Chapter 2275: One-Man Show

The pitch-black black hole was illuminated by the floating Taixu Shenhuo, casting a faint light. Looking into the distance, Da Chu’s Tenth Emperor held the divine fire, lowering himself completely, saying all the flattering words he could, almost to the point of kneeling. But Taichu Shenhuo simply ignored him, no matter how he tried to coax or threaten—it just wouldn't submit.

This scene was unbearable to watch, not just for Ye Chen, but even the Hunlun Ding couldn't stand it. Tianlei and Xianhuo were quick to anger, darting around Ye Chen chaotically, as if ready to forcibly devour Taichu Shenhuo.

"You are impressive." Ye Chen clutched his chest, a surge of anger making his whole body ache. He couldn't let Xianhuo swallow it—that was his key to breaking through.

Taichu Shenhuo was put away again, as if nothing had happened, free to do as it pleased.

Ah!

Ye Chen sighed, clearing his thoughts, and turned his gaze to the starry sky.

At this sight, he frowned. The Honghuang forces were even more massive than before, absolutely overwhelming the Zhutian army in both the number of experts and the lineup of emperor artifacts.

What reassured him was that the Hutian Jiejie still held strong.

"I thought this shit-stirrer of mine still had some use."

Ye Chen's eyes gleamed with brilliant immortal light. He cracked his neck and grabbed the Lingxiao Iron Stick, merging it with the Baiyu Long Chair and the Hunlun Shen Ding. He activated his Batian Outer Form, various forbidden techniques to boost his combat power, Da Lunhui Tianzang, and Da Lunhui Tiangang.

In just a few instants, his power reached its peak.

Then, he charged out of the black hole and plunged into the vast Honghuang army.

"It's Ye Chen." The surrounding Honghuang people changed color.

"War!"

Ye Chen roared, swinging the Lingxiao Iron Stick with all his might.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Blood mist erupted instantly. Wherever the iron stick passed, no one below Zhundi level—whether Dasheng or Shengwang—could escape. Bodies were destroyed, souls obliterated, not even a scream left.

"Exterminate him!" The Qiongqi Clan Emperor shouted in fury upon seeing this.

No order was needed; thousands of Zhundi rushed at Ye Chen. Some were in human form, others in their true forms, wielding war spears or suspending magical tools. Each one was ferocious, launching killing strikes from across the vast starry sky, with countless divine abilities raining down like a storm.

"Extinguish me?" Ye Chen snorted coldly and instantly used Huayu Weichen.

Though he moved, the Taotie Dasheng he swapped places with met a tragic end. That wasn't an ordinary Dasheng—it was at the peak level, just half a step from Zhundi. But even that wasn't enough against thousands of Zhundi attacks. In an instant, its soul scattered, dying in utter frustration.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The dedicated Da Chu Tenth Emperor, after pitting one Dasheng, didn't stop. He swung the iron stick again, sweeping away over a hundred Dasheng and several hundred Shengwang. In the dense crowd, a huge gap opened up in an instant, with blood and bones flying everywhere, a shocking sight.

"Seal the space." A Qiongqi Zhundi charged through the air, roaring across the starry sky. For someone like Ye Chen, who mastered the Yitian Qiandi secret technique, they couldn't fight recklessly—they had to seal the space first, or more people would be tricked.

Buzz!

As the words fell, nine hundred and ninety-nine Zhundi formed seals together, using Zhundi artifacts as array points to create a sealing formation. The space within eighty thousand zhang was instantly locked, cutting off Ye Chen's Yitian Qiandi.

"I'll break your seal." Ye Chen snorted coldly, gripping the iron stick and thrusting it skyward, stirring the void and winds, forcefully shattering the seal. Then, he used Yitian Qiandi again to dodge the killing strikes. The Qiongqi Zhundi he swapped with was instantly obliterated by the Honghuang attacks.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Ye Chen didn't idle. He swung the stick whenever he could, his movements incredibly agile. Everywhere he went, figures flew through the air, blood and bones scattered, magical tools exploded, and war flags shattered. Below Zhundi level, no one could withstand a single strike from him.

"Dammit!"

The various clan emperors were furious, half of them turning their gaze from the Youming Dalu side to Ye Chen. This confirmed their earlier suspicion: Ye Chen had emerged, but Luitian wasn't with him, meaning Honghuang's top-ranked emperor's son had been slain by the Shengti.

But that wasn't the worst part—what frustrated them was that no one could hit Ye Chen.

That guy was too slippery with Yitian Qiandi; even Zhundi artifacts couldn't seal him. To lock the space, they'd need emperor artifacts, and at least ten of them. But that would leave far too few for attacking Youming Dalu. Besides, Ye Chen had the Lunhui Eye, allowing him to enter and exit the black hole at will—he wasn't easy to catch.

