Chapter 2526: Knocking on Doors One by One

Before Hua Shan Shen Zi could react, Ye Chen stepped forward and struck him with a palm, sending him flying. The man tumbled end over end, his body crashing into a mountain peak and causing it to crumble.

More than a dozen Zhun Di narrowed their eyes in unison. This guy should still be in the middle of his tribulation.

It wasn't just them—Hua Shan Shen Nü was stunned too.

"It seems our Shen Zi is quite fond of you!"

Ye Chen chuckled, still managing to tease in such a situation. He placed one hand on Hua Shan Shen Nü's shoulder, dispelling her restraints and channeling his true essence into her to erase the killing intent.

"Impossible, this is impossible."

From the opposite side came Hua Shan Shen Zi's furious roar. Amid the flying debris, he burst out with disheveled hair, his eyes bloodshot and glowing red, like a maddened demon.

Earlier, he had seen Ye Chen fall into the Tian Ren Wu Shui Jie tribulation with his own eyes. Yet, in less than half a day, Ye Chen had already overcome it. How could he believe it?

After all, the Tian Ren Wu Shui Jie was no ordinary trial—it usually took at least ten days to half a month. This speed was terrifyingly fast.

Ye Chen ignored him and continued to erase the killing intent from Hua Shan Shen Nü. The killing aura from that peak Zhun Di was incredibly domineering, having already damaged her foundation and caused severe backlash to her origin.

Hua Shan Shen Nü's lips parted slightly, staring at Ye Chen as if he were a monster.

Hua Shan Shen Zi didn't believe it, and neither did she.

Overcoming the Tian Ren Wu Shui Jie in half a day? Even with cheats, it couldn't be this quick!

Ye Chen stayed professional, just smiling without a word.

All he could say was that his Tian Ren Wu Shui Jie was different from others'. It was tied to his destined tribulation, and besides that, there was the tribulation of his destined fate. The reason the Tian Ren Wu Shui Jie had been delayed was due to the destined tribulation, which came with memories. The fact that he passed it so quickly was thanks to the destined tribulation—the interweaving of the two tribulations' powers brought surprises, like speeding up the process.

So, for him, one Tian Ren Wu Shui Jie was over in half a day. Along the way, he even had a sip of wine, changed his clothes, and took a moment to fix his hair. Hmm, truly dashing.

"Kill him! Kill him for me!"

Hua Shan Shen Zi roared, his long-suppressed anger finally exploding.

But his orders seemed ineffective.

What a joke—these dozen or so Zhun Di were all seasoned elders and powerful figures from various sects, not from Hua Shan. They only listened to their own masters. Who did he think he was?

"Hand over the Dao Jing and the Emperor's Essence, and I'll let you die quickly."

A black-robed Zhun Di spoke coldly, already locking onto Ye Chen.

Ye Chen didn't respond. With a wave of his hand, he stored Hua Shan Shen Nü into a magical artifact.

And this magical artifact was quite something. At first glance, it looked like a chamber pot, and upon closer inspection, it really was one—crafted from special immortal materials, so it could double as a tool.

He was truly a talent. Back in the day, he had even put Di Huang's blood in a chamber pot. He really had a soft spot for them.

Hua Shan Shen Nü's face turned completely dark.

It was deliberate—you were doing this on purpose. It was a good thing Kun Lun Shen Zi wasn't here, or he would have cursed Ye Chen's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Ye Chen paid no attention to Hua Shan Shen Nü's darkened expression or the black-robed Zhun Di's words. He casually pulled out the Ding Hai Shen Zhen. The iron staff glowed with golden light and hummed, as if to say that if they wanted the Dao Jing, they should ask this staff first.

"Overestimating yourself."

The black-robed Zhun Di snorted coldly and descended from the sky, slamming down a palm.

Ye Chen sneered and vanished in an instant, dodging the palm strike. Like a ghost, he appeared right in front of the black-robed Zhun Di, raising his iron staff into position.

The black-robed Zhun Di's expression changed drastically—he had no idea how Ye Chen had gotten there so fast.

Thud!

The staff came down, and the still-confused black-robed Zhun Di was smashed into a mist of blood. His physical body exploded on the spot, his primordial spirit shattered, truly reduced to nothing in one strike.

"This..."

All the Zhun Di in the air were shocked. That was an eightfold Zhun Di, and he was gone just like that?

"Join forces and suppress him!"

A peak Zhun Di bellowed, summoning his life-bound weapon.

But as soon as he did, he too turned into a mist of blood.

No one knew how he died. They only saw Ye Chen manifest his true form at the spot where the Zhun Di had been, holding his blood-drenched staff and grinning at everyone. His teeth were strikingly white.

"Impossible." Hua Shan Shen Zi's eyes bulged as he stumbled back.

Inside the chamber pot artifact, Hua Shan Shen Nü couldn't help but cover her mouth, her expression dazed.

She knew Ye Chen was strong, but not this strong. That was a peak Zhun Di, virtually unbeatable among peers in the Scatter Immortal Realm, yet he was obliterated with a single strike, without even a scream.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

As she watched, blood flowers bloomed one after another in the void, each more vibrant than the last, against the dim starlight, creating a strangely beautiful scene.

And the one painting this scene was Ye Chen.

