The starry sky fell into a profound silence.
All of this seemed lengthy, but in reality, from dealing with the Divine Emperor's Son to defeating Huang Yao, the actual combat had only lasted a mere moment.
In that short span of time, Ye Chen had swept through four Quasi-Monarch-level Emperor Sons, Emperor Daughters, and Immortal Dao Descendants with thunderous force, achieving a complete and utter victory.
Such strength could truly be called peerless.
"The Battle Saint King has definitively ascended to the position of number one; he can be called a peerless Quasi-Monarch!" an Emperor Son sighed, his evaluation of Ye Chen exceedingly high, deeming him peerless.
To be peerless even among Quasi-Monarchs was a testament to unimaginably formidable combat power.
Yet, not even the other Quasi-Monarchs present questioned this, for he truly possessed such unparalleled battle prowess.
Each of the four Quasi-Monarch-level Emperor Sons, Emperor Daughters, and Immortal Dao Descendants was at the late-stage Quasi-Monarch level. Moreover, relying on various methods, they were far from ordinary late-stage Quasi-Monarchs who could be matched. Yet, before the Battle Saint King, they were all crushed and defeated with ease.
If such combat power wasn't peerless, then what was?
Ye Chen stood proudly in the starry sky, Chaos light veiling his body, resembling an ancient Great Emperor, truly peerless and unmatched.
Boom—
At this moment, the Henggu Quasi-Monarch was also engaged in a fierce battle with the North Desolate Evil Emperor.
Although the North Desolate Evil Emperor possessed powerful cultivation not inferior to a late-stage Quasi-Monarch, he had already been severely wounded by Ye Chen. Furthermore, the Henggu Quasi-Monarch was no ordinary Quasi-Monarch either; he was formed from a Temporal Heavenly Beast. At this moment, his entire body was accompanied by a potent radiance of time as he engaged in intense combat with the North Desolate Evil Emperor.
A short while had now passed, which could be said to be over a hundred exchanges.
For Quasi-Monarchs, the speed of their attacks was far too fast, far surpassing the ordinary.
In a hundred collisions, neither had been able to gain the upper hand over the other.
The North Desolate Evil Emperor roared, filled with extreme fury. With his strength, how could he fail to defeat a mere mid-stage Quasi-Monarch? It was only because he had been utterly crippled by Ye Chen in their previous battle, suffering severe damage to his vitality. The strength he could currently exert was less than half of his peak. Moreover, the Henggu Quasi-Monarch's temporal techniques were extraordinary, leaving him quite helpless, firmly held back.
Especially when he saw Ye Chen sweep through the four Quasi-Monarch-level Emperor Sons, Emperor Daughters, and Immortal Dao Descendants with absolute power, his mind trembled, shaken by the sudden change.
"Damn it, how is this Battle Saint King so powerful?"
The North Desolate Evil Emperor roared inwardly, completely disregarding the dignity of an ancient Great Emperor. With a furious shout, infinite faith power boiled and burned, shattering strands of temporal light, forcibly sending the Henggu Quasi-Monarch flying.
Then, he turned and fled desperately.
If he didn't escape now and was caught up by the Battle Saint King, all his previous efforts would surely be wasted, and the Emperor Thought Body left here would most likely be completely annihilated.
This was a scene he was unwilling to witness.
Boom—
Amidst this desperate flight, suddenly, a terrifying pressure descended, blanketing the heavens and earth, directly immobilizing this expanse of starry sky, making movement difficult.
The North Desolate Evil Emperor's figure slowed down drastically, many times over.
A look of shock appeared on his face as he turned to look behind him. He saw Ye Chen had already caught up with lightning speed, arriving behind him, looking down from a superior position.
The North Desolate Evil Emperor instantly understood the outcome. However, a figure of an ancient Great Emperor like him would not show the slightest fear. He let out a sinister, cackling laugh: "Battle Saint King, you have truly exceeded This Emperor's expectations. It's a pity that as a Chaos cultivator, you can dissolve heavenly secrets. Even though This Emperor deduced many things when leaving this Emperor's Thought behind in the past, I could not deduce your existence. One can only say all efforts were in vain."
