Eternal Holy Emperor

A single Seventh Layer Heaven Basic Young Supreme would already be astounding enough, yet unexpectedly the other two Sixth Layer Heaven High-level Young Supremes were also the Combat Saint King’s slaves—just how terrifying a man was this?

The four Emperor’s Light and Shadow also had their expressions drastically change. At once they looked deeply at Ye Chen, seeming to carry an immense sigh as they said, "What a Combat Saint King—your dreadfulness surpasses our expectations."

Ye Chen paid no heed to the four Emperor’s Light and Shadow. His gaze swept over the three, and he spoke lightly. That was an order, and at the instant it fell, it directly caused the seven Supreme Pinnacle to all have their faces change on the spot: "Make your move—kill those seven!"

"Yes, my lord!"

With the three answering in unison, three streams of qi so powerful they could shake the Mist Secret Realm suddenly erupted, sweeping across the firmament, scattering the clouds in all directions, and a terrifying killing intent soared abruptly into the heavens.

Boom boom boom—

The Three Supreme Heavenly Pride, moved!

Aben, Mo Haishen, Luoo Guyun—Ye Chen’s three Supreme Heavenly Pride under his command struck.

One Seventh Layer Heaven Basic Young Supreme, two Sixth Layer Heaven High-level Young Supremes!

It had to be said, this could be called a lineup of Supremes so luxurious it beggared belief. Though the numbers were small, they triumphed in that their realms were high enough. The seven Supreme Pinnacle, even though they were the sons or Direct Disciples of Emperor’s sons and daughters, High-level Young Supremes, were for the most part only between the Third and Fourth Layer Heaven. It was difficult for them to leap realms and face three foes several layers of heaven above them.

Thus, once the three struck, the seven were crushed in a one-sided suppression.

Boom boom boom—

Not many exchanges had passed—less than thirty rounds—before the seven Supreme Pinnacle were blasted away by the three. One after another their figures flew backward, continually spilling blood, their silhouettes appearing exceedingly wretched.

The faces of the seven Supreme Pinnacle were all extremely ugly. Each had blood at the corner of their lips, their bodies stained with blood as well, and they stared warily at those three figures like gods, like demons.

Too strong—utterly not on the same level. The seven of them were completely no match.

The other side relied on higher realms to grind them down, effortlessly, leaving them unable to resist.

Roar—

Golden light surged, accompanied by a dragon roar that shook all spirits and resounded through the skies. It was Aben making a move, unleashing the True Dragon Sky Technique. A Golden True Dragon roamed the myriad heavens, its colossal dragon body shrouding the entire Heavenly Universe, every single Dragon Scale far larger than a lake. Dragon Power was vast and mighty, as though intent on battling the Heavenly Dao, diving down in a swoop.

"True Dragon Sky Technique!?"

The four Emperor’s Light and Shadow all had their expressions shift slightly. Even in their current state, if they were to endure Aben’s True Dragon Sky Technique, they would suffer wounds, let alone those seven.

They wished to move, but a Chaos Tripod, bearing Ten Thousand Layers of Chaotic Ancient Qi and numerous Supreme Powerhouses’ imprints, blocked the path ahead. Ye Chen and the Chaos Supreme stood apart, forming a three-legged tripod stance with the Chaos Tripod, encircling the four Emperor’s Light and Shadow and preventing them from leaving.

This scene made the four change color, for this was precisely what they had just done to Ye Chen.

They had restrained Ye Chen, wanting the seven Supreme Pinnacle to seize the Mysterious Ancient Coffin. Yet now Ye Chen in turn restrained them, letting his three Supreme Heavenly Pride under his banner go slaughter the seven.

This was returning their own way unto their own bodies.

Boom—

The Golden True Dragon swept across, and caught within it were the Supreme Three Heroes and the Son of Dark Prison, Dark Cover Saint. The four of them gnashed their teeth, all erupting with even more terrifying power, using the Secret Treasures bestowed by their fathers. In an instant their cultivation rose by more than one heaven, their qi mechanisms surging as they charged together, meeting the Golden True Dragon head-on.

