Chapter 1928: Bloodline Limit vs. Bloodline Limit

Chapter 1928: Xueji Xianjie VS Xueji Xianjie

"Another Xueji Xianjie? What nonsense!"

Xiao Yuanhuang's outburst echoed loudly amid the chorus of astonished voices, as he leaped about wildly in the vast crowd, seething with unexplained fury.

"No wonder Xuefa Dizi didn't die. Xueji Xianjie, a rebirth from the brink of death?"

Someone murmured thoughtfully.

"First Ji Ningshuang, then Ye Chen, and now Xuefa Dizi. Has Xueji Xianjie become as common as cabbages?"

An elderly quasi-emperor, stroking his beard, was utterly bewildered, his face a mask of confusion.

"Since the dawn of heaven and earth, no era has seen two emperors rise together, and Xueji Xianjie has never appeared on the same day. How could such a thing happen?"

Chiyangzi muttered to himself, his eyes filled with bewilderment.

"Emperor-level figures awakening Xueji Xianjie at the same time—an ominous sign!"

Donghuang Taixin whispered softly, her clear, water-like eyes reflecting ancient depths and deep concern.

"One who awakens Xueji Xianjie is truly defying the heavens."

Yaochi Xianmu spoke leisurely.

No one disagreed with her words. Throughout history, those who had awakened Xueji Xianjie were no ordinary individuals—be it Ji Ningshuang, Ye Chen, or the Tengshe Clan Crown Prince, they were all formidable figures.

Moreover, everyone present knew Xuefa Dizi's identity well.

His name was Kuiba, the emperor's son of the Kuiba Clan, and his father, Kuiba Great Emperor, was a supreme being who shook the ancients and dazzled the present.

"The heavens have blessed Honghuang."

The Honghuang powerhouses inhaled sharply, their blood-red eyes gleaming with fiery excitement. Their Honghuang emperor's sons had been suppressed and beaten for so long, but now, a figure like Kuiba Dizi had emerged to turn the tide. He would surely restore honor to the great Honghuang clans.

"Kill, kill, kill."

The Honghuang emperor's sons gritted their teeth, growling through clenched jaws, their ferocious laughter baring sharp fangs. Their sinister faces were more terrifying than hellish demons.

They had been ready to withdraw from the Chaos Sea, but with this sudden surprise, they decided to stay. They frantically stuffed pills into their mouths to restore their vital energy, preparing for another group assault on Ye Chen. Ye Chen was in a Xueji Xianjie state, but now, they had one too.

Both sides possessed Xueji Xianjie, both in a near-immortal state. It was unclear who was stronger, but most importantly, Kuiba Dizi wasn't fighting alone—he had the other emperor's sons as allies.

In this emperor-level battle, Honghuang hadn't lost yet. In fact, they were likely to turn defeat into victory.

Under the watchful eyes of the multitude, Kuiba Dizi manifested his golden body, standing atop a sea of demonic blood, with a vast starry sky above his head and the fertile lands of Honghuang at his back. He was like a god, a supreme demonic deity overlooking the eight directions. His vital energy surged like a tidal wave, and the rolling Honghuang aura made the starry sky rumble and tremble.

"This feeling is absolutely wonderful."

Kuiba Dizi chuckled darkly, stretching his neck contentedly, his expression one of pure enjoyment. It was all due to the overwhelming power of Xueji Xianjie, which filled his entire body—his limbs, organs, and meridians all felt as if forged from steel and iron, exciting him to the point of madness. This near-immortal state was a heaven-defying blessing!

Ye Chen said nothing, only watching quietly. He hadn't expected Kuiba Dizi to achieve rebirth on the edge of life and death.

He was no stranger to this emperor's son. Among the Honghuang emperor's sons, Kuiba's combat prowess ranked in the top three—a fact Ye Chen had witnessed in the Tianzun Ruins. He was indeed powerful.

Earlier, if not for his own Xueji Xianjie enhancement, Ye Chen wouldn't have slain Kuiba so easily.

Fate's twists were ironic: it was the pressure from Ye Chen that had driven Kuiba Dizi to this rebirth, awakening Xueji Xianjie in the realm between life and death, truly qualifying him to compete.

"You and I both have Xueji Xianjie—who is weaker, who is stronger?"

Kuiba laughed at Ye Chen, his sharp white fangs gleaming with a sinister light, his deep, black-hole-like eyes full of demonic intent.

Ye Chen remained indifferent, responding with his most dominant attack—a punch that shattered the starry sky, as if nothing could stand against it.

"I will make your blood splatter across the stars."

Kuiba roared furiously, unleashing a palm strike that formed an entire realm.

Boom!

Their fist and palm collided with a thunderous crash, and the starry sky couldn't withstand the pressure, collapsing in an instant.

Glancing at the two clashing figures, Ye Chen stood like an unmovable stele, but his fist was mangled and bloody, blood flowing—though it regenerated in a flash, with terrifying recovery speed.

In comparison, Kuiba Dizi was slightly inferior, forced back half a step, his palm exploding into ash before instantly regenerating and reforming his flesh and bones. Any discerning eye could see that in this exchange, he had lost. Even in the Xueji Xianjie state, he was weaker than Ye Chen.

"Kill!"

Kuiba bellowed in rage, sweeping forward with the sea of demonic blood, lunging to attack. He had been outmatched by Ye Chen before due to the latter's Xueji Xianjie, but now that he was in the same near-immortal state, falling behind still left him furious. His anger blazed across the stars.

