Chapter 2728: Tian Zun vs. East God

Ye Chen glanced at Tian Zun, and Chu Xuan and Chu Ling did the same, their eyes filled with disbelief. Coming here early in the morning to pick a fight—was he off his meds, or had he taken too many?

Ji Ning Shuang remained silent, quietly gazing at Shura Tian Zun. In Zhao Yun's universe, she had heard the name Kuang Ying Jie, and Zhao Yun had spoken of him most often. When Ye Chen brought him up, even she was surprised, never expecting that two such heaven-defying prodigies from other universes had come to the Zhutian realm. The difference was, Zhao Yun had gone to the Ming Jie, while the one before her had gone to the Tian Jie.

"Don't waste too much time—just a friendly spar." Tian Zun chuckled, mainly out of sheer disbelief. Was the Dong Shen of Xuan Huang really as monstrous as the legends claimed? Could he truly stand shoulder to shoulder with Ye Chen, even earning high praise from the Chaos Body?

Ji Ning Shuang smiled faintly and rose gracefully, leaving Hengyue Zong.

"Alright then!" Shura Tian Zun quickly followed.

"Don't hit too hard," Ye Chen said casually.

"No problem." Tian Zun glanced back and flashed an OK gesture.

Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh at the sight. *I was talking to my own wife, not you—what gives you the confidence to make that OK gesture?* With that thought, he set down his bowl and chopsticks and hurried out after them. He had to be the spectator for this—he needed to see Tian Zun get beaten with his own eyes and even record some footage. Later, when he had time, he could share it with everyone in the Zhutian realm, so they could all get a good look.

Chu Xuan and the others also stood up, their breakfast now completely disrupted.

In the outer void, Ji Ning Shuang had already come to a stop, standing elegantly like a fairy from a dream—pure and flawless, with no trace of cultivator aura, only faint strands of Dao principles flickering around her. Opposite her, Shura Tian Zun steadied himself, cracking his neck forcefully as his divine blade hummed in his hand. His domineering combat power erupted, and his overwhelming pressure made the heavens and earth tremble.

"Hurry, hurry!" Many old-timers had heard the commotion and poked their heads out, their eyes gleaming with excitement. In recent days, they had heard endless tales of Shura Tian Zun's feats—they were extraordinarily terrifying. And Ji Ning Shuang was also a myth-maker, the strongest female young emperor in the current Zhutian realm.

"Who's stronger between Tian Zun and Yao Chi?"

"It's hard to say before they fight—that Kuang guy is incredibly tough."

"The Saint Body's wife is no slouch either."

A crowd gathered, with figures standing on various peaks, their discussions buzzing like waves. Compared to the battles of those old-timers, this showdown seemed even more intriguing. It was Yao Chi's first move since passing her trial, and everyone wanted to see just how powerful she was.

"You coward, sending your wife to fight instead of going yourself," Xie Yun said with his hands tucked in his sleeves, glancing at Ye Chen—the half-step Dacheng Saint Body, reduced to a mere spectator.

"If she gets hurt, we'd feel bad about it," Situ Nan added, scratching his ear. He had rushed out without even finishing breakfast to watch the show.

Ye Chen held his wine flask, unfazed. *What a joke—even if Zhao Yun showed up, this Kuang guy wouldn't stand a chance.*

Boom!

With a thunderous roar, the battle erupted, and the sky was instantly filled with lightning and thunder.

Bang! Clang! Crash! Ah!

The scene of the fight didn't need to be seen—the sounds alone were enough. The chaotic noises were endless, and someone's agonized screams were particularly pleasing to the ear. The Tian Zun from the Shura realm was getting hammered.

Gulp!

The onlookers swallowed hard, watching with wide eyes as Shura Tian Zun was beaten by Dong Shen Yao Chi all the way from the eastern sky to the western void. From the start of the fight, he never once found his footing. No matter how fiercely he attacked, he couldn't withstand Yao Chi's crystalline jade hand. All his secret techniques and divine powers seemed pointless, like laughable illusions.

"This woman is way too strong." Tian Zun's heart was in utter shock. As the one in the fight, he felt it most deeply. That woman's jade hand looked so ordinary, yet its power could destroy heavens and earth. Her comprehension of the Dao was on par with Ye Chen's—equally terrifying.

Boom!

In the midst of his thoughts, Ji Ning Shuang arrived like a dream, her palm crystalline as it descended from the sky. Tian Zun spat blood, his body staggering under the blow.

What followed was still a sight to behold—the man from the Shura realm couldn't even stay upright. Though tough, he kept bleeding profusely, falling repeatedly as he was relentlessly suppressed. Meanwhile, Ji Ning Shuang's expression remained calm and indifferent throughout.

"Incredible," the Chaos Body, also a spectator standing amid the crowd, murmured to himself. A hint of wariness showed in his eyes. He was stronger than Shura Tian Zun, but even if he were fighting, he might not beat Dong Shen Yao Chi. She was an extraordinary woman, having cultivated the Dao of all things, as profound as the Chaos Dao.

"This is beyond strong," Lao Jun whispered, unaware until now that besides Saint Body Ye Chen, the Zhutian realm had such a stunning junior. Tian Zun was formidable, yet he was being completely overpowered.

