Chapter 1723: Ten Halls Assist in Battle

The quiet night was far from peaceful, with thunderous roars shaking the nine heavens.

Ahead, Ye Chen was fleeing like a divine light streaking across the sky.

It wasn't that he feared the five Zhundi; rather, the silver-robed Zhundi was simply too formidable. He could fight them, but it would end in mutual destruction.

After all, among the spectators watching from all sides, there were more than just these five with ulterior motives. Engaging in a head-on battle was not the wisest choice.

"Based on my understanding of you, those five Zhundi are done for."

Chu Ling lay at the mouth of the bronze furnace, blinking her beautiful eyes.

"You're the one who knows me best, my wife."

Ye Chen grinned.

"Before we came, Ming Di mentioned that you collected a lot of blood during the Shura Hai battle. That's why he didn't let you bring an emperor weapon."

Chu Ling smiled mischievously, full of playful cunning.

"That's why they're called emperors."

Ye Chen sighed with a hint of emotion.

"Give me a hint—who are you planning to summon from the underworld?"

"I've heard the Yan Luo of the Diyu are all quite idle."

Ye Chen scratched his ear. "Might as well give them a chance to show off."

Chu Ling covered her mouth and chuckled. She knew exactly that Ye Chen was going to drag the Shi Dian Yan Luo over for a stroll. The scene would be incredibly impressive.

"Can you even escape?"

A cold voice came from behind. The purple-robed Zhundi was chasing the most aggressively, burning his essence blood to boost his speed. With each step, he covered tens of thousands of zhang.

Then came a massive boom, incredibly loud.

The reason for the explosion was that the purple-robed Zhundi had slammed headfirst into a mountain, causing the towering peak to collapse.

Why did he crash into the mountain? It was all because of Ye Chen.

In that instant, Ye Chen had used a spatial swap technique, exchanging positions with the mountain ahead. The purple-robed Zhundi, desperate to catch up, was moving too fast to stop.

As a result, he ended up colliding with it.

When the other four Zhundi caught up and passed by, they couldn't help but give the purple-robed Zhundi meaningful looks.

How desperate must you have been to smash into such a massive mountain? The pose was nothing short of domineering.

Glanced at by the four Zhundi, the purple-robed Zhundi's face flushed red, and he gritted his teeth in fury, his eyes fierce like a demon's.

"Kill!"

He roared like a madman, now burning his vital energy, his body erupting in flames as he accelerated like a cheat code activated.

The pursuit and slaughter grew even more intense, mainly because the five Zhundi feared delays might bring changes, so they expended their energy to increase their speed.

Seeing this, Ye Chen also burned his qi and blood, fleeing for his life.

Summoning the Yan Luo required time, and the five Zhundi weren't giving him any. With no other option, he had to keep running.

In no time, he dashed into a mountain range. Before he could even catch his breath, the five Zhundi arrived, and the mountains collapsed in their wake.

Ye Chen cursed under his breath and fled again, black lines crisscrossing his forehead.

The five Zhundi chased from behind, attacking as they went. Swaths of mountains were devastated; everywhere they passed turned to ruins, and several ancient cities were caught in the aftermath.

"In the middle of the night, are they just bored and looking for trouble?"

Curses echoed from below, from people crawling out of the ancient city ruins.

"I heard five Zhundi are chasing a saint with an emperor weapon. They've been at it for over eight million li."

"A saint with an emperor weapon? Could it be Ye Chen?"

"It's either Ming Jue or Ye Chen—they're the only ones with emperor weapons."

"We should go check it out."

The complainers stopped cursing and took to the skies in droves, forming dark crowds.

This news spread like wings, flying to all corners.

When Qing Luan Laozu heard it, his expression changed drastically. Five Zhundi-level experts—that was an enormous force, powerful enough to destroy Ye Chen.

"There's no need to worry, senior. He's doing just fine."

Bai Zhi smiled lightly. "No matter what happens, he won't be the one in trouble."

Qing Luan Laozu was stunned, and the elders in the hall exchanged puzzled glances.

Bai Zhi was truly relaxed; she had gone straight to the mountain peak where Qing Luan was.

From afar, she saw the pavilion shaking rhythmically, and if you listened closely, you could hear a woman's soft moans.

Indeed, Ming Jue was inside, and the scene was quite sensual.

Bai Zhi raised her hand and flicked a strand of immortal light into the pavilion.

In less than three seconds, Ming Jue stormed out, shirtless, glaring at Bai Zhi with a darkened face. "What do you want?"

"Of course, I have business. Ye Chen is being chased."

Bai Zhi laughed.

"Is that even a problem?"

Ming Jue's face turned completely black, suspecting this woman was just here to cause trouble.

He must have lost his mind to ruin a perfect moment like that, only to be infuriated by Bai Zhi's words.

