Chapter 1467: Flying Thunder God Technique?

Jinwu Taizi ascended to the heavens, prompting everyone at the grand event below to rise to their feet in unison. "Clearly, Jinwu Taizi is going after Ye Chen, intent on publicly executing the Sheng Ti."

"Jinwu Taizi of the Jinwu clan is no ordinary Saint-level expert; he possesses the power to rival a Saint King."

"Even among Quasi-Saints, Jinwu Taizi's strength matches that of the Huang Gu Sheng Ti. What's more, as a Saint-level being, the half-step difference creates a vast chasm in combat ability."

"The real spectacle is just beginning." Many people sharpened their gazes. "The Huang Gu Sheng Ti is unbeatable in his own rank, but against a Saint-level opponent like Jinwu Taizi, who knows what his chances are?"

Ye Chen furrowed his brow. He had already experienced the formidable power of Jinwu Taizi the previous day. Although he hadn't unleashed his peak strength back then, there was no denying Jinwu Taizi's terrifying prowess.

Qian Shang Yue also frowned. Jinwu Taizi had finally entered the battle, yet she was unable to break free to help.

If she and Ye Chen joined forces, they might be able to suppress Jinwu Taizi. However, if Ye Chen faced him alone, he was likely outmatched. With his Xian Yan sealed, Ye Chen was still at risk of being defeated.

"You feathered freak, how shameless!" A furious shout rang out from one side—it was Kui Niu, who charged forward with his battle axe, determined to stand for his brother since he knew Ye Chen couldn't hold his own against Jinwu Taizi.

"Your opponent is me." Baqi Dashe sneered, stepping in to block Kui Niu's path. Though Kui Niu had beaten him into a sorry state earlier, he could still manage to hold him back.

"Damn it." The five Xiao Yuan Huang members also cursed in anger, wanting to rush over and aid Ye Chen against Jinwu Taizi. But their own opponents were all formidable foes, each pinning them down in place.

"You might want to leave your last words in advance." Jinwu Taizi chuckled darkly, facing Ye Chen across the vast sky and casually stretching his neck. His mocking laughter echoed through the heavens. "I had a hand in injuring your old friend—his bloodline was something I devoured, and his Dao roots were shattered by me."

"Is our grudge really that deep?" Ye Chen's expression remained calm, his words steady and unemotional. Those who knew him understood that the calmer he appeared, the more dangerous he became.

"Anyone who offends the Jinwu clan's majesty must pay the price." Jinwu Taizi continued to stretch his neck leisurely. "Besides, the godson and princess of the Feng Huang clan have offered a bounty: your head in exchange for the Feng Huang Xian Fa. Why not take the opportunity? The only one to blame is you, for provoking the wrong people."

"Then let's settle this grudge today." With Ye Chen's faint words, he shattered the sky with a single step. Merging his Nine Dao Ba Huang Fist into one, he unleashed a domineering punch that pierced through the vast void.

"How foolishly arrogant." Jinwu Taizi sneered, manifesting the sun, moon, and cosmos in his palm before thrusting it forward. Everywhere it passed, the firmament cracked inch by inch, its power devastating and unstoppable.

Their fist and palm clashed, and golden blood sprayed instantly. Jinwu Taizi stood firm, unmoved, while Ye Chen's fist bones exploded, his Huang Gu Sheng blood splattering. In this exchange, he was utterly defeated.

Jinwu Taizi struck again, firing a divine beam from his finger that pierced straight through Ye Chen's Sheng Ti.

Ye Chen's face stayed calm as he launched a fierce counterattack, fusing various secret arts into a single punch, only for Jinwu Taizi to casually dissolve it with a palm strike. The force sent Ye Chen staggering backward, his body ravaged by killing intent, causing him to spit blood.

The battle erupted in full force. Jinwu Taizi surged with overwhelming vital energy, making the void rumble as he unleashed world-shaking secret arts one after another. Several times, he nearly shattered Ye Chen's Sheng Ti completely.

Ye Chen was completely on the defensive, his Sheng Ti cracking open and his Sheng blood gushing forth. Every drop was dazzlingly bright, a scene of utter misery. It wasn't that he was inferior to Jinwu Taizi, but his cultivation level was inherently lower.

Onlookers sighed and murmured in admiration. The Sheng Ti was indeed powerful and had never known defeat throughout history—but that was only within the same rank. Cross that boundary, and even the Sheng Ti would fall.

