Chapter 1290: Forcibly斩 (Forcibly Cut)

Boom! Bang!

As they spoke, Ye Chen and the Jian Shen Jian Yi were locked in a earth-shattering battle in the void. Looking from afar, Ye Chen was covered in blood, his powerful Sheng Ti mangled and scarred beyond recognition. The Jian Shen Jian Yi was in no better state; its sword path remained, but its sword intent had severely weakened, and its illusory form was nearly transparent, on the verge of dissipating into the heavens and earth.

The people of Da Luo Jian Zong were stunned. An emperor-level cultivator had actually forced the Jian Shen Jian Yi into such a pathetic state.

"Is Ye Chen trying to destroy the Jian Shen Jian Yi?"

"What exactly is he doing? Does he have some grudge against it?"

"He has immense courage to infiltrate Da Luo Jian Zong like this."

"Quickly, capture him." Amidst the exclamations, a thunderous roar, like ancient lightning, came from the Da Luo Jian Zong Sheng Wang.

"Kill." The Sheng Ren and Zhun Sheng present were jolted from their shock and immediately charged into the void.

"Damn it all." The Da Luo Jian Zong Sheng Wang did not join the attack, but instead used a heaven-defying divine ability, attempting to recall the dissipating Jian Shen Jian Yi. His expression was icy cold; just moments ago, he had been thrilled that Da Luo Jian Zong would gain a Sheng Ti, but reality had been ludicrously disappointing.

"Ye Chen, surrender now." On the other side, the Da Luo Jian Zong Sheng Zhu and others had already surrounded the void.

"Jian Fei Dao, do you still remember Donghuang Tai Xin?" Ye Chen ignored their shouts, continuing to swing his killing sword while letting out a world-shaking roar.

"Arrogant fool." Seeing Ye Chen disregard them, several Da Luo Jian Zong Sheng Ren summoned their killing swords and struck at him, unleashing peerless divine abilities that left him with no possibility of survival.

Instantly, golden blood from the Sheng Ti stained the void, every drop a painful, vivid sight.

Yet, Ye Chen fought like a madman, ignoring the attacks from behind and relentlessly attacking the Jian Shen Jian Yi. The Jian Shen Jian Yi was on the verge of dissipating, and this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him. If he missed it now, killing it later would be nearly impossible.

His frenzy caused the brows of the Da Luo Jian Zong Sheng Ren, Zhun Sheng, and even the Sheng Wang to furrow.

The elders and disciples of Da Luo Jian Zong turned pale once more. Was he really going to forcefully kill the Jian Shen Jian Yi right in front of a Sheng Wang, eighteen Sheng Ren, over two hundred Zhun Sheng, and more than a million cultivators?

"Jian Fei Dao, do you still remember Donghuang Tai Xin?" Under the watchful eyes of the masses, Ye Chen struck with his sword, almost scattering the Jian Shen Jian Yi, his roar filled with grief.

"How dare you speak the Jian Shen's true name? You deserve death." The Da Luo Jian Zong Sheng Ren thundered from all directions, their shocking sword lights carving deep gashes into Ye Chen's Sheng Ti.

"How dare you speak the Jian Shen's true name? You deserve death." The over two hundred Da Luo Jian Zong Zhun Sheng also pounced.

Ye Chen burned his Sheng Ti's origin to gain immense power, delivering the most peak strike of his cultivation path.

In a heaven-defying sword strike, the Jian Shen Jian Yi's illusory form was obliterated on the spot.

But Ye Chen paid a heavy price, struck multiple times by the Sheng Ren, losing an arm and suffering a deep gash on his back that exposed his gleaming spine—a terrifying sight.

"Damn it!"

The eighteen Sheng Ren and over two hundred Zhun Sheng charged forward with ferocious expressions and overwhelming killing intent.

Ye Chen dragged his mangled Sheng Ti, using the Shrink the Ground to an Inch technique to evade the fatal attacks and escape, streaking out of Da Luo Jian Zong like a divine light, his blood-soaked figure strikingly vivid.

"Damn it!"

The Da Luo Jian Zong Sheng Wang used Greater Teleportation to pursue him.

He had thought that with the eighteen Sheng Ren and over two hundred Zhun Sheng, they would easily capture Ye Chen, but the outcome had far exceeded his expectations. Ye Chen had boldly slain the Jian Shen Jian Yi right before a Sheng Wang, eighteen Sheng Ren, and over two hundred Zhun Sheng. If he had known, he would have taken action sooner.

