Chapter 1799

At Ye Chen's words, the scene erupted into chaos. The expressions of the cultivators from the Zhutian realm shifted dramatically, a mix of confusion, shock, and various other emotions playing across their faces.

"He can't possibly be the deceased Chen Ye. How is that even feasible?"

"How did he evade the absolute kill of eight supreme emperor weapons?"

Murmurs rose like waves, merging into a roaring tide that grew louder with each swell, leaving countless cultivators dizzy and overwhelmed.

Chen Ye had been the hottest topic in recent times.

In the starry skies, armed only with quasi-emperor weapons, he had boldly waged war against Honghuang, leaving fields of corpses and rivers of blood in his wake.

In the star seas, he had routed the Honghuang forces, staining the stars with blood and sinking countless Honghuang warships into the depths.

In the Western Desert, his actions were even more explosive—he had incited an internal war among the eight clans, triggering the eight emperors' heavenly tribulations and sending the Honghuang forces scattering in panic.

Each of these feats was nothing short of defying the heavens.

Yet, that legendary genius had perished under the emperor weapons, and every recollection of it evoked sighs of regret.

But now, they were told that Chen Ye was still alive. How could they not be shocked? The news hit like a thunderbolt, completely unexpected.

"No wonder, no wonder he seemed so familiar. It's Chen Ye after all." Chi Yang Zi sighed, his mind buzzing. "Escaping eight supreme emperor weapons' kill—impressive!"

"Since he's Chen Ye, he has every right to look down on Honghuang. He slaughtered their eight emperors—who would dare underestimate him?"

"What a surprise." Jiang Tai Xu and Mo Yuan chuckled and shook their heads, their usually calm hearts stirred by massive waves.

"The current him reminds me of another person." Feng Huang smiled with a complex expression, noting how much Chen Ye resembled Ye Chen.

"This is about to get lively." Di Zi Tian Shuo laughed, glancing over at the Honghuang side as he spoke.

"It'll get even livelier soon." Xiao Lu pulled out a flask of wine and twisted his neck vigorously, as if warming up for a fight.

"Xian Mu, weren't you surprised?" Xiao Jiu Xian blinked her big eyes and giggled, like a playful sprite.

"Surprised, indeed." Yao Chi Xian Mu laughed lightly, eyeing Xiao Jiu Xian with interest. "It seems you knew all along, girl."

"A secret." Xiao Jiu Xian grinned and pulled out a pack of candies, which tasted delicious. She even popped one into Chen Yi's mouth, making Tian Shuo and Xiao Lu eye it enviously.

Jiu Xiao Zhen Ren arrived again, grabbing her and dragging her away. This time, he had to keep a close watch—let her out of sight for a moment, and she'd vanish once more.

"You damned old dog, Yan Tian!" Xiao Yuan Huang and his group were already cursing, their faces ice-cold.

If not for Yan Tian, Ye Chen wouldn't have been exposed so quickly.

His single remark had thrust Ye Chen into the storm's eye, surely prompting the Honghuang clans to unite against him.

Yan Tian was from Honghuang, so that was one thing, but he was actually from Zhutian, and here he was, betraying a Zhutian prodigy.

"Despicable!" The younger generation fumed with hatred, while the elders seethed with anger, itching to charge over and beat him to death.

"He deserves it even more." Yan Tian sneered wickedly, clearly delighted. All he wanted was for Ye Chen to die—nothing else mattered.

"Let's take that guy out!" An elderly quasi-emperor grumbled.

"Sounds solid." Jiu Chen drew out a rusty iron sword, huffed on it, and wiped it vigorously with his sleeve, drawing curious glances from Jiang Tai Xu and the others. It was an emperor weapon.

"Chen Ye—he's actually still alive." The shock from below continued to spread, growing louder by the moment.

"Good, very good. You escaped us once before, but today, we will execute you." In contrast to the Zhutian cultivators, the Honghuang clan members grinned menacingly, like a pack of vicious ghosts, sinister and terrifying.

With Ye Chen's identity revealed, they united seamlessly. Dozens of immortal lights shot straight into the sky, each one a supreme emperor weapon. Strands of ultimate emperor aura spread across the four seas and eight wastelands, making the heavens rumble and various destructive visions intertwine, painting a scene of terror.

The once clear sky turned dark and lightless, with rolling Honghuang qi blotting out all brightness in the world.

"Damned bastards!" Sheng Yuan Huang roared in fury, suddenly standing in the void and activating his supreme emperor weapon, unleashing its ultimate emperor aura.