Meanwhile, the chase continued. Ye Chen entered a vast sea, and in an instant, the five Zhundi followed.

Then, the expansive sea erupted with waves tens of thousands of zhang high, swallowing spectators who couldn't escape in time.

"We're not chasing anymore."

A group of old folks waved their hands wearily, even the great saints too exhausted to stand straight.

After nearly ten million li, Ye Chen hadn't stopped once, and neither had the five Zhundi—they had chased that far too.

"Just wait here; something might show up soon."

Many people sat down, pulling out wine flasks.

"Having an emperor weapon is great—it boosts both combat power and speed."

"The weapon of a great emperor isn't a joke, but this time it's risky. Five Zhundi-level experts make for an unprecedented lineup."

"Someone's coming out!"

Amid the discussions, someone shouted, and those sitting jumped to their feet.

They saw the sea's massive waves, with five figures flying out backward, one after another, soaring overhead.

Taking a closer look, it was the five Zhundi, all in disarray, especially the purple-robed one, covered in blood and bones.

Witnessing this, the spectators were stunned. Clearly, the five Zhundi had been beaten out—how could they not be shocked?

Everyone turned toward the sea, where the churning waves revealed ten vague figures standing in a row.

As the waves subsided, their true forms appeared: all with big beards, fierce and menacing, their ghost eyes radiating divine light.

No doubt about it—the Shi Dian Yan Luo of the Diyu, all ten of them, summoned by Ye Chen. As ten Zhundi, their auras linked, weaving destructive visions like the dawn of creation.

It was worth noting that the ten had rather dark expressions, all because Ye Chen had dragged them here.

"Your underworld general is getting more out of hand."

The other nine Yan Luo glanced at Qin Guang Wang, stroking their beards with irritation.

"After the battle, we'll beat him half to death. I won't show any favoritism."

Qin Guang Wang was fuming, smoke practically rising from his head.

Having such a troublesome underworld general was anything but delightful. Causing chaos in the underworld was one thing, but now he was stirring up trouble in the Ling Jie too.

Still, he was puzzled, as were the other nine Yan Luo—how had Ye Chen ended up in the Ling Jie, and how did he master the emperor-level summoning technique?

"Enough chatting—let's get to work."

Ye Chen arrived, emperor sword in hand, his face pale and his qi and blood fading.

Though the Shi Dian Yan Luo couldn't compare to Di Huang, summoning ten at once had taken a huge toll—he'd nearly collapsed.

"We'll deal with you later."

The Shi Dian Yan Luo scolded and charged straight at the five Zhundi, venting their anger.

Summoning had a time limit, so they'd help where they could—the main task came first.

The spectators on the beach scattered, keeping their distance, all wearing baffled expressions. These ten Zhundi-level experts—who were they, and from which force in the Ling Jie?

For a moment, everyone was extremely curious about Ye Chen's background.

To summon ten Zhundi for aid, even a fool could tell his origins were terrifying—powerful enough to make Zhundi think twice.

If the five Zhundi were an impressive force, these ten were even more frightening, capable of sweeping any faction in the Ling Jie.

The most bewildered were the five Zhundi themselves, their minds buzzing.

They had chased into the sea and lost sight of Ye Chen, only to be met with ten Zhundi upon his reappearance, completely caught off guard.

Most importantly, as Zhundi themselves, they couldn't discern the origins of these ten—they were certain they'd never seen them before.

"What do you ten mean by this?"

The silver-robed Zhundi, the strongest among them, said coldly, never having lost face like this.

"You're hunting our junior, and you ask what we mean?"

Qin Guang Wang cursed and attacked without further words.

With one Yan Luo moving, the other nine joined in a group assault.

The five Zhundi didn't dare fight; they fled en masse. Facing a two-to-one matchup with these ruthless opponents, they stood no chance.

"Where do you think you're going?"

The Shi Dian Yan Luo paired up, each duo chasing one, all of them formidable fighters—there was no question of defeat.

The battle erupted, leveling the mountains beyond the sea.

In this two-on-one setup, the five Zhundi were utterly overpowered, constantly spitting blood in the air. Their destruction was only a matter of time.

"Fifteen Zhundi! In all my years of cultivation, I've never seen such a spectacle."

Many people clicked their tongues in amazement.

"Those five Zhundi have really hit a wall this time."

"Good thing we didn't get involved earlier—or the consequences would have been dire."

The onlookers sighed and retreated further, knowing that any ripple from a Zhundi battle could obliterate them.

On the sea, Ye Chen staggered out.

Seeing the Shi Dian Yan Luo's ferocity, he stroked his chin thoughtfully. He mused that in the future, he should invite them over more often for tea, fights, and a bit of showing off—this idea seemed quite reliable.