Chapter 2087: Let's Go Somewhere Else?

Puff! Puff!

Blood erupted suddenly. Ye Chen and Ren Wang were pierced one after another, turning into human skewers. Ye Chen was slightly better off; he had previously fought Qiong Qi, suffering heavy injuries, but his Yuan Shen wasn't damaged. Ren Wang, however, was in a terrible state, almost extinguished.

Despite being struck, Ye Chen showed immense determination and immediately got up to run, dragging Ren Wang along. They streaked through the starry sky like a bolt of divine light, amidst roaring winds and thunder.

Behind them, Mu Liuqing pursued relentlessly.

He had truly been turned into a killing machine. The orders from the Zhu Xian Jian were likely to eliminate Ren Wang and Ye Chen, as Ren Wang knew too many secrets, and Ye Chen's potential was terrifyingly immense. Leaving them alive was a massive threat.

The vast starry sky was thrown into chaos once more by this chase and escape.

Wherever the three passed, explosions rumbled continuously. Meteors shattered one by one, stars exploded in succession, and even the cultivators in their path suffered greatly, none able to withstand Mu Liuqing's oppressive aura.

"We'll be caught eventually. Call for help," Ren Wang said, coughing up blood.

"You call for help then!" Ye Chen shouted back.

"I can't find anyone. Use the Emperor Dao Tong Ming to summon Yan Luo from the Ming Jie," Ren Wang transmitted urgently. "In my current state, I can hold them off for a while longer for you."

"The problem is, Tong Ming isn't working," Ye Chen replied with a dry cough.

As he spoke, he sent Ren Wang a strand of divine sense, embedding the details of the Ming Jie's isolation within it.

Ren Wang absorbed it and, caught off guard, spat out another mouthful of blood.

If Ye Chen hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have known the Ming Jie had such a setup. Damn it, they should have given a heads-up! Now that they needed help, everything had fallen apart.

"Summon the divine generals or the emperors—Dong Huang Tai Xin would do," Ye Chen said in a panic.

"Don't joke. This part of the starry sky is separated from Da Chu by countless star domains. Even if they could come, they wouldn't make it in time. At your speed, we'll be caught in less than half a shichen," Ren Wang replied.

"Hey, did we forget someone?" Ye Chen asked.

Hearing this, Ren Wang glanced sideways at Ye Chen, and their eyes met with a meaningful look.

Then, they both took a deep breath.

And then...

"Xie Mo."

"Come out and greet your guests!"

These two shouts echoed with overwhelming dominance.

No exaggeration—their voices and sound waves spread out directly, infused with their cultivation power, across the starry sky. A few stars were even shaken to pieces.

In another part of the starry sky, Xie Mo was walking through the void.

She stumbled at the sudden words, nearly falling.

Xie Mo—wasn't that referring to her? No mistake there.

The awkward part was the follow-up line, which was outrageously bold.

As a supreme being of the same level as the Chimai, even the Hong Lian Female Emperor before her ascension might not be her match. This peerless queen, with her stunning grace, was now being called out like a common worker. Her temper flared up instantly, rising like a rocket at 180 miles per hour.

Xie Mo's beautiful eyes sparkled with fury as she headed straight for the source of the sound.

Boom! Bang!

Meanwhile, two more explosions rocked the starry sky. Mu Liuqing's sword strike sent the two flying, hurtling over eight thousand zhang, and a perfectly intact star was smashed to rubble by their impact.

"Xie Mo."

"Come out and greet your guests!"

Amid the flying debris, the howls continued. Ye Chen and Ren Wang, one scrambling and rolling, the other crawling and tumbling, pressed on shamelessly without looking back. The mighty Huang Gu Sheng Ti and the remnant soul of the Ren Huang had completely lost all dignity.

"What talents the heavens produce!" This sigh came from the Jie Ming Shan in the Ming Jie.

Though Ye Chen couldn't communicate with the Ming Jie, those in the Ming Jie could still observe the heavens.

At that moment, on the misty peak of Jie Ming Shan, twelve figures stood: Ming Di, Di Huang, and the ten Yan Luo of the underworld, all watching the events in the heavens, witnessing Ren Wang and Ye Chen's desperate flight.

"Xie Mo."

"Come out and greet your guests!"

These howls were heard most clearly.

The ten Yan Luo clicked their tongues in amazement, thoroughly impressed by the duo, especially Qin Guang Wang, who felt an inexplicable itch to act. Xie Mo was the one he admired, and hearing this made him seethe with anger.

As for Ming Di, he simply rubbed his brow.

Though he was a great emperor, in terms of seniority, Xie Mo far surpassed him. This "come out and greet your guests" was refreshingly novel, something only scoundrels like Ye Chen and Ren Wang could dream up.

Di Huang's expression was equally awkward.

