They were dominant, but Ye Chen was even more aggressively dominant.
He was quite the character, the inheritor of the Combat Saint lineage, and even more, a Supre Genius of the Ten-layered Heaven Level that made all the Supre True Kings feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy. The Combat Saint King was utterly fearless, brazenly telling the Three Great Kings to get lost, exuding overwhelming power and authority.
The entire Heavenly Universe fell silent, especially the talents from the other side, who were staring at Ye Chen, dumbfounded. They couldn’t believe he had told the Three Great Kings to get lost, to roll as far away as they could; they had never seen anyone so unafraid of death.
After all, these were the genuine Three Great Kings, unimaginably powerful, second only to those Supre True Kings.
Upon hearing this, the Three Great Kings’ faces imdiately darkened, "Such audacity to speak to us like that, truly courting death. Attack, kill this boy."
Furious, the Three Great Kings took action and directly struck the City Protection Light Screen. As powerful as they were, hardly weaker than real Saints and perhaps even stronger than average Saints, they possessed the overwhelming King’s Laws and Dao Divine Power.
But unfortunately, unless one reached the Saint Master Level of strength, one could not break through the City Protection Light Screen.
Ye Chen didn’t make a move, rely watched their attacks with calmness, as if watching monkeys play, which made the expression of the Three Great Kings indescribably grim.
"All of you, attack together," the Three Great Kings ordered. "Break through the protective light screen of this Ancient City, then teach this ignorant fool a lesson." They commanded the hundreds of young Heavenly Prides behind them to strike the light screen in a group attack.
"Shaless!" roared the Corpse-devouring Worm Emperor because all these young talents were so strong that if they took action together, they might indeed completely breach the protective light screen.
Countless Divine Power Laws struck, overwhelming and terrifying—if not for the protective light screen, they would obliterate Wind Sky City entirely.
But then, Ye Chen made his move. He couldn’t just sit by and do nothing; he simply raised his hand slowly, which seed leisurely but contained boundless Dao and reason. In an instant, his hand covered the sky, engulfing a corner of the Heavenly Universe.
"How ridiculous, do you really think you are a Supre True King, that you can block our attacks like this?" one of the kings mocked coldly, laughing at Ye Chen’s overestimation of himself.
But in the next mont, everyone couldn’t help but widen their eyes, their faces filled with incredulous shock.
Before their eyes, all the Divine Ability Attacks that collided with his giant hand autonomously disintegrated, not even a spray of blood erupted, mysteriously vanishing.
"What is this..."
Everyone couldn’t help but take a sharp intake of breath, including the Three Great Kings, all of them staring, dumbstruck, at what was happening before them.
What sort of technique was this, that just the raising of his hand could cause all of the countless attacks from the young Heavenly Prides to disappear into nothingness?
You should know that even a Saint coming to block would probably have to shatter his palm, but this young mysterious man was totally unhard.
Such a technique was indeed worthy of being described as supre.
Was he really just soone from the younger generation?
However, his hand obscured the sun, covering the entire clouded sky, not just annihilating all the Divine Power Laws but still reaching out to grab them.
At that mont, the expressions of all hundred-plus young talents changed; they all shifted laterally in the first instance, attempting to escape.
Even the Three Great Kings felt the heavy threat, feeling that if they didn’t flee now, it might be too late to escape.
"Can he really escape?"
Under the gigantic hand, nurous threads and strands of Dao Trace Laws descended, completely imprisoning the space in this world, unbreakable.
Ye Chen perford the Supre Divine Technique, refining the void of the world between his palms into a Palm World, forming his own small universe. Even the power of the Three Great Young Kings was insignificant, as they were directly sealed and unable to break free.
In the end, Ye Chen withdrew his hand, capturing over a hundred young prodigies, sealing their cultivation, and tossing them aside. Covered in dust, with faces full of dirt, they were in a sorry state.
Not to ntion the bandits watching, who were dumbfounded, frozen in place, their eyes filled with respect and awe towards Ye Chen. Even the Corpse-devouring Worm Emperor was stunned and couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishnt.
"Damn it, what level of cultivation has the moon reached? It seems that even it is unclear."
"You, you are..."
The Heavenly talents were all extrely frightened. With techniques that reached the heavens and penetrated the earth, not even the power of the Three Great Kings could retaliate, which was telling indeed.
"I am the Combat Saint King," Ye Chen frankly admitted his identity, his statent more shocking than thunder itself, leaving everyone stunned and filled with bitterness as they slowly recalled their mories.
The Three Young Kings felt a sense of despair.
Of all people to provoke, they had to encounter the Great Demon King himself, the number one Combat Saint who would even kill Saints without hesitation, the one whom All True Kings regarded as the greatest foe of their lives.
To be defeated by the hands of the Combat Saint King, they had nothing to say.
"You all are quite bold, daring to tell the Combat Saint King to roll out, hehe." The Corpse-devouring Worm Emperor beside Ye Chen shook his head with a sardonic smile, making the hundred-plus young prodigies tremble in fear, wishing they could kneel and beg for rcy: "Saint King, please spare our lives, we did not recognize Mount Tai before our eyes."
"Death penalty can be spared, but punishnt can’t be avoided," said the Corpse-devouring Worm Emperor, making everyone sigh in relief. However, its next words made everyone’s eyes widen: "The n will clean up, and the won, well, obviously they are for warming the bed. Tsk tsk, I do fancy this."
The female talents were on the verge of tears, even the Female King’s face turned ashen.
Bang—
Ye Chen slapped the unreliable dragon away with a single slap.
"From now on, you are temporarily under my command, representing in action, driving away those wishing to take over Wind Sky City."
Ye Chen spoke with his black hair flowing down, his entire being exuding an awe-inspiring regality akin to the Heavenly Emperor descending to the mortal world.
How could the talents of Ten Thousand Domains dare to refuse? Each of them hurriedly agreed, fearing that Ye Chen might suddenly turn unhappy and truly make them weep without tears like the Corpse-devouring Worm Emperor had said.
Especially the won, who were even more thrilled than gaining their freedom, as long as they did not have to serve as bedwarrs.
"What beautiful girls, not using them to warm beds would be such a waste," murmured the Corpse-devouring Worm Emperor.
Boom—
Suddenly, a terrifying figure like a god or demon appeared in the distance, covered in Dao Traces cascading like a waterfall, weaving throughout its body, too obscure to discern who it was, but it was frightening. It gazed towards Wind Sky City and even more so towards Ye Chen.
A True King!
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