Rumble rumble rumble—

The Golden True Dragon, extending across the myriad heavens, shattered, dissolving into a rain of golden light that filled the sky.

Yet the Supreme Three Heroes and Dark Cover Saint were all blasted flying, and facing the Dragon Clan’s True Dragon Sky Technique they too were injured, blood spilling even more from their lips, appearing rather miserable.

At the same time, Mo Haishen and Luoo Guyun dealt with the Sword Demon Yangg Tai, Great Demon Zhou Yu, and Di Wentian’s third son. Their outcome was not as fortunate as the other four, because whether Mo Haishen or Luoo Guyun, their true battle strength was in no way inferior to Aben’s, and now with the two attacking together, they were all the more terrifying.

Boom boom boom—

In barely thirteen rounds, the three who had once been fierce across the world, shaking the Supreme Ancient Road, now appeared extremely wretched, constantly coughing up great mouthfuls of blood. Half of their Physical Bodies were torn apart, their Divine Armor failing, and even the Secret Treasures bestowed by their fathers were of no use.

It could be said that if this continued, the three of them were certain to die.

Yet once those three died, the other four would also be targeted by Mo Haishen and Luoo Guyun. With the Three Supreme Heavenly Pride making their move, they could absolutely suppress and kill everyone in a single stroke.

In the distant sky, the four Emperor’s Light and Shadow felt their hearts surge violently. These were their sons or Direct Disciples, bearing their great care and hopes, yet now fallen to such a state—how could they bear to simply watch the seven march to their deaths?

The four Emperor’s Light and Shadow looked deeply at Ye Chen and said, "Combat Saint King, this time we concede—you are ruthless."

Boom boom boom boom—

The qi mechanisms of the four Emperor’s Light and Shadow abruptly grew far stronger. The little Essence Blood remaining in their bodies began to burn, shortening even further the time they could remain in the world, yet making them more powerful.

However, they all abandoned the struggle for the Mysterious Ancient Coffin, choosing instead to take away their respective sons or Direct Disciples.

"You think to break out and leave just like that?" Ye Chen suddenly spoke.

The four Emperor’s Light and Shadow ignored him, their qi mechanisms far stronger than before, having reached the Early Stage of Fifth Heaven. They attacked together, striking at Ye Chen’s true body, the Chaos Supreme Body, and the Chaos Tripod. That vast power completely drowned Ye Chen.

Of course they understood it was impossible to kill Ye Chen, but such a strike would be enough to heavily wound him, allowing the power they had left to take the seven Supreme Pinnacle away, and even granting them some chance to take the Mysterious Ancient Coffin.

"You take them—I will take the coffin!"

The Dark Prison spoke. Black flames blazed fiercely upon him, burning high, Dao runes surging forth as he rushed toward the Mysterious Ancient Coffin.

The other three nodded, charging toward the seven, and in an instant they erupted, forcibly blocking the Three Supreme Heavenly Pride, shouting harshly, "All of you, hurry and go—we will hold them here."

"Father!"

"Master!"

The seven Supreme Pinnacle were all wounded in various ways at this point. Seeing their fathers or masters step forth to block, their hearts trembled, yet they knew this was no time for sentimentality. They swept the Three Supreme Heavenly Pride with resentful, venomous gazes, then looked toward the Combat Saint King drowned beneath boundless Power of Destruction, endless killing intent surging in their hearts.

As long as they returned to the Ten Heavenly Realm, then in the future, once the Combat Saint King entered, their fathers or masters would let that one lord and his three slaves understand just how regretful a decision it was to oppose them today.

Yet the venom in their eyes was quickly replaced by a streak of heartfelt shock.

For they saw that within that Power of Destruction, a tall, slender figure easily broke through the destruction forged by the four Emperor’s Light and Shadow’s attack, like a startling hong as he arrived beside the Mysterious Ancient Coffin, standing before the Emperor’s Dark Prison, utterly unharmed.

It was the Combat Saint King!

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