Killing you all would be as easy as slaughtering chickens and butchering dogs—a mere trifle!
These were the domineering words of the Battle Saint King, looking down upon all overlords, fearing nothing, treating even overlord-level figures like mere poultry and dogs, completely disregarding them.
This made the Zhao Kingdom's prince and over a dozen other overlords' expressions turn exceptionally ugly. They were all true great figures who dominated their respective regions, figures countless people needed to look up to. When had they ever suffered such disdain and contempt? It made them all furious.
But the next moment, their faces changed color—or rather, everyone in this starry expanse was shocked.
Because the Battle Saint King moved. His figure was fast to the extreme. The next instant, he directly descended before the Zhao Kingdom's Imperial Lord, stepping forward and pointing out a finger. Supreme martial will erupted violently, tearing through layer after layer of void.
Severing Heaven Finger!
A thick, boundless golden finger pointed out, rumbling as it filled the entire firmament, tearing through the sky, striking towards the Zhao Kingdom's Imperial Lord.
This was the true Severing Heaven Finger, something only a true Battle Sacred Body could truly unleash.
Accompanying it was a surge of overwhelming martial will, blasting through the nine layers of clouds, shaking the heavens.
Ye Gucheng's eyes sparkled brilliantly, because this finger was precisely the same one used against him in their previous confrontation. No wonder it felt so familiar—so that was it.
Under this terrifying martial will, almost everyone felt compelled to submit. Its reach was boundless, like a finger descending from a mythical Emperor or Sovereign—unmatched and invincible.
The Zhao Kingdom's Imperial Lord paled in horror. Under this single finger, he actually felt an unprecedented crisis of death.
"It's the Severing Heaven Finger—the forbidden divine ability of the Battle Sacred Body lineage!"
The Zhao Kingdom's Imperial Lord immediately let out a long roar. From the crown of his head, a mottled ancient mirror shot up, radiating dazzling brilliance, colliding with the giant golden finger. A rumbling roar echoed as heaven and earth were blasted apart, everything annihilated.
The mottled ancient mirror was a true Saint Lord-level Dao weapon. But now, under the golden finger, it directly shattered and disintegrated, leaving nothing behind.
The Severing Heaven Finger's descent did not slow in the slightest. After annihilating the Saint Lord-level ancient mirror, it continued to fall, accompanied by collapsing swathes of void unable to withstand its might...
Pfft—
After a single miserable shriek, the Zhao Kingdom's Imperial Lord was crushed and blasted apart by the Battle Saint King's Severing Heaven Finger, his body turned to dust, leaving nothing behind.
One finger descended, and an Imperial Lord perished!
His death caused immense panic among the allied army.
The impact on everyone was incomparably great.
What was a Saint Lord? The masters of various Immortal Sacred Lands, representing the pinnacle of combat power, presiding over the rise and fall of the myriad realms, standing out even among overlords, true powerhouses a cut above the rest.
But now, one had been killed—so easily. A single golden finger pressing down had slain this Imperial Lord of an Immortal Empire, instantly making every Saint Lord feel a fearsome threat to their lives.
The Battle Saint King was too powerful. Even though this was merely forcibly gathering a breath of vital energy to briefly recover his peak state, in this state, he was simply outrageously strong.
One slap suppressed a Zhao Kingdom prince who dominated the Saint Treasury Realm.
One finger annihilated the peerless Imperial Lord of an Immortal Empire.
Always just one move. Yet precisely because of such moves, two peerless powerhouses were easily suppressed and slain, their bodies destroyed and Dao extinguished, ceasing to exist.
Too overwhelmingly powerful, simply invincible throughout the ages.
Ye Chen stood atop the starry sky, once again displaying the invincible demeanor of the heaven-defying Supreme One, the Battle Saint King from decades ago, making all overlords tremble in their hearts.
Behind him, the Primordial Female Saint Lord's tears fell in torrents. After so many years, she could once again witness his invincible posture, filling her with immense joy.
