Chapter 1760: Find It For Me

"Those who block me shall die." Ye Chen roared, shaking the starry sky, wielding a pitch-black battle spear as he charged forward. Wherever he went, no one below the Da Sheng level could withstand even a single strike from him. He carved out a bloody path, leaving a road paved with blood and bones in his wake.

He fought like a peerless war god, his aura dominating the four seas and eight wastelands, unstoppable with his lone strength. He single-handedly routed tens of thousands of Qiong Qi, sending them plummeting one after another in a scene of utter devastation.

"Kill! Slaughter them until the corpses pile like mountains." Inside the copper furnace, Kui Niu and Li Changsheng shouted excitedly. If not for their limited power, they would have charged out to join the fight long ago. As it was, they could only roar from within the furnace, cheering Ye Chen on.

"Kill! Slay them until the rivers run with blood." The remaining human cultivators also screamed at the top of their lungs, their once-still blood boiling in that moment as they shouted encouragement for the human hero.

Ye Chen did not disappoint them. With the aid of three Zhǔn Dì weapons, his combat power was heaven-defying, and he bathed in the fresh blood of the Qiong Qi.

Without a Zhǔn Dì-level expert to oppose him, no one could stand in his way. Saints and Da Shengs were far from sufficient.

This stretch of starry space was washed in blood, its brilliant starlight dyed crimson, and even the pure moonlight turned a bloody red.

"How I've underestimated him." In the jade carriage, Qiong Qi Jiǔ Huángzǐ laughed mockingly, his purple eyes filled with not just cruelty, but also growing greed toward Ye Chen's bloodline. If he could devour it, it would surely be a tremendous fortune.

"Secret techniques have concealed his origin, making even I unable to see through it." An ethereal voice sounded as a golden-robed elder appeared beside Qiong Qi Jiǔ Huángzǐ, his golden eyes gleaming with faint Zhǔn Dì prestige. At a glance, he was clearly a genuine Zhǔn Dì.

"A bloodline that can evade our scrutiny must be something heaven-defying." A sinister laugh echoed as another silver-robed elder manifested, his aura no weaker than the golden-robed one's. He, too, was at the Zhǔn Dì level.

"Capture him alive for this king." Qiong Qi Jiǔ Huángzǐ yawned lazily, stretching comfortably as if nothing were amiss, never once taking Ye Chen seriously.

"Easy as pie." The golden and silver Zhǔn Dì smirked playfully, stepping out of the jade carriage like they were strolling in a garden. The Qiong Qi clan's Zhǔn Dì exuded overwhelming pressure, their primordial aura shrouding the vast starry sky and making the star domain tremble like true primeval beasts.

"Old Seven, there are Zhǔn Dì-level opponents—two of them." Inside the copper furnace, Kui Niu hurriedly warned, fearing Ye Chen might suffer.

"I know." Ye Chen replied calmly, suddenly swinging his spear to shatter a Da Sheng-level Qiong Qi. Wrapped in surging killing intent and treading over mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he charged straight at the golden and silver Zhǔn Dì.

"Overestimating yourself." The golden-robed Zhǔn Dì sneered, extending his palm to form a massive golden hand that blanketed the stars, sealing space with the weight of an eight-thousand-zhang mountain, aiming to crush Ye Chen in one blow.

A Zhǔn Dì's strike was indeed world-shattering, causing space to collapse instantly. After the palm struck, Ye Chen vanished from that part of the starry sky.

To outsiders, it seemed the golden-robed Zhǔn Dì's attack was too powerful, obliterating Ye Chen outright.

"Dammit!" Qiong Qi Jiǔ Huángzǐ snarled, leaping to his feet, his once-relaxed demeanor twisting into a ferocious scowl, his eyes blood-red. "This king said to take him alive! What are you fools doing?"

The golden-robed Zhǔn Dì said nothing, his brows furrowing as he narrowed his eyes.

The silver-robed Zhǔn Dì frowned as well. Though the golden-robed one's palm was formidable, Ye Chen wielded three Zhǔn Dì weapons and had slain Da Shengs repeatedly—his power was extraordinary. How could he be killed in a single move?

