Chapter 2228: The Standard Configuration of the Primordial Era

Upon seeing this scene, the Han Jiang Clan Emperor staggered back, his face twisted in ferocity yet pale as death. With so many Ji Dao Di Qi, how could the Han Jiang Clan possibly hold out?

Buzz!

The starry sky trembled as the various heavenly emperor weapons unleashed their imperial light, shattering vast swaths of space. The blinding radiance, infused with world-ending power, converged to assault the Han Jiang barrier.

Boom!

The Han Jiang barrier shook violently but did not shatter. Its array patterns glowed densely, swirling in a dizzying display—these were emperor-level array patterns, incredibly dominant.

Again!

The holy lords of the various heavenly forces roared in unison, personally wielding the emperor weapons. The heavenly cultivators were not idle either, raising their hands collectively to channel their true essence, fueling the emperor soldiers.

This time, the entire starry sky quaked, with apocalyptic light spreading endlessly. Extreme Dao laws danced through the air, carrying destructive might, launching a second assault on the Han Jiang barrier.

Boom!

This thunderous explosion sounded like a death knell from hell, tolling for the Han Jiang Clan. Even an emperor-level barrier could not withstand the barrage of Ji Dao Di Qi, exploding violently.

Exterminate the clan!

Kui Niu Huang and Sheng Yuan Huang both howled, one gripping a battle axe and the other an iron staff, their auras fiercely dominant. They charged side by side into the Han Jiang Clan.

Exterminate the clan!

The holy lords of the major forces bellowed in rage, each commanding their emperor weapons.

Exterminate the clan!

The heavenly cultivators roared, surging in from all directions. Their fury toward the Han Jiang matched that for the heavenly demons. Since the Honghuang's unsealing, how many loved ones and disciples had perished at the Han Jiang's hands? This was a debt of blood.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The thunderous roars echoed across the universe, resounding through the starry expanse.

Gazing into the distance, the Han Jiang ancestral land, resembling a primordial demonic realm, saw mountain peaks and colossal ridges collapsing one after another. Ancient cities, pavilions, palaces, and Honghuang relics all turned to dust under the heavenly assault, reducing an entire Honghuang clan to a mountain of corpses.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Vibrant blood flowers bloomed across the Han Jiang Clan territory. This was a massacre, devoid of pity. The battle blood boiled, but hearts were ice-cold, driven only by slaughter.

The Han Jiang Clan forces collapsed like a landslide, perishing in droves. Their sole emperor weapon could not turn the tide, suppressed relentlessly by the heavenly emperor weapons.

Ah!

The Han Jiang Clan's screams were filled with grief and fury. Flying blood and bones stained the sky red and carpeted the ground. The clan extermination war was brutally savage.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Ye Chen struck down a Han Jiang Clan great saint, then ascended into the heavens in a single step, pursuing the Han Jiang Clan Emperor. The emperor's evasion techniques were swift, dodging numerous fatal attacks.

Seeing Ye Chen in pursuit, the Han Jiang Clan Emperor gritted his teeth in hatred but dared not pause. Every second of delay risked being overwhelmed. As the clan emperor, his will to survive was strong—keep the green hills alive, and there's wood to burn. Like him, many powerful Han Jiang experts escaped using their great divine abilities, breaking through the encirclement.

The heavenly cultivators would not stand for it, chasing in waves. It was a fight to the death, and they intended to finish the job completely, leaving no future threats.

Puff!

Deep in the starry sky, the Han Jiang Clan Emperor spat blood, hunted down by Ye Chen and struck by a Shen Shang attack. His primordial spirit suffered heavy damage, and he fled desperately, abandoning all imperial dignity.

"You won't escape." Ye Chen snorted coldly, advancing with his iron staff in hand.

"Suppress for me!" The Han Jiang Clan Emperor shrieked, his body trembling as divine lights shot from within. Each light was a magical artifact—mirrors, bronze furnaces, treasure seals, killing swords—and more, like clusters of brilliant stars, pressing toward Ye Chen en masse.

Ye Chen ignored them outright.

