Chapter 1901: Take Care, Emperor's Son

The Tianzun Yiji was still as bustling as ever, with crowds swarming to hunt down Mingjue and Xiaochen. Shouts of battle echoed endlessly, like ancient thunder rumbling through the vast skies, shaking the eternal heavens.

To be fair, Mingjue and his companion were truly despicable. Despite the massive forces arrayed against them, they managed to break through.

As a result, these two once-wealthy individuals were reduced to penniless wretches. All the treasures and artifacts they had plundered along the way were blown to pieces. The Honghuang clan failed to capture them and suffered heavy losses instead, leaving ten thousand li of fertile land strewn with corpses and shrouded in blood mist—more devastating than any war.

"Idiots, the Honghuang are all idiots."Mingjue cursed as he fled, his face darkened with fury now that his treasures were gone.

His outburst enraged the Honghuang people, who charged after him like madmen fueled by bloodlust.

From a distance, Mingjue and Xiaochen, who had escaped the encirclement, fled desperately ahead, while behind them, the vast Honghuang army loomed like a roaring ocean, engulfing inch by inch of the world.

Seeing this, Mingjue kept his mouth shut, not daring to provoke the Honghuang further. He focused solely on escaping—the pursuers were all lunatics.

"Impressive!"Zhutian Emperor's Son Muyang stood on a mountain peak, sighing in admiration and clicking his tongue.

"I was thinking of going to help, but now it seems we worried for nothing."Tianque Emperor's Son Li Fengqiu coughed dryly. "The Great Chu produces talents in abundance. Seeing it today confirms the reputation."

"After their rampage, the full strength of the Honghuang experts hidden in the Tianzun Yiji has been exposed."Yukong Emperor's Son Jiuliu laughed. "Know thyself and know thy enemy—we've got a clear picture now."

"The battles between emperor's sons have escalated to mobilizing cultivator armies. They've certainly overestimated the Honghuang's nature."Qingdi's Son Fengyu sneered. "They're eager to wipe us out here."

"Compared to the Honghuang clans, I'm more curious about another person."Wuji Emperor's Son Zi Yu spoke leisurely. "In the same realm, no one has ever made me feel this suppressed—mysterious and terrifying."

"The myriad heavens hide dragons and crouching tigers, especially in this golden era with heaven-defying bloodlines emerging. It's not surprising."Chenyi arrived, stepping onto the mountain summit, carrying a young woman with a weak aura.

That young woman was none other than Xiao Jiuxian.

Xiao Jiuxian's condition was dire; her primordial spirit had been severely damaged, affecting her Dao roots and origins.

"Is this the legendary 'husband and wife in harmony'?"Fengyu chuckled lightly, waving his hand to send a green lotus into Xiao Jiuxian's body. It was a Zaohua Qinglian, stabilizing her fading primordial spirit.

"Don't joke around."Chenyi shook his head with a smile and set Xiao Jiuxian down.

"The upcoming battles will be even more brutal. It's best to send her out soon."From the other side of the void, Yan Emperor's Son Xiaolu descended from the sky and used a secret technique to stabilize Xiao Jiuxian's origins.

"I'm not leaving."Xiao Jiuxian's eyes brimmed with tears as she clung tightly to Chenyi, afraid that letting go would mean eternal separation. The closer to life and death, the more true emotions surfaced. Though from different eras, they had ignited a timeless romance, impossible to fathom.

Chenyi smiled silently and gently raised his hand, pointing a finger at Xiao Jiuxian's forehead.

Xiao Jiuxian fell into a deep sleep, slumping into Chenyi's arms.

Jiuxiao Zhenren arrived, a quasi-emperor covered in bloody wounds from multiple battles. Without Chenyi's rescue, he and Xiao Jiuxian would have already perished at the hands of the Honghuang emperor's sons.

"Take advantage of the Honghuang's distraction and leave quickly."Chenyi handed Xiao Jiuxian to Jiuxiao Zhenren.

"Emperor's sons, take care."Jiuxiao Zhenren took a deep breath and hurried toward the exit with Xiao Jiuxian.

