Chapter 2168: You're Injured?

Chapter 2168: You Have Injuries?

Rumbling!

The profound night was far from peaceful, all due to Ye Chen. He was so fixated on staring at the Tian Mo Dan that he didn't even notice the mountains ahead, crashing into and collapsing several of them.

"Walking without watching the road?"

"Or do you have a bad habit of crashing into mountains?"

"What exactly are you staring at?"

Many people were stunned and followed Ye Chen's gaze into the distance.

Unfortunately, their vision was limited, and they saw nothing.

Eight million li away, Ye Chen came to a stop, hovering above an ancient city. This was because the Tian Mo Dan had halted at the black hole, and it was clear it was about to emerge.

Ye Chen glanced down below. Based on its trajectory, if the Tian Mo Dan exited the black hole, it would land directly in the ancient city below.

At that point, no living being in the city would survive.

That single glance made his eyes light up slightly. In this city, there was actually a reincarnated person, one from the Yan Huang lineage, named Huang Da Shan.

However, the current situation didn't allow it; he had no time to go down.

Suddenly, the void twisted, and the Tian Mo Dan shot out of the black hole, plummeting straight toward the ancient city.

Ye Chen sneered, gathering his divine power into his foot, and kicked directly at the Tian Mo Dan.

Bang!

A metallic collision echoed. The Tian Mo Dan, which hadn't even hit the ground, was sent flying by Ye Chen's kick. This egg was even harder than he imagined. With his Great Saint Realm cultivation and the aid of a damaged Emperor Weapon, he still couldn't shatter it.

As he sighed in amazement, the demon lord inside the egg was completely baffled.

Just as it awoke, it was kicked away, leaving its head buzzing.

"Who is it?" An angry roar erupted, and the Tian Mo Dan exploded.

Then, a dark figure leaped out from within. Perhaps due to its immense weight, it stomped and shattered a section of the void.

Compared to the previous Can E Mo Jun, this one appeared much more normal.

It wore pitch-black armor, with purple hair flowing wildly, and a slit at the center of its brow—undoubtedly a third eye. Those with such eyes typically possessed terrifying power. This was Can Mie Mo Jun, a subordinate of Can Ye Mo Jun.

Ye Chen didn't respond; he raised his sword and struck, unleashing a river of immortals.

Can Mie Mo Jun snorted coldly, swinging its dark demonic hand to erase the immortal river. Carrying overwhelming divine might, it forced even Ye Chen to retreat.

"Emperor Weapon?"

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, detecting the hum of Emperor Dao within Can Mie Mo Jun's body. What relieved him slightly was that it wasn't a complete Emperor Weapon.

Among the demon lords under the Emperor, compared to Can E Mo Jun, Can Mie Mo Jun was far better equipped.

"A mere Great Saint dares to attack me?"

Can Mie Mo Jun dominated the skies, its roar like thunder, shattering the heavens. It struck again with a palm, enhanced by the damaged Emperor Weapon, covering the sky and carrying destructive force. In terms of combat power, it far surpassed Can E Mo Jun.

Ye Chen said nothing, charging upward against the heavens. With a sword of wind and god, he pierced through the massive palm print.

Can Mie Mo Jun snorted again, manifesting a mountain-like foot and stomping down from the air. Such a heavy blow could instantly crush an ordinary Quasi-Emperor into pulp.

"How dare you step on me?" Ye Chen cursed loudly, summoning the Eight Divisions Heavenly Dragons.

Bang!

Can Mie Mo Jun was knocked over on the spot, unable to withstand the divine dragon's tail sweep.

"Emperor Dao Separation." Ye Chen shouted coldly, performing the separation technique.

Immediately, a demonic light was separated from Can Mie Mo Jun's body. Upon closer inspection, it was a demonic blade—indeed damaged, yet still retaining Emperor might.

"Come back." Can Mie Mo Jun roared hoarsely.

"As if." Ye Chen pounced and struck, forcing Can Mie Mo Jun to kneel on one knee.

Ah!

The demon lord roared, its demonic power surging as it summoned an outer path dharma image, barely holding off Ye Chen's sword. But before it could rise, Ye Chen's second sword came down, enhanced by his Holy Body outer form. This strike was domineering; it cleaved half of Can Mie Mo Jun's demonic body and destroyed its outer path dharma image along with it.

"Emperor Dao Separation." Ye Chen commanded inwardly once more, activating the separation secret art.

In the next instant, beams of demonic light flew out from Can Mie Mo Jun's body, one after another—various artifacts and demonic weapons were pulled out.

Not to boast, but if given another two or three seconds, Ye Chen could have stripped Can Mie Mo Jun bare.

Can Mie Mo Jun didn't care about that; it desperately rushed toward its demonic blade. It had to reclaim the damaged Emperor Weapon; the person before it from the heavens was too uncanny.

"Where do you think you're going?" Ye Chen soared across the nine heavens, blocking Can Mie Mo Jun's path. He deployed the Emperor Dao Fu Xi's ninety-nine eighty-one formations, trapping it. At the same time, his Holy War Dharma Body split off and dashed toward the damaged demonic blade.

"Seal it for me." The Holy War Dharma Body shouted coldly, also using Emperor Dao Fu Xi to bind the damaged demonic blade. No matter how it struggled, it couldn't break free.

Break!

Can Mie Mo Jun roared in fury, awakening a terrifying power within its body, shattering the Emperor Dao Fu Xi. Like a black demonic dragon, it soared into the nine heavens. Then, its third eye at the brow opened, firing a beam of silent extinction black sword.

Ye Chen instantly used Taixu Cavern to swallow the black sword. Afterward, he manifested the Chaos Great Realm, where all things evolved and intertwined with Dao principles, collapsing the void.