At such moments, the Chaos Cauldron flew out on its own, massive and charging straight ahead. The Han Jiang Clan Emperor's so-called artifacts shattered one by one, their fragments swallowed whole by the Chaos God Cauldron as nourishment.

In mere three breaths, all the artifacts in the sky exploded.

In that same span, the Han Jiang Clan Emperor fled into a domain gate, hoping to escape.

Ye Chen was faster, like a divine light, shooting into the domain gate.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The sounds erupted immediately as the two clashed within the domain gate passage—one an eightfold Zhun Di, the other a peak-level Da Sheng, fighting fiercely.

Clearly, Ye Chen held the upper hand, relentlessly pressing the Han Jiang Clan Emperor.

Ah!

The Han Jiang Clan Emperor roared in rage, his insides twisting with fury. As the dignified Han Jiang Clan Emperor and an eightfold Zhun Di, he could not withstand a mere Da Sheng's assault, bleeding repeatedly and sustaining injury after injury.

Little did he know that Ye Chen, though at Da Sheng level, had insights into the Dao that surpassed his own. The thousand-year cycle of reincarnation was no waste of time. What good was an eightfold Zhun Di? Without reaching peak Zhun Di, it was all futile.

Boom!

With a final boom, the domain gate passage shattered.

Puff!

The Han Jiang Clan Emperor was flung out, tumbling thousands of feet. Ye Chen, like a phantom, closed in instantly, saying nothing as he swung his staff, knocking the emperor down again.

"Save me!" The Han Jiang Clan Emperor howled, stumbling in retreat and screaming desperately for aid from other Honghuang clans, hoping for their intervention.

And indeed, someone came to his rescue.

It was a Taotie, a Zhun Di-level beast. As soon as it appeared, it spat a red divine light laced with primordial spirit power—a targeted kill for the soul.

Ye Chen halted abruptly, swinging his staff to shatter the red divine light.

Buzz!

A knife's hum echoed from the side as another ambushed— a Jin Ni at Zhun Di level, wielding a golden knife. Its blade light stretched thousands of feet, slashing toward Ye Chen.

Ye Chen advanced instead of retreating, swinging his Lingxiao iron staff skyward. No matter how strong the golden blade light, it exploded on impact, and even the Jin Ni Zhun Di was forced back staggering.

Execute!

A Qiong Qi Zhun Di charged in, activating nine killing swords forming a slaughter array— the upper three swords targeted the flesh, the middle three the primordial spirit, and the lower three the origin.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, dominating with a horizontal sweep of his staff, smashing the swords regardless of their positions. The nine combined killing swords were destroyed, five of them outright.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

More figures emerged one after another— a full dozen Zhun Di.

All were Honghuang Zhun Di.

This time, they were not here to save the Han Jiang Clan Emperor but to eliminate Ye Chen. Their lineup was formidable: ten eightfold Zhun Di and three peak Zhun Di, surrounding Ye Chen completely. Each exuded a menacing aura, making the starry sky tremble.

Ye Chen finally steadied himself, having effortlessly neutralized the dozen Zhun Di's killing moves.

But he paid a price— a sword slash across his back left a glaring bloody gash, revealing his shining spine. His chest bore a punctured wound, still spurting fresh blood, with dark shadows lingering in the injury, dissipating his vital energy. With three peak Zhun Di among them, it would be unjust if he escaped unharmed.

"You really think highly of me." Ye Chen sneered, glancing around.

"Today, you're doomed." The Qiong Qi Zhun Di grinned viciously, baring fangs.

He opened a third eye on his forehead, its pupil marked with a turning wheel seal— genuine Lun Hui Yan. And it wasn't just him; the other dozen Honghuang Zhun Di had third eyes on their brows too, all bloodshot with Lun Hui Yan.

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow at the sight.

Had Lun Hui Yan become as common as cabbages? Honghuang's standard issue? Everyone had one— how perfectly uniform.

Though he sighed at this, he wasn't surprised. Lun Hui Yan ranked among the lower-tier eye pupils. It wasn't hard to find, but who would bother transplanting it unless it countered something like the Reincarnation Eye? Only if they were out of their minds.

