Chapter 1990: Playing Baseball

"Seek death." A Taowu strongman roared in fury. Due to Ye Chen's words, thunderous anger erupted, and hundreds of Da Sheng simultaneously summoned their natal magical artifacts, covering the sky and earth as they bore down on Ye Chen.

Hundreds of Taowu Da Sheng launching a collective assault—it was an overwhelmingly grand spectacle.

That stretch of void was shrouded in utter darkness.

The cultivators of the various heavens changed color, hurriedly retreating into the ancient city. With hundreds of Da Sheng attacking at once, even a Zhun Di might not withstand it. They weren't unwilling to help, but they couldn't; if they acted, the other dozen or so primordial races would surely join the battle, making the situation even more dire.

A group of vermin!

Ye Chen shouted loudly, swinging his Lang Ya Bang and smashing a descending bronze furnace, causing it to explode with a boom.

Pfft!

Blood light flashed, and a Taowu Da Sheng spat blood as he flew backward. This was because the bronze furnace that Ye Chen had shattered was his natal magical artifact. With the artifact destroyed, its owner suffered a terrifying backlash.

Ye Chen didn't stop, his vital energy surging like flames. He wildly swung the Lang Ya Bang, smashing each Da Sheng weapon that pressed toward him, one by one, as if he were playing baseball.

Crack! Crack!

These sounds continued incessantly, crisp and resounding.

Gazing up at the void, the fragments of the exploded artifacts fell from the sky like rain of light, shimmering with various colors in a dazzling display.

Pfft! Pfft!

The crisp sounds of artifacts shattering were matched by the forceful sprays of blood from the Taowu Da Sheng. Every time an artifact exploded, a Da Sheng would hemorrhage, suffering a dreadful backlash and plummeting from the heavens.

Gulp!

Witnessing the scene outside the city, the cultivators of the various heavens collectively swallowed hard.

That sight was simply lawless. Those were Da Sheng weapons, yet in front of a Sheng Wang, they were so fragile. Not a single Da Sheng artifact could withstand one strike from Ye Chen.

"Activate the killing arrays and exterminate him." A Taowu Da Sheng roared.

At his command, over a dozen arrays awakened, all controlled by Da Sheng, targeting Ye Chen and firing beams of annihilating divine light.

"Just what I wanted." Ye Chen laughed, instantly performing Yi Tian Huan Di.

He had moved, but the Taowu Da Sheng he swapped with was left dumbfounded, not knowing what had happened before being struck by several divine beams and instantly reduced to ashes.

Pfft! Pfft!

In that instant, blood flowers bloomed repeatedly. Due to this clever maneuver, another three or five Taowu Da Sheng were tricked to their deaths. Even in death, they were filled with resentment, slain by their own killing arrays and sent to the afterlife.

"Stop!" The Taowu Da Sheng bellowed in rage.

"He knows Yi Tian Huan Di."

"Quick, seal the space."

Three commands echoed through the void. Now that they knew Ye Chen could swap spaces with others, they couldn't fire recklessly. Not only would they miss him, but they'd also wipe out their own people. To deal with someone like him, they needed tactics. Sealing the space was the most direct approach, locking down Ye Chen for a more straightforward fight.

Immediately, dozens of Da Sheng formed hand seals.

The space in that region was sealed, cutting off Ye Chen's Yi Tian Huan Di.

The next moment, the Taowu clan's arrays attacked again.

The void hummed as beams of array divine light shot toward Ye Chen, each one capable of annihilation.

"Hit me if you can, and I'll take your name." Ye Chen cursed loudly.

With that, he ascended into the sky, stepping on Dao essence, his movements even more profound, like a leisurely stroll through a courtyard as he darted through the nine heavens, leaving trails of afterimages and easily dodging the array divine lights.

Seeing this, the Taowu Da Sheng nearly choked on their breath, on the verge of spitting blood.

The cultivators of the various heavens were even more astounded, clicking their tongues in admiration and giving Ye Chen a thumbs-up. They'd seen evasion before, but never anything this slick. So many divine lights, and not a single one hit him.

"Seal it! Seal it for me and trap him." The Taowu Da Sheng shouted in anger.

Without needing his words, dozens of Da Sheng quickly set up sealing array diagrams. For someone like Ye Chen, they had to immobilize him first, then turn him into a living target and blast him to pieces.

Indeed, the many sealing arrays trapped Ye Chen in the void.

"Run! Keep running!" Seeing Ye Chen confined in the array, the Taowu strongmen charged from all sides, their faces twisted and ferocious, each one grinding their teeth in hatred.

"Trapping me? Your skills fall short." Ye Chen sneered.

As he spoke, he stepped directly on the array patterns and strode out of the confining array in just a second.

It seemed as if the array was nothing more than decoration to him.

This was all thanks to the Human King's training. Over the years, he had mastered the Emperor Dao Fu Xi's ninety-nine eighty-one arrays, reaching the peak in both creating and breaking them. How could mere arrays hold him?

"How is that possible?" The Taowu strongmen who had closed in were incredulous.

Those were top-tier arrays, capable of trapping Da Sheng, yet a mere Sheng Wang had broken out so easily. How could they not be shocked?

"Fight properly! Pay attention." In that instant, Ye Chen charged forward, wasting no words as he swung his club, blasting the bodies of the first few Da Sheng to smithereens.

"Die!" A Taowu Da Sheng roared, attacking from behind with a finger beam piercing the sky.

"With you?" Ye Chen snorted coldly, sidestepping it before flipping his hand to strike a palm, sending the Da Sheng flying with blood spraying, his divine body collapsing and only his primordial spirit falling from the void.

