"Sorry for making you wait so long. Leave the rest to me."
The gentle voice echoed in the ears of Chen'er and her two daughters, instantly dispelling their state of alert. They all tightly embraced the tall, heroic figure, unwilling to let go for the rest of their lives.
This moment felt like eternity.
After a long while, Ye Chen finally smiled slightly, gently holding the mother and her two daughters. "Alright, no need to worry anymore. I'm here now, and I won't let you be bullied any further. Let me deal with some trouble first."
"Hmm?"
Chen'er's eyes were red, looking pitiful and reluctant as she released Ye Chen from her embrace. "Yue-ge, Sister Yi Wu and Sister Jing Ruo are in a very bad situation. If you have the power to contend with the Ancient Path Overlords, please help the two sisters quickly."
"Don't worry. With me here, there's nothing to fear."
Ye Chen gently ruffled Chen'er's head, just like the doting youth he was when facing the girl all those years ago. He also lightly tousled Yaya's and Little Dawn's small heads, causing his eldest daughter Yaya to mutter discontentedly about her hair getting messy. Little Dawn, however, thoroughly enjoyed the fatherly affection she had only experienced for the second time in her hundreds of years of life.
This paternal doting made the little girl extremely happy and excited. She blinked her large, dark eyes, looking up at her father who had descended from the heavens like a deity with worshipful admiration.
However, realizing it wasn't the right time yet, she followed her sister Yaya back to their mother Chen'er's side.
"Jing Ruo, Wu'er."
Ye Chen raised his head, his dark eyes gazing into the distant sky where Yi Wu and the Goddess were locked in a difficult battle against the Ancient Path Overlords. Seeing the two women's robes completely stained with blood, their auras weak as if they could collapse at any moment, a look of pity surfaced in his eyes. Simultaneously, a towering rage surged forth.
"Come here. I'll handle everything."
He aimed his palm at Yi Wu and the Goddess, giving a light clench and pull. The two women immediately flew towards him uncontrollably.
The three Ancient Path Overlords wanted to block them, but it was too late. They could only watch helplessly as the two peerless heavenly maidens streaked across the sky like lightning and landed in Ye Chen's embrace, their expressions darkening.
Although they all knew the two Moon Hall mistresses were Ye Chen's wives, they had long regarded them as potential Dao companions to be subdued. Seeing the Battle Saint King embrace them so intimately now, it would be false to say they weren't angry.
However, those capable of becoming Ancient Path Overlords possessed extraordinary mental fortitude. They quickly regained their composure, looking at the seemingly ordinary Battle Saint King. Yet, as Ancient Path Overlords and supreme experts at the late-stage Quasi-Sovereign realm, they could distinctly sense threads of threat emanating from him, as if this person concealed a world-ending ferocity within.
"You are the Battle Saint King?"
The three Ancient Path Overlords—Primordial, Sin, and Chaos—coldly stared at Ye Chen. Their terrifying Quasi-Sovereign imposing might, far surpassing Ouyang Yu's by who knew how many times, surged forward oppressively, causing the void to shatter like fragile glass.
Yet, Ye Chen merely made a light, distant clenching motion with his fist. Instantly, boundless momentum transformed into a ten-thousand-mile-long dragon, soaring through the nine heavens, colliding violently with the imposing might of the three Ancient Path Overlords.
Both sides canceled each other out.
With a mere gesture, he shattered the terrifying oppressive might of the three Ancient Path Overlords, leaving the experts on both sides dumbfounded.
At this moment, they could all see that this Battle Saint King was not ordinary powerful. His true strength might very well be on par with that of an Ancient Path Overlord.
Ignoring the focused attention from both sides, Ye Chen gently embraced the two women, feeling their genuine, gentle submission from within his embrace. He blew a warm breath onto their delicate earlobes, instantly causing blushes to bloom on their cheeks, making them look charmingly flushed. "Sorry for arriving so late, making you wait."
"Yue-ge!"
"Little brother!"
The two women clung tightly to Ye Chen. No matter how strong, authoritative, or domineering they appeared before outsiders, in the arms of their beloved man, they were always delicate, small women. Towards their husband, they never hesitated to show this vulnerable side.
*Crack—*
*Crack—*
*Crack—*
...
Throughout heaven and earth, it seemed as if countless hearts were shattering.
Among the geniuses of the Ultimate Ancient Domain, how many had not harbored admiration for the several mistresses of the Moon Hall? But witnessing this scene, they deeply understood that these Moon Hall mistresses belonged to this man named the Battle Saint King.
Seeing their vulnerable side, they also realized the immense pressure these Moon Hall mistresses had endured over the years. At this moment, while their hearts broke, they also felt a sense of blessing.
After all, these Moon Hall mistresses were women they had once admired. Since they themselves could not give them happiness, seeing them so happy naturally evoked a sense of goodwill.
At this moment, a cold voice shattered the current warmth. The Ancient Path Overlord from the Sin Palace looked coldly at the scene, speaking emotionlessly, "So you are that Battle Saint King?"
How could they not know of the Battle Saint King? He was, after all, the husband of the Goddess, a fellow Ancient Path Overlord. Even if they had never met him, his name was thunderous to their ears.
Ye Chen raised his handsome, refined face, offering a faint smile tinged with coldness. "If I'm not mistaken, I am indeed the Battle Saint King you're thinking of."
"Battle Saint King, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Infinite imposing might suddenly erupted. It was the Chaos Hegemon. His figure was tall and majestic, with countless layers of ancient Chaos Qi cascading down like a Chaos Sovereign standing atop the firmament. He looked at Ye Chen, who was embracing the two Moon Hall mistresses, the fervor in his eyes far surpassing that directed at the Goddess by who knew how many times.
It was as if he were looking at the most precious treasure in heaven and earth, even more valuable than a Supreme Divine Crown.
Because Ye Chen was also a Chaos Cultivator, one who, like himself, had cultivated the Chaos Dao to an extremely profound level.
As long as he could obtain the Battle Saint King's Chaos Dao Fruit, the Chaos Hegemon was confident he could become an Ancient Sovereign in a short time—a Chaos Sovereign utterly invincible among his peers!
"Chaos Hegemon!"
Ye Chen also looked at the Chaos Hegemon. In the past, he had battled a Chaos Divine Idol clone of this Chaos Hegemon. They were both Chaos Cultivators, practitioners of the Eternal Dao.
Since ancient times, Chaos and Chaos were incompatible.
When two Chaos Cultivators met, only one could remain!
"Battle Saint King, I hope you won't disappoint me." The Chaos Hegemon licked his lips, as if looking at delicious prey, his gaze bestial.
Although the Primordial Hegemon did not speak, the terrifying imposing might gradually emanating from his body said it all.
The Goddess tightly gripped one of Ye Chen's hands, saying firmly, "Yue, I will fight alongside you."
On the other side, Yi Wu also tightly held Ye Chen's other hand, whispering, "When husband and wife are of one heart, their combined strength can cut through metal."
Ye Chen smiled knowingly, looking at the two women by his side. With wives like these, what more could a husband ask for?
"Next, you two rest well. Watch how I deal with these scoundrels." Ye Chen refused the two women, his gentle voice carrying an indisputable finality.