Above the Nine Heavens, the ancient Thunder Gate manifested between heaven and earth, opening wide. From within, one terrifying figure after another emerged, lining up side by side before the gate, wantonly unleashing the most dreadful supreme auras that lorded over all monarchs.
These figures were human-shaped lightning, but their auras were absolutely, boundlessly terrifying, as if supreme Emperors and Sovereigns had descended to the mortal world.
The moment they appeared, all the heavens seemed to tremble and shake for them, the myriad domains stirred because of them.
A rumbling sound echoed ceaselessly, the Heavenly Dao resonated with a long hum, heavenly might permeated the air, making every person feel so oppressed they could barely breathe.
Each figure was different—some male, some female—until nine figures in total had stepped out, standing together, appearing remarkably real, as if they were actual people. Their forms were shrouded in hazy energy, obscuring their true faces.
They were like the most noble and supreme divine Supreme Ones between heaven and earth, looking down upon all the heavens, the myriad realms, and the vast, boundless living beings of the celestial world, making every person feel their hearts tremble and compelling them to kneel in submission.
Everyone was shocked that human-shaped lightning had appeared within the heavenly tribulation.
Everyone was astounded; the auras emanating from the nine human-shaped lightning figures were too astonishing, earth-shattering, and utterly terrifying.
Only the older generation truly understood how fearsome these human-shaped lightning figures were—they were the avatars corresponding to the Nine Heavens, existences comparable to Emperors and Sovereigns.
They were almost, if not entirely, peerless in the world. Only those who truly broke into the legendary Tenth Heaven realm would encounter them.
The four Semi-Saint Monarchs all felt their hearts tremble. The aura of each of these human-shaped lightning figures was so overwhelmingly powerful, feeling not much weaker than the Battle Saint King's. And now there were nine of them! How could one possibly survive this great tribulation?
It was simply an unsolvable tribulation. Even if they were given ten lives, a hundred lives, it wouldn't be enough. They were fundamentally impossible to oppose.
Boom—
Suddenly, the light gate constructed from thunderbolts erupted with activity once more. Another majestic, indistinct figure strode out from within, radiating endless tribulation light of thunder and lightning, its presence even more terrifyingly formidable, like a supreme Supreme One.
"Is that... the legendary Tenth Heaven!?"
Many exclaimed in surprise. They had long known that this world lacked the most crucial Tenth Heaven.
The reason the Mythical Era could not achieve the mythical Tenth Heaven was precisely because the Tenth Heaven did not exist; there was no corresponding realm to cultivate.
And now, within the Battle Saint King's heavenly tribulation, the legendary Tenth Heaven had appeared.
In the sky, ten majestic human-shaped lightning figures stood shoulder to shoulder, like the Ten Heavens themselves, looking down upon all monarchs, surveying the world with an air of invincibility.
Boom—
Ye Chen's great tribulation was too extraordinary and terrifying, surpassing the imagination of the world. It was practically equivalent to world destruction. Ten human-shaped lightning figures descended upon the mortal realm, peerless and invincible. Supreme, magnificent lightning light blotted out the sky and covered the earth, transforming into an endless sea of thunder that churned and surged.
Massive bolts of lightning descended one after another, densely packed, numbering in the thousands upon thousands.
Each bolt shimmered with golden radiance, inundating this stretch of heaven and earth, instantly leveling it to the ground.
The Heavenly Gate's defensive grand formation activated autonomously, empowered by the might of a Great Power, warding off all calamity.
Under the watchful eyes of the multitude, Ye Chen shot into the sky with a whoosh, vanishing into the vast, boundless sea of thunder. He ascended to the heights of the ninth heaven, facing the ten Heaven's Avatars—the human-shaped lightning figures—from a great distance. His handsome face bore an unprecedented gravity.
Simultaneously, the Battle Saint King finally moved. He strode toward the Heaven's Avatars, and with each step he took, his aura and imposing might climbed steadily higher.
