"Cough—"
Ye Chen kept coughing up blood, large golden streaks spilling constantly from the corner of his mouth, his injuries severe, his Primordial Spirit Light flickering like Life Fire, seeming as though it might extinguish at any mont.
"If you’re going to die soon, don’t cling to life, stand up and be killed imdiately, and there will be far less pain," coldly stated the head of the Imperial Guards, who now took the initiative to kill Ye Chen up close without even using the Heavenly God Dao Soldiers, instead, with a vicious Soul Nailing Needle, he aid straight for Ye Chen’s brow.
The Soul Nailing Needle, a sinister Magic Artifact designed to deal with Primordial Spirits, to inflict pain upon and dissipate the soul and spirit by nailing them in the void.
It was, indeed, a particularly vicious artifact.
"Are you that venomous?" Ye Chen’s expression turned cold, and after recognizing the man’s face, he understood, "I see now, you’re related to Yangg Shaoqi, aren’t you?"
This commander bore a resemblance to Yangg Shaoqi.
"Indeed, Shaoqi is my nephew. He should have been the one to take the throne as Crown Prince and later ascend to the King’s throne. But, you were too ruthless, chopping off both of his arms and reducing four levels of his Cultivation. Today, I will have my revenge for Shaoqi," shouted Yangg Shaoqi’s uncle as he lunged with the needle.
"Even though I’m weak, I’m not soone you can just kill at will," Ye Chen said, frail yet his eyes suddenly blazing many tis brighter, forcing others to squint.
Yangg Shaoqi was stricken with terror as he felt a chilling sense of crisis erging, causing goosebumps all over his body.
But it was all too late because terrible Dao Power surged around Ye Chen, and his hands wove together Immortal Blood Radiance, blasting forth, hurling the man through the air, shattering most of his bones.
Then, wrapped in soaring Light Radiance, he instantly transford into a streak of light, and struck.
Pfft—
Yangg Shaoqi’s uncle exploded into ash instantaneously, not even Prince Shi Jian could co to aid in ti. He could only watch as it all happened, because it was too fast to react to.
A Super Martial God was killed instantly like that.
With that single strike, Ye Chen had seemingly exhausted all his strength, the Primordial Spirit Light in his brow completely dimd, and his breath fell rapidly, returning to its original state, even worse, very feeble.
The crowd understood that Ye Chen had forcibly unleashed all his strength in an instant, allowing him to display even more astonishing power, even stronger than the Fighting God Seal.
But it was just one strike, after which his power plumted, paying a corresponding price, severely draining his Blood Qi, the Primordial Spirit Light almost extinguishing.
"Now’s the ti, kill!"
A horde of Martial Gods charged to strike him down, various Divine Arts and Martial God Light whirling, shaking the void. Even a Super Martial God would be instantly obliterated by such attacks, ceasing to exist.
Even a Peak Martial God would have to avoid their edge.
But then, a Super Martial God felt an ominous premonition and saw a majestic Light Radiance blossoming from Ye Chen’s forehead, shouting not to go forth.
Regrettably, everything was too late. Although Ye Chen’s strength had drastically decreased, he was still no ordinary figure; he had long been secretly accumulating a peerless exterminating move. It was the Void Divine Skill, innately harbored in his brow since the Fighting God Realm, ready to be unleashed, deceiving everyone.
Just as ten Martial Gods and the two Super Martial Gods got close, he released it in an instant.
The powerful Void Power instantly swept across the area, subrging all the charging strong warriors.
"Space Exile!"
The void collapsed, opening a pitch-black Space Channel leading to an unknown place, exiling the ten Martial God warriors and the two commanders of the Imperial Guards, a horrific sight.
"Youngster, how dare you!"
Prince Shi Jian bellowed as he swung his stone sword attempting to split the void and rescue the ten Martial Gods, but Ye Chen’s Heavenly Divine Spear revived at that mont, emitting Heavenly God Dao Power to block everything.
Other strong warriors both inside and outside collaborated in their attack, Divine Power shattering the sky, able to tear Changkong, nearly fracturing the mysterious Space Channel.
Yet, at the crucial mont, Ye Chen spat out a breath, releasing a spread of Ice Fla, understood from the Ice Fla Heavenly King. Each strand, each ribbon, could freeze endlessly, causing the void itself to freeze.
"What kind of fla is this?" asked the strong ones in astonishnt.
"Constrain your flas!" Ye Chen said coldly, as a burst of Ice Fla was released, stabilizing the nearby crumbling Space Channel.
And with a forceful thrust of the Heavenly Divine Spear, the Heavenly God Dao Power spread out, causing a tremor throughout the bodies of the powerful beings within the channel, briefly rendering their Blood Qi unstable and their Mana unmanifested, preventing them from taking action in that instant.
Although it only lasted for two or three breaths, by which ti they could recover, it was enough. Ye Chen, suppressing the severe weakness from retreating from the Fighting God Realm, and enduring the profuse bleeding caused by Prince Shi Jian’s sorrowful sword strike, thrust with the Heavenly Divine Spear, completely banishing them into the Space Channel.
