Chapter 1528: Emperor-Level Sword's Might

Ye Chen's sword was too overbearing, causing the *Shenzi* to change their expressions in shock.

They had every reason to believe that Fen Ji Laozu was already dead, slain by Ye Chen in the ancient ruins.

The *Sheng Ti* was invincible at the same level, and in the ancient ruins where cultivation was suppressed, no one could match him in single combat—not even Fen Ji Laozu, whose power had been reduced to the Quasi-Saint level.

Fen Ji's appearance stirred up a massive uproar, both outside and inside Ling Shan. Ye Chen had actually slain a *Zhun Di*.

This was utterly shocking, a supreme taboo.

No one knew what would happen if everyone learned that Ye Chen had once slaughtered a true emperor—would they be scared to tears on the spot?

Ye Chen displayed his divine might, wielding Fen Ji and swinging it wildly.

The *Shenzi* and princes suffered greatly, one after another bleeding out in the void.

The *Sheng Ti*'s combat power was already overwhelmingly powerful, and with a *Zhun Di* weapon at his side, who dared to challenge him?

The scene grew bloody, with dozens of *Shenzi* and princes unable to hold their ground against him alone, all in utter disarray.

Some counted carefully: the *Shenzi* he had killed added up to no fewer than twenty, each dying in frustration.

The various *Shenzi* all retreated, even the strong ones like Tian Can, Xue Shangzi, and Zang Tian Shenzi forced to avoid the edge for now.

That was a *Zhun Di* weapon, its dominating power no joke.

Yet, someone still refused to back down—it was the Xian Zu Shenzi. He flipped over the Kui Niu with one palm and charged forward, sweeping in a vast immortal sea to slay Ye Chen, who held the *Zhun Di* weapon.

"I've been meaning to settle accounts with you." Ye Chen snorted coldly, stepping forward and shattering the void as he slashed out a vast stellar river.

"Then come on." The Xian Zu Shenzi roared furiously, shaking the heavens and earth as he unleashed a great divine ability, forming a brilliant immortal shield.

Clang!

Fen Ji's sword struck the immortal shield dead on, the metallic collision ringing out clearly with sparks flying brightly.

Though the immortal shield was strong and sturdy, Ye Chen's sword was even more ferocious, forcefully shattering it and sending the Xian Zu Shenzi stumbling back.

"Be suppressed by this king!" The Xian Zu Shenzi suddenly halted, his eyes blood-red and filled with ferocity. He shot out three strands of immortal light from his body in succession.

Looking closely, each strand of immortal light carried a magical weapon: a bronze furnace, a divine mirror, and an ancient seal—all without exception, *Da Sheng* weapons.

He poured in rolling essence and magical power, reviving the divine might of the three *Da Sheng* weapons simultaneously and pressing them toward Ye Chen.

"Not effective." Ye Chen shouted coldly, charging across the sky. With one sword, he flipped the bronze furnace; with the second, he slashed away the divine mirror; and with the third, the most domineering one, he crushed the ancient seal.

After three strikes that destroyed the three *Da Sheng* weapons, the Xian Zu Shenzi was wounded again. His immortal body cracked open on the spot, spraying fresh blood.

Ye Chen's eyes were ice-cold, his killing intent overflowing as he struck again, sending the Xian Zu Shenzi flying more than eight hundred *zhang*.

The surroundings were filled with horror, and the *Shenzi* all retreated. Some had already activated teleportation arrays to escape—the *Zhun Di* weapon was too powerful.

"Where do you think you're going?" Ye Chen shifted in a single step, swinging his sword to slay one *Shenzi*, extinguishing both body and spirit.

The void descended into chaos, with people fleeing everywhere.

Ye Chen's divine might soared to the heavens as he carried the *Zhun Di* sword and chased through the sky, triggering blood tribulations wherever he went.

It was a terrifying sight: over a hundred monstrous-level prodigies, including *Shenzi* and princes from various great clans and sects, yet not a single one dared to turn and fight—they all fled.

Even the Ji Mie Shen Ti had to avoid the edge for now. Ye Chen, holding the *Zhun Di* weapon, was far too overbearing.

