Chapter 2306: Reverse Seal Quasi-Emperor

The Tai Chu Shen Huo entered the Dan Sea, and the Xian Huo flew over immediately.

A purple flame and a golden flame merged without any hindrance, not only their origins but also their spirits perfectly aligning under the Chaotic Return to Origin.

Uh!

Ye Chen staggered back a step, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood as he clutched his chest. His heart ached with a tearing, gut-wrenching pain, reminiscent of when he had swallowed the Tian Ji Dan years ago.

As the two fires fused, he glimpsed a graceful figure's back, who turned and smiled at him.

That was Nian Wei, who had sacrificed her body to merge with the Tai Chu Shen Huo, bringing him blood and tears, as well as love and fate—all to help him advance to the Zhun Di realm.

Ye Chen's eyes brimmed with hot tears, streaming down his face.

This moment in history was strikingly similar: in his previous life, it was Luo Xi and Xuan Nu, and in this life, it was Nian Wei—one became the spirit of the Tian Ji Dan, and the other offered herself to the Tai Chu Shen Huo.

"Ye Chen, you have to win, okay!"

In the void, it seemed he could hear Nian Wei's gentle whisper, her smile as bright as flowers.

Ah!

The Tenth Emperor of Da Chu roared from his soul, the sound echoing throughout the myriad domains and heavens.

In that instant, the Tai Chu Shen Huo and the Xian Huo fully fused, transforming into a source called Chaos that became vast power. It infused his origin, filled his major meridians, refined his primordial spirit, tempered his true body, and intertwined with his ancient holy blood, nurturing an even more surging power to aid the peak Great Saint in achieving a reverse heavenly nirvana.

In the void, he once again saw the gate of the Zhun Di.

This time, that ethereal giant gate was crystal clear in his eyes, no longer impossibly distant; even if it reached the edge of the sky and sea, he could still cross it—this was an obsession.

Because he bore the mission of all living beings.

Roar!

A dragon's roar resounded as he transformed into a golden divine dragon, the manifestation of his Dao, soaring against the heavens. He crossed endless void and leaped into the gate of the Zhun Di.

Boom!

In that instant, a thunderous boom erupted, resounding through the firmament.

Dark clouds rolled in, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a will that made all living beings tremble enveloped the heavens and earth. Da Chu shook, the star domains trembled, as if gods were descending.

Gazing up at the sky, streaks of rampaging lightning all carried destructive might, along with terrifying visions of Chaos materializing—visions where all things evolved and then perished in Chaos.

Witnessing this scene, the Hong Huang forces and the people of the various heavens, still battling on the walls of Nan Chu, collectively paused their fight and looked toward the ethereal distance. That fearsome pressure made hearts involuntarily tremble.

"Heavenly Tribulation?"

The emperors of the Hong Huang races suddenly changed color, abruptly rising from their jade chariots. They knew it was the Zhun Di Heavenly Tribulation and whose it was—it had to be Ye Chen's.

"He did it."

The cultivators of the various heavens had tears streaming down their faces, sobbing uncontrollably.

"That's more like it."

The Five Divine Generals laughed, as if seeing the Emperor from ten thousand ages ago—the war god who shook antiquity and illuminated the present, who would turn the tide for the various heavens.

"Our Da Chu Emperor has defied the heavens again."

The various emperors smiled with contentment.

"The Sacred Body lineage has not disappointed the myriad domains' living beings."

Dong Huang Tai Xin revealed a tired smile, just as when Ye Chen slaughtered emperors back then, unconditionally believing in the Heavenly Court Sacred Lord.

"Mom, Dad did it."

Ye Ling raised her little head, staring blankly at the ethereal distance, her clear and beautiful eyes flickering with pride for her father.

"I see it."

The women smiled charmingly, their beautiful eyes misty as they gazed in a trance.

"You really did it."

The Female Sacred Body lifted her eyes, smiling with an inexplicable complexity, like the other women—her gaze toward the void misty and hazy.

However, under the gaze of all, the heavenly thunder suddenly dissipated.

More precisely, it was sealed by the one undergoing the tribulation.

The people of the various heavens were astonished; why seal the Zhun Di Heavenly Tribulation? Why not bring it over directly, right where the Hong Huang had gathered in large numbers, and have everyone endure it together?

Not only were the people of the various heavens astonished, but the Hong Huang forces were also dumbfounded. In their memory, Ye Chen loved using heavenly tribulations to trap enemies, so how could he seal it just like that? This wasn't his style.

Could it be that our Hong Huang's current formation isn't enough?

