Joint Techniques!
Ye Chen unleashed the unparalleled Joint Techniques he hadn't used for countless years, instantly breaking through Imperial Wuming's defense and sending him flying.
Everyone watched this scene in shock. Was Imperial Son Wuming actually at a disadvantage?
The four ancient recluses grew worried.
Whoosh—
Ye Chen closed in on Imperial Wuming once more. Every joint in his body seemed capable of twisting freely. Just as he threw a punch, in the next moment, he bizarrely lashed out with a whip-like kick toward Imperial Wuming.
And just as Imperial Wuming raised his leg to block, Ye Chen's straight leg suddenly seemed to lose its knee—his shin actually attacked Imperial Wuming from a forward direction at an impossibly tricky angle that no ordinary person could achieve, striking out like a blow from the Primordial Battle Body.
Boom—
Imperial Wuming was sent flying again, blood scattering across the sky. Even someone as suave and divinely handsome as him now had streaks of crimson blood staining his beautiful face.
Ye Chen was too strong. Not only were his moves bizarre, but each strike carried force as heavy as a million mountains. Even he, the unparalleled Imperial Son, could not avoid being injured.
This was also because he was an Imperial Son. Anyone else engaging in such close-quarters combat with Ye Chen would only meet a shattered end.
Moreover, the sheer strangeness of this combat technique's moves astonished Imperial Wuming. While not an overwhelmingly powerful divine ability, it belonged to the category of human body combat techniques. Combined with the supreme Battle Sacred Body, it instantly elevated these Joint Techniques to their peak, making even an Imperial Son-level figure extremely wary.
In the next moment, Ye Chen charged forward again. But this time, Imperial Wuming was prepared. He rotated Supreme Yin and Supreme Yang forces, adding them to himself, and made corresponding defenses.
But soon, Ye Chen's Joint Techniques were unleashed, bizarre and unfathomable, often attacking from angles that were utterly unpredictable, completely suppressing Imperial Wuming.
For a time, he was actually at a disadvantage. However, Imperial Wuming was, after all, an Imperial Son, a figure of the young generation's supreme caliber. A single combat technique could not suppress him for long. Moreover, his body was wreathed in one hundred and eight Divine Halos, which now all bloomed with the most astonishing and resplendent divine radiance.
Boom—
At this stage, the defense was so incredibly strong that Ye Chen could hardly achieve much effective result with his Joint Techniques.
His peerless offensive strikes were all heavily weakened by the one hundred and eight Divine Halos. The power that truly reached Imperial Wuming had become minuscule.
But Ye Chen grew even more forceful. He released wisps of world-destroying aura, attacking at close range. He swung his sacred fist, punching out blow after blow, each carrying vast and mighty Dao power, striking out as if to collapse the ninth heaven.
He unleashed thirty-six consecutive punches. Finally, the power of all thirty-six punches combined, superimposed into one, ultimately dominating the sky and instantly shattering Imperial Wuming's defense, truly engaging him in close-quarters combat.
The Saint Body shone with a crystalline golden light, supremely powerful. Among his generation, even Imperial Wuming could not match Ye Chen in physicality.
Every part of his body—fingers, palms, wrists, arms, shoulders, back, chest, thighs, knees, soles—could become his strongest weapon. Even his head could be used the same way, employing every extremity!
Everyone watched in shock and awe as Imperial Son Wuming was completely at a disadvantage in close combat. Several times already, they had seen blood splattering and flying, a heart-stopping sight.
The more Ye Chen fought, the more his battle intent boiled. Under the full operation of the Battle Sacred Body's power, the frustration in his heart cleared, and he wanted to roar to the heavens.
Raising his fist, he gave a shake. Golden-yellow blood energy exploded, enveloping the entire world, dispersing all Dao marks and divine principles, displaying the fearsome might of a Battle Saint.
But if Imperial Wuming were merely this, he could not be called an Imperial Son. Though suppressed by Ye Chen, at a disadvantage, and with blood flying several times, he had not sustained any truly terrifying injuries.
Even later, even Ye Chen found it difficult to breach his defense. The one hundred and eight Divine Halos upon him seemed more like one hundred and eight great worlds manifesting.
Faintly visible, each Divine Halo connected to the phantom of a great world, immensely heavy. Even Ye Chen's supreme fist power sweeping over met the most significant obstruction.
Moreover, Imperial Wuming summoned his cauldron. The Devouring Heaven Cauldron that had been knocked away returned, hovering above his head. Surging Dao brilliance flowed upon it, shining upon all heavens, even exuding wisps of Dao laws that poured down to strike Ye Chen.
Boom—
Ye Chen raised his fist and shook it, but his expression shifted slightly, clearly sensing that the Devouring Heaven Cauldron had suddenly become much heavier, as if about to crush the entire world.
Naturally, the Human Sovereign Pagoda formed from his blood energy met it, resulting in the most intense collision, blocking it.
"Five Elements Great Worlds!"
Imperial Wuming's voice carried an eerie magic. He spread his five fingers, covering the sky. On each finger, a great world phantom manifested, more real, vast, and powerful than the previous Great World Saint Technique.
The Five Elements Great Worlds represented the great worlds of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth. The Metal World contained endless golden sharpness, capable of transforming into infinite Dao weapons, with mountains of gold weighing ten thousand jun.
The Wood World naturally had towering trees, filled with the aura of life...
...
One great world after another continuously manifested. Moreover, Ye Chen distinctly felt that this Dao power was not much weaker than Cang Jitian's, making him increasingly aware of the strength of an Imperial Son-level figure.
The Five Elements Great Worlds represented five great world heavens rotating, grinding down from the sky, shattering the void of heaven and earth, pressing toward Ye Chen.
"Eternally Trapped in the Starry Sky—"
Imperial Wuming lightly shouted. From between his fingers and palm flowed a magnificent, vast, and brilliant river of stars. One gorgeous, shining star after another floated within it, along with powerful stellar aura, sweeping toward Ye Chen, intending to suppress him beneath the starry river formed by countless converging stars.
In just an instant, Imperial Son Wuming unleashed several supremely powerful divine abilities and dao techniques, attacking Ye Chen with his strongest posture.
The saintly blood in Ye Chen's body boiled. There was wariness, there was gravity, but how could there not also be excitement—the excitement of meeting a true rival. The saintly blood that had lain heavy and still within him for so long could not help but boil.
He advanced bathed in resplendent golden light. Though unable to wield Dao laws, he was undoubtedly extremely powerful, resisting with the purest Battle Saint Art—a combat technique born purely for battle.
Boom boom boom—
The two young generation's supremes continuously unleashed various divine abilities and secret arts. Any move in their hands could unleash unprecedented fearsome power, resulting in the strongest collisions.