Chapter 1912: Emperor's Child Level Chaotic Battle

Ye Chen staggered back a step, dropping to one knee on the ground, his head bowed as he coughed up blood relentlessly.

As it turned out, leaving a clone behind in the underground palace had been a wise decision. It was precisely that clone that allowed Ji Ningshuang to pinpoint his location accurately and block the Zhuxian Jian's fatal strike. Otherwise, he would likely be wandering the Huangquan Road by now.

Boom! Bang! Clang!

While he was vomiting blood, Ji Ningshuang clashed with the Zhuxian Jian once more, their battle erupting in thunderous roars that shattered the heavens and split the earth.

At her peak state, Ji Ningshuang showed no fear of the Zhuxian Jian. Additionally, the ancient clan's goddess subconsciously resisted it, causing the sword's aura to plummet sharply. For a time, Ji Ningshuang even gained the upper hand and pressed the attack.

Ye Chen withdrew from the battlefield and immediately sat down cross-legged.

He then closed his eyes, mobilizing his sacred body essence, bloodline power, and chaotic principles, merging them into one mighty force. This energy surged through his major meridians and into every corner of his sacred body, forcefully suppressing the Zhuxian Jian's killing intent. Only by eradicating it could he return to his peak.

The Zhuxian Jian's killing intent was extraordinarily insidious and persistent, like burrowing insects that endlessly multiplied once inside the body. It rampaged through his Dao roots, essence, and primordial spirit, causing him immense agony.

Back in the days of Da Chu, even the mighty Hong Chen had struggled against the Zhuxian Jian and been slain by a single strike.

Only after experiencing it firsthand did he realize how terrifying this sword truly was. Even if it didn't kill him, it would cost him half his life and severely diminish his combat power. That was why he was no match for it and had nearly been destroyed.

"Suppress it, suppress it for me." Ye Chen roared, veins bulging on his forehead. The Zhuxian Jian's killing energy was too dreadful, causing cracks to form all over his sacred body as fresh blood sprayed out, leaving him drenched and battered.

"Just when I thought I'd never find you, here you are, delivered right to me." A sinister laugh echoed, as if emerging from the depths of hell—cold, desolate, and laced with demonic allure.

Before the words faded, a figure materialized, clad in armor radiating overwhelming vital energy. His pair of golden eyes gleamed brightly yet menacingly, his divine body so heavy that it made the void tremble and rumble with primordial energy.

It was the Qian Ao Di Zi, who had tracked his way here. He licked his blood-red tongue greedily, eyeing Ye Chen with covetous intent.

Though Ye Chen's eyes were closed, he recognized the newcomer, and his expression turned grim.

It was like a leaky roof on a rainy night—Ji Ningshuang was occupied battling the Zhuxian Jian and couldn't spare him any attention, while he was fully focused on dispelling the Zhuxian killing energy and couldn't afford distractions. And now, the Qian Ao Di Zi had arrived.

This was an emperor's son, and in his current state, Ye Chen stood no chance against him.

Qian Ao Di Zi sneered wickedly, manifesting a war spear in his hand and hurling it through the air toward Ye Chen.

If things went as expected, Ye Chen would be pierced through and killed on the spot.

Ji Ningshuang noticed and tried to break free to save him, but the Zhuxian Jian was relentless, blocking her path. Its goal was simply to ensure the sacred body's death, regardless of who delivered the final blow. With Qian Ao Di Zi unexpectedly showing up, it didn't mind coordinating with him.

The spear hurtled like a dark phantom, carrying destructive force as it closed in on Ye Chen.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, preparing to make a desperate stand.

But in that instant, a shadow descended from the sky, positioning itself in front of him and swatting the spear away with a single palm.

Ming Jue had arrived, albeit a bit late, but just in time.

Qian Ao Di Zi snorted coldly, surging forward with torrents of murderous energy. "If you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish."

"You mangy rat, where do you get your confidence?" Ming Jue retorted with a cold laugh, not backing down in the slightest. Wielding a Saint King-level imperial weapon, he slashed out with a sword that formed an immortal river, forcing Qian Ao Di Zi to retreat immediately.

"Kill!" Qian Ao Di Zi roared in fury, activating his forbidden laws and launching an assault.

Ming Jue said nothing, responding only with overwhelming force. In a one-on-one fight, he had never shown weakness.

Their emperor-level battle was spectacular, rivaling the intensity of Ji Ningshuang and the Zhuxian Jian.

