In the shadows, Ye Chen nodded slightly, feeling quite gratified.
Qian Xun had grasped the Battle Saint Art profoundly, integrating it into his very bones. One could even say that at the Heaven-Defying Quasi-Monarch level, Ye Chen wasn't certain he could surpass Qian Xun. Having fully inherited the true teachings of the Battle Saint lineage, Ye Chen believed he must have received guidance from either the Formless Monarch or the Worldless Emperor; otherwise, his mastery wouldn't be so profound.
Yet, one had to admit that Jiaye Nine Desolations was also exceptionally strong. As a generation's Imperial Son, the purest Supreme bloodline power flowed within him, with Great Dao runes flickering in his veins, surging and mighty—he was practically a young Ancient Emperor. Wielding a great staff, he angrily met the attack, accompanied by thousands of dragon-like vines, launching a fierce assault on Qian Xun.
The two clashed, their Heaven-Defying Quasi-Monarch imposing might displayed without a doubt. They fought until the heavens crumbled and the earth split, until the starry sky collapsed, until great realms shattered.
Within the illusory world, only dazzling golden light and dark light intertwined and flickered against each other.
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged over three hundred rounds.
Suddenly, Qian Xun's imposing might surged dramatically!
Heaven-Shaking Hand!
Heaven-Severing Finger!
Heaven-Suppressing Seal!
The three Battle Saint Arts were executed from Qian Xun's hands as if he were the second coming of the Battle Saint Ancestor himself. Striking like thunder, forceful and domineering, accompanied by brilliant, flourishing golden radiance, he shattered Jiaye Nine Desolations' myriad defenses.
Boom—
Finally, blood splattered. Jiaye Nine Desolations was wounded, blood drawn by Qian Xun, while Qian Xun remained unscathed. The difference was clear at a glance.
Jiaye Nine Desolations was enraged. His father, the Battle Saint King, was one thing—dubbed the great slayer of Supreme offspring, having single-handedly nearly wiped out the alien race's Imperial Sons and Daughters. But now his son appeared, also possessing such imposing might? This was intolerable. He must kill him to prove the alien race's invincible dominance.
"Die!"
Enraged, Jiaye Nine Desolations unleashed the most terrifying forbidden divine ability of the Jiaye Imperial Clan.
But Qian Xun also unleashed a forbidden divine ability from the Battle Saint Art—Battle Saint Heaven-Slaying!
Boom—
The two collided massively. The illusory world began to disintegrate, returning to layers of chaos.
In the end, everything dissipated. Qian Xun nearly exploded, covered in blood, his aura plummeting.
But Jiaye Nine Desolations' injuries were even more severe. His form and spirit exploded on the spot, only to painfully reconstitute in the distance. His origin suffered terrible damage, his wounds more grievous than Qian Xun's.
Without a doubt, even in a battle between Heaven-Defying Quasi-Monarchs of the same level, Qian Xun was clearly superior to Jiaye Nine Desolations by a margin.
Boom—
Qian Xun employed the Sacred Body Regeneration Technique, not sparing his origin, instantly recovering from his injuries. Transforming into a golden streak of light, he arrived before Jiaye Nine Desolations in the blink of an eye, reaching to seize the latter's soul.
That's right. He intended to fulfill his promise—to kill Jiaye Nine Desolations, slay the alien Imperial Son, and continue the invincible bearing of his father, the Battle Saint King!
"No—"
Jiaye Nine Desolations panicked, knowing that if he were truly struck, he would undoubtedly die.
"Junior, how dare you!"
Suddenly, a cold snort exploded, carrying boundless imposing might.
From the shadows erupted a powerful Monarch's Heavenly Might, sweeping across the cosmos.
An Ancient Monarch had made a move, extremely powerful, far surpassing a Heaven-Defying Quasi-Monarch. It enveloped this region, sealed the void, immobilized Qian Xun's figure, and even reached out to grab him. Unparalleled power surged, intending to casually kill Qian Xun.
Under this Monarch's Heavenly Might, far stronger than that of a First Heaven Monarch, Qian Xun found it difficult to even move.
