Chapter 2419: Great Completion Tribulation

Under the moonlight, Yunu Peak was peaceful and serene.

Ye Chen sat quietly under an old tree, carving wood sculptures. Chu Xuan, Chu Ling, and the others were all there—some resting their chins in their hands while gazing at the stars, some embroidering, and some applying makeup in front of mirrors, each doing their own thing.

As for Ye Ling, she had already slipped away quietly.

She and Tang San Shao made quite the mischievous pair, off causing trouble in the starry skies again. In contrast, Ye Fan and Yang Lan were more restrained; after several battles and occasional insights, they had entered seclusion the night before and would emerge even stronger.

"What a wonderful scene."

Suddenly, Lin Shi Hua murmured softly.

Ye Chen understood her words, and so did Chu Xuan and the others. Compared to mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, this quiet and ordinary moment was more touching than they had imagined.

Boom!

No sooner had Lin Shi Hua spoken than a booming sound echoed. There was no rain, no thunderbolts, and no visible source— the rumble came out of nowhere. Everyone who heard it felt their minds tremble, including Ye Chen and his companions.

"How unsettling."

Liu Ru Yan whispered.

Ye Chen had set down his carving knife, his eyes narrowed as he gazed into the vast sky. Even with his vast experience, he couldn't discern the cause. Liu Ru Yan felt uneasy, and so did he, sensing that some calamity was approaching.

In that instant, everyone who was awake looked up at the stars, their brows furrowed.

Emperor Huang was also watching, and even he couldn't fathom it.

"What kind of change is this?" His words were heard only by Ming Di.

"I don't know." Ming Di furrowed his brows and glanced toward the Heavenly Realm. The Dao Ancestor's expression was much like his own. These two peak great emperors and one great achievement sacred body were all clueless about the reason.

"Don't bother looking."

A faint voice spoke— it was Hong Yan, emerging from the immortal pool.

Emperor Huang said nothing, merely watching her quietly.

"The change originates from the ancient Hong Huang." Hong Yan said lightly, as if aware of deeper secrets. A haze clouded her eyes. "You and I must head to the ancient Hong Huang as soon as possible."

"Wait until you achieve great success."

"Understood." With that, Hong Yan stepped into the sky, treading the great Dao of the universe and passing through the gates of the heavens. She had already chosen her place for the tribulation. This time, emerging from seclusion meant facing this ordeal head-on.

Emperor Huang followed, sending a message to the various emperors, divine generals, and quasi-emperors, allowing them to observe the battle.

Ye Chen also had the qualification. He rose and left Heng Yue Sect.

In the distant depths of the starry sky, Emperor Huang used his great divine powers to open up the Dao Tai Shang Heaven. For a supreme battle like this, undergoing the tribulation in the Dao Tai Shang Heaven was most fitting.

"The Dao heart remains unbroken, and the human body endures." Ye Chen spoke solemnly, his face grave.

Hong Yan glanced at him sideways, as if to say, Do I need you to tell me that?

Ye Chen didn't mind. Speaking it out loud felt reassuring. He still harbored thoughts about his own sacred body origin—if Hong Yan fell in the tribulation, it would be truly lost. People always have their hopes, after all.

Hong Yan withdrew her gaze and stepped into the void, soaring upward into the Tai Shang Heaven.

As for Ye Chen and the others, they had no qualification to enter and could only look up from below.

"Every generation of great achievement sacred bodies must have been incredibly dominant." Tian Lao stroked his beard, his eyes shining brightly. He had waited months for this day and had never seen a great achievement tribulation before.

"If they're not dominant, can they even be called sacred bodies?" Di Lao adjusted his sleeves.

"I've calculated it— no issues here." Fu Ya said deeply.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, watching intently. He knew why Emperor Huang had brought him— to witness the great achievement tribulation, for he would face such an ordeal in the future.

Amid the crowd's gaze, the female sacred body stood gracefully, her expression indifferent and disdainful of all.

In an instant, she released the seal on her heavenly tribulation.

The Dao Tai Shang Heaven boomed, with wisps of chaotic mist weaving together to form dark clouds. Lightning flashed and thunder roared. Before the tribulation descended, destructive visions appeared, each radiating apocalyptic light. A pressure that made everyone's souls tremble erupted suddenly.

Hong Yan didn't move, her eyes full of contempt, as if she looked down on the thunder tribulation entirely.

Accompanied by the rumbling, the heavenly tribulation fell— billions of thunderbolts intertwined, enveloping the Dao Tai Shang Heaven. Every strand of lightning carried annihilating power, making even peak quasi-emperors shudder. A single strike could reduce one to ashes.

Naturally, this didn't apply to the strongest peak quasi-emperors.

The sea of thunder surged wildly, rampaging ferociously.

Hong Yan showed no fear, transforming into a phoenix and soaring through the thunder sea in attack. Billions of thunderbolts couldn't harm her sacred body. At her level, mere thunder couldn't touch her.

What could harm her was only the emperor Dao law body.

Clearly, in the great achievement sacred body tribulation, there was no emperor Dao law body, but there were law bodies of past great achievement sacred bodies— all on par with the female sacred body. A sacred body that rivals emperors meant their law bodies were no weaker than those of the emperor Dao.

Hong Yan's resistance seemed to anger the heavens, making the thunder even more violent.

Various types of tribulations appeared— visions, divine beasts, all things, magical weapons— none were absent. They struck the Dao Tai Shang Heaven, leaving it shattered and on the verge of collapse.

Such a thunder tribulation couldn't harm Hong Yan at all; instead, it tempered her sacred body. This was a small opportunity— the great achievement tribulation was more effective for body refinement than immortal techniques.