"Kill!"

The Da Luo Jian Zong Sheng Ren and Zhun Sheng followed in pursuit, with hundreds of thousands of cultivators trailing behind.

Below, on Purple Bamboo Peak, Nie Feng also took to the air, his expression gravely serious, as if he had realized Ye Chen's immortal eye was sealed. With Da Luo Jian Zong's forces, Ye Chen was likely doomed.

Boom! Rumble!

The starry sky trembled, pressured by the Da Luo Jian Zong experts' momentum into constant roaring.

Figures gathered from all directions like a tide, and upon seeing Da Luo Jian Zong's lineup, they paled in shock. "One Sheng Wang, eighteen Sheng Ren, over two hundred Zhun Sheng, and nearly a million cultivators."

"What's happening?" The arriving cultivators stared in shock at the distance.

"I heard Ye Chen infiltrated Da Luo Jian Zong and forcefully killed the Jian Shen Jian Yi right in front of them."

"In front of Da Luo Jian Zong? He killed the Jian Shen Jian Yi?" Horror spread everywhere, with Ye Chen's audacity and power leaving people astounded. How had he even escaped Da Luo Jian Zong?

"Is he that insane?"

"Ye Chen is probably finished this time." Many sighed. "Da Luo Jian Zong's forces today could sweep the entire Beidou Star Domain. That Sheng Wang alone could crush him with one palm."

"Surrender now?" Amidst the shock, the Da Luo Jian Zong Sheng Wang's roar echoed through the stars. He unleashed a great divine ability, crossing the vast distance in a single step and slamming down a palm with world-ending pressure, covering a hundred thousand zhang of starry sky and collapsing it inch by inch.

"Is this the might of a Sheng Wang?" Ye Chen spat blood, gritting his teeth to hold on, but he was forced to his knees in the starry sky, his Sheng Ti cracking instantly. Even with power rivaling a Sheng Ren at their peak, he couldn't withstand a Sheng Wang's palm—the gap between realms was like heaven and earth.

"Seal." The eighteen Da Luo Jian Zong Sheng Ren and over two hundred Zhun Sheng arrived together, deploying a grand formation that sealed Ye Chen on the spot, even locking his spiritual energy.

"A dead end." The watching cultivators couldn't help but mourn in silence.

"A dead end." Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, his immortal eye sealed, with no escape in sight.

"You have violated Da Luo Jian Zong's authority—death a thousand times over would not suffice." In the starry sky, the Da Luo Jian Zong Sheng Wang's words were stern and frigid as he drew a killing sword, standing like a lofty sovereign about to pass judgment on Ye Chen before all, to uphold Da Luo Jian Zong's prestige.

"Da Luo Jian Zong." Ye Chen laughed bitterly and furiously—this was the realm he had once protected.

"Sheng Zhu." In the Chaos God Cauldron, Duan Yu and the others had bloodshot eyes. The Tian Ting Sheng Zhu, who had once defended the myriad realms with blood and bone, was now being judged like a criminal.

"Ye Shidi." Amidst the vast Da Luo Jian Zong crowd, Nie Feng gripped his killing sword, ready to charge, but was halted by a beam of immortal light—it was Ling Xuan, who had followed.

"Release me."

"I can't watch you throw your life away." Ling Xuan bit her lip lightly. She knew Nie Feng and Ye Chen were close brothers, but she couldn't let him rush to certain death.

"Execute." As they spoke, another stern, cold voice rang out. The Da Luo Jian Zong Sheng Wang had raised his killing sword and unleashed a sword light that could destroy heaven and earth from across thousands of zhang.

But at that moment, a beam of immortal light descended straight from the ethereal void, landing before Ye Chen and transforming into a hazy figure—a white-clothed, white-haired being, like an immortal transcending the mortal world.

Crack!

The Sheng Wang's sword light turned to ash before it could reach Ye Chen.

Then, a pressure that made the starry sky shudder erupted, centered on the hazy figure, sending ripples spreading without limit. Wherever they passed, whether Sheng Wang, Sheng Ren, Zhun Sheng, or emperor-level cultivators, all were forced to their knees in the starry sky.

The Zhutian Shenhua had arrived.