The Heavenly Roc King strode over from the distance, godlike and demonic, his saintly might surging.
That spear had been hurled by the Heavenly Roc King, piercing through the peerless and invincible Battle Saint King and pinning him in the void. Great gouts of golden saintly blood splattered out.
The Battle Saint King, whom the seven Saints had failed to completely cripple, was severely wounded in an instant by the Heavenly Roc King. Such combat power was indeed worthy of a supreme Saint at the king level, far surpassing ordinary Saints.
Naturally, in a true duel, he could not have achieved such a crippling blow with one strike. It was only because the six Saints had delayed Ye Chen, and the prolonged battle had drained too much of his divine power, coupled with the Heavenly Roc King being a match for Ye Chen, that this single strike was able to inflict such severe wounds.
Even so, it was enough to be proud of.
Whoosh—
The Heavenly Roc War Spear sought to tremble and shatter Ye Chen's Saint Body with its ferocious might, but Ye Chen grabbed the spear with one hand, powerful and steady, actually causing the Heavenly Roc War Spear to calm down.
Because that hand contained heaven-shaking power, making it difficult for the Heavenly Roc War Spear to even tremble.
Even in such a state, the Battle Saint King remained so composed and calm, as if what was embedded in his body was not a war spear, but merely a wad of cotton.
"Seeking death!"
The Heavenly Roc King roared angrily, charging right before him. His golden hair billowed wildly, his eyes sharp to the extreme. A palm chop unleashed a golden heavenly sword hundreds of zhang long, dazzling and eye-catching, with the faint silhouette of a massive roc wing descending from the sky.
This strike was exceptionally terrifying, as if it could split heaven and earth in two.
"It's actually the Eighteen Roc Forms! Truly worthy of the Heavenly Roc King with his Return to Ancestry bloodline, to be able to execute such a mythical divine ability."
A Saint from the Myriad Domains exclaimed in shock. The Golden-Winged Great Roc had shaken the Mythical Era, having once created a supreme innate divine ability—the Eighteen Roc Forms.
Each form possessed the power to destroy heaven and earth, capable of annihilating great realms. In the Mythical Era, it had slain countless supreme powerhouses, thus earning immense fame. Even in the limited records of that severed epoch left in ancient ruins, there were related accounts.
Another Saint also sighed with emotion. "This is a heritage passed down through the bloodline. It's normal for the Heavenly Roc King with Return to Ancestry bloodline to master it!"
"Eighteen Roc Forms?"
Clearly, Ye Chen also recognized this innate divine ability. His eyes shone brilliantly and intently. At this moment, though heavily wounded, he still exuded immense dignity. Facing this strike, he swung his Heaven-Shaking Palm, meeting it head-on.
Boom—
The two collided, directly exploding the bloody clouds, shattering the vacuum, creating a considerable destructive force that forced even the other Saints to temporarily retreat.
Ye Chen's figure rapidly retreated. The wound on his right chest continuously spilled sheets of golden saintly blood, dazzling and utterly drenching.
This collision was not due to the weakness of the Heaven-Shaking Palm, but because he was severely wounded, and the Heavenly Roc King's momentum was like a rainbow, naturally putting him at a disadvantage.
The Heavenly Roc King had long since pulled out that Heavenly Roc War Spear, looking down upon Ye Chen from a superior position.
"Kill!"
Not just the Heavenly Roc King, but the other six Saints also moved once more, charging forward together.
Ye Chen coughed up great mouthfuls of blood. No matter how powerful he was, it was not enough. He could not possibly contend against so many Saints. After all, he was still only a Half-Saint. A Saint's saintly sword had even pierced through his thigh, drenching golden saintly blood splashing out, extremely conspicuous.
Among them, the Heavenly Roc King was the most powerful and terrifying. His golden hair flowed loosely, his gaze sharp, holding a Heavenly Roc War Spear in hand, continuously attacking Ye Chen.
It had to be said he was truly powerful, far stronger than ordinary Saints, launching the most ferocious assaults against Ye Chen.
Even under normal circumstances, one-on-one, a Saint Treasury Realm king like the Heavenly Roc King was fearsome enough, let alone joining other Saints in besieging Ye Chen alone—his combat power was astonishing.
After all, Ye Chen needed to fight the other six Saints, diverting much of his energy, making it difficult to deal with the Heavenly Roc King's attacks.
Finally, the Heavenly Roc King displayed a shocking finishing move. Gripping the Heavenly Roc War Spear, he once again pierced through Ye Chen's abdomen. Even the indestructibility of the Battle Sacred Body was useless; this spear was too overwhelmingly powerful.
Even the other Saints of the Heavenly Gate were powerless to help, as they had long been blocked by other Saints.
This battle was brutal. Ye Chen was besieged by seven Saints, including a Saint-level king like the Heavenly Roc King, who delivered the most devastating blow to Ye Chen, piercing his abdomen, an exceedingly grievous wound.
His body streamed with drenching golden saintly blood, threatening to stain the entire sky.
No one could help Ye Chen, not even the various Saints of the Heavenly Gate. It seemed this had become an inescapable death trap.
Yet, facing all this, the blood-soaked Battle Saint King remained calm and composed, as if this was not a desperate situation, but merely a simple battle.
"At a time like this, you can still maintain such composure. I don't know whether to say you're paralyzed with fear or simply foolish enough."
The Heavenly Roc King sneered coldly. He swung the Heavenly Roc War Spear to attack again, valiantly cleaving at Ye Chen, blasting his figure back over a dozen steps.
Cough—
Blood trickled from the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, staining his handsome face a brilliant gold.
Yet Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged. He looked at the seven Saints, sweeping his gaze over the Heavenly Roc King, and said, "Do you truly wish to kill me this much?"
The next moment, he shook his head. "Still not enough."
"Hmph, at death's door, still spouting nonsense." The Heavenly Roc King snorted coldly, swinging the Heavenly Roc War Spear as he charged forward, unleashing a finishing move.
Clang—
Ye Chen raised Tianhuang, directly parrying this strike, and swung a fist soaked in blood to counterattack.
The Heavenly Roc King snorted coldly but did not let down his guard, swinging a roc claw to slap over.
Boom—
The two young supreme powerhouses separated once more, though Ye Chen's injuries had become even more severe. Drop after drop of brilliant golden saintly blood continuously shimmered, his vitality vast.
Ye Chen's gaze turned to the Heavenly Roc King, and he said calmly, "Actually, I would very much like to have a fair fight with you. It's a pity the conditions don't allow it."
"A fair fight? At death's door, still longing for a fair fight. In this world, only the victor is king, the loser a bandit!"
The Heavenly Roc King snorted coldly, raising the Heavenly Roc War Spear as he strode forth to kill, even executing the Eighteen Roc Forms as he charged. The other six Saints also attacked, once again severely wounding Ye Chen. Golden blood continuously sprayed, his injuries incomparably grievous, his entire body tattered and torn. Even something as powerful as the Battle Sacred Body could not withstand the fierce assaults of so many Saints.
"Saint King Your Highness..."
The various Saints of the Heavenly Gate desperately tried to act, wanting to charge forward, but how would the other Saints give them such an opportunity? The threat of the Battle Saint King was too great; almost everyone wanted him dead as soon as possible.
But the Primordial Demon God sneered coldly, and even the Sea God King shook his head. If the Battle Saint King could be killed so easily, he would not be the Heaven-Defying Supreme Battle Saint King.
Boom—
At this very instant, Ye Chen's aura directly shattered the heavens, breaking through a major realm and stepping into the Saint Treasury Realm.
"He became a Saint!?" Many people were shocked!