The Flame God stepped into the majestic Flame Emperor Hall. Each time he entered, even he—a Quasi-Monarch of his generation, widely experienced, having traversed the Origin Ancient Path, battled across the heavens, and witnessed countless infinite wars and endless cosmic wonders—could not help but sigh in admiration.
For within the Flame Emperor Hall, one could perceive the profound mysteries of these myriad cosmic wonders more clearly than anywhere else.
Remaining in the Flame Emperor Hall for extended periods offered immense benefits for comprehending the myriad Daos of the universe.
Flame God directly knelt and prostrated himself before the Myriad Flame Imperial Throne: "Disciple Yan Gu seeks an audience with Master!"
His voice was exceptionally resonant, carrying an intent of flame.
Flame God's original name was indeed Yan Gu.
However, from the Myriad Flame Imperial Throne, there was not the slightest reply. Only myriad flames rose, swirled, and enveloped a figure within, vaguely discernible like an Emperor of Fire.
Flame God dared not raise his head, forced to quietly kneel and wait here.
If his Master did not speak, he had to respectfully remain prostrated on the ground, silently waiting.
This prostration lasted for three days and three nights before Flame God finally sensed something amiss.
For although his Master was usually stern, he would not typically leave him kneeling and prostrated below for three days and three nights like this.
Flame God spoke again: "Master, are you there? Disciple Yan Gu seeks an audience!"
Yet, from the Myriad Flame Imperial Throne, there was still no reply whatsoever.
Could Master be absent?
Flame God murmured inwardly, slowly raising his head. He could clearly see a figure on the Myriad Flame Imperial Throne, vaguely submerged within the myriad flames.
He resembled an Emperor of Fire. Beside him, brilliant Monarch Rules of Fire were coalescing, making Flame God feel a sense of resonance.
But soon, Flame God became alert. For from that figure submerged in the myriad flames, he could not sense that familiar, eternity-suppressing aura of an Ancient Emperor.
That aura flickered faintly; though strong, it did not seem much more powerful than his own.
Instantly, his figure stood firm as a mountain, his eyes glaring furiously as they fixed on that figure. Boundless rage surged within his heart: "How dare you sneak into my Master's Flame Emperor Hall! You seek death!"
Boom—
Flame God shot out like a cannonball, whooshing through the void to appear before the Myriad Flame Imperial Throne. Without a word, he launched an attack towards Ye Chen, who was in the midst of comprehending the Dao.
His thick fist was wreathed in blazing firelight, as if a miniature sun had merged into it, smashing fiercely towards Ye Chen's head.
The terror of this fist was such that even a Great Perfection Quasi-Monarch would have their head utterly blasted apart.
At the critical moment, Ye Chen snapped awake. Seeing the blazing fist close at hand, a glint of fearsome chill flashed in his eyes.
Without a second thought, he directly slapped out, his hand also transforming into a small heavenly sun to collide with it.
Boom—
The terrifying collision was like the explosion of two great suns, overwhelming and all-encompassing, causing the entire Flame Emperor Hall to tremble.
The Flame Emperor Hall was the Flame Emperor's Imperial Hall, naturally indestructible and immortal. Emperor patterns manifested, rapidly spreading and interweaving throughout the structure, completely swallowing and internalizing all attacks. Thus, the terrifying assaults of the two failed to cause any real damage to the hall.
At this moment, Ye Chen stood up tall. The myriad flames surrounding him all withdrew and internalized completely, leaving him unmoving as a mountain.
Flame God's attack had not shaken him in the slightest.
Yet Ye Chen was both startled and furious. He had finally entered such a rare state of Dao comprehension, managing to grasp a full twenty-one Fire-attribute Monarch Rules in just a few short days—more than he had gained in several months previously—only to have it broken by this person. He couldn't help but feel intense anger.
Flame God, however, glared at him head-on and coldly shouted: "This is the Flame Emperor Hall! Who are you, daring to profane my Master's Myriad Flame Imperial Throne?"
"Your Master?" Ye Chen was slightly taken aback.
Flame God declared proudly: "Correct. My Master is the Flame Emperor."
Ye Chen immediately understood. The other party likely mistook him for someone profaning the Flame Emperor's throne and had attacked for that reason.
And he was the Flame Emperor's disciple.
Given this, Ye Chen really couldn't bring himself to strike back.
Flame God, however, did not think the same. Seeing Ye Chen's hesitation, he assumed it was fear of the Flame Emperor's majesty and sneered coldly: "Anyone who dares profane my Master's Myriad Flame Imperial Throne, no matter how strong you are, cannot escape the death penalty."
Boom—
Flame God attacked again, tearing through the void. Between his fingers and palm, numerous Monarch Rules of Fire manifested—hundreds of them—coalescing into a small sun even more terrifying than before by a significant margin. As he swung it forth, the absolute power contained within seemed capable of incinerating all eternity.
"What a move, Sun Fist!"
A gleam of admiration flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. The youth before him was undoubtedly a peerless talent in the Fire Dao, no less gifted than the Sun Supreme.
Boom—
He also made his move. His palm likewise transformed into a heavenly sun, though he was employing the Great Dao of the Sun, channeling those numerous Fire-attribute Monarch Rules into his fingers and palm.
Instantly, every inch of skin and flesh between his fingers and palm shone with dazzling radiance, surging endlessly as if capable of shattering all eternity.
Boom—
Under the fearsome collision, Flame God's figure was sent flying back.
Each step back could have crushed a star domain, but because this was the Flame Emperor Hall, which internalized all Dao might, the impact was minimal.
Ye Chen, relying on his absolutely powerful Chaos Supreme Body, diverted all the force of the attack.
It must be known that Ye Chen's Chaos Supreme Body was even stronger than the peak state of a Heaven-Defying Quasi-Monarch. An attack of this level could not possibly harm him in the slightest.
Flame God stared at Ye Chen in shock, not expecting his opponent to be so powerful, not retreating a single step, seemingly even stronger than himself.
Looking at Ye Chen, Flame God frowned: "Who are you?"
"A friend of the Flame Emperor," Ye Chen said.
Flame God immediately grew cold with anger: "A friend of my Master? You are, at best, a mere Quasi-Monarch. How could you possibly be my Master's friend? Do you think you are a Strongest Emperor or an Immortal King?"
Ye Chen was left speechless.
Indeed, under normal circumstances, no matter how one looked at it, Ye Chen did not resemble a friend of the Flame Emperor.
The Flame Emperor was a dignified Strongest Emperor. His friends were either Strongest Emperors or Immortal Kings, or at the very least at the Supreme level. How could it be Ye Chen, who wasn't even an Ancient Monarch?
Ye Chen spread his hands: "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."
"Hmph!"
Flame God snorted coldly and continued his assault. A fearsome giant hammer appeared in his hand, its entire body as if burning with crimson flames—the famous Flame God Hammer. He swung it ferociously towards Ye Chen.
Heaven-Defying Quasi-Monarch level combat power was displayed without reservation. Moreover, the power of his inner world's origin manifested, pouring into the hammer, directly reaching the scope of eleven hundred Monarch Rule forces. It seemed capable of incinerating the heavens as it smashed down fiercely towards Ye Chen below.
"You are no match for me. I do not wish to fight you, nor do I wish to harm you."
Ye Chen's figure lightly shifted, effortlessly evading Flame God's fearsome attack.