Even after walking far, Jiuxiao Zhenren couldn't help but glance back at that towering mountain peak. Each of those emperor's successors stood like monumental steles, their figures desolate. Perhaps after today, they would vanish from the world, and this glance might be the last.

Ah!

With a sigh, Jiuxiao Zhenren averted his aged eyes and picked up his pace.

Like him, cultivators from the myriad heavens were fleeing for their lives. The Honghuang army's attention was fixed on Mingjue and Xiaochen, making the path to the exit less dangerous.

As they left, they all cast a glance at the mountain summit, filled with reluctance. It wasn't that they didn't want to help—it was just that the Honghuang was too powerful. A direct confrontation would leave no cultivator from the myriad heavens alive.

"Capture them alive."As the myriad heavens' cultivators escaped, a roar echoed across ten thousand li of sky.

It was Taotie Emperor's Son, clad in purple gold armor and treading on a sea of demonic blood. Along with a group of emperor's sons, he opened spatial passages, blocking Mingjue and Xiaochen. There were dozens of them.

Dozens of emperor's sons stood in all directions, their auras linking together as destructive visions appeared, crushing the skies inch by inch. Each had a dominant bloodline, their surging vital energy merging into a vast ocean.

"A bunch of scum, fight me one-on-one if you've got the guts."Mingjue roared, coughing up blood violently. Though he had broken out, he was badly injured and had nearly been forced to self-destruct several times.

In response to his shout, the Honghuang emperor's sons sneered but didn't reply, charging forward en masse. Dozens of them unleashed emperor-level immortal arts—palms, fists, immortal light, secret weapons, treasures, and killing formations filled the air, shattering the heavens and earth.

"Absolute Stillness."Mingjue formed a seal with one hand, his eyes wild as he burned his origin essence blood to cast an emperor-level immortal art, freezing the world. Otherwise, he would be instantly obliterated. But using this technique came at a bloody cost, draining his vast mana completely.

"Go."Xiaochen grabbed Mingjue and fled in an instant, pouring his abundant mana into Mingjue's body.

"Where do you think you're going?"In just a moment, the Honghuang emperor's sons shattered the Absolute Stillness and pursued them, each grinding their teeth and with blood-red eyes, their violent and bloodthirsty aura filling the skies.

Xiaochen didn't dare stop, sacrificing his essence blood to enhance his speed. If they were surrounded by the Honghuang emperor's sons again, it would mean certain death. Even for them, facing dozens of emperor's sons required temporary retreat.

"This is damn embarrassing."Mingjue cursed, spitting fresh blood. Not long ago, they had wiped out a hundred Honghuang princes and looted countless treasures, only to be ambushed shortly after and stripped of everything. On balance, they had lost a fortune, leaving them half-dead.

"Can you two escape?"It was Taotie Emperor's Son again, his voice like thunder as he crossed the void in a single step, manifesting an array in his palm to seal off the heavens and earth, intending to trap Xiaochen and Mingjue.

"You're quite arrogant, aren't you?"A cool female voice, like a celestial melody, ethereal and faint—Baizhi had arrived. With one sword, she cleaved an immortal river, breaking the seal, and with a flip of her hand, she repelled Taotie.

Yellow sand billowed as the Honghuang emperor's sons all arrived.

At the same time, the myriad heavens' emperor's sons charged in.

"Since you're all here, don't think about leaving."The Honghuang emperor's sons grinned menacingly, not expecting the myriad heavens' emperor's sons to appear in full force.

"You talk big—watch you don't strain something."Muyang snorted coldly and used a secret technique to rescue Xiaochen and Mingjue. These two were emperor-level figures and couldn't be allowed to fall—they could still be of great help.

"Kill them all, leave none."The Honghuang emperor's sons swarmed forward.

"Kill your ass."Fengyu cursed and turned to flee.

The myriad heavens' emperor's sons didn't linger either. After saving Mingjue and Xiaochen, they scattered in retreat. With a five-to-one disadvantage, they couldn't fight. Besides, the Honghuang army was closing in behind—engaging head-on would leave them all doubting their existence.

