"Yue!" "Palace Lord!"
"Little Moon!"
Outside, the members of Moon Hall cried out in alarm. Was Ye Chen about to be defeated?
Within the Chaos Minor World, Ye Chen steadied his figure the moment he was struck, though his complexion appeared exceptionally pale.
That black long rod was sinister and strange. A single strike from it didn't cause much physical damage; it didn't even truly break the skin. At first glance, it seemed like nothing more than a weapon of exceptionally hard material, nothing special. But when it truly landed on the body, one felt an intense stabbing pain throughout the entire divine soul, as if tens of thousands of needles were viciously piercing into it. The agony was excruciating.
An ordinary Quasi-Monarch struck by a single blow would likely suffer severe damage to their divine soul.
Clearly, this black long rod was specifically targeted at the soul.
Indeed, the nature of this black rod was similar to the God Devouring Chains, but far more terrifying.
Ye Chen couldn't help but feel wary.
At that moment, Nine Netherworlds' figure flickered, arriving before Ye Chen. The black long rod swung down once more, accompanied by a mocking laugh. "Battle Saint King, how does it feel to be struck by my rod?"
Maha Immeasurable Wall!
At the critical moment, Ye Chen unleashed the defensive divine ability of the Maha Imperial Clan, which then transformed into the Maha Magic Cube.
*Clang!*
The black long rod smashed into the Maha Magic Cube, causing numerous cracks to appear on its surface.
Simultaneously, waves of invisible, eerie fluctuations rapidly spread out, penetrating Ye Chen's body.
Ye Chen felt an unprecedented, searing pain in his Chaos Saint Soul, as deep and profound as when he had split off his second Chaos Saint Soul years ago.
"Hahaha—"
Nine Netherworlds laughed heartily, continuously swinging the black long rod against the Maha Magic Cube. The web of cracks on it grew denser and denser, eventually spreading across the entire cube.
*Boom!*
With the seventh strike, the Maha Magic Cube shattered completely.
Ye Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, his complexion abnormally pale.
*Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!*
At the same time, the five hundred Sovereign Rules blasted through Ye Chen's defenses. Nine Netherworlds landed before Ye Chen, swinging the black long rod heavily towards the former's head, a cruel smile on his face. "Battle Saint King, you'd better become a prisoner of my Soul-Restraining Hall and contribute a bit to our grand, eternal plan."
He seemed to already see the scene of Ye Chen, his divine soul severely wounded, about to be captured and taken back.
*Thud!*
The black long rod struck viciously against the space between Ye Chen's eyebrows. A terrifying, soul-rending force erupted.
"Ah—"
Ye Chen let out a loud cry. The Soul Light between his eyebrows suddenly dimmed, as if the sun had directly faded to the level of a star, weakening countless times over. His figure plummeted straight down from the sky.
The powerhouses of Moon Hall all wanted to rush over to aid him, but they were powerless, forced to watch everything unfold before their eyes.
"Hahaha—" Nine Netherworlds laughed uproariously. Having severely wounded Ye Chen, his figure moved, and countless God Devouring Chains flew out, tightly binding the latter's figure, leaving him no room to struggle. He pulled Ye Chen before him, mocking, "Battle Saint King, now you are my prisoner. You can also watch how the other members of Moon Hall are captured by my Soul-Restraining Hall."
"Is that so?"
At this moment, the bound Ye Chen suddenly revealed a trace of a mocking smile, giving Nine Netherworlds a sudden, ominous premonition.
Without a second thought, he immediately attacked, swinging the black long rod heavily towards the space between Ye Chen's eyebrows.
"Halt!"
Suddenly, an indescribable surge of Soul Power directly erupted. The swinging black long rod was instantly fixed in place, unable to advance any further.
"How is this possible?"
This was the thought in Nine Netherworlds' mind. The Battle Saint King's divine soul had clearly been severely wounded, so why did he still possess such terrifying Soul Power?
Moreover, the black long rod specifically targeted the soul, yet it was being held in place by Soul Power. How contradictory.
*Boom!*
Suddenly, the Soul Light between Ye Chen's eyebrows blazed countless times brighter, instantly transforming into a blazing, boundless Soul Sun, overwhelmingly powerful.
This brilliant Soul Sun condensed into a large halberd, grasped in the hand of Ye Chen's Chaos Saint Soul avatar. With a flash of light, it moved at an unimaginable speed. Especially at such close range, Nine Netherworlds couldn't react in time before this Soul Halberd viciously pierced into the space between his own eyebrows.
"Ah—"
Nine Netherworlds let out a shrill scream, staggering backward step by step, his hands clutching the space between his eyebrows where strands of pitch-black blood trickled down.
This dramatic reversal left both sides of the battlefield and the observing forces utterly dumbfounded.
The Battle Saint King, who had clearly been at a disadvantage and even in mortal danger, had actually reversed the situation in an instant, severely wounding Nine Netherworlds.
The paleness faded from Ye Chen's face, returning to his normal expression. The Soul Light between his eyebrows was vast and world-shaking as he coldly stared at Nine Netherworlds, his voice icy. "Did you really think I would let you strike my divine soul so easily? All of this was just a ruse to deceive you. How else could I make you lower your guard and get close to me?"
A collective intake of cold breath arose.
Everyone looking at Ye Chen felt a sense of awe. This Battle Saint King was truly ruthless towards himself, willing to risk being severely wounded and captured just to inflict a heavy blow on Nine Netherworlds.
And now he had succeeded.
However, what was astonishing was that Nine Netherworlds' black long rod specifically targeted the soul with its eerie damaging properties. Ye Chen had clearly been struck by it, so why was he completely unharmed?
Not just others, even Nine Netherworlds himself didn't understand.
He knew the special nature of the black long rod intimately. Even if he were struck by it, his own divine soul would inevitably suffer some damage. It was impossible for the Battle Saint King to be completely unscathed.
And why was his Soul Power so powerful, not the least bit inferior to his own?
*Swish!—*
At the same time, Ye Chen had already made his move.
Strike while the enemy is weak and take his life—this had always been Ye Chen's good habit.
One man and one cauldron descended from the sky. Chaos light erupted, accompanied by hundreds of Sovereign Rules, shattering heaven and earth. Various supreme divine abilities were directly unleashed.
Blood splattered—it was Nine Netherworlds'.
*Pfft!—*
Although Nine Netherworlds reacted immediately, suppressing the intense pain in his divine soul and counterattacking, it was still not enough. Ye Chen had seized the initiative, and Nine Netherworlds' severe soul wound caused his condition to plummet, his defenses breached.
A flash of blood light appeared as Ye Chen's five fingers transformed into claws, like dragon claws, viciously tearing through Nine Netherworlds' chest, plunging inside, and pulling out half a lung.
Ye Chen held the half of the blood-drenched lung, saying, "I thought you weren't human. Turns out you have lungs too."
"Ah—"
Nine Netherworlds was so furious his lungs felt like exploding, which caused him to cough up even more blood. The full power of a Heaven-Defying Quasi-Monarch erupted, terrifying and peerless, as he fiercely battled Ye Chen, seeking to wash away this humiliation.
He coldly declared, "Battle Saint King, don't think that just because you managed to wound this Hall Master through a scheme, you can defeat me. Let me tell you, the power of a Heaven-Defying Quasi-Monarch is beyond your imagination."
Blood light circulated, repairing his injuries. Wielding the black long rod once more, he launched an assault, his methods even more ferocious than before. The true capabilities of a Heaven-Defying Quasi-Monarch were only now being fully displayed.