Chapter 1858: You Two Go, I'll Rest for a While

With a thunderous boom, another clash of Di Bing shook the star domain, shattering the starry sky and reducing the stars to ash once more.

Mu Yang retreated, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his brows furrowed tightly. Li Fengqiu, in a state of fire deviation, was frighteningly powerful.

Li Fengqiu’s eyes were blood-red, surging with violent power as he attacked, his gaze filled with pure killing intent, determined to annihilate Mu Yang.

“Three days have passed, it’s time to wake up.”

Mu Yang cursed loudly, thoroughly vexed by the fire-deviated Li Fengqiu.

In response to his outburst, Li Fengqiu said nothing, only unleashing world-shaking assaults. He wielded the Tian Que Di Wang Yin, pressing it down from the sky like an eight-thousand-li mountain range, unimaginably heavy.

“You’re really getting into it.”

Mu Yang swung his sword, enhanced with secret techniques, slicing out a river of immortals to clash directly with the Tian Que Di Wang Yin.

A clang of metal erupted, the Di Bing’s confrontation devastating the heavens and earth. Mu Yang, who had just charged forward, was forced back by the shock.

Li Fengqiu remained silent, his mind in chaos, overshadowed by killing intent that eclipsed the wisdom befitting an emperor’s son. Every move he made was a supreme technique of slaughter.

Mu Yang was outmatched again, coughing up blood as he continued to retreat.

Li Fengqiu showed no mercy in his strikes. Even with Di Bing protecting him, Mu Yang was left utterly frustrated—the power was just too overwhelming.

“This rage is even greater than in the past.”

Ji Ningshuang frowned. “Li Fengqiu’s condition is quite peculiar.”

“It seems his tribulation was incomplete, leaving residual power from before the tribulation rampaging in his body.”

Ye Chen pondered, having activated his Six Paths Reincarnation Eye, which allowed him to see more clearly.

“You two, if you’re just going to stand there, at least help out!”

As they spoke, Mu Yang shouted, seemingly spotting Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang, and recognizing them both.

Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang coughed awkwardly and drew their Di Bing.

They hadn’t planned to intervene, but since he was a son of the great emperor, it was probably best to step in—and they had to.

If Li Fengqiu went berserk and started a massacre in the starry sky, who knew how many innocent lives would be lost.

“You two go up, I’ll rest for a while.”

As Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang charged forward, Mu Yang pulled back, flask in hand, gulping down wine greedily. He was genuinely exhausted.

After downing the flask, he stood there, brushing off dust and yawning, with no intention of rejoining the fight.

“Once we deal with Li Fengqiu, let’s give that guy a beating too.”

Ye Chen glanced over, feeling like they’d been tricked by Mu Yang. It was your fight, but you lured us in and then sidestepped it. Great, now we’re just spectators.

But Li Fengqiu was more straightforward—he ignored Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang entirely and went straight for Mu Yang, swinging a devastating strike.

“What did I ever do to you?”

Mu Yang yelled and turned to flee. Under normal conditions, he could have a proper fight with Li Fengqiu, but in this rampaging state, fire deviation wasn’t the issue—it was just too ferocious.

There was no denying it; as the son of the Zhu Tian Great Emperor, Li Fengqiu’s escape techniques were impressively dominant and flashy.

Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang exchanged glances, their expressions oddly amused.

Other people in fire deviation would kill anyone in sight, but Li Fengqiu was different—he had his eyes set only on Zhu Tian’s son.

This turn of events left the two of them feeling awkward. Were we too weak to catch his attention?

Were we really that weak? Their expressions grew even more awkward.

One was an immortal body, the other a sacred body; even the bloodline limit state of the Teng She had been destroyed, yet they were being completely overlooked.

“What’s going on? Come help!”

From another part of the starry sky, Mu Yang’s hoarse cry echoed—he’d been beaten by Li Fengqiu again.

Though reluctant, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang went anyway. With two emperor’s sons wielding Di Bing, the battle scale was too vast and could harm innocent lives.

Of course, they weren’t fools and had noticed the situation.

Li Fengqiu only attacked Mu Yang, which proved everything. The problem had to be with Mu Yang; otherwise, why ignore them and target him alone?

As they spoke, the two caught up and swung their emperor swords in unison, enhanced with secret techniques, forcing Li Fengqiu back.

Mu Yang, being sensible and aware that Li Fengqiu only went after him, turned and fled, drawing the battle toward a desolate star domain.

This way, no innocent lives would be affected.

Sure enough, Li Fengqiu pursued him relentlessly, the Tian Que Di Wang Yin hovering above his head as he chased and struck all the way.

Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang followed, their expressions growing stranger by the moment. They strongly suspected Mu Yang had provoked Li Fengqiu.

