Chapter 1867: Two Big Guys

"I will definitely kill you." Gui Ji snorted coldly, took a step, and vanished in an instant. The battle platform no longer showed his figure, only the sound of wind could be heard. Among the juniors of the younger generation, aside from a few limited individuals, no one could track his movements. His body technique was incredibly mysterious.

Ye Chen stood unmoving, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Although his Lun Hui eyes were sealed, his vision remained sharp. Gui Ji's technique was clever, but it could not escape detection.

"Exterminate." After a moment, a cold shout suddenly came from behind Ye Chen. Gui Ji revealed himself, his finger glowing with divine light fused with thunder, striking straight at Ye Chen's primordial spirit.

"Exterminate your sister." Ye Chen cursed loudly. The instant Gui Ji appeared, he abruptly turned around, gripping the Di Zang Yun Tie with both hands, and swung it like a massive door board at Gui Ji.

A clang rang out as Gui Ji's finger struck the Di Zang Yun Tie squarely, sparking bright flames.

In just an instant, Gui Ji's finger exploded into ash. His powerful strike could not break through the tough Di Zang Yun Tie; instead, he was sent flying by Ye Chen's swing, his newly healed body torn and bloody.

"Di Zang Yun Tie." Gui Ji, the prince, steadied himself, his face twisted in a ferocious glare at the black door board in Ye Chen's hand. He seemed to recognize what it was and knew its origins—nothing special, just incredibly hard.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Ye Chen bared his white teeth in a grin.

"You will die a horrible death." Gui Ji, the prince, formed seals with one hand and summoned a vast Hong Huang demon sea that surged across the sky, engulfing Ye Chen. Roaring blood dragons echoed within it.

This was an ancient secret technique. The Hong Huang demon sea was infused with Gui Ji's origin, containing extermination arrays and sealing arrays. It could dissipate a person's vital energy and devour their essence.

Among those of the same level, few could withstand Gui Ji's demon sea. If engulfed, one misstep could lead to complete annihilation.

But Ye Chen was no ordinary Sheng Wang; he was fiercely powerful. Without a word, he swung the Yun Tie and smashed it down. An incoming blood dragon was reduced to blood mist by his blow.

Two more blood dragons charged at him—one spewing flames from its mouth, the other shooting thunder from its eyes, both targeting Ye Chen's primordial spirit.

"Whether you're a dragon or a worm, get down on the ground." Ye Chen roared, stomping one blood dragon to pieces and swatting the other into nothingness with a palm strike.

"Seal for me." Gui Ji, the prince, clasped his hands together and rapidly changed his seals. As his seals locked into place, the surging Hong Huang demon sea transformed, condensing into a massive blood-colored lotus flower, thousands of feet wide, with petals as vibrant as blood.

Ye Chen was at the center of the lotus. As it bloomed, the petals closed into a bud, enveloping him inside.

Ye Chen had experienced a similar divine ability before.

Back in the Three Sects Grand Competition, Ji Ning Shuang had once formed a lotus to trap him, and that time, he had nearly been suppressed.

"Destroy." Gui Ji grinned maliciously, confident that Ye Chen could not escape.

"Say you're not on drugs, but you won't believe it." From within the bud, Ye Chen's laughter echoed. "Forming a crappy lotus like this to seal and destroy me? You've got quite the imagination."

As he spoke, the bud shattered, blasted open from inside by Ye Chen. He soared out like a golden divine dragon, ascending to the void, and stomped down. The shattered lotus turned to flying ash.

With the lotus destroyed, Gui Ji spat blood and staggered back, his body exploding in several places from severe backlash.

"Now it's my turn." Ye Chen's words were cold and commanding. As he spoke, a strand of immortal light flew from his brow—it was his natal artifact, the Hun Dun Ding.

When the Hun Dun Ding first emerged, it was no larger than a thumbnail, but in an instant, it grew to several hundred feet, with strands of chaotic energy flowing around it. Escaping armor heavenly characters circled and arranged themselves, while the sounds of the great dao echoed.

From afar, it looked less like a cauldron and more like a small mountain, immensely vast and heavy. As it pressed down from the air, it crushed the void.

Below, Gui Ji had just stabilized when the immense pressure made him stumble, his legs bending as his bones cracked inch by inch. Fresh blood sprayed from his mouth, rendering him immobile.

"Rise for me." Gui Ji roared, veins bulging on his forehead as he lifted the massive cauldron with both hands.

"Oh, not bad on strength." Ye Chen raised an eyebrow and pressed down with a palm, enhancing the Hun Dun Ding with secret techniques, making it even heavier and forcing Gui Ji back down.

With a bang, Gui Ji was pressed to his knees on the battle platform.

But he refused to yield, believing he could still fight back. He activated a forbidden law and lifted the cauldron again.

"Quite the drive." Ye Chen flipped his hand and struck another palm, adding more secret techniques, pressing Gui Ji down once more.

This time, Gui Ji was enraged. A divine pattern appeared on his brow, adding another forbidden law, intensifying his murderous aura.

Then came a thunderous roar, like ancient thunderclaps, shaking the heavens. The juniors of the various heavens were stunned en masse, even the imperial dao inheritors covering their ears—the sound waves were overwhelming.

The roar came from Gui Ji, who had transformed into his true form, a hundred feet tall, shaking the Hun Dun Ding away.

