Chapter 2282: Guerrilla Warfare

Chapter 2282: Guerrilla Warfare

"You, Ye Chen." The Tianxie Great Saint’s eyes brightened, and he was about to send a sound transmission to all sides.

However, Ye Chen was faster. He reached out and grabbed the Great Saint, pulling him into the Dust Space.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Following that, these sounds echoed from the Dust Space, incredibly noisy, as if a fight was raging. To be precise, the Tianxie Great Saint had been suppressed by Ye Chen. It happened in just two or three breaths, with no warning at all. As fellow Great Saint level beings, he was no match for Ye Chen.

Hmm, having eyes that are too sharp can sometimes be a bad thing.

If the Tianxie Great Saint hadn't possessed the Immortal Eye, Ye Chen wouldn't have targeted him. An ordinary person is innocent, but possessing a treasure invites guilt—that's the principle. Ye Chen had been worrying about lacking pupil power, and this one had delivered it right to him.

"Quick, seal off that ten-thousand-zhang expanse of star space immediately." Outside, the Qiongqi Quasi-Emperor shouted. The sudden disappearance of a Tianxie race Great Saint proved that something was amiss in that star space—or rather, Ye Chen was there. Wherever the Tianxie Great Saint had vanished, that's where Ye Chen was.

At his command, over a thousand Quasi-Emperors cast their spells, summoning their life-bound artifacts and suspending them in the vast void.

Unfortunately, before they could seal it off, Ye Chen had already burst out of the Dust Space and escaped a thousand zhang away. Although there were many Honghuang experts, the star space was vast. With them spread out searching, there were bound to be weak points in their defenses, giving him an opening to flee.

"Stay right there." The Taotie Quasi-Emperor chased after him, his face fiercely menacing. He condensed thousands of secret techniques into a single finger, thrusting it through the sky toward Ye Chen's back, aiming to bypass his physical body and attack his primordial spirit directly.

Pfft!

Scarlet blood sprayed out, but the one injured wasn't Ye Chen—it was a Qiongqi race Great Saint who happened to be too close and had been hit by a Heaven-Swapping Earth-Moving technique.

"Damn it." The Qiongqi Quasi-Emperor raged, stepping forward and shattering the heavens as he ascended into the ethereal void. He pressed down with a palm, forming a massive five-finger seal ten thousand zhang wide, aimed straight at Ye Chen.

"Not bad divine ability, but your speed is lacking." Ye Chen sneered, using Shrinking Earth into Inches several times to dodge the Qiongqi Quasi-Emperor's palm. He then crossed the void and leaped out of that star space.

As proven, raw attack power is useless if you can't land a hit.

"Where do you think you're going?" The Qiongqi, Taotie, and Tianxie—three peak Quasi-Emperors—chased like divine beams, pursuing the most fiercely. It was rare to spot Ye Chen, and they couldn't let him escape.

Behind them followed the slightly slower Honghuang race Quasi-Emperors.

After the Quasi-Emperors came the Great Saints, Saint Kings, and Saints, a dark mass swarming like a tidal wave, like streaks of immortal light forming a meteor shower across the dark star space.

"Is this the legendary Peering World Immortal Eye?" Up ahead, Ye Chen fled calmly. As he flew, he examined his palm, where a illusory Immortal Eye was suspended.

This Immortal Eye belonged to the Tianxie Great Saint and had been seized by him. It hovered in his palm, gleaming gold, with refined pupil power and a scorching core essence, etched with intangible Dao rhythms.

As for its ability, as the name suggested, it was for peering and observation.

Generally, those in intelligence work favored such Immortal Eyes, as they could see through any worldly concealment, even Zhou Tian's evolutions. What made it dominant was its capacity to peer into others' memories, though this required profound cultivation. If one's strength was insufficient, using this Immortal Eye recklessly could lead to backlash and death.

"What a shame to part with it." Ye Chen sighed, raising his hand to imprint the Peering World Immortal Eye into his Reincarnation Eye.

Once fused, the Reincarnation Eye flickered with light, and his previously blind eye regained sight. However, the added pupil power was extremely limited.

By limited, it meant not even enough for one use of the Heavenly Dao.

The only issue was that the Reincarnation Eye's level was too high. To truly restore its pupil power, he would need to absorb the essence of an equivalent Immortal Eye or pile it up with many special eye pupils, as he had done before on the Youming Continent by collecting eye pupils from various heavens to gather power.

"Where can I get some special eye pupils?" Ye Chen stroked his chin and glanced back. At a glance, it was all people—or more accurately, beasts in human skin.