The Tenth Emperor of Da Chu was truly ferocious, wielding the Ding Hai Shen Zhen like a phantom. Wherever he went, a blood flower bloomed. Whether it was an eightfold, ninefold, or peak Zhun Di, they were all insignificant—none could withstand even one strike from him.

The void was drenched in blood.

It was a horrifying sight. A lineup of over a dozen Zhun Di, so formidable, yet before a minor Saint King, they didn't even get a chance to scream. In the blink of an eye, they had all entered the gates of hell.

At that moment, they were probably complaining on the road to the underworld, wondering how they had died.

Thud!

A bloody wind howled as another peak Zhun Di was smashed into mist by Ye Chen.

This one was exceptional—though his body was destroyed, his primordial spirit survived, and he fled desperately while shouting, "My master is the Eighth Prince of Heaven Court!"

He wasn't stupid; in a crisis, he knew to invoke his backer.

Unfortunately, his words were useless. Mentioning Yin Ming only made Ye Chen more ruthless. Nine strands of divine calamity shot out strangely through the void.

Then, that peak Zhun Di was instantly obliterated.

Only then did Ye Chen turn his head toward the last Zhun Di.

That one was staggering backward, his face deathly pale, his entire body ice-cold, as if half of him had already fallen into the Nine Serenities. His face was etched with pure terror.

He was also a peak Zhun Di, but now he seemed as insignificant as an ant. His hand gripping the sword trembled uncontrollably as he retreated step by step, not stopping until the end of time. In his eyes, Ye Chen was no longer the Ye Chen of Hua Shan—he was a god of slaughter.

Ye Chen smiled, staff in hand, and advanced through the air.

"I—I am a great general under the Jade Emperor."

The peak Zhun Di shouted, though whether from fear or bravado was unclear—his voice boomed impressively, but his trembling tone betrayed him.

This guy was even more impressive than the previous one. While the other had invoked the Eighth Prince, he went straight to the Jade Emperor, as if that made his backing grander.

But to Ye Chen, it was pointless. Even if the Jade Emperor or the Dao Ancestor showed up, he'd still fight them. Using backers to intimidate him wouldn't work—emperors of Da Chu weren't raised on fear.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Seeing Ye Chen's approach unchanged, the peak Zhun Di roared and summoned his life-bound artifact, carrying supreme divine power as it hurtled toward Ye Chen. But for all his bold words, after summoning it, he turned and fled. His cultivation wasn't low, and his escape speed was impressive.

Ye Chen sneered, and from his brow, a divine light shot out—it was a primordial spirit killing sword.

Thud!

The fleeing peak Zhun Di was pierced on the spot, his primordial spirit extinguished, leaving only his lifeless body to fall, his face still frozen in disbelief. He had truly been instantly killed.

"Can't deny it, I was a bit fired up today."

Ye Chen stretched his neck comfortably. From his destined tribulation to arriving in the Heavenly Realm, this was his first time unleashing his peak combat power. Dealing with these minor foes didn't even require his trump cards—just swinging the staff and knocking them down one by one would do. Even if the Dao Ancestor came, it wouldn't help, let alone them.

Hua Shan Shen Zi, meanwhile, had turned to stone, trembling uncontrollably.

He wanted to run, but his feet wouldn't move. His mind was in turmoil, filled with shock and fear.

Over a dozen Zhun Di, wiped out just like that. How strong was this stone spirit? To kill him, Ye Chen wouldn't even need the staff—one finger would be enough.

Ye Chen descended from the sky, waving his hand to gather the scattered treasures. As he passed Hua Shan Shen Zi, he casually poked him with the staff.

Yes, just a poke.

Whoa, that hurt!

Hua Shan Shen Zi dropped to his knees on the spot, howling in pain.

Whoosh!

A breeze blew, and Hua Shan Shen Nü appeared, having escaped from the chamber pot artifact. She didn't even glance at Hua Shan Shen Zi—her shocked eyes were fixed only on Ye Chen.

In her view, this little stone spirit was more terrifying than any monster.

How could there be someone this powerful in the world?

"Actually, I have a quirk too."

Ye Chen said casually while collecting the treasures.

"What quirk?" Hua Shan Shen Nü asked blankly.

"The same as our Shen Zi." As Ye Chen spoke, he glanced back and threw Hua Shan Shen Nü a charming wink.

At those words, Hua Shan Shen Nü instinctively stepped back.

"Don't stick with that Kun Lun boy—come with me!"

Ye Chen, the young master, was in full flirt mode now, once he started, he couldn't stop. It wasn't an exaggeration.

Hua Shan Shen Nü trembled at his words, afraid he might pounce on her.

Ye Chen glanced at her and smirked inwardly. He might do shameless things, but he still had some boundaries.

However, his teasing had thoroughly scared Hua Shan Shen Nü.

Boom! Rumble!

As they spoke, rumbling sounds suddenly erupted from the eastern horizon.

It was clear there was a massive battle raging in the distance, and it was intense—most likely Hua Shan Zhen Ren and the others, being pursued mercilessly.

Ye Chen stopped joking. With a wave of his hand, he collected the scattered artifact fragments, vanished in an instant, and grabbed Hua Shan Shen Zi. As he passed Hua Shan Shen Nü, he glanced at her.

"What's the holdup? Let's go!"