In the desolate starry sky, Mu Yang stopped, and Li Fengqiu arrived shortly after, wordlessly launching a palm strike.

Mu Yang countered with his own palm, infused with emperor’s might and evolved Dao laws, runes flowing between his fingers as he clashed with Li Fengqiu across the void.

In that exchange, Li Fengqiu stood firm, while Mu Yang staggered backward. The current Li Fengqiu was even more violent than before.

Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang arrived then, their Di Bing crossing the heavens, weaving ultimate Dao laws and unleashing emperor’s might together, forming a sealing cage that pressed down on Li Fengqiu.

Li Fengqiu stumbled under the pressure, but only for a moment. The power within him surged wildly, breaking through the Di Bing cage and sending Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang reeling back.

“This strong?”

Ye Chen clicked his tongue, his arm aching. “Without unleashing the Great Reincarnation Heavenly Burial, we really can’t suppress him.”

“He was at the peak of quasi-emperor before the tribulation; his foundation is too profound.”

Ji Ningshuang steadied herself, her face pale from the shock.

“Quick, seal him—the power from before the tribulation is reviving.”

Mu Yang shouted, showing uncharacteristic bravery as he charged first, summoning the Zhu Tian Immortal Sword.

Seeing this, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang activated their Di Bing again.

Three Di Bing hovered in the air, like three blazing suns, dazzling and radiant, with immortal emperor light radiating everywhere. The ultimate emperor’s might intertwined once more, condensing a second cage that descended from above.

This time, Li Fengqiu was confined. No matter how fiercely his power raged, it couldn’t withstand the suppression of the three ultimate Di Bing.

Yet his eyes remained blood-red, his expression twisted in agony.

Clearly, on a subconscious level, he was fighting against the force disrupting his mind, but he struggled to suppress it.

“Seal.”

Ye Chen and the others each employed sealing techniques, locking down Li Fengqiu’s primordial spirit, finally stabilizing him. He stood like a stone statue, imprisoned in the starry sky.

With the emperor’s son sealed, the light of the Tian Que Di Wang Yin dimmed, and the rumbling starry sky fell into silence, free of chaos.

Ye Chen stepped forward, using his Reincarnation Eye to peer beyond the surface and examine Li Fengqiu’s origin. It was indeed vast as an ocean, containing endless Dao insights and the sounds of the great Dao.

The bloodline of an emperor’s son stirred even the sacred blood. Though he knew it was an immortal body, he couldn’t identify its type—it was incredibly domineering.

Just as Ji Ningshuang had said, Li Fengqiu’s tribulation was incomplete due to some mishap, leaving behind residual power from before. Though merely a trace, it was enough to wreak havoc on his mind.

“I shouldn’t have wandered into the starry sky.”

Mu Yang plopped down on the ground, muttering complaints. “I was trying to help him, but ended up provoking him. He chased me all the way, beating me senseless.”

“Your combat strength is strong enough. Why didn’t you show up when those Hong Huang princes were causing trouble?”

Ye Chen studied Li Fengqiu while glancing at Mu Yang.

“Don’t think it’s that simple.”

Mu Yang smirked. “The various heavens have emperor’s sons, so why wouldn’t Hong Huang? I’m not kidding—if the heavens’ emperor’s sons make a move, Hong Huang’s will swarm out. We couldn’t handle that.”

“Hong Huang has emperor’s sons?”

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow.

“Not just a few—it’s terrifyingly many.”

Mu Yang rubbed his brow. “Hong Huang princes and Hong Huang heirs aren’t on the same level, and Hong Huang heirs and Hong Huang emperor’s sons are even further apart. Think of it that way. It’s not that we won’t act; we can’t. Our purpose is to maintain balance—that’s the innate understanding among emperor’s sons.”

“From what you’re saying, you want me to charge into the fray?”

Ye Chen added another seal to Li Fengqiu as he spoke.

“Besides the emperor’s sons, you’re the only one in the younger generation of the heavens who can hold the line. Oh, wait, there’s also Yao Chi. You’re a sacred body—who else would charge if not you?”

Mu Yang shrugged. “We can’t have your wife going in your place, can we?”

“That sounds reasonable at first glance.”

Ye Chen stopped examining Li Fengqiu and squatted in front of Mu Yang, looking intrigued. “Come on, chat with me, brother. Why was Li Fengqiu only after you? What’s the deal?”

“People like him—just because you’re handsome, it doesn’t mean it’s a good thing. There are always some who can’t stand seeing you look good and just want to beat you up.”

Mu Yang spoke earnestly.

As he said this, the guy even smoothed his hair.

And then, he threw a charming wink at Ji Ningshuang, as if to say: What can I do? I’m just this handsome.