Chapter 1926: A Great Irony

Boom! Rumble!

In the vast starry sky, entire star domains shook as if the apocalypse was collapsing.

In the midst of the chaotic sea, a fierce battle raged between over a dozen Zhutian Emperor's Children and more than twenty Hong Huang Emperor's Children.

Above the chaotic sea, in the ethereal void, another fight unfolded. It was still more than twenty Hong Huang Emperor's Children, forming a massive formation, surrounding and attacking Ye Chen alone. Yet, they kept losing Emperor's Children one after another.

"My hands are itching to join in." On the outskirts, Xiao Yuan Huang scratched his ears and cheeks in frustration, regretting his insufficient combat power to participate in the Emperor's Children battle. He could only watch eagerly, his blood boiling with excitement.

"Old Seven is dominating!" Compared to him, Kui Niu was much more optimistic, bellowing in his rough, booming voice that echoed through the heavens. Unable to fight, he cheered for Ye Chen from the sidelines.

"The Holy Body is dominating!" The younger generation of Zhutian roared like crashing waves, each shout louder than the last. So many had roared themselves hoarse and even coughed up blood, but their voices never weakened, making the elders' ears ring.

"With this level of power, it would take at least fifty Emperor's Children to take down Ye Chen." Chi Yang Zi muttered as he stuffed cotton into his ears. Even as a quasi-emperor, his hearing was overwhelmed by the noise.

"What's the point of winning?" Yao Chi Xian Mu sighed softly, her expression sorrowful. She was deeply grieved by Ji Ning Shuang's death. Though Ji Ning Shuang was no longer the goddess of Yao Chi, Yao Chi Xian Mu had watched her grow up. Now, seeing her die so young, it was a heartbreak no parent should endure.

"I wonder how he'll face Ye Fan when he returns to Da Chu." Dong Huang Tai Xin murmured quietly. At just two or three years old, the child had become motherless. In the endless years to come, only memories would remain. As the guardian deity of Da Chu, she felt responsible for not saving Ye Chen's wife.

Puff!

Amid the discussions, a blood-soaked body fell from the void. It exploded into ashes before hitting the ground. Another Emperor's Child had been slain by Ye Chen, his physical body pierced and his primordial spirit obliterated in a single strike.

By now, seven Hong Huang Emperor's Children had fallen to Ye Chen.

The faces of the Hong Huang experts twisted into grotesque expressions, their eyes blood-red with savage fury.

Once again, it was the Holy Body, Ye Chen, shattering what should have been Hong Huang's total victory. Emperor's Children fell one after another, all because of the Blood Succession Limit, which had turned the tide and made Hong Huang's casualties devastatingly severe.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

More than one Hong Huang quasi-emperor roared inwardly, their eyes bulging with rage, yearning to flay Ye Chen alive.

Unfortunately, the Zhutian cultivators gave them no chance.

Earlier, the Hong Huang experts had surrounded the chaotic sea, but now the roles were reversed. Zhutian cultivators encircled it like a tidal wave, forming layer upon layer of human walls around the chaotic sea, creating mountains of figures to protect Ye Chen and the Zhutian Emperor's Children.

At the same time, from the direction of Xuan Huang Continent, imperial artifacts hummed, their supreme emperor's might spreading outward, accompanied by the sounds of the emperor's dao. It was a clear warning to Hong Huang: let the juniors fight without senior interference.

Irony. Utter irony.

Not long ago, Hong Huang had treated the five forbidden zones as equals, but now they were the ones at a disadvantage. As for bending the rules, that was out of the question.

Puff! Puff!

In just a few minutes, more Hong Huang Emperor's Children were slain in the void. One was torn apart alive by Ye Chen, and another had his primordial spirit completely destroyed. The scene of their demise was eternally etched in time.

Nine now. Ye Chen had slain nine Hong Huang Emperor's Children. With over thirty surrounding him, yet still managing to kill nine, his feats were unmatched among his peers.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately!" The Hong Huang experts could watch no longer, shouting at the top of their lungs. Though they couldn't join the fight, they could call their Emperor's Children back. Knowing the enemy wouldn't back down, persisting was reckless folly. If they continued, they'd be wiped out entirely.

Their plan was to withdraw the Emperor's Children quickly and deal with the situation later.

However, their calls went unheeded. The Hong Huang Emperor's Children charged like mad dogs, their eyes bloodshot, determined not to stop until Ye Chen is dead.

Rage had clouded their judgment. They knew they were outmatched but fought on desperately.

Due to their frenzy, even Ye Chen in his Blood Succession Limit state was constantly drenched in blood. Several times, his Holy Body was shattered, leaving only a drop of blood before reforming into a golden physique.

