"The Dragon Sturgeon, I, Ye Chen, will take it."
Ye Chen stood atop the highest point of the pyramid altar, reaching out to directly seize the divine spirit source, which was large enough to be half a zhang tall, into his hand. Along with it, he also obtained the priceless, two-foot-long Dragon Sturgeon.
Everyone was dumbfounded, utterly shocked that Ye Chen had actually managed to leap onto the highest point of the altar under such terrifying gravity. How powerful must his physical body be? It was simply unbelievable.
"Brother Ye... his treasure body is so formidable, it leaves us all in the dust. I'm afraid it's enough to rival a True King divine body," Daochu sighed softly.
Under such fearsome gravity, Dao principles and divine power were suppressed to the extreme, difficult to unleash; only the physical body could still be effective.
Rumble—
Under the terrifying gravity, the blood energy within Ye Chen's body began to boil, roaring like a raging flood, deafening and causing hearts to tremble, allowing everyone to truly feel the immense strength of his physique.
Even with his Dao and techniques severely suppressed, he was still this powerful, as if a Supreme One from ancient times lay dormant within him, with endless potential surging back to life.
He stood alone on the pyramid altar, his gaze indifferent as he swept it over all the kings. Only when he saw Daochu, Beiming Gongwang, and other kings did he give a slight nod. Yet, his lofty posture seemed like that of a king among kings, standing above them all, looked up to by the many kings, which drew cold snorts from many.
The divine spirit source was rare, but the Dragon Sturgeon was priceless!
Ye Chen stared at the two-foot-long Dragon Sturgeon within the divine spirit source, his eyes filled with boundless fervor.
In his previous life, he had been fortunate enough to catch a Dragon Sturgeon, only a foot long, which had driven the Saint Lords of the myriad realms into a frenzy. Now, the one he obtained was two feet long, making it even more priceless.
Moreover, this two-foot-long Dragon Sturgeon was not yet dead; it still harbored life force, making it even rarer. If it were dead, its medicinal efficacy would be reduced many times over.
But ultimately, what Ye Chen most wanted to obtain was the Dragon Origin within the Dragon Sturgeon's body, which could generate dragon blood and temper the strongest physique.
"Quickly, put the Dragon Sturgeon back into your spatial storage. This place holds great danger," Old Yan reminded.
Ye Chen naturally understood, but then his expression changed slightly. Under the terrifying gravity, his internal space could not be opened smoothly. The gravity here had reached an extreme level, and the Dragon Sturgeon would have been crushed if not for the divine spirit source offsetting the gravity.
However, Ye Chen still had Old Yan. Old Yan made his move, and with a *swish*, he stored both the spirit source and the Dragon Sturgeon into the ancient ring's space.
"Everyone, attack! We absolutely cannot let him obtain the Dragon Sturgeon smoothly," a king spoke up, inciting action.
The Dragon Sturgeon was priceless; everyone wanted to get their hands on it. No one was willing to let it go and miss this opportunity.
Only Daochu, Beiming Gongwang, and a few other kings who had fought alongside him earlier took a step back, leaping down to the lower levels of the pyramid altar. However, their divine power surged, adopting a battle stance, indicating one thing.
At the very top of the pyramid altar, they would not attack or gang up on him, out of respect for their previous camaraderie. But the Dragon Sturgeon was precious and priceless; for it, they would still make their move, just from the lower levels of the pyramid altar.
Ye Chen felt a flicker of gratitude. After all, they could only be considered acquaintances met by chance; for them to go this far was already quite good.
The other kings, including Zhao Wudao and Canglan Saint, were not so considerate. They had long since attacked, all charging toward Ye Chen, desperately unleashing their king-level divine abilities and circulating divine power to strike.
However, the higher they went, the more terrifying the gravity became, suppressing the divine power within their bodies, preventing it from recovering. They were almost reduced to using only their physical bodies to attack.
Ye Chen sneered. He leaped onto the three-zhang ancient coffin once again, directly contending for the treasures wrapped in divine radiance upon it. Then, with a great leap, he intended to jump down from the highest point of the altar and soar into the sky.
Boom—
A terrifying aura erupted, boundless and far-reaching. The very void of this domain trembled. Everyone looked in horror at the mysterious expert shrouded in mist. At this moment, an overwhelming divine might actually burst forth from within him, one that even the oppressive gravity of the three-zhang ancient coffin could not suppress.
"What? Could it be he carries another forbidden artifact or secret treasure on him?"
The kings all changed color. In such a gravity situation, possessing the enhancement of a forbidden artifact or secret treasure was the most terrifying, allowing one to surpass the king level.
"No, it's not a forbidden artifact or secret treasure. He achieved this step relying on his own divine power."
All the kings could sense that divine energy fluctuation, which originated from the same source as the blue-robed swordsman.
The only one who could reach this level at such a time was the legendary invincible existence—
An Immortal True King!
At this moment, everyone's expressions completely changed. They finally understood: this mysterious expert shrouded in mist was never an ordinary king from the start. He was an Immortal True King, just one who had concealed himself deeply enough, only revealing himself now that Ye Chen had obtained the Dragon Sturgeon.
He had probably harbored the same intention as Ye Chen, wary of being surrounded by the many kings, hence concealing his aura and approaching step by step.
