Chapter 2245: The Dryland Clan's Ambush

Chapter 2245: Hanjiang Clan's Ambush

The night at Yunu Peak was serene and peaceful.

In the room, on the cloud bed, Liu Ruyan lay quietly, still unconscious, her face deathly pale and her breathing chaotic. Her bloodline was instinctively working to suppress the Didao killing intent within her body.

Ye Chen was there too, not idle at all.

He had already summoned his Shengti origin to heal her wounds, and piles of spiritual elixirs and miraculous herbs were being used one after another. The most effective was his own Sheng blood, which was incredibly useful, so he didn't hesitate to use it.

In this way, three days passed quietly.

It wasn't until the fourth night that Ye Chen finally stopped.

Now, Liu Ruyan's cheeks had a touch of rosiness, and there were no traces of injury left on her body. Surging spiritual energy gathered and poured into her, replenishing the energy she had expended after crossing the Tianjie.

The Tianjie was terrifying, but it was also a chance for transformation. Having survived it was like undergoing a rebirth. The reborn Liu Ruyan had become a Da Sheng, and the hidden power within her body had been awakened because of it. Her bloodline was also special; once it reverted to its ancient form, it would be extremely formidable.

"Look at you, covered in blood," Ye Dasha said, with his usual cheekiness. He stripped off Liu Ruyan's bloodstained clothes, piece by piece, until she was completely bare, and then justified it to himself: helping her change clothes.

What a great excuse, but he just stripped her naked—now go ahead and actually change her clothes!

Bathed in moonlight, he pulled out a memory crystal, planning to capture some intimate portraits of his wife.

However, before he could start, Liu Ruyan woke up.

Their eyes met, and in that frozen moment, a spark of affection ignited.

Bang! Clang! Boom! Clink!

What followed was a cacophony of noises, like a robbery in progress, with things being tossed and smashed around the room—teapots, teacups, pots, bowls, and pans all shattered on the floor.

Soon enough, Ye Dasha emerged, but not standing upright—he tumbled out clumsily. The bright red palm print on his face was impossible to miss.

"Shameless!"

The scolding echoed sharply in the quiet night. Liu Ruyan had already dressed and pulled the covers over herself, her face flushed bright red. With such a troublemaker at home, there was no dignity left. In her past life and this one combined, she had never felt so embarrassed.

Her thoughts mirrored those of Nanming Yushu that day—what on earth had possessed her to sit by his bed, watching him with a silly smile and even playing the zither for him? She should have just strangled him.

Given Ye Chen's thick-skinned nature, her boudoir now had over a dozen more bells added, the kind used to ward off thieves. And as for that thief, it went without saying—it was Ye Dasha.

"Fire prevention, theft prevention, and Ye Chen prevention" had become her life motto.

In the dead of night, Ye Chen wiped the blood from his nose and set off, heading to Tianxu to bluff for some Dibing.

He opened a domain gate and vanished in an instant.

Gazing in the direction he left, the Zhundi from Tianxuan Gate looked on with full hope, expecting this Huangzhe to borrow more emperor artifacts, and they were absolutely certain he could do it.

When Ye Chen reappeared, he was deep in the starry sky, and a second domain gate opened shortly after.

This journey wasn't boring for Ye Dasha at all.

In the domain gate passage, he set up a small stool, crossed his legs, and diligently flipped through his collection of rare treasures—the kind that's one-of-a-kind across all the realms.

Even Da Chu's tenth Huangzhe had his pursuits.

On this nitian journey, there were always delightful things accompanying him. Not to boast, but if news of the treasures on him spread throughout the Wanyu Zhutian, it would cause more of a stir than the Tianmo invasion.

Hmm?

Just as he was getting engrossed, a sudden killing intent made him jump to his feet.

In an instant, the domain gate passage collapsed from the attack.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, activating his Lunhui Eye, intending to escape into the black hole to see who was attacking him and then deliver a fatal strike.

To his surprise, the Tiandao was blocked, preventing him from entering the black hole.

Without thinking twice, he stepped out of the collapsing passage.

But when he reappeared, it wasn't in the starry sky—it was in a dim, desolate world, utterly lifeless with no grass in sight. The sky flashed with lightning and thunder, and the ground was crisscrossed with lava, accompanied by the wails of fierce ghosts. The scene resembled the eighteen layers of Diyu.

Yispace!

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, instantly seeing through the mystery. This yispace was extraordinary, formed with nine Dibing as its array foundations. It was both a yispace and a seal; that's why his Da Lunhui Tiandao was blocked.

"Ye Chen." A grotesque roar soon echoed.

Before the words faded, three figures materialized together: one was the Hanjiang Clan Huang; to his left, an elder in a jinpao; to his right, an elder in a yinpao. All were from the Hanjiang Clan and all were genuine peak Zhundi.

In addition, nine peak-level Hanjiang Zhundi were hidden in the void, controlling nine Jidao Dibing to maintain this yispace and seal his Da Lunhui Tiandao. Like the Hanjiang Clan Huang and the others, they stared at Ye Chen with grotesque expressions.

Apart from the Hanjiang Clan Huang, the other eleven peak Zhundi had returned from their tribulations. Upon hearing that the Hanjiang Emperor's Son was destroyed, the Hanjiang Ancestral Land had collapsed, and their clan members were wiped out, they were furious. They borrowed Jidao Dibing from other Honghuang clans specifically to hunt down Ye Chen. They had waited outside Da Chu for three full days and finally caught him emerging.

For this ambush, their lineup was massive: including the Hanjiang Clan Huang and the Hanjiang Dibing, there were twelve Zhundi and ten Dibing. Their positions and directions were precisely calculated, setting up the yispace to trap Ye Chen, clearly intending to lock him in and finish him off.

