Chapter 1790

"Serves you right." Seeing Teng She Quasi-Emperor spitting blood, the previously defeated Tao Wu Quasi-Emperor couldn't help but grin maliciously and shout.

Earlier, when Lao Zi summoned you all, not a single one came to help, and our clan's prince was beaten half to death and then captured.

Now, your clan's prince has been beaten half to death, and you're calling on Lao Zi for aid. How thick is your face? This is exactly what you deserve.

It lets you experience that feeling of watching your prince get beaten and sealed, powerless to do anything about it.

"Tao Wu." Already furious, upon hearing Tao Wu Quasi-Emperor's malicious laugh, Teng She Quasi-Emperor exploded on the spot, his killing intent surging.

"What can you do to me?" Tao Wu Quasi-Emperor cursed loudly, his words unfiltered, and the more he cursed, the more this guy laughed heartily.

"This is getting entertaining." Watching the two clans' Quasi-Emperors bicker, the cultivators from all sides felt quite pleased and enjoyed the spectacle.

"The more chaos in the Honghuang, the better, with them checking each other—we in the Zhutian can defeat them one by one." Someone murmured thoughtfully.

"What intrigues me more is the identity of that masked youth. He's defeated the princes of two clans in a row, so his background must be far from ordinary." Many more turned their gaze to the battle platform, fixing their eyes on Ye Chen.

"What kind of secret technique is this? So mysterious that even the Tian Yan can't see through it." Chi Yang Zi looked again and again, muttering to himself.

"Don't you think he resembles Chen Ye now? Both are using secret techniques to conceal their origins." Jiu Xiao Zhenren said.

"Don't joke around. With the Emperor Dao's absolute kill, Chen Ye is surely dead." The old man Quasi-Emperor stroked his beard. "You're probably overthinking it."

Listening to the discussions among the elders, Xiao Yuan Huang and Long Jie exchanged smiles, but each kept their lips sealed.

Ye Chen wasn't revealing his true identity for his own reasons, and they all understood that, so they didn't expose it.

"Is your crush still alive? Aren't you happy?" Xiao Jiu Xian poked Bei Sheng with her little hand, her big eyes blinking playfully.

"What crush?" Bei Sheng panicked for a moment, but the flush on her cheeks came wave after wave.

"Be bold in love and hate—what's there to be shy about?" The Ling Clan Shen Nv chuckled, and as she spoke, she naturally linked arms with Long Jie.

At this, the Wu Clan Shen Zi's face darkened, and the Gu Clan Shen Nv puffed out her cheeks in annoyance.

Too bad the Man Clan Shen Zi is already dead; otherwise, his temper would have flared up again. Once a string of them, now one is missing.

"I still can't figure out how Ye Chen survived." Nan Di sighed. "His life star really did fall!"

"He's who he is—the undefeated Sheng Ti, my sworn brother. How could he die just like that? Lao Qi has plenty of ways to save his skin." Xiao Yuan Huang said, popping another pill into his mouth.

"We're all so far behind him. Even though we're in the same realm, we're not even in the same league anymore." Zhong Huang shook his head with a smile.

No one refuted this. Not to mention Ye Chen's combat power, just his achievements alone—forget the young prodigies, even the older generation's supreme powerhouses can't compare.

The myth of slaying two emperors in one lifetime is destined to become a legend of an era, passed down as an immortal story.

On the platform, Ye Chen had already dazed Teng She Jiu Huang Zi, pulling out his life essence soul and stuffing it into the bronze furnace.

"Don't move, let me handle this." Before Kui Niu could strike, Li Changsheng lunged forward, kicking wildly while cursing, "That'll teach you to show off."

"This guy has potential." Kui Niu watched with a meaningful expression, truly impressed by his opportunism.

Compared to these two, Ren Xi Zun was much more composed, standing quietly and gazing at the outside world, his smile full of world-weariness.

"Who else?" Ye Chen turned his head, looking toward the princes of the Honghuang great clans, his divine eyes dazzling with a gaze that overlooked all under heaven. In same-level battles, he had never been defeated, and even without Quasi-Emperor weapons, he still towered above the rest.

On the other side, one person stood up, his silver robes fluttering, exuding thick Honghuang aura, his eyes deeper than the stars.

He was the Qiong Qi clan's Jiu Huang Zi—or rather, Ba Huang Zi, since his ninth brother had already been captured by Ye Chen.

One was a ninth prince, the other an eighth; the gap was significant. This guy's Qi and blood were even stronger than Ye Chen's, with hidden divine treasures containing ancient and mysterious power. If you listened carefully, you could hear the sound of the Dao.

"This one actually has some skill." Ye Chen murmured, his expression not changing much—that was absolute confidence.

"Defeating Tao Wu and Teng She in a row with such power, you must be no ordinary figure." Qiong Qi Ba Huang Zi sneered, his lips curling slightly, not even bothering to look straight at Ye Chen—his eyes were slanted.

"A name's just a label. If you want, you can call me bro, uncle, or boss. Naturally, if you insist on calling me grandpa, I won't object." Ye Chen shrugged.

"This king wants to see if you'll still be so sharp-tongued after I suppress you." Qiong Qi Ba Huang Zi grinned viciously, stepping forward and shattering the platform with one foot, sweeping out a palm.

"Suppress me? You're thinking too much." Ye Chen clenched his golden fist, merging various secret techniques to evolve the universe, create yin and yang, and form chaos. His punch was simple yet overwhelmingly dominant, piercing through space, and his strike was even more aggressive than Qiong Qi's.

Their fist and palm collided, space exploded, and blood splattered—some purple, some golden, all strikingly vivid.

Looking at the two, Qiong Qi staggered back, his palm's flesh mangled, fist bones shattered, and blood flowing.

