Chapter 1421: Slaying Continuously

"Despicable," Hong Chen Xue said coldly, a flash of chill in her eyes. She knew her senior brother all too well; he would stop at nothing to achieve his goals. She had every reason to believe that this villain had other schemes in mind, and that trap was specifically set as a deadly one for Ye Chen.

"It's he who provoked me first," Dan Zun Dian Shen Zi replied with a mocking laugh, his face sly and treacherous.

Alas! Seeing their own divine daughter and divine son at such odds, the black-and-white elders of Dan Zun Dian both sighed. Their behavior like this would eventually lead to the downfall of Dan Zun Dian.

"The divine son of Yang Ding Tian Zong has been slain," someone shouted hoarsely as the two elders sighed.

Upon hearing this, whether it was Hong Chen Xue, Dan Zun Dian Shen Zi, or the black-and-white elders, they all looked up.

In the vast sky above, a blood-drenched corpse plummeted down, its head already severed and its yuan shen utterly destroyed. It was the divine son of Yang Ding Tian Zong, dying in a most horrific manner.

"Damn it," a Da Sheng from Yang Ding Tian Zong roared in fury and stepped straight into the battle zone.

But before he could strike to kill Ye Chen, the Jiu Xiao Xian Jian hanging high in the sky let out a resonant hum and unleashed a world-shaking immortal light, instantly reducing that Da Sheng-level figure to flying ashes.

Witnessing this scene, cultivators from all sides gasped in shock, instinctively glancing toward Jiu Xiao Zhen Ren's side. The earlier words were no joke—this was the real deal!

Thud!

As the masses marveled, fresh blood splattered across the sky, staining the heavens, and another person met their end in the void.

It was the divine son of Yin Yue Sheng Zong, whose bloodline and combat prowess were not weak, yet he could not withstand the divine might of the Sheng Ti. He was split in two by a single blade, and his escaping yuan shen was also destroyed by Chi Xiao.

The Da Sheng from Yin Yue Sheng Zong was enraged too, wanting to charge in and suppress Ye Chen, but he dared not set foot inside. The Da Sheng from Yang Ding Tian Zong was a bloody lesson—if you entered, there was no way out.

"Kill him!" A thunderous roar echoed from the sky as Feng Huang Shen Zi led the charge, rushing forward with a supreme divine ability in hand—a massive fire phoenix that set the seas of flames ablaze across the heavens and earth, engulfing Ye Chen.

"Break!" Ye Chen shattered the fire phoenix with one kick, then cleaved through the sea of flames with a sword. Feng Huang Shen Zi was forced back, suffering backlash that wounded his divine body, with drops of phoenix blood strikingly vivid.

"Slay him!" Shen Zu Shen Zi arrived, suspending a divine mirror above his head that emitted rays of annihilating divine light.

"Shatter!" Ye Chen roared, his qi and blood surging like a torrent, channeling into his sword to dispel the divine light. With a flip of his hand, he struck Yao Zu Shen Zi with a blade, sending him flying with blood and bones mangled.

"Die!" Yao Zu Shen Zi descended from the heavens, embracing a massive mountain seal and smashing it down from above.

"Get back!" Ye Chen was overwhelmingly dominant, ramming his Sheng Ti straight into it, shattering the mountain seal. His powerful physique also caused Yao Zu Shen Zi's body to explode, sending him crashing from the sky and creating a massive crater.

"Trap him!" The four divine sons surrounded him from all directions, each throwing out a war banner that formed a sealing array, locking down the four heavens and trapping Ye Chen within to destroy him.

Ye Chen said nothing. He slashed through one war banner in battle, then burst out like a flood dragon through the gap. With a gust of wind from his sword, he pierced through that divine son's brow, directly extinguishing his yuan shen.

The other three divine sons paled and retreated instantly, but it was too late. Ye Chen's form was like a ghost, appearing behind one of them. Without a word, he swung his blade, obliterating that divine son's body and yuan shen alike. The other two met the same fate, turning to ashes in the sky.

For this, Ye Chen paid a heavy price—his back was slashed open by a black-clad divine son, creating a deep gash. Before he could steady himself, a dark killing arrow pierced his chest.

There were too many opponents—attacks came from all sides in an instant, overwhelming like a storm. Even the overbearing Huang Gu Sheng Ti was left battered and broken, radiating with blood that splashed across the heavens and earth.

Onlookers watched with hearts pounding—one against twenty-seven, and he had forcefully slain six divine sons.

Yet the battle did not stop because of their deaths. Ye Chen went berserk, and the remaining twenty-one divine sons did too, throwing themselves at him relentlessly, as if they would not rest until he was dead.