They wanted to escape, but the Honghuang emperor's sons wouldn't let them, splitting into groups of five to chase.

Thunderous booms erupted, shaking the heavens and earth.

The myriad heavens' emperor's sons fought while retreating, spreading the battle in all directions.

While the chaos raged here, the abyss's underground space was eerily quiet.

Yecheng still sat there, head drooped and listless, occasionally glancing toward the altar. That block of Daluo Shentie was like a tempting piece of meat, making his eyes greedy.

The Daluo Shending was also dejected, trembling slightly. Forged from Daluo Shentie itself, it craved more of the same material. After devouring so many artifacts, what it desired most was Daluo Shentie.

"The flaw—where is it?"Yecheng closed his eyes, deep in thought.

In his mind, the figure of the purple-robed man replayed repeatedly, analyzed through Zhou Tian evolution, not missing any detail, in hopes of finding a weakness to eliminate him.

Only after some time did he stand up, manifesting his Saint War Dharma Body and issuing an attack command.

The Dharma Body obeyed, its combat power peaking instantly as it charged toward the altar.

Its approach summoned the purple-robed man again, igniting the battle.

The Dharma Body attacked relentlessly, unleashing moves without regard for cost.

The purple-robed man remained calm and composed, countering with emperor-level immortal arts that completely suppressed the Dharma Body.

As for Yecheng, he stood on the periphery, quietly observing the fight, his eyes profound and fixed only on the purple-robed man. He didn't seize the chance during their battle to grab the Daluo Shentie from the altar, knowing that doing so would summon a second purple-robed man. This wasn't something that could be overcome by numbers.

"Boss, who the hell is this guy?"The Dharma Body shouted during the fight, its power equal to Yecheng's own and backed by various dominant secret techniques, yet it was being beaten down repeatedly.

"Just fight and shut up."Yecheng scolded. "Try self-destructing again, and I'll kick you to death."

The Dharma Body chuckled awkwardly, recalling the earlier incident. When its time limit ended, it had self-destructed, catching Yecheng off guard and even blasting Mingjue away. That move was pure nonsense.

Opposite them, the purple-robed man attacked again—not one, but three, having used One Qi Transforms Three Purities.

The Dharma Body gritted its teeth, its anger flaring as it advanced instead of retreating, unleashing over a hundred divine abilities in one go.

As Yecheng's Dharma Body, it understood his purpose: to use itself as a test to probe the purple-robed man's weakness. Who else but it, the Dharma Body, could play the role of cannon fodder?

On the periphery, Yecheng watched closely, his eyes growing even deeper, occasionally flashing with insight.

He was beginning to understand that this trial wasn't about combat power, cultivation, or realm—it was about the Dao.

The purple-robed man was incarnated from Dao principles; as long as the Dao remained unbroken, so would he.

Such an existence wasn't suppressed by the Tianzun Yiji; it grew stronger against challenges. Even a quasi-emperor would fail if they relied on brute force alone. Without grasping the true nature of the trial, defeat was inevitable.

"So, I've been going down the wrong path."Yecheng laughed.

"Boss, I can't hold on much longer."As he laughed, the Dharma Body cried out, battered beyond recognition with its sacred body in ruins, bones exposed in over a dozen places, drenched in blood. The three purple-robed men were terrifying; even with the Saint Dao's heavenly aid, it couldn't withstand their assault.

"That's enough."Yecheng smiled. "I'll take over."

"No, you can't—I have to blow myself up before I go."The Dharma Body declared righteously, its body swelling rapidly.

With that, it exploded, directing all its power at the purple-robed man.

But awkwardly, its earth-shattering self-destruction didn't harm the purple-robed man in the slightest.

"You idiot, what an absolute idiot!"Yecheng, who had been smiling a second ago, now had a face black as thunder. His Dharma Body was getting bolder by the day—every appearance ended with some "surprise," and this self-destruction backlash made him cough up blood. Worse, it hadn't even scratched the enemy. How humiliating!