Purple Splendor Marquis was decapitated, his body torn asunder by Ye Chen's grip, a torrent of blood erupting from his neck to rain down upon heaven and earth.
His Primordial Spirit was pierced through the brow by a divine light, utterly annihilated.
Purple Splendor Marquis, a famed young generation Marquis-level powerhouse of the alien realm, had been slain. Yet, the shock of this scene paled in comparison to the astonishment caused by Ye Chen personally admitting he was a Young King.
What was a King? An absolute monarch among the younger generation, one who had cultivated every aspect to the extreme, possessing unparalleled strength capable of slaying foes across realms, a peerless genius with matchless potential—truly a King of his generation.
Such figures were not merely rare in special worlds or dimensional planes; even within the myriad realms where the myriad Daos were complete, often spanning billions of miles across great domains teeming with countless races and billions of living beings, it typically required several such great domains combined to give birth to a single Young King.
This was a King—exceedingly scarce in the world, one in ten thousand, an absolutely supreme young genius.
Even in the alien realm, where strong experts were as numerous as clouds and forests, among the newly risen younger generation of this era, there were only one or two such individuals, for they were too difficult to be born.
Now, a mere prison-like world had actually produced a King. If heard before, it would have seemed laughable—how could such a being emerge, especially in a prison-like world where the myriad Daos were incomplete?
But the mysterious youth before them was a living example. Even someone as powerful as Purple Splendor Marquis was utterly helpless before him, like a chick, easily lifted and torn apart.
Suddenly, among the numerous powerful experts who had descended from the alien realm, a vast killing intent arose. Such a Kingly figure was undoubtedly the most fearsome kind of existence. If left to grow, unless he perished midway, he would absolutely become a generation-defining master.
If not made an enemy, all was well; but once made an enemy, he would be the most terrifying foe.
He could not be allowed to grow. Otherwise, the vengeance of a fully grown King would be an absolute nightmare!
From among the alien realm's many experts, a terrifying killing intent exploded forth, overwhelming and surging toward Ye Chen.
"So eager to kill me?"
Ye Chen sneered repeatedly, showing not the slightest fear. Behind him, numerous powerful experts from the Tian Du Continent stepped forward, their auras equally overwhelming, vast and terrifying, neutralizing the opposing pressure.
Everyone could see Ye Chen's importance—he was the most precious Kingly seed, indispensable.
"You are strong, and good, indeed worthy of being called a Kingly seed-level figure. But without a powerful faction as your backing, you should have lain low and only emerged once you had grown sufficiently powerful. It's a pity that now, your pride as a self-proclaimed King is the most foolish thing, exposing yourself. Do you think we would let you grow completely?"
From within the alien realm's army, an old man with white hair cascading over his shoulders spoke coldly, striding forward. An immeasurable pressure erupted from him, sweeping across the eight directions and six harmonies, causing everyone's expressions to change.
Half-step Divine Spirit!
This was a peerless expert with one foot already in the Divine Spirit realm, half his body having stepped into that domain, thus possessing faint threads of ancient Divine Spirit majesty. Therefore, he was far stronger than peak experts at the ninth heaven of the Incarnation Realm, truly terrifying and peerless.
Within the myriad realms, such a figure was also called a Half-Saint.
Now, a Half-Saint had actually crossed over. As they were only half-stepped into the Divine Spirit Saint realm and not truly of that rank, the world's origin did not block them, allowing easy passage.
"You are foolish. Although you are a Young King, you are arrogant and conceited, not knowing how to conceal your brilliance and bide your time, exposing yourself too early. We implore Senior Half-Saint Gu Yang to take action and suppress this little beast from the prison-like world."
The younger generation experts were no longer frightened; instead, they sneered repeatedly. With a Half-Saint taking action—while the Saint realm Divine Spirits were engaged in battle and had no time to spare—he was the strongest presence.
This was someone the alien realm side had spent immense resources to transmit over, unmatched.
"Ye Chen, be careful. This is a Half-Saint expert, only half a step away from the true Saint Treasury Realm domain," several Ancient Talents who were his friends advised.
Ye Chen nodded, but how could he fear? A mere Half-Saint was not enough to make him truly afraid.
Boom—
A massive hand blotted out the sky. Half-Saint Gu Yang made his move. Half-Saint divine might erupted; aside from Saint realm supreme experts, he was the strongest. That divine might caused heaven and earth to change color, with black hurricanes whipping up, shaking the world incessantly.
However, the Tian Du Continent side clearly did not lack such peerless experts either. Another Half-Saint also struck out, blocking Half-Saint Gu Yang.
"Venerable Hua Tian has arrived!"
The Tian Du Continent's experts exclaimed in surprise. This was also an ancient recluse with white hair and beard, similarly standing within the Half-Saint domain, not the slightest bit weaker than the alien realm's Half-Saint Gu Yang, confronting each other.
"People of the alien realm, you should return to wherever you came from," Venerable Hua Tian snorted coldly.
Half-Saint Gu Yang chuckled. "So the prison-like world also has such experts. This old man was shortsighted."
Then he looked at Ye Chen. "Young man, your aptitude is good, a King of a region. If you choose to join our realm, we can remove your status as a prison-world commoner. You could even become a disciple of a generation-defining King. What do you think?"
Half-Saint Gu Yang did not attack. At this moment, he suddenly changed his tone, actually trying to persuade Ye Chen to join the alien realm's camp, extending an olive branch, astonishing both sides.
Especially the alien realm's younger generation, who were utterly shocked.
The generation-defining King mentioned by Half-Saint Gu Yang was not a current Young King of the new generation, but a past-generation Kingly figure who had trodden the Human Sovereign's path for many years, several decades older than them, with profound achievements, having long since become a peerless figure among Saint Treasury Realm supreme experts, such as the War King, the Peacock King, and others.
Who could have imagined that Half-Saint Gu Yang not only did not kill Ye Chen but even wanted to recruit him to become a member of the alien realm's camp, even allowing him to become a disciple of a generation-defining King and receive their teachings.
"Senior, this absolutely cannot be! He is merely a sinner from the prison-like world. It cannot be so!"
"Senior should kill this brat. You must not invite a wolf into the house!"
Many from the alien realm's younger generation shouted, unable to accept this reality.
The Tian Du Continent's experts were quite taken aback. Was this an attempt at recruitment?
However, the true protagonist was Ye Chen. All the Tian Du Continent's experts sneered coldly; they did not believe Ye Chen would go over.
But in fact, reality often defied all expectations. Ye Chen actually rushed forward and said, "Good! I am willing!"