Over the years, although the younger generation across the myriad realms had been rapidly rising, with their cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds, it was rare to see a new generation powerhouse reach the Saint Treasury Realm.
In the current era, only a handful of individuals were known to have reached this step, becoming the kings of the younger generation.
Who would have thought one would appear right before their eyes.
A king might not compare to an Immortal True King, but once they surpass a major realm, they become something else entirely.
A Demi-Saint king could already rival a Saint, let alone a king in the Saint Treasury Realm—their power was even more astonishing.
It could be witnessed that this heroic man with golden hair and a vermilion mark was extremely powerful, moving across the Divine Battlefield like a streak of light, and with an outstretched hand, he seized one of the origin clusters.
Around him, a total of six Saints were attacking, including a Saint Lord-level figure, terrifyingly powerful. With a hand that stretched out to cover the heavens and earth, he grabbed towards this man.
Whoosh—
This Saint Realm king was incredibly fast, transforming into a streak of golden light himself, swiftly evading the Saint Lord's attack. His speed was so astonishing that even Ye Chen was taken aback; it was almost comparable to his own.
"So it's him, the Heavenly Roc King!"
The powerhouses from the myriad realms were naturally knowledgeable and recognized the true identity of the golden-haired, vermilion-marked man.
The Heavenly Roc King, like the Flame Dragon King, was a young overlord of the demon race, a descendant of the Golden-Winged Roc.
Because he possessed an unprecedented Return to Ancestry bloodline, his strength was extremely formidable, with few rivals among his peers, placing him among the ranks of young overlords.
Moreover, the ancestral blood within him had already been mostly activated. If the Return to Ancestry bloodline within him were to fully awaken, he would completely transform into a true Golden-Winged Roc, one of the mightiest existences among the demon race during the ancient Mythical Era.
No one expected him to come this time. It had long been rumored he was in seclusion, attempting to pass through his ancestor's Eighteen Layers of Purgatory to maximize the awakening of his ancestral blood, continuously striving to transform into the ancestral Golden-Winged Roc and become even more powerful.
Many across the Myriad Domains marveled. Among the new generation, the Heavenly Roc King was undoubtedly one of the fastest to reach the Saint Treasury Realm. Although he still couldn't compare to a true young True King, once his Return to Ancestry bloodline fully awakened, he would likely be not inferior to an Immortal True King.
The Heavenly Roc King's figure was like lightning, crisscrossing the Divine Battlefield, constantly evading the pursuit of the various powerhouses while setting his sights on the next cluster of origin power.
At this moment, Ye Chen had long since charged towards the next origin cluster. Relying on his extreme divine speed, he forced his way in, enduring the attacks of other Saints, and grabbed it with one hand.
But at the same time, another hand also grabbed hold.
The Heavenly Roc King had appeared; he too had arrived at this battlefield to compete. Two peerless Heaven's Prides each held one side of the alien race Great Power origin.
"Scram!"
The Heavenly Roc King coldly shouted. The vermilion mark on his brow swayed and shone, emitting a bewitching bloody light as he made his move. With a sharp cry, his right hand transformed into a sharp roc claw, slashing directly forward.
Without a doubt, this was the manifestation of the Heavenly Roc King's true form. The roc claw appeared, and the void directly collapsed.
During the Mythical Era, the Golden-Winged Roc, as one of the supreme existences of the demon race, had torn apart countless supreme powerhouses with its claws—a terror to behold.
"Scram!"
Ye Chen had only the same word in reply. His sacred fist blasted out, carrying immense power as it struck horizontally.
Boom—
Fist and claw collided, shattering the long sky and tearing it apart, making it seem utterly fragile.
The two supreme powerhouses of the younger generation each retreated a step, the alien race Great Power origin in their hands shaken loose.
The Heavenly Roc King glanced at Ye Chen with some surprise, actually nodding. "Not a bad fist. To be able to withstand a strike from my claw, even for a Battle Sacred Body, that's worthy of pride."
He was actually praising the strength of Ye Chen's fist, as if a superior were acknowledging an inferior, his tone exceedingly arrogant.
Ye Chen wasn't angered, merely nodding as well. "As expected of the Return to Ancestry bloodline of the Golden-Winged Roc. This ancestral blood is indeed powerful enough. To be able to clash with my sacred fist upon just stepping into the Saint Treasury Realm—for a king, you're not bad either, worthy of pride."
The same words, only returned to the Heavenly Roc King with even greater arrogance.
The implication was that even the Return to Ancestry bloodline of the Golden-Winged Roc, being able to clash with him in the Saint Treasury Realm, was something to be proud of.
But one must understand, the Heavenly Roc King was a genuine Saint Treasury Realm powerhouse, while Ye Chen was merely a Demi-Saint. Though only a single character differed, they were separated by a major realm.
The Heavenly Roc King's expression darkened directly. He snorted coldly. "Only good at empty boasts. You're nothing but a mere Demi-Saint. So what if you have the Battle Sacred Body? Once I fully awaken my ancestral blood, I will be not inferior to anyone in the same realm."
This was the Heavenly Roc King's absolute confidence. The Golden-Winged Roc was one of the demon race's supreme holy spirits. The power of its ancestral blood was unprecedented. Once fully awakened, it would absolutely allow him to reach the realm of an Immortal True King.
Ye Chen nodded. "I've always been lacking a suitable mount. Perhaps a divine bird like the Golden-Winged Roc would make a good steed."
As soon as these words were spoken, not only the Heavenly Roc King, but everyone else was stunned.
What was the Golden-Winged Roc? It was one of the mightiest holy spirits of the demon race from the Mythical Era, peerlessly powerful. He actually wanted to subdue it as a mount? He must be mad.
"You are very arrogant!" The Heavenly Roc King's expression completely darkened. He strode forward, the imposing aura around him rising steadily, terrifying and heaven-shaking. "Soon you will understand true regret. The so-called Battle Sacred Body is nothing before me."
Boom—
Facing the Heavenly Roc King's words, Ye Chen directly grabbed for the alien race Great Power origin.
Boom—
The Heavenly Roc King naturally also made his move, the roc claw reappearing as it slashed towards Ye Chen.
At the same time, Ye Chen also raised his fist, colliding, striking horizontally, exploding with endless golden light.
The two supreme powerhouses of the younger generation were now contending, engaging in an unprecedented, fearsome battle.
Naturally, the other powerhouses also rushed forward, unwilling to let the alien race Great Power origin fall into the hands of these two. There were even Saint Lords attacking, sweeping across.
Boom—
After Ye Chen and the Heavenly Roc King collided once more, they retreated like lightning. However, the alien race Great Power origin in their hands was knocked loose, about to be seized through the void by that Saint Lord.
Whoosh—
Ye Chen executed the Realm-Treading Secret Technique, moving with extreme speed as he charged forward. On the other side, the Heavenly Roc King also employed the Heavenly Roc Movement Technique, an ultimate speed technique created by the Golden-Winged Roc's ancient ancestor, considered the foremost movement technique beneath the Kun Peng's, reaching the pinnacle of speed. Astonishingly, it was not much weaker than the Realm-Treading Secret Technique.
The other Saints were also in pursuit, making their moves. For a time, the entire Divine Battlefield descended into chaos, everyone fighting for the alien race Great Power origin.
Swoosh—
At the critical moment, the alien race Great Power origin vanished, directly sinking deep into the earth, leaving everyone dumbfounded.