Chapter 1009: Ancient Memories

Bang! Boom!

The dim sky and earth trembled violently. The four directions were sealed by the divine artifact sacrificed by Mo Jun.

Open!

Ye Chen roared in anger, sacrificing both the Xue Ling Shen Dao and the Jiu Zhou Shen Tu. The divine might of the Tian Jing realm burst forth, combined with the chaotic power of the Hun Dun Shen Ding. A soaring light pierced the sky and earth, forcefully breaking the seal of the heavens.

Destroy!

Shi Tian Mo Jun pointed with a dark glow, surrounded by pitch-black thunder. It carried the power to annihilate the world, directly targeting Ye Chen's soul and true form.

Ye Chen's expression was ice-cold. He released the divine glow of Shen Shang from his divine sea, crushing that dark glow.

Suppress!

Jiu You Mo Jun stepped forward, his palm covering the sky, pressing down like a massive mountain. Ye Chen countered with a heaven-defying punch, smashing straight through it.

Zing!

The divine sword behind him rang out as An Hei Mo Jun attacked. His sword slashed through Ye Chen's sacred body at the spine. Golden blood sprayed vividly. That sword strike was utterly dominant, nearly splitting Ye Chen in two despite his formidable combat power.

Get back!

Ye Chen flipped his hand and swung his blade, forcing An Hei Mo Jun to stagger backward.

Lei Mo Jun stepped through the sky, arriving in an instant. His palm split out a thunderous divine river that cracked the heavens and earth.

Ye Chen snorted coldly and charged upward against the heavens. The Xue Ling Shen Dao reappeared, its might unparalleled, fused with Hun Dun Dao principles and invincible Dao principles. One strike also split the heavens and earth, severing the thunderous river and even shaking Lei Mo Jun back.

Buzz!

Behind him, Feng Mo Jun appeared like a ghost, gripping a pitch-black war spear. The spear, wreathed in dark thunder, pierced through Ye Chen's chest.

Here's one back for you!

Ye Chen's vital energy surged to the skies. His Nine Dao Ba Huang Fist instantly merged as one, fused with Hun Dun Dao principles, various divine abilities, and bloodline power. One punch sent Feng Mo Jun flying, collapsing a stretch of the void.

Flame Birth Emperor Extinction!

Yan Mo Jun's divine ability was extraordinarily powerful. He held a flame divine wheel that pressed down from the heavens.

Pfft!

Ye Chen's body staggered. His newly healed sacred form collapsed on the spot. Radiant sacred blood sprayed forth, dazzling brightly.

Break!

Ye Chen drew his bow, transforming the Wu Huang Zhan Mao into a divine arrow fused with Dao principles. One arrow shot into the sky, piercing through the flame divine wheel.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Di Mo Jun attacked, shooting two streaks of dark light from his sleeve. Upon closer inspection, they were two chains covered in demonic patterns, like soaring dragons, locking Ye Chen's body.

Those demonic pattern chains were extremely strange, possessing sealing divine arts and powers of utter destruction. Ye Chen, who had just stabilized, had most of his essence energy drained in an instant, and even his soul power was not spared.

What pure vital energy!

Di Mo Jun laughed ferociously and savagely, his face full of delight.

Swallow Heaven!

Ye Chen shouted coldly, activating the Tun Tian Mo Gong. The power that Di Mo Jun had swallowed was forcefully pulled back by him. Not only did he reclaim his own power, but he also plundered a good deal of Di Mo Jun's essence energy.

Tun Tian Mo Gong?

Di Mo Jun was shaken back, his face slightly pale and extremely ugly.

Boom! Bang!

The heavens and earth were in turmoil. Ye Chen's clashes with the various Mo Jun happened in the blink of an eye.

But in that brief moment, the vast army of Tian Mo guarding the area was stunned.

The seven quasi-emperors of Tian Mo Domain, the seven Mo Jun under Tian Mo Emperor, were actually forced to retreat in a joint assault by a single quasi-Tian Jing expert. Such combat power far exceeded their expectations.