When his tenth step landed, his aura erupted completely without restraint, like a celestial furnace of the heavenly realm tipping over. Golden blood energy filled the entire expanse of the ninth heaven, as if an invincible golden deity was emerging into the world.
"Kill!"
He took the initiative to attack, charging toward the ten Heaven's Avatars.
The entire ninth heaven began to tremble violently, as if on the verge of complete collapse.
Among the ten Heaven's Avatars, one stepped forward—the avatar of the Seventh Heaven. It was a man of jade-like elegance, with waterfall-like black hair, sword-like brows, and starry eyes, yet his presence was sharp and fierce, not inferior to Ye Chen's. The moment he advanced, he struck out with a palm.
That was no ordinary strike; it was a supreme attack. The entire sea of tribulation light and thunder trembled violently, on the brink of completely dispersing.
It was simply terrifying to the extreme.
The Battle Saint King dared not be the slightest bit negligent. He likewise struck out with a palm. The two palms met across the vast sky, colliding with each other.
A thunderous explosion erupted, terrifying and boundless. The entire sea of tribulation light and thunder seemed unable to withstand it, threatening to collapse and pour down below.
That would absolutely be a cataclysmic disaster.
The Seventh Heaven's Avatar formed hand seals, then spread its five fingers. Astonishingly, each finger transformed into a cyan-scaled dragon that soared across the sky, shrouding heaven and earth, displaying the world-destroying power of a Heavenly Venerable.
Ye Chen waved his hand, extending a vast, jade-like palm—the Heaven-Shaking Hand from the Battle Saint Technique—to clash with the five dragons. Blood light splattered.
The next moment, the Battle Saint King and the Seventh Heaven's Avatar fought fiercely together, colliding repeatedly. Their clashes were thousands of times more terrifying than those between monarchs, overwhelming all the heavens.
The spectators below felt their hearts clench with tension. These Heaven's Avatars were unexpectedly powerful, actually able to rival the Battle Saint King.
At this moment, a second Heaven's Avatar also made its move—the avatar of the Fifth Heaven. It was a generation's peerless divine maiden, her form shrouded in hazy immortal mist, her peerless grace faintly discernible. Her lotus-white arms surpassed frost and snow, her jade legs long and slender, yet her attacks were even more domineering and matchless.
Boom—
The moment the Fifth Heaven's peerless maiden advanced, she condensed a Great Dao Demon Jar, similar to the Great Dao Treasure Vase Seal. From within the demon jar, endless Black Light spewed forth, actually containing the Yin power to freeze heaven and earth. Vast swathes of tribulation light and thunder were directly frozen into ice under the Black Light, a testament to its power.
In a mere instant, while Ye Chen was engaged with the male avatar of the Seventh Heaven and had no time to react, he was struck by the Black Light from the Fifth Heaven's Avatar on his left arm. It actually solidified into black ice, so powerful that even his mighty Battle Saint Body could not defend against it.
Too strong. Each Heaven's Avatar was equivalent to a young Supreme One of the Tenth Heaven, theoretically stronger than a young True Monarch by a margin. Under such an attack, even Ye Chen suffered injury.
Ye Chen stepped upon the Reverse Void Eight Steps. Before him, layer upon layer of illusory great worlds manifested as he executed the World-Traversing Secret Art. Legend said that within the myriad realms of the heavens, his movements became elusive and unpredictable, allowing him to evade the two Heaven's Avatars.
Simultaneously, the saintly blood within his body boiled completely, stirring the ninth heaven. Streaks of brilliant golden divine flames leaped into existence, gradually dissolving the black ice on his left arm. Only after a good while did it finally return to normal.
All of this made people shudder. These Heaven's Avatars were too dreadful,were simply beyond what ordinary people could contend with (simply not something ordinary people could contend with).
Just at this moment, another Heaven's Avatar appeared. Advancing, it condensed a soaring divine seal that descended from the sky, pressing down directly.
The divine seal swept across Ye Chen's chest, as if metal striking metal, actually causing his chest to sink slightly. A mouthful of golden blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs, was coughed up.