Chapter 2331: Emperor's Way Sixty-Four (Three)

Chapter 2331: Di Dao Sixty-Four (Three)

Boom! Rumble!

Sixty-four emperors arrived in full force, causing that vast expanse of starry sky to collapse inch by inch amid the thunderous roars. It couldn't withstand the overwhelming pressure of the emperor's path, as the ultimate emperor's might intertwined, gathering into a terrifying force. Destructive visions manifested repeatedly—stars were obliterated, blazing suns crumbled into nothingness, and what was once considered the balance of heaven and earth was overturned. Yin and yang reversed, reflecting the glory of doomsday.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The emperor's artifacts hummed, including those from the various heavens and individual domains. As if sensing their masters' laws, they radiated their most brilliant emperor's light, whether in excitement or agitation.

Surrounded by the sixty-four emperors in the starry sky, Ye Chen felt his heart tremble. The battle hadn't even begun, yet his primordial spirit ached sharply, and his true body felt piercingly cold, as if he had already fallen into the Jiu You, doomed to eternal unrest.

The hearts of the people pounded wildly, their faces turning pale. Though they held an unshakeable belief in the victory of Da Chu's tenth emperor, witnessing this lineup shattered that faith countless times.

Chu Xuan and Chu Ling trembled the most violently, their delicate bodies shaking as they clasped their hands in prayer, tears welling in their eyes. They feared that Ye Chen's silhouette would truly fade into the distance forever.

Like them, whether ancestors or descendants, everyone fell silent in that instant. This was a true heavenly tribulation, a genuine calamity—if crossed, it led to the immortal palaces of the heavens; if not, to the Jiu You underworld. Ye Chen was too extraordinary, already provoking the jealousy of the heavens above.

Among all the onlookers, only Di Huang remained calm and composed.

He was present but not in that starry sky; from an ancient star in a distant domain, he gazed across the ethereal void at the scene.

As a predecessor of the sacred body, his confidence in Ye Chen was a deep-seated conviction.

He had long known that the sacred body's quasi-emperor tribulation would involve sixty-four emperors, for he had survived that ordeal himself years ago—and twice at that.

The two times were once in the various heavens and once in the underworld, each featuring sixty-four emperors. If even he could overcome it, then Ye Chen, who was even more remarkable, had no reason to fail.

Boom!

Accompanied by a thunderous boom, the tribulation of the emperor's path laws began.

Kui Ba Da Di struck first, shattering the heavens with a single step and thrusting a finger toward Ye Chen's brow, targeting his primordial spirit with a deadly emperor's immortal technique.

Ye Chen soared into the sky to evade the fatal strike, then swung his staff to send Kui Ba Da Di flying.

Buzz!

Ba Qi Da Di and Shen Peng Da Di charged in, one with a blade and one with a sword, carving out a stellar river and slashing a blade aura that divided the starry sky into three segments.

War!

Ye Chen roared resoundingly, shattering the stellar river with his staff and countering with a fist that obliterated the blade aura. In battles of the same era and level, the youthful Ba Qi Da Di and Shen Peng Da Di were no match for him, both forced to retreat with every step causing the star universe to collapse.

In turn, Ye Chen suffered heavy wounds, pierced through the chest by Wu Qing Da Di's extermination finger. Before he could steady himself, Pan Gu Da Di arrived, swinging an axe that split heaven and earth, sending him hurtling eighty thousand li through the starry sky. Only then did he regain his footing, but Chi Tian Da Di struck like a ghost, his palm like a divine blade, nearly cleaving Ye Chen's sacred body in two.

Break!

Ye Chen snorted coldly, swinging his staff to fling Chi Tian Da Di away, then turned and fled.

Head-on, he collided with the eight Hong Huang emperors. Though they were manifestations of laws, they seemed to share an emperor's tacit understanding, forming seals to conjure a sealing grand array that descended from the heavens, trapping Ye Chen within.

This emperor-level sealing array was extraordinarily fearsome, not only sealing but also carrying destructive power that ignored the physical body, assaulting the primordial spirit, origin, and bloodline, even disintegrating them.

Open for me!

Ye Chen thundered, using array-breaking techniques to blast an opening, leaping out like a golden divine dragon. With a wave of his hand, he summoned the Fu Xi ninety-nine eighty-one arrays of the emperor's path, trapping the eight Hong Huang emperors in return.

Then, he turned and bolted. Facing sixty-four emperors, he couldn't afford a direct confrontation—such a fight would mean certain death. To survive, he had to flee desperately, holding out until the time limit expired for victory.

Unfortunately, his hopes were beautiful, but reality was harsh.

He had barely escaped a thousand zhang when Hun Dun Da Di blocked his path, unleashing a Hun Dun realm vision that made Ye Chen stagger. Before he could steady himself, Heng Yu Da Di and Zhan Gu Da Di joined forces from east and west, both employing extermination immortal techniques that nearly shattered his sacred body.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, countering Hun Dun realm with Hun Dun realm to repel Hun Dun Da Di, then using a fist and staff to drive back Heng Yu Da Di and Zhan Gu Da Di.