"Finished talking? My turn to act."
Ye Chen's fist descended, carrying infinite might. As it fell, an indescribable force acted upon the North Desolate Evil Emperor's physical body.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!—
Visible to the naked eye, the North Desolate Evil Emperor's body began to shatter inch by inch, flesh, blood, and bone continuously pulverizing and annihilating...
The North Desolate Evil Emperor showed neither shock nor fear. At this moment, he even began to burn his entire being. The faith power collected by the Aotian Divine Dynasty over hundreds of thousands of years ignited in an instant, transforming into a force that could be described as overwhelming.
"Battle Saint King, even before This Emperor's Emperor Thought is completely annihilated, I will make you understand that a Great Emperor is not to be insulted!"
Boom—
In that instant, his physical body completely exploded. However, a majestic Emperor's Shadow, towering between heaven and earth, immediately appeared, manifesting between the heavens and the earth. His entire form was accompanied by a vast, majestic power that caused the starry sky to continuously collapse, making even the many Quasi-Monarchs change color.
This level of power had long surpassed the Quasi-Monarch level, reaching the Ancient Monarch tier.
This was the true strength of an ancient Great Emperor. Even if it was just an Emperor's Thought, when fully unleashed, it could briefly possess supreme power comparable to an Ancient Monarch, capable of suppressing all heavens.
The Emperor's Shadow appeared in the starry sky, its terrifying pressure causing the cosmos to continuously collapse and annihilate.
It was a supreme, peerless Emperor's Shadow. Its true features were unclear, but Emperor's aura surged and ebbed, and its eyes possessed a penetrating power capable of piercing through the ages.
At this moment, looking down from above, it gazed upon the ant-like, minuscule Ye Chen below and slowly spoke. Its Emperor's voice echoed through the starry sky, carrying a hint of mockery and scorn: "Battle Saint King, facing This Emperor, why do you not hasten to prostrate yourself in worship? If you are sufficiently sincere, perhaps my true self will grant you an intact corpse."
"An ancient Great Emperor! It's actually an ancient Great Emperor!"
Whether in the starry sky or the Emperor's Hall, everyone's minds were shaken.
Although many knew that ancient Great Emperors had left behind contingencies to participate and contend for the 'Supreme' immortal fate this time, and some had even appeared—this North Desolate Evil Emperor was suspected to be one of them—speculation was one thing. Witnessing it firsthand was still utterly shocking.
An ancient Great Emperor was also making a move. How soul-stirring was this?
The Emperor Sons, Emperor Daughters, and Immortal Dao Descendants from all heavens were the same. One by one, they lifted their heads to look at the supreme Emperor's Shadow standing proudly in the starry sky, suppressing all heavens. A sense of reverence arose in their hearts, along with a thick helplessness.
"Are the supreme, peerless Great Emperors also participating?"
The Quasi-Monarchs and Divine Kings from the Supreme Ancient Domain felt their hearts stir with excitement. Facing that peerless, supreme Emperor's Shadow, a sense of submission arose within them, without the slightest thought of resistance.
In the past, their ancestors, and even some Quasi-Monarchs, were brought here by the Supreme Ones of the heavens. They deeply understood the terror of a Supreme One. Even if it was just an Emperor's Thought, it was absolutely not something they could resist; they could only submit.
At this moment, Divine King Silver Moon and several other extremely mysterious Quasi-Monarchs all wore solemn expressions as they watched that supreme Emperor's Shadow.
Someone also let out a soft sigh, whispering, "I never expected the North Desolate Evil Emperor to be forced by a junior to unleash and burn his Emperor's Thought, just for revenge. It's just a pity for this youngster. Originally, he had great hope of seizing that greatest immortal fate..."
"The Battle Saint King is done for!"
The many Quasi-Monarchs all shook their heads. Some felt regret, while others sneered coldly, gloating and sincerely hoping for the Battle Saint King's demise.
Because the Battle Saint King was simply too powerful, suppressing all Quasi-Monarchs and remaining undefeated, difficult to overcome. Therefore, many hoped he would ultimately fall. For them, this would mean one less opponent.
