Ye Chen stood within the formation, the terrifying aura of the Great Dao emanating from within and radiating outward. The entire imperial capital seemed to suffer an indescribable, dreadful oppression.
The air felt as if it was about to be completely drained. Even Saint Lords and ancient recluses experienced a terrifying sense of suffocation.
Watching from afar, the True Kings each sighed silently. They understood now—the Battle Saint King had become completely invincible. True Kings were no longer his match. That man had only one opponent left—
The Offspring of Supremes!
Boom—!
Ye Chen swung his sacred fist to break the formation. Even though it wasn't the Heaven-Creating Earth-Forging Fist, this simple punch still contained the most invincible power.
Visible to the naked eye, large swathes of runes and array patterns of the third Samsara-grade killing formation were forcibly erased, opening a breach. A fist shot straight out, revealed before the eyes of the world, as if containing a blazing sun, radiating boundless light.
The Samsara-grade killing formation was finally pierced through. It could no longer trap the invincible Battle Saint King.
It was as if a slumbering war god within that man was fully awakening. Under this infinite might, even Saint Lords felt themselves as weak and insignificant as ants.
This was the majesty of the Saint King—the invincibility of the Great Dao, the invincibility of the Saint Body. Combined, it was unprecedented.
The experts from the three great imperial dynasties felt a terror rising from the depths of their hearts. For the first time, they were so frightened, experiencing the suffocating breath of death.
They all knew that once the Battle Saint King truly broke out of the formation, no one would be able to stop him.
"Kill him! No matter what, we cannot let the Battle Saint King emerge!"
The eight Saint Lords, the two ancient recluses, and even the experts from the three imperial dynasties attacked desperately. One terrifying killing formation after another was hurled forward as if they cost nothing.
That level of power surpassed everything, possessing the might to truly harm a Heavenly King.
Naturally, Ye Chen was not yet invincible to that extent. Even a Heavenly King arriving here might not be able to withstand such attacks unscathed. However, his golden Saint Body had already surpassed a Heavenly King's treasure body.
The Human Sovereign Pagoda descended, directly withstanding all attacks. This was absolute defense, unbreakable, impervious to all techniques!
Then, Ye Chen threw a punch, sending the second Samsara-grade killing formation, which had been held back by the Human Sovereign Pagoda, flying skyward, preventing it from descending.
The next moment, half of his body emerged from the breach in the third Samsara-grade killing formation. A world-shaking aura surged forth.
That stretch of heaven and earth was on the verge of collapsing, unable to bear the pressure.
Everyone in the entire imperial capital could almost see it—the invincible Battle Saint King, with half his body emerged, stretched out a large hand and grabbed one of the eight Saint Lords who had ventured slightly too close.
That Saint Lord-level figure felt a bone-chilling sense of crisis and retreated like lightning.
But that outstretched hand, seemingly slow yet actually fast, moved with unbelievable speed. Countless runes flowed around it, instantly traversing layers of space. Within the palm, an entire world seemed to form, seizing that Saint Lord in one grasp.
What a humiliating scene! This was a Saint Lord, an absolute figure of lofty status within an entire imperial dynasty, holding high position and great authority, dominating the winds and clouds of the Ancient Divine Continent.
Yet, under that golden hand, he was like a chick. No matter how he struggled, it was futile. Even exhausting all his divine abilities in bombardment could not break free from that grasp.
"Today, you will be the first Saint Lord I kill."
As the Battle Saint King's cold, merciless voice fell, under the horrified gazes of all, the golden hand clenched fiercely. With a thunderous boom, that Saint Lord from the Guhua Imperial Dynasty was instantly reduced to dust, his blood light erupting toward the heavens.
Dead!
A dignified Saint Lord, one of the rare super experts of a great imperial dynasty, was exterminated just like that. The process was too horrifying to behold.
All of this could only mean that the Battle Saint King was terrifyingly, outrageously powerful. A Saint Lord had been grabbed and killed alive. How could anyone contend with him?
He was clearly invincible within the Saint Treasury Realm!
After crushing a Saint Lord, the Battle Saint King retreated back into the Samsara-grade killing formation. Blood light blazed brilliantly between his fingers and palm, and dazzling runes condensed into golden saintly flames that leaped and danced. Soon, a Blood Pill appeared.
It was the Blood Pill condensed from the essence of the slain Saint Lord, containing the terrifying energy of a Saint Lord-level existence. He stored it away.
If consumed by another, while it might not necessarily create a Saint Lord, it could definitely forge an overlord. It was also a source of abundant energy, useful in certain situations.
Although the Battle Saint King stopped breaking the formation and remained trapped inside, sensing his cold, indifferent gaze sweeping over them, everyone felt fear rising within them. They quickly retreated, actually wanting to flee for their lives.
This feeling hadn't arisen in who knew how many years.
Boom—!
Ye Chen continued to swing his fist. That fist was entwined with four-colored divine radiance—the Four Extremities dancing in accompaniment. Heaven and earth manifested around it. He tore open another corner of the third Samsara-grade killing formation and completely emerged, descending within the imperial palace.
It was as if an immortal king had emerged into the world, his majesty shaking the realm.
What was left to stop him?
The experts of the three imperial dynasties now deeply regretted it. Why had they provoked this number one demon back then? And why had they provoked him to this point of life-and-death enmity?
But now, the only plan was to grit their teeth and press forward to kill. Either the Battle Saint King died, or the three imperial dynasties perished.
Whoosh—!
Wherever the Battle Sacred Body passed, all formations naturally crumbled, unable to cause much harm.
Moreover, Ye Chen now held the Primordial Battle Body in his hand. Although it hadn't awakened, it was incomparably heavy, capable of crushing the heavens. Sweeping it out, it directly annihilated entire swathes of Dao techniques and divine abilities, leaving nothing behind.
He displayed his divine might. A single great halberd swept across the heavens, pushing through the entire imperial palace. In the blink of an eye, countless palaces were swept away, reduced to ashes.
The two ancient recluses charged forward. Although their vitality was depleted, their Dao and techniques had reached the pinnacle of the Saint Treasury Realm. Their magic power was like a vast sea. They directly confronted him, their might causing even Saint Lords to pale.
Ye Chen feared nothing. His Saint Body was already invincible. He threw out both fists, meeting the two ancient recluses. Brilliant light erupted; Dao marks and runes flickered alternately throughout the sky, annihilating everything.
Ye Chen staggered back three steps. Each step caused the void to explode. His fists were torn and bleeding, golden saintly blood continuously flowing.
Although invincible within the Saint Treasury Realm, he was, after all, facing pinnacle ancient recluses. Their Dao and techniques had reached the peak of this domain, not to be underestimated.
But the two ancient recluses were in even worse shape. After exhausting their magic power, they barely managed to injure the Battle Sacred Body, which rivaled a Great Power. However, both were sent flying, their arms broken. The light of their Primordial Spirits flickered violently, nearly extinguishing.
They were utterly horrified. Originally, they had intended to rely on their higher realm to suppress the Battle Saint King by force, but they found it impossible. The other party's comprehension of the Dao was not much weaker, and that invincible golden Saint Body was peerless in the world, unbreakable. Their combined attack had only barely injured him. To kill him? Far too difficult.