That was a super battle at the Heavenly King level. A battle of this grade naturally had the qualification to be recorded in ancient texts, worthy of being called a world-shaking battle that drew all eyes.
Although both sides were Heavenly Kings, it was clear that the Blood-Robed Heavenly King was more powerful, more demonic and sinister. It was precisely by relying on his Blood Realm divine ability that he trapped that other Heavenly King within the Blood Realm. If other Heavenly Kings had not rushed to the rescue, he would have almost completely refined him within it, thus making his name resound far and wide, famous throughout the ages.
Now, directly unleashing it, it was absolutely a peerless divine ability that could suppress and kill all. Even a Heavenly King would find it difficult to block, let alone Ye Chen. No matter how powerful he was, he could not block it, for he was not yet a true Heavenly King.
Ye Chen's expression changed drastically. Naturally, he also knew the fearsome nature of this Blood Realm divine ability. Without needing to say more, he directly executed the Realm-Treading Secret Technique, dodging with the fastest speed possible, fleeing as fast as he could.
His entire person condensed into a streak of extreme-speed divine radiance, flashing across the heavens and earth. That speed was so fast it practically left even Heavenly Kings feeling they could not catch up.
"So fast! I can't even capture the trajectory of his figure!"
An ancient recluse exclaimed in shock. Powerful as he was, a peak Saint Vault figure, he actually found it difficult to capture Ye Chen's figure trajectory. One could imagine just how fast the other party was.
"Fast, indeed astonishingly fast. But don't fantasize about escaping before a Heavenly King. That is impossible."
The Blood-Robed Heavenly King spoke. He possessed an absolute sense of control over this starry battlefield. He could open up a small world and naturally also controlled a piece of heaven and earth.
He directly shook his body, merging into the heaven and earth, gaining control authority, restraining the void, and briefly restraining Ye Chen who had fled to an extremely distant place.
This method was somewhat similar to Jia Hua Demi-Saint's Six Directions Heaven-Sealing Art, only much more advanced—it was absolute control over heaven and earth.
Ye Chen naturally would not wait for death with bound hands. His entire body erupted with light, like a heavenly sun exploding, bursting forth with powerful dao fluctuations, violently shattering the restraint of heaven and earth and breaking free. This supremely powerful force caused every onlooker to be moved.
But this piece of heaven and earth had been restrained by the Blood-Robed Heavenly King, causing Ye Chen's movements to instantly slow down many times over. Even though he could forcibly break the restraint of heaven and earth, his speed was still not fast.
Whoosh—
That Blood Realm directly descended, enveloping Ye Chen's entire person within its innermost part, sealing him inside.
Then, countless streaks of crimson lightning struck down, each one as thick as a mountain range, carrying destructive divine might that could annihilate Saints, continuously striking Ye Chen's body.
Ye Chen let out a long roar. Behind him, an enormous divine statue manifested, incomparably huge, capable of propping up the heavens and standing firm on the earth, protecting him and blocking all the crimson lightning.
Boom—
Within the Blood Realm, one crimson Demon Peak after another flew horizontally. Each crimson mountain peak was a manifestation of a great Dao talisman, charging recklessly.
Moreover, an endless blood sea came pouring down, covering heaven and earth. It was the blood of myriad spirits, capable of corroding everything. Even a Heavenly King was almost refined by it, and it submerged Ye Chen.
Trapped within the Blood Realm, Ye Chen finally comprehended the terrifying aspect of this Blood Realm divine ability. No wonder even a Heavenly King was almost refined by it back then. After just a short moment of confrontation, he could feel his Battle Sacred Body had an impulse to explode. His flesh was split open with countless cracks, densely covered with bloody marks, blood flowing like streams—a truly miserable and eye-catching sight.
The corrosive power of the Blood Realm was too strong. Even a powerful Battle Sacred Body found it difficult to withstand.
Ye Chen continuously operated various divine abilities and dao techniques, divine radiance dazzling and shaking the heavens. He even executed the Battle Saint Art. But at this step, he still had not utilized forces like Faith Power or world power.
The true purpose was naturally to see just how great the gap was between himself and a Heavenly King.
This was an excellent experience. Even though Ye Chen had several Heavenly Kings from the Ancient Lan Great World under his command, wanting such a life-and-death battle was still rare. He could fight without any consideration for consequences, revealing his various shortcomings.
These shortcomings might be very tiny, very minute in ordinary times, truly difficult to discover. But in a duel, they would be infinitely magnified, letting him know, allowing him to continuously improve and become more powerful and complete.
Ye Chen's body erupted with golden haze, bathed in golden sacred light, like a Heavenly God, akin to a Battle Immortal. He continuously brandished the immortal sacred fist, shattering one majestic crimson mountain peak after another, then pushed sun, moon, and stars as he moved, erupting with full force, resisting the various heaven-and-earth refining attacks within the Blood Realm.
The onlookers were shocked by Ye Chen's power, and the Blood-Robed Heavenly King was also somewhat surprised. Changing his hand seal, the Blood Realm's might suddenly increased by a large margin.
The various Blood Realm attacks instantly became much more terrifying. Ye Chen went from barely coping at first to later being hard-pressed to cope.
Finally, after persisting for a moment, even the Battle Sacred Body, comparable to a Great Power's physical body, could no longer endure. His entire person exploded, his body shattered to pieces and bones. In the end, he still could not match the Blood-Robed Heavenly King's Blood Realm divine ability.
All of this was within the expectations of the world.
From the very beginning, no one believed Ye Chen could persist within the Blood-Robed Heavenly King's Blood Realm divine ability. One must know that even a Heavenly King trapped within it in the past was almost refined, let alone Ye Chen, who was not a Heavenly King. How could he fight?
Being able to persist to this step was already astonishing. Only a Samsara-level powerhouse could persist to this step. Otherwise, if it were anyone else, they would only be instantly killed.
Regarding Ye Chen's powerful strength, more people were even more astonished that Ye Chen had reached Samsara-level combat power at such a young age.
Anyone could see that Ye Chen's age was definitely not great, worthy of being called the young generation, similar in age to the geniuses of the Ancient Divine Palace in this era. One could sense the unique vitality of the young generation, something the older generation could not imitate.
Yet he was powerful to this step, surpassing many of the older generation, even above the ancient recluses.
Samsara-level combat power. Generally, only those who failed the Samsara Tribulation but fortunately did not die, unable to ascend to the Heavenly King domain yet stronger than those above the Saint Treasury Realm—this type of powerhouse had the qualification to be respectfully called Samsara powerhouses.
Now, no one mocked Ye Chen as a madman anymore. This was not a madman, but a true young generation's supreme. All along, he had not been merely tempering himself, but truly challenging the numerous martial art Imprints. And it was very likely that within these two years, he had completely learned all the martial art Imprints.
What a shocking thought this was, making people change color.
These were all the Saint-level ultimate techniques and divine abilities of the Ancient Divine Palace throughout countless years since ancient times. Every Saint had imprinted their own martial art Imprint within the Martial Arts Divine Stone, all their strongest divine abilities. Within the short span of two years, this Ye Chen had challenged and obtained them one by one. How powerful must he be now? It was simply enough to make one's heart tremble.
"Where's the madman?"
Suddenly, someone spoke, causing everyone to be startled. Because after such a long period of time, Ye Chen had still not reassembled his primordial spirit form. It seemed an accident had occurred.