Chapter 1307: Two Emperors

The starry sky trembled, enveloped by a sea of thunder woven from strands of lightning, with the power of annihilation spreading.

Cultivators from all directions retreated again and again as the sea of thunder expanded, fearing they would be caught in the aftermath and reduced to ashes by the lightning.

Ye Chen bathed in the thunder, his entire body stained with the fresh blood of his Saint Body, enduring the bolts of lightning with his body. The sight was shocking to behold; if it were any of them, they would likely have been obliterated long ago.

As for the hunchbacked old woman, her condition was even more wretched. Her aged body had been shattered multiple times, and her Dao principles were damaged. She faced not only Ye Chen's attacks but also the thunder from Lingxiao, making it nearly impossible for her to resist.

Ye Chen performed a great shift, closing in to within a hundred zhang of the hunchbacked old woman, and struck with a palm that shook the heavens, pressing down from above.

The hunchbacked old woman trembled and suddenly turned around, manifesting a Yin Yue divine ability in her palm print, thrusting it out.

Boom!

Their palms clashed head-on. Ye Chen stood firm without budging, but the Saint-level hunchbacked old woman was sent flying, her arm a bloody mess. Before she even hit the ground, the thunder caused her body to splinter apart.

At the same time, Ye Chen was also injured, struck repeatedly by the thunder tribulation.

In the end, this was his thunder tribulation. Regardless of whether anyone else was involved, he was constantly bombarded by the heavenly thunder, which grew stronger with each wave, one more powerful than the last. This was why he couldn't eliminate the hunchbacked old woman immediately—he had to divide his focus to counter the tribulation.

Break!

Once he steadied himself, Ye Chen swept his palm across the sky, dispersing the Lingxiao thunder, and pursued the hunchbacked old woman once more.

You really want to fight to the death?

Seeing Ye Chen approach, the hunchbacked old woman roared in anger, driven to madness by this madman, just like the earlier hunchbacked old man. She couldn't escape; it wouldn't end until one side was destroyed.

Ye Chen said nothing, responding only with his most powerful attacks. He threw a punch that pierced through eight hundred zhang of starry sky.

Kill!

The hunchbacked old woman was truly driven insane, realizing she couldn't flee. She turned back, burning her origin once again and invoking forbidden secret techniques. Her powerful divine abilities erupted frequently, causing the starry sky to tremble violently.

Ye Chen was even more dominant, his entire body radiating divine light, brighter than the heavenly tribulation itself, like a golden war god.

The hunchbacked old woman fell back, retreating repeatedly.

Even though she was a Saint, transcending the mortal world, she couldn't escape her fate. Ye Chen's sword extinguished her primordial spirit.

That bloody scene left cultivators from all sides sighing and clicking their tongues in amazement—a Saint had been destroyed just like that.

Inside the Chaos Cauldron, Shangguan Yuer was so shocked that her face turned pale. In her memory, no one had ever dared to chase and kill a Saint while enduring a thunder tribulation, and no one had ever been as astonishing as Ye Chen.

Suddenly, she felt a moment of daze, a sense of familiarity arising in that instant.

Boom! Bang!

Her daze was interrupted by waves of roaring sounds, prompting her to instinctively look toward the outside world.

The hunchbacked old woman had been destroyed, and Ye Chen was now focusing on battling the thunder tribulation. He was like a true war god, dominating to the point of making hearts quake. Bathed in thunder, he fought his way upward, annihilating every bolt that struck him, as if the so-called heavenly tribulation were merely a triviality in his eyes.

It wasn't just Shangguan Yuer who was shocked—the cultivators from all sides were stunned as well. They had never seen anyone crossing a tribulation with such dominance.

Boom!

The ethereal starry sky shook violently as Ye Chen charged into the void, punching through a swath of chaotic mist.

Then, he swung the golden divine blade, fusing it with hundreds of divine abilities, Chaos Dao principles, the essence of his Saint Body, invincible battle intent, and the power of reincarnation. His strike was supremely dominant, unmatched throughout history, cleaving the massive sea of thunder tribulation in two.

Only then did the starry sky fall into silence.

Everyone stared at Ye Chen standing in the starry sky, his presence more radiant than the sun.

Among so many people, only Long Wu didn't look at Ye Chen; instead, he fixed his gaze elsewhere.

That was the sea of thunder that Ye Chen had split, now divided on the eastern and western sides of the starry sky with him at the center. The two halves of the thunder sea hadn't dissipated but were slowly converging into two vague human figures.

This change astonished the cultivators from all sides, who turned their attention to the eastern and western sides around Ye Chen. Their gazes fell on those two figures formed from the thunder sea, as a aura that made people tremble slowly revived.

