"Who are you, and how do you know the Fighting God Seal?"
The War King was shocked, his eyes flashing with endless divine radiance, staring intently at the unfamiliar, handso youth before him. The light blooming between his brows let him understand that this was the aura of the Fighting God Seal.
He was far from unfamiliar with the Fighting God Seal, as it was the divine skill of a Forbidden Supre who was supposed to have perished between heaven and earth but reached the Tenth Layer Heaven Perfection of the Forbidden Lineage. He had once felt this aura himself, chilling his heart with its unparalleled might.
This Supre Genius should have been a hero above all others, his fa resounding through the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms even during his youth. Unmatched among his peers, he had broken the shackles of the Ninth Layer Heaven and attained the Ten-layered Heaven Perfection, a realm thought to belong only to an unreachable and Mythical Era, and was called the Supre.
His existence had prompted the most powerful entities of the Ten Thousand Domains to take action, to slay him.
It was such a pity that this Forbidden Supre, destined to pursue the path of the Human Emperor and contend with the most terrifying True Kings and Supre beings, sweep through all imperial adversaries, unfortunately fell due to that affair. This was a great regret.
This man had also been his friend, with whom he had contended for supremacy from lower realms. Hearing of his friend’s demise, the War King had roared in rage, wandering far and wide. He had never imagined that this supre secret technique would appear in this realm.
Looking at the youth before him, he was overwheld by a strong sense of déjà vu, growing more intense as he thought of an almost impossible possibility, his heart trembling as he asked, "You... How do you recognize the Fighting God Seal?"
Ye Chen smiled, not with the indifference of facing an enemy, but with a rarely seen warmth, like basking in the spring breeze, resplendent, "War King, have you truly forgotten ?"
"Could it really be you..." The War King’s heart quivered, staring unblinkingly at him as if trying to see through his very essence.
At the sa ti, the aura around his body suddenly surged, his presence as mighty as an invincible Demon Lord, his martial might stirring the Eight Desolates, cutting across realms and preventing beings from the other realms from extending their divine thoughts into this realm.
He was acting to isolate everything, having a premonition that this youth nad Ye Chen was the reincarnation of that person, not wanting Ye Chen’s true identity to be known to the other realm. If the news were to spread, it could lead to unimaginable consequences.
The impact of that Forbidden Supre had been too great in the past; after all, not just one or two, but over ten beings who were called divine in this realm had perished by his hand, drenching heaven and earth in blood.
He had even vanquished entities of higher levels, feared by countless powers in the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms, especially since he was the inheritor of that Forbidden Lineage.
Once the news of his survival was released, this realm would once again beco the focal point of the Ten Thousand Domains, as countless fearso beings would rush here. There was no doubt of that, given the colossal influence of that Forbidden Supre.
Could this youth truly be the reincarnated form of that Forbidden Supre?
"War King, what’s wrong? Have you encountered an adversary in that other realm?"
The Alien Race Divine Beings were astounded; the most potent War King had suddenly beco so overwhelmingly mighty, causing them to worry that he had encountered danger.
But the War King did not answer, nor did he cross the border; he simply stood there, in the middle of the Cross-border Channel, locking gazes with Ye Chen.
The Supre Old Mansion Master and Hongtian Great Saint, two Supre Divine beings, watched tensely, filled with astonishnt. The most terrifying War King seed to be related to Ye Chen, but how could this be?
The wind howled, black hair billowed, and the War King clearly saw a faint Moon Seal erging on the young man’s forehead, so familiar to him, and even though he was as resolute and invincible as he was, his War Body, which could withstand the attacks of the two greatest Supre Gods of this realm without flinching, could not help but tremble.
Not because of any attack, but because of the youth before him.
It truly was him; the seal was too similar, identical, possessed only by that friend.
But as he penetrated the youth’s aura, it did not match his friend’s, causing so doubt.
Ye Chen had known this would happen, as the War King was always a cautious and invincible sovereign. He smiled faintly, without bla, and with a flick of his hand, the Heavenly Divine Spear appeared. He stepped forward, a Supre Battle Path aura spreading around him.
"The vast desert smoke rides straight, the river at sunset round!"
In the expanse of void appeared an endless desert, within it billowing waves, roaring tumultuously, and across the desert ran a majestic river, a river of blood that captivated the soul.
Ye Chen stood in the desert, holding the Heavenly Divine Spear, golden blood qi bursting forth from the top of his skull, penetrating deep into the heavenly do, thundering up and down between heaven and earth, as if the only being in all the world, peerless across all ages.
Unquestionably, this was an incredibly powerful War Dao divine skill, one that would change the color of anyone who encountered it.
The War King’s eyes sparkled ceaselessly, for at this mont, he truly recognized the youth’s identity—it was indeed him. This move, "The vast desert smoke rides straight, the river at sunset round," was the mightiest divine skill once displayed in a great showdown between him and that person.