His true form was terrifying—covered in scales, with blade-like fins on his back, blood-red eyes like lanterns glowing green. Though called Gui Ji, his form was more fearsome than any ghost demon.

Seeing this, the Yao Chi elders quickly formed seals, erecting a larger barrier around the battle platform.

"Mommy." Xiao Ye Fan was frightened and burrowed into Ji Ning Shuang's arms, his fragile heart unused to such terrifying sights. The massive Gui Ji looked like a demon.

"Mommy's here, don't be afraid." Ji Ning Shuang smiled gently, holding Xiao Ye Fan tightly and stroking his little head.

"Ye Chen." Gui Ji roared, swinging a massive claw at him, shattering space with the impact. Such a strike could turn a person into a pulp of flesh.

"You think you're the only one?" Ye Chen sneered, dodging the claw in a flash. With a thought, he activated his outer phase Ba Ti.

Instantly, a golden light figure materialized on the battle platform—it was the Ba Ti outer phase, also a hundred feet tall, radiating golden light, essentially an enlarged version of Ye Chen.

One massive beast and one giant stood there, drawing spectators to look up. These two big guys were ready to braw.

"Kill." Gui Ji lunged, swiping another claw to pin Ye Chen down and tear him apart.

Ye Chen sidestepped, grabbed Gui Ji's arm with both hands, and with surging blood energy, executed a perfect over-the-shoulder throw.

With a boom, Gui Ji's massive body crashed onto the battle platform, creating a huge crater in the solid surface.

Ah! Gui Ji's roar shook the heavens as he tried to rise.

He struggled up, but Ye Chen gave him no chance. The massive Ba Ti outer phase mounted him, and golden fists hammered down from above, nearly shattering Gui Ji's skull with the first blow.

"For scaring my son, for harassing my wife."

What followed was a bloody scene. Ye Chen fought ferociously, straddling Gui Ji and pounding him with fist after fist, cursing all the while.

Gui Ji screamed in agony, attempting to get up only to be beaten back each time, his massive body covered in blood and broken bones.

"How is this possible?" The Hong Huang princes frowned.

They had thought sealing Ye Chen's Lun Hui eyes would make it easy to suppress him, but to their surprise, his reduced strength still made him formidable, and even Gui Ji could not hold out.

Ye Chen knew their thoughts and scoffed at them, finding it all absurd.

Did they really think the prestige of the Sheng Ti relied on the Lun Hui eyes? Even without the great Lun Hui Tian Zang, he could fight the bloodline limit body of Teng She for hundreds of rounds without defeat.

Without the bloodline limit, Teng She was nothing; he was trash, and so were they. Even with his Six Paths Lun Hui eyes sealed and his power diminished, he could still dominate Hong Huang. If an emperor's son came, he'd kick him to death; he'd slain great emperors and challenged sixteen emperors—who gave them such confidence?

"The Sheng Ti is domineering." The juniors of the various heavens cheered for Ye Chen, shouting excitedly.

"Just a small scene." The old folks stood with hands clasped, unfazed. Though the sight was shocking, it paled compared to slaying great emperors and challenging sixteen. This was mere child's play—they were used to it.

"As the ancients said, scaring other people's children leads to no good end." Chi Yang Zi stroked his beard thoughtfully.

"As the ancients said, harassing other people's wives leads to no good end." The old quasi-emperor stroked his beard meaningfully.

"In this era, there's no one fiercer than him." The imperial dao inheritors maintained their pose, one hand under their chins, watching the spectacle and Ye Chen's bravado in unison.

"Brother-in-law, go for it." Amid the discussions, Yao Chi's new goddess Yao Xin suddenly stood up, cupping her hands over her mouth and smiling brightly. Her call of "brother-in-law" was sweet as honey.

"This girl is much more lively than that bookish one from Yao Chi." The elders stroked their chins, quite pleased.

"Brother-in-law, go for it." With Yao Chi's goddess on her feet, the Yao Chi fairy maidens joined in, raising their delicate fists and cheering for Ye Chen. Their cries of "brother-in-law" were enthusiastic, turning them into a stunning sight.

"Yao Chi's son-in-law is truly bringing honor." The Yao Chi elders, who had been stern earlier, now smiled. With Ye Chen holding the line today, Hong Huang would surely retreat in defeat again.

"The Sheng Ti is domineering, brother-in-law, go for it." The chants unified as the juniors of the various heavens and the Yao Chi fairy maidens merged into one group, their shouts shaking the earth.

For some reason, the juniors had paired up, males and females, in perfect harmony.

This was the legendary scene of yin-yang harmony.

The juniors of the various heavens and the Yao Chi fairy maidens perfectly illustrated an ancient truth: men and women together make work less tiring.

Seeing this, the Yao Chi elders grew uneasy. For some reason, it all looked like pairs upon pairs.

If things continued, after the Yao Chi gathering, half of their fairy maidens might be whisked away by these rascals; Yao Chi Holy Land might end up with a bunch of new sons-in-law.

"Headache." The immortal mother rubbed her brow. What was supposed to be a proper gathering had turned into a battle arena; now it was starting to feel like a matchmaking event, leaving her quite embarrassed.

This time, she truly believed it: wherever Ye Chen was, things always got lively—that was the truth.