"Combat Saint King, dare to battle head-on, without relying on any external power!"
The sudden challenge from Yingg Chen, a young True King of the Yingg's Imperial Clan, instantly stirred the starry sky.
Initially thinking that the great battle had concluded, the powerful figures did not leave imdiately; instead, they watched with interest the two n in the starry battlefield.
One was the Combat Saint King, currently at the pinnacle of his power, who always swept through, forcibly suppressing all enemies in the world, daring to challenge an Emperor Clan's Great Demon God-like figure.
The other was the True King of the ancient Emperor Clan, who had achieved the Heavenly King realm for many years, with extraordinary cultivation, far surpassing ordinary Heavenly Kings, and a future ruler of the Yingg's Imperial Clan.
Both were peak figures of the younger generation, and such a confrontation was destined to be infinitely splendid.
In the eyes of the Heavenly Great Abilities, perhaps the Combat Saint King was very strong, but people often saw him utilize World Origin Power, Power of Faith, and Wish Power—external combat forces—to contend against Ancient Great Powers; yet, his true combat power was rarely seen.
A true battle between the two sides would determine who was stronger and who was weaker, and many still favored the Emperor Clan's True King, Yingg Chen.
The Yingg's Imperial Clan did not intervene; Yingg Gu watched coldly.
Previous battles had been formidable due to the Combat Saint King's use of external forces, but in a true cultivation battle, he might not be so strong, and it was highly possible that he would be crushed by Yingg Chen.
They all hoped to use this battle to erase past humiliations, so they tacitly allowed it.
"Battle with ?"
Ye Chen suddenly laughed, but it was filled with indifference and a lofty disdain: "If a Young Supre were to co, a great battle would be possible, but you—"
He did not finish his sentence, yet anyone could sense the condescension in his tone.
Even the Heavenly Great Abilities couldn't help but frown, feeling the Combat Saint King was excessively arrogant.
"You—" Yingg Chen's expression was livid. He was an Invincible True King and had reached the Heavenly King Realm, a figure looking down on his generation for many years, always gazing down at others; never had anyone dared to disdain him like this—the ultimate humiliation.
"Very well, the Combat Saint King is said to be aggressive, and today we see he's not only forceful but also arrogant, considering himself unmatched. Today, I, the King, shall see if you have the strength to gaze down upon others."
He donned the Immortal Crown, with his thick hair flying wildly, his cold eyes capable of freezing a thousand miles. He marched forward heavily, each step shaking the heavens, causing the Dao to hum, boiling with killing intent.
"What Young Supre of Ten-layered Heaven? In my eyes, everything is illusory." His words were icy and silent, cold enough to freeze the blood in those present, revealing his formidable cultivation.
Ye Chen, with his hands behind him, black hair loose, stood immovable, appearing calm, without a real battle stance; he simply said: "Make your move."
This further fueled Yingg Chen's rage to the extre, his blood boiling, his body filled with potent Emperor Bloodline, though not as pure as an Emperor's son; as a True King, his blood's purity could rival the third generation. In an instant, he elevated his battle power to the peak, with his black hair flying wildly, charging forward.
Boom—
As Yingg Chen strode forward, his terrifying presence unfolded without restraint, with nine formidable phantoms appearing around him, towering and covering the heavens.
There was the True Dragon, the Immortal Phoenix, the Golden Lion, the Hell Three-Headed Dog... Nine Divine Forms erged, each a supre Holy Spirit Divine Form.
Nine Divine Forms materialized, imdiately shaking the heavens and earth, threatening to fracture the starry sky, drawing torrents of Dao Essence Energy like a waterfall, engulfing Yingg Chen's Divine Body.
With just one move, Yingg Chen displayed supre Divine Skills, unmatched in montum, sweeping across the heavens, threatening to shatter everything completely.
This is the current Yingg Chen, where each gesture carried unparalleled might.
Especially his body, each inch blossoming with grand and dazzling Light Radiance, wanting to obliterate everything.
He marched forward, blood Qi soaring to the sky, exploding into the heavens like an unrivaled Divine Land descending, surrounded by nine Divine Forms, almost fully manifesting, eyeing Ye Chen covetously.
"I hear the Combat Saint Body's physical form is unparalleled, but I carry the most noble, powerful Emperor Bloodline. I want to see what pride there is in the Holy Body!"
Yingg Chen naturally knew the unmatched supremacy of the Combat Saint Body, but he believed he was not inferior, not even in physical form, seeking collision in this regard and making the Combat Saint Body suffer defeat.
Boom—
Yingg Chen's blood Qi shattered the heavens, penetrating the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. His assault beca even more fearso, marching forward, causing the heavenly stars to tremble and fall, rushing towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's expression was indifferent, striding forward forcefully, always condescendingly, wielding the Immortal Sacred Fist as usual, radiating unrivaled golden Light Radiance, with fearso Holy Body Blood Qi within his fists, boiling, as if containing a golden scorching sun, unleashing the most dazzling brilliance.
With a thunderous roar, the Immortal Sacred Fist accompanied by Chaos Ancient Energy, pressured the Ninth Layer Heaven, shaking the Six Harmonies and Eight Desolates, sweeping golden light across all directions, devouring the heavens!
This was the Combat Saint's Unrivaled Holy Fist, not a re punch but imbued with the invincible will of this lineage's Combat Fist, overshadowing the heavens.
While Ye Chen gazed down at his opponent, he too unleashed truly unrivaled might.
"Kill!"
Yingg Chen shouted, elevating his spiritual energy to the ultimate, so powerful it reached the absolute peak, causing the starry sky to collapse, infinite Divine Light illuminating the shattered heavens, tearing across tens of thousands of miles, striking fiercely.
"What Combat Saint Body, beneath , all is dust!"
Yingg Chen shouted, seeking to prove his invincibility, surpassing the Ten Thousand Domains' peers, achieving the future Human Emperor throne.
Boom—
Their grand collision was indeed earth-shattering, as the Immortal Sacred Fist clashed solidly with the nine Divine Forms, with terrifying destruction light beams ripping the heavens, tearing the vast starry sky apart, annihilating everything, spreading across the Six Harmonies and Eight Desolates, erupting with the power of devastation, reverberating.
Crash—
Amidst the erupting destruction beams, vast space cracks ripped through the void, stretching tens of thousands of miles, almost like Heaven and Earth Creation, leaving the Heavenly Great Abilities with a gaze of disbelief and doubt.
Boom—
At the center of their collision, turbulent blood light rippled, soaring, grandly, with a silhouette rapidly flying backward.
"Why!?"
The silhouette roared, filled with unwillingness, black hair disheveled, the Immortal Crown torn; it was unmistakably Yingg Chen.
He was defeated!
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