Visible for all to see, a terrifying Candle Dragon shadow erged within him, tens of thousands of feet in length, manifesting the Divine Form of the ancient Candle Dragon. The horror of its oppressive might enveloped Changkong and struck at Ye Chen.
"Human King!"
Ye Chen’s eyes shone like the brilliant sun, and a towering figure as tall as the heavens erupted from him, standing tall and towering, still the visage of the Human King, equally lofty and imbued with endless authority, supre above all.
Yet that face was clearly Ye Chen’s own; he had transford into the Supre Human King, extending a hand to suppress his foe, as if it were the hand of the Supre Human Emperor himself capable of suppressing the Heavenly and Myriads of Worlds, the Eternal Ti and Space; everything in the world seed to reverse, pressing down the Candle Dragon Divine Form, which could only wail, unable to struggle.
Unmatched and invincible!
Eventually, the Candle Dragon Divine Form crumbled, and the Fla Dragon King suffered severe damage, his body nearly splitting apart as he rapidly retreated, leaving behind a trail of vivid blood.
"Heavenly and Earthly Four Extres, at my command!"
Ye Chen maneuvered the cosmos, with Holy Light emanating from his limbs, conjuring the Four Extres of Heaven and Earth to stand tall: Left Azure Dragon, Right White Tiger, Upper Vermilion Bird, Lower Xuanwu. The virtual images of these four creatures of Heaven and Earth Creation erged, each one only thirty feet in size but incredibly real, as if the Holy Spirits from the Mythical Era had crossed through ti and space to arrive, their presence overwhelming as he channeled the Four Extres in his attack, targeting the Four Great Kings.
The Azure Dragon sang, the White Tiger roared, the Vermilion Bird cried, and the Black Tortoise bellowed. The Four Great Holy Spirits struck, transforming into Four-colored Divine Light that blasted the very fabric of the universe, shattering the Battle Armors of the Four Great Kings, muddling flesh and blood to an indescribable extent, nearly rendering them unrecognizable.
This was the unwavering, immortal posture of the Supre True King.
Standing in this Immortal Domain, who could compete, who could match? Multiple kings approaching were only t with suppression.
It wasn’t that they weren’t strong enough. On the contrary, how could any who were acknowledged as kings be weak? They had trained to their limits in every respect, ruled among their peers, kings among equals, capable of transcending realms to slay Saints and foes, proving their worth; otherwise, how could they be called kings?
But they were up against an even mightier Immortal True King who had taken that half-step beyond, a vast chasm too wide to cross, the gap fully exposed before their eyes. How could they hope to contend?
Even beings as mighty as kings felt a sense of despair.
Silence fell among the young elites in the distance, their eyes wide open, fixated on the unfolding scene without blinking a mont.
Kings were getting suppressed and beaten, a sight not seen for countless years.
"Alright, it’s ti to seize the King Blood," Ye Chen stepped forward, his vast Heavenly Might like mountains spreading across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, so oppressive it seed to draw all air from the world, leaving the young elites in the distance almost gasping for breath.
Already severely wounded, the nearby Four Great Kings experienced even further disintegration of flesh and blood, continuous bloodstains appearing, blood gushing out, their tendons and bones undergoing terrible pressure, endlessly snapping.
True King Divine Power!
This was a type of pressure, a deanor that could invisibly suppress a mighty foe, fearso beyond asure.
"Damn it, use the Forbidden Artifacts, otherwise, we’re all going to die," roared Fla Dragon King, a vast radiance bursting from his forehead. A remarkable Divine Light shot out, entwined with a mysterious luster, and even soone as strong as Ye Chen now felt a sense of crisis.
"Saintly crafted Forbidden Artifact?" Ye Chen’s pupils contracted, with golden Glazed Divine Fires leaping within, piercing through illusion, discerning the unknown object; indeed, it was a Forbidden Artifact, wrought by a Saint, containing terrifying Dao Trace Laws of the Saintly Treasure Realm.
