Ye Chen was fearless and unafraid, believing firmly that once he broke the shackles restraining him, he would obtain even greater power.
Surpassing his current self would not be difficult.
Time flowed on, and the bleak apocalyptic era of the future drew closer step by step, making him feel an immense, invisible pressure.
Sometimes, he had to strive to attempt methods that seemed impossible, to advance forward in adversity, only then could he become stronger, more invincible. Otherwise, he could not change the future.
He had no more choices left.
To change the future, this was the only way!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Within the Hundred Battles Mountain Range, Ye Chen continuously attacked, forcefully shattering one blood shadow after another. These were all Saint-level blood shadows, yet under his invincible battle physique, they were utterly weak, unable to withstand even a single blow, no matter how powerful they were, they were shattered in one strike.
The might of his Battle Sacred Body was displayed without reservation. Not a trace of law fluctuation was revealed, yet his every move and gesture contained world-destroying power, refined within his fists and feet, returning to the simplicity of nature.
Wisps of residual law marks appeared, which he directly absorbed, continuously channeling them into his treasure body.
However, this method was too slow and easily revealed his traces. He was not yet willing to expose himself prematurely.
Finally, he delved deep into the earth. This vast Hundred Battles Mountain Range had been dyed by the blood of powerhouses throughout the ages. Many remnants and bones were buried deep within the earth, along with more of their residual law marks. This also blocked the divine sense detection of the various Saints.
Ye Chen concealed himself deep within the earth, simultaneously collecting the residual law marks from the depths and secretly drawing over the residual law marks contained within the many blood shadows shattered by the various Saints, channeling them one by one into his own body.
Faintly visible, the accumulation of residual law marks within his body grew denser, hundreds and thousands of strands intertwining, shining brilliantly.
In the end, the residual law marks from at least over three hundred blood shadows were imprinted within his body, amounting to thousands upon thousands of strands.
Each strand contained the power of Great Dao law marks at the Saint Realm or above. Having endured countless years without dissipating, they were the true essence of laws. Imprinted within his body, densely packed, they covered every inch of his flesh and blood, shimmering with a bloody radiance, a sight both startling and awe-inspiring.
Moreover, these residual law marks continuously intertwined with each other, merging with the Heavenly King-level law shackles within his body, ultimately forming a layer of law shackles that were far more solid.
If before, although he could not utilize law power, by fully activating the Great Dao power within him, he could still leak out wisps of Great Dao aura.
Now, that was completely impossible. The divine power within him could no longer manifest. Even the Primordial Spirit infant within his Mud Pill Palace was restrained within, unable to break free.
His physical body had become the largest, most solid prison, restraining his Dao and his Primordial Spirit.
He had lost all Great Dao power, no different from an ordinary person.
But at the same time, his Battle Sacred Body also underwent a unique sublimation, merging with countless residual law marks, becoming even more invincible.
Whether it was the Heavenly King laws or the residual law marks of the blood shadows, they were all imposed upon his battle physique, covering every inch of his flesh and blood. They were restraints, but also a unique form of law battle armor.
Harming him became even more difficult. Even if one could breach the defense of his Saint Body, these law shackles would manifest, autonomously blocking the attack.
If others knew of this, they would surely be shocked.
Because restraining one's own Great Dao in such a way—how incredibly difficult would it be to break free from this kind of law shackle restraint?
It was even highly possible to be restrained forever, unable to break free, forever stuck at this step. Even a Heavenly King would not dare attempt it.
But Ye Chen was unafraid, firmly believing he could break through.
One day, when he forcefully shattered this law restraint and completely fused these law powers within his body, he would take a great leap forward in an instant, surpassing his former self.
At that time, even if he could not unleash Chaos secret techniques within the Saint Treasury Realm, relying solely on his invincible Saint Body physique, he could still defy the heavens and contend against an Ancient Heavenly King.
He believed this day would not be far off!
Just as Ye Chen was collecting various residual law marks and channeling them into his body, the Saint powerhouses of the three races had already fought their way to the deepest part of the Hundred Battles Mountain Range.
Along the way, they faced fierce resistance. Even each faction suffered casualties, with over one-third dead or injured. Whether it was the weakest Saint, or Ancient Saints, overlords, all suffered casualties, their blood staining heaven and earth.
Even top prodigies like the Crown Prince of Xiang Kingdom and Xia Miao'er were not spared. They were all stained with blood, bearing certain injuries.
The Hundred Battles Mountain Range truly lived up to its reputation as a burial ground for Saints.
Only super-powerful experts standing in the Saint Lord domain like the Xiang Kingdom Imperial Sovereign, the Azure Dragon Great Saint, and the Heaven-Supporting Azure Ox remained unscathed.
Finally, the Saints of the three races arrived at the deepest part of the Hundred Battles Mountain Range.
There, in the deepest part, stood a majestic, towering mountain peak. Its body was vast and imposing, with more than half of it piercing into the clouds, appearing boundless and immense.
This was the most famous Fallen Summit within the Hundred Battles Mountain Range, the place where the Divine Spirits of the defeated side fell during the great war of the ancient era.
The Fallen Summit was entirely dyed a tragic and beautiful bloody red by Divine Spirit blood, which had not faded even after flowing through endless years. Instead, it appeared even more surging and majestic, possessing a mountain presence that pressed down upon people, truly extraordinary.
The Saints of the three races did not dare approach the divine mountain excessively, for this mountain was too extraordinary. Once near, a massive mountain presence emanated—the Divine Spirit pressure from the undispersed Divine Spirit blood. At close range, even ordinary Saints could not fly.
Behind the Fallen Summit, the legendary Chaos Supreme Treasure that had fallen from the Nine Heavens was clearly present.
From afar, it could be seen as a Dao Pagoda, thirty-three stories high. From each story flowed thousands upon thousands of strands of primordial Chaos Qi, cascading down, submerging the area behind the Fallen Summit, solemn and inviolable.
The thirty-three-story Dao Pagoda floated within the primordial Chaos Qi, its form indistinct.
"Indeed, it is a supreme Chaos Supreme Treasure!"
The Saints of the three races all had brilliant divine radiance shining in their eyes, filled with endless fervor.
What was that? It was the most precious Chaos Supreme Treasure. Refining just a single strand of primordial Chaos Qi could elevate the quality of a Saint weapon by a notch, let alone so much primordial Chaos Qi gathered like a waterfall, capable of inundating heaven and earth, submerging the Fallen Summit. It was absolutely a priceless treasure.
The Saints of the three races had come for this Chaos Supreme Treasure. They absolutely could not give it up.
Especially the most powerful Saint Lord existences of the three races, they were the strongest and most formidable competitors. They confronted each other, with powerful divine might erupting from them. The space between them exploded, leaving nothing behind!
"Humans, demon race, retreat now. If my beast race obtains this Chaos Supreme Treasure, we will definitely not use it against your two races," the Heaven-Supporting Azure Ox issued a great voice.
But not only did the human Saint Lords sneer, the Azure Dragon Great Saint also sneered coldly. Faintly, a massive Azure Dragon manifested behind him, demonic aura shaking the heavens. He said, "Big Green Ox, stop talking nonsense at a time like this. Let's each rely on our own methods to compete!"
"Fellow Daoists of the demon race, attack! Seize the Chaos Supreme Treasure first. As for who ends up with it, we'll decide after it's in our demon race's hands!"
"Good!"
The demon race Saints took the initiative to charge forward.
The human Saints were unwilling to fall behind.
But the next moment, the most terrifying pressure surged forth, overwhelming heaven and earth, chilling the Saints of both races.