Chapter 2421: One Generation, Two Supremes

Chapter 2421: One Generation, Two Supreme Beings

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The Dacheng Saint Body's tribulation arrived with deafening roars, each one like a funeral bell tolling for the female Saint Body, shaking the hearts of all the Quasi-Emperors. It was a trial of ten deaths for every one survival.

Suddenly, a phoenix cry echoed through the air.

The blood-soaked female Saint Body emerged from the flames anew, transforming into a Dao manifestation—the golden phoenix. Its wings unfurled, showering radiant golden light that bathed Tai Shang Tian in a brilliant glow.

Following that came the sound of dragon roars. The one hundred and thirty Saint Bodies shifted their forms because of her, all turning into golden divine dragons. Every scale reflected dazzling light.

One phoenix and one hundred and thirty divine dragons, all gleaming with golden radiance, vied for dominance in Tai Shang Tian. The sky was filled with fresh blood, staining the golden light like rain, most of it from the female Saint Body.

"Zhu Xian Jian?" Sheng Zun murmured softly at some point.

The Quasi-Emperors also sensed it, but they all acted as if nothing was amiss, making no moves.

"Only noticing it now?" Ren Wang tucked his hands into his sleeves.

The Quasi-Emperors said nothing, glancing at Ren Wang and Ye Chen. From their expressions, it seemed they had known all along. Ren Wang's Zhou Tian calculations and keen insight made it no surprise that he could detect it.

As for Ye Da Shao, his deep grudge with Zhu Xian Jian created an inexplicable connection, allowing him to sense it effortlessly without even looking. The Quasi-Emperors weren't surprised by this.

If even they could perceive it, Di Huang had no reason not to.

The Dacheng Saint Body hadn't made a move yet, likely waiting for the right moment. It was because Zhu Xian Jian's evasion techniques were too unpredictable—if not a one-hit kill, it would escape before a second strike could land.

"Quite the capability." Di Lao sighed in admiration. Even after being destroyed by the Dacheng Saint Body, it could still revive. In his memory, no other artifact was as bizarre as Zhu Xian Jian.

He didn't know the details, but Ye Chen was well aware. He had once heard Ming Di say that at its peak, Zhu Xian Jian could instantly kill a Great Emperor. Though it had fallen in rank, it still retained some of its divine powers.

From this, one could see just how extraordinary Zhu Xian Jian's owner must have been.

Suddenly, the silently standing Di Huang moved without warning, punching into the void. He locked onto Zhu Xian Jian through endless haze, delivering a lethal strike.

"You think so?"

A dry, desolate voice echoed from the void, coming from Zhu Xian Jian.

Boom!

The void collapsed under Di Huang's punch. Fresh blood spilled out, but Zhu Xian Jian was nowhere to be seen. That blood belonged to the white-robed woman—in that instant, Zhu Xian Jian had abandoned her body, shattering the void to escape. Sadly, the white-robed woman was obliterated by the Dacheng Saint Body's attack, vaporized into nothing. Regrettably, the damned Zhu Xian Jian had slipped away again.

Ah!

The Quasi-Emperors sighed. In the future, they wouldn't sleep soundly. It wasn't that Di Huang wasn't strong enough; it was just that Zhu Xian Jian was too unpredictable, its power fluctuating wildly while its evasion techniques were heaven-defying.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The battle in Tai Shang Tian reached an extreme level of ferocity. The phoenix-transformed female Saint Body reverted to human form, and the one hundred and thirty Saint Bodies did the same. No matter the form, the attacks never ceased.

On this day, the female Saint Body fought with immense difficulty. Her Saint Body shattered countless times, and she nearly perished in Tai Shang Tian more times than could be counted. It was a true bloodbath, a harrowing sight.

Fortunately, she endured it all, holding on until the tribulation's time limit passed.

As the roaring sounds faded, the one hundred and thirty Quasi-Emperors stopped their assaults, standing like rows of suns across Tai Shang Tian. The enveloping golden light gradually dimmed.

One could see that each Saint Body was smiling, their forms slowly dissipating. Before vanishing, they all gave the female Saint Body a smile, and Di Huang's law manifestation was no exception.

"I bid farewell to the ancestors of past generations."

Ye Chen stepped forward, bowing respectfully with hands clasped, honoring the one hundred and thirty Saint Bodies. As a junior, this was only fitting. In all his years of cultivation, this was the first time he had seen the Saint Body lineage gathered in full, each one having forged an immortal legend.

Under the watchful eyes of the Quasi-Emperors, the one hundred and thirty Saint Bodies finally faded away.