In contrast, Ye Chen's golden fist had also cracked, blood dripping. In terms of physical strength, Qiong Qi absolutely crushed the Sheng Ti, and in bloodline level, Qiong Qi suppressed it too.

"Very good." Qiong Qi Ba Huang Zi Yin laughed, raising his hand to lick the blood on his palm, his smile sinister and terrifying.

His recovery ability was extraordinarily dominant; in just an instant, his wounds healed, with strands of blood flowing back into his body.

Only after facing Ye Chen directly did he realize how powerful Ye Chen was, but the stronger it was, the more excited he became, his eyes gleaming. Defeating someone too easily would be boring.

"I wonder if anyone's ever told you that your laugh is really disgusting." Ye Chen clicked his tongue, forming seals and launching a fierce attack.

"You'll die a horrible death." Qiong Qi Ba Huang Zi scoffed, his form like a ghost as he charged head-on. At his brow, a third eye opened, flickering with mesmerizing light full of demonic power. Meeting its gaze directly would make one's mind blur.

But that was for ordinary people. For someone like Ye Chen with the Lunhui Eye, such pupil techniques could be completely ignored.

What truly made him wary was the legendary Hunlun Eye, but unfortunately, Qiong Qi Ba Huang Zi's wasn't that.

Yet Qiong Qi Ba Huang Zi was full of confidence! He believed Ye Chen's mind was disrupted by his third eye, so he instantly closed in behind Ye Chen, his hand like a divine blade covered in icy cold light and inscribed patterns, aiming to split Ye Chen in half with one strike.

"Who gave you that confidence?" Ye Chen was even faster. Before Qiong Qi's blade could fall, he vanished in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Qiong Qi, raising his hand like a blade shimmering with golden light, utterly dominant.

Qiong Qi's expression changed, full of shock. He hadn't expected Ye Chen to ignore his third pupil and evade the kill, only to instantly circle behind him.

In his panic, he fled immediately; otherwise, he'd suffer greatly.

But the problem was, he couldn't escape. Ye Chen's blade had already fallen, breaking through his physical body and severing his spine.

Blood sprayed, and bloodied bones flew—strikingly vivid.

Everything happened in a flash; one kill attempt succeeded, only to be countered by Ye Chen, dealing a heavy blow.

It was lucky he was Qiong Qi, with a domineering physical body that could withstand a lot. If it were another race, they'd have been split in two by Ye Chen.

Even so, he was miserably wounded, crashing onto the platform in a perfect spread-eagle position.

"Bones are tough, all right." Ye Chen sighed, smacking his lips in amazement.

"You should die." Qiong Qi Ba Huang Zi roared in anger, suddenly rising, but before he could stand, Ye Chen stomped down with a foot as heavy as a mountain—absolutely forceful.

Qiong Qi Ba Huang Zi was embarrassed; he was stomped back onto the platform, his newly mended spine crushed again by Ye Chen.

This stomp made the watching young cultivators' hearts tremble. Even Qiong Qi's spine could be snapped—imagine how heavy that was. If it were them, they'd be reduced to bloody pulp.

The older generations felt a chill in their hearts too. In same-level combat, being able to snap Qiong Qi's spine with one foot was rare indeed.

Compared to them, the Qiong Qi clan's Quasi-Emperors looked even worse, their faces ferocious. Their clan's prince being stepped on like this was a massive humiliation.

But they didn't intervene, because Qiong Qi Huang Zi wouldn't lose so easily; he still had a chance to counterattack.

Sure enough, roars echoed from the platform as Qiong Qi Ba Huang Zi transformed into his true form, forcibly withstanding Ye Chen's foot.

His size was enormous, like a mountain peak, with eyes like massive wine vats flashing with savage, bloodthirsty light.

"This build is impressively imposing." Ye Chen couldn't help but look up; in front of Qiong Qi's true form, he was like a tiny ant.

"I'll gnaw your bones and drink your blood." Qiong Qi Ba Huang Zi roared, shaking the heavens, his eyes shooting out domineering thunderbolts.

This was a great divine ability that ignored the physical body and attacked the Yuan Shen directly. The Qiong Qi clan was renowned for their physical dominance among the Honghuang races, and their Yuan Shen attacks were also at the peak.

"The power's decent, but the speed's lacking." Ye Chen stepped with the Seven Stars Tai Xu Step, darting through the nine heavens and dodging the thunderbolts.

What's the use of a strong attack if it doesn't hit? No matter how powerful, it's just for show, exhausting effort and creating openings.

And that opening could be fatal. Ye Chen dodged the thunderbolts in an instant and closed in on Qiong Qi.

His Bahuang Fist was clenched, a punch that could shatter mountains, returning to pure simplicity as it targeted Qiong Qi's massive eye.

More blood gushed from Qiong Qi's eye; one huge pupil was blasted into a bloody hole by Ye Chen's fist.

Screams rang out as Qiong Qi staggered, retreating step by step, with one of his two eyes now destroyed by Ye Chen.

"Come on, make it a pair." Ye Chen was quite considerate, shifting in one step for a second punch, even stronger, turning Qiong Qi's other eye red too.

Blood sprayed again, followed by howls of pain. In agony, he reverted to human form, flipping sideways with both eyes now sockets.

"Lao Qi, why are you just messing around? Finish it quick!" Kui Niu watched with a pounding heart, jumping up and down in the furnace.

He knew Ye Chen's power best; for someone like Qiong Qi Ba Huang Zi, a few big moves could end it, and he'd lose if the guy could still stand.

But Ye Chen was holding back from the start, not using any killing blows, as if deliberately going easy.

"Don't rush. Once my Da Chu reinforcements arrive, we'll make them howl like ghosts and wolves." Ye Chen smiled and charged straight at Qiong Qi.