"How boring." Jinwu Taizi laughed mockingly, stomping across the sky with an elusive, phantom-like form. He closed in to within a hundred zhang of Ye Chen, his golden eyes gleaming as he fired Jinwu thunderbolts aimed at Ye Chen's primordial spirit.

At the same moment, a small flying dagger materialized in Ye Chen's hand, wrapped in golden divine light. He flung it out, the dagger shooting like a silent, deadly shadow straight toward Jinwu Taizi.

"Showy but useless—do you think that can harm me?" Jinwu Taizi scoffed, completely ignoring the small flying dagger. An attack of that caliber couldn't even breach his protective golden aura, let alone injure him.

Yet, a bizarre scene unfolded. Just as the small flying dagger was an inch away from Jinwu Taizi and the Jinwu thunderbolts an inch from Ye Chen, the dagger vanished in an instant—and in its place, Ye Chen suddenly appeared.

"Fei Lei Shen Jue?" Many people narrowed their eyes sharply. Ye Chen's instantaneous shift resembled the legendary Fei Lei Shen Jue of the Ji Mie Shen Ti, a teleportation technique so swift that even the Tong Tian Eye couldn't track it.

"Could there be a spatial mark on that small flying dagger?" Someone pondered quietly. "Ye Chen is using it to shuttle through space, dodging the Jinwu thunderbolts and instantly closing in on Jinwu Taizi."

"Isn't Fei Lei Shen Jue an innate divine ability of the Ji Mie lineage? How does the Huang Gu Sheng Ti know it?"

"It's not Fei Lei Shen Jue—it's Yi Tian Huan Di." Qing Long clan's Taizi smiled faintly, seeing through it clearly. "Ye Chen swapped positions with the small flying dagger. For those who master Yi Tian Huan Di, this is their most common tactic—impossible to guard against and incredibly troublesome."

"The Sheng Ti actually knows this secret art." Bai Hu, Xuan Wu, and Zhu Que also chuckled. "He executed it with perfect precision. If used effectively, it could rival Fei Lei Shen Jue."

"But why didn't Ye Chen just swap directly with Jinwu Taizi? If he had, Jinwu Taizi would be the one hit by the thunderbolts." Someone scratched their head in confusion. "Those Jinwu thunderbolts are incredibly dominant; Jinwu Taizi would likely suffer serious injury if struck."

"Ye Chen might want to swap with Jinwu Taizi, but he might not be able to move him." Bai Hu smiled leisurely. "Swapping with that small flying dagger, on the other hand, is effortless."

Indeed, Jinwu Taizi was caught off guard, his form stumbling from Ye Chen's palm strike.

He had known Ye Chen mastered Yi Tian Huan Di and had been on guard, reinforcing his divine body to be as heavy as a mountain, confident that Ye Chen couldn't shift him.

But he never expected Ye Chen to swap with a mere small flying dagger instead.

Only in that instant did he truly understand why the domineering Huang Gu Sheng Ti had thrown out that small flying dagger as a distraction—it was all part of a calculated plan, executed with pinpoint accuracy.

Enraged, Jinwu Taizi swung his palm, but before it could land, Ye Chen's fist connected first.

With Ye Chen now in close range, he wouldn't give him a chance to breathe. One palm and one fist later, he followed up with the Sha Sheng technique, unleashing a relentless barrage on Jinwu Taizi.

The sight was almost too gruesome to watch. Jinwu Taizi's powerful divine body was battered until blood and bones flew everywhere, his terrifying regenerative ability unable to keep up with the damage. He looked utterly wretched.

That moment of underestimation and carelessness not only cost him dearly but also left him pinned down by Ye Chen's onslaught. Though his combat power surpassed Ye Chen's, every attempt to counterattack was instantly thwarted.

Ye Chen's golden vital energy soared like blazing flames, his ferocity unmatched. He relied on nothing but his invincible golden fists, each strike drawing blood and growing more savage than the last.

This success was all thanks to his earlier clever maneuver. It wasn't Fei Lei Shen Jue, but Yi Tian Huan Di. Unable to shift Jinwu Taizi, he settled for swapping with the small flying dagger.

The results proved his strategy brilliant, catching Jinwu Taizi completely off guard and leaving him in a pitiful state. With the Sheng Ti in close quarters, even a Saint-level expert could only endure the beating.