"No—" The powerful roared, but it was to no avail. In a flash of light, two Super Martial Gods and ten Martial Gods were exiled, disappearing to the other end of the Space Channel, utterly cut off from the world.
This scene truly astonished many, the Tianqi Empire had truly run into a string of bad luck, losing four Super Martial Gods and ten Martial Gods in one fell swoop in the pursuit of Ye Chen, suffering heavy losses.
However, following that strike, Ye Chen’s aura sunk to an all-ti low, utterly listless, covered in blood, emitting only a faint glow. Even the Heavenly Divine Spear lost its luster, lying quietly in front of him.
Yet at this mont, the powerful ones began to hesitate, not daring to make a move, for just now Ye Chen had feigned weakness and had resolved so many strong opponents in a single action.
Looking at this weakened Young Great Demon King, everyone felt a chill crawl up their spines, shivering uncontrollably.
Terrifying, this young man cannot be judged by ordinary ans.
Including Prince Shi Jian, the Peak Martial God, everyone felt a sense of dread, and for a ti, no one dared to make a move.
"Cough—" Ye Chen coughed up blood profusely, his eyes dimming slightly, yet he simply glanced at the opposing powers and then, as if no one else was present, sat down cross-legged, took out a few self-refined Pills and swallowed them, beginning to heal his injuries.
Soon, the wounds on Ye Chen’s body were rapidly healing, but the cuts made by Shi Jian’s sword were difficult to close. Traces of Heavenly Divine Power were suppressing the healing of the wound, and the blood flowed freely.
Seeing this, the head of the Imperial Guards and the few remaining Martial Gods did not dare to act rashly, while Prince Shi Jian’s expression darkened, still rushing forward to attack, not believing that Ye Chen still had the strength to turn the tide.
With a splurt— A burst of blood exploded forth. Indeed, Ye Chen was slashed by Shi Jian’s stone sword, causing a deep wound you could see the bone through, blood spurting everywhere. Had he not sensed the danger in ti and moved sideways, his situation would have been much more difficult.
"As expected, it’s a dead end." Prince Shi Jian snorted coldly. He could see Ye Chen’s current condition and couldn’t help but laugh coldly. The other was indeed very weak with little power left to strike back. The previous Space Exile was just a pre-prepared Divine Art, which was poised and ready, but there could not be many of those.
After narrowly dodging another blow, Ye Chen was injured even more severely, blood staining even his hair.
Moreover, his body seed about to split apart, with tiny cracks spreading across every inch of his flesh, seeping golden blood, shocking to behold.
Everyone could see that Ye Chen was truly weak, but they still wondered whether he was deceiving them, having so contingency plan.
But Prince Shi Jian did not think so. He strode forward, as the last head of the Imperial Guards exclaid, "Lord, please be cautious, this child is strange."
"It doesn’t matter. I believe this young one is truly at his wits’ end. Even with those ans, it’s unlikely he can harm ," said Prince Shi Jian confidently. He had the courage, for he was a Peak Martial God.
He attacked directly, swinging his stone sword three consecutive tis, almost cleaving Ye Chen in two, blood spraying in large amounts, nearly torn into pieces, with even his liver visible.
This sight made the spectators sigh inwardly; Ye Chen had ultimately failed to defy the heavens.
Ye Chen, gravely injured, took out the Heavenly Slaying Alliance Leader Order and yelled, "The Alliance Leader Order is here, stop imdiately, or it’s as good as offending the majesty of the divine."
However, Prince Shi Jian showed not a hint of surprise, scoffing: "Ye Chen, do you not understand your situation at this point? It matters not that you have the Heavenly Slaying Alliance Leader Order—even a Supre Divine making an appearance couldn’t save you now. You’ve reached the end of the line, so just accept your death."
"Are you offending the majesty of the Alliance Leader Order?" Ye Chen demanded.
"It’s not offending. But you, a junior who has hard too many, are not worthy of possessing such an order. I believe even the Divine Lord who granted you the Token would not stand up for you," he retorted.
Ye Chen gritted his teeth and punched toward his left chest, a critical spot, but Prince Shi Jian allowed the attack to land. The Battle Armor autonomously erged to block the strike, emitting only a faint sound, as he laughed coldly, "How much strength do you still have now? Even if I stand here, you probably can’t harm ."
"Is that so?" Despite blood on his lips, Ye Chen suddenly smiled at that mont, a brilliant smile despite his pale, bloodless face, which gave Prince Shi Jian a sudden bad premonition. He rapidly swung his stone sword, but his figure shook, and a splash of blood shot from his back.
Prince Shi Jian froze completely. He saw a large amount of blood spatter onto the front and back of the young man in front of him, covering him in red. An Order Divine Chain had pierced through, as if forged from red gold, with various Dao Runes flickering on it. His Battle Armor had failed to block it in the slightest.
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