In the vast expanse of Tai Shang Tian, only the female Saint Body remained. She was covered in blood, her golden glow dimmed to near extinction. She staggered unsteadily, barely able to stand.

Her injuries were severe, having been besieged by the one hundred and thirty Saint Bodies, bleeding profusely time and again, her Saint Body exploding repeatedly. Even with the tribulation over, her wounds remained terrifyingly gruesome.

In the end, she plummeted from Tai Shang Tian.

Ye Chen ascended in a single step, catching her. Having advanced to Dacheng, this woman's Saint Body was extraordinarily heavy—not something he could handle carelessly, nearly getting crushed under her weight.

"Your origin source, I should return it to you." The female Saint Body smiled wearily.

As she spoke, a expanse of golden immortal sea flew out from her body.

"How could I accept this?" Ye Chen chuckled, though his hands were already moving, swiftly taking the golden immortal sea. After decades, the half of his Saint Body origin that he had given up was finally back within him, merging seamlessly once more.

In that instant, his Saint Body trembled violently, radiating brilliant golden light.

The surrounding void hummed and buzzed due to his surging vital energy. With his origin complete, he had grown even stronger. His cultivation, already at Quasi-Emperor second level, leaped directly to the third level. The Quasi-Emperors watched, their mouths twitching—this breakthrough was far too casual.

"Well, now we can't beat him." Tian Lao coughed dryly.

"As if you could beat him before." Di Lao shot him a glance, his old eyes seeming to say: Don't you know your own limits?

Tian Lao wasn't having it, shooting back a look: And you're any better?

The Quasi-Emperors sighed. In the future, if they wanted to thrash Ye Chen, it would be impossible. Though his third-level Quasi-Emperor combat power still fell short of theirs, who could even catch him?

"What a familiar feeling." Ye Chen took a deep breath, his eyes full of contentment.

The female Saint Body smiled and leaned against him.

Having advanced to Dacheng, she no longer had any flaws in her body. The tribulation had mended her weaknesses, and she no longer needed Ye Chen's origin. For her, this ordeal had been a stroke of great fortune.

"Let's go home." Ye Chen laughed, carrying the female Saint Body toward Da Chu.

"How about you rest a bit? I'll carry her." Ren Wang hurried after them, grinning. With the female Saint Body unconscious, this was a rare opportunity—his mischievous nature showing through.

"If you want to carry her, go ahead." Ye Chen shrugged casually.

"Then I'll graciously accept." Ren Wang chuckled, rubbing his hands as he stepped forward.

"Scram."

The unconscious female Saint Body uttered a single word faintly.

"Alright then." Ren Wang turned and bolted—more accurately, ran away. It was straightforward and swift. Clearly, this woman was faking sleep; if he dared approach again, she'd slap him senseless. Some people's tofu just wasn't worth the trouble, like hers.

"Since you're awake, walk on your own!" Ye Chen muttered, rolling his eyes. The only issue was how incredibly heavy this woman's body was—like carrying a mountain instead of a person.

The female Saint Body said nothing, tightening her arms around Ye Chen's neck. She clung even closer, afraid he might drop her. Her pale face pressed against his back, feeling especially warm.

In that moment, she seemed less like a Dacheng Saint Body and more like a gentle wife.

"This old man calculates that a fine head of cabbage has been *gong*ed by a pig again."

"Or perhaps, a fresh flower has been stuck on a certain someone."

"Your metaphors for the two of them are spot-on."

Ye Chen walked ahead, while the group of old folks trailed behind with hands tucked away, chatting animatedly. Their words painted a vivid picture.

No wonder he was the tenth emperor of Da Chu—always up to his tricks. He'd just whisked away a freshly forged Dacheng Saint Body like that. Anyone wanting to beat him in the future would have to think twice.

Though they bantered, there was joy in their hearts.

The heavens now had two Dacheng Saint Bodies—genuine two supreme beings. Just imagining it boosted their confidence. If the heavenly demons invaded again, it would be quite the spectacle; even a heavenly emperor would feel awkward.

Moreover, Ye Chen and the female Saint Body would likely become a couple. Two荒古 Saint Bodies uniting was unprecedented. If they had a child, it would be an absolute treasure.

By then, even a heavenly punishment body might not compare.

The group gradually faded into the distance, silhouetted against the starlight.

Di Huang didn't return, remaining in the hazy void, gazing far off.

The Dacheng Saint Body watched Ye Chen and the female Saint Body the most. Those two荒古 Saint Bodies were truly a match made in heaven. If they united, it would be an eternal grand event.

Only then did he retract his gaze and turn silently, seeking Zhu Xian Jian. He would soon depart and had to eliminate this threat. With it around, the heavens could never know peace—who could stand against it?