Chapter 1884: Ye Chen Didn't Come?

Chapter 1884: Ye Chen Didn't Come?

This was a vast, silent expanse of stars, boundless and infinite.

In the starry sky, figures crowded like a tide, filling every direction, with over ninety percent cloaked in black robes.

At that moment, they all stood at the edge of the Chaos Sea.

The Chaos Sea was no ordinary place—immeasurably vast, even Quasi-Emperors could not see through it, ancient and mysterious.

Upon closer inspection, one could see visions manifesting within the Chaos Sea.

Upon careful listening, one could also hear the resounding echoes of the Great Dao's heavenly sounds within the Chaos Sea.

The so-called Tian Zun Relic was hidden deep within the Chaos Sea, only revealing itself at specific times.

Throughout the ages, the Tian Zun Relic had been the subject of countless legends and speculations.

The most credible theory was that it originated from a Da Luo Jin Xian whose body remained indestructible after death. Over eons of time, it transformed into the Tian Zun Relic, with all their insights into the Dao imprinted within it, and their secret weapons and treasures concealed inside—even fragments were priceless.

Precisely because of this, people flocked to seek treasures there, generation after generation, with countless individuals gaining extraordinary opportunities and fortunes.

Yet, opportunity came hand in hand with danger; entering did not guarantee escape.

Over endless ages, this relic had been stained with the blood of many beings and had become a battlefield for imperial lineages. Historical records showed that at least several dozen emperor's heirs had perished within it.

"Grandfather, is there really opportunity inside?" In one corner of the starry sky, a young girl whispered, cloaked in black robes. The one she called grandfather was also cloaked, a Quasi-Emperor.

At first glance, this girl and the Quasi-Emperor were clearly Di Jiuxian and Jiuxiao Zhenren.

"Of course there is." Jiuxiao Zhenren smiled. "I was able to reach the Quasi-Emperor level in just three thousand years, all thanks to the Tian Zun Relic. It's a heaven-defying fortune; the relic itself is a natural treasure trove."

"Similar to ancient relics, right!" Xiao Jiuxian said with a giggle.

"You could say that, but those ancient relics are nowhere near the level of the Tian Zun Relic." Jiuxiao Zhenren chuckled. "Anyone can enter, but even Quasi-Emperor levels will have their cultivation suppressed. I'm bringing you here, so once inside, don't wander off—stay close to me."

As he spoke, Jiuxiao Zhenren subtly glanced around, noting the many great masters present.

"What level is Da Luo Jin Xian?" In another corner, Ming Jue, cloaked in black robes, tugged at Bai Zhi's sleeve. "My master never told me. Has the Emperor ever mentioned it to you?"

"No." Bai Zhi replied casually, her beautiful eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, as if searching for someone—yes, searching for Tian Shuo.

Unfortunately, with the crowd so dense and most cloaked in black robes using secret techniques to conceal their origins, even with her insight, she couldn't spot Tian Shuo or the various imperial lineages from the heavens.

"Ye Chen got out before us—where is he?" Ming Jue was also searching but came up empty.

"Hurry up and make it in time, we finally did." As they spoke, another figure cloaked in black robes appeared beside them. His true face was unseen, only a pair of deep eyes visible.

Ming Jue and Bai Zhi both turned their heads, sizing him up. "Xiao Chen?"

"It's me." Xiao Chen under the black robe smiled.

"It's only been a short while since we last met! How did your bloodline and combat power become so dominant?" Ming Jue exclaimed in astonishment, clicking his tongue. Bai Zhi stopped looking for Tian Shuo and narrowed her eyes to examine Xiao Chen. With their level of strength, even they felt wary of Xiao Chen, and their own origin bloodlines stirred.

"It's a long story; I'll explain in detail when we get back." Xiao Chen smiled but didn't mention the matter of the War God inheritance. That was indeed a heaven-defying opportunity, and after secluding himself for a few months, he had only just emerged.

"Ye Chen didn't come?" In another part of the starry sky, a few figures stood, all cloaked in black robes. They had already scanned the surroundings—it was Chen Yi, Tian Shuo, Feng Yu, and the group of imperial heirs.

"Looks like not even his body was recovered." Mu Yang sighed.

"The emperor's heirs from the Primeval era are basically all here." Li Fengqiu's gaze was profound, constantly scanning other areas. Though those people were cloaked in black robes, they couldn't escape his scrutiny—this was the unspoken understanding among emperor's heirs; origins could be hidden, but bloodlines could not.

"After fighting for endless ages, this time, most of us will probably be wiped out." Zi Yu held a wine jug, appearing carefree but unable to hide his sorrow. He had witnessed countless heavenly emperor's heirs fall, an indescribable feeling.

"Once we go in, we don't plan on coming out." Feng Yu shrugged. "We'll take down as many Primeval emperor's heirs as we can, even if it kills us."

"The Taotie Emperor's Heir is mine—don't anyone snatch him from me." Yu Kong Di Zi Jiu Liu cracked his neck fiercely.

"Ants." While the heavenly imperial heirs watched the Primeval emperor's heirs, the Primeval ones were watching them in return. Under those black hoods, faces bore mocking and playful smiles, with eyes flickering with eerie light.

"What a lively scene, truly lively." Jiu Chen had also arrived, hiding in a corner and sighing incessantly. Even with his bloodline and combat power, he was cloaked in black robes. The problem was, there were far too many monsters here this time. He wasn't afraid of one-on-one fights, but he feared being ganged up on by a pack of beasts.

"Boss, I think we should just leave!" In another area, Xiao Yuan Huang, cloaked in black robes, coughed dryly. "Our cultivation isn't even enough to fill their teeth."

"Look at you, such a coward." Kui Niu scolded. "Fortune favors the bold—who doesn't understand that?"

