Chapter 2127: Catch Alive

Boom! Bang! Boom!

An epic war shook the universe, with thunderous roars echoing through the myriad realms and heavens.

The battle was brutal, staining the starry sky with blood.

From afar, the heavens suffered defeat after defeat, unable to withstand the Tianmo onslaught. Wherever the Tianmo army advanced, vast numbers of cultivators fell, and the vast cosmos seemed washed in fresh blood.

Can Ye Mo Di remained uninvolved, lounging casually on his throne and watching with amusement. As an emperor, he saw no worthy opponent to rouse him, so he saw no need to act. As he often said, ending it too easily would be dull. All he sought was entertainment, and witnessing the heavens crumble and the myriad realms' beings perish was utterly delightful.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Under his gaze, star after star exploded in a gruesome display.

In the eastern starry sky, dragon roars resounded powerfully as Ye Chen fought fiercely there. Surrounding him were over a hundred thousand Tianmo soldiers and generals, including many Tianmo commanders. They were determined to capture him alive, fighting with all their might. Given his incredible resilience, their attacks grew even more ferocious. Even the mighty Ba Bu Tian Long was destroyed several times, and his domineering Shengti body cracked open repeatedly, with blood and bones scattering everywhere.

Like him, the other cultivators of the heavens struggled intensely, retreating to ancient stars for defense, only for swarms of Tianmo to pour in. Every star became a battlefield.

With another thunderous boom, an ancient star shattered. Ye Chen dragged his blood-soaked Shengti body out from within. His Ba Bu Tian Long had been completely obliterated by the Tianmo, making it impossible to summon again for the time being. The hundred thousand Tianmo closed in from all sides, not to kill him, but to take him alive.

"Those who block me will die."

Ye Chen roared in fury, channeling his origin source to wield the Di Jian, carving out paths of immortal rivers with every swing. Each one cut through a bloody trail, turning ordinary Tianmo Zhun Di into ash on the spot.

He fought like a war god, charging unstoppable through the Tianmo ranks. No one could stand in his way as he rampaged through the army, scattering the hundred thousand Tianmo and thwarting their efforts to capture him.

The starry sky was in chaos, filled with battle figures as far as the eye could see—a true clash of immortals and demons. Countless shadows soared into the void, countless others bled out into nothingness. Severed limbs, shattered artifacts, and burning war banners littered the cosmos, piling up like mountains of corpses with rivers of blood.

As Ye Chen fought on, he scanned his surroundings, slaughtering Tianmo as he went, but he could no longer spot Ji Ningshuang. She was likely engaged in her own battle against the Tianmo, though he had no idea which part of the starry sky she was in.

Still, he had confidence in Yao Chi's strength. As long as no great emperors or Mo Jun intervened, she would be safe for now, protected by imperial weapons. Even a hundred thousand Tianmo might not overpower her.

Confidence was one thing, but he was actively searching for Ji Ningshuang to use her great saint heavenly tribulation to try breaking the seal on his Liu Dao Lun Hui Yan. If he could unseal it, he might reach the Qing Tian Mo Zhu. He could be a surprise force, potentially succeeding.

What he wasn't sure about was whether an outsider's heavenly tribulation could help unseal the Liu Dao Lun Hui Yan. He had to give it a try.

"Catch him alive!"

The hundred thousand Tianmo shouted as they regrouped and surrounded Ye Chen from all directions.

"Get lost."

Ye Chen snorted coldly and launched a fierce assault, diving back into the Tianmo ranks. He used Yi Tian Huan Di to constantly swap positions with the Tianmo, avoiding prolonged entanglement. His priority was finding Ji Ningshuang or anyone else about to undergo tribulation—any heavenly tribulation would do.

Due to this tricky secret technique, the Tianmo suffered greatly, with many of them being blasted apart by their own comrades. They tried to seal the space, but Ye Chen had imperial weapons, making it impossible to lock him down.

Once again, Ye Chen broke through the encirclement and expanded his divine sense across all directions.

To his frustration, he didn't catch sight of a single familiar figure—well, except for Xiao Yuan Huang. That guy was also surrounded by a swarm of Tianmo, currently wielding his family's imperial weapon, an iron staff, in a fierce battle against three Tianmo commanders. His entire body was bathed in golden blood, his golden fur standing on end like steel needles. His fiery golden eyes blazed with divine light, and he had fought to the point of madness, forcing the three Tianmo commanders to bleed more than once. He hadn't shamed his holy ancestor.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yuan Huang was just a bit short of the mark and couldn't summon heavenly tribulation or divine punishment for the time being.

"Hang in there, monkey."

Ye Chen called out as he dashed off in another direction, with the hundred thousand Tianmo sticking to him like shadows. Wherever he went, they followed, refusing to stop until they captured him alive.

"Still your old self."

Xiao Yuan Huang glanced over briefly during a pause in the fight, clicking his tongue in admiration. Why else would people say the Shengti was impressive? While others fought ten to one, he was drawing a hundred thousand Tianmo across the stars, easing the pressure on their heavenly allies.

In that momentary distraction, the three Tianmo commanders struck, jointly activating their grinding blades and nearly splitting him apart.

"Damn it, you've made me angry."

Xiao Yuan Huang cursed loudly, his divine body suddenly expanding into a colossal giant ape. The black gold immortal staff in his hand grew massive as well, sweeping out with overwhelming force.

Given his ferocity, even more Tianmo swarmed toward him. It was mainly because the blood of the Dou Zhan Sheng Yuan was so alluring, stirring their greed. They were eager to feast on the sacred ape's blood.

