Chapter 2340: Perfect Match

In the desolate space black hole, thunderous rumbles echoed.

Due to Di Huang and Hei Yi Ye Chen, the boundless darkness could not withstand their oppressive aura. Merely locking eyes made time seem to freeze, rendering the so-called laws of heaven and earth meaningless. Visions of destruction emerged, painting scenes unique to the Shengti.

These two ancient Shengti at the same level stood opposed across the void, marking a moment of historical significance.

Throughout the annals of the myriad heavens, no era had ever seen two Dacheng Shengti existing in the same time.

Yet today, they were setting a precedent.

"Merge with me, and rule the heavens and earth."

The prolonged silence was finally broken by Hei Yi Ye Chen's words—repeating the same phrase, with the same desolation and authority. It was not a suggestion, but a command.

The difference was, earlier it was directed at Ye Chen; this time, at Di Huang.

If the world heard this, it would surely be shocked.

Who was Di Huang? A Dacheng Shengti, a fierce warrior who had fought five emperors alone. To address him with such commanding tone—how lofty was that? Even a great emperor would not dare to be so bold!

Di Huang remained silent, responding only with powerful attacks. He stepped forward, shattering the void, clenching his golden fist infused with countless secret techniques and the battle path of the Shengti, delivering a punch that destroyed heaven and earth.

Hei Yi Ye Chen also moved, wielding no weapons, merely throwing a punch as if grasping the myriad great dao. Seals etched between his fingers, his fist was in no way inferior to Di Huang's.

Boom!

Their fists collided, unleashing a thunderous roar. A layer of annihilating halo spread infinitely across the eight directions, causing the black hole's cosmos to collapse wherever it passed. Any remnants in the black hole—be it shattered artifacts or lingering continents—vanished instantly into nothingness, reduced to ash.

Glancing back, both Di Huang and Hei Yi Ye Chen had retreated half a step.

Di Huang's fist bones had shattered, golden blood flowing; Hei Yi Ye Chen fared no better, his fist stained with blood and his arm cracked open. Through the wounds, one could see his radiant muscles and bones, which carried an additional demonic essence compared to Di Huang's.

Zi Xuan was shocked, and Ye Chen was shocked too. They had not expected Hei Yi Ye Chen to be so terrifying, able to fight Di Huang, a Dacheng figure, on equal terms. What incredible combat power!

Boom!

As they were stunned, Hei Yi Ye Chen launched an assault, instantly closing in. His hand struck like a divine blade, splitting Di Huang's shoulder bone. Di Huang retaliated even more fiercely, slashing open Hei Yi Ye Chen's chest and shattering several of his ribs, grinding them to dust in his palm.

In close combat, they each had their victories and defeats, with every punch and palm forcing the other back.

The dark space black hole seemed to fall into stillness once more.

In the western void, Hei Yi Ye Chen stood tall, his feet on a river of demonic aura. His wounds had already healed, and an ancient Shengti mark appeared on his forehead, exclusive to the Shengti. His momentum surged instantly, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring above his head, accompanied by various destructive visions. His vital energy was golden, but faint traces of black lurked within each strand.

In the eastern haze, Di Huang was no less impressive. His shattered Shengti had reformed in an instant, his feet on a golden immortal sea and a vast starry sky overhead. His entire body was enveloped in divine light, his Shengti forged like pure gold, with a Shengti mark etched on his forehead. His radiant golden eyes embodied the profound dao, weaving visions of the Shengti with the sounds of the great dao.

Both Ye Chen and Zi Xuan held their breath. The warm-up was over; now the real fight began. Judging solely by momentum, Hei Yi Ye Chen and Di Huang were evenly matched.

Boom!

With a thunderous boom, Di Huang and Hei Yi Ye Chen clashed, one charging east and the other west, unleashing world-shaking attacks. Their collision made the black hole tremble again.

Dacheng Shengti wielded no divine artifacts, fighting bare-handed—this was the essence of their power. They could shake imperial weapons with their fists alone; having or not having tools made little difference. The domineering ancient Shengti body was the strongest weapon, true for both Di Huang and Hei Yi Ye Chen.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The battle scene was extraordinarily grand.

Hei Yi Ye Chen resembled a demon god, backed by a demonic golden immortal domain. His strikes were all imperial immortal techniques, infused with a mysterious force that could destroy heaven and earth.

Di Huang was like a war god, his body radiating golden light, also manifesting a golden immortal domain that embodied his own dao. His attacks were unparalleled, his will to fight invincible, at one point even suppressing Hei Yi Ye Chen.

Puff! Puff!

The epic battle was incredibly brutal. Whether Hei Yi Ye Chen or Di Huang, both were bathed in the other's fresh blood, fighting one-on-one with the ferocity of emperors.

