Ye Chen was unaware of Luo Bingling's convoluted sches. His chariot sped like lightning, closing the distance without concealnt, easily spotted. Piercing gazes, like thunderbolts, locked onto the Heavenly Emperor's heir. They approached a massive divine peak. Its summit exuded a relic's aura, requiring a supre sword cultivator's intent to open.
Many sword cultivators were present, but the relic remained sealed. Top prodigies barred access, awaiting the Heavenly Emperor's heir. On the peak, twelve figures stood, each commanding a terrifying aura. So had visions behind them. Others' eyes blazed with divine light. So floated like exiled immortals.
Spectators, hoping to capitalize, watched from the mountainside.
"A defeated dog of Alkaid. After I kill the Heavenly Emperor's heir, you're next!" Ba Wang growled, opening his eyes, purple blood qi soaring. He glanced coldly at Yao Yuekong. Then, he charged.
Gasps erupted. Ba Wang wouldn't wait—he aid to kill Ye Chen mid-journey. Yao Yuekong, unfazed by the taunt, replied calmly, "You haven't faced Alkaid. If you did, you'd lose too."
Ba Wang scoffed, ignoring him. His black hair danced wildly, aura unleashed. Like a divine spear, he shot toward the chariot. Where he passed, the void twisted, mountains crumbled—a god of destruction. Nothing could stop him.
"Ba Wang's even more terrifying!"
"Rumor says he killed an ancient primordial relic in the Immortal Path, fusing its form and soul into his divine forms, elevating his nine to ten—a secret technique Overlord Body lineage developed after losing to the Heavenly Emperor, perfected in his generation."
"His Overlord Fist is deadlier. Recently, he shattered a Third Heaven's body in the starry depths, though he didn't kill him. Still, it shows his terror!"
"He's the strongest Firmant Overlord Body ever, facing the strongest Holy Body since the Heavenly Emperor. A world-shaking battle!"
Spectators buzzed with awe, eyes wide, watching the imminent clash.
Ba Wang glared at Ye Chen, eyes brimming with killing intent.
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"Ye Chen, I've waited long. After my defeat, I trained relentlessly. With ten divine forms and half the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, my Overlord Fist surpasses all predecessors. Today, your blood will wash away my sha!"
His voice thundered, majestic, oppressive, and undeniable. Ten divine forms circled his godlike fra. He threw a punch at Ye Chen. The fist was cataclysmic, like a blazing sun, compelling all to kneel.
Space cracked, the earth trembled, stars in the second realm's daylight quivered. An apocalyptic scene.
Spectators grew more terrified. Ba Wang was too fearso. They looked to Ye Chen on the chariot, expecting him to brace for battle.
Luo Bingling, beside him, felt Ba Wang's terror and tensed. Even she couldn't underestimate him. It'd take her full strength to win. She prepared for Ye Chen to retract his hand from her waist and fight. She'd watch, stepping in when others ganged up on him. Her blood raced. She loved battles. Especially against prodigies.
The next mont, Luo Bingling's expression turned to shock.
Facing Ba Wang's cataclysmic charge, as if to smash both man and chariot, Ye Chen's deanor didn't shift. His right hand, tracing her rmaid line, stayed put, continuing as before.
He rely raised his head, sneering, "Even a speck like you dares to shine?"
Before countless eyes, Ye Chen sat leisurely on the chariot. Right hand on the War God Clan princess. Left hand raised, casually throwing a punch…
Ba Wang, enraged by Ye Chen's disdain, paled instantly.
"Ah…"
Ye Chen's fist carried immortal radiance, reincarnation's truth, and supre dominance. Its power and intent dwarfed Ba Wang's fist countless tis.
At the clash, Ba Wang let out an incredulous wail, his godlike body exploding into blood mist.
Ye Chen waved, capturing his essence and soul remnant. The Heavenly Emperor's chariot didn't slow, charging toward the divine peak.
…
Silence fell. It happened too suddenly, too swiftly. From Ba Wang's charge to Ye Chen's single punch killing him—just a mont. Ba Wang, who recently shattered a King's body, was killed so casually?
Unbelievable. The Firmant Overlord Body, a top-tier physique, couldn't withstand one punch? Ye Chen, absent for eight years, missing the Immortal Path's opening, had grown more terrifying?
Spectators were speechless, staring at the black-haired, wind-whipped Heavenly Emperor's heir. The eleven prodigies' faces shifted. Though all prodigies, Ba Wang was among the elite. Yet he couldn't take one punch?
Worse, Ye Chen hadn't even moved his hand from the woman. Such terror. Three prodigies, intimidated, fled the peak. But the Feather Transformation Divine Body and others glared fiercely. They'd blocked Ye Chen's allies from the Immortal Path and hunted them. They contributed to Hua Yunfei, the Morality Heavenly Venerate's heir, falling. They knew their enmity with Ye Chen was irreconcilable. He'd spare no man, only softening for won.
Yao Yuekong rose, a massive Heaven and Earth Manifestation manifesting, spanning heavens to netherworld, towering over the realm. Like an ancient demon emperor, he and seven others charged from the peak, aiming to crush Ye Chen together.
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