Boom! An unparalleled aura spread across the six directions and eight wildernesses, causing this entire stretch of heaven and earth to tremble—all because of a single youth.
Ye Chen stood tall in the sky, his black hair dancing wildly like black dragons in flight. His physique was robust and powerful, his blood energy rumbling like thunder within him. Divine radiance shot forth from the crown of his head, and an aura no weaker than that of a Saint Lord slowly diffused, permeating the six directions and eight wildernesses, even shaking the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
At this moment, he was like a supreme Human Sovereign descending to the mortal world, looking down upon all the powerful beings, surveying heaven and earth.
"Such a powerful aura, not the slightest bit weaker than ours. How did he achieve this?"
The five opposing supreme power-holders paled, while the three hundred Primordial War Cavalry on their own side were also astonished, deeply aware that Ye Chen harbored great secrets.
Wang Ming sighed, a trace of confusion flickering in his eyes as he murmured softly, "You have finally regained the invincible bearing of your former years."
"Mm. Let's go together and slaughter them," Ye Chen said with calm and composed demeanor, his gaze profound and placid, without a single ripple. Perhaps he no longer considered his opponents worth a glance.
"Good!" Wang Ming also strode forward.
"Although we don't know how you've become so powerful, it's likely you're borrowing some external force. Hmph, do you truly think you're invincible under heaven?"
The five supreme power-holders in the distance were enraged. What kind of attitude was this? Did he really think he was a peerless Saint Lord?
Boom! Five Saint Lord-level Dao weapons fully awakened. Their might felt as if five Saint Lords themselves had descended, ruling over heaven and earth.
"Although, as you suspect, this power is borrowed, at least at this moment it obeys my command and is at my disposal," Ye Chen said.
Before his words had even faded, Ye Chen directly attacked. He walked forward step by step, his expression calm, treading upon the void as if ascending stairs. Yet his movements were like those of a supreme Divine King, striking toward the enemy.
Boom! The void collapsed. Ye Chen's every gesture contained the terrifying power to shake heaven and earth. He swept forward, myriad profound principles blossoming between his fingers and palms, surging in all directions to assail his foes.
Everyone was horrified. At this moment, Ye Chen was far too powerful, even surpassing Wang Ming.
What it meant to be supreme and invincible was now fully displayed. He directly blasted apart the entire stretch of heaven and earth, returning it to chaos.
The five opposing supreme power-holders' expressions changed repeatedly. They hurriedly awakened their Saint Lord-level Dao weapons to defend, even slashing out beams of dazzling, world-destroying immortal light to attack Ye Chen.
Boom! The void continuously collapsed, the earth continuously split—all caused by the collision of their powers.
During this time, Ye Chen strode through the void, with Dao and principles intertwining and evolving beneath his feet. It was as if he walked beyond the Three Realms, outside the Five Elements. None of the attacks from the five supreme power-holders could even touch the hem of his garment; they were all deflected.
Moreover, what terrified them was that this was clearly a young youth, yet the Dao principles he wielded were profound and abstruse. Even they could not see through them. No matter how powerful the borrowed force, one could not instantly comprehend and unleash the Dao principles belonging to that realm.
Realm was realm. One could not simply borrow power to cross a great realm and wield the corresponding Dao principles.
However, how could they know that in his previous life, Ye Chen's realm was far higher than theirs, and the profundity of the laws he comprehended was naturally countless times deeper.
Swish! Ye Chen instantly appeared before one of the divine radiance clusters. Behind it, a faint, illusory figure could be seen, controlling this Saint Lord-level Dao weapon in attack—it was a strand of divine sense.
By the time the opponent noticed Ye Chen's arrival, it was already too late. Despite desperately attacking, shattering heaven and earth, Ye Chen's gaze turned cold. His palm, formed like a blade, descended from the sky. With a thunderous boom, that strand of divine sense directly exploded, leaving only the Saint Lord-level Dao weapon behind.
This Dao weapon had long since birthed an internal deity, possessing corresponding intelligence. At this moment, it erupted with ten thousand strands of dawn light, Dao principles forming in sheets, isolating heaven and earth, and also attempting to flee.
"Stay."
The current Ye Chen possessed great divine abilities. He simply reached out, covering heaven and earth, enveloping the four directions and eight trigrams, and grabbed it in his hand. No matter how the Saint Lord-level Dao weapon struggled, it was useless; that giant hand was simply immovable.
The space between Ye Chen's eyebrows shone even more brilliantly, like a vast, blazing sun, divine radiance awe-inspiring, pressure peerless. Carrying the invincible will of a Battle Saint, it plunged into the Saint Lord-level Dao weapon, suppressing the deity within and claiming it for his own use.
Boom! A terrifying light-shadow shot out from this Saint Lord-level Dao weapon, its majesty peerless, coldly shouting, "Junior, you dare lay hands on this venerable one's Dao weapon?"
"Junior?" Ye Chen's voice turned icy as he directly attacked. "When I roamed freely across the Myriad Domains in the past, you didn't even know where you were."
His palm-blade slashed down from above, then gave a single shake. This strand of divine sense from the Saint Lord-level existence completely disintegrated into dust.
All of this happened within a few breaths, unbelievably fast. The other four supreme power-holders paled even further. To have resolved one of them so quickly, suppressing the Saint weapon's deity and erasing the Saint Lord's imprint—even with borrowed external power, he shouldn't be terrifying to this extent.
