Chapter 1184: Crippled in Public

Kill!

Amidst the jeers, Hua Tiandu shot into the sky, accompanied by a world-shaking thunder phenomenon.

He paid no attention to the mockery from all sides. Reputation and face meant nothing to him now. In his ferocious and terrifying eyes, there was only rage and murderous intent toward Ye Chen.

Ye Chen said nothing, responding only with his most powerful attacks.

As Bi You had said, he had slain great emperors before, so how could he fear a Huangjing like Hua Tiandu? No matter how strong Hua Tiandu was, he was still just a Tianjing cultivator. Anything short of Zhun Sheng was insignificant before Ye Chen.

Boom!

Their clash shook the nine heavens, collapsing half the sky, and both were forced back.

Suppress!

Hua Tiandu's face twisted with savagery as he summoned a massive thunder mountain, crashing down from above. Thunder raged across it, with thunder dragons coiling around, each bolt carrying the power to destroy worlds.

All heavens and realms, return to the void!

Ye Chen unleashed his secret techniques, gripping his divine abilities, and punched straight through the thunder mountain.

With his technique shattered, Hua Tiandu raged. A vertical eye opened in his forehead—not a Tianyan or Shenyan, but a powerful divine ability. It gathered thunder and fired a bolt of thunder divine light, piercing through the ethereal void and targeting Ye Chen's primordial spirit, aiming to destroy his true form.

Divine Scar!

Ye Chen shouted coldly, and from his forehead, a divine light shot out, golden and dazzling, with the force to shatter all in its path.

The Divine Scar light and the thunder divine light collided in the sky, both targeting the primordial spirit.

Boom!

Another thunderous roar echoed as the two divine lights exploded.

Kill!

Fight!

With these roars, the two charged at each other once more.

The battle escalated.

Ye Chen stood on a river of stars, a vast starry sky above his head, his body radiating golden light, his sacred body like one forged from gold. His combat power was overbearing, devouring the eight directions, like a war god conquering all realms.

Hua Tiandu dominated the nine heavens, standing on a sea of thunder, wielding a thunder sword, his aura swallowing mountains and rivers, like a divine king.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The world thundered as the two clashed fiercely, both wielding profound divine abilities in the sky.

The spectators from all sides had multiplied, watching in awe as the Huanggu Shengti and Xuan Lei Shen Ti battled with earth-shattering force, like scenes from the dawn of creation. Those with weaker cultivation dared not approach.

Oh my god!

Even Zhun Sheng cultivators were stunned by the apocalyptic scene, unable to believe this was a battle between a Tianjing and a Huangjing. Even typical Zhun Sheng fights weren't this explosive.

Thunder shakes the nine heavens, Celestial Divine Spear!

Amid the astonishment, Hua Tiandu unleashed another supreme divine ability—a war spear covered in thunder, stabbing down from the heavens.

Wind God myriad swords, thunder's full might!

Ye Chen refused to back down, instantly summoning ten thousand swords, each raging with thunder, merging into a single thunder divine sword.

Under the watchful eyes of all, the thunder war spear and the thunder divine sword collided.

Immediately, a thunder halo spread out from the point of impact, expanding without limit. Two mountains outside Shenchao City were sliced in half at the waist.

In the sky, the two unleashed their supreme divine abilities again.

Come on!

Ye Chen advanced aggressively, using Shrink the Ground to an Inch to reach Hua Tiandu in an instant, slapping him with a palm that made him spit blood.

Seeing this, many veteran cultivators couldn't help but cover their eyes, as if they knew what was coming next.

The Huanggu Shengti was unmatched in physical strength, invincible in the same realm, with a bloodline comparable to ancient great emperors. For someone like him to get close, even a Huangjing—let alone a Zhun Sheng—could be severely wounded if not careful.

And indeed, the veterans' instincts proved correct.

Once Ye Chen closed in on Hua Tiandu in the sky, Hua Tiandu had no chance to fight back. Ye Chen beat him relentlessly, driving him from the southern heights all the way to the northern sky.

Ah!

Hua Tiandu roared, but he couldn't withstand Ye Chen's overwhelming assault.

The strength of the Huanggu Shengti far exceeded everyone's expectations. A mere Tianjing cultivator was pummeling a Huangjing opponent into submission. This was the Xuan Lei Shen Ti, with its dominant bloodline, yet it was still no match.

Pfft!

Before the watching crowd, Hua Tiandu spat blood again, enduring Ye Chen's punch and teleporting away.

