Chapter 2119: Death Battle Pact

Chapter 2119: Sheng Si Zhan Yue

As dawn approached, Ye Chen finally set out, activating the domain gate to head to Wang Xuan Star for the battle.

Before leaving, this devoted family man didn't forget to prepare breakfast for his wives and children. By the time the women emerged from their rooms, he was already gone, and no one needed to ask where he had gone—they all knew.

The women understood without a word and each ascended to the heavens, also making their way toward Wang Xuan Star.

However, as soon as they left Heng Yue Sect, they were met by a shimmering jade hand sweeping toward them, sending them back to Jade Maiden Peak. Immediately after, nine imperial Dao law arrays enveloped the entire Heng Yue Sect.

"What the heck?" Xiong Er shouted loudly.

"Why seal off our Heng Yue like this?" The elders and disciples of Heng Yue Sect were all in an uproar, putting on their armor and grabbing their weapons, ready to go assist Ye Chen in battle. But now, with these law arrays in place, they couldn't even leave the sect gates.

"Senior, why do this?" Chu Xuan murmured softly, her brows furrowed as she gazed toward the direction of Tian Xuan Gate. She knew it was Dong Huang Tai Xin who had sealed Heng Yue, and she had even used imperial Dao-level arrays.

"Stay peacefully in Da Chu." From the void above, Dong Huang Tai Xin's ethereal voice descended. Though she understood the women's concerns, it was best they didn't go, to avoid adding unnecessary burdens to Ye Chen.

Chu Xuan said nothing and immediately urged the imperial weapon, trying to tear open a gap.

Unfortunately, her cultivation was too low to fully unleash the imperial weapon's power, and she couldn't shake the imperial Dao arrays.

"Lend me the imperial weapon." Ji Ning Shuang transmitted her voice.

Chu Xuan didn't refuse and casually waved her hand, merging the imperial weapon into Ji Ning Shuang's body.

Ji Ning Shuang remained silent, simply closing her eyes gently.

In the next instant, she vanished with a whoosh, leaving no trace behind.

Dong Huang Tai Xin was stunned by what she saw. Even nine imperial Dao arrays couldn't hold her?

"It must be Meng Hui Qian Gu." Yue Huang pondered.

"A Saint King at the peak who has comprehended Meng Hui Qian Gu to such a profound level is truly extraordinary." Tian Jiu sighed in admiration. As a divine general who once followed the Emperor in battles across the heavens, even he was surprised.

"In this world, no law array can trap her anymore." Dong Huang Tai Xin chuckled and shook her head. She had essentially dreamed her way out—who could contain that? Unless they trapped her dreams as well.

As she spoke, she lightly waved her hand, opening a domain gate aimed at Wang Xuan Star.

Chu Xuan and the others couldn't go, but they had to. With the catastrophe wave not yet over and most quasi-emperors not returned, the three of them needed to hold the line. They couldn't let Hong Huang look down on Da Chu.

Bang! Boom! Bang!

From the direction of Heng Yue Sect, deafening roars echoed. A crowd of people were furiously bombarding the imperial Dao arrays with their weapons, determined to go assist in the battle. But how could they get out if they were sealed like this?

It was awkward—they couldn't break through at all. Even the imperial weapon couldn't shake it, let alone them.

Chu Xuan and the others felt the same way. No matter how much they racked their brains, they never expected Dong Huang Tai Xin to pull something like this. If they'd known, they would have left earlier to avoid being sealed in.

As for Ji Ning Shuang, she was truly an exception. With Meng Hui Qian Gu, no one could trap her.

Unfortunately, her comprehension of Meng Hui Qian Gu was still incomplete, so she could only escape alone and couldn't take anyone else with her.

Still, that was enough. One supreme imperial weapon was as powerful as a million soldiers, and she hadn't even undergone her heavenly tribulation yet. If Hong Huang dared to cause trouble, they'd just spill more blood.