Throughout it all, he hadn't uttered a word, like a cold puppet driven only by slaughter.

Gazing up at the sky, his figure appeared desolate and solitary amid the Hong Huang Emperor's Children, yet also brilliant and dazzling. Golden vital energy danced with the demonic aura of the Blood Succession Limit, his domineering Holy Body like forged steel, brimming with endless mysterious power that surged through him like burning flames, making him indestructible. He was the embodiment of a demon god and a war god, overlooking the world and surveying the eight directions.

The Blood Succession Limit was his greatest asset, allowing him to charge forward or retreat at will. Given enough time, he could slay the Hong Huang Emperor's Children one by one—this was his unyielding confidence.

In terms of the Blood Succession Limit, his combat power surpassed even Ji Ning Shuang's. This wasn't because she was inferior to him, but because she had been in a state of no consciousness earlier, unable to adapt or maximize the limit's potential. That was her flaw.

Ye Chen, however, was fully aware. He combined various immortal techniques perfectly, knowing when to advance, when to strike fatally, and when to temporarily withdraw.

He remained silent, but inwardly, he roared, cursing the heavens and the Zhuxian Sword.

He couldn't fall. He needed to kill, to tread over bones and blood, defying the heavens all the way to the pinnacle of the dao. Then, he would charge to the end of the void, slaughter the heartless heavens, bury the soul of the Zhuxian Sword with the world's graves, and offer up that hateful heavenly will as a sacrifice for the innocent souls.

"Kill!"

For the first time, he spoke, a roar from his soul, filled with fury, grief, and resentment. The stars trembled at his cry, and nearby lifeless stars exploded with a boom.

"Kill!"

A Hong Huang Emperor's Child roared in response, unleashing an emperor's dao immortal technique that pierced Ye Chen's skull.

"Kill!"

Twenty Emperor's Children bellowed in unison. In an instant, twenty emperor's dao immortal techniques erupted—swords, blades, palm strikes, immortal lights—all blasting Ye Chen's Holy Body to pieces. His radiant holy bones, stained with dark holy blood, scattered across the vast cosmos.

"Seal!"

Seeing Ye Chen destroyed, the twenty Emperor's Children quickly formed seals, conjuring an ancient emperor's dao formation. Intricate and mysterious emperor's dao patterns spread across the stars, with supreme emperor's might radiating outward.

But they had underestimated the Blood Succession Limit.

The holy blood in the air gathered rapidly, reforming Ye Chen's Holy Body. Before the formation could fully activate, he had already escaped, delivering a palm strike that covered the sky like a mountain, smashing one Emperor's Child into a bloody pulp. Even his primordial spirit turned into a wisp of blood-red mist under that blow.

Now, ten Hong Huang Emperor's Children had been slain.

In that moment, Ye Chen, the Archaic Holy Body, became not only a ruthless emperor slayer but also a god of death for Emperor's Children. From royal heirs to half-emperors and great emperors, he had slain them all.

"Kill!"

Even so, the Hong Huang Emperor's Children pressed on relentlessly, burning their lifespans and activating every forbidden technique to sustain their power. They transformed into demonic figures, devouring the cosmos and dominating the eight directions, all turned into madmen with bloodthirsty eyes and twisted, ferocious faces.

They were strong, but Ye Chen was stronger. In his Blood Succession Limit state, he activated the Domineering Body, expanded the Chaos Realm, and set up the Escaping Armor Heavenly Character array within himself. Layer upon layer of enhancement forbidden techniques activated one after another.

The battle grew extraordinarily fierce, with the Holy Body bleeding and the Emperor's Children bleeding, descending into utter madness.

Puff!

In the chaotic sea, a Zhutian Emperor's Child was severely wounded—it was the Gu Zu Shen Nu, her immortal body nearly destroyed.

Among the Emperor's Children, she was the weakest. Due to the Zhuxian Sword, she had unlocked all her divine treasuries, giving her enough strength to face an Emperor's Child, but her power still fell short. Persisting this far was already impressive. She couldn't fight anymore; continuing would mean death.

"Screw this, I'm out." The Gu Zu Shen Nu snarled and vanished in a flash, escaping the chaotic sea.

"Not so fast." A Hong Huang Emperor's Child snorted coldly and chased after her.

The Gu Zu Shen Nu glanced back and fled deeper into the stars. Even if she couldn't fight, she still had value in luring the enemy away. That was all she could do.

She and the Hong Huang Emperor's Child disappeared into the depths of space, one ahead and one behind.

Many Zhutian juniors followed, including some hidden powerful figures, hoping to aid the Gu Zu Shen Nu. If not, they'd gang up on the enemy—after all, they had the numbers.