Only the Emperor Sons, Emperor Daughters, and Immortal Dao Descendants from all heavens shook their heads with a sigh.
In the Emperor's Hall, Yu Qing and the others watched calmly.
Would Ye Chen perish?
Ye Chen looked at the majestic Emperor's Shadow towering between heaven and earth. It was like an ant facing a giant dragon. Yet, at this moment, he showed not the slightest fear. Instead, he let out a soft sigh, tinged with regret. "If you hadn't done this, I wouldn't have needed to use that method. But now, there's no other choice!"
The North Desolate Evil Emperor was slightly taken aback. Everyone else stared at the Battle Saint King in astonishment.
What did he mean by that?
The North Desolate Evil Emperor looked down from above at the dust-like, insignificant Ye Chen and let out a cold laugh. "Junior Battle Saint King, no need for any more pretense. This time, This Emperor shall exterminate you. To have forced This Emperor's Emperor Thought to appear, your death is already worth more than its price..."
Rumble—
A giant hand pressed down, carrying the rolling might of the Emperor's Dao. Although it was only a minuscule fraction of the true self's Emperor's might, it was still terrifying beyond description. Descending from the heavens, it shattered the boundless starry sky, heavily crushing down towards Ye Chen.
Everyone seemed to witness that scene: Ye Chen, that monstrous Battle Saint King who suppressed all Quasi-Monarchs, was about to be completely annihilated and pulverized by the Emperor's Hand of the North Desolate Evil Emperor's Emperor Thought Body...
Boom—
Right at this moment, a small figure silently appeared before Ye Chen. It resembled a seven-year-old boy, harmless in appearance, his eyes seeming clear and innocent.
However, the moment this figure appeared, the hearts of the Emperor Sons, Emperor Daughters, and Immortal Dao Descendants from all heavens sank, while everyone else was utterly dumbfounded.
For they clearly saw that the seven-year-old boy merely raised a tender, childish palm, and with it, blocked the Emperor Thought Hand of the North Desolate Evil Emperor. That sky-covering giant hand capable of enveloping a star domain was actually easily held back, unable to descend even a fraction further.
"This—"
Countless people stared at this scene in shock.
Divine King Silver Moon and the other extremely mysterious Quasi-Monarchs also revealed grave expressions.
The many Quasi-Monarchs couldn't help but show looks of horror.
Just who was this little boy? He could actually block the hand of an Emperor Thought Body? That was equivalent to a hand from an Ancient Monarch pressing down.
The North Desolate Evil Emperor also looked at this young boy. His Emperor Thought Body was now fully burning, possessing capabilities in every aspect at the Ancient Monarch level. He clearly felt how powerful this seemingly small palm was. As powerful as he was, possessing Ancient Monarch-level abilities, he could not press it down even a fraction further.
Moreover, he distinctly sensed various familiar auras from this young boy. Unconsciously, brilliant rays of light shot from his eyes.
"Supreme-level physical body, Supreme-level origin, Supreme-level origin world..."
With each utterance, boundless waves rippled through the entire starry sky and the Emperor's Hall, shocking people repeatedly.
Could this seven-year-old boy be a Supreme One?
Divine King Silver Moon and the other mysterious Quasi-Monarchs all looked at the seven-year-old boy, revealing piercing light as if to see through his very origin.
"No, they're all incomplete. You are not a Supreme One—"
The North Desolate Evil Emperor shook his head. Although this seven-year-old boy possessed a Supreme-level physical body, origin, origin world, and more, they were all incomplete. He even lacked a corresponding Supreme Emperor Soul, far from being called a Supreme One.
The seven-year-old boy looked up at the North Desolate Evil Emperor, revealing a smile that did not match his appearance—extremely cold, utterly emotionless, and brimming with domineering arrogance. The voice that came from his mouth was actually identical to Ye Chen's: "Although I am not a true Supreme One, it is enough to annihilate a mere Emperor Thought Body like yours."
Boom—
At this moment, the Great Emperor Reincarnation Body erupted with infinite might, suppressing the starry sky. With a raised hand, it sent the North Desolate Evil Emperor flying.