After that day, many people were trying to find out just who the high-level alchemist in Wang Ming's residence was, with numerous powerful figures closely monitoring all movements around Wang Ming's estate.
Unfortunately, from beginning to end, no one was seen coming or going, only the appearances of Wang Ming, his disciple Wang Shan, and Ye Chen.
Moreover, with Wang Ming's presence, no one dared to openly enter the estate to investigate.
Under the divine sense coverage of a Saint Lord-level existence, who could possibly hide and sneak in? Even if a Saint Lord were to make a move, it might not be possible.
The three hundred Primordial War Cavalry were still in seclusion, digesting the Saint's essence blood. It could be imagined that this would require a not-so-short process, often taking one or two months, perhaps even longer.
Furthermore, the time required to refine and absorb the Bone-Tempering Treasure Pill was also not short. Combined, the time was too long. After merely cultivating in seclusion for half a month, Ye Chen finally bid farewell to Wang Ming.
He needed to leave, to embark on the path of seeking kingly blood, to revive his Innate Sacred Body, achieve a supreme battle physique, and stand tall once more in his former glory, even reaching greater heights.
Wang Ming was not surprised, only asking where he intended to go.
Ye Chen said, "If nothing unexpected happens, I will head to the center of the Myriad Domains. Someone entrusted me with a matter, to deliver a message to his family. I must go."
This person was naturally the Iceflame Heavenly King. His family was in the center of the Myriad Domains, belonging to a certain supreme Sacred Land that ruled over the myriad realms.
Moreover, he had already made a Heavenly Dao oath and could not go back on it; otherwise, he would suffer the backlash of the Heavenly Dao and face complete annihilation of both body and spirit.
Wang Ming did not inquire in detail, only admonishing Ye Chen to be extra careful. The center of the Myriad Domains was the true center of the world, where the Hundred Schools of Thought and countless large and small powers stood within this vast, boundless region. There were Immortal Sacred Lands, Immortal Empires, supreme Sacred Lands, and even the world's number one power, the Human Sovereign Palace.
Experts were as numerous as clouds, powerful figures stood in great numbers, hidden dragons and crouching tigers abounded. There were far too many strong individuals there. Even a Saint Lord-level existence entering that region could not truly act with impunity.
He instructed Ye Chen that after entering that region, everything required extreme caution; he must not be careless in the slightest.
Naturally, he had Ye Chen continue to hold his Black Sky Token. The Eight Great Bandits of Black Sky, even when viewed from the center of the Myriad Domains, were considered overlord-level figures. Moreover, among the Eight Great Bandits, there were individuals with terrifying energy and unfathomable cultivation. Rumors said they had already broken through Samsara, achieving the status of Heavenly King Invincible, so formidable that even mighty Immortal Sacred Lands would be extremely wary.
Whether it was the Scarlet God Valley or other hostile Immortal Sacred Lands, the reason they had never dared to move against the Black Sky Plains was partly because the Eight Great Bandits of Black Sky were almost all Saint Lord-level existences, but more importantly, because it was suspected that there was a Heavenly King Invincible among them, capable of roaming freely across the Myriad Domains, looking down upon all with pride, hence they dared not act.
A Heavenly King Invincible, when viewed from the center of the Myriad Domains, was absolutely a peerless powerhouse, enough to make many major forces feel wary. Even a supreme Sacred Land, while not fearing a Heavenly King Invincible, would not rashly offend one.
Moreover, this Black Sky Token represented his identity. In times of necessity, it could summon some old friends from the center of the Myriad Domains, all of whom were overlords with immense power and influence, making many things convenient for him.
Once encountering difficulties, as long as he held the Black Sky Token, many problems could be easily resolved.
Ye Chen naturally did not refuse and accepted it. Moreover, another combat imprint was infused into it.
"If not for pressing matters, I would have wished to accompany you," Wang Ming said. Now that he had become an overlord, he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Saint Lords of various Immortal Sacred Lands, walking proudly through the world.
With him by his side, Ye Chen would be much safer. Even in the center of the Myriad Domains, Saint Lord-level existences were absolute overlord-level figures.
Ye Chen punched his chest, producing a metallic clang, and laughed, "Don't worry. Focus on your own affairs. Old Yan is by my side; everything will be fine. No need to worry too much."
Old Yan's figure drifted out and nodded, saying, "Rest assured. After all, I will be protecting his path for ten years. Over these days, I have absorbed the Great Dao Blood and the Void Dao Divine Blood, repaired part of my remnant soul, and recovered a considerable amount of strength. I can face many situations with composure."
Wang Ming looked at Old Yan, also sensing that he had become even more unfathomable than before. Powerful as he was, he still seemed unable to gauge Old Yan's depth.
This mysterious old man was intimidating.
Finally, he patted Ye Chen's shoulder and sighed softly, "When you have time, go take a look at the Heavenly Gate. The sect master has now rebuilt the Heavenly Gate in the center of the Myriad Domains. Its prestige is gradually rising, peerless in the world, establishing a glorious sect not inferior to an Immortal Sacred Land. Several of the old ancestors have always missed you dearly. Ruoxi, in particular, has been guarding your cenotaph, living in the hut by the grave, never leaving for a moment."
Ye Chen's heart suddenly trembled. Before his eyes, a graceful, ethereal fairy seemed to appear, her black hair cascading over her shoulders, her bright eyes shedding tears, the beauty alone and haggard.
That was not his wife, but his only younger sister, named Ruoxi. In his previous life, they had depended on each other since childhood, often by his side. Their relationship was no less than that of his several beloved wives; she relied heavily on him, her elder brother.
The sorrow of his previous life had brought her pain no less than that of his several beloved wives.