"I've got her exclusive collection. Want to trade?" Ren Wang nudged Ye Chen, winking suggestively. His grin epitomized sleaziness.

Ye Chen didn't reply, just tossed over a storage bag casually.

Ren Wang was quick on the uptake and swapped one for the other.

But when he opened it, his face turned pitch black in an instant. What Ye Chen gave him was indeed an exclusive collection, but it featured beasts, not humans, engaging in... exchanges.

Ye Chen just laughed. Someone as unscrupulous as you deserves to be tricked once— and probably twice more. From now on, don't think about getting another exclusive collection from me.

Boom! Boom!

As they bantered, the thunder tribulation dissipated.

At that moment, all the quasi-emperors inhaled sharply, each pulling out memory crystals to record the scene. The female sacred body's true tribulation was about to descend.

Ye Chen did the same, activating his reincarnation eye, ready to capture it all.

Under the gaze of the quasi-emperors, a majestic figure slowly manifested in the eastern sky. His physique was as unyielding as a mountain, radiating golden light. This sacred body alone could suppress the ages— he stood like a war god, dominating the eight directions, with overwhelming blood energy rolling like waves.

"Ba Yuan."

Sheng Zun spoke, recognizing him, though he had never seen Ba Yuan in person, only his statue.

He was right— it was indeed Ba Yuan, the first sacred body in history.

But Ye Chen and Emperor Huang both knew that Ba Yuan was only nominally the first sacred body. The true first from ancient times was likely something else— perhaps the second type of sacred body.

It might even be the owner of the Zhu Xian Sword.

Speaking of which, this leads to the lineage of the ancient sacred body. The world believes that the sacred body bloodline originated from the Hong Huang era, evolved from an ancient bloodline.

In reality, it's not. The sacred body bloodline wasn't evolved— it was innate. As for its true origin, it hides many secrets. At least, it doesn't belong to the Hong Huang.

"The first sacred body in history is truly dominant." Zhan Wang sighed.

How could he not be? The legend of fighting emperors stems from Ba Yuan. From that era onward, people realized that emperors aren't invincible— great achievement sacred bodies can match them.

Ye Chen watched quietly, his eyes full of reverence. His sacred body trembled because his sacred bones came from Ba Yuan. Even as a law body, it stirred his bones— a connection that could never be severed.

As he spoke, the second great achievement sacred body manifested. His divine physique was magnificent, with dazzling golden eyes radiating light, his aura fierce like a war god, overpowering the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Ming Gu."

Mo Yuan murmured, recognizing the figure.

Ye Chen was also looking, the name Ming Gu unfamiliar to him— he had never seen him before.

"He was killed by the Ji Mie Shen Ti." Zi Mian Zhi Zi explained, sensing Ye Chen's confusion.

With that said, Ye Chen instantly understood.

Long Ye had once mentioned that a great achievement sacred body had fallen to the Ji Mie Shen Ti. No need to guess— it was Ming Gu. It wasn't that Ming Gu wasn't strong enough; he was an aging sacred body on the verge of his lifespan, about to fade away. Otherwise, even ten peak quasi-emperors like the Ji Mie Shen Ti couldn't have harmed a great achievement sacred body in the slightest.

Ah!

The quasi-emperors sighed, grieving for Ming Gu. In his old age, he met such a tragic end.

As part of this lineage, Ye Chen felt sorrow in his heart.

A great achievement sacred body in his twilight years must have felt helpless. No longer possessing the power to dominate heaven and earth, he was ambushed by lesser foes and died with regrets.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Amid the sighs, the Tai Shang Heaven rumbled continuously.

After Ming Gu, beams of golden light suddenly appeared, transforming into figures— sixty in total. Each was towering and fierce, shrouded in golden glory, like radiant suns illuminating the world. All were great achievement sacred bodies.

Ye Chen activated his reincarnation eye, watching without blinking. Every figure that appeared, he etched into his eyes. These were his sacred body predecessors, each one to be remembered.

The myths they created still echo in the world.

Boom!

The sky trembled again as the sixty-third great achievement sacred body manifested.

This one hadn't even revealed his face, but Ye Chen recognized him instantly— just from his majestic form, he knew it was Chen Zhan.

The epoch-making great achievement sacred body was as dazzling as ever. With his arrival, the sacred body origin in Ye Chen's body became restless, eager to burst forth, as if sensing Chen Zhan's law body.

Hong Yan felt the same.

Ye Chen's origin, which was in her body, also belonged to Chen Zhan. Like Ba Yuan, Chen Zhan was slain by the Zhu Xian Sword, ambushed while gravely injured.

Ye Chen's eyes still held reverence— he should thank Chen Zhan for his gift.

In a way, from the moment he obtained Chen Zhan's origin in the divine ruins, that was the turning point of his rise. Bearing the sacred body origin, it helped him fight against the odds all the way.

After Chen Zhan, more law bodies appeared— fifty-three sacred bodies manifesting together.

Boom! Boom!

Even before the battle began, the Dao Tai Shang Heaven was rumbling, struggling to hold under the pressure and the weight of the sacred bodies. Many places had already cracked— each one is a supreme existence.

With the booming, another golden light flashed, even more dazzling, overshadowing the other sacred bodies. His majestic sacred body seemed forged from gold, every breath exuding destructive power. Even a single wisp falling could crush the eternal blue sky.

"This..." The quasi-emperors murmured, their expressions shocked.

"My guess was right." Ye Chen rubbed his brow. He didn't need to see the face— just the silhouette told him who it was.

He rubbed his brow, but Hong Yan frowned, her clear eyes filled with wariness.