Chapter 1474: Undying?

Seeing Kunpeng flee, there was no way they could catch up, and the problem was, they didn't know which direction to pursue.

Ye Chen abruptly turned and charged straight toward Jinwu. As he passed by Kongque Grand Princess, he didn't even glance at her.

Kongque Grand Princess lay collapsed on the ground, her face deathly pale, her eyes brimming with tears. She seemed utterly devastated, her gaze vacant and deranged, muttering to herself incoherently—one moment crying, the next laughing.

Betrayed by her own husband, she couldn't accept it. No matter how strong her mindset, it had completely shattered.

The onlookers sighed in sympathy, truly living up to that old saying: the pitiful often have hateful aspects. In this moment, she was pitiful, but not long ago, she had been infuriatingly detestable.

"Don't kill her—leave her for me. Tonight, I have to break her spirit." Xiao Yuan Huang, still assaulting Jinwu, roared with domineering flair, his wild and shameless nature on full display.

"If anyone's going first, it's me. Get in line behind me!" Dadi Wu Xiong cursed back fiercely.

"The two of us together—me first, you second, or vice versa." Xiao Yuan Huang grinned broadly.

"Keep running your mouth, and I'll rip it to shreds." Qian Shang Yue descended from the sky, glaring harshly at the pair. Though Kongque Grand Princess was hateful, she was still the grand princess of the Kongque clan.

"We're just joking around." Dadi Wu Xiong and Xiao Yuan Huang chuckled awkwardly, then each swung their weapons and charged at Jinwu Crown Prince, unleashing their ultimate moves without holding back.

With Kunpeng having fled, Jinwu Crown Prince had no heart left for battle. He struck Kui Niu with a palm and summoned a teleportation array platform with a wave of his hand, stepping onto it and pouring his essence energy in to activate it frantically.

Still trying to escape? Xiao Yuan Huang snorted coldly and suddenly plunged his Wujin iron rod into the void. The rod hummed as thunder ripped across it, awakening ancient divine patterns that disrupted the entire space.

Jinwu Crown Prince did teleport away, but the space was now in chaos, severing the pathway. He only managed a hundred zhang before plummeting from the void, his body drenched in fresh blood, utterly wretched.

Ye Chen arrived, striding across the Golden Sacred Sea with the Chixiao Immortal Sword in hand, blocking the southern void.

Kui Niu swung his battle axe from the northern void, his momentum overwhelming, radiating savage fury.

Qian Shang Yue arrived simultaneously, summoning her natal artifact to seal the eastern void.

Xiao Yuan Huang and his four companions, each gripping fierce weapons and exuding killing intent, guarded the western void.

The void rumbled with thunder. Jinwu Crown Prince was surrounded in the center—a perfect irony. Not long ago, they had ganged up on Ye Chen and his group, and now the tables had turned.

His expression was savage, his eyes blood-red, and he couldn't help but mentally slap himself twice.

He should have left earlier, but because of Kunpeng's words, he had turned back without a second thought.

Now, Kunpeng had slipped away like a cicada shedding its shell, using the array platform to escape, while he, who had come back to help, was trapped. He wanted to use the array to flee, but the space was too disordered.

"You wanted to settle scores with me so badly—today, I'll give you that chance." Ye Chen said coldly, his eyes filled with icy killing intent. "For harming my old friends, you'll pay in blood."

"Then come on." Jinwu roared in anger, stepping into a profound footwork technique, but he targeted the western void guarded by Xiao Yuan Huang and his group—it seemed the easiest to break through.

What, looking down on us? Xiao Yuan Huang and his companions were furious and surged forward to attack.

"Get back!" Jinwu thundered, sweeping a palm across the void that sent Dadi Wu Xiong and Xiao Yuan Huang flying. The onrushing Xianwang He, Chuanshan Jia, and Beiming Yu were also knocked away.

But before he could escape, Kui Niu arrived, delivering a domineering axe strike from the heavens.

Jinwu gritted his teeth and slashed out a silver galaxy with his sword. Though Kui Niu was powerful, he was forced to retreat.

In that brief instant, Qian Shang Yue's sword of annihilation struck, carving a bloody gash across his back. Through the wound, one could see gleaming bones and muscles—the sword was so potent it nearly split him in two.

Jinwu was injured, but he formed a great seal with his hands to repel Qian Shang Yue, not daring to linger as he fled swiftly.

In his eyes, whether it was Kui Niu, Qian Shang Yue, or Xiao Yuan Huang's group, none could match the Huanggu Shengti. Ye Chen's attacks were the most overbearing, capable of killing him at any moment.

And facts proved Ye Chen's might. As soon as he closed in, a punch blasted Jinwu away. Before he could steady himself, a finger of annihilation pierced his divine body, creating a gruesome blood hole.

Jinwu was manic, burning his essence energy. Every wound on his body glowed with radiant immortal light, regenerating new flesh and healing his shattered form—his recovery was incredibly domineering.