There must be a scheme!

This was the Hong Huang's evaluation of the matter; they knew Ye Chen must have a bigger plan.

They didn't know, but the peak Zhun Di of the various heavens were well aware.

Ye Chen wasn't refusing to undergo the tribulation; he couldn't. Even if he could trap the Hong Huang races this time, it would only resolve the immediate crisis. Once the tribulation passed, the sixty-four Emperor Dao Dharma bodies would manifest, and whether he could survive it was uncertain; even if he did, he'd be as good as dead. Recovering from such severe injuries would take at least a month.

In other words, if he underwent the tribulation, he wouldn't be able to connect to the Ming Emperor Huang for at least a month.

And in that month, the various heavens clearly couldn't hold off the Hong Huang; before he fully recovered, the various heavens would have been trampled flat by the Hong Huang, and connecting to Ming wouldn't save the living beings.

Indeed, this was exactly why Ye Chen sealed the heavenly tribulation; he didn't have time for it. The most important thing now was to connect to Ming Emperor Huang to completely repel the Hong Huang.

"Kill, kill for me."

Amidst thousands of doubts, the highest commander of the Hong Huang issued the attack order again, angered to the point of madness. Even if Ye Chen had a heavenly tribulation, so what? At worst, the various heavens and Hong Huang could undergo it together—we Hong Huang have more people; losing some doesn't matter—you various heavens will be buried with us.

Kill!

The Hong Huang army roared, resuming the attack after just three to five breaths.

Fight!

The cultivators of the various heavens roared, quite excited, especially the peak emperors, who knew more secrets. The current Ye Chen needed even more precious time to connect to that Great Accomplishment Sacred Body in Ming.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The booms of battle shook the universe, echoed through the dome of heaven. Whether the various heavens or Hong Huang, they were being buried in droves—one side attacking, the other defending, all fighting like madmen, lives like grass, miserably to the extreme, corpses piling into mountains, blood flowing into rivers.

In the southern Chu border wasteland, Ye Chen had already sacrificed the Emperor Huang's fresh blood and was forming the Ming seal.

At the same time, the Ming Emperor cast an Emperor Dao immortal spell, creating a rift between the separated human and Ming realms. He said deeply to Emperor Huang, "You all only have the time of half an incense stick."

Emperor Huang was silent, standing quietly. The immortal light of Ming had suddenly manifested, thread by thread, carrying mysterious power and enveloping his entire body, wrapping him up.

Emperor Dao Ming!

As the seal was finalized, Ye Chen's roar rang out in time. This roar was sonorous and forceful—after how many years, he finally truly qualified to connect to Emperor Huang.

Buzz!

Only a buzz was heard as the great earth trembled. An ancient stone coffin emerged from underground, ancient and weathered, carrying the aura of the Ming realm and covered with intricate sacred patterns.

"Come out, come out for me."

Ye Chen's eyes bulged, covered in blood vessels that dyed his eyes crimson. His forehead veins popped, his teeth gritted to the point of cracking, and blood surged from his mouth nonstop.

He had still underestimated the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body. With his Zhun Di cultivation, he could only barely shake it. The stone coffin had emerged from the ground, but its ascent was extremely slow.

"Come out, come out for me."

Another roar from the soul.

Buzz!

The stone coffin rose a fraction, but his right leg exploded with a boom.

Buzz!

The stone coffin rose another fraction, and his left leg also burst into blood mist.

Following that, his chest and back—ribs flying, spine shattering. Through the wounds, one could see the beating internal organs, the sparkling bones, a shocking sight.

In other words, for every fraction the stone coffin rose, his sacred body exploded a fraction.

So much so that in just three breaths, his sacred body was already a bloody mess of bones.

And the sacred bones and sacred blood he exploded didn't regenerate, because the pressure of Emperor Huang was too great. Forcibly connecting to him caused backlash from Ming; unless he gave up connecting, the exploded sacred body wouldn't regenerate.

At his side, the Yu Hua Xian Wang's face was extremely ugly.

Not only had Ye Chen underestimated Emperor Huang, he had as well underestimated the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body.

How could the bloodline that contends with Great Emperors be so easily connected to?

What's more, Emperor Huang wasn't an ordinary Great Accomplishment Sacred Body; he had once fought five emperors alone. That level of combat power surpassed even the first Great Accomplishment Sacred Body, Ba Yuan. The stronger the person, the harder it is to connect.

As a peak Zhun Di, he wanted to help, but Emperor Huang could only be connected by a Sacred Body. Any more external force was useless, so everything still depended on Ye Chen himself.