Chapter 1917: Five Venerables Annihilated

Chapter 1917: The Wu Zun Are Annihilated

Ye Chen stood in the void outside the city, smiling as he looked at Taotie and Qiongqi.

"You two, I hope you've been well!"

Taotie and Qiongqi gritted their teeth in fury, only now realizing they had been tricked. No wonder Ye Chen had been moving at varying speeds—it was all to lure them here.

"There's no helping it—who made you outnumber us?" Ming Jue shrugged, positioning himself in the west, while Xiao Chen stood in the north, and Ji Ning Shuang in the south, trapping the two in the center.

The expressions on Taotie and Qiongqi's faces turned extremely grim.

There was no denying it; they had been caught completely off guard. Of the five Primordial Emperor Sons, three were already trapped, and although these two had avoided the initial snare, their situation was dire. Facing four Heavenly Emperor Sons, even without considering Xiao Chen and Ming Jue, just Ye Chen and Ji Ning Shuang alone would outmatch them in a one-on-one fight. Let alone facing two against one.

"Retreat," Taotie Emperor Son shouted, trying to escape into the sky. This place was too dangerous to linger.

"Retreat?" Ming Jue sneered, forming a seal with one hand.

Immediately, the world froze in place, binding even Taotie who had fled into the heavens.

It was absolute stillness again, Ming Jue's divine ability proving incredibly dominant.

But Taotie was no ordinary foe, being an Emperor Son with his own trump cards. In an instant, he shattered the absolute stillness.

However, as soon as he regained mobility, Xiao Chen was upon him, thrusting a halberd toward his head.

Splash!

Blood sprayed out, vivid and shocking. Taotie had broken free, but he couldn't block Xiao Chen's strike. His massive head was severed on the spot, rolling through the air and exploding.

Even without his head, Taotie didn't fall; he fled desperately.

Ming Jue and Xiao Chen wouldn't let him go, pursuing from front and back to attack together.

On the other side, Qiongqi fared no better. He had tried to escape but was struck back by Ye Chen's sword. Before he could steady himself, Ji Ning Shuang's sword pierced his divine body.

"Finish this quickly," Ye Chen said, moving like a phantom, launching a killing technique.

The battle erupted, kicking up yellow sand and shattering the earth.

Ye Chen's group formed two pairs, each taking on one opponent in a two-against-one formation.

Whether it was Ye Chen and Ji Ning Shuang, or Xiao Chen and Ming Jue, their coordination was flawless.

Ah!

Taotie and Qiongqi roared, their powers overwhelming, yet they couldn't withstand the four's assault. Their heads were chopped off, their bodies crumbling, leaving only their primordial spirits. Every attempt to flee was blocked.

The bones of the Emperor Sons scattered across the sky.

The blood of the Emperor Sons stained the heavens.

The scene was gruesomely bloody.

The inevitable conquest led to an inevitable end. Taotie and Qiongqi were both suppressed, their primordial spirits extinguished in the world, turning to faint ashes and becoming dust in history.

After defeating them, the four didn't pause; they returned to the ancient city.

In the ancient city, the three trapped Primordial Emperor Sons were rampaging within the formation, desperately bombarding it. They unleashed imperial immortal arts, supreme techniques, and endless secret skills.

However, like Xiao Chen and Ming Jue before them, not only did they fail to break through, but they also exhausted themselves greatly. Their momentum waned, their vast powers being devoured, and their protective immortal light dimmed.

"Need any help?" Ye Chen arrived, chuckling as he watched the three.

"If you're brave, fight me alone," Xue Mang said, his face twisted like a malevolent ghost.

"Taunting won't work on me," Ye Chen replied coldly, summoning a Xu Tian Jue Sha array and positioning it in the sky. It spanned ten thousand zhang, with mountain-like source stones ready.

"If we can gang up, we'll never fight one-on-one," Ming Jue laughed, gripping an array flag and activating the engraved imperial array patterns. Each one glowed brightly, manifesting ultimate laws that were terrifying.

Ji Ning Shuang and Xiao Chen did the same, reviving their engraved imperial killing arrays.

The three trapped Primordial Emperor Sons instantly paled.

As Emperor Sons themselves, how could they not know the terror of these killing arrays? Even they would suffer severe injuries from a single hit. Outside, they could dodge, as long as they avoided the strike.

But trapped inside, they were like fish on a chopping block, lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Buzz!

Ye Chen's Xu Tian Jue Sha array fired a divine beam, targeting Xue Mang Emperor Son.

Xue Mang wouldn't stand there and take it; he summoned his life-bound artifact and activated an outer path defense, forming a shield in front of him. The array's strike failed to break through.

Ye Chen wasn't surprised. If one strike didn't work, he'd try again. You were confined inside, restricted by the array, while he was free outside. He'd bombard you relentlessly and see how long you could hold out.

To end the fight quickly, he even summoned his dharma body, which wielded another Xu Tian Jue Sha array.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The two arrays focused solely on Xue Mang Emperor Son, pounding him without mercy.

Even with his formidable defense, Xue Mang couldn't withstand the barrage. His shield shattered repeatedly, his life-bound artifact hummed and trembled unstably, and his entire body's immortal glow faded.

Meanwhile, Ming Jue, Xiao Chen, and Ji Ning Shuang launched their attacks, battering Zhizhu Emperor Son and Wugong Emperor Son until blood and bones flew, their divine bodies exploding over and over, their primordial spirits suffering repeated heavy blows.

Ah!

The three Emperor Sons howled, their voices like thunder shaking the nine heavens.

As Emperor Sons, their combat prowess was immense, yet bound by the array, they couldn't break free and had to defend passively. They knew all too well that under these circumstances, their destruction was only a matter of time.

