Chapter 1526: Group Fight Again

"Save me," the Yaozu Shenzi cried out again for help. Was the Shengti really that powerful? I'm about to be beaten to death, yet none of you are stepping in.

That single sentence drew the gaze of everyone in all directions.

Immediately, everyone's mouths twitched uncontrollably.

The Yaozu Shenzi was truly in a pitiful state, no longer resembling a human; he was just a mass of flesh and blood. Every time he tried to reshape his body, he was struck back by the Zhanti, making the scene gruesomely bloody.

"Join forces to exterminate him!" It was still the Feng Huang Shenzi leading the charge, activating forbidden techniques once more.

Following him were the Shenzu Shenzi and the Mozu Shenzi, along with over twenty other Shenzi, all charging forward together.

"Hey!" Xiao Jiuxian wouldn't stand for it. She stepped into the void.

Earlier, she hadn't known Ye Chen's identity, but now that she did, she had to help. Ye Chen had shown her kindness before.

However, as soon as she went up, before she could make a move, a black-robed figure burst out from the side and repelled her.

The figure was eerie, his true face impossible to see, only his eyes were revealed—a pair of desolate, profoundly deep, and chillingly cold orbs.

He was another monstrous prodigy, keeping a low profile yet extraordinarily powerful, blocking Xiao Jiuxian's path.

"Tian Can, your skills have improved," Xiao Jiuxian sneered. Though he was cloaked in black robes, she recognized him.

"Di Family's Nine Immortal, nothing special," the black-robed man mocked with a smile. Dao principles manifested as chains around his body, his aura surging like a vast sea, his bloodline domineering.

"Underestimating me? I'll make you cry today, you brat," Xiao Jiuxian cursed, striking out with her crystalline hand.

The one called Tian Can was incredibly aggressive as well.

The two clashed, battling directly in the ethereal void.

"Watch what? Fight!" The Longzu Shenzi roared, brandishing his Ba Long Dao and soaring into the sky to aid Ye Chen.

Behind him was the Lingzu Shen Nv, and behind her, the Wuzu Shenzi charged up with his Wu Huang Zhan Mao.

The Guzu Shen Nv and the Manzu Shenzi, that burly figure, were fiercely aggressive too, each one explosive.

They had taken to the air, but from the crowd, several others rushed out, exactly five in number, matching them evenly.

All were prodigy-level, blocking the Longzu Shenzi and his group of five.

It was five against five—one side trying to shield Ye Chen from major enemies, the other aiming to kill him—erupting into combat.

The booming sounds began, already lively, now even more intense.

The most impressive was still Ye Chen's side, taking on a group alone and holding off thirty Shenzi, exuding utter dominance.

Kill!

More prodigy-level Shenzi lunged forward, not to save the Yaozu Shenzi, but all targeting Ye Chen.

Compared to that fellow's life or death, they valued the Shengti more.

Ye Chen's strength made them fearful; he had survived multiple attempts on his life, proving his terror. He had to die.

The heavens shook as divine abilities and weapons rained down on Ye Chen, covering the sky, aiming to finish him in one strike.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, his vital energy surging as he unleashed the Chaos World vision and activated various secret arts like the Bagua Array.

The booming resounded as the onslaught hit the Chaos Realm without exception, leaving it battered and scarred.

Yet Ye Chen withstood it all, then suddenly swung his staff.

The Feng Huang Shenzi, charging at the front, suffered first—his divine body nearly exploded, blood splattering across the void.

The Shenzu Shenzi and Mozu Shenzi fared no better, sent flying one after another, each more miserable than the last.

"Waste." The Xianzu Shenzi sneered, stepping into the sky with an immortal seal in hand, forming it into a finger strike aimed at Ye Chen—silent and icy extinction, with devastating power.

"Better late than never." A thunderous roar shook the heavens as a burly figure pounced, wielding a Thunder War Axe and shattering the Xianzu Shenzi's divine light with one axe.