Suppress for me!

Hua Tiandu hadn't even steadied himself when a thunder light flew from his forehead, carrying his life-bound weapon.

It was a massive bell, forged from divine metal, radiating immortal light and exuding immense power, with the might to devour heaven and earth. Every wisp of aura from it felt as heavy as an eight-thousand-zhang mountain.

Donghuang Zhong!

Shocked voices erupted from all sides, wave after wave.

Not the Donghuang Zhong!

The sharp-eyed veterans stroked their beards and shook their heads. It might look like the Donghuang Zhong, but it wasn't the ancient Donghuang's weapon—it was just a replica modeled after it.

In plain terms, Hua Tiandu's bell only shared the same shape as the Donghuang Zhong.

Buzz!

Amid the exclamations, the bell hummed and instantly grew to over a hundred zhang in size.

On the spot, it trapped Ye Chen inside.

Those hoping for Ye Chen's victory felt their hearts sink.

Though Hua Tiandu's bell wasn't the true Donghuang Zhong, it was still a genuine Zhun Sheng artifact, with terrifying power. A Tianjing cultivator trapped inside would likely be ground to dust.

Die!

Hua Tiandu descended from the sky, his face twisted like a malevolent ghost, awakening the bell's full might to obliterate Ye Chen within.

A single bell thinks it can destroy me?

From inside the bell, Ye Chen's cold laughter rang out.

The next second, the bell began to hum, accompanied by the sound of metal clashing, as if someone inside was striking it.

Pound! Pound! Pound!

The noise continued relentlessly. Ye Chen's vital energy surged as he punched the bell repeatedly, shocking everyone to their core. Was he trying to shatter a Zhun Sheng artifact with his bare hands?

Pfft!

Hua Tiandu spat blood and staggered back, suffering backlash from his life-bound weapon.

Each time Ye Chen struck the bell, Hua Tiandu was forced back a step, and with each step, he vomited blood.

Crack!

At some point, a cracking sound echoed through the nine heavens. Fissures appeared on the bell, and once the first one formed, they spread like a spiderweb across the entire surface.

Open for me!

With Ye Chen's roar, the bell, riddled with cracks, was punched open from within, creating a massive hole.

Roar!

A dragon's cry resounded as Ye Chen soared out like a flooding dragon.

Pfft!

Hua Tiandu suffered a terrifying backlash, spitting blood and flying backward.

Ye Chen instantly closed in, slapping Hua Tiandu down from the sky.

Boom!

The earth shook as Hua Tiandu crashed into it, creating a huge crater.

Ye Chen didn't pause, diving from the sky. As soon as Hua Tiandu tried to rise, Ye Chen punched him straight into the ground.

Again!

Ye Chen snorted coldly and followed him underground.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As soon as Ye Chen entered, a series of thunderous roars erupted from below, making the ground tremble violently.

The spectators' expressions turned fascinating. They could imagine the scene underground: Ye Chen mounted on Hua Tiandu, raining down blows, while Hua Tiandu was beaten beyond recognition.

After some time, the underground roars finally subsided.

All eyes watched as Ye Chen emerged from below, casually straightening his clothes.

At this sight, the spectators surged forward like a tide, peering over the abyss edge.

Everyone's corners twitched collectively.

Just as they thought, Hua Tiandu had been beaten into an unrecognizable mess, looking like nothing more than a heap.

Impossible!

From underground, Hua Tiandu's roar echoed. He tried to stand but was too weak, his body crippled, unable even to rise, just lying there howling.

Impossible!

Hua Tiandu couldn't accept this reality. He was the Xuan Lei Shen Ti, the divine son of the Tianfu Divine Dynasty, so proud and lofty, yet he had lost to a Tianjing cultivator. He had been defeated decisively at the auction and now utterly crushed in this open fight.

Heading home!

Ye Chen had already stepped into the sky, with Bi You and the black-and-white old woman following.

Bi You smiled radiantly, while the black-and-white old woman grinned awkwardly. Ye Chen's combat power had completely upended their understanding.

Like them, the spectators' expressions were ones of astonishment and admiration. Today, they had witnessed the dominance of the Huanggu Shengti—invincible in the same realm and excelling at cross-level battles.

However, just as Ye Chen and his companions were leaving, a pressure that made the heavens tremble emerged from Shenchao City.

A saint!

Everyone's hearts shuddered.

You injured my divine dynasty's divine son and think you can just leave?

A ethereal voice rang out, cold and laced with supreme authority.