"What exactly is happening?"
The three hundred Primordial War Cavalry were shocked and suspicious, and the three Commanders were even more astonished and uncertain. Even if their eyes were about to split, they couldn't see what earth-shattering event was occurring on the distant horizon.
A wave of the most terrifying dao fluctuations spread out, causing people's expressions to change.
"That is... a Saint Lord-level existence!"
Even Ye Chen couldn't help but stand up, his eyes sparkling as he gazed into the distance. That fluctuation was even stronger than the Saint from the Scarlet God Valley earlier, its majesty peerless. Who else could it be but a Saint Lord-level existence?
On the faraway horizon of the sky, a ball of divine radiance was appearing, thousands of times more dazzling than the sun in the sky. Supreme dao laws were spreading, their pressure suppressing the vast sky as it rapidly approached.
A pair of solidified gazes fell upon Ye Chen, with Dao principles and divine marks appearing, as if they could see through everything.
Even Ye Chen's expression turned grave. Nine divine halos instantly enveloped his body, and a tenth halo dimly appeared, concealing all his aura, making it impossible to detect.
"Young True King, indeed it is so, possessing the aura of immortality. If captured and brought back, perhaps we could research the secret of becoming a True King, allowing the kings of our clan to achieve Immortal True King status, and one day ascend to the Human Sovereign throne." The Saint Lord-level existence murmured softly, yet everyone present could hear that its target was clearly Ye Chen.
"Primordial War Cavalry, hand over Yue, and we may spare your lives!"
The Saint Lord-level existence stood tall in the sky, looking down from a high position, shouting at the three hundred Primordial War Cavalry.
"Scram!"
The three hundred Primordial War Cavalry directly merged as one, their battle qi soaring like a rainbow, resisting the Saint Lord's pressure and protecting Ye Chen within.
Commander Meng Wan coldly shouted, "If you want to harm a single hair on the Young Master, you'll have to ask whether our three hundred Primordial War Cavalry agree!"
Without a word, each Primordial War Cavalry raised their knight lances, battle qi erupting, pointing them at the distant foe.
"Hmph, stubborn fools. Today, this seat will see if the so-called three hundred Primordial War Cavalry can match a Saint Lord!" The mysterious Saint Lord-level existence snorted coldly, unleashing supreme pressure and directly making a move. A large area of the earth directly collapsed, dust billowing.
Boom—
Before the three hundred Primordial War Cavalry could even act to resist, the Black Heaven Token hummed, and Wang Ming's figure stepped out.
After the previous battle, his figure had become much more illusory, as it was merely a battle imprint and not his true self. But at this moment, he was still incomparably domineering. With a single leap, his entire person charged towards the distant horizon, swinging his spiked mace in a sweeping strike.
"Everyone, look! It's our Lord confronting a Saint Lord-level existence!"
Commander Meng Wan activated a dao technique, projecting the scene from the far horizon onto the sky, making the blood of the three hundred Primordial War Cavalry boil with excitement.
Within the projection, it was clearly visible that on the distant horizon stood a tall figure like a god or demon, towering and robust, with thick black hair flowing down. His entire being erupted with a wild, boundless dao pressure that seemed about to crush the void itself, terrifying to the extreme.
Like a Pangu Great God who split heaven and earth, he strode to the front of the ball of divine radiance. His spiked mace swept out directly, smashing into the ball of divine radiance, causing many of the war cavalry to hold their breath. Although they firmly believed in their Lord's invincibility, this was only a battle imprint, not his true body. Could it match a true Saint Lord-level existence?
Boom—
The most terrifying fluctuation exploded, stirring up billions of zhang of dazzling divine radiance that pierced through the layers of bloody clouds, restoring a clear and bright world.
"Wang Ming, you dare to charge up here and face me with just a mere battle imprint!"
An angry voice rang out, clearly audible for thousands of miles around.
"Hmph, you're merely wielding a Saint Lord-level Dao weapon with your divine sense. Do you truly think you are a Saint Lord?"
Wang Ming's icy voice came through, making many people sigh in relief. If a true Saint Lord had come, it would have been troublesome.
Only his god-demon-like figure could be seen spanning between heaven and earth, continuously striking out with blow after blow. Each blow carried the weight of billions of jun, sweeping over with the vast might of heaven and earth. Each strike seemed capable of easily tearing apart mountains and rivers, truly incomparably fearsome.
Although that Saint Lord-level Dao weapon had been revived to its maximum extent by its wielder, immortal light and Dao marks overflowed, merging with supreme Saint might, making it truly terrifying. A single strike could turn a thousand miles of mountains and rivers to dust, leaving nothing behind.
But before Wang Ming's ancient great god-like, burly figure, it was completely suppressed and beaten, humming lightly, almost as if whimpering.
With a boom, the spiked mace cleaved down from above. The ball of divine radiance directly shattered, revealing a divine staff, its entire body gleaming with azure brilliance as if cast from blue gold. It was directly smashed deep into the earth for who knows how many miles, cracking the endless earth. The divine light faded, and the Saint might dissipated.
Pfft—
From the even more distant sky, in a previously empty void, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, accompanied by an incredulous voice: "How is this possible? I clearly revived the Saint Lord-level Dao weapon. Even if it's not comparable to a true Saint Lord-level powerhouse, it should be close. It's just a battle imprint. Is the Fourth Great Bandit Wang Ming really that powerful?"