Splash!

Under the fierce assault, Xue Mang Emperor Son's body exploded first.

But his recovery ability was domineering; he reformed his divine body.

Hey!

Ye Chen and his dharma body were furious, continuing the bombardment. Every time you healed, they'd blast you apart again. They'd see if your flesh was tougher or their Xu Tian Jue Sha array more dominant.

Xue Mang Emperor Son roared in rage, like a mad dog howling.

From the moment he embarked on cultivation in the Primordial era, he had marched triumphantly, slaying countless foes and fighting stunning battles. But this fight was unprecedentedly frustrating.

"Bon voyage," Ye Chen said coldly, his words echoing through the nine heavens. He burned over a million source stones, infusing the killing array with chaotic laws and his own origin, unleashing a peerlessly devastating array beam that reduced Xue Mang Emperor Son's body to blood mist, leaving only his ethereal primordial spirit.

"Safe travels," the dharma body added, before Xue Mang could reform. It activated the Xu Tian Jue Sha array, enhancing it with a divine curse secret art that targeted primordial spirits, merging ninety-nine beams into one and striking at Xue Mang.

"No! No! No!" Xue Mang Emperor Son roared, his eyes bulging, his ethereal primordial spirit twisting. But no matter how he roared, he couldn't block the array. In one strike, his primordial spirit was obliterated, vanishing into ashes.

"No! No! No!" More roars followed as Zhizhu Emperor Son and Wugong Emperor Son crumbled under Ming Jue and the others' attacks. Their shattered primordial spirits were gradually ground to dust by the imperial array patterns, leaving only echoes lingering in the world.

Only then did this desolate desert truly fall silent.

Who would have thought that this barren wasteland, in the span of an hour, would bury five Emperor Sons?

Ye Chen and his group's achievements were nothing short of world-shaking.

Emperor Sons were hard to kill, and Primordial Emperor Sons even harder, yet they had wiped out five without a single casualty—a complete and total victory, dealing a massive blow to the Primordial forces.

Those five Primordial Emperor Sons died in utter embarrassment. They had come with such momentum to kill Ye Chen, but not only failed, they were annihilated. Worst of all, they hadn't even taken one enemy with them.

"Keep going," Ye Chen said, retracting the array and heading toward the desert's edge.

"At this rate, the four of us could take down every Primordial Emperor Son one by one," Ming Jue chuckled.

"Unless something unexpected happens, that's exactly what we'll do," Xiao Chen replied, engraving array patterns as he spoke.

Ji Ning Shuang said nothing, focusing solely on engraving the patterns.

For some reason, her expression occasionally seemed distracted, even showing a hint of pain.

Ye Chen left the desert, creating over a hundred clones to search for traces of the Primordial Emperor Sons.

The Tian Zun ruins rumbled continuously, with battles erupting everywhere—it had to be Emperor Sons clashing.

Unfortunately, the rumbles were too far away. By the time he got there, everything would be over.

This time, Ye Chen's luck wasn't great. He searched thousands of li around and found not a single Primordial Emperor Son, not even a Primordial cultivator, let alone any Heavenly Emperor Sons or human cultivators.

"Where could they all be?" Ye Chen stood on a mountaintop, scratching his head in frustration.

It was such a prime opportunity to hunt Primordial Emperor Sons, but he couldn't find anyone.

The Tian Zun ruins were vast, and everyone had scattered earlier to chase the Heavenly Emperor Sons. Now, they were spread across the ruins, often thousands or tens of thousands of li apart, making it incredibly difficult to locate them.

Helpless, Ye Chen descended the mountain and headed further out.

It wasn't until nightfall that he spotted a few figures by a vast sea.

There were only four.

From a distance, he could make out Ya Yu, Xu Hao, Wang Liang, and Xue Qiao Emperor Sons.

Ya Yu, Xu Hao, and Wang Liang were in relatively good shape, but Xue Qiao Emperor Son looked anything but presentable. His body was covered in blood, shrouded in a force of annihilation that was eroding his essence.

Ye Chen could see clearly that Xue Qiao Emperor Son must have fought a Heavenly Emperor Son earlier—specifically, the Sun and Moon God Son. His current wretched state was likely the result of that battle.

"Zhiyan, I will kill you!" Xue Qiao Emperor Son's furious roar confirmed Ye Chen's guess. The annihilating force on him was woven from sun and moon light, extremely hard to dispel. The fact that Xue Qiao was still alive was nothing short of a miracle.

"You're the ones," Ye Chen thought, about to approach and lure them toward the desert.

But as soon as he lifted his foot, a curse came from Ming Jue's side: "Ye Chen, is your wife off her meds?"

Ye Chen's eyebrows twitched, and he retracted his step. Through Ming Jue's clone, he looked toward the desert.

What he saw was a dim world of flying yellow sand, flashing lightning, and thunder, with three people locked in battle—Xiao Chen, Ming Jue, and Ji Ning Shuang.

"What's going on?" Ye Chen was stunned.

"Ask your wife; she suddenly went berserk," Ming Jue shouted.

"It's not berserk; someone's cursing her," Xiao Chen transmitted through Ming Jue's true body to the clone.

Ye Chen didn't respond. He abandoned the idea of luring the Primordial Emperor Sons and turned back, his bright golden eyes fixed on Ji Ning Shuang through Ming Jue's clone and true body.

Ji Ning Shuang was indeed acting strangely. Her long hair was disheveled, her three thousand strands turned blood-red. Her once clear eyes were now dull and vacant, like those of a puppet or a walking corpse.

On her forehead, an ancient character was branded: Curse.

Her body was enveloped in colorful immortal glow, dazzling beyond compare.