"Kill!" The twenty-one divine sons all looked ferocious, activating forbidden techniques. Terrifying artifacts, powerful divine abilities, and annihilating kill arrays blanketed the sky, causing the heavens to collapse and the earth to shatter.

"Fight!" The Xian Lun Tian spun into motion, restoring Ye Chen's Sheng Ti. He rose to fight again, his qi and blood roaring like a primordial barbarian dragon devouring the eight directions. The golden Sheng Hai instantly swallowed one of them whole.

He was truly formidable, his qi and blood seeming endless, growing fiercer with each clash. Facing off alone against the divine sons of many great sects, he remained overwhelmingly dominant, submerged time and again only to burst forth each time, his invincible will overlooking all sides and turning the world pale.

The divine sons were driven mad, Ye Chen's unyielding vitality making them frantic.

The bloody scene repeated—one divine son after another was slain, their bodies and spirits destroyed. Not only did they fail to suppress him, but they were cut down one by one. From twenty-seven, they were reduced to less than ten.

The survivors were terrified; a few dragged their blood-soaked, wounded bodies out of the battle zone. If they fought on, they would meet the same end—the Sheng Ti was too strong, terrifyingly so.

However, some fled while others continued the fight. In the battle zone, four remained: Ye Chen the Huang Gu Sheng Ti, and the three—Feng Huang Shen Zi, Shen Zu Shen Zi, and Yao Zu Shen Zi.

These three were stubbornly persistent. With eighteen of the twenty-seven divine sons slain and six escaped, they still fought desperately, like mad dogs, refusing to stop until death.

"I don't believe it," Feng Huang Shen Zi knelt in the sky, slapped down by Ye Chen's palm, crashing into the earth and forming a deep pit, with phoenix blood splattering everywhere.

"Then I'll beat you until you do," Ye Chen dove down, his palm striking from above. As Feng Huang Shen Zi tried to rise, he was smacked down again, his divine body cracking apart with blood and bones flying.

"If not for the favor your Feng Huang predecessor did for me, I'd split you in half with one palm," Ye Chen said icily, his palm sweeping across the sky and hurling Feng Huang Shen Zi out of the battle zone, collapsing a distant mountain.

"Divine son!" A Da Sheng from the Feng Huang clan rushed toward the direction where Feng Huang Shen Zi had been flung.

"You're asking for death." Another Da Sheng from the Feng Huang clan erupted in rage, stepping into that realm with annihilating power surging in his palm, cold and terrifying, intent on crushing Ye Chen with one strike.

But before he could act, the Jiu Xiao Xian Jian in the sky hummed again, slashing out an immortal light that sent that Feng Huang clan Da Sheng flying, nearly ending his life.

"Jiu Xiao, do you truly intend to oppose my Feng Huang clan?" the Da Sheng thundered in fury. He was no ordinary Da Sheng, having touched the threshold of Zhun Di, or he would have been obliterated by the Jiu Xiao Xian Jian.

"This old one has already spoken, and you did not object. What is the meaning of this uproar now?" Jiu Xiao Zhen Ren replied indifferently. "As a proud Feng Huang clan, can you not accept defeat?"

"You..." The Feng Huang Da Sheng was so incensed by these words that he spat blood, his vital energy plummeting to its lowest.

"Good, very good." The Da Sheng who had gone to rescue Feng Huang Shen Zi returned, carrying the unconscious and blood-covered divine son. Hearing Jiu Xiao Zhen Ren's words, he laughed in bitter rage.

"Losing is losing. If the young can't handle it, the old step in—you're truly disgracing your ancestors' legacy," Jiu Xiao Zhen Ren snorted coldly. "And don't try to intimidate this old one with the Feng Huang clan."

"I'd like to see how long you can protect him." The Feng Huang clan Da Sheng suddenly turned his head toward the young cultivators around. "Whoever slays Ye Chen will be rewarded by my Feng Huang clan with one Da Sheng weapon, three Sheng Wang weapons, and nine Sheng Ren weapons. This offer stands forever—bring me his head for the prize."

"Has the Feng Huang clan gone mad?" As the Feng Huang clan Da Sheng spoke, the entire realm erupted in turmoil.

"With old-generation cultivators barred from fighting, this Da Sheng is summoning the young ones here to kill Ye Chen together!" someone exclaimed with a sigh. "In plain terms, it's just a mob attack."

Yet, despite the Feng Huang clan's bold declaration, no young disciples dared to step into that territory. It was a domain of death, guarded by a powerful killing god—entering meant no return.