Chapter 1394: Don't Try to Fool Me

Chapter 1394: Don't Try and Trick Me

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The virtual realm of Yao Chi rumbled incessantly, vast swathes of space collapsing into chaos.

Ye Chen and Feng Huang Shen Zi had both gone completely mad, one fighting as if pumped with stimulants, the other as if they had ingested gunpowder. Their secret techniques and divine powers rained down without pause.

From the start of the battle until now, the two had clashed over eight hundred rounds. They fought from the eastern void to the western azure sky, then from the western azure sky to the northern heavenly expanse, and finally from the northern heavenly expanse to the southern void. Fresh blood stained the heavens and earth, each drop vividly striking.

The war was both brutal and bloody. Even someone as strong as Ye Chen had been knocked out of his demonic state, and even Feng Huang Shen Zi, with his Feng Huang Dao prohibitions, had seen them dissipate. Still, the fight raged on.

"Is this truly his peak combat power?" Below, Tian Fa Shen Zi, Cang Ling Shen Zi, and Yu Hua Shen Zi had turned pale, finally witnessing Ye Chen's true strength. In the passage earlier, Ye Chen hadn't exerted his full effort—or rather, they hadn't been worthy opponents to make him do so.

"This life, we'll never turn things around." Tai Qing Shen Zi, Zhi Zun Shen Zi, and Ping Mao Shen Zi suddenly felt a sense of helplessness. Even Feng Huang Shen Zi was being suppressed, let alone them. The Huang Gu Sheng Ti was indeed invincible among peers, far from just a legend.

"This can't be possible." Ri Yue Shen Zi, lying on his seat and grumbling, widened his eyes in disbelief. Not long ago, he had boasted about taking down the Sheng Ti, but now he was truly slapped in the face. The gap between him and Ye Chen was as vast as heaven and earth.

"This can't be possible." Feng Xian Er was equally incredulous, her face already pale. In her memory, her eighth imperial brother had never been defeated among peers, yet even he couldn't stand against the Sheng Ti.

"Senior, I'm with him, and when it comes to fighting, I'm pretty awesome too." Qi Wang grinned and laughed while looking at the nearby Jiu Jian Xian, but once again, he was ignored by Jiu Jian Xian.

"I've never seen anyone fight like this before." Sighs of astonishment rose one after another, marveling at both Feng Huang Shen Zi's prowess and Ye Chen's formidable strength as the Sheng Ti. They were both towering figures among their peers.

"He's actually this strong." The Shen Zi and Shen Nü from the ancient nine clans frowned, their expressions a mix of wariness and admiration. They realized the Di Road now had another formidable rival. For instance, the Man Zu Shen Zi, with his love for battle, could barely contain his excitement and wanted to charge in for a fight with Ye Chen.

"I wonder how they compare to Yao Chi Shen Nü—who's stronger?" Many stroked their beards, subconsciously glancing at Ji Ning Shuang. "The East God's Yao Chi is likely even more dominant."

"Feng Huang Shen Zi has lost." Someone's words drew many gazes from Ji Ning Shuang back to the virtual realm. In the azure sky above, a blood-soaked figure plummeted downward.

It was Feng Huang Shen Zi, his body covered in blood and bones, his vitality severely weakened, and wounds crisscrossing his form. His disheveled hair made him look less than human, his divine body barely distinguishable from a wreck.

As for Ye Chen, though he looked disheveled, he was in much better shape. The cycle of his combat power kept his vitality surging, and his dominant recovery ability made his powerful sacred body seem as if it were forged from golden essence.

"You lost."

"I don't believe it." Feng Huang Shen Zi roared in anger, shattering space with a single step as he madly rushed into the azure sky. As the most brilliant Shen Zi of the Feng Huang clan, he had slain countless saints and never known defeat among peers. Now, suffering such a crushing loss, how could he accept it?

"You're making this really difficult for me." Ye Chen frowned, but still raised his hand and pressed down with a palm. The only reason was Feng Huang Shen Zi's special status as a prince of the Feng Huang clan. If he struck with killing intent and crippled him, it would be hard to explain to the Feng Huang elders. He had to leave some face.

