An hour later, the martial arts imprint cracked open, and a tall, heroic figure strode out, his black hair flowing, an extraordinary Heaven's Pride—it was Ye Chen.
He had emerged!
Standing within the Martial Arts Divine Stone space, he was so dazzling and eye-catching.
At this moment, countless gazes instantly swept toward him, filled with awe, shock, apprehension, gravity, wariness, disbelief... all sorts of complex expressions!
All eyes were on him!
Especially those Immortal True Kings, each with flickering gazes, their expressions indescribably complex.
Ye Chen stood alone, sweeping a glance over the powerhouses, also looking toward the seven Immortal True King Heaven's Prides, nodding slightly, very composed.
Even his aura was calm, neither strong nor weak, yet it made people feel his unfathomable depth all the more, impossible to gauge.
Just how powerful was he? Did he truly possess the supreme combat power of the Heavenly King realm?
No one dared to ask, perhaps because they didn't dare. For Ye Chen merely stood there, his aura calm, yet he exuded an intangible, sovereign-like pressure that inspired awe and reverence, making one afraid to overstep and ask.
At this moment, someone finally stepped forward—Yuan Yao Divine King, that transcendent figure like a Child of Light, spoke with some complexity, "Brother Qian Yue, have you achieved Heavenly King?"
As his words fell, not only Yuan Yao Divine King, but also Sun God, Angel Prince Noxius, Feng Wu, Cang Jitian, and even the powerhouses of the Ancient Divine Palace all looked at Ye Chen at this moment, clearly wanting to know the answer as well.
Had he truly achieved Heavenly King?
"Not yet," Ye Chen shook his head truthfully.
This answer made many sigh in relief. At least he hadn't defied the heavens, hadn't reached the Heavenly King realm. Otherwise, achieving Heavenly King at such a young age would make countless people want to die of despair.
Because he was too young. Cultivating for less than a hundred years and achieving Heavenly King—not to mention in the Ancient Divine Continent, even across the myriad realms, throughout history, it seemed no one had reached this step. It seemed only those heaven-defying freaks with Emperor potential from the Mythical Era could accomplish this.
But the next moment, everyone gasped, a realization dawning, looking at Ye Chen in shock and awe.
They only now remembered: although Ye Chen hadn't achieved Heavenly King, it was even more astonishing because, without reaching the Heavenly King realm, he had fought Blood-Robed Heavenly King to such an extent, battling so fiercely—it was simply world-shaking.
And now someone suddenly recalled: Ye Chen's emergence from the martial arts imprint wasn't his body reforming within the Martial Arts Divine Stone space, but him walking out from the martial arts imprint itself.
Then there was only one explanation: Ye Chen had defeated Blood-Robed Heavenly King and seized the martial arts imprint.
Boom—
It was like a thunderclap exploding in everyone's hearts.
Precisely because of this, it was most shocking. For Battle Saint King had created a myth across the ages, slaying an ancient Heavenly King while in the Saint Treasury Realm—how earth-shattering a feat! Only now was it remembered.
Once word spread, it would absolutely cause the most terrifying immense uproar.
Yuan Yao Divine King and the other Immortal True Kings all changed expressions drastically, looking at Ye Chen in horror. Had he truly reached that step? That was the supreme forbidden domain. Even among the mythical Emperors and Sovereigns, only a handful had accomplished it in their youth.
This was supreme Emperor potential. Even the strongest periods of the mythical Emperors and Sovereigns in their youth were merely like this.
In a daze, they seemed to see a supreme Great Emperor rising, standing atop the heavens, overlooking the myriad realms, proud and aloof over all directions, revered by all living beings, making one look up in awe.
Battle Saint King possessed supreme Emperor potential, destined to become a peerless Supreme One in the future.
Being born in the same era as such a young generation's supreme with Emperor potential, competing in the same Human Sovereign contention—for Yuan Yao Divine King, Sun God, Primordial Demon God, and these eternal Heaven's Prides aspiring for the Human Sovereign throne, he was the most formidable obstacle. Who could surpass him?
Sun God sincerely sighed, "Battle Saint King, you have truly created a myth across the ages, making us all feel ashamed of our inferiority."
For an Immortal True King to speak like this, one could imagine how despair-inducing Ye Chen was now.
But Yuan Yao Divine King suddenly asked, "May I ask, Brother Qian Yue, how much Faith Power did you use in the battle against the Heavenly King?"
This question made everyone pause, and many realized: Battle Saint King's victory over Blood-Robed Heavenly King was likely related to Faith Power. This also made many sigh in relief. Otherwise, being around such a freak would truly drive one mad.
Yet this point also made the Ancient Divine Palace powerhouses tremble. To possess Faith Power comparable to a Heavenly King's—the force behind Battle Saint King must be a massive ancient kingdom, no weaker than a thousand-year imperial dynasty.
They felt Battle Saint King's unfathomable depth all the more.
Ye Chen's expression unchanged, he merely smiled, "What do you think, Brother Yuan Yao?"
Neither admitting nor denying, his attitude ambiguous, yet it made people all the more wary.
The other Immortal True Kings all changed expressions slightly. They all felt this matter was not simple, always having a bad premonition.
They always felt it wasn't that Ye Chen had used Faith Power, but that some other power had allowed him to reach this step. How exactly had he done it?
In the end, Ye Chen drifted away, traversing the sky toward the next Heavenly King-level martial arts imprint.
The several True Kings did not follow. At this point, they all knew Battle Saint King would do everything to conceal it; the observation space would not open again, and forcing their way would be futile.
As for Blood-Robed Heavenly King, there was no need to challenge him. They could all imagine Blood-Robed Heavenly King would certainly not speak of it, nor would he deign to.
Regarding Battle Saint King's strength, it became an unsolvable mystery!
"Perhaps we will soon know Battle Saint King's true strength," Yuan Yao Divine King inexplicably said this sentence before disappearing from the Martial Arts Divine Stone space.
At the same time, among the seven majestic Heavenly King Mountains located in the central region of the Ancient Divine Palace, one was precisely the Heavenly King Mountain where Elder Tianmei resided.
Upon it stood a grand ancient hall, magnificent and imposing, with carved beams and painted rafters, spiritual energy swirling around it, dreamlike and illusory, as transcendent as an immortal realm ancient hall.
Usually, no one dared disturb the seven Heavenly Kings' secluded cultivation here. Even some elders of the Ancient Divine Palace needed to report to gain the qualification to visit.
At this moment, Li Xuan, having emerged from seclusion, came to this hall, finally obtaining the qualification for an audience.
In the ancient hall, Elder Tianmei, seated on the throne, looked at the visiting Li Xuan, slightly raising his long brows, nodding with a smile, "I didn't expect after two years in seclusion, your cultivation has grown again. Good, very good."
Li Xuan humbly clasped his fists, "Elder flatters me. Li merely broke through by luck."
"Speak. Why have you come in such a hurry this time?"
"It's about Battle Saint King!"