Nan Di, Bei Sheng, Zhong Huang, and Xi Zun had also come, along with Xuan Wu Taizi and Zhu Que Gongzhu. Each of them kept a low profile, cloaked in black robes, and didn't forget to layer on various concealing secret techniques.

This Tian Zun Relic was nothing like ancient relics; it had drawn an uncountable number of experts and monsters. Even with cultivation suppressed, there was always the risk of being destroyed at any moment.

Besides them, Long Jie, Ling Zu Shen Nü, Wu Zu Taizi, and Gu Zu Shen Nü were also present, but they weren't standing together, scattered in different directions. That matter of affection had truly soured relations.

There were many from the younger generation, and quite a few from the older one, all cloaked in black robes. Only a few who considered themselves extremely powerful were carefree, believing no one would dare touch them once inside.

"It's opening, it's opening." As everyone waited, someone suddenly shouted, drawing all eyes.

They saw the Chaos Sea surging violently, churning with massive waves, and in the depths shrouded by clouds, a towering stone gate manifested, like the gate of the heavenly realm, with an aura of ancient desolation flowing from within.

At the sight, an elder in python robes stepped into the Chaos Sea, heading straight for the stone gate. He wore no black robe and used no concealing techniques, carrying himself with an air of supreme arrogance, his expression as if to say: I am the greatest in the world.

"See that guy? Once he's inside, he'll get beaten to death." Kui Niu remarked meaningfully.

"Quick, quick!" After the python-robed elder, cultivators from all directions moved, surging toward the stone gate. The earlier they entered, the sooner they could find treasures—that was everyone's mindset.

For these people, the true great masters all wore smirks of contempt. Did they really think the Tian Zun Relic was full of treasures everywhere? Gaining fortune required opportunity; it wasn't just about entering early or late.

As the cultivators gradually entered, the starry sky became more spacious. Some didn't go in—not because they didn't want to, but because they didn't dare. It wasn't cowardice; they just feared being destroyed.

Soon, sounds of rumbling came from the Tian Zun Relic, with blood mist drifting out. It was clear that battles were raging inside, and not just in one area.

While things were lively here, the space black hole was equally chaotic, filled with cries of slaughter.

Ye Chen dragged his blood-drenched sacred body, fleeing for his life. He was severely injured, no longer resembling a human form.

Since breaking out of the encirclement that day, he had been escaping nonstop, without a moment's rest, though he didn't know how long it had been.

Behind him, a dense horde of heavenly demons pursued, their faces ferocious, attacking as they chased. They wouldn't stop until Ye Chen was dead.

"Red Dust, Six Paths, where are you two?" Ye Chen howled as he fled, his face as black as charcoal. If not for those two, he wouldn't have been trapped in the black hole. If not for them, the Phoenix Zither and Jade Ruyi wouldn't have been taken, and he wouldn't be chased so miserably.

In his escape, all the artifacts he had collected were blown to pieces. He had escaped, but the heavenly demons behind him pursued relentlessly, with even three Quasi-Emperor heavenly demons joining the chase.

At this rate, even if he wasn't killed, he'd be worn down to death.

Yet, his calls received no response from the black hole. Perhaps Red Dust and Six Paths weren't in the space black hole, or they were too far away, or maybe they were too injured from fighting and had gone into seclusion to heal. Once recovered, they'd continue their battle.

"You won't escape." The three Quasi-Emperor heavenly demons sneered coldly, chasing the most fiercely, their faces the darkest.

The three of them had originally been spectators, thinking the heavenly demon army could easily take down Ye Chen. But after the battle, not only did they fail to capture him, they were thrown into chaos by him.

Those artifacts of his had stunned them.

Since the army couldn't handle Ye Chen, they had no choice but to step in.

But awkwardly, Ye Chen's movement techniques were too profound and elusive; his speed in fleeing was incredible. With the aid of Quasi-Emperor weapons, even the three of them couldn't catch up.

"Chase me if you dare." Ye Chen fled while shouting back. If he had an emperor weapon, he wouldn't run; he'd turn around and wipe out this group of heavenly demons.

Unfortunately, he had three Quasi-Emperor weapons, but they were far inferior to an emperor weapon—the difference was like heaven and earth.

His taunts made the three Quasi-Emperor heavenly demons explode with rage, grinding their teeth as they burned their essence to boost their speed, closing the distance with Ye Chen in an instant.

This time, Ye Chen wised up and focused solely on fleeing, not daring to provoke the three Quasi-Emperor heavenly demons anymore. One slip-up, and he'd be surrounded, forcing him to self-destruct his natal artifact and the three Quasi-Emperor weapons.

He fled desperately, and the three clans' Quasi-Emperor heavenly demons chased madly.

Behind them, Great Saint heavenly demons, Saint King heavenly demons, and a vast swarm followed like a tidal wave, each one pumped up like they'd been injected with stimulants.

This scene was somewhat ironic: three Quasi-Emperor heavenly demons, over a thousand Great Saints, and tens of thousands of heavenly demons—this massive force was just to capture one Saint King, and yet they couldn't catch him.

It was fortunate their ruler wasn't there; if he were, he'd be furious:

"So many people, so many experts, and you can't catch a single Saint King? Have you no shame?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Watching the scene in the black hole, the Ming Emperor on Ming Mountain couldn't help but click his tongue. He had watched from start to finish, and even as a great emperor, he hadn't expected Ye Chen to break out.

"A ruthless one who's slain emperors is no joke." The King of Chu Jiang was there too, sighing endlessly.

Unlike them, Di Huang was watching the Tian Zun Relic.

As for Ye Chen, he had absolute confidence in him; compared to slaying an emperor, this was just minor skirmishing.