From the vast, continuous starry river on the celestial dome of the divine hall, fourteen massive hands suddenly appeared, pressing down directly.
Each hand appeared ancient and natural, yet also seemed to contain the infinite Dao and principles between heaven and earth, carrying the boundless might of the Heavenly Dao.
Simply pressing down, they made the fourteen young supreme powerhouses who had charged forward feel an irresistible sensation, something unbelievable.
Even Ye Chen, Will, the Corpse Devouring Insect Emperor, Yuan Yao Divine King, and Void Divine King, who had not yet made a move, were staring intently at these nine great hands.
How could they not understand? This was likely a method left behind by the Dark Night Ancient Hall, or even the Dao hands of the former Dark Night Sovereign, containing a trace of his Dao, infinitely close to the Heavenly Dao, penetrating all Daos, incomparably powerful, making even these peerless geniuses feel they could not catch up.
"Break for me!"
The fourteen True King-level figures naturally refused to submit. No one wanted to be suppressed by a single hand, even if it was the Dark Night Sovereign. They all roared with effort to resist, erupting with terrifying auras, divine radiance awe-inspiring, striving to soar and slash apart these Dao hands.
Undoubtedly, they were all extremely powerful, far more formidable than ordinary overlords.
However, all their terrifying attacks dissipated and vanished naturally before even reaching those Dao hands, unable to get close.
Moreover, these Dao hands pressed down directly from above. The fourteen peerless geniuses were directly suppressed onto the floor of the divine hall, struggling to resist, roaring at the sky.
Unfortunately, all this was in vain. These fourteen Dao hands seemed like a single hand of a Divine Spirit pressing down; all living beings would be utterly suppressed.
Whoosh—
Ye Chen shot into the sky, instantly unleashing his ultimate divine speed. With the Realm-Treading Secret Technique and the mysteries of his origin combined, his entire form condensed into a streak of ultimate golden light shooting forth.
A month of seclusion had long allowed Ye Chen, the Lord of the Ancient Lan World, to comprehend many mysteries. Now, combining them, his speed increased yet again.
Unfortunately, this could already be called the limit. Because the Realm-Treading Secret Technique was originally an ultimate speed movement technique created by a Supreme One of the Primordial Era. If not for obtaining the mysteries of origin from the Golden-Winged Roc, the mythical foremost speed immortal bird, comprehending the mysteries of ultimate speed and combining them, wanting to improve even a sliver of this divine technique without comprehending it to the extreme would be extremely difficult.
He wanted to rely on his ultimate divine speed to dodge the Dao hands and charge toward the Sovereign's divine statue to obtain the mysteries.
Boom—
Unfortunately, 'so near, yet so far' seemed to describe this moment. No matter how fast Ye Chen's speed was, the instant he approached the Sovereign's divine statue, it suddenly slowed down many times over. The short distance seemed to become many times more remote, as if traversing a great world, difficult to cross in a short time.
How could this be?
A trace of shock appeared on Ye Chen's face.
At the same time, a Dao hand from the starry river directly swatted out.
Heaven-Shaking Palm!
Without hesitation, Ye Chen directly activated the Heaven-Shaking Palm from the Battle Saint Art, striking out with the invincible will of a Battle Saint, as if to shake the infinite heavens, resisting one of the Dark Night Sovereign's Dao hands.
Boom—
Although this could not possibly be the Dark Night Sovereign's real hand descending, possessing only a wisp of its might, it was still enough to destroy mountains and rivers for ten thousand li.
Almost at the moment of impact, Ye Chen was directly pressed to the ground by the Dao hand.
If not for the ancient hall being built by the Dark Night Sovereign, it would have long since shattered.
But the entire hall was flowing with hazy, radiant light, not shattering.
Like the other True King powerhouses, each of them coughed up blood from the corners of their mouths, suppressed by the Dao hands, bending their bodies and struggling to resist, almost prostrating on the ground.
If not for each of them being sufficiently powerful, if other young geniuses had come, they would likely have been left with only the path of being smashed to pieces.
Ye Chen let out a long roar. The golden blood energy throughout his body began to boil, rumbling loudly. The Heaven-Shaking Palm shone with blazing white light. His entire body immediately straightened up, practically worthy of being called 'holding up the heavens and standing firm on the earth,' his palm lifting to shake the Dao hand, his feet planted on the great hall.
Whoosh—
In an instant, Ye Chen activated his ultimate speed movement technique, shifting horizontally to evade the Dao hand.
Boom boom boom—
The other dozen or so individuals were all directly swatted away by the Dao hands, each sent flying backward, blood trickling from their mouths.
Then, the Dao hands dissipated with a *puff*, points of radiant light returning to the dome of the divine hall.
The various True King powerhouses were all drenched in sweat, having encountered such an irresistible force for the first time, showing shock.
At this moment, within the ancient gate, the most terrifying figure appeared. It was the First Great Bandit, the Heavenly King old-timer, appearing before the ancient hall, his aura restrained. Otherwise, the Heavenly King-level imposing manner would be something even the various True Kings could not withstand.
He stood with his hands behind his back, speaking calmly: "To enter the Ancient Divine Domain, one must pass the trial of Dao will left by the Dark Night Sovereign. Once you touch the divine statue, you can enter the Ancient Divine Domain."
The powerhouses sighed lightly. No wonder it was so difficult; a wisp of the Dark Night Sovereign's will was taking action.
Although the trial seemed simple—just needing to touch the divine statue—it was also incomparably arduous. Because this was a wisp of the Dark Night Sovereign's Dao will, containing his infinite Dao philosophy, far more profound than the Dao marks of a Heavenly King by countless times.
How could the Dao hands' attacks be so easily touched?
Thinking of this layer, everyone couldn't help but sigh. They had finally entered the divine hall, only to encounter such a difficult obstacle.
The saintly blood within Ye Chen's body erupted with vast vitality, repairing his injuries, restoring his composure.
But facing the Dao hands, even someone as powerful as him had to frown.
At this time, Yuan Yao Divine King stepped forward. The ten divine halos seemed to penetrate ten mysterious worlds, with immeasurable and mysterious aura constantly flowing, making him appear supremely divine and saintly, transcendent. Every strand of his hair flowed with brilliant radiance.
Now looking at Ye Chen, he smiled and said: "Battle Saint King, your ancient ring seems to have some connection with the Sovereign's divine statue. Why not use it?"
At this moment, everyone remembered the earlier event. The Battle Saint King's Old Yan ancient ring had clearly shot forth a beam of light, pointing distantly at the Sovereign's stone statue, seen by all.
Ye Chen frowned slightly, glancing at Yuan Yao Divine King. This seemingly transcendent person, though appearing calm and composed, with his calm words, had imperceptibly set up many enemies for him.
Sure enough, a Saint King immediately stepped forward, saying coldly: "Yuan Yao Divine King is right. Battle Saint King, since your ancient ring has a connection with the Sovereign's divine statue, we hope you can explain."
Other powerhouses also turned their gazes toward Ye Chen, seemingly also needing an explanation.
But Ye Chen laughed, laughed very brightly, his white teeth dazzlingly conspicuous, yet with a chilling coldness: "Why should I explain? What are you?"