He had later taught it to the Forbidden Supre, which could not be perford without the real secret technique.
All of this indicated that Ye Chen was indeed that Forbidden Supre.
"Ha ha ha..."
The War King laughed, for the first ti laughing so heartily, so brilliantly, so joyously.
He knew that person wouldn’t die so easily, despite having gone through such a cataclysmic Great Tribulation, despite being jointly buried by so many supre beings into that mysterious Emperor Pass, ant to be obliterated body and soul, yet he had reincarnated.
One must say it was a miracle.
Recently, he had sensed a familiar presence in the Eternal Void, and his arrival in this realm was indeed partly in search of that person; now everything had been confird.
Boom—
The War King suddenly made a move, one hand spanning the space channel, enduring relentless attacks from the infinite Power of Laws, his War Body shining with invincible glory, and in an instant, he had grasped Ye Chen at the edge of the channel, bringing him to the middle.
"How dare you!"
"Quickly put Ye Chen back!"
Two Divine Beings reacted, imdiately launching an attack on the War King, a deluge of the Power of Laws falling in an instant, piercing through the space channel.
However, the War King’s battle prowess was unmatched, not rely lip service. With a tremble of his body, he opened up a hazy and terrifying Field, forming an invincible Battle Domain that enveloped the area, creating an absolute defense that blocked all attacks and all probing, miraculously carving out a vacuum territory within this perilous Cross-border Space Channel.
This was his Tongtian thod; even the Supre Old Mansion Master and the Hongtian Great Saint attacking together couldn’t breach this Battle Domain in an instant.
Afterward, he released Ye Chen and even retracted his radiant aura, reeled in his Dao Power, conjuring up two gushes of Essence Qi that ford two ditation cushions, sitting down cross-legged across from Ye Chen with a mutual smile.
This was for a more convenient conversation with Ye Chen, to prevent the Alien Race of the other realm from suspecting, and to prevent the powerhouses of this realm from doubting Ye Chen.
"Long ti no see, War King!" Ye Chen gave a slight smile, greeting him.
"It really is you, you’re still alive... that’s good, I think they will be very happy to know." The War King opened his mouth, spouting only this sentence.
He was not normally one for emotions, but seeing Ye Chen’s presence, he was still pleasantly surprised, his eyes beca more introverted, as though sothing crystalline was swirling within.
But n do not easily shed tears, he shifted his gaze, and all the mist evaporated straight away, promptly settling down.
Ye Chen nodded slightly, smiled faintly, without fear, without trembling in his heart, without caution; only peacefully and naturally smiling. Clearly, it was a young junior facing the most terrifying existence of another realm, but it was obviously a reunion of old friends.
"Qian Yue, forty years have passed, I never thought I would see you again, truly a miracle." The War King spoke with emotion; after all, though only forty years had passed, it was indeed a miracle to et again.
"Forty years have passed, huh..." Ye Chen sighed softly, thinking it had only been seventeen years, not realizing it had already been forty. It turned out he had slumbered in the void for twenty-three years before finding his place.
"After forty years, you truly beca a Saint, and even stepped into the nine realms, reaching the Great Perfection level; your cultivation speed is really remarkable." Ye Chen exclaid. This was not the Martial God Realm, nor was it the Heavenly Divine Realm. To be able to truly step into the peak level in the Divine Spirit Realm, spending rely forty years, was impressive. The War King’s talent could only be described as monstrous.
It’s worth noting that the further one progressed in their cultivation, the slower the growth rate becos. Just like those Divine Beings on the Tiandu Continent, let alone ascending a First Layer Heaven every ten years; even several decades or centuries might not suffice. It requires the accumulation of ti, not just simply stockpiling enough power; this was proof of how staggering the War King’s potential was.
"How are they?"
After a mont’s silence, Ye Chen still asked, forever worried about hearing bad news.
The War King shook his head, sighing lightly, which made Ye Chen’s heart tremble. "What happened?"
"It’s hard to say if it’s good or not, it’s also hard to say if it’s not good or good, but there’s no need to worry, no one had an accident. Those great enemies of yours, such as the Yuan Yang God King, Ancient Demon God, Sun God, they haven’t bothered us, and neither have those supre forces, but it’s also thanks to the protection of the Ten Thousand Domain Mansion." The War King spoke slowly, revealing the situation over the years. "Your lady friends are all fine too, though they were saddened for several years, wept bitterly, and often looked up at the moon in the night sky, motionless."
Ye Chen’s heart trembled, imagining the desolation of those lady friends gazing at the moon, which filled him with heartache and guilt.
The War King sighed, "You don’t need to feel like this, it’s good enough that you’re alive. If they knew, they would be very happy."
Yet Ye Chen shook his head, "No, you must not let others know I’m still alive, I’m afraid there are still those with intentions who, if they find out, will bring you all a great deal of trouble."
At that mont, his aura surged, gazing into the space channel, as if he could see the formidable enemies of yesteryear, which caused him concern.
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