Chapter 1309: The Crazy Madman

Chapter 1309: The Crazy Dian Kuang De Feng Zi

Bang! Boom!

Ye Chen's battle with Dou Zhan Sheng Huang was extremely intense. His Saint Body was covered in blood.

Dou Zhan Sheng Huang fared no better; his massive body was struck by Ye Chen, sending blood and bone fragments flying.

Ye Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and his vital energy burned like fire. The young emperor was incredibly difficult to destroy, and Dou Zhan Sheng Huang's strength was no weaker than Dong Hua Nu Di's. Even Ye Chen, with his heaven-defying combat power, was driven mad.

War!

He swung his great halberd again, slashing out a galaxy that tore through the starry sky.

He had little time; the Hun Dun Ding couldn't last much longer. The opponent was Tai Xu Long Di, who could break free at any moment, and Ye Chen needed to kill Dou Zhan Sheng Huang in this brief window.

Buzz!

Dou Zhan Sheng Huang also swung his Wu Jin iron staff, sweeping out a river of stars and shattering the starry sky.

The war halberd and the iron staff collided, producing a deafening clang. Centered on the point of impact, a brilliant halo spread outward, rippling across the starry sky and causing it to tremble violently.

Cultivators from all directions were shocked and immediately retreated.

However, the brilliant halo moved too quickly, collapsing star rivers in its path. Those with weaker cultivation were instantly reduced to ashes without even a scream, their primordial spirits extinguished along with them.

In this direct clash, Ye Chen's Saint Body cracked open, and Dou Zhan Sheng Huang's body burst with blood. Both the Lu Tian great halberd and the Wu Jin iron staff were sent flying, their immense weight collapsing a section of the starry sky.

War!

Ye Chen roared fiercely and charged bare-handed, his golden fists radiating an unyielding will of invincibility.

Having lost his Wu Jin iron staff, Dou Zhan Sheng Huang also came bare-handed, using divine abilities in a fiercely dominant assault.

The battle grew even more brutal. Ye Chen's punch shattered the Sheng Huang's form, while the Sheng Huang's punch exploded half of Ye Chen's Saint Body. Both possessed domineering regenerative powers, their bodies reforming instantly as they plunged back into the fight.

Boom! Bang!

The starry sky shook violently once more, astonishing all observers. The fluctuations of this battle had clearly surpassed the quasi-saint level.

Pound!

With a crisp metallic clash, the Hun Dun Ding was struck by Tai Xu Long Di's sword and sent flying.

The Hun Dun Shen Ding had fallen, though not shattered; its body was covered in sword marks, battered and scarred, its immortal light completely extinguished. In its loyal defense of its master, it had been severely wounded by the emperor's Dao laws.

Its record was still something to be proud of, having withstood a young emperor for nearly ten rounds.

With the Hun Dun Ding defeated, Tai Xu Long Di faced no further obstacles and charged straight at Ye Chen, sword in hand.

Seeing Tai Xu Long Di approaching with his sword, Ye Chen went berserk. His bloodline and Dao laws trembled in unison, his cultivation power burning as he endured a strike from Dou Zhan Sheng Huang and landed a punch that exploded the Sheng Huang's body.

Dou Zhan Sheng Huang's regenerative power was extraordinarily dominant, his flesh enveloped in brilliant golden light, restoring itself in an instant.

War!

Ye Chen had no time to heal his shattered Saint Body and struck again with his fists as Tai Xu Long Di was closing in.

Puff!

The newly restored Dou Zhan Sheng Huang was once more blasted apart by a punch, his fresh blood staining the starry sky.

In that fleeting moment, Tai Xu Long Di arrived, his sword slashing with world-ending force, draining the color from the starry sky.

Ye Chen, in his madness, ignored Tai Xu Long Di entirely, clenching his Ba Huang Fist and striking again at Dou Zhan Sheng Huang.

He understood better than anyone that facing two young emperors alone left him no chance of victory. He could only gamble on this brief instant—whether Tai Xu Long Di would kill him first or he would destroy Dou Zhan Sheng Huang first.

Break for me!

Ye Chen's roar shook the heavens, every pore of his ancient Saint Body burning with the essence of the Saint Body. The Ba Huang Fist fused with hundreds of divine abilities, Hun Dun Dao laws, bloodline power, the force of reincarnation, and an invincible will of war. This was the most powerful punch he had ever thrown, piercing through the eternal blue sky.

In that instant, his state of mind sublimated.

In his eyes, it seemed as though the world's time had slowed, a nirvana of the Dao.

Puff!

Dou Zhan Sheng Huang turned to blood mist, obliterated by Ye Chen's punch, his essence dissolving back into the starry sky.

What could be seen was that in the final moment before fading, Dou Zhan Sheng Huang revealed an ancient smile. His fiery golden eyes lost their ferocity, replaced by a gentle warmth—a look of admiration for a junior.

Puff!

With Dou Zhan Sheng Huang destroyed, in the same instant, Tai Xu Long Di's sword struck, its devastating blow sending Ye Chen flying over eighty thousand zhang, nearly killing him on the spot.

Ye Chen spat blood and barely steadied himself before Tai Xu Long Di's sword was upon him again.

Instinct for survival made him suddenly retreat.