Zing!

A piercing sword cry echoed as Yuan Tian Da Di's attack arrived. Though his sword seemed ordinary, it reversed heaven and earth, piercing through the cosmos and Ye Chen's sacred body, wounding his primordial spirit.

Ye Chen spat blood, retaliating with an eight desolations fist that demolished half of Yuan Tian Da Di's emperor body.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The sky erupted with thunder as sixteen Hong Huang emperors assaulted him—palms, sword shadows, finger beams, all raining down in a barrage, each an extermination emperor's immortal technique.

Roar!

A dragon's roar resounded as eight golden divine dragons manifested beside Ye Chen, their tails sweeping to hurl the sixteen emperors away. Xue Qiao Da Di seemed slightly weaker, his entire emperor body nearly exploding, though it reformed in an instant.

The sixteen emperors' attacks were all blocked and detonated by the eightfold heavenly dragons.

Ye Chen suffered backlash, vomiting blood profusely as he dragged his blood-drenched sacred body in a desperate escape.

In the opposing starry sky, Meng Hui Da Di approached like a dream, his emperor movement technique eerily illusory, seeming both at the edge of the horizon and right before the eyes. A dream immortal technique seized heaven's creation, dragging Ye Chen into a dream realm that was impossible to guard against.

The so-called dreamscape was a place of birdsong and flowers, yet saturated with emperor's killing intent.

Open!

Ye Chen barked sharply, instantly shattering the dream.

No sooner had he returned to reality than a sword cry rang out—Jiu Huang Da Di's sword devastated all in its path, thrusting directly at his brow and locking onto his primordial spirit's true form, aiming for a single-strike kill.

Ye Chen tensed, feeling his primordial spirit already departing before the strike landed.

In a flash, he invoked Fei Lei Shen, narrowly evading the emperor's fatal blow.

In the ethereal void, Gui Di swept a palm, erasing his reincarnation mark and preventing further use of Fei Lei Shen.

Pfft!

Golden sacred blood sprayed as Ye Chen was struck by Feng Huang Da Di's palm and Luo Tian Da Di's fist. His domineering sacred body exploded for the first time, radiant bones stained with radiant blood scattering across the starry sky, each fragment heart-wrenching.

Yet, it didn't end there. Hong Huang Zu Long Di, Hong Huang Yuan Feng Di, Hong Huang Xuan Wu Di, and Hong Huang Bai Hu Di closed in from all sides, their four emperor immortal techniques nearly ending Ye Chen on the spot.

War!

Ye Chen swung his iron staff, sweeping across the eight desolations and toppling the four emperors.

Bang!

Hong Huang Qi Lin Di charged in, pressing down with a palm that shattered the heavens and earth, forcing Ye Chen's upright sacred body to kneel, with countless sacred bones fracturing inside him.

Ye Chen's eyes blazed with immortal light as he forcefully activated his hegemonic body external form, repelling Hong Huang Qi Lin Di.

Before he could flee, six Hong Huang emperors surrounded him, shattering his external hegemonic body and trapping him in that starry sky. The battle was brutally savage and intense.

"Sixty-four emperors—how could anyone fight that?" Xie Yun watched in shock, swallowing hard. If it were him, he'd have been killed in a single exchange, hundreds of times over.

"Too monstrous—the heavenly tribulation is naturally terrifying." Si Tu Nan took a deep breath, his face ashen. Even he had lost faith; the only issue was the overwhelming lineup of emperor path laws.

"Daddy will win." Ye Ling clenched her small hands, her delicate body tense, unable to stop trembling. The thirty-two emperors of the great saint tribulation had nearly buried him; how much more so sixty-four.

His wives' immortal faces had lost all color. Every time Ye Chen bled, their hearts ached. His path of defying heaven was stained with his own fresh blood.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Under the world's gaze, Ye Chen was wounded repeatedly, bleeding time and again. His domineering sacred body was torn apart over and over—sacred bones and blood scattering, vanishing into ash under the emperor's might before they could even fall.

The scene was utterly gruesome, the combat bloody beyond words.

Sixty emperors against one—what a lineup. Even someone as strong as Ye Chen couldn't withstand the assault, and the sacred body's recovery couldn't fend off the onslaught. Bloody gashes marked his body one after another, each etched with emperor's dark light that eroded his vital energy, preventing wounds from healing and even causing them to spread outward.

Those blood-soaked sights pierced the eyes. Too many female cultivators covered their mouths in horror, and too many elders stood rigid, unable to bear watching further.

Ah!

Ye Chen roared from his soul, brimming with invincible battle intent that echoed across the vast star domain.

Da Chu's tenth emperor was disheveled and blood-soaked, breaking free from encirclements time and again with sheer force. His golden sacred blood boiled like fire, every pore spewing sacred body origin as he healed his body to the extreme, fighting like a madman.