Buzz!

In their astonishment, Ye Chen swung his blade, dragging his blood-drenched sacred body and charging once more toward the Qing Tian Mo Zhu.

Stay!

Shi Tian Mo Jun shouted coldly, stepping through space in an instant. His sword forced Ye Chen back.

Zing!

As he retreated, Ye Chen suddenly felt an icy chill on his back, like a sharp blade piercing bone. It wasn't just his flesh; even his soul felt on the verge of splitting.

Ye Chen's heart trembled greatly. This was a deadly sword strike, carrying the power to destroy heavens and extinguish worlds. Its force was beyond what the other Mo Jun could compare.

In a flash, Ye Chen abruptly stepped into the sky and escaped, activating Tai Xu Transfer at the same time.

Pfft!

Golden blood splattered. Ye Chen was a step too slow. One arm was severed, falling from the void and destroyed by Jiu You Mo Jun's sword.

Severely wounded by that sword, Ye Chen immediately spat blood.

If not for Tai Xu Transfer shifting his vital point at the critical moment, that strike would have killed him. The assailant's cultivation and Dao were even above Tian Mo Jun's; that power was overwhelmingly strong.

Die!

An Hei Mo Jun descended from the nine heavens, holding a demonic mirror that swept out a wave of thunderous demonic light.

Ye Chen's body staggered, nearly falling from the void.

Zing!

Another world-extinguishing sword struck abruptly, as if coming from a distant era, impossible to guard against.

Pfft!

More dazzling golden blood sprayed across the void. Ye Chen's body was pierced by the sword.

Only then did Ye Chen clearly see his attacker.

It was a graceful figure with an absolutely beautiful face, her expression as cold as frost. Her eyes were clear, yet like a bottomless abyss, making one afraid to gaze deeply. She possessed a world-shaking divine presence, like a queen.

She was undoubtedly the ninth Mo Jun under Tian Mo Emperor: Tian Nv Mo Jun.

A... A Li!

Ye Chen clutched his chest, where fresh blood gushed forth, staring blankly at the woman reigning from the nine heavens.

Tian Nv Mo Jun's peerless face evoked an ancient memory.

It was a mortal village where all the villagers had been slaughtered by blood witches. A frail girl's soul curled up under a peach blossom tree, waiting for her brother who had gone to war. For ten years, flowers bloomed and withered, but all she got was emptiness.

She was called A Li, her obsession too strong, turning her into a lingering soul unwilling to reincarnate.

Her face, Ye Chen had always remembered, searching for her many times without success.

Until now, he could hardly believe his eyes; they were like two people cast from the same mold.

Tian Mo Emperor Ban!

While Ye Chen was momentarily stunned, Tian Nv Mo Jun parted her lips slightly. Her voice was clear and cold, ethereal yet authoritative. Listening carefully, those few words were like heavenly music, mesmerizing.

Uh...!

Ye Chen suddenly clutched his left eye. His divine sea buzzed as if about to split.

Between his fingers, fresh blood overflowed. Looking closely, the immortal wheel mark on his pupil had stopped spinning, as if interfered by a powerful force, its immortal light dissipating.

Indeed, Tian Nv Mo Jun had used an imperial secret technique to seal Ye Chen's Liu Dao Xian Lun Eye.

Since they knew someone in Da Chu possessed the Liu Dao Xian Lun Eye, they naturally also knew its ability to shuttle through space black holes. To eliminate Ye Chen, they had to seal the immortal eye first.

In reality, Tian Nv Mo Jun's divine ability caught Ye Chen off guard; he never expected his immortal eye to be sealed.

The Liu Dao Xian Lun Eye was his greatest trump card, having helped him escape danger multiple times. This time, its power was even greater than before. With the immortal eye sealed, he could easily imagine his fate.

Kill!

Di Mo Jun's voice boomed with icy authority, like thunder, shaking the void to collapse.