Ye Chen felt a slight sense of relief. All he needed was time to eradicate the Zhuxian killing energy within him, allowing him to regain his combat strength. Even if he couldn't fully return to his peak, it would be enough to face an emperor's son.

Unfortunately, someone wasn't going to give him that chance. Following Qian Ao Di Zi, another Honghuang emperor's son arrived.

This time, it was the Taotie Di Zi, his aura devouring the heavens and earth. His blood-red eyes flickered with sinister light, fully understanding the principle of striking when the enemy is down. He aimed to eliminate Ye Chen and eliminate future threats.

"Who do you think you're bullying in the Zhutian realms?" A cold shout echoed through the sky as Xuangu Di Zi Tian Shuo charged in, merging his palm with the essence of heaven and earth to form the Taiji of creation and yin-yang, sending Taotie Di Zi flying with a spray of blood.

"You again." Taotie Di Zi's face twisted in rage, grinding his teeth.

"Our grudge ends today." Tian Shuo's words rang out firmly and dominantly. He strode across a brilliant sea of stars, unleashing imperial Dao immortal techniques, embodying the spirit of his Xuangu heritage and living up to his father's legendary name.

"I'll cut you down." Taotie Di Zi bellowed, baring his fangs as he engaged Tian Shuo in a fierce battle across the firmament.

In an instant, the heavens exploded, and the void shattered inch by inch.

Although Taotie Di Zi was held back, Ye Chen's expression grew even darker. He could clearly sense that more Honghuang emperor's sons were approaching—not just one, but several.

Sure enough, after Taotie Di Zi, the Tun Tian Xue Mang Di Zi, Xue Qiao Di Zi, Hong Huang Zhi Zhu Di Zi, and Hong Huang Wu Gong Di Zi arrived together. Ignoring Ji Ningshuang, Ming Jue, and Tian Shuo, they all targeted Ye Chen. In their eyes, his potential was the most terrifying, and he absolutely could not be allowed to survive.

"Four Great Emperor's sons ganging up on one half-dead sacred body—your skins are thick indeed." A cool voice descended from the nine heavens as Bai Zhi appeared, accompanied simultaneously by Xiao Chen, Chen Yi, and Xiao Lu. Without exception, they were all emperor-level figures, blocking the four Honghuang emperor's sons in the void.

"Get lost." Xue Qiao Di Zi thundered in anger, his aura violently oppressive.

"You little mudfish, I ought to stew you." Bai Zhi was radiantly elegant, yet her words were fiercely bold. She paid special attention to Xue Qiao Di Zi, unleashing a barrage of powerful attacks.

Chen Yi, Xiao Lu, and Xiao Chen were equally ferocious, each taking on a Honghuang emperor's son in single combat, their auras soaring to the skies.

That was the way of emperor's sons—they always seemed to have an unspoken understanding, preferring to gang up for trouble.

After the four Honghuang emperor's sons, three more arrived: Feng Xi Di Zi, Pan Long Di Zi, and Gou She Di Zi. All were ferocious Honghuang beasts, among the first beings of the world, with domineering bloodlines.

As the Honghuang emperor's sons came, the Zhutian emperor's sons were not far behind. Before the three could attack Ye Chen, Wu Ji Di Zi Zi Yu, Yu Kong Di Zi Jiu Liu, and Qing Di Zhi Zi Feng Yu charged in side by side, each facing one opponent. Their three-on-three matchup was perfectly balanced, turning the sky dark and the earth dim with their fury.

But it didn't end there—more Honghuang emperor's sons appeared, another three: Ya Yu Di Zi, Xu Hao Di Zi, and Wang Liang Di Zi.

To counter them, soldiers met generals and water met earth. The Zhutian realms were no pushovers. Xuanyuan Di Zi Wu Qing, Tian Que Di Zi Li Feng Qiu, and Zhutian Di Zi Mu Yang arrived in quick succession, engaging Ya Yu Di Zi, Xu Hao Di Zi, and Wang Liang Di Zi. The newly mended sky collapsed once again.

"Are there more?" Ye Chen muttered curses inwardly. All he wanted was to heal, yet the Honghuang emperor's sons kept coming one after another, deliberately making his life hell. He strongly suspected that all these Honghuang emperor's sons had been summoned by the Zhuxian Jian, their sole purpose to target him until he was dead.