Ye Chen watched and secretly swallowed hard. Though it was two Dacheng Shengti fighting, it felt like the Shengti were clashing in a contest. The level of this battle was heart-pounding just to witness; compared to Di Huang and Hei Yi Ye Chen, his own minor Shengti could be crushed by a mere aftershock.

Zi Xuan's immortal face had turned pale with shock. She knew Di Huang's strength best; she never imagined anyone below the emperor level could match him.

"Senior Di Huang is injured, and this is a contest at the same level, so from the start, this fight was unfair," Ye Chen said with a deep breath, his words drawn out. "Moreover, have you noticed? The bloodline and origin of that Hei Yi Shengti are purer than Di Huang's senior's."

"Are you saying Hei Yi Shengti is from an earlier era than Shengjun?" Zi Xuan frowned.

"I don't know what era he comes from, but his bloodline is more primordial, containing a mysterious force that neither I nor senior possess."

"I'm more curious about his origins."

"I'm even more curious," Ye Chen murmured. He had witnessed the Zhuxian Sword transforming into human form, and it looked exactly like him, with strength on par with Di Huang and a purer bloodline. This led him to believe there was a deep connection between the Zhuxian Sword and the Shengti.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

As they spoke, the battle between Di Huang and Hei Yi Ye Chen grew even more intense, making the entire desolate black hole buzz and tremble. Each collision was devastating enough to destroy worlds, truly an emperor-level struggle.

Throughout the fight, the two remained evenly matched. Di Huang could not overcome Hei Yi Ye Chen, and Hei Yi Ye Chen could not defeat Di Huang; victory was hard to determine.

Such massive disturbances affected not only the myriad domains but also the various heavens.

The Honghuang clans all looked up at the void, unable to trace the source of the rumbles, yet knowing they came from the black hole. As for the combatants, they had no idea.

"The impact is so widespread—must be an emperor-level battle?" the Taotie clan's emperor furrowed his brow.

"One of them must be Di Huang," the Qongqi clan's emperor pondered, his eyes flickering with deep meaning. As for the other, he did not know, but it had to be a terrifying existence to cause such chaos, even shaking the domains.

"Better if they both die," the Lvtian clan's emperor gritted his teeth, his blood-red eyes gleaming with malice. Though unaware of who was fighting Di Huang, he desperately hoped for Di Huang's demise.

His hope was shared by the Honghuang clans. Their resentment toward the Dacheng Shengti was no less than their hatred for Ye Chen; without Di Huang, their clan would not have suffered so miserably.

Boom! Rumble!

The rumbles continued, causing violent tremors across the domains. Many uninhabited smaller domains suffered greatly, collapsing one after another. Even larger domains with life were not spared, with mountains and peaks crumbling in succession.

In the various heavens, crowds gathered, all gazing upward in a daze at the haze. "The Dacheng Shengti is fighting whom? Such commotion means the opponent must be incredibly strong."

"In this era, is there anyone who can rival Di Huang?" the divine generals assembled, each stroking their chins with furrowed brows. If so, it would be truly frightening.

"It's likely in the black hole," Jiang Taixu said leisurely, his immortal wheel eyes flashing with radiant light, allowing him to see places others could not, such as the space black hole.

"It's fortunate it's in the black hole; if it were in the starry sky, the entire myriad domains and heavens might collapse," Chiyang Zi sighed, hands behind his back. Such a scene would be spectacular to behold.

"This era truly hides dragons and tigers," the Huangzhe gathered at Tianxuan Gate, murmuring with a mix of awe and wariness. Anyone who could fight Di Huang was unimaginably fearsome.

Discussions erupted everywhere, waves of shock, surprise, and doubt blending together. In this era of recuperation, things were far from peaceful. Though no widespread war raged, this battle surpassed any conflict, akin to emperors clashing, with effects spreading far and wide.

Doubts aside, no one worried about Di Huang. He was a god, a war god. In the past, without crossing heavenly tribulation, he had fought five emperors alone. With no heavenly emperor present, who could suppress him?

Boom! Rumble!

The rumbles from the black hole grew even stronger, the Shengti battle turning bloody and savage.

Di Huang's expression remained as calm as still water from beginning to end, his invincible will etched into his soul. In battles of the same level, he feared no one.

In contrast, Hei Yi Ye Chen's face showed a hint of ferocity and savagery. He had underestimated Di Huang, thinking he could take him down easily, only to find his foundations so profound.

From the east, Di Huang attacked again, surging with overwhelming vital energy, his fist obliterating the cosmos.

Hei Yi Ye Chen snorted coldly, advancing instead of retreating. Endless imperial immortal techniques manifested in his palm, cultivated from some profound dao, its principles and essence incredibly mysterious.

Boom!

Fist and palm clashed head-on, the annihilating halo reappearing.

Golden blood sprayed like specks of starlight adorning the darkness.

This time, Hei Yi Ye Chen was wounded, his palm bones exploding.