How could the Sacred Body lineage, known for its unyielding strength, produce such a character? And the Ren Huang, who shook the ancients and dazzled the moderns—his remnant soul was acting like this. One Huang Gu Sheng Ti and one Ren Huang remnant soul were an utter embarrassment.

Puff! Puff!

As they watched, Ye Chen and Ren Wang spat blood again, strung up like kebabs once more.

Serves them right!

The ten Yan Luo cursed in unison.

Mu Liuqing and Xie Mo made a fine pair, yet these two had insulted her. It was only fitting they were being hunted. For some reason, the ten Yan Luo all harbored a secret hope: that the pair would be wiped out.

"Xie Mo."

"Come out and greet your guests!"

In the vast starry sky, Ye Chen and Ren Wang kept fleeing, howling all the way.

By now, both were unrecognizable, barely avoiding fatal strikes but still battered by the aftershocks. Mu Liuqing's pursuit drove them mad—they couldn't beat him, so all they could do was run.

"That black-robed figure—who could he be?"

"Can't make out his true form; it's illusory and eerie, and he's incredibly powerful."

"The two being chased are quite the characters too!"

The chase created a huge commotion, drawing cultivators from all sides who murmured in discussion, stunned and baffled. They only knew Mu Liuqing was extraordinarily strong and that Ye Chen and Ren Wang were shameless beyond belief.

Some wanted to follow for the spectacle, but no one could keep up.

Mu Liuqing's movements were ghostly and unpredictable, and Ye Chen and Ren Wang weren't far behind, appearing as mere streaks of light.

It wasn't clear when, but the two finally entered an ancient star.

More accurately, they were blasted in by Mu Liuqing. Ren Wang was in a pathetic state, nearly exploding on the spot.

Ye Chen wasn't much better; his Sacred Body was reduced to a pulp.

In the next breath, Mu Liuqing arrived, silent as ever, raising his hand to press down with a palm. His palm seal covered the sky and earth, its power capable of destroying heavens and earth, sending tremors through all who felt it.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth and suddenly stood up.

He activated his Outer Appearance Ba Ti, raising both hands to hold up the palm seal.

Crack!

In an instant, his hundred-zhang Outer Appearance Ba Ti fractured inch by inch, unable to withstand Mu Liuqing's palm. Even his recently healed Huang Gu Sheng Ti suffered devastating blows—his limbs, internal organs, and meridians were all ground into blood and ash in that moment.

"Get out of the way!" Ren Wang roared hoarsely, forcing himself upright and striking at the void with a palm.

Puff!

Blood splattered again as Ren Wang fared worse than Ye Chen; his physical body disintegrated into dust, leaving only a faint Yuan Shen. Still, his desperate strike shattered Mu Liuqing's palm seal.

"This guy's way too overpowered," Ye Chen said, swaying and coughing up blood profusely.

"The Zhu Xian Jian is secretly aiding him," Ren Wang said coldly, also staggering. He wanted to reform his body but was too gravely injured; though willing, he lacked the strength and could only maintain his Yuan Shen state.

"Is there a way to sever his connection with the Zhu Xian Jian?"

"I've tried before. Not only did it fail, but I got tricked by the Zhu Xian Jian instead," Ren Wang gasped. "It's not inside Mu Liuqing's body; it's probably in some distant part of the starry sky, controlling him with secret techniques."

"Damn it!" Ye Chen's eyes turned blood-red with rage, spitting blood in fury.

Buzz!

As they spoke, the void trembled, and Mu Liuqing's second palm seal descended, even more powerful than the first. Everywhere it passed turned to ash, its supreme pressure locking down the entire world.

In an instant, Ye Chen found himself immobilized.

Ren Wang, in his Yuan Shen state, was even more trapped.

The palm's oppressive force was overwhelming, but it wasn't just from Mu Liuqing—it came from the Zhu Xian Jian, which was likely enhancing his power through some heavenly secret method to annihilate them.

"You're forcing me to go all out!" Ye Chen's eyes were wild with madness.

In that moment, all his artifacts burst from his body—the Chaos Cauldron, the God-Smiting Whip, the Sky-Slaying Halberd, from Quasi-Emperor weapons down to Saint weapons—all soared upward, intent on self-destructing to block Mu Liuqing's palm. Because, aside from that, he had no other options.

The cost was enormous.

Among those artifacts were over a dozen Quasi-Emperor weapons, hundreds of Great Saint weapons, and his own life-bound tools. Once they exploded, they would vanish into history forever.

It pained him deeply.

But for survival, he was willing to pay any price.

However, just as he was about to detonate them, a brilliant immortal radiance manifested before him, forming a vague, ethereal figure that gradually solidified into a dreamlike beauty.

This figure was none other than Xie Mo.