Ye Chen and his allies showed no mercy, unleashing secret techniques, divine powers, killing formations, and savage artifacts in an endless barrage, giving Jinwu no chance to breathe as they fought relentlessly.

Jinwu was in a miserable state, his two fists no match for four hands. His divine body healed repeatedly, only to be blasted apart again. Though his recovery was formidable, it couldn't keep up with the damage, leaving him soaked in blood.

For a fearsome existence like him, Ye Chen and his group's principle was simple: beat him straight to ash.

The spectators were pale-faced, many of them. This level of battle was too brutal—Ye Chen and his allies were like beasts, intent on leaving Jinwu no way out. They wouldn't stop until he was dead.

On one side, Xuanwu temporarily withdrew his gaze and looked toward the depths of the barren forest, as if he could see through the ancient trees to an old man sitting under a great tree, leisurely carving wood.

That old man was no ordinary figure—he was the host of this Grand Assembly of Ten Thousand Clans and one of the five great royal clans of the Southern Domain, the ancestor of the Xuanwu clan, known in these lands as Xuanwu King.

"Grandfather, you're just standing by like this. If Jinwu Emperor comes, won't he cause you trouble?" Xuanwu sent a secret transmission. "It could spark another war among the ten thousand clans and plunge Southern Chu into chaos."

"The matters of the juniors should be resolved by them." Xuanwu King replied casually. "I have no interest in interfering."

"What about the Shengti? How did he achieve sainthood so abruptly? That's terrifying." Xuanwu asked in confusion. "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe someone could become a saint without going through the Five Decays of Heaven and Man."

"He's an anomaly." Xuanwu King smiled warmly, continuing his carving unhurriedly, each stroke infused with dao essence. "I can see he's been able to become a saint for some time, but he suppressed that power. This time, it was a forced ascension—another path altogether."

Xuanwu frowned and glanced at the void again. For Ye Chen, he felt both admiration and wariness. His combat prowess exceeded expectations, a monstrous talent with the qualifications to overlook his generation.

As for Jinwu Crown Prince, he had become a mass of flesh, blown apart for the umpteenth time. Yet his domineering recovery made the flesh writhe with immortal light, slowly regenerating and forming new tissue. In just over ten breaths, he reformed into human shape.

Hey, Kui Niu and Xiao Yuan Huang's group were getting frustrated and swung their weapons again, continuing the assault.

Ye Chen wasn't idle either, unleashing world-shaking divine techniques one after another—Jinwu Crown Prince was extremely hard to kill.

His repeated regenerations were all thanks to the Jinwu bloodline. As long as a single drop of essence blood remained, he could revive. For someone like him, the only way was to blast him into utter dust.

As they fought fiercely, a tremendous boom suddenly echoed from outside the Honghuang Forest, shaking the heavens and earth. Then, towering clouds surged like a tidal wave, crushing swaths of ancient trees.

Ye Chen turned his head, his brows furrowing instantly—numerous powerful experts were invading the Honghuang Forest, and in great numbers.

"They came so quickly." Qian Shang Yue also frowned, knowing exactly who was charging in.

At today's grand assembly, too many clan heirs had died. With their noble statuses, each family surely had a yuan Shen jade tablet. With the heirs dead, the tablets shattered, and the family elders were rushing over.

"Who killed my son?" An enraged shout came from afar, like ancient thunder rumbling through the sky, making the firmament tremble. It was the holy lord of the Taigu Fengdiao clan, known in the Southern Domain as Fengdiao Emperor.

"Who killed my son?" More roars followed one after another—from the Upper Ancient Blood Yan, Yinmou Fei Shi, Jinchi Dapeng, Jiutou Niao, Bagui Dashe, and Jiuyi Shenpeng clans, whose heirs had been slain. Their family powerhouses had all arrived, each a great saint, each radiating sky-piercing killing intent.

"Retreat now!" Ye Chen shouted sharply, turning first. As long as those great saints hadn't arrived yet, they still had a chance to escape. Once they did, escape would be impossible.

Qian Shang Yue and Kui Niu quickly followed, deploying their peak movement techniques, swift as startling lightning, not daring to pause.

Xiao Yuan Huang, that rascal, didn't forget to land one last strike on Jinwu Crown Prince before leaving.

Not bad—Jinwu wasn't dead yet, just another mass of flesh, but it was writhing with immortal light, constantly regenerating and growing new flesh. In less than a dozen breaths, he reformed into human shape.

That was the dominance of the Jinwu clan. Even if reduced to a single drop of blood, they could still regenerate. All of them were monsters, incredibly hard to kill—in the same realm, few could end them.

He was lucky. If not for the great saints arriving and forcing Ye Chen and his group to retreat, he would have met his doom today. You might be hard to kill, but that doesn't mean you're unkillable.