Tai Xu Long Di pursued like a shadow, his sword carrying overwhelming divine power straight toward Ye Chen's brow.

Tai Xu Long Di's speed was too fast, his Tai Xu Long Sword trembling with dragon roars echoing, emperor Dao laws dancing in the air. The sword tip was only an inch from Ye Chen's brow; crossing that inch would likely mean his death.

Ye Chen burned his essence once more. Though the Tai Xu Long Sword was still an inch away, the annihilating force swirling around its edge had already split his brow, making his entire body feel ice-cold, as if he had fallen into the nine underworlds.

He couldn't dodge, and escape was impossible. Tai Xu Long Di's sword was an absolute strike of extinction, locking onto him completely. Any slightest lapse would mean instant piercing by the sword.

That mere inch could mean utter destruction with the slightest misstep.

This scene made Long Wu's heart leap to his throat, his usually steady expression turning pale with horror.

The hearts of cultivators from all sides were the same. Ye Chen flew backward, Tai Xu Long Di advanced, the sword tip aimed directly at Ye Chen's brow. The two maintained this posture, their speeds equal, holding a delicate balance—it was a contest of that single inch. Once the balance broke, blood would surely stain the starry sky.

In the end, blood still splattered across the starry sky.

The relative balance of speed was broken as Tai Xu Long Di's sword advanced that inch, but it did not pierce Ye Chen's brow. Instead, it was firmly grasped by Ye Chen's bloodied hand.

In that brief respite, Ye Chen's primordial spirit immediately left his body, delivering a palm strike that repelled Tai Xu Long Di.

Return!

In another fleeting moment, Ye Chen's primordial spirit returned to his flesh, but he staggered, vomiting blood wildly.

Tai Xu Long Di raised his sword and charged again, his dragon aura overflowing, emperor Dao laws swirling—he truly resembled a flawless great emperor.

Ye Chen wiped the fresh blood from his mouth, frantically operating the Xian Lun Tian, forcibly mending his shattered Saint Body. His scattered combat power surged back to its peak. In the same realm, he feared no one.

War!

With a fierce roar, Ye Chen shattered a swath of starry sky with one step and charged at Tai Xu Long Di, radiating dominance.

Tai Xu Long Di lifted his sword, cleaving the starry sky with a single strike.

The mad Ye Chen neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the sword to slash his Saint Body, sending blood and bones flying.

In return, his fully gathered punch landed on Tai Xu Long Di, obliterating half of the emperor's body.

This was a strategy of mutual destruction—injuring the enemy at a cost of eight hundred to one's own thousand. Though reckless, it was straightforward. Tai Xu Long Di staggered back, while Ye Chen, like a primordial beast, surged forward with overwhelming killing intent.

The ensuing battle was brutally savage.

Ye Chen was like a madman, bathed in saint blood and emperor blood, attacking relentlessly without defense. His punches grew stronger with each strike, reaching new peaks upon peaks. In the nirvana and transformation of the Dao, every punch drew blood, driving Tai Xu Long Di from the eastern starry sky all the way to the western.

Another sublimation of his state of mind allowed the Dao to undergo nirvana and evolution, letting his combat power surpass Tai Xu Long Di's in several moments. He recaptured the sensation he had when battling the Tian Mo Great Emperor.

Boom! Bang!

The starry sky fractured, trembling violently with each of Ye Chen's punches.

The cultivators watching were gripped with terror; they had seen dominance before, but never anything like Ye Chen's.

Long Wu watched in a daze; it was his first time seeing the invincible Tai Xu Long Di so suppressed.

As he watched, Long Wu began to laugh, a carefree laugh. Ye Chen could kill Dou Zhan Sheng Huang, and he could do the same to Tai Xu Long Di. In a clash between a young Saint Body and young emperors, the victor would undoubtedly be Ye Chen.

The starry sky, at some unknown point, ceased its trembling.

Tai Xu Long Di was obliterated by Ye Chen's punch, dissolving into Dao laws and returning to the vast starry sky.

Like Dou Zhan Sheng Huang, in the moment before fading, Tai Xu Long Di gave Ye Chen a look of contentment. He seemed unaware that later generations held such a stunning junior, one that made even him feel ashamed.

When crossing the emperor tribulation, he and Dong Hua Nu Di had fought to a stalemate, neither able to overcome the other.

However, this did not mean Tai Xu Long Di and Dou Zhan Sheng Huang were inferior to Dong Hua Nu Di. It was only because Ye Chen's Dao had undergone nirvana and transformation in this battle that he managed to survive the assault of two emperors.

With Tai Xu Long Di's dissipation, this scarred and battered starry sky fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared in one direction.

There, a blood-red figure stood out starkly.

It was Ye Chen, his body covered in blood and bones, swaying unsteadily, on the verge of falling from the starry sky at any moment.

In this battle, he had suffered severe injuries, nearly perishing several times.

Yet, his achievements were astonishing—one against two, he had slain two young emperors.

This was an incredibly perilous heavenly tribulation, where any misstep could have led to his death.

But it was also a heaven-defying opportunity.

Through battling an emperor, he touched upon Dao insights inaccessible to others. The great emperor's laws were like a whetstone, sharpening him from rusty iron into a world-shaking divine sword.