The three hundred Primordial War Cavalry were boiling with excitement. Their Lord's invincible bearing had shaken them; he was truly peerless and unmatched.
"Gentlemen, do you still not wish to act at this point? Seize Yue, research the True King's secret. Only then will we have the qualifications to allow the kings of our various clans to walk the ultimate peak of the Human Sovereign's path in the future. Otherwise, how can we compete with the True Kings for the seal? Don't you understand the dao yet?"
The powerhouse secretly controlling the Saint Lord-level Dao weapon shouted coldly, causing the three hundred Primordial War Cavalry to change expressions. The experts who had come were not just one or two; there were others as well. Their sole purpose was to capture Ye Chen and research the secret of achieving True King status.
The path of the Human Sovereign was too cruel. Even powerful kings, though strong, truly speaking, only those Immortal True Kings had the qualifications to contend for the final Human Sovereign throne. Otherwise, everything would only become a pile of white bones on the Emperor's path.
Wang Ming's divine bravery and ferocity deeply moved everyone. Although a fully revived Saint Lord-level Dao weapon was equivalent to a Saint Lord-level existence making a move, it was ultimately just a dead object, not as flexible or capable of utilizing vast magical power as a true Saint Lord-level existence.
Moreover, the strength of the Fourth Great Bandit Wang Ming truly exceeded the expectations of the various powers who had come. He was really too powerful, somewhat absurdly so. Clearly, it was just a battle imprint. How could it be so ridiculously strong?
Only Ye Chen truly understood that the battle imprint Wang Ming had infused into the Black Heaven Token contained a strand of his supreme essence, energy, and spirit, which was a great loss. Hence, it was also extremely powerful. Even if it wasn't comparable to a Saint Lord-level powerhouse, it definitely wasn't far off.
"Fine. Although it's the battle imprint of a Saint Lord-level powerhouse, I don't believe he can simultaneously resist five Saint Lord-level Dao weapons."
On the distant horizon, four other terrifyingly boundless balls of divine radiance appeared, rippling with supreme dao fluctuations that shook heaven and earth. They pointed at Wang Ming from afar, about to unleash a world-shaking strike.
That blue-gold divine staff also shot out from the depths of the earth, once again radiating divine light and Saint might.
Even the three hundred Primordial War Cavalry felt their hearts tremble. Four more had come. Even if they were wielding Saint Lord-level Dao weapons to attack, they were still supremely powerful, not much weaker.
How could their Lord, no matter how invincible, resist them?
Wang Ming's entire person became frenzied. Supreme dao aura spread out as he swung his spiked mace, unleashing five consecutive strikes that actually contained the five elements divine techniques of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, transforming into yin and yang energies to resist.
At the same time, the three hundred Primordial War Cavalry merged as one and launched a strike, blasting apart heaven and earth!
Boom—
A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering, terrifyingly loud explosion erupted, blasting apart the boundless clouds and sinking who knows how many miles of vast crimson earth. This mountain range was completely flattened, ceasing to exist.
When everything was about to dissipate, Wang Ming's figure returned, still standing tall and unyielding. However, his silhouette had become much more illusory, as if it might completely scatter at any moment.
"Lord!"
The three hundred Primordial War Cavalry cried out in alarm. The five supreme powerers on the distant horizon sighed with emotion: "Truly worthy of being the Fourth Great Bandit Wang Ming. Though an enemy, he is also respectable."
Yet at this moment, even Ye Chen's gaze turned cold. He arrived by Wang Ming's side and said, "I will fight alongside you."
At this moment, the usually dignified Wang Ming couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter. He understood and did not stop him, saying, "Good! How many years have passed? We can finally fight side by side once more!"
"Young Master!" The three hundred Primordial War Cavalry exclaimed, not understanding. But the five supreme powerers on the distant horizon sneered coldly: "Ridiculous. Even if you are a young True King, so what? If you were the Yuan Yao Divine King or other True Kings of the past generation, we naturally would not be a match. But a newly emerged Immortal True King of the younger generation dares to fight? Seeking death!"
"Suppressing and killing you all is as easy as turning over my hand," Ye Chen sneered coldly, transmitting his voice: "Old Yan, lend me your power."
"Good!"
A vast dao power slowly flowed out from the depths of his heart, filling his limbs and bones. At this moment, he felt that every movement of his hands and feet contained the terrifying power to collapse heaven and earth.
This power felt familiar to him, reminding him of the years in his previous life when he was the supreme, invincible one.
Boom—
Instantly, Ye Chen's body erupted with a peerless, supreme, and unparalleled imposing aura. From the crown of his head, a fearsome divine light dragon charged out, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, plunging into the clouds above, scattering the layers of bloody clouds and shaking the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
His black hair danced wildly, his heroic bearing majestic, as if a Human Sovereign from his youth had descended to the mortal world, invincible under heaven, overlooking the Myriad Domains.
Every inch of his body now radiated the most vigorous and powerful vitality, and even more, supreme, terrifying, invincible power rippled forth as his origin began to revive.
He stood tall in the heavens, his entire body bathed in flawless divine radiance. Moreover, ten layers of divine light interweaving into a divine halo appeared behind him, setting him off as the supreme, invincible one.
Supreme, invincible pressure slowly spread out, just like that peerless, unmatched young Supreme One from forty years ago.
"Now, can you still say I don't have the qualifications?"
Ye Chen said slowly, his gaze sweeping towards the five supreme powerers in the sky, filled with killing intent!