"Damned bastards!" Xuan Wu Huang and Kui Niu Huang both snorted coldly, joining forces as their respective supreme emperor weapons gathered together.

Zhutian's quasi-emperors, such as Dong Hua Qi Zi, Tun Tian Mo Zun, Feng Huang, Jiu Xiao Zhen Ren, and Yao Chi Xian Mu, all ascended to the heavens, stabilizing the world's order.

However, Honghuang's lineup was overwhelming—dozens of supreme emperor artifacts, with their numbers of experts and weapons triple that of Zhutian. Zhutian's momentum was instantly suppressed.

"We're completely outmatched!" A white-robed elder from the Seven-Colored Feng Huang clan frowned. "Honghuang's forces are far too massive."

"Uncle, he saved my life. You have to help him." Tian Zhi tugged at the white-robed elder's sleeve, her eyes full of hope.

"Let's see how it plays out first." The white-robed elder took a deep breath. "Our clan has always remained neutral. Getting involved would mean all-out war."

"By rights, they should be here by now." Figures like Tian Shuo from the emperor lineages were all gazing at the sky, as if waiting for someone. Even Jiu Chen was craning his neck to look. While Ye Chen waited for reinforcements from Da Chu, they were doing the same.

The heavens rumbled, and forces of annihilation rampaged wildly. Zhutian and Honghuang stood in opposition, with dozens of emperor weapons shining like suns. The ultimate pressure caused the world to collapse, and those with weaker cultivation were already spitting blood, unable to stand steady.

The atmosphere was tense, ready to explode at any command, potentially igniting war across the myriad domains of Zhutian.

"You're not letting up until I'm dead, huh?" Ye Chen glanced at the vast sky, filled with figures that blanketed the dome.

"Today, you will not escape execution." A Honghuang quasi-emperor thundered, his voice booming like thunder across Zhutian, cold and authoritative. The emperor weapons in the sky had already sealed off the heavens and earth.

"In the Western Desert, you said the same thing." Ye Chen picked at his ear and casually flicked away the wax, facing the united Honghuang clans as if it were nothing.

"Then we'll kill you." The Qiong Qi quasi-emperor raged, activating his emperor weapon and locking onto Ye Chen, ready to unleash its immortal light.

But at that very moment, a thunderous boom echoed.

A massive hole tore open in the sky, and a beam of immortal light shot out from within. Upon closer inspection, it was a massive cauldron, ancient and sturdy, naturally formed, encircled by golden characters that arranged themselves spontaneously. Faintly, one could hear the intertwining heavenly sounds of the great dao, profound and extraordinary.

That cauldron was none other than Ye Chen's life-bound artifact—the Hun Dun Ding. It had flown from Mount Heng, crossing the starry skies to reach Xuan Huang.

Under the watchful eyes of all, the Hun Dun Ding hovered before Ye Chen, trembling with a loud hum, as if excited, weeping, or aggrieved. Like a child returning home, it had been separated for nearly three years and was now back with its master.

"I've kept you waiting." Ye Chen raised his hand and gently stroked it, smiling with a touch of weariness. It was a reunion across past and present lives, and the arrival of the Hun Dun Ding filled him with warmth.

"Da Luo Shen Tie." At the sight of the Hun Dun Ding, the Honghuang clan's eyes lit up with greed. Even the least discerning could see its extraordinary nature—it was forged from Da Luo Shen Tie, an priceless treasure that even great emperors might not find, let alone an entire cauldron of it.

Beyond that, the golden ancient characters etched upon it were the Dun Jia heavenly characters, linked to the Dun Jia heavenly book, equally priceless and remarkable.

"Is that the Hun Dun Ding?" Chi Yang Zi gaped, his expression somewhat stunned. "Ye Chen's life-bound artifact?"

"Why is Ye Chen's life-bound weapon so intimately connected to Chen Ye?" The elderly quasi-emperor marveled. "This is truly novel."

"Has it acknowledged Chen Ye as its master? When did that happen?"

"It's not that it acknowledged him as master—he is its master to begin with." Jiang Tai Xu took a deep breath and smiled.

"What do you mean?" Chi Yang Zi turned back, looking puzzled, and everyone who heard it tilted their heads toward Jiang Tai Xu.

"Chen Ye, reversed." Jiang Tai Xu didn't speak, but Mo Yuan chuckled meaningfully, as if he had glimpsed the truth from the Hun Dun Ding's reaction.

"Reversed?" Upon hearing this, the crowd all raised their eyebrows.