"Alien race, enough is enough. In a clash of the younger generation, how shameless for an elder to intervene."
From the Pangu Universe side, someone also snorted coldly. An Ancient Monarch made a move, blocking the alien Monarch and lifting the restrictions, freeing Qian Xun.
Qian Xun had just breathed a sigh of relief, but his imposing might did not cease. He continued his strike toward Jiaye Nine Desolations.
But at that moment, a second alien Monarch appeared from the shadows, his imposing might surpassing the previous one—at least a powerful Monarch of the Third or Fourth Heaven. With a cold snort that exploded like thunder, Qian Xun's figure trembled violently, coughing up a mouthful of golden sacred blood.
Only the voice of the second alien Monarch from the shadows was heard, cold and detached: "A member of the Battle Saint lineage, and the son of the Battle Saint King at that. Indeed, he possesses some of his father's imposing might. But today, he must be executed!"
A giant hand instantly covered the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, casting infinite shadows that blotted out the sky and sun, terrifying beyond measure.
Moreover, this was not a hand of flesh and blood, but one purely condensed from Monarch's laws, even more horrifying. A First Heaven Monarch struck by it would be utterly pulverized.
At this moment, Qian Xun faced a great enemy, goosebumps rising all over his body.
The sole Pangu Universe Ancient Monarch was furious: "Alien race, you seek death."
He wanted to intervene, but the first alien Ancient Monarch blocked him, coldly stating, "I am your opponent."
Clearly, the Pangu Universe Ancient Monarch was unable to assist; wanting to help Qian Xun was impossible.
The Pangu Universe side had no other Ancient Monarchs to intervene.
Hunyue Emperor's expression turned slightly cold. Now that his grudge with the Battle Saint King was resolved, he naturally held no past prejudice. Seeing Qian Xun about to be harmed by the alien race, he naturally intended to act.
But Ye Chen stopped him, saying, "No need. Let's see how much this kid has grown over the years. I don't believe my offspring can't even handle this."
He naturally wouldn't stand by and watch Qian Xun be killed by an alien Monarch's attack, but he also wouldn't intervene lightly. That wouldn't be conducive to Qian Xun's growth. Qian Xun needed to experience more trials to grow better and stronger.
Boom—
Only to see Qian Xun's entire body nearly ignite, with boundless sacred light billowing forth, mighty enough to strike the heavens.
The restraints between heaven and earth were shattered.
Facing the giant hand of the alien Ancient Monarch reaching for him, he let out a long roar, employing the Battle Saint Art to clash against it.
The outcome was naturally grim. Even as a Heaven-Defying Quasi-Monarch, he couldn't withstand an Ancient Monarch. His figure was sent flying, coughing up great mouthfuls of blood. Golden blood stained his entire body, his form covered in cracks, nearly exploding.
Swish—
At the same time, the Sacred Body Regeneration Technique was employed. Qian Xun did not attempt a direct confrontation, knowing the gap between them all too well. With a great shout, he turned to flee.
"Junior, no matter what, you will die today."
The alien Ancient Monarch's cold snort continued to explode. The entire illusory world could no longer withstand it and began to shatter, the heavens crumbling and the earth splitting.
That Monarch's giant hand instantly covered an area far exceeding millions of miles, enveloping everything within the secret realm's heaven and earth, save for the Immortal Heavenly Pass, within its grasp.
Palm Encompassing Heaven and Earth!
This was the most terrifying technique, intending to utterly annihilate everything.
Though Qian Xun's expression changed drastically, he showed little panic, roaring, "Old fool, you forced me to this."
Qian Xun spat out a mouthful of essence blood. His entire being's aura climbed level by level, nearly reaching that of a true Ancient Monarch. Yet, astonishingly, no Monarch's Heavenly Tribulation descended. By borrowing some secret method, he had actually elevated himself to this step.
Simultaneously, fragments of time danced around him—that was the Time-Space Emperor Art. As the inheritor of the Time-Space Great Emperor, Qian Xun was remarkably special indeed.