The starry sky was profound and vast.

Gazing into the distance, streaks of figures shot like radiant rainbows.

Their destination was all Wang Xuan Star. The life-and-death battle between the Desolate Ancient Holy Body and the Hong Huang Emperor's Son was not to be missed—they had to go support the Holy Body. Even many old-timers in seclusion were awakened by their juniors and hurried over, covered in travel dust.

Wang Xuan Star, the largest star in the heavens, held legendary significance.

Legend had it that standing on Wang Xuan Star, one could see the Xuan Huang Continent.

But too many people had tried, and Xuan Huang was impossible to see clearly—only the vague outline of the Xuan Huang Star Sea could be glimpsed.

Who would have thought that the largest star in the heavens was actually a dead, silent one? Or rather, it once had a lineage of inheritance, but for some unknown reason, its star source was depleted, leaving no spiritual energy in the world, gradually turning it into a wasteland that few mentioned or visited.

"What a shame for such a massive star to lack a star source." The cultivators who arrived first stood at the peak of a mountain, sighing in emotion.

The talents from Xuan Huang and the various heavenly Emperor's Sons had also arrived, aware of Wang Xuan Star's legends. But if one traced the secrets of Wang Xuan Star, Zhan Wang's son knew them best.

The reason for its state was all due to the God of War's head, which, over endless ages, had sucked the star source dry, leading to Wang Xuan Star's downfall.

Naturally, such an ancient secret wouldn't be revealed by Xiao Chen. Only he and Ye Chen knew its mysteries.

Shadows continued to descend from the starry sky, filling the heavens and covering the earth. At a glance, it was all people—so many that, even in broad daylight, not a single ray of sunlight could penetrate.

"Where are the Hong Huang people? Not a single one in sight." The Little Ape Emperor scratched his monkey fur.

"Come on, let's wet our throats and curse them to death." Kui Niu was the most reliable, handing out wine to the Xuan Huang talents one by one. They were all Ye Chen's support group—while he fought on the stage, they couldn't sit idle. They wouldn't stop until they made Hong Huang cry.

The Xuan Huang talents were quick to catch on, drinking the wine and warming up their voices, determined to let out roars that would shake the heavens and move the ghosts.

"Knowing Ye Chen has survived the thirty-two Emperor Tribulations and even opened two divine treasuries, yet still daring to challenge him like this, Kui Luo must have some backing." Xuan Gu Emperor's Son Tian Shuo said leisurely, "I know him well. He wouldn't rashly set a life-and-death battle without seven or eight parts confidence."

"Don't underestimate the Holy Body either. In terms of battle records, he crushes anyone." Qing Di's son Feng Yu laughed.

No one refuted this point. Defeating Hong Huang princes and royalty was child's play; killing Hong Huang Emperor's Sons was barely noteworthy. What was truly astounding was slaughtering Great Emperors—and not just one.

One had to ask, what kind of record was that? Who could compare? Even Di Huang or the God of War Xing Tian couldn't match it!

"Honestly, I'd rather see Dong Shen fight Kui Luo." Dong Zhou Wu Wang Song Yu stroked his chin.

This remark made all the Emperor's Sons' eyes light up. It wasn't just Song Yu who thought so—they all did. In terms of combat power, Yao Chi was no less than Ye Chen. Who knows, she might even make Kui Luo cry.

"He's here." Ri Yue Shen Zi Chi Yan said indifferently, drawing everyone's gaze to one side.

At the edge of the sky, massive domain gates materialized, all at the imperial Dao level. Before the figures appeared, waves of Hong Huang aura rolled in. There were hundreds of races, from quasi-emperors to royalty, an enormous force. Each one was burly and imposing, their dominant bloodlines pressing down so heavily that the heavenly cultivators could hardly breathe.

The first beings of the world—their bloodlines were no joke.

As they spoke, Hong Huang had arrived. A dark tide of people surged like an ocean, occupying half the heavens. Each one had a slight smirk, their eyes blood-red, and many licked their lips, savage and bloodthirsty.