With such a massive Honghuang force, it was unbelievable if there weren't special eye pupils or Immortal Eyes. They were natural resources.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen vanished in an instant and slipped into an ancient star.

This ancient star was called Jiuyang Star, vast and not a dead star. Ye Chen had visited it before when the Renwang took him for training. Unfortunately, due to the Honghuang war, all the cultivators and creatures on the star had migrated to Dachu and Youming Continent, leaving it deserted.

"I will cut you down." The three Honghuang Quasi-Emperors arrived shortly after and charged into the ancient star, followed by the Honghuang army surging in like a tide. They had intended to surround the star, but it was too enormous. Not even millions more could cover it.

Yet, when the Honghuang experts entered, Ye Chen was nowhere to be seen.

"Search for me!" The Honghuang Quasi-Emperors' roars echoed through heaven and earth.

As for Ye Chen, he had already manifested his Saint War Body. The two moved one after the other into hidden void spaces, heading in different directions. Wherever they went, they left behind things like Heavenly Thunder Curses, Earth Thunder Bombs, and Explosion Talismans. Though their power seemed small, they were highly useful in key moments.

It wasn't long before he slipped into a remote, desolate corner and entered the Dust Space.

"Catch Ye Chen, and you will be enfeoffed as king on the spot."

"Kill Ye Chen, and you will be rewarded with Nine-Pattern Pills."

Such declarations rang out, stern and authoritative, infused with primordial spirit power and carrying a terrifying demonic force, echoing endlessly across the vast ancient star to motivate the Honghuang forces.

Gazing at the Honghuang people descending from the skies, Ye Chen's lips curved into a cold smile. This living ancient star was vast enough, a hundred times larger than Dachu. In such an expansive territory, trying to catch him with just a million people was like reaching for the sky. Instead, he could use the star's terrain to do many things, like capturing a few Honghuang people or finding some special eye pupils.

Accompanied by the roars, night quietly fell.

Overlooking the vast void, Honghuang race Quasi-Emperors hovered in all directions, scanning below, while Great Saints, Saint Kings, and Saints from the Honghuang race moved in groups of three or five through mountain forests and empty ancient cities, their divisions clear.

In the Dust Space, Ye Chen wasn't idle.

He had changed his appearance to that of a Honghuang person, specifically a Kui Ba race Great Saint, replicating his cultivation, essence, and bloodline down to the finest detail.

This replication was essentially a form of concealment, a clever illusion.

With such a disguise, unless someone had exceptionally sharp eyes, no one could recognize his true form.

Once done, he glanced up at the sky.

In the sky stood a Gui Ji Quasi-Emperor, his divine eyes gleaming. His task was to oversee a ten-thousand-li radius, rushing to any sign of trouble or battle in that area.

Like him, other Honghuang Quasi-Emperors did the same, dividing the ancient star into smaller zones, each guarded by a Quasi-Emperor, while the Great Saints, Saint Kings, and Saints acted as scouts searching everywhere.

The Gui Ji Quasi-Emperor was diligent, his divine sense sweeping inch by inch.

Seizing the moment when the Quasi-Emperor's divine sense passed over, Ye Chen instantly exited the Dust Space.

On a moonless, windy night, it was perfect for killing—and even better for guerrilla warfare. He was quite experienced at this, his skill at fishing in troubled waters unmatched.

With the appearance of a Honghuang person, everything became easier. Ye Chen even walked with more swagger, as long as he didn't encounter a peak Quasi-Emperor or someone with perception-based abilities; he could roam freely and do as he pleased.

As he spoke, three Tianxie race Great Saints descended from the sky and landed in the mountain forest, spotting Ye Chen at once and narrowing their eyes, scanning him up and down.

They acted this way because all Honghuang experts searching for Ye Chen were in groups of three or five, yet here he was, wandering alone in the forest. Weren't they afraid of being taken out by Ye Chen?

"Why are you alone?" One Tianxie Great Saint asked coldly.

"Bad luck—no one wanted to team up with me." Ye Chen shrugged, his excuse laughably flimsy, yet impossible to fault.

The three Tianxie Great Saints' eyes narrowed in unison, sensing something odd about Ye Chen.

"Explode." As they scrutinized him, Ye Chen murmured in his mind.

With his words, a small mountain peak dozens of li away collapsed instantly—not from battle, but because a Heavenly Thunder Curse he had placed there detonated. The noise wasn't huge, but it boomed loudly.

His purpose was clear: to divert the Gui Ji Quasi-Emperor's attention with this feint, allowing him to deal with the three Tianxie Great Saints before him.