Being a Forbidden Artifact rather than an ordinary Daoist Soldier, it couldn’t be used many tis before losing all its Divinity, which is why its power was so terrifyi
"Good!" an ancient voice rang out.
An invisible fluctuation appeared, and several Forbidden Artifacts glowing with overwhelming Divine Radiance dimd rapidly, even the Principles within them dissipated, rendering them completely useless.
This scene deeply shocked them. What kind of powerful treasure did the Great Demon King Yue control to even make the Forbidden Artifacts lose their world-destroying Heavenly Might?
"Let’s go!"
The Four Great Kings made a decisive decision, no longer harboring any desire to fight, and scattered in all directions, fleeing like lightning.
"Do you think you can escape?"
Ye Chen snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with cold light. With one step forward, invisible spatial ripples spread out like lightning beneath his feet, catching up with the Four Young Monarchs and shockingly halting them in their tracks. One by one, they fell from the void, crashing into the dust below.
"Seal the heavens and trap the earth!"
Ye Chen shouted lightly, operating the Void Divine Skill. The heaven and earth were locked down, and the void was sealed. He instantly trapped this space, and even ford an expanse of Void Marsh, thoroughly ensnaring the Fla Dragon King within. No matter how fiercely he struggled, the Void Prison trembled but did not collapse.
Afterward, Ye Chen turned his gaze to the other Three Great Kings, employing the sa technique to trap them within the Void Prison, rendering them unable to struggle free.
From a distance, the other young powerhouses trembled at the sight. This was the legendary Immortal True King who effortlessly trapped the Four Young Monarchs, turning them into captives with no ans of struggle—overwhelmingly powerful.
"Alright, hand over the King Blood. I don’t want to kill you," Ye Chen said.
This statent brought imnse humiliation to the Four Young Monarchs, especially in front of so many of their younger peers.
Once upon a ti, they had been held in high esteem, receiving admiration and attention from all sides, the center of everyone’s focus. But now, they were like prisoners captured and taken down a notch, disregarded entirely.
But more than that, they felt a sense of helplessness and bitterness because their opponent, Yue, was too strong, having achieved the body of an Immortal True King. What bargaining chip did they have for battle? Now this was their fate, unable to fight against such power, even as monarchs, they were captured and confined—dealing a terrible blow to their Dao Hearts.
"Unwilling, are you?" Ye Chen shook his head and said, "If that’s the case, I’ll take matters into my own hands."
With a flick of his hand, invisible Sword Radiance shot out, and the Four Great Kings’ chests were simultaneously sliced open with deep, bone-visible wounds, blood spattering. Their vigorous hearts could be seen throbbing, causing the heaven and earth to tremble with their beats.
This was the King’s Heart, containing the King’s Dao Essence Blood, an essential component of King Blood. Ye Chen needed a strand of Heart Blood.
He pointed a finger and traced it across the Fla Dragon King, whose King’s Heart imdiately opened a gash, and a strand of blood flashing with splendid Divine Light sprayed forth.
This was the true Heart Blood of a monarch, containing fragnts of Daoist Rules, and along with a vast amount of blood, it was finally refined into a fist-sized ball of blood, surrounded by blazing light—indeed, King Blood.
The extraction of the King Blood caused the Fla Dragon King’s spiritual energy to seem as if it had been deprived by half, greatly diminished.
For each monarch, King Blood was extrely important, containing a large portion of their spiritual energy. Once extracted, even just a part was enough to cause them a significant energy injury.
Finally obtaining the Fla Dragon King’s King Blood, this was already the third ball of King Blood Ye Chen had acquired to date, his senses keenly aware of the surging vitality and active power within, shining brightly, like a small blood-colored sun drawing all eyes.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he collected it into his Dantian space, where it joined the other two balls of King Blood.
Ye Chen then moved to act upon the next person; however, at that mont, he halted his actions and looked up towards the distance, where a thunderous noise, like the rumble of rolling thunder, was continually approaching.
It was the sound of an army, and everyone looked over to see a terrifying surge of troops approaching from afar in the Heavenly Do, the Blood Clouds above churning tumultuously.
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