It was as if the heavenly cultivators were mere food in their eyes.

Tsk!

The heavenly talents weren't impressed. So what if they had a big show of force? Don't try to scare us.

Back in the day, fifty million troops gathered and still fled in defeat from Ye Chen. They really didn't learn their lesson, clustering together like this. They'd better behave, or they'd just invite heavenly tribulations again.

Boom! Rumbling!

The heavens trembled. On one side, the Hong Huang great races; on the other, the heavenly cultivators—it was like a standoff, neither side backing down, with a thick gunpowder scent in the air, ready to erupt at any moment.

In the middle of the two forces stood a massive battle platform, a full ten thousand zhang in circumference.

Under the gaze of thousands, a figure descended from the sky onto the platform—it was Kui Luo Emperor's Son.

Perhaps because his body was so heavy, his landing made the platform rumble, sending an invisible shockwave rippling out in all directions. Even the heavenly cultivators struggled to withstand it, and those with weaker cultivation spat blood, collapsing in waves.

He was incredibly strong, his divine body towering, his blood-red hair fluttering, with lightning tearing across his surface, faintly visible. This was the manifestation of a body reaching an extreme level of power, even distorting the space around him.

He was like a supreme demon god, his vital energy overbearing, his Dao principles coiling around him, naturally evolving visions of stars being destroyed and the fierce sun collapsing. Especially his eyes, deep and boundless like bottomless abysses, where a single glance could make one lose their mind, on the verge of being swallowed whole.

It was as if he wasn't a person, but a majestic mountain crushing down on this era.

"Ants." Kui Luo sneered, his lips curving into a mocking arc as he looked down on the heavenly cultivators, including the Emperor's Sons.

"He's really not your average Emperor's Son." Xiao Chen frowned, admitting that if he fought him, he'd surely lose.

"Someone who's slaughtered heavenly Emperor's Sons is indeed terrifying." Zhong Huang murmured. If Xiao Chen couldn't win, he certainly couldn't. If it came to a fight, he'd die miserably.

The brows of all the Emperor's Sons furrowed tightly, their eyes filled with wariness. "He's even stronger than before."

"In terms of presence alone, he's not inferior to Ye Chen. The outcome is uncertain." Chen Yi said.

"No wonder he dared to set the life-and-death battle."

"Ye Chen has arrived." Once again, Ri Yue Shen Zi spoke, making everyone look toward the void.

From above, a streak of golden light shot straight down, landing on the battle platform.

It was indeed Ye Chen, his entire body radiating divine glory, strands of golden aura swirling around him. If you listened carefully, you could hear the roars of dragons and the harmonious sounds of the Great Dao weaving together. His silhouette was like an unyielding monument, his dazzling divine light too intense to look at directly, his surging life force blending with his vast vital energy. He was like a war god forged from gold.

"I thought you'd hide like a turtle." Kui Luo's lips curled with mockery.

"On the contrary, I think Hong Huang fits the turtle description better." Ye Chen smiled at Kui Luo. "When the heavenly demons invaded, you Hong Huang ran the fastest, not even daring to show your faces."

"Eradicating mere ants like you isn't worthy of my Hong Huang making a move." Kui Luo's laughter carried a demonic power, echoing endlessly through the heavens.

"What a high-class excuse." Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh. As he spoke, he couldn't stop scrutinizing Kui Luo, truly shocked by what he saw. This Hong Huang Emperor's Son was extraordinarily fearsome, with a mysterious force hidden within his body that, once awakened, could destroy heavens and earth.

Suddenly, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, impossible to stop.

This sight made the heavenly cultivators frown. They weren't fools—they could see Ye Chen was injured, and not just lightly.

This was troublesome!

The cultivators' expressions turned grave. In a life-and-death battle, yet Ye Chen wasn't at his peak—his chances were slim.