That person, upon closer inspection, was indeed Kui Niu.

He had arrived late, delayed along the way, and upon hearing of the great battle, rushed over, arriving just in time.

"None of your business, scram." The Xianzu Shenzi snorted coldly, seal scripts flowing between his palms and fingers as he fused multiple divine abilities into a palm strike, heavy as a mountain range, pressing down on Kui Niu.

"Messing with my buddy Lao Qi? I'll take you down." Kui Niu's temper flared, instantly activating his forbidden techniques and delivering a domineering axe strike in retaliation.

Another pair of fierce fighters clashed, battling in the ethereal firmament.

One was the prince of the Xianzu, the other the prince of the Kui Niu Clan—both inheritances from ancient emperors, a peak showdown with tremendous commotion.

"Kui Niu's here, what about Xiao Yuan Huang and his crew?" Xuanwu glanced around but didn't see Kui Niu's brothers, which was surprising.

"I say, are we just going to stand here and watch?" Bai Hu glanced at Qing Long, Zhu Que, and Xuanwu.

"Honestly, I'm not very familiar with the Huanggu Shengti." Zhu Que held a small mirror, speaking while combing her hair—a true beauty enthusiast.

"But if I don't like someone, I have to get involved." With that, this woman put away her mirror and stepped forward, joining the battle.

The Zhu Que Clan's princess was quite ferocious, targeting someone and unleashing world-shaking divine abilities.

Instantly, one person was drenched in blood in the void—it was the Feng Huang Shenzi, struck out of nowhere.

Though from the same clan, ancient grudges existed between the two races. Since she was here today, Zhu Que naturally struck.

"You're asking for it." Suddenly heavily wounded and confused, the Feng Huang Shenzi erupted in fury, abandoning Ye Chen and charging straight at Zhu Que, his Feng Huang Immortal Sword ringing.

"New grudges and old, we'll settle them all." Zhu Que was dominant, her crystalline jade hand pure white yet incredibly powerful.

"You're asking for it." Feng Xian Er also charged with her sword, unleashing peak combat power to aid her imperial brother in slaying Zhu Que.

"If you're going to do that, I can't just stand by." Bai Hu Prince cracked his neck and joined in, one palm sending Feng Xian back. "Bullying us in the Southern Domain? Two against one—have you no shame?"

"Get lost." Feng Xian's beautiful eyes glared with murderous intent.

"Not going." Bai Hu shook his head playfully, acting unserious.

"Don't fear, Princess, I'll assist you." A prodigy-level Shenzi soared into the sky—it was a major clan's prince.

After him, several more jumped out, all rushing to show off, eager for attention—how could they not flaunt?

"Hey!" Xuanwu and Qing Long Prince's hands itched for action. They were looking for a reason to join, and seeing these braggarts so arrogant, they had to step in.

The group clashed without another word, fighting in the void, pairing off one-on-one with considerable noise.

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, swinging his staff to knock down a Shenzi, then looked around in astonishment at the battlefield filling the skies—it was a full-on group brawl.

Xiao Chen's expression was odd too. It had started as his one-on-one with the Yaozu Shenzi, but now the chaos had escalated, everyone acting like they were on stimulants.

In that brief distraction, the Yaozu Shenzi, reduced to a mass of flesh, had reshaped his demonic body again, roaring madly, "Save me, save me."

His roars drew more prodigy-level Shenzi into the fight, all targeting Ye Chen.

"Blood for blood." Xiao Chen swung his great halberd forward.

He had underestimated the Yaozu Shenzi's resilience—he was incredibly tough to kill.

This time, Xiao Chen was going all out; he wouldn't stop until the fellow was reduced to ashes, not giving him a chance to breathe.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen swung his staff again, sending another Shenzi flying.

With so many opponents, it seemed they all valued him highly—everyone charging in was after him, each one fierce.