In the eyes of the world, this heavenly tribulation was no longer divine punishment but an emperor's conquest. The starry space had collapsed, the cosmos shattered, and the vast star domain was shrouded in destructive visions—that was the path of emperors and the sacred body, manifesting external forms.

All spectators fell silent, even the peak quasi-emperor, unable to hide their inner shock. If a quasi-emperor tribulation was this terrifying, how dreadful would the great accomplishment tribulation be?

The holy lord of the heavenly court was truly a heaven-defying figure. The more extraordinary he was, the more he challenged the heavens, making divine punishment all the more severe. Fail this tribulation, and he would be utterly destroyed.

Countless juniors trembled as they gripped memory crystals, recording Ye Chen's battle with the emperors. These bloodstained scenes would inspire their cultivation—Ye Chen was their predecessor and the lifelong goal they aimed to surpass.

Pfft!

In the dim starry sky, half of Ye Chen's sacred body exploded, golden blood flowers blooming radiantly.

This sight made everyone's hearts leap to their throats.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The sixty-four emperors descended together, their emperor bodies so heavy that each step made the starry sky shudder, the thunderous booms spreading endlessly and shaking the people to spit blood.

Their emperor attacks fell simultaneously—blade auras, emperor arrays, immortal techniques—all surging with destructive power, engulfing Ye Chen and intent on reducing him to ash.

Ye Chen staggered but managed to steady himself. Seeing the onslaught, his newly healed sacred body threatened to shatter again.

Without a doubt, he would be annihilated.

One thought eternity!

In that instant, he invoked the time immortal technique, turning one thought into eternity. The starry sky bloomed with other shore flowers, each with both petals and leaves, each as red as fire.

Due to this one thought eternity, time froze, and the airborne emperor immortal techniques halted with it.

However, this lasted only a moment.

But that moment was enough for Ye Chen to act—he evaded the fatal attacks, broke free from the encirclement, healed his sacred body, and fled with all his might.

Though he had escaped, the emperors' attacks still landed, obliterating that patch of starry sky.

The sixty-four emperors responded with immortal techniques, pursuing relentlessly and attacking all the way.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Thunderous roars followed their path, space collapsing inch by inch wherever they went, dead stars exploding one after another, reducing everything to dust.

"Was that a time immortal technique he just used?" Chi Yang Zi stroked his beard.

Xiao Yao Zi said nothing but nodded slightly, his eyes filled with shock.

Not just him—Jiang Tai Xu and Feng Huang were the same. A quasi-emperor still in tribulation had comprehended such supreme laws—how heaven-defying could one be?

After all, even emperors struggled to grasp such laws.

Many old-timers stroked their beards meaningfully, their keen eyes recognizing it clearly, thinking they must have a good chat with Ye Chen once he survived the tribulation.

Boom! Rumble!

Accompanied by the booms, the people looked up toward the void.

Ye Chen shot upward like a divine ray, fleeing into the ethereal realm, his flowing fresh blood dripping and staining the dim starry sky with glaring gold.

Beneath him, the sixty-four emperors followed like sixty-four rays of immortal light, soaring into the ethereal void.

Soon, the battle erupted in the ethereal realm—one ancient sacred body against sixty-four emperors, like sixty-five suns radiating blood-tinged light across the world.

And Ye Chen was the brightest among them. Even the emperors' radiance couldn't overshadow his.

Yet, in this tribulation, there were no leads or supporting roles—whether sacred body or emperors, all were protagonists, each carrying legendary tales as they painted mythical scenes in the ethereal void, as if proclaiming to the world: that was the youthful emperor.

Not only did the people think so, but Di Huang did as well.

From across the endless starry sky, the eyes of the great sacred body flickered with momentary haze. As fellow sacred bodies, Ye Chen surpassed him in his own era, beyond even Xian Wu Di Zun—it was Ye Chen himself, too extraordinary and too heaven-defying.

Thus, he had a strong premonition that this young sacred body named Ye Chen might break the taboo that sacred bodies couldn't become emperors, achieving a heaven-defying dao proof in this era.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

As the people watched, the battle in the ethereal void reached peak brutality. The sacred body bathed in emperor's blood, and the emperors in sacred blood, with fresh blood raining down, each drop piercing.

Clearly, Ye Chen was being suppressed, with no chance to turn the tide.

But everyone knew it wasn't that Ye Chen lacked strength—it was the enemy's lineup, a full sixty-four emperor path laws, each a youthful emperor of the same level and era. Who among those who became emperors was ordinary? Who wasn't invincible in their tier?

War!

Ye Chen's roar came from his soul, once again surrounded and driven mad by the sixty-four, their emperor divine abilities overwhelmingly dominant. His secret techniques were all thoroughly countered.

Sadly, this was a group fight, not a one-on-one. If it were solo, he would fear no single youthful emperor.