Just the thought of this possibility alone caused the expressions of all the kings to change dramatically.
An Immortal True King stood above all other kings. They were merely False Kings, while a True King was a genuine kingly figure, impossible to contend with.
Zhao Wudao snorted coldly: "Impossible. This kid cannot be an Immortal True King. He's merely relying on forbidden artifacts and secret treasures. It must be so."
He kept comforting himself inwardly, for he feared it might become reality. If the other party were truly an Immortal True King, then he would have provoked a great enemy of that caliber.
Just thinking about having a great enemy who was an Immortal True King was enough to make one's heart tremble with fear, let alone actually facing one. It was absolutely enough to make any king despair and crumble.
However, his fear was destined to become reality, for Ye Chen was now fully unleashing his aura at this moment. A terrifying divine might spread boundlessly, his body glowing inch by inch with radiant light, his divine might vast and majestic, causing the entire pyramid altar to tremble.
With a slight flex of his muscles and bones, a roaring sound like a raging flood erupted, rumbling and echoing. The supreme Great Dao divine power within him was boiling over completely. Facing Ye Gucheng, his handsome face broke into a faint smile: "You are very powerful. At this moment, I can finally let loose and have a proper battle."
Boom—
He threw a punch again, but this time it was many times more terrifying, as if an unparalleled War God was striking out. The void and firmament trembled. Flickering divine flames danced upon his fist, divine principles surged forth. Even under the suppression of the three-zhang ancient coffin, it could not be fully contained as it blasted forward.
All the kings were terrified, able to clearly sense the peerless, fearsome power of that fist. It was absolutely capable of suppressing and slaying a king.
The faces of Zhao Wudao and Canglan Saint turned pale. The other party truly was an Immortal True King. They had been targeting him earlier—it was practically seeking death.
Daochu, Beiming Gongwang, Daoyan Saintess, and the other heirs of immortal forces exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of shock and wry smiles. They hadn't expected that Ye Chen, who had fought alongside them all this way, was actually an Immortal True King, having concealed himself deeply enough that even they hadn't detected it.
"Brother Ye..." The Divine Maiden of the Southern Divine Mountain parted her red lips slightly but found no words to say.
Ye Gucheng did not dare be negligent. Facing another supreme powerhouse who was also an Immortal True King, even he, a peerless genius from an imperial clan, felt his battle intent boiling over. He once again executed his Sword Finger technique, sending forth a sky-piercing sword radiance to meet Ye Chen's attack.
Boom—
The entire pyramid altar began to shake violently, teetering on the brink. Under the supreme collision of two Immortal True Kings, it nearly couldn't withstand the force and was on the verge of shattering—a truly despairing sight.
Destructive light filled the sky as the two Immortal True Kings separated, standing apart. They were evenly matched; neither could gain the upper hand.
A hint of a smile appeared on Ye Gucheng's stern face: "Excellent. Among the new generation of this era, you are the first person I've encountered who can withstand a direct clash with me. You are indeed very powerful."
Ye Chen also smiled: "Likewise."
The two peerless True Kings shared a smile, but the battle intent radiating from their bodies grew even more intense. Finally, from the crown of each of their heads erupted a vast divine radiance. Boundless True King divine might spread across heaven and earth, as if Supreme Ones from the Primordial Era were emerging, standing between heaven and earth, causing all kings to tremble and feel compelled to submit.
Ye Gucheng stepped forward, his entire body erupting with sharp sword radiances. The illusory forms of divine swords manifested around him, boundless sword intent tearing through everything, threatening to pierce the void itself.
The sword radiances were incomparably sharp, thousands upon thousands of them stabbing towards Ye Chen simultaneously. Even his treasure body and golden physique felt a stinging pain across his skin.
Ye Chen dared not be careless. Behind him, the massive head of a golden lion materialized, its mane slightly bristling as it opened its maw and roared. An invisible sonic wave force spread out, shattering the countless sword radiances into nothingness.
Then he bravely attacked. The Great Dao Treasure Vessel Seal manifested, spewing forth endless divine radiance that flooded the area, clashing against Ye Gucheng.
Boom—
Both being young True Kings, who was weaker when they truly fought? Both were incredibly powerful, their battle intent boiling, causing the void itself to tremble.
If not for the suppression of the three-zhang ancient coffin, the scene would likely have been even more astonishing, capable of shattering countless layers of void.
Yet even so, nothing could stop the fierce contest between these two young True Kings. The entire pyramid altar was boiling, teetering precariously. All the kings' expressions changed completely. Not daring to remain on the altar any longer, they all rushed down, their divine power having recovered.
But facing these two Immortal True Kings, they still felt immense pressure. Even under the suppression of the three-zhang ancient coffin, they appeared so terrifying, able to unleash various divine abilities and secret arts. Once free from suppression, one could only imagine how horrifying they would be, enough to make anyone's heart tremble with fear.
Ye Gucheng drew his sword. For the first time, he actively attacked with his blade. That war sword swept through the air, accompanied by terrifying sword radiances that slashed over.
Sword cultivators had always been terrifying, especially an Immortal True King among them—truly astonishing.
However, layers of divine halos immediately manifested around Ye Chen's body, added to himself. There were a full ten layers. The tenth layer appeared slightly more ethereal compared to the other nine brilliantly radiant divine halos.
But with ten layers of divine halos added to his person, he became impervious to all techniques, immune to all evils, instantly transforming into an absolute, unshakable defense.
"What? It's him! The Great Demon King Yue!"
The kings immediately recognized Ye Chen's true identity—the Great Demon King Yue. Because the nine divine halos resembled the divine ability and secret art of the past generation's invincible True King, the Yuan Yao Divine King. Now that they had appeared, everyone recognized him. No wonder they had never heard of Ye Chen's fame—it turned out the Great Demon King Yue, who had swept through the Domain War battlefield, had personally descended.
Zhao Wudao and Canglan Saint grew even more fearful. At this moment, they directly fled, for they dared not face the Great Demon King Yue in the slightest. That was a peerless Great Demon King. On the Domain War battlefield, even Saints had died by his hand. What wouldn't he dare to do?
"Hmph, do you think you can escape?"
Even amidst the great battle, Ye Chen could still achieve divided focus. With a wave of his hand, he threw out two Ancient Divine Mountains that soared through the air, descending from above to press down upon the two kings.
Two heavenly dragons coiled around the divine peaks.
The two kings roared, struggling with all their might to resist. Divine splendor boiled from their bodies, and boundless kingly Dao principles trembled. But they were fundamentally unable to shake it off. This was the suppression of a True King. Powerful as kings were, they could only be suppressed, causing all the kingly powerhouses to tremble with fear and dread.
Immortal True Kings were impossible to contend with!
"You shall remain suppressed there for now," Ye Chen snorted coldly before turning his attention back to Ye Gucheng.
Roar—
Growl—
Screech—
Howl—
Four ancient and massive holy spirit phantoms appeared. Azure Dragon to the left, White Tiger to the right, Vermilion Bird above, Black Tortoise below. The four holy spirits manifested, each a massive ten zhang in size. Ye Chen mobilized the Four Extremities, stirring chaos within the cosmos, and began his assault.