"You've all gone to great lengths." Ye Chen clicked his tongue. This group of Honghuang Zhun Di had prepared thoroughly, first sealing his heavenly Dao to trap him.

As he spoke, the dozen Honghuang Zhun Di's Lun Hui Yan bloomed with blood light simultaneously, targeting Ye Chen's Reincarnation Eye. Their goal was to seal it— once the Reincarnation Eye was locked, Ye Chen couldn't access the heavenly Dao, and then he'd be easy prey.

Ye Chen's Reincarnation Eye trembled lightly, afflicted by a dozen curses, and sealed itself immediately.

"And me." The Han Jiang Clan Emperor gnashed his teeth. Though he lacked Lun Hui Yan, he had the Han Jiang curse. Sacrificing his lifespan and origin, he cast a terrifying curse on Ye Chen.

Even Ye Chen couldn't help but bleed from the corner of his mouth.

But it was only temporary. The reverse heavenly reincarnation activated fully, dispelling the curses completely. Whether the Han Jiang curse or the Lun Hui Yan curses, under reincarnation laws, they were all nullified.

"They actually ignored the Lun Hui Yan." The Zhun Di's faces darkened, underestimating Ye Chen once again.

"With so many Lun Hui Yan here today, it's bound to be a great harvest." Ye Chen chuckled leisurely, vanishing in an instant into a spatial black hole.

Retreat!

The Honghuang Zhun Di shouted, scattering in all directions. With Ye Chen in the black hole, no one knew where he'd strike from or whom he'd target. Anyone present could be next.

Inside the black hole, Ye Chen's eyes shone brightly, observing the outside clearly.

He locked onto the Tian Xie Zhun Di and burst out suddenly.

The Tian Xie Zhun Di's expression changed as he tried to flee.

But he was too late. Ye Chen's iron staff had already descended.

Puff!

Blood mist scattered, obliterating half of the Tian Xie Zhun Di's body into a mass of flesh. As blood sprayed, the Lun Hui Yan in his brow was dug out along with it.

"Come in!" Ye Chen invoked the heavenly Dao. Before the Tian Xie Zhun Di could steady himself, he was dragged into the black hole. With so many opponents, taking them down one by one was the way.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Explosions erupted from the black hole, signaling the battle between Ye Chen and the Tian Xie Zhun Di. It was clear the Tian Xie Zhun Di was being overpowered.

Indeed, from the moment he entered, the Tian Xie Zhun Di hadn't even stood steady, blasted apart repeatedly by Ye Chen's staff.

Ah!

The Tian Xie Zhun Di roared, his hair disheveled. As an eightfold Zhun Di, he fared worse than the Han Jiang Clan Emperor, with no chance to use secret techniques.

Ye Chen was relentless, brandishing his iron staff in pursuit, smashing him over and over.

Compared to the Han Jiang Clan, the Tian Xie Clan's Zhun Di was far less resilient. This dignified Zhun Di had his body exploded repeatedly, and even his primordial spirit was suppressed by Ye Chen.

"Next." After eliminating the Tian Xie Zhun Di, Ye Chen glanced outside the black hole.

Awkwardly, the other Honghuang Clan Zhun Di had all vanished.

Of course— knowing they couldn't seal Ye Chen's heavenly Dao, staying put was pointless. Their emperor-level kills couldn't hit him, let alone them.

Ye Chen felt a twinge of regret. He'd been chasing the Han Jiang Clan Emperor, only to let him slip away. He was likely with the other Honghuang Zhun Di, fleeing to their ancestral lands, making further pursuit impossible.

In an instant, he exited the black hole.

Though he hadn't caught the Han Jiang Clan Emperor, eliminating a Tian Xie Zhun Di was something. He couldn't blame himself— the Tian Xie Zhun Di had practically delivered himself.

After briefly orienting himself, he stepped into the sky.

However, not long after flying, he spotted a figure manifesting in the opposite starry sky. She wore a black robe, flickering between illusion and reality, like a phantom under the moon, appearing and disappearing.

Who else could it be but the female Sheng Ti?