The Battle Saint King made his move. Though it was merely a single great hand slamming down, devoid of any entwining Dao traces or laws, everything appeared utterly primitive.
Yet, those who were truly powerful understood that this was the manifestation of returning to simplicity. The great hand extended, seemingly not large, but in an instant, it blotted out this stretch of heaven and earth, as if refining an entire expanse of magnificent void into a world within the palm.
Ordinary people seemed quite bewildered. The Battle Saint King's words were perhaps too arrogant. Such an attack without any visible power surge could probably be handled by any one of them alone.
But the truly powerful individuals, such as the overlords or even Saint Lord-level existences among the observing Immortal Forces, truly changed countenance.
Such a method was extraordinarily profound. Even many Saint Lords had not reached this step.
The Battle Saint King's comprehension of the Dao realm had long surpassed that of many Saint Lords.
The four Demi-Saint Kings naturally also sensed the true fearsomeness of the Battle Saint King. Their expressions turned extremely grave. Exchanging glances, they all let out desperate roars and each unleashed their most terrifying divine abilities, resisting with all their might.
An ancient mirror spanned the sky, Canglan became a sea, blood-red radiance resembled the sun, purple light formed nine dragons...
At this point, they were all exerting themselves close to their limits, defending, resisting with their full power.
The vast, boundless great hand blotted out the firmament, covered the cloudy sky, and rumbled as it pressed down, refining heaven and earth into a small world.
All the attacks, sufficient to utterly blast a Saint into dust, vanished upon contact with the great hand flowing with ancient, simple Dao charm, unable to harm the hand in the slightest.
Finally, amidst a thunderous, massive collision, the heavens were annihilated, and the great hand vanished. Under the surging divine radiance, all four Demi-Saint Kings were sent staggering backward, each coughing up great mouthfuls of blood, their faces pale, their figures swaying unsteadily, nearly tumbling from the void.
In contrast, the Battle Saint King stood firm in that stretch of sky, unmoving, like an eternal, unshakable Ancient Divine Mountain.
Only, a trace of Golden Blood also appeared on his palm, seeping out, shining brilliantly, containing surging vitality.
His gaze swept over the four Kings, and he nodded. "Not bad. You actually managed to wound me."
Yet these words sounded extremely grating to the ears of the four Kings, for the combined efforts of four Demi-Saint Kings had only managed to injure the Battle Saint King's palm, causing a single trace of Golden Blood to flow.
Though they were all at the Demi-Saint level, the Battle Saint King's strength far surpassed that of ordinary Kings, powerful to an inconceivable degree.
If Kings were like towering mountains, difficult to scale for ordinary young talents, then the Battle Saint King's existence was also a towering mountain, an insurmountable presence.
With this single move, he had defeated four Demi-Saint Kings, his power peerless in the world.
The Battle Saint King, peerless and invincible!
Throughout this stretch of heaven and earth, all spectators gasped in astonishment, especially the younger generation. They had originally thought the power of Kings was already lofty enough for them to look up to, but after witnessing the Battle Saint King's strength, they finally understood that there were heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people.
No wonder, among the myriad realms, the Immortal True Kings of past generations had all marveled at the Battle Saint King's peerless invincibility. Truly witnessing it now, they clearly understood just how fearsome he was, utterly impossible to match.
Similarly, gazing at the Battle Saint King standing tall in the heavens, bathed in golden light, so extraordinary, invincible under the heavens like the reincarnation of a Mythical Emperor or Sovereign, many in this age most prone to impulsiveness and youthful vigor regarded the Battle Saint King as a deity to be worshipped.
Many young maidens, their hearts stirring with springtime feelings, nearly rushed out to offer their affections to the Battle Saint King, vowing to marry none but him for life.
Naturally, the most excited were those from the Heavenly Gate side. The Battle Saint King's domineering emergence had fiercely intimidated the Heavenly Gate's prestige. Who could contend? His majesty was matchless.
All the young geniuses from the five Immortal Forces felt despair. If four Kings joining forces were no match, let alone them; even if they all attacked together, they wouldn't stand a chance against a single move from the Battle Saint King.
The Battle Saint King's power had long exceeded the imagination of the world.
But then, the Battle Saint King's gaze suddenly fell upon the four Demi-Saint Kings. He lightly flicked his fingers, and streams of golden dawn light shot out, rushing toward the space between their eyebrows.
This action alarmed the four Demi-Saint Kings. "Battle Saint King, what are you trying to do?"
"Collecting a bit of interest. Hand over the king's divine crowns on your persons. I need them."
Ye Chen said indifferently. The four streams of golden dawn light did not stop, merely sinking into the space between their eyebrows. Immediately, Primordial Spirit light bloomed, vibrant and radiant. From the crown of each of their heads shot up a brilliant pillar of divine light, within which floated an incomparably majestic crown, its majesty boundless, causing the crowd to almost kneel in submission.
King's divine crowns!
These were proof of kingship bestowed upon those walking the Human Sovereign's path. All Kings who received a certain certification possessed one, granted by heaven and earth.
Ye Chen had obtained the True King's divine crown from the very end of the King's Ancient Path, but it was missing half. Naturally, he needed to collect these king's divine crowns to replenish it.
He believed that once he absorbed these Demi-Saint Kings' king's divine crowns, it would be completely replenished.
"No!"
The four Kings roared, their cries shaking heaven and earth. At this moment, they all resisted one after another.
The king's divine crown was a crown bestowed by heaven and earth. Only Kings could receive such a grant from heaven and earth. Once seized, it was equivalent to no longer being a King—a great humiliation.
Ye Chen snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with icy lightning, exuding immense imposing might. He raised his hand and pressed down, a Palm World manifesting, enveloping the several individuals, pressing down until their bodies nearly cracked apart, almost exploding.
The Battle Saint King, his awe-inspiring power matchless!
The four king's divine crowns were drawn through the void by Ye Chen, flying into his hand where they floated, shining brilliantly, filled with kingly majesty.
But Ye Chen wore a cold smile at the corner of his mouth. King's divine crowns?
Boom—
From the crown of his head shot up the most brilliant and resplendent pillar of light, piercing into the highest reaches of the heavens, reaching straight into the starry domain beyond.
Most notably, within it floated a crown of unprecedented majesty, similar to a king's divine crown but even more magnificent, noble, and majestic.
If a king's divine crown represented a king, then this divine crown represented a supreme Sovereign!
The extraordinary divine crown floating above the Battle Saint King's head slowly exuded a majesty that suppressed all ages, originating from the soul, as if the true Myriad Domains Human Sovereign had descended. The four originally brilliant king's divine crowns now appeared dimmed many times over, losing their luster, trembling like ministers beholding an emperor.
"True King's divine crown!"
Seeing this magnificent, noble crown far surpassing the king's divine crowns, everyone lost color.
In legend, only Immortal True Kings were qualified to obtain such a True King's divine crown.