Bathed in apocalyptic light, Di Huang struck again in an instant, his punch sending Hei Yi Ye Chen staggering back. Before he could steady himself, Di Huang's second punch followed, even more powerful, infused with destructive force, blasting half of Hei Yi Ye Chen's ancient Shengti body to pieces.

"He's gaining the upper hand," Zi Xuan's eyes showed a hint of joy.

Ye Chen said nothing, his radiant golden eyes growing deeper, focusing more on the Hei Yi Shengti. Why did he look exactly like him? Was there some connection between them?

This speculation grew stronger; otherwise, why among so many people would it transform into his exact likeness? How peculiar.

"When I face my Dacheng heavenly tribulation, I won't run into this guy, will I?" Ye Chen stroked his chin.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

As he pondered, Di Huang completely seized the advantage, punch after punch leaving Hei Yi Ye Chen unsteady, each strike drawing blood and growing more dominant than the last.

Ye Chen set aside his thoughts, focusing on the fight to learn its mindset. For him, it was the ultimate opportunity; the Shengti's fists were more effective than any technique, breaking through all laws with a single punch.

At his side, Zi Xuan clenched her jade hands in a praying pose, her watery eyes misty and entranced, as if watching on behalf of the female emperor, observing her Di Huang.

Ah!

A roar erupted as Hei Yi Ye Chen was driven to madness, desperate to counterattack but repeatedly met with Di Huang's golden fists. His so-called secret techniques were useless against him.

Even he himself did not know how, from being evenly matched, he had ended up suppressed. Both were Shengti, both Dacheng, and his bloodline and origin were superior to Di Huang's. With such an advantage, how was he being overpowered? His supreme dignity had become a joke.

When cornered, people often act desperately.

Like Hei Yi Ye Chen, who sacrificed some unknown power to gain greater strength. His long hair turned blood-red, his golden vital energy now mixed with a mysterious force and thick demonic aura, his golden eyes transforming into chaotic ones.

"Chaotic eyes?" Ye Chen and Zi Xuan exchanged glances, both furrowing their brows.

Under their gaze, Di Huang fell to a disadvantage. With the forbidden technique activated, Hei Yi Ye Chen mounted a fierce counterattack, several times forcing him to spill blood. The key was that strange extra power of Hei Yi Ye Chen's, which Di Huang had never seen or heard of—mysterious and terrifying.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Their battle grew even bloodier, strands of golden blood falling and morphing into small golden dragons, each launching attacks in an endless assault.

"Act quickly, don't waste time."

In the void, a faint voice echoed mysteriously.

And this voice was heard only by Di Huang.

The speaker was Ming Di, also an observer, standing with hands behind his back on a small hill. He knew Hei Yi Ye Chen's origins but understood Di Huang's power even better.

Indeed, upon hearing this, Di Huang's momentum surged instantly, elevating to another level without activating any forbidden technique, completely overshadowing Hei Yi Ye Chen.

Seeing this, Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. Clearly, Di Huang had not been fighting at full strength.

Not just him—even the female emperor's remnant soul had not noticed. Her expression was stunned; after fighting so long, he had not used his peak power. Considering Di Huang was already injured, how terrifying would he be at full strength without wounds? Hei Yi Ye Chen's cultivation still fell short.

The most unacceptable was Hei Yi Ye Chen himself, completely baffled.

He was baffled, but Di Huang was not. Di Huang's increased ferocity was real, advancing with relentless attacks, relying solely on his golden fists. He had hidden his strength to study Hei Yi Ye Chen.

Unfortunately, after fighting so long, he still could not discern the truth.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Golden blood flowers bloomed frequently as Hei Yi Ye Chen fell behind again. No matter how strong the forbidden technique, it could not withstand Di Huang's assaults, repeatedly blasting him apart with no chance to counter.

"In the future, I will slay you."

Hei Yi Ye Chen roared in fury, completely cowed. He reformed his Shengti and employed a profound escape technique, no longer willing to fight Di Huang—it was futile, and he would lose his life.

He wanted to flee, but Di Huang would not allow it. With a technique that inverted the cosmos, he dragged the escaping Hei Yi Ye Chen back. Before he could steady himself, Di Huang's sky-covering palm descended.

Puff!

This golden blood flower was truly radiant; Hei Yi Ye Chen exploded once more, leaving only a illusory primordial spirit, which tried to reform his golden body but was sealed by the imperial Fuxi array.

"Break for me," Hei Yi Ye Chen roared, attempting to shatter the imperial Fuxi array by force.

"Twelve Heavens Character Great Ming Array." Di Huang's words were resolute as he layered another array over the imperial Fuxi one, created by the Donghua Female Emperor, no weaker than the imperial Fuxi.

The two arrays merged perfectly, their sealing power surpassing that of imperial levels.

Now, Hei Yi Ye Chen quieted down—or more accurately, he was suppressed.