Ye Chen stood quietly, seemingly sensing something amiss. He furrowed his brow and glanced at the eastern and western sides. The so-called heavenly tribulation wasn't over yet—the next part was the most bizarre and powerful.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, in the eastern starry sky, that half of the thunder sea transformed into a figure of golden light, revealing its true appearance. Its eyes were like stars, its black hair like a waterfall, its form as unyielding as a massive mountain peak. Dragon roars echoed, and dragon qi surrounded it, each strand as heavy as a mountain.

Seeing that person's true face, Long Wu's eyes bulged, and his body trembled violently. His eyes instantly filled with hot tears. That face was etched deeply into his soul, unforgettable even after a hundred turns.

Taixu Longdi!

Ye Chen murmured, staring blankly at the east. He had never seen Taixu Longdi before, but he had seen the primordial spirit's true form of Long Ye, and it was identical to the person in the eastern starry sky.

That wasn't the real Taixu Longdi—it was just the Emperor Dao imprint of Taixu Longdi, which had fused into this starry sky in ancient times.

Only then did Ye Chen understand this heavenly tribulation.

It was just like when Taixu Longdi had encountered the Donghua Nvdi during his own Emperor Realm tribulation in the past. To pass the tribulation, he had to defeat the Emperor Dao imprint—there was no other way.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen slightly turned his head and looked toward the western starry sky.

Since it appeared alongside the Taixu Longdi imprint, the person in the western starry sky must also be a great emperor.

Once again, under everyone's gaze, in the western starry sky, the other vague figure revealed its true appearance.

It seemed to be a person, or more precisely, an ape. It wore golden armor, its form towering and robust, its vitality surging like an ocean. Its fiery golden eyes blazed brilliantly, and it was enveloped in golden light. Its aura could only be described in two words: overbearing and fierce.

Douzhan Shenghuang!

Ye Chen murmured again, his eyes narrowing into slits.

He had never seen Douzhan Shenghuang, but he was extremely familiar with the bloodline of Douzhan Shenghuang.

That was the bloodline of the Douzhan Shengyuan. In his previous life, Huwa had inherited a strand of the Douzhan Shengyuan bloodline. Among the one hundred and thirty emperors of the Zhutian Wanyu, only Douzhan Shenghuang possessed the Douzhan Shengyuan bloodline.

Ye Chen's battle blood boiled, burning like fire, and his combat power surged to its peak, without any hint of negligence.

A hundred years ago, during the Emperor Realm tribulation, the Donghua Nvdi imprint alone had nearly beaten him to death.

Now, there were two great emperor imprints, each not weaker than the Donghua Nvdi imprint. He had to face both alone—if he won, it would be Lingxiao Immortal Realm; if he lost, it would be Jiuyou Huangquan.

Whether it was the Donghua Nvdi from the past Emperor Realm tribulation or the current Taixu Longdi and Douzhan Shenghuang, none were the true emperors—they were just Emperor Dao imprints that had fused into the starry sky in ancient times.

In essence, the current Taixu Longdi and Douzhan Shenghuang were both at the Quasi-Saint level, on the same tier as Ye Chen.

It was a young Saint Body against two young great emperors, both of whom had once been the supreme beings of the Zhutian Wanyu, ruling over all spirits. Their legends were nothing short of myths.

Boom! Rumbling!

The starry sky shook, perhaps unable to bear the Emperor Dao pressure of Taixu Longdi and Douzhan Shenghuang.

Taixu Longdi and Douzhan Shenghuang—both figures stood like majestic mountains, unyielding as if they would never fall. Their ancient aura was far older than myths, transcending the distant past.

The starry sky trembled and fractured. Centered on Ye Chen, the eastern and western starry skies collapsed inch by inch, visible to the naked eye. That region was filled with annihilation; stepping into it meant death.

The cultivators from all sides paled, their expressions ghastly as they stared at the two sides of the starry sky. "What kind of heavenly tribulation is this?"

"This old one has cultivated for nearly three thousand years and has never seen a humanoid tribulation." Too many veteran cultivators were stunned, feeling dizzy. "Is the heavenly tribulation of the Archaic Saint Body always this bizarre?"

"How can those two exude such powerful pressure?"

"I seem to see two great emperors." Someone spoke up, their voice trembling, their heart quaking, not daring to look directly at Taixu Longdi and Douzhan Shenghuang.

"Taixu Longdi, Douzhan Shenghuang, Ye Chen, your brilliance has once again shattered the limits of my astonishment." In a corner of the crowd, Long Wu took a deep breath, his gaze shining brightly.