Ye Chen, in turn, dominated the eight directions, striding atop the Golden Immortal Sea as he crossed the starry sky.

The sea of demonic blood clashed with the Golden Immortal Sea, devouring and stalemating each other, neither able to gain the upper hand.

"Kill!"

Kuiba shrieked, instantly closing in on Ye Chen, his palm like a divine blade slicing open Ye Chen's chest and ripping out three ribs. They were bloody and turned to ash in his grasp.

Ye Chen was wounded, but Kuiba fared no better, punched straight through from front to back by Ye Chen, the bloody hole glaring, with Kuiba's beating heart visible through it.

"Die!"

Kuiba howled savagely, swinging another palm that severed one of Ye Chen's arms on the spot.

Ye Chen didn't hold back either, his golden fist exploding half of Kuiba's skull.

After two rounds, they were evenly matched, neither catching a breath before attacking again. The battle erupted into close-quarters combat, neither using secret techniques, relying solely on their physical bodies—you strike with a palm, I counter with a fist. It was pure, brutal hand-to-hand fighting, each blow drawing blood.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The scene of the fight was raw and bloody, with blood spraying and bones shattering.

Ye Chen was blown apart repeatedly, and Kuiba was buried time and again. Both in the Xueji Xianjie state, both nearly immortal, they exploded and regenerated endlessly, fueled by immense power, squandering it without care, focused only on relentless offense.

Blood stained the starry sky as they bathed in each other's gore, pushing their attacks to the extreme.

The starry sky fractured inch by inch from the chaos, punched full of massive holes, with spatial rifts everywhere and black holes greedily devouring their bones and blood without end.

"Xueji Xianjie is just that indulgent."

Canglong Huang watched with a tsk of amazement. "In any other state, they wouldn't fight like this. No techniques, no secret arts or divine powers at all."

"Nearly immortal—who cares how they fight? It's no surprise they're so reckless."

Xuanwu Huang sighed in admiration.

"They can't kill each other, so it'll end in a draw."

Baihu Huang said. "This battle is pointless. In my view, it'll go on until they exit Xueji Xianjie, then decide life and death."

"Don't be so absolute."

Qilin Huang spoke leisurely. "Have you forgotten the Tengshe Crown Prince from back then? He was in Xueji Xianjie too, and Ye Chen still beat him into a cripple."

Roar! Roar!

As they spoke, sudden dragon roars echoed.

Looking over, they saw Ye Chen and Kuiba had both transformed into dragon forms—Ye Chen as a golden divine dragon, Kuiba as a red divine dragon. Neither were of the Dragon Clan; it was merely an external manifestation of their dao.

The two massive divine dragons, each over a hundred zhang long, coiled through the starry sky, locked in combat. One gold and one red, they radiated immortal light, dazzlingly bright. Strands of blood rained down as they continued their assault mid-fall, fighting to the death in an utterly brutal war.

The starry sky shook again, collapsing and mending in a cycle, only to shatter once more.

That region became a realm of chaos, with thunder and lightning weaving into a sea of thunder, more devastating than heavenly tribulation. Visions appeared: immortal waterfalls, silver rivers, fiery trees, and flaming mountains.

Below, whether from Honghuang or the various heavens, whether elders or juniors, all gazed upward in awe.

Never before had Xueji Xianjie appeared on the same day. This battle was an unprecedented spectacle throughout eternity.

The Holy Body Ye Chen and Emperor's Son Kuiba had forged a legendary milestone. Regardless of who won or lost, this conquest would be etched deeply in the annals of history, passed down through generations.

Many took out memory crystals to capture the scenes—not for boasting, but because this war was too momentous, a way to eternally record these fleeting moments.

They felt immensely fortunate to witness this peak battle.

Outside the combat zone, figures kept appearing, and upon closer inspection, they were the various heavens' emperor-level figures who had fled earlier, all returning breathless, as if they had raced back at full speed.

"How is that possible?"

The Honghuang powerhouses frowned deeply. The return of the various heavens' emperor-level figures—did that mean the Honghuang emperor's sons pursuing them had all been slain?

"So many Honghuang emperor's sons, all wiped out?"

Even the various heavens' cultivators were stunned.

The answer, of course, was no. The fleeing emperor-level figures from the various heavens were mostly half-dead and lacked the strength to slaughter Honghuang emperor's sons. The reason their pursuers were gone was that they had shaken them off, leading them on a wild chase through the starry sky before losing them.

These various heavens' emperor-level figures were quite tenacious. They had outrun the Honghuang emperor's sons and doubled back to watch the show.

However, Xuanyuan Dizi was the real deal—he had truly slain a Honghuang emperor's son. He had intended to return and aid Ye Chen, but upon arrival, he witnessed this major event.

"Am I seeing things?"

Riyue Shenzi stared in shock at the void. "Another Xueji Xianjie?"

"What's going on?"

Wuji Dizi's expression was full of surprise. They had been gone a short while, and now there was such a big shock—a Xueji Xianjie wasn't enough; another had appeared.

"Kuiba awakening Xueji Xianjie at this time is truly unexpected."

Tianque Dizi couldn't help but sigh.

"Has Xueji Xianjie really become as common as cabbages?"

Mingjue's mouth twitched. Seeing three Xueji Xianjie in one day was an extraordinary sight—even the Ming Emperor had never witnessed such a scene!

"Xueji Xianjie is rare, but two clashing in this state is unheard of in eternity."

The emperor-level figures all murmured to themselves. This day was destined to be extraordinary, full of impossibilities.