A Chaos Great Cauldron as tall as the heavens floated in this space. Within the cauldron, boundless Emperor Flame was burning, to the extent that even the intangible Ten Thousand Daos could not persist inside and would be incinerated into nothingness.
Faintly visible within the great cauldron were eleven towering figures, each over ten feet tall, like giants.
This was already after refining and shrinking them. Otherwise, the true forms of these Monarch Puppets would be colossal entities exceeding a hundred thousand miles in size. Moreover, they were basically not of the human race, merely forced to maintain a humanoid shape.
On the surface of these eleven massive figures, a faint metallic luster shimmered, as if they had been tempered into indestructible diamond bodies.
Facing the burning of the Emperor Flame, these figures showed no change whatsoever, as if they had adapted to the Emperor Flame's incineration after undergoing sufficient years of tempering.
These were precisely the eleven Monarch Puppets currently being refined.
All eleven Ancient Monarchs slain by Ye Chen in the past were now being refined into puppets.
It was a pity that an Emperor's body was even more indestructible. The current Ye Chen also found it difficult to refine them into puppets, so they were temporarily set aside.
"The Emperor Flame source has been tempering them for a full ten years. It's almost complete."
Ye Chen silently observed these eleven Monarch Puppets. Each one had consumed a vast amount of precious treasures, especially divine materials for artifact forging, which had nearly exhausted Ye Chen's accumulated wealth over the years. However, it had also made the physical bodies of these Monarch Puppets even more powerful, surpassing their state in life.
It was also to seal the Monarch Rules they mastered in life, completely fusing these Monarch Rules into the bodies of the Monarch Puppets, making them as easy to command as one's own limbs.
A month passed. Boom—
At this moment, the refinement of the eleven Monarch Puppets succeeded. One by one, they opened their eyes, unleashing terrifying gazes capable of annihilating worlds.
The entire Chaos Great Cauldron trembled and hummed. If not for this cauldron's extraordinary nature, an ordinary dao weapon would have long since exploded, unable to withstand the pressure.
"Good, good. Ten years of tempering, finally ninety-nine percent complete."
Ye Chen's gaze swept over these Monarch Puppets, revealing a faint smile.
Boom—
Suddenly, a fierce, savage glint flashed in the eyes of one Monarch Puppet. Its figure shot forth like thunder, directly charging at Ye Chen. The space within the Chaos Great Cauldron transformed into myriad small worlds, but it could not withstand the impact and shattered directly.
Under such a devastating charge, even a Heaven-Defying Quasi-Monarch would only be blasted apart.
Boom—
The vast space within the Chaos Great Cauldron instantly rippled with invisible waves, repeatedly annihilating the vacuum in cycles.
Ye Chen's figure stood firm and indestructible, while that powerful Monarch Puppet was sent flying backward as if struck by lightning.
Clearly, in a direct collision, even a Monarch Puppet tempered through countless trials and fused with infinite precious divine materials was far inferior to Ye Chen.
His physical and spiritual power alone rivaled the power of Ten Thousand Monarch Rules, representing the might of the Chaos Saint Body, far surpassing that of ordinary Ancient Monarchs by an immeasurable degree. Even the Monarch Puppets, with their greatly enhanced physical bodies after refinement, were also far from a match.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom—
Simultaneously, the other ten Monarch Puppets charged over, attacking Ye Chen at the same time, their eyes all shimmering with savage ferocity.
The eleven Monarch Puppets possessed Monarch Heavenly Souls but lacked True Spirits, equivalent to the idiocy of ordinary mortals, devoid of their own intelligence. They had all been forcibly erased by Ye Chen.
Now that the Monarch Puppets were complete, they exhibited only the savagery of wild beasts, desiring to destroy everything.
If released, they would undoubtedly be the most terrifying disaster.
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, showing not a trace of fear. He didn't even summon his Great Emperor reincarnation body. With a flicker of his figure, he charged straight into their midst.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom—
In the blink of an eye, after the collisions, all eleven Monarch Puppets were sent flying, crashing against the walls of the Chaos Great Cauldron, the clanging sounds incessant.
On their sturdy, indestructible bodies, imprints were left—fist prints, palm prints, finger prints, foot prints, and so on.
But as the metallic radiance flowed over the bodies of these Monarch Puppets, these imprints slowly repaired until they returned to normal.
"Indeed good, quite useful."
Ye Chen was very satisfied with these Monarch Puppets.
"Roar—"
"Awoo roar—"
"Ah—" …
The eleven Monarch Puppets, like eleven extremely fearsome peerless great evils, opened their blood-red eyes and roared incessantly at Ye Chen.
"Seal!"
From Ye Chen's fingers and palms flew ten Sealing Gates. Each one landed before a Monarch Puppet, carrying boundless sealing power, trapping the exceptionally savage Monarch Puppets, making it difficult for them to break free in a short time.
The eleventh Monarch Puppet was sealed by the Human Emperor Pagoda transformed from the Suppressing Heaven Seal.
With a wave of his large hand, the ten Sealing Gates, along with the ten Monarch Puppets, landed before him.
"The final step. In the name of I, the Douzhan Sheng Wang, be enslaved!"
Ye Chen's fingertip sliced open, consecutively releasing eleven drops of dazzling, myriad-colored Chaos Essence Blood—his very essence blood.
Using the essence blood as a guide, he swiftly sketched one profound and mysterious Chaos rune after another in the void before him.
With the sketching of each Chaos rune, a large amount of Chaos Saint Soul power surged from between his eyebrows, pouring into it.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom—
Finally, eleven Chaos runes were sketched. Each one appeared to contain infinite divine soul power and was endlessly complex.
After successfully sketching them, Ye Chen also revealed a trace of fatigue. Clearly, sketching such Chaos runes consumed a significant amount of divine soul power. Even Ye Chen, whose divine soul power was stronger than that of ordinary Ancient Monarchs, found it somewhat taxing. One could imagine how draining it was.
However, this step was also crucial. It was to imprint these Monarch Puppets with his own divine soul mark, completely turning them into his puppets, obeying all commands.
Ye Chen continuously flicked his fingers. After each of these divine soul runes fused with a drop of Chaos Essence Blood, they respectively submerged into the space between the eyebrows of these Monarch Puppets.
Zzzz—
As the Chaos Essence Blood entered the space between their eyebrows, these Monarch Puppets immediately began roaring and howling madly. Each roar was unimaginably loud, more terrifying than heavenly thunder, capable of shattering world after world.
The eleven Monarch Puppets struggled incessantly, resisting the Chaos Essence Blood gradually fusing within the space between their eyebrows, unwilling to be enslaved.
But each drop of Chaos Essence Blood contained Ye Chen's vast Chaos Saint Soul power, further enhanced by the Chaos runes. How terrifying it was.
If these Monarch Puppets were still the living Ancient Monarchs of their past lives, that would be one thing—they would know how to employ various dao techniques to resist.
Even if they just employed Emperor Arts to resist, Ye Chen would be helpless.
But unfortunately, now that the Monarch Puppets' True Spirits had been erased, only instinct remained. They were utterly incapable of employing dao techniques to resist Ye Chen.
"Be enslaved!"
Ye Chen let out a great shout, his eyes suddenly erupting with boundless radiance, like a heavenly god's roar, filled with peerless majesty.
Zzzz—
The eleven drops of Chaos Essence Blood completely fused into the space between the eyebrows of the eleven Monarch Puppets.