Ye Chen and the Primordial Demon God exchanged a glance, both wearing cold smiles at this moment.
How could they not understand the intentions of these people before them? Each one clearly wanted them to hand over the Origin Power they had obtained.
But was that possible?
Ye Chen's face was expressionless as he said indifferently, "I obtained it through my own strength. There's nothing wrong with that."
On the other side, the Primordial Demon God also nodded. "It's just a matter of individual capability."
Their pointed words made the Saints' eyelids twitch twice. Clearly, neither of them intended to hand over the alien race Great Sage Origin they held.
Immediately, the atmosphere within this inner world grew many times heavier, as killing intent emerged from the assembled Saints.
At this moment, a truly terrifying figure stepped forward—an overlord-level character, a powerhouse who dominated even within the Saint Treasury Realm, immensely powerful. He was a super expert from the immortal force, the Donghua Clan.
An immense, oppressive majesty emanated from him as he looked down upon the two from a superior position, speaking calmly, "You two, we have all pursued this in vain for so long, gaining nothing. Yet you secretly seized it for yourselves, taking a considerable portion. Isn't that somewhat unfair?"
Another Ancient Saint spoke up, "Indeed, Saint Changhong speaks the truth. We hope the two of you can hand over a portion."
Other Saints chimed in, each revealing a blazing fervor and a hint of greed surfacing.
Ye Chen sneered coldly, but still said at this moment, "Since that's the case, how much do you want?"
Hearing this, the Donghua Clan overlord, Saint Changhong, spoke with a faint smile, "There are many of us here, so the quantity cannot be small. But we don't wish to bully you two too much. Just two-thirds of what you have. You can keep the remaining third for yourselves."
The other Saints nodded one after another, expressing agreement.
These words sounded as if they were truly granting Ye Chen and the other a great favor.
But Ye Chen laughed. The Primordial Demon God also laughed. Handing over two-thirds and keeping one-third for themselves? It seemed generous on the surface, but they had personally seized all of this. Why should they hand it over?
These people were truly laughable.
"Sorry, I refuse!" Ye Chen directly refused.
On the other side, the Primordial Demon God also spoke, "I also refuse!"
As their words fell, the expressions of the Saints darkened completely. "Do you intend to make enemies of us all?"
The Saints spoke, completely discarding any pretense of face at this moment, directly pressuring the two supreme young talents.
The smile on Ye Chen's face was brilliant, yet filled with coldness. He scoffed, "Who do you think you are? We worked hard to seize this alien race Great Sage Origin. Why should we hand it over and share it with you?"
"Indeed." The Primordial Demon God's words were few, but concise.
Saint Changhong, the overlord from the Donghua Clan, now looked thoroughly unpleasant. He snorted coldly, "Fine, fine, fine! You refuse the easy way and choose the hard way. Since that's the case, don't blame us for being ruthless. If we seize it directly, you'll only regret it more, because we won't leave you a single bit."
Led by this overlord, the Saints stepped forward one by one, their auras rising steadily, soaring into the sky as they pressed toward the two, applying direct pressure.
"Ridiculous! Do you all truly think we fear you?"
Ye Chen laughed. At this moment, his supreme aura erupted, displayed in its entirety. Majestic Saintly Might pierced through heaven and earth, shaking the entire Trial World as it pressed forward.
From his body, supreme and blazing golden Blood Energy erupted, astonishing the mortal world. The blood energy surged tumultuously, inundating the vast expanse, astonishingly powerful.
In his hand, a damaged Heavenly King spear appeared, with drops of vivid, jewel-like Heavenly King treasure blood flowing upon it, never dissipating, emanating powerful blood energy fluctuations that made the Saints pale.
On the other side, the Primordial Demon God also fully unleashed his supreme, invincible imposing might.
Demonic energy billowed forth. In his hand appeared a heavenly spear, pitch-black and unadorned, possessing a terrifying, eerie power as if it could devour heaven and earth, utterly sinister.
"It's a heavenly spear forged from Abyssal Black Gold!"
Everyone's expressions changed. Abyssal Black Gold was one of the nine Chaos Immortal Metals, a dark-attribute immortal metal known as Abyssal Black Gold.
Each type of Chaos Immortal Metal possessed different profound powers—heavenly forces bestowed by Chaos at the dawn of creation. Abyssal Black Gold represented devouring, darkness, and the corruption and demonization of all things.
Truly worthy of being one of the strongest contenders on the Path of the Human Sovereign—the Primordial Demon God actually possessed such immense fortune, wielding a peerless heavenly spear forged from Abyssal Black Gold. His fortune was extraordinary.
Even Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. After all, even he had only obtained a small piece of Nine Tribulation Gold, which he had melted into his body. Previously, he had possessed a Divine White Gold Emperor's Divine Token, but he had returned it to the Angel race.
The two supreme talents of the younger generation looked toward the dozen or so Saints led by Saint Changhong. Although both were only Demi-Saints, one must remember that one was a Supreme Heaven's Pride of the legendary Tenth Heaven, also the Battle Sacred Body of the Forbidden Lineage. The other was a reincarnated Immortal True King Heaven's Pride. Both were truly supreme figures capable of fighting across major realms, fearing nothing. Defeating Saints while being of a lower realm was no difficult feat for them.
Even facing over a dozen Saints, the two felt no fear. Their eyes held only blazing battle intent. When had they ever been afraid?
The Saints were astonished and grew grave. Sensing the two's supreme imposing might and seeing the supreme Dao weapons in their hands, their expressions changed, and they cast aside their previous underestimation.
Setting aside their frenzy for the alien race Great Sage Origin, only after calming down did they remember that these two before them were no ordinary Demi-Saints. Each was terrifyingly excessive.
Even Saint Changhong grew solemn, especially when facing Ye Chen. The event from over a decade ago, where Ye Chen alone had challenged and slain over a dozen overlords, still thundered in their ears, shaking the world. How could they forget?
Although Ye Chen was not as he was before, who knew if he was truly weaker now?
Finally, under the standoff, the Saints left with a cold snort, soaring into the sky, no longer daring to press further.
Because behind Ye Chen, there was a true Heavenly King within this Trial World.
While it was said that Heavenly Kings could not intervene, that was only under normal circumstances. If Ye Chen's life was in danger, it would be a different story. Even other Heavenly Kings would have nothing to say.
Precisely because of this, the Saints dared not truly force the issue too far. They could only leave a harsh threat before soaring away.