Unfortunately, Ye Chen had beaten him to it.
The mist around the mysterious expert gradually dissipated, revealing his true appearance. It was a man, clad in blue robes, holding a divine sword, his face cold and stern. It was none other than the blue-robed swordsman who had participated in the Three Thousand Prodigies selection alongside Ye Chen. Who would have thought it was him?
Ye Chen was slightly taken aback, then shook his head with a wry smile. Those major powers probably never imagined that just the quota competition in Cloud City would involve two Young True Kings. If they knew, they'd likely be dumbfounded.
He glanced at the other mysterious expert shrouded in radiant light, but unfortunately, the other party had no intention of revealing their true face.
"What? It's actually him! That Ye Gucheng from the Ye family at the center of the Myriad Domains!"
A king recognized the blue-robed swordsman's true identity, causing everyone's expressions to change immediately.
In the current world, everyone knew exactly what kind of power the Ye family was—an unparalleled imperial clan, a supremely powerful clan that had once produced Emperors and Sovereigns. Although that was in the previous epoch, this imperial clan had always possessed unfathomably deep heritage, spanning two epochs. Even the Human Sovereigns were deeply wary of imperial and royal clans.
In this generation, the Ye family had produced a peerless prodigy, powerful and matchless, endowed with divine talent, suspected by the world to be an Immortal True King, named Ye Gucheng.
Now, Ye Gucheng had fully revealed himself, displaying the true power of an Immortal True King. His terrifying sword intent erupted, something even the gravity of the three-zhang ancient coffin could not suppress. In the void, it seemed as if thousands of divine sword phantoms hovered, ready to tear through the sky.
Boom—
The void hummed. The blue-robed swordsman leaped high, like a peerless divine sword being unsheathed, and landed directly on the highest point of the pyramid altar, seven or eight zhang high. The kings were astonished; this physical body was incredibly powerful, not the slightest bit inferior to Ye Chen's, equally terrifying.
"As expected of an Immortal True King. Every aspect has been refined to the extreme. Just the physical body alone is so formidable, surpassing the king level, beyond comparison," a king sighed inwardly, feeling overshadowed.
Ye Gucheng's entire body erupted with boundless, vast sword intent, sweeping across the sky as he confronted Ye Chen.
His black hair drifted, his expression cold and stern, appearing very free and easy, yet his sword intent was overwhelming. The void around him, even the space itself, seemed distorted, as if it could be torn apart at any moment, appearing truly fearsome and astonishing.
"Hand it over."
Ye Gucheng's words were concise, but his divine might was oppressive. Once an Immortal True King truly intended to press someone, even kings could only admit defeat, far from being a match.
"Brother Ye, just hand it over. Don't harm yourself."
Daochu, Beiming Gongwang, and other kings who had cooperated with him before all advised in turn. They did not wish to see Ye Chen killed by Ye Gucheng.
However, Ye Chen shook his head and said, "Since I have obtained the Dragon Sturgeon, I cannot hand it over."
He refused. Everyone was dumbfounded, caught off guard.
To be so unyielding when facing a supremely powerful, invincible Immortal True King—one didn't know whether to praise his courage or call him hopelessly foolish.
Zhao Wudao and Canglan Saint, however, sneered at his foolishness, while inwardly wishing for his swift death.
"Commendable courage, but unfortunately, your strength falls short."
Ye Gucheng spoke indifferently and without emotion, but he was no longer persuading. He took a step forward, his right index and middle fingers pressed together. A sword radiance shot toward the heavens. Even under such gravity, it could not stop the sword radiance from erupting, demonstrating the invincible terror of an Immortal True King. It slashed down from above toward Ye Chen.
Boom—
Sword light soared, engulfing the highest point of the pyramid. All the kings couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh. Although they were opponents contending for the Dragon Sturgeon, seeing a king killed so easily still filled them with a sense of regret.
However, after the column of light faded, they suddenly saw Ye Gucheng's expression first freeze, then turn grave.
What was this...?
When they all looked toward the highest point, they discovered Ye Chen still standing firmly atop the pyramid, unmoving as a mountain, his robes undamaged, directly facing Ye Gucheng. Their expressions all changed.
Facing such a terrifying strike, Ye Chen remained completely unharmed. How on earth did he manage that?
But still, no one thought of Ye Chen as a Young True King, as they hadn't yet processed the possibility.
"You are strong. Take this move of mine!"
Boom—
Ye Gucheng attacked again. This time, countless sword radiances filled the sky, wantonly erupting with sword intent, almost tearing the void apart, all assaulting Ye Chen.
"The Sword Dao, I also know a thing or two about it."
Ye Chen said, his expression serious. He flicked out the Spirit Rhinoceros Sword Finger. Thousands of sword radiances erupted, clashing and impacting with Ye Gucheng's sword intent. The clanging sounds were incessant, and the void seemed on the verge of shattering from the collisions.
In the end, the two were evenly matched; neither could gain the upper hand over the other.
"What? Even Ye Gucheng's attack couldn't do anything to Ye Chen? Just who is this Ye Chen?"
All the kings were greatly shocked. They had originally thought Ye Chen was just a slightly stronger king, but now it seemed he could actually contend with Ye Gucheng.
Could it be that he was also—
An Immortal True King!?