Chapter 2465: The Demon God Rises Again

In the somber You An Ming Tu, everything lay in ruins. All the warriors from the forbidden zone, from the peak god generals to the youths of the heavenly realm, were without exception staring at the Ming Tu Xian Shan. It was still as enchanting as ever, but it had lost its former radiance. Even the crystal-clear jade hand, shrouded in dark light, was slowly fading.

The youths stood with their mouths agape, their expressions bewildered.

If they hadn't witnessed it today, they would never have known that such a terrifying being was hidden within that Xian Shan. It had swatted away even a world-shaking demonic god with a single blow.

Not just them, over ninety-nine percent of the warriors were equally perplexed. They only knew that guarding the Xian Shan was their lifelong duty, unaware of the divine entity within.

Only a few peak god generals knew the secret. They knelt on one knee, their faces filled with reverence, as if worshipping a sovereign. Though filled with awe, they couldn't hide their worry.

The forces of the heavenly court followed suit, all kneeling collectively, not daring to show any disrespect.

The Xian Shan offered no response. It no longer emitted any immortal light, its entire form now dull and lifeless.

"Ah!"

Ming Di sighed, shaking his head helplessly. "Ten thousand years of accumulation, vanished in an instant."

Dao Zu sighed as well.

As the supreme beings of heaven and Ming Tu, they understood the secret and knew what that blow signified. It had repelled a world-shaking demonic god but had nearly exhausted all of You An Ming Tu's foundations.

The somber You An Ming Tu fell into a deathly silence.

Beyond Ming Tu, the onlookers continued to watch, craning their necks towards the distant haze, completely engrossed. Even latecomers joined in, tilting their heads upwards for a long while, having no idea what these old folks were staring at.

"Did someone just fly out?" an old man in hemp clothes muttered softly, unsure, seeking confirmation from those around him.

"It seems so." Many of the old folks stroked their beards in unison, as if they had glimpsed a figure shooting out from Ming Tu like a streak of light, too fast to follow.

As soon as he spoke, everyone exchanged glances, then collectively turned back to look at Ming Tu. The rumbling had stopped, and the battle fluctuations had dissipated. Had Ye Chen been annihilated?

Ming Tu grew quiet, the southern domain grew quiet, and the entire Xuan Huang fell silent.

In contrast, the starry sky was bustling with activity, filled with continuous rumbling sounds.

Gazing into the distance, one could see a shadowy figure hurtling through space like a demonic light, shattering countless stars and collapsing vast star domains in its path.

That figure was Ye Chen. He had entered Xuan Huang swiftly, and now his exit was even faster—it was no exaggeration to say it surpassed even the emperor's domain gate.

In the starry sky, groups of figures gathered. Upon closer inspection, they were the quasi-emperors rushing towards Xuan Huang, including god generals and royals. By sheer coincidence, they had just emerged from the emperor's domain gate and witnessed this scene. Their eyes darted back and forth as they watched Ye Chen crash towards the depths of the starry sky, the rumbling still audible from afar.

"Am I seeing things? That guy is Ye Chen." Sheng Yuan Huang said in shock.

"Old Niu did a quick calculation, it's definitely him." Kui Niu Huang remarked with a meaningful expression.

"Which great power could have done this?" Di Lao grimaced and clicked his tongue.

"The foundations of your forbidden zone are truly formidable." The quasi-emperors looked at the Five Great Heavenly Kings with added depth in their gazes, needing no further inquiry to know it was the forbidden zone's doing.

The Five Great Heavenly Kings said nothing and abruptly set off, chasing in that direction.

One could see that each heavenly king's face was deathly pale, filled with worry and solemnity. Ye Chen's retreat signaled one thing, and the cost must have been devastating.

Seeing the heavenly kings' grim expressions, the quasi-emperors furrowed their brows and followed suit. Along the way, the starry sky was a scene of devastation, battered by some great demonic god.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The rumbling persisted, echoing through the star domains.

Ye Chen's aura was overwhelmingly powerful, shattering countless ancient stars and collapsing endless space. The jade hand of the Ming Tu great being was not only beautifully formed but also packed with immense force. This strike seemed intent on sending Ye Chen to the farthest reaches before stopping.

"It will fly even farther than I did back then."

Ming Di took a deep breath, his tone heavy with emotion.

No one would imagine that this unreliable emperor had once caused trouble in the forbidden zone eons ago. He had proclaimed himself emperor and thought himself invincible, only to learn otherwise from a forbidden zone—where a crystal-clear jade hand sent him flying from Xuan Huang all the way to Tian Huang.

It was ancient history, but recalling it still made his whole body ache. He had truly experienced what it meant for an emperor's body to fall apart, and for many years after, he hadn't dared to wander into Xuan Huang.

Dao Zu stroked his beard and glanced sideways at Ming Di, clearly amused.

Back then, when Ming Di was swatted away, Dao Zu was the only witness, watching him fly from Xuan Huang to Tian Huang. Not even experiencing it himself, just thinking about it hurt.

If Dong Hua Nu Di was the only emperor among Xuan Huang's one hundred and thirty who had attained the dao before five thousand years, then Ming Di was the only one who had been hammered by the forbidden zone. His flying posture carried the regal air of an emperor's defeat.

Whenever such events came up, Dao Zu felt a sense of nostalgia.

It wasn't just Ming Di who stood out, Gui Di was another defiant one who had stirred trouble in the forbidden zone and fled faster than a rabbit afterward.