"The Hanjiang Clan really thinks highly of me," Ye Chen sneered. Though their lineup was impressive, he only focused on the Hanjiang Clan Huang and the jinpao and yinpao Zhundi beside him.

As for the nine Hanjiang Zhundi hidden in the void, he ignored them completely. Their task was to control the Jidao Dibing and maintain the yispace and seal, so they couldn't join the fight. If they did, gaps would appear in the yispace and seal, and then his Tiandao couldn't be blocked.

"Today, you won't escape death," the jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi roared, launching the first attack. His massive golden hand swept across the sky, pressing down and causing the void to collapse inch by inch.

"That remains to be seen," Ye Chen laughed coldly, stepping through the air as his nine Dao and eight Wastelands merged, infused with Chaos Dao principles, and he delivered a straightforward, dominating punch.

Boom!

Their fists and palms collided with a thunderous boom. The golden hand was pierced by Ye Chen's punch, and even the jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi was forced to stagger back, his eyes filled with shock. He still remembered that before his tribulation, Ye Chen was merely a Shengwang, someone a Zhundi could crush with a wave.

But now, Ye Chen's combat power was so overwhelming that even a peak Zhundi like him was pushed back with one punch.

"Die!" In that instant, the yinpao Hanjiang Zhundi charged in, his divine light piercing toward Ye Chen's brow, targeting his Yuanshen true form.

Ye Chen didn't dodge or evade; he took the strike head-on and swung his staff, sending the yinpao Hanjiang Zhundi flying.

Die!

The Hanjiang Clan Huang attacked, wielding the Hanjiang Dibing and sweeping out a beam of Jimo Xianmang.

Ye Chen didn't dare take this hit directly—it was an emperor artifact's attack, and even as a Zhundi, he couldn't withstand it, let alone in his Da Sheng state.

In a flash, he vanished with a whoosh.

He reappeared right in front of the jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi.

"You..." The jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi's expression changed; he had no idea how Ye Chen had gotten there. Not just him—the Hanjiang Clan Huang and the yinpao Hanjiang Zhundi were equally stunned.

They didn't understand the trick, but Ye Chen knew it all too well.

That's right—it was the Feilei Shen Jue. In his earlier clash, Ye Chen had imprinted a Lunhui mark on the jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi. Using that, he evaded the Hanjiang Clan Huang's Dibing kill and instantly appeared before the jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi.

Pfft!

Scarlet blood splattered magnificently as Ye Chen's staff shattered the jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi's head.

Feilei Shen Jue!

The jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi's true form howled in agony; he recognized Ye Chen's divine ability as the legendary Feilei Shen Jue. But he was puzzled—how could Ye Chen know this technique, which only the Jimo Shen Body could awaken? He retreated swiftly; though his head was destroyed, his physical body remained, and his Yuanshen was intact. A peak Zhundi wasn't so easily killed.

"How's this gift? Do you like it?" Ye Chen instantly closed in again, delivering another dominating staff strike that obliterated half of the jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi's body.

Ah!

The jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi roared in fury, dragging his blood-soaked body as he retreated and erased the Lunhui mark on himself.

Where do you think you're going?

Ye Dasha's speed was unmatched; he caught up in one step, raised his staff, and smashed the other half of the jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi's body to pieces. A peak Zhundi like him was reduced to his Yuanshen state in just three strikes, fleeing in utter embarrassment.

The brief skirmish came to a temporary halt.

In the void, Ye Chen stood in the center, while the Hanjiang Clan Huang, the jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi, and the yinpao Hanjiang Zhundi positioned themselves on three sides, surrounding him.

The jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi was in the worst shape, caught off guard by Ye Chen's Feilei Shen Jue, leading to his body being destroyed. A peak Zhundi beaten into a Yuanshen state by a mere Da Sheng in three strikes—it was a complete loss of face.

"Dammit, he actually knows Feilei Shen Jue," the yinpao Hanjiang Zhundi gritted his teeth, sharing the same frustration as the jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi. Before his tribulation, Ye Chen was clearly just a Shengwang. Now, less than two hundred years later, he had advanced to Da Sheng peak, his combat power had soared, and he had mastered Feilei Shen Jue. He couldn't imagine what kind of fortunes Ye Chen had encountered in that time.

The Hanjiang Clan Huang's face was the most grotesque. They had thought three against one would easily take Ye Chen down, but who knew he could use Feilei Shen Jue, catching them completely off guard.

Now, they had blocked his Tiandao, only for Feilei Shen Jue to emerge. They had no idea how many more trump cards Ye Chen was hiding.

"Too much anger will harm your health, so take it easy, you three seniors," Ye Chen dusted off his shoulders, acting as if nothing had happened. He joked to himself, Did you really think blocking my Da Lunhui Tiandao would kill me? You're underestimating Da Chu's Huangzhe.

"Seal it for me," the Hanjiang Clan Huang shouted coldly, activating the emperor artifact and suspending it in the void, letting its emperor aura spread in all directions to seal the space and erase any Lunhui marks Ye Chen had placed. Without a Lunhui mark as an anchor for teleportation, Ye Chen's Feilei Shen Jue would be useless. Knowing its power, the Hanjiang Clan Huang naturally knew how to counter it.

"Seal your sister!" Ye Chen cursed loudly, jamming his iron staff fiercely into the void.

Buzz!

The staff hummed and instantly expanded, soaring straight into the sky like a pillar holding up the heavens. The ancient divine patterns carved on it all awakened, releasing a force even more profound than emperor aura, which shattered the Hanjiang Dibing's seal in an instant and made the emperor artifact tremble with a buzz.