Ye Gucheng's expression was complex for a moment, then he sighed, though it was unclear what he was sighing about—perhaps sighing at the Battle Saint King's peerless strength.
Zhao Wudao panicked. Not only was he defeated, but even the prince and the Imperial Lord had been suppressed and killed. This was absolutely an unimaginable scene; the Immortal Empire would go mad.
Among them was an ancient recluse from the Zhao Kingdom who had followed them in. He was very old, with snow-white hair, a withered frame, and not particularly vigorous blood energy. He was an ancestor-level figure of the Zhao Kingdom, part of their heritage, born for the empire and willing to die for it.
To have a generation's Imperial Lord slain right before his eyes—this enmity was simply irreconcilable. This Zhao Kingdom ancient recluse possessed power that could make even Sacred Land masters change color. Now, he frantically charged forward, even igniting his entire body, forcibly gathering a breath of vital energy like Ye Chen, fully recovering.
This was absolutely terrifying. In this state, the ancient recluse was a whole level stronger than even a peerless Saint Lord. But Ye Chen's expression remained calm. At this moment, he could be called the Supreme One, invincible.
He merely took a step forward, slowly pushing out a slender palm. The palm instantly became crystalline and white as jade, shimmering with flawless treasure light. At this moment, a martial will capable of shaking the heavens and firmament surged forth, towering above the ninth heaven. Swathes of the starry expanse continuously disintegrated as the palm struck out.
Battle Saint Art—Heaven-Shaking Palm!
In the Battle Saint Art, every move was a forbidden divine ability executed with invincible physical power, each carrying Supreme One power that rivaled the heavens.
The Heaven-Shaking Palm enveloped the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, then instantly wrapped around and seized that ancient recluse. No matter how he struggled, he could not break free.
Everyone's hearts trembled. The Battle Saint King's strength exceeded imagination, outrageously powerful. An ancient recluse stronger than a Sacred Land master was actually caught by him, unable to struggle free. If this scene spread, it would undoubtedly be the most shocking news.
"Dao dissipation!"
The Zhao Kingdom ancient recluse roared and howled, actually frantically igniting the power of Dao Dissolution, intending to use his own body's dissipation to bring calamity upon Ye Chen as well.
The Dao dissipation power of an ancient recluse made all overlords' hearts shudder with dread. If contaminated, they would inevitably dissipate along with him.
"Be careful, little brother," the Primordial Female Saint Lord expressed concern.
"Don't worry."
Ye Chen responded with a reassuring smile, then the Heaven-Shaking Palm instantly closed, completely seizing the ancient recluse burning with Dao dissipation. The ancient recluse laughed maniacally: "Hahaha, kid, even if you are the Battle Saint King, so what? I don't believe the Battle Sacred Body can withstand this old man's power of Dao Dissolution. Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"
"Ridiculous. With just you?" Ye Chen sneered. The flawless Heaven-Shaking Palm circulated, and the terrifying divine flames formed from the power of Dao Dissolution actually couldn't harm that giant jade-like palm in the slightest, making onlookers pale: "How is this possible?"
Even though they had long known the Battle Sacred Body was the number one forbidden constitution throughout eternity, indestructible and imperishable, witnessing it firsthand still left them unable to help but be shocked.
Ye Chen slowly said coldly: "Even though this is merely forcibly recovering the Saint Body of my past life, it has endured ten thousand calamities without perishing, faced attacks from ancient Great Sages without being destroyed. How could it be destroyed by the mere Dao dissipation of a lowly ancient recluse like you? Die!"
Crack—
Accompanied by a merciless cold shout, the Zhao Kingdom ancient recluse's bones and tendons shattered throughout his body. The next moment, his entire form rapidly burned, consumed by his own power of Dao Dissolution, completely incinerated until finally turning into a pile of ashes, leaving nothing behind.
The Zhao Kingdom ancient recluse—dead!