After three to five seconds, the two exchanged glances. "Huà Yǔ Wēi Chén?"

No wonder they were Zhǔn Dì—their insight was keen. They realized Ye Chen hadn't been destroyed but had escaped into the dust space. A single grain of dust was minuscule, indistinguishable from vanishing entirely.

Indeed, it was Huà Yǔ Wēi Chén, and Ye Chen had executed it perfectly, feigning his demise to hide in the dust space.

"What a profound technique, Huà Yǔ Wēi Chén." Kui Niu sighed in admiration. "Even Zhǔn Dì were deceived. This immortal art is impressive."

Ye Chen remained silent, ignoring the remark as he waved his hand to summon four drops of blood, suspending them in midair, then quickly formed seals with his fingers.

At the sight, Kui Niu and Li Changsheng's eyes lit up instantly.

Having followed Ye Chen for so long, they knew exactly what he was planning. The seals for Dì Dào Tōng Míng were familiar to them. With so many powerful beings in the Míng Jiè, they needed to be summoned for a fight.

Outside, with Ye Chen's disappearance, the Qiong Qi halted their assault, gripping their weapons as they scoured the starry sky for his trace.

"How surprising that he knows Huà Yǔ Wēi Chén." The golden-robed Zhǔn Dì snorted coldly, searching as well, activating his Zhǔn Dì-level heavenly eye to scan every inch of the stars.

"Huà Yǔ Wēi Chén is a Shén Zàng of the Shèng Tǐ. Could this Chén Yè be a Shèng Tǐ?" The silver-robed Zhǔn Dì mused, his words laden with implication.

"There are countless cultivators in the Rén Jiè who have comprehended Huà Yǔ Wēi Chén through their own paths—it's not exclusive to the Huāng Gǔ Shèng Tǐ." The golden-robed Zhǔn Dì huffed. "Ye Chen has been dead for just over a year; it's impossible for another Huāng Gǔ Shèng Tǐ to emerge across the myriad domains."

"This is truly intriguing." The silver-robed Zhǔn Dì curled his lips in a cold smile. "Once we find him, we'll have to study him thoroughly."

"Though Huà Yǔ Wēi Chén is profound, it has its time limits. When they expire, he'll have to reveal himself. He won't escape today."

"Search! Find him for this king—bring him back alive or his corpse!" Qiong Qi Jiǔ Huángzǐ bellowed like a mad dog, his eyes savage and bloodthirsty, his rage murderous.

"Is it me you're looking for?" A faint voice drifted, ethereal and elusive, as space twisted in one spot and Ye Chen's figure materialized.

"No one's ever made this king this excited before." Qiong Qi Jiǔ Huángzǐ laughed, baring his sharp white teeth, his eyes full of greed and bloodlust, thrilled to the point of frenzy.

"I'll make sure you enjoy it." Ye Chen drew his blood-drenched battle spear, surging killing intent rising once more as it transformed into a massive dragon coiling around him.

"You lowly human, why don't you kneel and be executed?" Once again, the golden-robed Zhǔn Dì spoke with icy authority, like a divine decree, extending his hand for a second time to cover the starry sky with his palm.

However, before his palm could fully descend, an immortal sword suddenly appeared, slashing out a galaxy and splitting it apart.

His divine ability shattered, the golden-robed Zhǔn Dì suffered backlash, grunting as he was forced back, blood trickling from his mouth.

"A Zhǔn Dì." The silver-robed Zhǔn Dì narrowed his eyes into slits, staring at the figure behind Ye Chen—a burly man with a beard, fierce as a gate guardian.

That man was none other than the first Yán Luó, Qín Guǎng Wáng. He had been leisurely sipping tea in the Dì Fǔ when Ye Chen dragged him into this mess.

"As a Zhǔn Dì, resorting to sneak attacks—aren't you ashamed?" The golden-robed Zhǔn Dì snorted coldly, his face ashen with fury. Being struck by a sword out of nowhere was humiliating for anyone, but he was puzzled—where had Ye Chen found a Zhǔn Dì in such a short time? And one whose aura faintly suppressed his own.

