Chapter 1772: Turning the Tables

"Scoundrel!" Ye Chen roared, his voice shaking the eight wastelands. He gripped the universe and manifested all the Dao laws. Dozens of Sheng Wang figures swept across the heavens.

The scene was heart-stirring, with strands of radiant light cascading from the sky, mingled with crimson blood aura, staining the vast cosmos.

A blood-soaked war god, enveloped in overwhelming killing intent, slaughtered the Jin Ni forces, making ghosts wail and wolves howl, leaving bodies bloody and mangled.

"Excellent!" Watching the sky filled with blood mist, the human cultivators couldn't help but cheer. Their shouts surged like tidal waves, shaking the earth. It wasn't just the younger generation; even the older cultivators were thrilled.

"Impossible, this is impossible!" Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi continued to retreat, his face full of terror, stumbling backward.

As he retreated, he suddenly turned and fled. Ye Chen's strength far exceeded his expectations. If he didn't run now, he would surely be destroyed.

"Where do you think you're going?" Ye Chen snorted coldly and chased after him, his sword slashing out a galaxy that cleaved through the blood-red world.

Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi was hit, sent flying with fresh blood splattering across the sky, every drop glaringly vivid.

Surprisingly, the wretch wasn't slain by a single strike. After steadying himself, he continued to flee desperately.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, fixing his gaze on Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi. His sword strike was incredibly dominant, powerful enough to gravely wound a Da Sheng from the Jin Ni clan, yet it failed to kill Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi.

With his Lunhui Eye, he saw through the truth—it was because of the protective Xian Guang on Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi, laid by a Zhun Di.

That previous strike had ninety percent of its power blocked by the protective Xian Guang. Otherwise, Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi would have been dead.

"Prince, escape quickly!" In a momentary daze, a Jin Ni Da Sheng charged in, using a forbidden secret technique, showing absolute loyalty as he tried to buy precious time for Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi.

"He won't get away!" Ye Chen shouted coldly, taking a step that shrank the distance between them, dodging the fatal attack and continuing his pursuit of the Jin Ni prince.

Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi's expression was one of sheer fear. He dared not stop and summoned a transmission array platform, hoping to escape with it.

Ye Chen's divine eyes were sharp. Even though Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi had entered the transmission channel, he couldn't escape the scrutiny of Ye Chen's Six Paths Lunhui Eye. Ye Chen could pinpoint his exact location precisely.

Since he had located him, how could he let him escape? Ye Chen slashed his sword through the blue sky, splitting the channel open and forcing the wretch out.

"Save me, ancestor, save me!" Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi roared hoarsely, not hesitating to burn his lifespan to boost his speed.

"No one can save you." Ye Chen's eyes flashed with cold light, his killing intent soaring to the heavens as he chased relentlessly, causing the sky to rumble under his pressure.

"Save the prince!" Behind him, the Jin Ni clan experts swarmed like a tidal wave, chasing after Ye Chen as he pursued.

"Follow them!" The human cultivators weren't idle either, surging forward like a tide, each holding a memory crystal stone, eager to witness Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi's miserable death and record it for later viewing.

The chase turned the dark night into a spectacle of chaos.

More people gathered, and upon seeing the scene, they scratched their heads in confusion. "Who is that one wearing the mask? How dare he so brazenly hunt down the Jin Ni prince alone?"

"Who else could be this bold? It has to be Chen Ye."

"Chen Ye has landed?" Everyone who heard this was stunned.

"Impressive! The Hong Huang six clans are guarding the Xuan Huang coast, and he still managed to sneak in." Sighs of admiration and astonishment rose immediately.

News of Chen Ye's landing spread across all directions in an instant.

The Hong Huang six clans were first stunned, then erupted in collective fury. They had guarded so tightly, yet the intruder had already come ashore, unbeknownst to them.

It was a blatant slap in the face. They had even summoned Di Bing but still failed to stop him, leaving the Hong Huang clans utterly humiliated once again.

"Kill!" The Qiong Qi Zhun Di roared in anger, leading the charge with an extreme Dao Di Qi in hand, heading straight for the heart of Xi Mo.

"Kill!" The other five clans bellowed furiously, their eyes blood-red and faces twisted like demons.

The six clans advanced in a massive formation, with six Di Bing shaking the universe. Wherever they passed, mountains collapsed one after another.

Not only them, but from Xuan Huang's Bei Yue, Nan Yu, and Zhong Zhou, more Hong Huang clan members surged in like tides, flooding into Xi Mo.

Looking down from above, it was like several rolling oceans—some riding clouds, some on flying swords, some driving war chariots, blanketing the sky and covering the earth.

The rolling killing intent made Xi Mo tremble and buzz.

This wasn't a war, but it was more intense than one. The scale was unprecedented, shocking the four seas and eight wastelands.

In the copper furnace, Xi Zun awoke, with fresh blood still dripping from his mouth.