Others receiving special attention included Kui Niu, Nan Di, and Bei Sheng. The heavenly emperor-level figures weren't spared either. Their powerful bloodlines, while an asset in this war, also drew unwanted trouble, with bloodthirsty Tianmo relentlessly pursuing them to devour their essence.

Fortunately, the heavenly prodigies all had imperial weapons for protection, allowing them to hold out for now as they fought bloody battles on the ancient stars.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Blossoms of blood sprayed as Ye Chen charged onward, calling out all the while. He didn't know how far he'd gone before finally entering another ancient star.

This ancient star was also in the midst of a fierce battle, with at least ten thousand Tianmo soldiers and generals present. The one they besieged was an acquaintance: Tian Zhi, the princess of the seven-colored peacock clan. It didn't matter how well they knew each other—what counted was that she had a heavenly tribulation, having nearly undergone it at Wang Xuan Star before.

Tian Zhi was no ordinary fighter either. Alone, she had routed the ten thousand Tianmo, living up to her imperial dao heritage without disgracing her clan's ancient emperors.

"Catch her alive!"

Roars echoed through the ancient star as the hundred thousand Tianmo pursued and entered as well.

Tian Zhi heard them and glanced at the sky, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. That was far too many.

"Princess of the peacock clan, lend me your heavenly tribulation."

From across the void, Ye Chen sent a voice transmission.

Tian Zhi didn't fully understand but quickly slew a Tianmo and soared into the sky, joining forces with Ye Chen.

Now, the Tianmo chasing her merged with those chasing him.

Well then! The heavenly talents always seemed to cluster together. A hundred and ten thousand Tianmo was a bit few, but it was better than nothing.

In an instant, Tian Zhi released the seal on her heavenly tribulation.

Immediately, dark clouds gathered in the nine heavens, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring as the will of the heavens manifested.

The Tianmo paled, recognizing it as a heavenly tribulation and knowing what it implied. They couldn't get too close, or they'd be struck by lightning. In a panic, they scattered in all directions.

Boom!

A tremendous thunderclap erupted, sending billions of lightning bolts crashing down and enveloping a vast expanse. The slower Tianmo were hit directly. The lightning's aim was spot-on, striking one after another. The weaker ones didn't even get to scream, while the stronger ones were left smoking and charred.

Naturally, Ye Chen, being closest to Tian Zhi, wasn't spared either.

However, as a Shengti, he could withstand the divine punishment. As for the Shengti's heavenly tribulation, outsiders couldn't endure it. A bloodline on par with emperors had its privileges, and the thunder tribulation was nothing short of tyrannical.

Tian Zhi was quick to act, not wanting to waste the tribulation's power. The Tianmo had fled, but she had legs too, so she charged straight at them with the tribulation following.

The Tianmo saw this and fled again, not out of fear of Tian Zhi herself, but of her heavenly tribulation. As a special bloodline, her tribulation was terrifyingly powerful. Without the means to resist it, it was best to stay far away—otherwise, the consequences would be dire. They hadn't come to the heavens just to get struck by lightning.

Yet, they had underestimated Tian Zhi. Her movement techniques were on the level of imperial dao immortal arts, making her form elusive, like a fleeting ray of immortal light that came and went without a trace. Her tribulation, following her, was equally unpredictable, striking wherever the crowds gathered.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The clustered Tianmo were collectively thunderstruck, and the more unfortunate ones were sent straight to the Yellow Springs. Each bolt of domineering lightning carried world-ending might.

The scene was utter chaos. The hundred and ten thousand Tianmo were sent scattering wildly by the tribulation, chased across the skies by a single Saint King undergoing tribulation, their wails endless.

"Stay on this star, don't go into the starry sky."

Ye Chen reminded her, matching her speed.

Tian Zhi nodded in agreement. She didn't need him to say it—she understood. The starry sky was full of people. If she went there, whether Tianmo or heavenly cultivators, they'd all be dragged into the tribulation. Striking down Tianmo isn't a problem, but killing heavenly allies would be a grave sin.

Undergoing tribulation wasn't the issue; the real danger was provoking Can Ye Mo Di, who could end her in an instant.

Ye Chen said no more, using his Shengti body to endure the thunderbolts while directing them toward his Liu Dao Lun Hui Yan.

To his dismay, Tian Zhi's heavenly tribulation had no effect on the seal of his Liu Dao Lun Hui Yan.

"Does it need my own heavenly tribulation to break the Liu Dao Lun Hui Yan seal?"

Tian Zhi asked via voice transmission.

"I no longer have a heavenly tribulation, so I have to borrow yours."

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, his eyes now filled with bloodshot veins. It was just as he suspected—only his own tribulation could shake the seal. Or perhaps the time interval was too short, leaving the Liu Dao Lun Hui Yan's seal too strong for even the tribulation to breach.

Tian Zhi didn't interrupt further, her eyes full of hope as she wished for Ye Chen's Liu Dao Lun Hui Yan to unseal. Once he could manipulate the heavenly dao, the heavens might still have a chance, at least grasping some initiative.

Suddenly, she waved her hand, using an immortal art to link herself with Ye Chen. There was no need for him to follow anymore; wherever she went, he would be drawn along, allowing him to focus entirely on breaking the seal.

Her hope was also the hope of the three great Tian Ming supremes, all watching Ye Chen closely.

Compared to waiting for those fated to return, unsealing the Liu Dao Lun Hui Yan was more direct. Once unsealed, Ye Chen could have a chance to destroy the Qing Tian Mo Zhu. If the Tianmo foundation was ruined, their army would fall, and even if Can Ye Mo Di survived, he wouldn't maintain his imperial status.

"Break, break for me!"

Ye Chen's eyes were dyed red with blood, his roars coming from the depths of his soul, yearning for his Liu Dao Lun Hui Yan to unseal in this crisis.