The most exceptional was Di Zun, who had thrown something into the forbidden zone, blowing half of Tian Xu to pieces and earning three days and nights of scolding.

These were all glorious chapters in the emperors' histories, and Dao Zu remembered them vividly. One day, when the three realms unite, he would drag those three out for a proper commendation—and a good lesson.

Bang!

A thunderous boom echoed in the starry sky as a massive ancient star was shattered by Ye Chen's impact.

Only then did he steady himself amidst the flying debris, swaying as he stood. No longer in the blood inheritance limit state, his divine body was wrecked, blood streaming from every wound.

"So that's it, so that's it."

Ye Chen showed no anger, only a ferocious laugh, baring his white teeth. He was a demonic god, a fiend, with no fear in his eyes—only savagery and excitement. It seemed he had uncovered the forbidden zone's secrets and knew how to break through it.

As he laughed, his scarlet eyes transformed into black voids. The flowing blood lost its golden hue, turning pitch-black as it receded into his body. His shattered form regenerated in an instant, and his long red hair was once again soaked in blood.

Indeed, he had activated the blood inheritance limit again.

This sight made even Ming Di and Dao Zu sigh in amazement. Struck out of the state earlier, and now reactivating it so casually—it was as if he were indestructible at will.

Boom!

The starry sky fractured inch by inch, unable to withstand his overwhelming demonic aura. A fallen world-shaking demonic god, shrouded in demonic light, rose once more, his power surpassing before. He conjured images of destruction, and the grand dao sounds resonating from his body were filled with supreme demonic force.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

In that instant, dozens of immortal lights shot towards him, all emperor's path attacks fused with destructive power, coming from every direction. The quasi-emperors had arrived, launching assaults without preamble—they had to strike Ye Chen stealthily.

"Ants."

Ye Chen's eyes were full of contempt. With a single emperor's path illusion, he neutralized the attacks, then swept out with a sword, unleashing a brilliant galaxy that sent dozens of quasi-emperors flying.

Then, he strode forward without lingering, heading back towards Xuan Huang. Each step crossed a star domain, and with every footfall, stars exploded and space collapsed.

"Not so fast."

Sheng Zun charged head-on, no longer in his youthful form, unleashing his full power. From across the vast starry sky, he struck with a world-shaking palm, instantly shattering the cosmos and extinguishing yin and yang.

Yet, powerful as he was, it wasn't enough. Ye Chen didn't even dodge, tanking the palm and countering with a sword that cleaved heaven and earth, nearly splitting Sheng Zun in two on the spot.

Zheng!

Wu Tian Jian Zun arrived, his dao sword infused with supreme sword dao and inscribed with destructive might, piercing from the edge of the starry sky. He and his sword were one, obliterating all in its path.

"This sword is barely passable."

Ye Chen sneered, though he merely raised his hand slightly, extending two demonic fingers etched with black seal scripts. They clamped precisely on the sword's tip. Despite Jian Zun's torrential power, the sword couldn't advance an inch, only humming in protest.

In the next moment, the dao sword shattered, and Wu Tian Jian Zun vomited blood as he was hurled away.

Zheng! Zheng!

Jian Shen and Jian Xian attacked simultaneously, each delivering an annihilating sword strike.

Unfortunately, it was far from sufficient—both coughed up blood.

The fourth peak sword cultivator was not absent, controlling billions of divine swords. Each was his dao, each an array point, forming the Zhu Xian Sword Formation with sealing power.

Ye Chen didn't move, his lips curving slightly as he let the swords wound him, unfazed. For he was indestructible, able to withstand the Zhu Xian Sword Formation outright—it couldn't harm him.

"Seal!"

Jiu Jian San Ren shouted lightly, altering the sword formation to trap Ye Chen.

"Overreaching."

Ye Chen ignored it completely, stepping out one by one, his body phasing in and out as he effortlessly exited the array. Not only that, he swung his sword in return, unleashing his own Zhu Xian Sword Formation—billions of immortal swords resonating, even more profound than the original.

Pfft!

The fourth peak sword cultivator also spat blood, nearly perishing in the array. Ye Chen's stolen Zhu Xian Sword Formation surpassed his own, grasping its mysteries in mere moments. This immortal sword's abilities and talents were unparalleled across ages.

Ye Chen gripped the bloodstained Zhu Xian Sword, treading through demonic aura, crossing another star domain with each step.

"Stop him."

The Five Great Heavenly Kings, Dong Hua Seven Sons, and Da Chu Nine Emperors blocked from three sides, each wielding ultimate emperor artifacts. They revived the emperor weapons' divine power and unleashed world-shaking attacks in unison.

Boom!

The starry sky collapsed from the assault, but it didn't touch Ye Chen at all.

More precisely, it missed him entirely.

Not only them, the Nine Great God Generals, Hong Huang Qi Lin, Yu Hua Xian Wang, Long Cang Jie, and other quasi-emperors who arrived later, their emperor's path immortal techniques all struck empty space.

This was the most frustrating part. If it were a direct confrontation, the quasi-emperors could suppress Ye Chen. The issue was they couldn't hit him. His evasion techniques, like Fei Lei Shen and emperor's path illusion, made landing a blow harder than ascending to heaven. Even occasional hits were insignificant, thanks to the blood inheritance limit's resilience.

In this battle, the quasi-emperors dwindled as it went on—some had their bodies destroyed, others were flung into spatial black holes.