The *Shenzi* filled the sky, yet they were all left in utter disarray by one man.

Fresh blood splattered the earth and stained the heavens red. The domineering *Sheng Ti* was invincible at the same level, taking on a whole group alone—truly majestic and commanding, the protagonist of this era.

"Impressive." That Kui Niu couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"The rise of the *Sheng Ti* is fated by destiny." Zhong Huang, Xi Zun, Nan Di, and Bei Sheng all spoke meaningfully, even feeling pressure as strong as they were.

"Well, he's stolen the spotlight again." The Long Zu Shenzi and Wu Zu Shenzi coughed awkwardly, feeling quite embarrassed.

"I never want to see him in the Nan Yu again." Xuan Wu Taizi and the others grimaced. "I've never seen anyone this formidable."

"Someday, I'll borrow Grandpa's *Zhun Di* sword to play with." Xiao Jiu Xian muttered to herself, stroking her little chin thoughtfully.

"I'm not his match." Xiao Chen laughed and shook his head. Even he, who considered himself invincible, couldn't rival Ye Chen with the War Dragon activated—that was a myth.

"What a fearsome younger generation!" On Ling Shan, sighs and exclamations of astonishment echoed, leaving the old folks gaping.

"Venerable, this..."

"Just watch." A Buddha's words were cut off by Shi Jia Zun Zhe, who smiled benevolently.

"One day, this king will take your head." Amid the discussions, the Xian Zu Shenzi was the first to flee, a teleportation gate manifesting behind him as he stepped into it.

Before leaving, his blood-red eyes were filled with raw killing intent, twisted and savage like a demon from Jiu You.

The once lofty Xian Zu Shenzi had lost again, more utterly than in the ancient ruins. Not only had he failed to seize Ye Chen's immortal eye, but he was also left half-dead—a grave humiliation.

Ye Chen sneered but did not pursue. Once someone entered a teleportation gate, even with a *Zhun Di* weapon, it was hard to stop them.

"Your existence has brought this king much amusement." From the void, an ethereal voice echoed.

The Ji Mie Shen Ti also issued his challenge, his tone desolate and chilling, sending shivers down the spines of all who heard it.

Being targeted by the Ji Mie Shen Ti likely meant no peace, even for a moment. One misstep, and your head could be taken—Fei Lei Shen Jue, a nightmare for a generation.

Ye Chen knew it was a declaration of war but did not intercept.

He could evade the Fei Lei Shen Jue's killing strike but couldn't catch up to its escape. He didn't have that level of skill yet.

After the Ji Mie Shen Ti, Xue Shangzi, Zang Tian Shenzi, and Tian Can also fled one after another, escaping at top speed.

Yet, each of them left behind icy words before departing: "Ye Chen, one day, I will slay you."

"I'm waiting." Ye Chen replied indifferently, not blocking their way. The three were not weak in combat and were experts at escape. Even if he caught up, it would be hard to eliminate them.

With that, he stepped across the void, swinging his sword to split a clan's prince in two, then bypassed the Shen Zu Shenzi and Mo Zu Shenzi to chase straight after the Feng Huang Shenzi and that Feng Xian Er.

His killing intent toward the two was truly unstoppable, even if Feng Huang were to settle accounts later, he would show no mercy.

Seeing Ye Chen approach, the Feng Huang Shenzi and Feng Xian Er's expressions changed drastically as they urgently activated their arrays to flee.

"Stay right there!" Ye Chen charged in with towering killing aura, his sword disrupting space and cutting off the arrays.

Pfft! Pfft!

Fresh blood sprayed as the Feng Huang Shenzi and Feng Xian Er both bled profusely.

"Kill!" The Feng Huang Shenzi roared, his hair disheveled and bloody, a terrifying sight with his divine eyes filled with blood.

He sacrificed his lifespan to unleash a world-shaking strike.

Ye Chen neither dodged nor defended, using his *Sheng Ti* to take it head-on, then suddenly struck back with his sword, extinguishing the other's physical body.

Now only a Yuan Shen remained, and the Feng Huang Shenzi was no match for Ye Chen. He fled barely a hundred *zhang* before being suppressed.