The Saint Lord-level Dao weapon now lay docilely in Ye Chen's palm. It was a war sword, inscribed with dark golden Dao marks. The material it was forged from was even more extraordinary—Xiantian Sacred Silver, a divine material capable of forging Great Dao ancient weapons. It had the potential to grow into a Dao weapon of a Heavenly King Invincible.
The war sword hummed, fully awakening in Ye Chen's palm, truly displaying the divine might befitting a Saint Lord-level weapon.
Ye Chen held the war sword, then swept his gaze toward the other four supreme power-holders. It was like two bolts of lightning streaking across heaven and earth. He licked his lips and said, "Now it should be your turn."
"Don't hesitate! This kid is too terrifying. Let's attack together!"
"Good!"
At this moment, the four Saint Lord-level Dao weapons all fully awakened, slashing out beams of law-infused divine radiance, continuously attacking Ye Chen.
Yet Ye Chen remained composed, wielding the war sword to continuously slash out massive sword beams, thick as mountain ranges, carving terrifying, bottomless chasms across this vast land.
Wang Ming's eyes flickered uncertainly, while the three hundred Primordial War Cavalry trembled in awe. The invincible bearing of their lord was deeply imprinted in their hearts.
Boom! A deafening explosion—Ye Chen swung the war sword and struck a Saint Lord-level Dao weapon. The divine radiance cluster directly dissipated and vanished. It was a purple divine drum, booming in resonance with heaven and earth, spreading rule-infused Dao mark divine traces, bombarding Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's entire body was enveloped by ten layers of divine halos, impervious to all techniques, rendering the attacks utterly useless. He angrily cleaved with the war sword, tearing through the void, even piercing a hole straight through this divine drum, causing this Saint Lord-level Dao weapon to develop a flaw.
The various power-holders paled. Ye Chen actually possessed the terrifying power to damage even Saint Lord-level Dao weapons.
The divine drum was quickly grasped by its wielder and pulled back. The other three Saint Lord-level Dao weapons swiftly closed in, attacking Ye Chen together.
Ye Chen did not retreat. His black hair danced wildly, his eyes even more fiercely glaring, shooting forth cold lightning. He discarded the war sword, and then the Great Dao Treasure Vessel Seal manifested. The mouth of the vase aimed at everything before it, spewing forth world-destroying light, its might peerless in the world.
Boom! The void turned to flying ash, sinking the vast earth. Yet during this, Ye Chen's robes remained undamaged, ethereal and transcendent like an immortal, yet his attacks were terrifying like a war immortal. A fearsome will stirred between heaven and earth as he continuously struck out.
Roar! He let out a great shout. Between his eyebrows, a dazzling little figure appeared—it was his Great Dao mark. Now condensed into human form, it attacked, crossing the vast sky in an instant to arrive before one of the Saint Lord-level Dao weapons. Its form condensed into a blazing sun, directly smashing over.
With a thunderous boom, the divine radiance cluster dispersed. It was the azure-gold divine staff that had attacked first. It was struck until its radiance completely dimmed, its Dao marks vanished, and that strand of divine sense also grew faint.
Then Ye Chen's true body instantly pierced through the void to arrive. Swinging the war sword horizontally, he completely annihilated it. The dazzling little figure plunged into the azure-gold divine staff, thoroughly suppressing the deity within and erasing the divine sense left by the Saint Lord-level existence.
Not long after, the azure-gold divine staff was also grasped in his hand. With the endless power continuously output by Old Yan, the two Saint Lord-level Dao weapons erupted with overwhelming divine might, as if two Saint Lords had descended, fighting side by side.
The remaining three supreme power-holders who had come to intercept him paled repeatedly. Finally, they exchanged glances, sighed, and fled separately.
Because they all understood that in a real fight, it was impossible to continue battling Ye Chen. This youth was too powerful; how could they fight him?
"Trying to flee? You might as well stay."
Ye Chen alone charged forward, unleashing his peerless, world-shaking divine might to sweep across, successively suppressing the remaining three Saint Lord-level Dao weapons. Unwilling roars echoed back: "Ye Chen, you can't do this! Do you want to make a complete enemy of the Immortal Sacred Lands behind us?"
"You all came to capture me for study, and now you won't even allow me to resist? You say this offends you, but if I didn't, would you spare me? Ridiculous!"
Ye Chen's face was expressionless as he swept forward, displaying invincible divine might. Everything was forcefully suppressed and subdued.
Finally, five Saint Lord-level Dao weapons lay quietly in Ye Chen's palm, motionless: the war sword, divine drum, divine staff, Dao Pagoda, and sacred hammer. All their deities had completely submitted under Ye Chen's suppression. The Saint Lord-level imprints within were also severed, becoming his trophies of victory.
Then Ye Chen aimed a palm strike at each of the five Saint Lord-level Dao weapons. Each Saint Lord-level Dao weapon condensed into the most dazzling meteor, shooting out, streaking across the sky, and vanishing into the distance.
"My lord, what are you...?"
The three hundred Primordial War Cavalry were all puzzled. Ye Chen replied indifferently, "Since they dared to come harm me, the price naturally isn't as simple as losing a strand of divine sense and a Dao weapon. Only by killing them will it serve as the greatest deterrent!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Five terrifying explosions resounded in the distant horizon, accompanied by horrified screams that abruptly ceased. Then the five Saint Lord-level Dao weapons flew back, stained with blood, with human-shaped imprints upon them—clearly, they had slain Saints.
Only then did everyone understand: Ye Chen had located the positions of the five supreme power-holders who had attacked from the shadows, struck there, and killed them.
At this moment, they deeply felt Ye Chen's power and invincibility!