"Shame?" Qín Guǎng Wáng chuckled, first glancing at the golden-robed Zhǔn Dì, then at the silver-robed one, sneering. "Two Zhǔn Dì ganging up on a Shèng—when it comes to shamelessness, I'm nothing compared to you two."

"seeking death." The silver-robed Zhǔn Dì roared in anger, striding forward and forming a massive seal to strike at Qín Guǎng Wáng—a lethal technique.

"Two against one, and we'll destroy you." The golden-robed Zhǔn Dì also attacked, his hand like a divine blade slashing through the air with overwhelming dominance.

Qín Guǎng Wáng merely smirked, not even bothering to look—more precisely, he ignored them entirely, for he didn't need to act. Someone else would handle making them regret it. Zhǔn Dì-level? They weren't the only ones.

Sure enough, as the silver-robed Zhǔn Dì charged in, a massive palm met him head-on—a perfect Dà Luó Bēi Shǒu. The arrogant attacker collided solidly.

But that was just the beginning. After the palm came a finger beam and a sword light. The finger beam pulverized everything in its path, piercing a bloody hole in his chest, while the sword light was even more devastating, nearly splitting him in two. Qiong Qi blood splattered across the stars.

The golden-robed Zhǔn Dì fared no better, enduring the same barrage. He was sent flying even farther than the silver-robed one, his posture radiating sheer dominance.

All of this unfolded in a flash. The two Qiong Qi Zhǔn Dì were nearly obliterated by the triple strike.

The attackers were Chǔ Jiāng Wáng, Sòng Dì Wáng, and Tài Shān Wáng. The three Yán Luó's coordination was flawless—if this were an ordinary Zhǔn Dì, he'd already be on his way to the Huáng Quán.

"More Zhǔn Dì." The golden-robed Zhǔn Dì's expression had changed completely.

"How is this possible?" The silver-robed Zhǔn Dì finally steadied himself, his face twisted with a mix of ferocity and wariness. First, he feared their lineup—four Zhǔn Dì-level opponents, outnumbering them utterly. Second, he was shocked by Ye Chen's methods. In mere moments, a mere Shèng had summoned four Zhǔn Dì from nowhere.

"Where did these Zhǔn Dì come from—four of them, no less?" The Qiong Qi's faces turned pale, caught completely off guard.

"What's happening?" In the jade carriage, even Qiong Qi Jiǔ Huángzǐ lost his composure, his purple eyes bloodshot as he gritted his teeth. Like the two Zhǔn Dì, he was baffled, now understanding why the Hóng Huāng great clans had been slaughtered so mercilessly—it must involve these four Zhǔn Dì.

"Your two Zhǔn Dì against our four—still two against one. No problem there." Qín Guǎng Wáng stroked his beard meaningfully.

"Who are you people?" The golden-robed Zhǔn Dì regrouped with the silver-robed one, glaring at the four Yán Luó, his old eyes blood-red.

"Let me put it this way—if you end up in the Dì Fǔ, you'll be under my jurisdiction." Qín Guǎng Wáng chuckled, cracking his neck. "So, you'd better hope you die completely and never go to the Dì Fǔ. Otherwise, the consequences will be severe."

"What nonsense." The golden-robed Zhǔn Dì thundered. "It seems the heavens and Hóng Huāng are truly headed for war again."

"You're the ones who first tore up the truce agreement." Ye Chen rebuked sharply, his words resolute. "Massacring cultivators from the heavens—aren't you forcing us to go to war?"

"Very well, excellent. In that case..." The silver-robed Zhǔn Dì laughed ferociously, but before he could finish, the four Yán Luó charged, yelling right in his face, "Very well, my ass! If you're going to fight, then fight—stop with the nonsense. We're wiping you out, no questions asked."

"Quickly, protect Jiǔ Huángzǐ and get him out of here!" The silver-robed Zhǔn Dì howled, his face flushing purple with rage. As a Zhǔn Dì, when had he ever been insulted like this? The four Yán Luó had ignited his fury to the extreme.

"Then let war begin." The golden-robed Zhǔn Dì roared, joining forces with the silver-robed one to launch a joint assault, buying time for Qiong Qi Jiǔ Huángzǐ's retreat. As long as he escaped, everything else could be dealt with.