Ye Chen's lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing, only clenching his fists tightly.
Three days later, Wang Ming saw him off personally, taking action himself to pilot a Saint Lord-level divine ship, sending Ye Chen to Qingyang City, the Domain Lord's Divine City of Qingyang Domain.
The Domain Gate was located in the central area of Qingyang City. It was an ancient and vast gate, filled with the vicissitudes of time, integrated with the void of heaven and earth, inscribed with the mysteries of the void, constantly merging with the void and influencing the world.
Every Domain Gate was precious, a spatial treasure left behind by peerless existences, capable of spanning several great domains in one go. Therefore, the fees charged for using a Domain Gate to travel across great domains were exorbitantly high, often calculated in amounts exceeding one hundred thousand jin of spirit stones.
Thus, under normal circumstances, few were willing to pay such a huge price for cross-domain travel. As cultivators had long lifespans, ordinary cultivators would rather spend several years slowly traversing domains than activate a Domain Gate for cross-domain travel.
The appearance of the Fourth Great Bandit immediately alarmed the many powerful figures in the Domain Lord's Divine City. The city lord of this generation personally appeared, his figure tall and imposing, dignified and unyielding, clad in divine robes, with surging divine radiance shimmering around him—also a peerless Saint Lord.
Upon seeing Wang Ming, the Qingyang City Lord laughed heartily, "The Fourth Great Bandit graces Qingyang City with his presence. I failed to welcome you from afar."
By his side followed a young man, bearing some resemblance to the Qingyang City Lord but appearing younger, only in his mid-twenties, with a heroic bearing, outstanding talent, and an imposing demeanor.
His brilliant golden hair cascaded over his shoulders, he wore a divine crown, and his entire body overflowed with dazzling divine radiance. Every inch of his physique seemed to contain the brilliance of the sun, making him remarkable.
Standing here, he gave off a powerful pressure.
The Young King of Qingyang Domain—the Sun King!
The Sun King, true to his name, was like the Sun God reincarnated, incredibly remarkable and also appearing arrogant. This was the pride of being a Young King of the younger generation. Searching across the Myriad Domains, only one appeared in several great domains, possessing absolute combat power that looked down upon his peers, having the qualification to be proud.
But in front of a Saint Lord-level existence like Wang Ming, he also restrained himself. The Sun King performed a respectful salute.
"City Lord Li Tian, you are too polite. The Sun King is indeed true to his name, extraordinary, born with kingly talent. Although the path of the Human Sovereign is fiercely competitive, he has the qualification to contend for it," Wang Ming praised the Sun King's extraordinary divine bearing, adding a few more smiles to the Qingyang City Lord's face.
Both the Sun King and he were people of the absolute ruler of Qingyang Domain, the Yanxia Sacred Land. The Sun King was even more the hope of the new generation of the Yanxia Sacred Land, extraordinary among the masses, born with kingly bearing. Since childhood, great hopes had been placed upon him; he was the hope to represent the Yanxia Sacred Land in the Human Sovereign contention battle in the future.
The Qingyang City Lord laughed heartily, then his gaze fell upon Ye Chen beside Wang Ming. Looking at this similarly young, heroic, and divinely bearing youth, he clearly sensed the terrifying blood energy surging within Ye Chen, so deafening that even someone as powerful as him couldn't help but be startled.
He recalled the recent rumors and immediately understood that the youth before him was none other than the currently trending, widely renowned first Young True King of the new generation—Yue!
The Qingyang City Lord immediately exclaimed, "This young friend should be the True King Yue who has recently gained great fame across the world. Truly worthy of being a Young True King, extraordinary indeed. Today, this humble one is fortunate to witness Yue's extraordinary divine bearing."
Ye Chen's aura was restrained, like an ordinary mortal. At this moment, he modestly said, "City Lord, you flatter me. I merely broke through to that step by a stroke of luck."
The Qingyang City Lord smiled wryly. In the current great era, with the myriad Daos erupting and the great era rising, who knew how many Kings had been born across the myriad realms? Far more than imagined.
Any Immortal Sacred Land had the qualification to nurture a Young King. There were also those who rose step by step from the mortal world, achieving a King's physique; it was not unheard of.
But even so, after the True Kings of the past generation were suspected to have all stepped into the mysterious Samsara one by one, in the new generation, so far, only Yue, this one Young True King, had been heard of. It could be imagined how difficult it was to achieve True King status—as difficult as ascending to heaven.
This so-called stroke of luck made countless people envious.
"True King?"
At this moment, the Sun King suddenly looked at Ye Chen. His eyes shot forth brilliant rays of light, like two dazzling little suns, striking and glaring, and an immeasurable kingly divine might spread out.
Clearly, he had also heard of Ye Chen's fame, but had never witnessed the might of a Young True King.
As a King, each one firmly believed themselves to be invincible among their generation, their cultivation at every realm considered to have been trained to the extreme, peerless and invincible. Hence, they harbored pride and wished to compete, to see if the so-called Young True King could truly surpass a King.
Regarding all this, the Qingyang City Lord did not stop it, because he similarly wanted to witness the gap between a King and a True King.
Wang Ming also did not stop it; on the contrary, he smiled, because he believed in Ye Chen.
Ye Chen smiled faintly. No matter how intense the Sun King's kingly divine might was, he appeared calm and composed, unaffected by it.
He didn't even release his aura, simply facing the Sun King's kingly pressure like this.
This scene made the Sun King's expression change slightly. The other party's strength was indeed beyond his expectations, but he did not give up. Instead, he strode forward, a vast expanse of brilliant divine fire blasting over, saying, "Let me feel just how powerful the so-called Young True King really is!"