"Exterminate him." Three Taowu Da Sheng pounced, their expressions savage as they unleashed killing strikes.

Ye Chen didn't bother replying, enduring one strike and smashing the first Da Sheng into a spray of blood and bones. Then, with a sweeping kick, he exploded the second Da Sheng. The third was the most tragic, pierced through the brow and divine sea by a finger beam from Ye Chen, his primordial spirit and true form utterly destroyed.

Kill!

Dozens of Taowu Da Sheng howled, charging together.

Ye Chen showed no fear, plunging into the enemy ranks without any secret techniques, just wildly swinging his club.

Pfft! Pfft!

Blood flowers bloomed brilliantly as Taowu Da Sheng exploded one after another.

The scene was bloody and shocking.

"Who does this guy belong to? So ferocious." The cultivators of the various heavens on the city walls stared wide-eyed.

"He's concealed his origin with secret techniques; can't see his true form."

"One man turning hundreds of Taowu Da Sheng upside down—quite the audacity."

"Don't know why, but looking at him makes me inexplicably think of someone."

"Who?"

"The Desolate Ancient Saint Body, Ye Chen."

The old cultivator's words made the others' eyes light up. Indeed, the person battling the Taowu was just as domineering as the Saint Body, taking on a whole group alone without hesitation.

"Interesting." The dozen or so primordial races watching the fight all smirked and stroked their chins.

"You all, how long will you wait? Join forces and eliminate him." A Taowu Da Sheng roared in anger.

"Exterminating a mere Sheng Wang—why join forces?" A mocking laugh rang out from the Jin Ni clan.

It was a youth with purple hair, his blood-red robes fluttering, his face eerily delicate with a pair of phoenix eyes. At first glance, he looked like a woman.

But he was no simple figure. Though he appeared young, he was an old-timer who had consumed elixirs for eternal youth. His cultivation was at the Da Sheng peak, his aura dark and ominous, with vague phenomena flickering around him, his eyes gleaming with sinister light.

"Jin Ni Wang." Some elder cultivators recognized him.

"Is he strong?"

"His combat power is average, but he masters the Emperor Dao Tuo Li." The elder cultivator's expression darkened. "It's a heaven-defying Emperor Dao immortal technique that can peel magical artifacts out of the body, impossible to guard against. That's what makes Jin Ni Wang a tough adversary in support roles."

"So, you're saying Jin Ni Wang might peel out that person's Quasi-Emperor weapon?"

"Not might—definitely."

"Emperor Dao Tuo Li." Sure enough, as the elder finished speaking, Jin Ni Wang's sinister laugh echoed. He had already formed a hand seal, casting the forbidden technique—Emperor Dao Tuo Li.

Immediately, Ye Chen in the midst of battle shuddered violently.

In the next second, the Quasi-Emperor weapon fused in his body was peeled out. Not only that, it was no longer under his control, flying toward Jin Ni Wang and being suppressed by him.

"What a fine Quasi-Emperor weapon." Jin Ni Wang's lips curved slightly as he gently stroked the Quasi-Emperor sword, admiring it with a playful, mocking smile.

Glancing at Ye Chen, his aura plummeted due to the weapon's removal.

"This is awkward." Ye Chen's mouth twitched, his expression a mix of surprise. He never expected such a secret technique existed, one that could even peel away a Quasi-Emperor weapon, catching him off guard.

Without the Quasi-Emperor weapon's boost, he was just a Sheng Wang. Though he could still slay Da Sheng, their numbers were terrifyingly overwhelming, far beyond what he could handle alone. A direct fight would mean certain death.

Buzz! Buzz!

As Ye Chen felt troubled, his Lang Ya Bang in hand also vibrated.

Jin Ni Wang was using Emperor Dao Tuo Li again, trying to peel it away as well.

Ye Chen inwardly scolded, empowering the Lang Ya Bang with secret techniques. This wasn't an ordinary Lang Ya Bang—it was his natal magical artifact, the Chaos Divine Cauldron; he couldn't let it be taken.

The Chaos Cauldron was extraordinary, buzzing in resistance against the Emperor Dao Tuo Li.

This time, Jin Ni Wang failed, raising an eyebrow as he sneered, "Interesting."

"Capture him alive for me." On the other side, the Taowu Da Sheng said with a savage grin.

"Capture him alive." The Taowu strongmen surrounded Ye Chen from all directions, their faces like demons, licking their bloody tongues, intent on seizing him and torturing him to death.

Ye Chen frowned deeply, his expression grave. He wanted to summon the Underworld Yama for aid, but the problem was, they wouldn't give him the time. Before he could call, he'd likely be exterminated.

"A dead end." The cultivators in the city tensed, their heartstrings pulled tight. Without the Quasi-Emperor weapon, he was just a Sheng Wang; unless something unexpected happened, he would surely be slain.

"I was thinking of rushing out to help, but now this weird Jin Ni Wang shows up." Lin Xing cursed inwardly. He knew that if he charged out, he'd end up like Ye Chen, with his Quasi-Emperor weapon peeled away, leaving him as just a Sheng Wang—nowhere near enough.

"Where are the Zhun Di? Our heavens' Zhun Di?"

"What about the Five Great Forbidden Zones? Why aren't they intervening?"

The cultivators' hearts cried out. Even one Zhun Di appearing, or a response from the forbidden zones, could resolve this crisis. Otherwise, their heavens' talents would face certain death today.

Alas, their cries went unanswered, with no sign of any Zhun Di or forbidden zone reaction.