A surging fighting spirit filled the air, divine radiance billowed forth as Mohe War God made his move, a palm imprint smashing towards Ye Chen.
It appeared ordinary, yet in reality, it was powerful enough to severely injure an ordinary Nine Tribulations Divine King.
One could easily imagine that Mohe War God was absolutely acting with intent.
Ye Chen frowned, similarly thrusting his palm forward, palm meeting palm.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!—
Terrifying power erupted between their palms, tearing through the void, a truly fearsome sight.
If this place weren't the Imperial Hall, interwoven with Imperial Dao laws, it would have undoubtedly been destroyed.
At this moment, numerous Heaven's Prides swiftly retreated, fearing to be caught in the crossfire, watching from afar, also wanting to know who was more formidable: Ye Chen, this dark horse, or Mohe War God.
After all, Ye Chen was the rumored dark horse figure Desolate Heaven sought to recruit as the Thirteenth War God, while Mohe War God was a veteran War God famous for many years, his strength extremely formidable, a reputation forged through countless life-and-death battles.
In this collision, Mohe War God revealed a trace of astonishment; the other party hadn't retreated in the slightest, truly beyond his expectations.
Ye Chen raised an eyebrow slightly; this Mohe War God could actually withstand one of his strikes. Although it was just a casual blow, it was impressive enough.
"Your strength is indeed unexpectedly powerful," Mohe War God said. "Even the offspring of Giants would retreat from this palm of mine, yet you withstood it. Not bad. But what about this?" The imposing might around Mohe War God rapidly soared, soon reaching another peak. A war halberd appeared in his hand, forged entirely from Chaos Immortal Gold, ringing sharply as it stirred up strands of dazzling radiance, sweeping horizontally to strike Ye Chen.
Boom!—
Ye Chen met it with a palm strike, blocking it. Moreover, his palm strike erupted with an extremely fearsome power, tearing through the sky and sending Mohe War God's figure flying back.
"Not bad? Indeed, your strength is quite decent."
Ye Chen addressed Mohe War God, exerting force with his palm strike. With a crack, the war halberd developed fissures. The terrifying force sent Mohe War God flying back, looking at Ye Chen in shock as if unable to believe that in a direct confrontation, he was actually inferior to the other.
"However, that's all there is to it!"
Ye Chen's voice was indifferent, evaluating Mohe War God while also taking action, continuing to attack with his physical body.
Mohe War God's figure continuously retreated step by step, unable to confront Ye Chen head-on, even coughing up blood, sustaining injuries.
"Impossible! You can't be this strong!"
Mohe War God's eyes widened. He was one of Desolate Heaven's Twelve War Gods, a reputation earned through slaughter, a top-tier War God of the younger generation recognized by Desolate Heaven, with peerless combat power. How could he be repelled by someone with only a handful of achievements?
A terrifying imposing might erupted from his body, clearly surpassing the Divine King level—he was a fearsome powerhouse at the Quasi-Monarch level.
"Mohe War God is actually already a Quasi-Monarch!"
"It's rumored that all twelve of Desolate Heaven's War Gods are extremely powerful, each the absolute strongest of the younger generation from a major domain, true overlord-level figures. To think he's reached the Quasi-Monarch level!"
"Upon reaching Quasi-Monarch, all aspects transcend, far surpassing the past."
"With Mohe War God displaying Quasi-Monarch cultivation, that young overlord from the Southern Wilderness is in danger!"
Many Heaven's Prides sighed with regret, also sensing Ye Chen's peril.
Quasi-Monarch was a higher level beyond cultivating the Divine King realm to Great Perfection. Upon stepping into it, it signified that all aspects had reached a state of perfection, becoming even more terrifying.
Moreover, Mohe War God was originally the offspring of a super Giant, also the absolute strongest of the younger generation from a major domain, flawless in all aspects. How powerful he was after reaching the Quasi-Monarch level was impossible to fathom.
However, it could be predicted that facing Mohe War God at the Quasi-Monarch level, Ye Chen was undoubtedly doomed to defeat.
The war halberd was instantly repaired to completeness and erupted with strands of astonishing Quasi-Monarch imposing might, sweeping through a thousand troops as it blasted towards Ye Chen.
Simultaneously, this space transformed into an ancient great world, replaced by Mohe War God's projection of his origin world.
This was to trap Ye Chen, preventing him from escaping.
Boom!—
But Ye Chen raised a fist to meet the attack, smashing fiercely against that war halberd, colliding with brilliant sparks.
The war halberd trembled violently, cracking open with fissures once more. The terrifying force again sent Mohe War God flying back, shocking him. "You're also at the Quasi-Monarch level?"
Ye Chen remained silent. Back in the teleportation passage, he had already tempered his physical body to the Quasi-Monarch domain. Moreover, physical body cultivation differed from Dao cultivation; there was no precise realm, only vague sensing. But undoubtedly, each advancement was a tremendous breakthrough.
He specialized in the physical body; how powerful his physique was, possessing a martial will capable of suppressing everything in the world.
Therefore, even if Mohe War God was a Quasi-Monarch, he could still suppress him.
The Quasi-Monarch-level battle continued, but as time passed, anyone could see that Mohe War God was being suppressed, while Ye Chen steadily held the upper hand. This made countless Heaven's Prides drop their jaws in astonishment, having misjudged Ye Chen's combat power from the start.
Boom!—
Ye Chen's moves were simple, just ordinary punches and kicks. Yet, before Mohe War God, they were the embodiment of the Great Dao in its simplest form. His fists and feet contained the supreme Great Dao, making even his most profound techniques difficult to block.
Pfft!—
Mohe War God's figure was sent flying horizontally, his body splitting like porcelain, countless blood marks appearing, a miserable sight.
Boom!—
Second fist, third fist, fourth fist... Ye Chen punched out blow after blow. Mohe War God's proud, peerless combat power among his generation actually proved completely inadequate before Ye Chen.
In just thirteen punches, Mohe War God was nearly blasted apart, his form cracked, suffering the first severe injury of his life aside from facing Desolate Heaven.
He raised his eyes, looking at Ye Chen in horror, unable to believe this guy was so terrifying.
"Maha Immeasurable Wall!"
Mohe War God shouted loudly. An ancient stone stele appeared before him.
Ye Chen's palm strike instantly smashed against this Maha Immeasurable Wall. With a crack, it shattered.
However, for some reason, looking at this Maha Immeasurable Wall, Ye Chen felt a sense of déjà vu.
As if he had encountered someone using this move or a similar technique before.
As if comprehending intuitively, Ye Chen grabbed at the void. A terrifying blood qi materialized between heaven and earth, transforming into divine walls inscribed with ancient Dao patterns, forming a hexahedral formation that enveloped Mohe War God. From within, only Mohe War God's voice, shocked beyond measure, could be heard: "Maha Magic Cube! How do you know this move?!"
"Maha Magic Cube?" Ye Chen frowned. He didn't know why he knew this move either, only that it felt as if he had known it since birth.
The blood qi transformed into a magic cube prison, sealing Mohe War God within. No matter how fearsome Mohe War God's combat power was, continuously smashing against the six walls of the Maha Magic Cube, he could never truly shatter it open.