Immediately, the Tian Mo soldiers, like a pitch-black ocean, surged from all sides, like the roaring floods at the dawn of creation, intent on swallowing Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's expression turned cold as he withdrew his gaze from Tian Nv Mo Jun, regenerating his severed arm. His bloodline power, Dao principles, and sacred body essence intertwined, suppressing the killing aura within him. His vast, sea-like golden vital energy erupted.

Fight!

Ye Chen roared fiercely, stepping on the Mo Sha Xue Hai, with the Hun Dun Shen Ding above his head and the Xue Ling Shen Dao in hand, charging out.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

In an instant, the leading Tian Mo soldiers were slaughtered en masse, clearing that section of the void.

Kill!

The Tian Mo soldiers' eyes were full of bloodlust and savage ferocity, undaunted by Ye Chen's power. They pressed on relentlessly, ancient war chariots crushing the void, pitch-black demonic energy surging, and rampaging thunder roaring, engulfing Ye Chen.

Roar!

A golden dragon burst from Ye Chen's body—it was the will of the Zhan Long.

His battle intent soared to the heavens. He didn't hope to return alive; he only wished to slay as many Tian Mo as possible before death. This might be the final effort he, as the sacred lord of Tian Ting, could make for this land.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Fresh blood stained the void. Tian Mo soldiers charged in waves and were cut down in waves.

In the vast ocean of black figures, Ye Chen was like a golden star in the dark night sky, a golden war god dominating the eight directions, unstoppable.

No wonder he could slay Tian Mo Jun!

Standing in a section of the void, Di Mo Jun narrowed his eyes slightly. Ye Chen's powerful combat strength made him inwardly alarmed.

Is he truly only half an Huang Gu Sheng Ti?

Not just him, the other major Mo Jun felt the same, even Tian Nv Mo Jun furrowed her brow deeply.

That was nearly ten million Tian Mo soldiers. Any one of them, if brought to Tian Mo Domain, had cultivation surpassing Tian Jing, including quasi-emperors, great saints, and imperial realm experts. Yet, they were being defeated repeatedly by a single person.

Time passed, and no one knew how long had gone by.

The sounds of battle cries became the most shocking noise in this dim world.

At some point, the Tian Mo assault on Ye Chen halted.

The eight great Mo Jun blocked the eight directions, with nearly ten million Tian Mo soldiers filling the void, surrounding Ye Chen in that section of the sky.

Pfft!

In the void above, Ye Chen forcibly pulled out a war spear embedded in his chest, his body staggering unsteadily.

He was gravely injured, his flesh and bones a bloody mess, no longer resembling a human form. His once-mighty vital energy was weakened to the extreme, the radiant golden glow dimming nearly to extinction, his strength utterly exhausted.

Witnessing this scene, Dong Huang Tai Xin and the others from Tian Xuan Men had faces as pale as death.

Ye Chen had failed, failed utterly. Even his Liu Dao Xian Lun Eye was sealed, leaving him no chance to escape. With the eight great Mo Jun and nearly ten million Tian Mo soldiers attacking, without the immortal eye, he had no hope of survival.

"Do not underestimate the Tai Xu Gu Long clan." Just as everyone despaired, a thunderous roar echoed through the heavens and earth, seeming to come from the distant horizon, shaking the world with supreme sovereign might.

"Tai Xu Gu Long." Dong Huang Tai Xin and the others suddenly turned their heads, looking toward a section of the void at the edge of Zhong Tong Da Di.

There, Tai Xu Gu Long stood in the firmament, hands clasped together like an indestructible monument.

Under everyone's gaze, his long black hair, flowing like a waterfall, turned white at a visible speed. It seemed he had activated a heaven-defying divine ability, sacrificing his dragon soul power in a blood ritual. His entire body was drenched in fresh blood, ancient dragon patterns wrapping around him, weaving into a mysterious primordial dragon array.

Reverse World Heaven, Emperor Summons Reincarnation!