Observing from the shadows, Ye Chen revealed a trace of surprise, then smiled helplessly. "I forgot this kid is the disciple of the Space-Time Emperor."
This was something he had learned later.
Under the Space-Time Emperor Technique, even the massive hand of the alien Ancient Monarch slowed down many times over, unable to catch up to Qian Xun.
Relying on his space-time methods, Qian Xun was practically fearless; even an Ancient Monarch would find it difficult to deal with him.
Whoosh—
Qian Xun's figure vanished in an instant, reappearing elsewhere.
"Space-Time Emperor Technique?" The alien Ancient Monarch uttered in surprise. "I never expected you to have some tricks up your sleeve, mastering such a method. It is indeed extraordinary, but before this Monarch, it's not quite enough."
Boom—
The monarchial heavenly might suddenly intensified many times over. Qian Xun abruptly discovered that the fragments of time swirling before him had suddenly frozen.
The massive hand materialized from monarch rules was too terrifying; it directly shattered the obstruction of the Space-Time Emperor Technique, extending forward to suppress heaven and earth, unstoppable.
After all, the gap between them was too vast.
With a helpless sigh, Qian Xun muttered to himself, "Yaya, I can only use the space-time scroll you gave me."
Whoosh—
A scroll appeared in his hand, inscribed with space-time dao patterns. It was the life-saving scroll Yaya had given Qian Xun. By mastering this space-time scroll, one could traverse space-time and teleport to any location at will—a supreme treasure for preserving one's life.
Generally speaking, he truly didn't want to use this space-time scroll unless absolutely necessary, but now was precisely such a time.
Hum—
The space-time scroll activated, releasing an immensely powerful space-time force. Faintly visible was what seemed like a world tree connecting heaven and earth swaying, piercing through space-time.
"A space-time scroll?" The alien Ancient Monarch was greatly astonished, though the killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger. "Hmph, so what if you have a space-time scroll? This old man has mastered a fearsome Great Dao divine ability—Space-Time Collapse!"
As the Great Dao divine ability was unleashed, the space-time channel formed by the space-time force emanating from the scroll suddenly halted and began to collapse.
Qian Xun's expression changed drastically. "Impossible!"
This scroll was personally crafted by Yaya. As a natural-born world tree of the Space-Time Great Dao, the space-time scrolls she created were considered unbreakable. Yet now, space-time was collapsing.
Soon, he understood. In a sense, Yaya's space-time scrolls were indeed unbreakable, but his opponent was a genuine Ancient Monarch. Even if his comprehension of the Space-Time Great Dao couldn't compare, his realm surpassed Yaya's. With overwhelming force breaking all methods, the space-time divine ability he executed could suppress the formation of the space-time channel with absolute power.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.
"Heh, it is indeed a bit troublesome. I'll have to pay some price, but there's no other choice."
At the same time, Qian Xun's eyes gleamed with a cold light. He was about to employ a forbidden method to escape this calamity.
How could someone like him lack corresponding life-saving means? But some methods required a bloody price and wouldn't be used unless facing a life-or-death situation like this.
Yet now, he had no choice but to employ such a forbidden technique.
Just as he was about to activate it, his entire body suddenly stiffened—
"Primordial Beginning!"
A clear, resonant voice resounded throughout heaven and earth, so sudden, yet so familiar and intimate, causing Qian Xun's heart to tremble with irrepressible excitement.
Hum—
Everything between heaven and earth began to flow backward—even the activated space-time scroll returned to its original state, and the massive hand of the alien Ancient Monarch retracted.
The shattered heaven and earth were restored.
Space-Time Reversal!
Silently, a man who looked extremely similar to him but far more perfect appeared, as if manifested by the Heavenly Dao—flawless, complete, and without deficiency. He looked at Qian Xun with a special gentleness and said softly, "The space-time scroll isn't used like that."
"Father!"
Qian Xun gazed excitedly at the perfect man before him. Who else could it be but his father, Ye Chen?
Even though Ye Chen had changed greatly, becoming more perfect and supreme, far surpassing his former self, the intimate connection of shared blood still let Qian Xun know it was his father.
"Battle Saint King?"
The alien Ancient Monarch hidden in the shadows was stunned. He never expected the Battle Saint King to appear at this moment, nor that he would master such a method, but he felt no fear.
Even knowing that the Battle Saint King had once entered the alien ancient universe's center alone, slaughtered numerous top alien geniuses—including Imperial Sons and Daughters—in the Burial Immortal Realm, and finally followed the Flame Emperor into the Origin Ancient Path, perhaps obtaining great opportunities, he refused to believe that in just a hundred short years, Ye Chen could have progressed much from his previous heaven-defying Quasi-Monarch level.
He then sneered repeatedly. "I never expected you to come as well. Perfect timing—I'll send both father and son to your deaths together."
The monarchial heavenly might grew even stronger, causing the entire secret treasure heaven and earth to begin shattering. Such power was enough to slay ordinary Ancient Monarchs.
But was Ye Chen an ordinary Ancient Monarch?
He cast a cold glance at the alien Ancient Monarch, his expression impassive. "A mere Fourth Heaven Monarch dares to boast about killing my son and me? Who gave you the courage?"
Boom—
Ye Chen made his move. With a casual wave of his hand, he directly shattered the sky-covering massive hand condensed from monarch rules. Then, his hand grasped through the void, tearing through layer upon layer of space to pull a figure out from nothingness.
That figure radiated powerful monarchial heavenly might—it was precisely the second alien Ancient Monarch who had attacked earlier.
But this powerful monarch, whose cultivation had reached the Fourth Heaven, was pulled out without any resistance under Ye Chen's action.
The difference was clear at a glance!
The alien Ancient Monarch's face paled with horror. "How is this possible?"
He was a Fourth Heaven Monarch, countless times stronger than ordinary Ancient Monarchs.
And wasn't the Battle Saint King just a heaven-defying Quasi-Monarch? Even if he had advanced to Ancient Monarch over the years, he shouldn't be this powerful.
Unfortunately, they had invaded the Pangu Universe during the time Ye Chen was on the Origin Ancient Path. They didn't know Ye Chen was an Eternal Quasi-Monarch, let alone that he had successfully advanced to Eternal Monarch five years ago. His combat power was terrifying, surpassing that of ordinary Ancient Monarchs by an unknown magnitude.
Thus, limited by their awareness, they still believed Ye Chen was merely a Quasi-Monarch, at best a newly advanced Ancient Monarch. How could they know Ye Chen's heaven-defying fearsomeness?
"A Fourth Heaven Monarch is nothing but an ant," Ye Chen said disdainfully.
Indeed, an ordinary Fourth Heaven Monarch's combat power was roughly equivalent to forty thousand monarch rules, but Ye Chen rivaled an Eighth Heaven peerless monarch, with combat power reaching at least three million rules—a nearly hundredfold gap, truly like an ant.
He slapped out a palm—formless, traceless—an unparalleled force transmitted through the void.
The Fourth Heaven alien monarch immediately changed color.
Before he could even flee, that palm force crashed onto his body. With a thunderous boom, he was utterly annihilated, both his monarch body and monarch heavenly soul shattered into fine particles.
Utterlynot worth a single blow / utterly weak!