Now, he was facing not thirty Shenzi, but fifty, all his enemies.

As they fought, another joined—a purple-robed youth with an ancient mark on his forehead, from an unknown force with an unknown bloodline.

But he was strong, his sword piercing the heavens and unleashing an immortal river, overwhelmingly dominant, forcing Ye Chen to stagger back.

Ye Chen sighed inwardly; Xuan Huang was truly full of hidden dragons and tigers, with talents rivaling Nan Di everywhere.

Still, since they were opposing him, he wouldn't hold back—whoever it was, he'd strike them down.

"That's the Zang Tian Clan's Shenzi, right?" Zhong Huang mused from the sidelines, eyeing the purple-robed youth battling Ye Chen. "This lineage's inheritance is no pushover."

"He's still a step below the Shengti." Bei Sheng said lightly, also joining the battle and positioning himself in the void.

In that twisted space, a obscure aura emerged, elusive like a ghost. Upon closer look, it was the Jimi Shen Ti.

"Bei Sheng wants to play too?" Jimi Shen Ti chuckled eerily.

"I despise sneaky types." Bei Sheng smiled at the void. "You can kill others, and I won't care, but you can't touch the Shengti—his life is mine."

"Then this king will see today if you deserve to stand alongside Dong Shen." Jimi Shen Ti sneered.

His aura vanished in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Bei Sheng, delivering a silent extinction sword—a deadly strike.

Bei Sheng's expression was indifferent; he stepped away, his crystalline jade hand sweeping across, disrupting the space and forcing his opponent out.

The two battled with extreme agility, darting everywhere in the skies, dizzying to watch. Knowing Jimi Shen Ti's abilities, Bei Sheng never stayed in one spot for a second—always on the move, the hardest to kill.

"You two are just sitting back?" Nan Di glanced at the void, then at Zhong Huang and Xi Zun.

"I stay out of worldly affairs." Xi Zun smiled faintly, merely observing, his Buddha eyes serene as he stood there.

"With their strength, why would we need to help?" Zhong Huang laughed, showing no intent to join.

"Don't say it—I'm used to it." Nan Di waved lightly and stepped forward, one palm thrusting out and forcing a blood-robed youth hidden in the void space to reveal himself.

"Xue Shang Zi, haven't seen you in a century—hope you're well." Nan Di regarded the blood-robed youth with interest.

"This king is truly honored that Nan Di still remembers me." The one called Xue Shang Zi licked his scarlet tongue. He had three eyes, all blood-red, his vital energy strange and flickering. His bloodline was powerful too, not inferior to Nan Di's.

"For killing my old friend, this debt must be settled today." Nan Di's gaze turned cold as he attacked directly, his palm plain yet domineering.

Xue Shang Zi's three eyes flashed with chilling light as he countered with a fist shadow, actually shattering Nan Di's palm print. His bloodline fully manifested, with visions appearing one after another.

Their strike ended in a draw, astonishing all around. Though they didn't know Xue Shang Zi, his terrifying combat power left a deep impression—he was very strong.

Their battle waves were immense, shaking the heavens and splitting the earth.

The other skirmishes were no less fierce.

More kept joining, all prodigy-level Shenzi without exception; ordinary Sheng Ren didn't dare get involved, fearing a single misstep would send them to the underworld.

The booming shook the heavens, draining the world's color, overturning the cosmos, with blood rain pouring down and staining the realm red.

"This old man calculates that this group of juniors didn't come for the Dharma, but to gang up and wreck the place." On Ling Shan, many old fellows stroked their beards meaningfully, each one a divine charlatan.

"Xuan Huang breeds talents and hides dragons; the major sects and clans have longstanding grudges. This scene was expected—the fight between Zhanti and Yaozu Shenzi was just an unfortunate trigger."

"What impresses this old man most is the Shengti; among so many, he's the fiercest, taking on a group alone—truly ba qi."