What they feared was exactly Ye Chen's advantages. Without emperor artifacts, they couldn't eliminate him so easily. He was here purely to cause chaos.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

In that brief distraction, Ye Chen had already rampaged from the eastern starry sky to the northern one. He kept using Yitian Qiandi, striking and then vanishing, treating space seals as mere jokes. Unless they used emperor artifacts, they might not even trap him.

Due to his disruption, the Honghuang army's formation was thrown into disarray. Too many Honghuang people were confused and got smashed by a single stick, teaming up only to head to the Yellow Springs together.

"How about sending an emperor artifact to your clan's emperor?"

On Youming Dalu, an old Zhundi stood on a mountain peak, stretching his neck to watch.

"No need. That kid is tough as nails." Kuiniu Huang said meaningfully.

"It's not your people, so you don't feel the pain at all!" Donghuang Taixin glanced at him. Or rather, all the Da Chu Zhundi threw him looks, their eyes seeming to say: Don't believe us? We'll chop you up and stew you.

"Shengti is mighty! Shengti is mighty!" While the major Zhundi chatted idly, the younger Zhutian generation on Youming Dalu had gathered, climbing into the void and shouting with utmost vigor. Unable to join the fight, they cheered for Ye Chen this way.

The Zhundi turned their eyes to the starry sky as well.

There was no denying Ye Chen's boldness. The Honghuang army in this starry sky was enormous, with dozens of emperor artifacts in place, yet he dared to charge in and wreak havoc.

Still, he had the capital to do so. His Yitian Qiandi was incredibly smooth, and the Lingxiao Iron Stick was overwhelmingly powerful. Without emperor artifacts, Honghuang couldn't seal the space or counter Da Lunhui Tiandao, which was the biggest headache for them.

Indeed, Ye Chen's rampage weakened Honghuang's attacks, giving Youming Dalu a chance to breathe and frantically repair the cracks in the Hutian Jiejie.

"Run, where do you think you're running!"

Ye Chen's curses echoed loudly as he charged through the Honghuang army like it was empty territory.

It could be said that no one dared approach him for fear of being tricked. Ironically, it wasn't the Honghuang people chasing him—it was him chasing them. The vast Honghuang army was thrown into chaos by his actions, with sand and dust everywhere, countless Honghuang people slain, and even more dying from their own attacks.

From above the void, in his Batian Outer Form, Ye Chen shone with golden light amid the dense Honghuang army, strikingly conspicuous. He didn't care who was who—just swing the stick wildly, no technique needed. Wherever he went, chaos followed, and no one could block his path.

What a shit-stirrer!

Ming Di's expression was meaningful, and Di Huang's was much the same.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

As they watched, Honghuang moved their emperor artifacts—fully twenty of them—suspended in the four directions of the starry sky. They all unleashed emperor might, their ultimate laws connecting and engraving into the void, intending to seal that entire space. Not only to cut off Ye Chen's Yitian Qiandi, but also his Da Lunhui Tiandao.

Ye Chen wouldn't just stand there and get sealed. He instantly escaped into the black hole. Twenty emperor artifacts together could isolate his heavenly dao—if his dao was cut off, he'd die ten thousand times over.

He entered the black hole, making the twenty sealing emperor artifacts useless. But Honghuang knew it wouldn't be long before Ye Chen came out again, heading to another part of the starry sky to continue his chaos. Open attacks were easy to dodge, but hidden ones were hard to defend— who knew where he'd emerge?

Honghuang truly didn't know, because Ye Chen had already appeared in another part of the starry sky.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Splattering blood rained down as countless Honghuang people fell to his stick.

Buzz!

A Honghuang emperor artifact hummed, sweeping out a beam of annihilating immortal light.

Boom!

That patch of starry sky exploded with a roar, but it didn't hit Ye Chen. And Ye Chen didn't enter the black hole for just one emperor artifact's attack. Besides his dao and Yitian Qiandi, he still had Feilei Shen. One emperor artifact trying to kill him? What a joke?

"Kill!"

A Honghuang clan emperor roared in rage, pointing his sword.

At his command, dozens of Honghuang emperor artifacts activated.

But before they could strike, Ye Chen vanished. He had to respect those emperor artifacts—it wasn't a game. Better to hide in the black hole.

Pfft!

That clan emperor spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, unsteady on his feet and nearly falling from his jade chariot.

"Continue!"

Before the clan emperor could steady himself, Ye Chen reappeared, in his Batian Outer Form state, wielding the massive iron stick. Without a word, he swung wildly, unleashing all sorts of secret techniques and divine abilities desperately. He didn't care who was who—all he saw were Honghuang people, and whatever secret technique he used, someone would take the hit. As for which unlucky one it was, he didn't care.

Buzz!

Dozens of Honghuang emperor artifacts activated again, all aimed at that starry sky.