Pfft!

Can Mie Mo Jun spat blood and staggered, nearly falling from the sky.

Ye Chen closed in, his golden palm transforming into a massive, mountain-like weight, pressing down on Can Mie Mo Jun.

"Kill!"

Can Mie Mo Jun roared, raising both hands to hold it up.

Pfft!

Fresh blood sprayed again as the demon lord was forced to kneel, its demonic bones fracturing in several places. In that moment, the Holy War Dharma Body attacked from behind, its finger of divine light piercing through Can Mie Mo Jun's skull and severely wounding its primordial spirit.

"It's over." Ye Chen's voice was desolate as he swept his sword across the heavens and earth.

"No... no... no..." Can Mie Mo Jun's eyes bulged, sensing the aura of death.

Pfft!

The damaged Emperor Sword slashed through, turning the demon lord to ash. Along with it, all its artifacts exploded, including that damaged demonic blade.

"Boss, am I awesome?" The Dharma Body stood tall and straight.

Ye Chen didn't answer; he casually waved his hand, dispersing the Dharma Body, afraid it might self-destruct before leaving.

In the void, the female Sheng Ti manifested, glancing at the spot where Can Mie Mo Jun had been destroyed, but she said nothing. Like a ghost, she floated in the air.

"Why do Tian Mo always like to run into black holes?" Ye Chen approached from the skies.

The female Sheng Ti parted her lips slightly, about to speak, but she staggered, nearly falling from the void. Her expression showed clear pain.

Seeing this, Ye Chen rushed forward and supported her.

The female Sheng Ti's pain intensified, her breath chaotic.

"You have injuries?" Ye Chen frowned. Without thinking much, he carried the female Sheng Ti and headed straight for a distant deep mountain. He didn't believe these were wounds from fighting the demon lord; he already knew Can E Mo Jun's level and that it couldn't harm the female Sheng Ti.

Soon, he descended into a forested mountain.

Only then did he set the female Sheng Ti down.

Her condition was extremely poor. Her once beautiful three thousand strands of black hair had turned snow-white one by one. Blood overflowed from her mouth nonstop, and her exquisite fairy-like face had lost all color. She couldn't even stand and collapsed directly to the ground.

What followed was even more frightening.

The female Sheng Ti aged rapidly before his eyes. Her fair and tender skin developed wrinkles, and her clear, bright eyes had lost their immortal light, becoming turbid and dim to the extreme.

"Heavenly Human Five Decays?" Ye Chen furrowed his brow deeply. The female Sheng Ti's current state resembled the Heavenly Human Five Decays, a personal tribulation not unlike a heavenly tribulation.

Soon, he shook his head.

The Sheng Ti lineage was unique and didn't experience Heavenly Human Five Decays. The female Sheng Ti's condition was due to a problem within herself, though he couldn't pinpoint what it was.

Ugh!

As he watched, the female Sheng Ti groaned in pain. Not only was her holy body decaying rapidly, but her cultivation was also becoming unstable, as if it might drop a level.

"How can I save you?" Ye Chen asked immediately.

But all that answered him were the female Sheng Ti's painful groans.

This left Ye Chen in a panic.

Though he didn't particularly like this mad woman, she was still a Sheng Ti, and one infinitely close to great accomplishment. If she perished like this, it would be absurd.

Just as he was at a loss, his own Sheng Ti origin stirred.

More precisely, some force was summoning his origin.

Ye Chen frowned and looked at the female Sheng Ti. The one summoning his origin was her origin—a cry for help, as if saying: Your origin can save her.

After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward, placing a palm on the female Sheng Ti's back. He took a deep breath and mobilized his internal origin, pouring it into her body.

It worked; with his origin flowing in, the female Sheng Ti's deteriorating state stabilized, though it could still relapse at any time.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, his eyes full of madness, channeling even more of his origin without regard for the cost. As his origin poured in continuously, the female Sheng Ti's condition gradually improved, and she fell into a deep sleep. Her aged appearance was heartbreaking to see.

Though her state had gotten better, Ye Chen's own condition was far from optimistic.

The infusion of his origin made his face pale rapidly, his long hair turning white in the breeze. The Tian Mo origin acted up again, and the fresh blood flowing from his mouth wouldn't stop.

Yet, he didn't halt. He knew only his origin could save the female Sheng Ti, and she could save the heavens.

He didn't know when he finally stopped, but exhaustion made him sway. Caught by a gentle breeze, he collapsed under a tree and fell into a coma.

He had been too reckless, pouring out half of his Sheng Ti origin in the process.

Now, he had no surging vitality or abundant life force; everything was eerily silent.

The night fell into tranquility.

Both were unconscious. The female Sheng Ti slept peacefully, having fully recovered, bathed in moonlight like an ice beauty.

In contrast, Ye Chen looked quite pitiful, leaning against the old tree in slumber. His disheveled white hair covered half his face, and through the strands, one could see the marks of age. Having lost half his origin, he appeared even more worn.

In the dead of night, the female Sheng Ti's holy body trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.

What she saw was the vast starry sky, with bright stars twinkling.

Once her senses returned, she sat up and turned to see Ye Chen under the tree.

Sensing his origin's dormancy, her heart ached involuntarily. After all, half of Ye Chen's origin had been poured into her body. Now, he was weak in aura.

The female Sheng Ti furrowed her brows, her expression growing more complex.

In the depths of her being, a warm current flowed from her abdomen—that was half of Ye Chen's origin, which had fully merged with hers during her sleep. It was very warm, like a ray of scorching sunlight piercing through the cold winter.