Feng Huang Shen Zi knelt again. The moment he charged into the virtual realm, he was smashed down by Ye Chen's palm.

The ground gained another deep crater from the impact, with Feng Huang Shen Zi's internal organs displaced. It was thanks to his deep foundation that his extraordinary Dao roots didn't shatter. Most importantly, Ye Chen had held back; otherwise, that palm could have sent him straight to the Jiu You Huang Quan.

The Feng Huang clan's Da Sheng couldn't stand it any longer and made a forceful appearance, unleashing a powerful pressure. Ye Chen, who had just landed, hadn't even gotten a word out before he staggered from the force.

"I said no retaliation!"

"You truly deserve to die." The Feng Huang clan Da Sheng was overflowing with killing intent, already raising his hand.

"How dare you." Yao Chi's Da Sheng also intervened forcefully, with nine of them appearing at once, their expressions grim as they stared at the Feng Huang clan Da Sheng. "This is a sparring match. A loss is a loss."

The Feng Huang clan Da Sheng's face turned iron-blue, but he didn't dare act recklessly. This was Yao Chi Saint Land's territory, and Yao Chi Xian Mu was still seated above. His Feng Huang clan had produced one Dong Hua Nü Di, and Yao Chi Saint Land had produced one Yao Chi Nü Di. If a real fight broke out, both sides would suffer.

Feng Huang Shen Zi was taken away, but he continued to roar and bellow like a demon with disheveled hair. Even in such a pitiful state, if he hadn't lost his combat power, he would have kept fighting.

He still couldn't accept it. His pride wouldn't allow failure, but no matter how noble his bloodline or talented he was, it couldn't change the harsh reality. He had indeed lost, and lost miserably.

"The Huang Gu Sheng Ti is invincible among peers—the rumors are no exaggeration." Watching the bloodied Feng Huang Shen Zi, many sighed. "Now, he should finally settle down when he goes back."

"Half of the Huang Gu Sheng Ti is strong enough to catch even this old man off guard." Many elderly Zhun Di chuckled and shook their heads. In this era, having such brilliant juniors was something to be pleased about.

"I said no retaliation." Ye Chen coughed dryly and moved to step down.

But before he could, a surge of barbaric aura rushed toward him. After a brief moment of distraction, a massive figure blocked his path—it was the Man Zu Shen Zi.

This guy was truly a giant, taller than Man Shan by a head, standing like a small mountain. Next to him, Ye Chen looked like a one- or two-year-old child.

"I want to fight you too."

"Hey, you big guy, you sure know how to pick your moment." Ye Chen tilted his head up at Man Zu Shen Zi. "I just finished a fight and haven't even caught my breath, and here you are challenging me. That's not fair."

"No problem, I'll wait for you to recover." Man Zu Shen Zi was straightforward, sitting down cross-legged on the spot. He even pulled out a jade bottle from his robes and handed it to Ye Chen. "This is our Man Zu clan's healing sacred medicine. Take it to recover. I won't take advantage of you."

"How could I accept that?" Ye Chen said, but he took it without hesitation and poured the entire contents into his mouth. The sacred medicine was incredibly potent, making him grimace in pain.

"I'm going to take a piss."

"You think you can fool me?" Man Zu Shen Zi grabbed Ye Chen. "I just want to have a good, hearty fight with you. It's not easy to meet a living Sheng Ti—you can't slip away like this."

"Your head is sharper than I thought—that's reassuring."

"Then hurry up and recover. Once you're healed, we'll start."

"No need to fight. I surrender." Ye Chen patted his backside and tried to slip away again.

"Kid, trying to fool our Shen Zi comes with serious consequences." Three Man Zu Da Sheng rushed over, each like a small mountain, bare-chested and towering, with wolf-tooth clubs in hand, looking ready to beat Ye Chen on the spot.

"No, really, I have things to do." Ye Chen chuckled. "Another day, let's do it another day."

"Not another day—right now." Ye Chen pursed his lips. "But challenging me like this is really not cool. Anyway, I'm not fighting."