Sure enough, upon hearing the boom, the Gui Ji Quasi-Emperor turned sharply to look that way. Not just him—the three Tianxie Great Saints in front of Ye Chen instinctively glanced back, assuming it was Ye Chen being found and that the boom was from a fight.

But as soon as they turned, they felt a chill behind them. Before they could react, a powerful force dragged them into a hazy world, surrounded by chaos qi and the evolution of all things.

In addition, powerful seals were etched into the chaos, binding even these three Great Saints, sealing their powers completely.

That's right—they had been thrown into the Chaos Cauldron by Ye Chen.

The Saint Body's life-bound artifact was profoundly mysterious, and the world inside the cauldron was a heaven-defying creation. Over the years, Ye Chen had inscribed countless sealing techniques within it. Not even ordinary Quasi-Emperors could escape if they entered, though the challenge was getting them in first—which was difficult for him now.

"Perfect." After instantly capturing the three Tianxie race Great Saints, Ye Chen felt quite pleased. Using the Heavenly Thunder Curse to distract the Gui Ji Quasi-Emperor, even if only for a breath or two, was enough for him to suppress them. His calculations had been spot-on, and that Heavenly Thunder Curse had played a crucial role.

"You are Ye Chen."

"You guessed right." Ye Chen replied with a cold smile.

"Damn it." The Tianxie Great Saints struggled fiercely, their faces even more ferocious as they tried to break free, but it was futile. They attempted to send sound transmissions, but the cauldron's restrictions sealed them off, completely isolating them from the outside world.

Ye Chen ignored their struggles and looked back at the sky.

The Gui Ji Quasi-Emperor in the sky had already turned back, likely realizing the boom was just an accident, not Ye Chen. He continued scanning with his divine sense, unaware that three Tianxie race Great Saints had gone missing in his territory.

It was all because Ye Chen had acted too quickly, and the ten-thousand-li area was too vast for even a Quasi-Emperor's divine sense to cover every corner.

"Reliable." Ye Chen smiled, withdrawing his gaze from the sky and heading east.

To the east, a group of Honghuang people were active—also three in total: one Jin Ni race Great Saint and two Qiu Yu race Saint Kings, gathered around a pool scrutinizing it, suspecting something odd.

"Lucky break." Ye Chen laughed, walking straight toward them.

He called it luck because among this group, one had a special eye pupil—the Jin Ni race Great Saint, with a pair of demonic purple eyes. The downside was that their level wasn't high, but something was better than nothing.

Sensing the approach, the Jin Ni Great Saint turned his head to glance at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen didn't slow his pace, just smiled silently, though his smile seemed sinister.

"Explode." Another murmur echoed in Ye Chen's mind.

Boom!

A roar erupted from an ancient city to the west—it was an Earth Thunder Bomb he had detonated, toppling a ruined palace with a significant blast.

Hmm?

Though it was the same trick, it worked well. The Gui Ji Quasi-Emperor in the sky turned again, and the Jin Ni Great Saint and two Qiu Yu Saint Kings did the same, narrowing their eyes and looking toward the boom.

In that instant, Ye Chen's opportunity arrived. With a sweep of his hand, the entire Honghuang trio—the Jin Ni Great Saint and the two Qiu Yu Saint Kings—were thrown into the Chaos Cauldron. His movements were smooth as silk.

Inside the cauldron, the six Honghuang captives met, needing no words; the new three quickly realized they had been caught in a single blink, suppressed by the very Ye Chen they were hunting.

"As fellow Honghuang race members, you all have plenty to discuss." Ye Chen chuckled lightly, waving his hand to seize the Jin Ni Great Saint's eye pupil and imprint it into his Reincarnation Eye.

As expected, the lower-level eye pupil didn't help much, gathering pitifully little pupil power. Combined with the previous Peering World Immortal Eye, it still wasn't enough for one Heavenly Dao use. The higher the Immortal Eye's level, the harder it was to restore power.

Still, Dachu's Tenth Emperor was ambitious; even a tiny fly was meat, and with enough accumulation, the Reincarnation Eye's power would recover, making future tasks easier.

The six Honghuang experts glared with murderous intent, but Ye Chen ignored them completely.

With a cold laugh, he strolled away casually, leaving that ten-thousand-li zone.

As the saying goes, don't repeat the same trick thrice. Using Heavenly Thunder Curses to divert attention again would alert the Gui Ji Quasi-Emperor. To be safe, it was best to strike once and move on. He had plenty of time and wasn't in a hurry. One person holding off over a million Honghuang experts was already impressive; if he could draw even more, that would be ideal.