His muttering proved prophetic, as two more Honghuang emperor's sons emerged: Suanni Di Zi and Bixi Di Zi. They looked terrifying, and their combat power was even more so, their blood-red eyes filled with savage light.

Ah!

A sigh echoed from the shadows as a person burst onto the scene. Upon closer inspection, it was the Sun and Moon God Child Chi Yan, who took on Suanni Di Zi. He hadn't planned to get involved, but seeing the sacred body in peril, he stepped in.

Ah!

The sigh had an echo, as Dong Zhou Wu Wang Song Yu also appeared. Like Chi Yan, he had come to watch the spectacle, but couldn't bear to stand by any longer. He had to lend a hand, or the sacred body would surely perish.

Now, things were truly chaotic. Counting the Guzushennv controlled by the Zhuxian Jian, there were fully thirty emperor-level figures from both Honghuang and Zhutian engaged in a massive melee, reducing this stretch of the world to utter mayhem.

Emperor-level beings were the pinnacle in every realm, and their battles were devastating. Every collision caused the heavens to collapse and the earth to shatter, with emperor-level blood splattering across the sky.

While the battle raged above, Ye Chen below was not idle, striving with all his might to eradicate the Zhuxian killing energy.

He was in the most awkward position, healing amid the chaos where any fluctuation could spell his doom. Fortunately, the Chaos Cauldron was incredibly loyal, shielding him from wave after wave of shockwaves.

He dared not relax, concentrating his mind and spirit, blocking out all distractions as he focused entirely on dispelling the killing energy. His goal was to return to his peak as quickly as possible, for more Honghuang emperor's sons were surely on their way. If they arrived en masse, no one would be left to hold them off, and he would become a lamb to the slaughter.

There was no helping it—among the 130 emperors of Xuanhuang, over 60 percent hailed from the Honghuang era. Thus, excluding the neutral ones, the Honghuang emperor's sons still absolutely outnumbered those of the Zhutian realms.

This severe imbalance in numbers meant that in a direct clash, the Zhutian emperor-level figures would be completely wiped out.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." On the outskirts, someone remained uninvolved—it was the Honghuang Qilin Jiu Chen. Watching the scene unfold, he stood with his hands behind his back, clicking his tongue in amazement. "Ever since coming to this ruins, it's the first time we've seen such a large-scale brawl among emperor-level figures. What a sight!"

"I hear you're on good terms with Ye Chen—why not go help?" At Jiu Chen's side was a woman, Tian Zhi, the princess of the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan. She had also come, but as a mere observer.

"He's your lifesaver too, isn't he? I don't see you lifting a finger." Jiu Chen glanced at Tian Zhi.

"I'm just looking for an opponent first—I didn't say I wouldn't help." Tian Zhi coughed lightly.

"Our two clans are neutral—you'd better think this through. Once you join the fight, the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan might be wiped from existence. I know the Honghuang overlords' temperament all too well. If they can't take down the Zhutian realms quickly, they'll turn on your clan." Jiu Chen spoke slowly.

"Then I'll retire to Da Chu." Tian Zhi said, stepping forward with her crystalline jade hand glowing brilliantly. She struck the newly arrived Honghuang emperor's son, sending him staggering back. This palm carried profound significance, declaring that from this moment, the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan stood with the Zhutian realms.

The one she had struck was a humanoid with a serpentine body, two heads, dressed in purple robes with a red crown, about as long as a chariot axle. His appearance was utterly frightening, his blood-red eyes menacingly cold.

He was the Wei She Di Zi, son of the Wei She Great Emperor.

"You Seven-Colored Peacock, courting death!" Wei She Di Zi snarled coldly, grinding his teeth. He instantly recognized Tian Zhi's bloodline and her origins as the princess of the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan.

"Enough talk—let's fight." Tian Zhi was equally assertive, having already torn the veil of pretense.

"Good, very good." Another angry laugh shook the heavens as the sixteenth Honghuang emperor's son arrived—the Bixi Di Zi. His name was peculiar, and his form even more so, with eyes gleaming a eerie green as he grinned menacingly at Tian Zhi. "The Seven-Colored Peacock Clan has lived far too comfortably."

"Fight if you want—cut the chatter." Jiu Chen joined in, flipping Bixi Di Zi away with a palm.

"Kill!" Wei She Di Zi and Bixi Di Zi roared in rage, each engaging Tian Zhi and Jiu Chen.