen's expression remained calm and unperturbed throughout. He could not be considered to have defeated the five Young Kings; at most, he had used a forbidden divine technique, catching them off guard.
Truthfully, at present, he had the confidence to defeat one King. But facing two would already be difficult, let alone five Kings. They were simply unstoppable, unrivaled. Even someone as powerful as him had no certainty.
Unless he achieved the Battle Sacred Body or broke into the mythic Tenth Heaven would he have sufficient confidence.
Behind him, the young powerhouses from the Tian Du Continent followed. But aside from a few Ancient Talents, none of the other young powerhouses had truly set foot in the Void Heaven Domain before. Seeing the bizarre and kaleidoscopic great world beyond the Eighth Trial Gate, they were filled with wonder.
They had never seen people from outside the Tian Du Continent, of course excluding alien race powerhouses.
Everything seemed very novel. Everyone saw the mysterious, vast, and expansive world of heaven and earth, curiously looking around in all directions.
"So this is the legendary Void Heaven Domain. It's the first time I've seen it," a prodigy couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, causing surprise among many in the Void Heaven Domain. Why did these people seem like they were setting foot in the Void Heaven Domain for the first time?
But Ye Chen told them not to leave the range of the stone gate, for he looked toward several majestic carriages. Inside, there were terrifying auras, even more fearsome than the previous few Kings.
For these were several transcendent and saintly supreme powerhouses. Different from the peerless Kings of the same generation, these were truly noble figures who could look down upon the myriad realms, their cultivation supremely powerful, far above them. They were at least supreme experts of the Saint Treasury Realm, comparable to the Tian Du Divine Spirits like the old Academy Head and Great Sage Hong Tian.
Their existence made Ye Chen feel even more wary than when facing the five Young Kings. Even encountering one was not something he could handle at present.
They still sat within the carriages, not appearing. Sensing Ye Chen's gaze, they also cast their gazes outward, but without any hostility. On the contrary, they seemed very amiable. Someone immediately inquired: "Young Friend Yue, truly divinely gifted and extraordinary."
These words were naturally not flattery but came from the heart, because of Ye Chen's strength, his forceful and domineering invincibility, sweeping aside everything, making them sigh in admiration.
Such a member of the younger generation—no one could not envy. Even in their own youth, they admitted they were far inferior to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen was not arrogant or conceited. "Senior, you flatter me."
One of the carriages inquired: "A Young King like Young Friend Yue must surely come from some ancient Sacred Land. May I ask which one?"
Not only did this noble person wish to ask, but even others were also filled with curiosity, wanting to know which ancient great power the mysterious King Yue hailed from.
Ye Chen naturally would not say he was not from an ancient Sacred Land but from the monitored Tian Du Continent. He shook his head apologetically: "Senior, my apologies, but this cannot be said. My master once instructed me that while traveling the myriad domains, unless absolutely necessary, I should not mention his name. I should carve out a world with my own strength, not rely on the prestige of predecessors to intimidate."
The several noble figures immediately became solemn, understanding. This mysterious King named Yue must be the disciple of an extraordinary, peerless figure—at the very least, the disciple of a Saint Lord, possibly even the disciple of an invincible Heavenly King. This relationship was undoubtedly present; otherwise, how could he have cultivated such invincible Kingly combat power?
They did not inquire further, the implications too great. Each left their names, inviting Ye Chen and his mysterious master behind him to visit, promising a most welcome reception.