"Blood debts must be paid in blood." Ye Chen stood like a sovereign over the vast nine heavens, his words cold and authoritative, killing intent rampaging.

"No, no, no." The Feng Huang Shenzi's eyes bulged with terror, filled with dread. Before even being slain, he felt himself falling into hell—the true aura of death.

In the final moment between life and death, he truly regretted it, regretting provoking Ye Chen, this disaster, leading to his own demise. It was all karma.

He and Ye Chen had no original grudge; it was all because of Feng Xian Er and his own arrogance, which had sealed his fate.

The *Zhun Di* sword fell, and the Feng Huang Shenzi's Yuan Shen was extinguished on the spot, turning to dust and becoming part of history.

Sighs echoed from all sides—another *Shenzi* had fallen, but he wouldn't be lonely on the road to the Yellow Springs; many companions awaited him.

Ye Chen showed no pity and turned his gaze to Feng Xian Er, gripping the *Zhun Di* weapon as he advanced to demand his blood debt.

"You can't kill me—I'm a descendant of Feng Huang." Feng Xian Er's eyes were full of panic as she stumbled backward.

"I had no grudge with you; it was you who went too far." Ye Chen said coldly, swinging his sword to split her magical weapon.

"Out of respect for Feng Huang predecessor, I considered sparing you, but you didn't know your place and plotted against me time and again." Ye Chen struck again, severing Feng Xian Er's immortal body, leaving only her Yuan Shen to flee desperately.

"Old ancestor, save me!" Feng Xian Er screamed hysterically, begging Feng Huang to rescue her and escape death.

However, this was Xi Mo, and Feng Huang was far away in Dong Huang, in a self-sealed state. Even if she wanted to save her, she couldn't reach, and besides, she couldn't hear the plea.

"Pay with your life." Ye Chen caught up in one step, raising the *Zhun Di* sword with a resounding hum, and struck down—death was inevitable.

"Spare others when you can." In that instant, an ancient ethereal voice rang out, and a beam of ordinary yet devastating immortal light shot from the distance.

The immortal light was incredibly fast, arriving in an instant and blocking the *Zhun Di* weapon's strike. Even Ye Chen was sent flying back.

The void rumbled as Ye Chen was knocked back, collapsing swaths of space. His *Sheng Ti* cracked, and when he finally stopped, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face pale.

"*Da Sheng* peak." Ye Chen's eyes turned blood-red.

"Zhi Yang Dao Ren?" Some old folks murmured in surprise, looking toward the distance where a purple-robed elder approached slowly. Though his steps were unhurried, it seemed he could cross rivers of time.

"Has his aura grown this strong? Has he advanced to *Zhun Di*?"

"No, he's just one step short of *Zhun Di*."

"Senior, save me! Senior, save me!" Feng Xian Er grasped at this lifeline, burning her Yuan Shen power to reach Zhi Yang Dao Ren's side, finally feeling safe.

"With this old one here, you will be unharmed." Zhi Yang Dao Ren said lightly, overlooking all directions with an air of superiority.

Ye Chen retreated, step by step, still gripping the *Zhun Di* sword, his eyes fixed dead on Zhi Yang Dao Ren.

That was a *Da Sheng* peak-level expert, far beyond what he could handle. Even with the *Zhun Di* weapon, he couldn't stand against a *Da Sheng*.

Though he desperately wanted to kill Feng Xian Er, he had to know his limits. Being just one step from *Zhun Di* made him too terrifying.

He fled as well, joining forces with Xiao Chen and Kui Niu to activate a teleportation gate and escape.

Like him, Di Jiu Xian, the Long Zu Shenzi and his group, Xuan Wu Taizi and his group, including Nan Di and Bei Sheng, all activated their arrays and fled in an instant.

As for Zhong Huang and Xi Zun, they remained in the void.

They were true observers from start to finish, never joining the battle, so they had no fear of trouble from the strong.

Many other *Shenzi* and princes who left were those with grudges against Ye Chen, all in disarray with blood and bones dripping.

Now, with Zhi Yang Dao Ren holding the scene, they felt more confident, unafraid of the *Sheng Ti* and no longer needing to flee.