"Catch me and you'll share my name." Ye Chen's movements were incredibly agile as he used Feilei Shen to escape. Then, he deployed Da Lunhui Tiandao. Before leaving, he didn't forget to curse a Honghuang Dasheng with Da Lunhui Tianzu—it worked wonders, truly cursing the person to death.

What followed was Ye Chen's exclusive show. With heavenly dao as his trump card, he was truly unrestrained, striking and then vanishing, mastering this hit-and-run style to perfection. He'd emerge to kill, then leave, and repeat elsewhere.

After who knows how many times, Ye Chen ducked into the black hole, his face slightly pale.

This time out, he had slain many Honghuang people, but it had taken a heavy toll on him.

The only blame was that the Honghuang forces were too vast, with too many people.

It could be said that if the Honghuang people just stood there letting him kill, one by one, even if he swung nonstop day and night, it'd take him a hundred years—and he'd be exhausted to death.

"Don't rush." Ye Chen sneered, shoving pills into his mouth like mad, desperately restoring his mana. His bright golden eyes locked on the outside world.

His gaze was fixed on the Qiongqi Clan Emperor. Next time out, that would be his target. He understood the principle of capturing the leader to subdue the followers.

As for the outside world, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

The awkwardness, of course, referred to Honghuang.

Because of Ye Chen's chaos, their rear was unstable, and dozens of emperor artifacts didn't know where to aim—continue bombarding the Hutian Jiejie, or wait for Ye Chen to emerge? Wait for him, and he might not come; bombard the jiejie, and he'd definitely show up to disrupt.

Pfft!

On a massive jade chariot, the Qiongqi Clan Emperor vomited blood—not from injury, but from rage. As the commander of the third coalition, he had thought this war would be straightforward. Who knew it would turn into a series of mishaps? With absolute power suppression, they were still stuck in a deadlock.

Pfft!

He wasn't the only one vomiting blood—it happened one after another. All the major clan emperors felt the same way. Honghuang was used to war, but a frustrating one like this was a first.

Pfft!

Even more were vomiting, pent-up with fury and nowhere to vent. Too many Honghuang Zhundi stood on their jade chariots, unsteady and spitting blood one after another.

"I'm even embarrassed for Honghuang." Tianlao had also climbed into the void, sighing and clicking his tongue. This scene was all too familiar, just like earlier when Luitian used heavenly tribulation to strike the Hutian Jiejie, knowing full well he was tricking Zhutian but powerless to stop it.

And now, Ye Chen was doing the same as Luitian. They were cut from the same cloth, both with heaven-defying immortal eyes that were nearly impossible to catch or hit, driving people to the brink.

"Honghuang should count themselves lucky—if Ye Chen summons heavenly tribulation, things would really heat up."

"A pair of Liudao Lunhui Eyes can truly turn the tide of battle!"

Baihu Huang sighed.

This statement was quite insightful, and no one refuted it.

Imagine if Ye Chen kept causing chaos like this—when would Honghuang ever break through the jiejie? This would drag the war out indefinitely, which was exactly what Zhutian needed. The longer it went, the more advantageous for them. If Ye Chen accidentally advanced to Zhundi, or if Di Huang fully mastered the underworld, the rest would be easy.

"Don't bother with him anymore. Bomb for me!"

The Qiongqi Clan Emperor howled in anger, his hair disheveled like a mad dog, roaring wildly. He had truly lost his temper—or perhaps figured it out. Ye Chen's disruptions were clearly aimed at relieving the crisis on Youming Dalu.

So, why bother with him? Let him kill if he wanted; let him cause chaos if he pleased. They wouldn't divert emperor artifacts to target him anymore.

All Honghuang had to do was aim every emperor artifact at Youming Dalu and see whether he could kill all the Honghuang people first, or if Honghuang could slaughter Youming first.

Thus, Honghuang's dozens of emperor artifacts returned to their original positions.

"Bomb for me!" The Qiongqi Clan Emperor pointed his sword, issuing the order for the second time—mainly because he needed to roar to avoid internal injury.

As his words fell, a figure suddenly manifested on the jade chariot. Ye Chen had arrived, flashing a charming smile at the Qiongqi Clan Emperor. "Senior, your temper is too fiery—it'll hurt your body."

The Qiongqi Clan Emperor's face changed, and he instantly retreated.

But his reaction was too slow. He fell for Ye Chen's Da Lunhui Tianhuan, his body freezing for a moment. By the time he snapped out of it, Ye Chen's stick was already descending from the sky.

Wow, what a thrill!

The mighty emperor of the Qiongqi clan had his head smashed by Ye Chen's single strike.

"Come with me!" Ye Chen grabbed the Qiongqi Clan Emperor and vanished in an instant.

Everything happened in a flash, leaving both Honghuang and Zhutian people stunned, especially Honghuang. In a blink, their commander was gone, and everyone knew where: the space black hole.