His complexion was much rosier now, his breathing steady, his heart meridians reconnected, and his fading life fire reignited.

All of this was thanks to Kui Niu and Li Changsheng. While Ye Chen was in battle, the two had gathered the vast Yuan Qi from the Hong Huang clan members and poured it into Xi Zun's body, also rebuilding his Dao roots, making his foundation even more solid.

"Where is this?" Xi Zun spoke, his voice hoarse and weary, his beard unkempt and his eyes dim.

"We're inside a magical artifact," Kui Niu said, handing him a wine flask.

"You're Kui Niu?" Xi Zun was startled, his expression full of surprise. As fellow Tianjiao from Xuan Huang, how could he not recognize Kui Niu?

In fact, the two had some grudges; they had fought more than once, but it was all minor scuffles that led to mutual understanding.

However, Kui Niu should have died long ago, slain by the Tuo Wu Jiu Huangzi—Xi Zun had witnessed it with his own eyes.

Yet now, seeing the living Kui Niu before him, how could he not be shocked? It all felt unreal.

"I'm still alive. Surprised?" Kui Niu grinned.

"Very surprised." Xi Zun was dazed, his mind spinning. With his wisdom, his thoughts had turned into a muddled mess.

"There's even more to surprise you." Kui Niu pointed toward the outside of the copper furnace.

Xi Zun followed his gaze and immediately spotted Ye Chen, sword in hand, pursuing and slaughtering Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi.

He remembered it was that masked youth who had charged onto the stone platform and severed the chains binding him.

But he was puzzled; in his memory, there was no such person. Helplessly, he turned to Kui Niu. "Who is he?"

"Chen Ye," Kui Niu shrugged, taking a swig of wine.

"He's Chen Ye?" Xi Zun was astonished. In recent times, no one was more renowned than Chen Ye, who specialized in targeting the great Hong Huang clans, killing his way from the starry skies to the star seas. Even when the Hong Huang six clans surrounded him with massive forces, he left them in disarray and retreat.

"Or perhaps, you could call him by his other name."

"Other name?" Xi Zun paused for a moment, and in the next instant, his dim eyes burst with brilliant divine light. He stared intently at Kui Niu, as if seeking confirmation. After all, if Chen Ye's name was reversed, it would be Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen has returned," Kui Niu said with a smile.

At those words, Xi Zun's divine sea rumbled. He opened his mouth but couldn't speak for a long time, his expression shifting from stunned to wondrous, then to utter disbelief.

As Xi Zun was reeling in shock, a massive mountain collapsed in the outside world.

Amid the flying debris, Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi plummeted from the sky, crashing into the ground and forming a deep crater, his body a bloody pulp.

"Run, keep running?" Ye Chen stepped forward in an instant, manifesting a golden hand that descended and suppressed him on the spot.

"The Jin Ni clan won't let you go!" Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi howled, his hair disheveled like a mad dog, roaring wildly with bloodshot eyes glowing red.

Ye Chen said nothing, his pair of dazzling golden eyes scanning the surroundings, detecting the Hong Huang aura closing in from all directions.

Clearly, the great Hong Huang clans were surrounding him from every side, with more than one Di Bing among them—their forces were extraordinarily vast.

"A wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him."

"You're really thinking highly of me." Ye Chen sneered, seized Jin Ni Jiu Huangzi, took a step, and vanished without a trace.

Half an hour after he left, the Hong Huang clans arrived.

Their formation was indeed immense, covering tens of thousands of li of land and sky, with Hong Huang aura roiling.

"Damn it!" Unable to catch Ye Chen, the Hong Huang forces raged.

"Search for me, search every inch!" The Qiong Qi Zhun Di thundered, his anger bordering on madness.

With that order, centered on that patch of land, the Hong Huang clans spread out in all directions, truly searching inch by inch.

By then, Ye Chen had already found a remote mountain forest, using Hua Yu Wei Chen to create a hidden dust space.

Kui Niu and Li Changsheng were fine, just wandering around the large iron cauldron, stewing meat soup—Jin Ni clan meat soup, to be precise.

As for Xi Zun, he looked at Ye Chen with an incredibly complex expression.

In the past, Ye Chen had grudges with the Fo clan, leading to him being suppressed under Wu Zhi Shan. Later, Da Chu unsealed him, and Ling Shan was destroyed.

In just two years, so many changes had occurred, evoking endless sighs.

Ye Chen smiled and handed over a wine flask. The causes and effects, grudges and grievances, had long since faded like passing clouds in the river of time.

Xi Zun gave a self-mocking smile and quietly drank the strong liquor.

He couldn't help but wonder what kind of mindset Shi Jia would have if he were still alive—that the Fo clan's inheritance was saved by Ye Chen of all people.

"If you have nowhere to go, come with me back to Da Chu Zhu Tian Men."

"I'll go. I definitely will. I want to see just what kind of land could forge a supreme war god like you."