"What an extraordinary era!" The Ten Yama Kings were there too, sighing in amazement. They knew Dong Shen was powerful, but not to this terrifying extent.

"Such juniors really bring honor," the Quasi-Emperors of Da Chu laughed heartily, thoroughly enjoying the sight of Tian Zun getting thrashed.

"Go, Ninth Sister!" Ye Ling pumped her little fists, her voice crisp and lively—she was the most energetic in the crowd. She didn't even need to cheer—her Ninth Sister was strong enough on her own.

As for Tian Zun, he was a complete mess—his divine blade had been knocked into the ninth heaven, and though he had plenty of Emperor Dao immortal techniques, they were all useless now.

"The Saint Body's family—none of them are pushovers."

"The era of Emperor Dao changes brings so many surprises."

More people arrived, all clicking their tongues at the sight of Tian Zun being beaten. Da Chu's Tenth Emperor was a monster, and his wife was just as formidable. The same went for Chu Xuan, Chu Ling, and the others—all stunning in their own right.

"Those thousands of years in the dream were clearly well spent," Ye Chen said with a smile, taking a swig of wine. He knew Ji Ning Shuang best and understood Yao Chi's power better than anyone. Ever since her reincarnation, she had been defying the heavens, earning the title of the bookish one, yet also carrying the glory of the young female emperor. She lived up to that legend.

"Standing alongside Yao Chi—do you three feel awkward?" Kui Niu asked with his hands in his pockets, glancing at Xi Zun, Nan Di, and Zhong Huang. He had no idea how these three had ended up grouped with Dong Shen—it was like night and day. Who had given them the titles of Dong Shen, Xi Zun, Nan Di, and Zhong Huang anyway?

The three coughed awkwardly, rubbing their brows in unison. They were equals in name, but their power levels were worlds apart. They could barely count as Emperor's Son level, while she was at Young Emperor level—and not just any Young Emperor, since even Shura Tian Zun was being suppressed.

"If you want to force things in the future, it might not be so easy," Xie Yun chuckled, glancing at Ye Chen again. How to put it—having an exceptionally strong wife didn't seem like such a great thing.

Ye Chen turned his head, giving him a sideways look.

Xie Yun returned the glare. *That legendary act of forcing the issue—you're no stranger to it, right? The kind that never succeeded. We remember it all too well.*

And the one who remembered it most clearly was Chu Xuan. At that moment, her piercing gaze was fixed on Ye Chen, the memory of that incident still fresh—that guy named Ye Chen had kicked open her door, all bluster about what he wanted.

*Why bring that up?* Ye Chen pursed his lips and tucked his hands away innocently. If it hadn't been for Chu Xuan's Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon that night, could he have failed? Every time he thought of it, he cursed the Lord of Wu Lei City thoroughly.

Pfft!

As the crowd watched, Tian Zun spat blood again. Before he could steady himself, Yao Chi's palm came crashing down from the sky—still that crystalline jade hand, but with world-ending pressure, as heavy as a mountain.

Pfft!

With the void collapsing, Tian Zun sprayed blood once more, plummeting like a meteor and tracing a graceful arc through the vast sky toward the ground.

Bang!

The rumbling echoed for a long time, smashing a massive crater into the vast earth.

"I'm done, I'm done." Only after a while did Tian Zun crawl out, barely able to stand. This arrogant figure had been completely deflated by Ji Ning Shuang—if he kept going, he'd be beaten to death.

History repeated itself before his eyes. And as witnesses to that history from the Tian Jie—like Hua Shan Zhen Ren, Niu Mo Wang, and Kunlun Lao Dao—they were the most delighted. They had been spectators for both battles. In the Tian Jie, he was brutally beaten by Saint Body Ye Chen. Now in the Ren Jie, he was thoroughly hammered by Ye Chen's wife. That Kuang guy must be feeling pretty down. Given enough time, he might turn into a docile little lamb. Don't underestimate our universe—we're short on everything except talent, and we can beat you to tears.

"Learned your lesson now?" Yue Xin stepped forward, trying not to laugh. She knew Tian Zun was trouble—look, he got hammered again.

"Learned it." Tian Zun wiped the blood from his nose, looking utterly deflated.

"Brother, you sure know how to save face." Ye Chen flashed two rows of white teeth and threw back an OK gesture.

Pfft!

Tian Zun choked up and spat out another mouthful of blood. Only then did he realize that Ye Chen's warning not to hit too hard wasn't meant for him—it was for Yao Chi. What a pity his brain wasn't sharp enough, and his strength fell short. He couldn't blame anyone—it was him who had rushed into this beating. He hadn't even finished his meal before being dragged out for a spar. He knew Ye Chen was fierce, but he hadn't expected his wife to be such a skilled fighter. The legendary Dong Shen Yao Chi was no exaggeration—the world hadn't overstated her abilities.

With the battle over, Ye Chen and his family turned to leave—they still had breakfast to finish. It was worth noting that Ye Chen's posture was exceptionally straight, his walk exuding an air of total detachment, as if to say, "See that? My wife is incredibly strong."

"What now? I want to beat him up," many people muttered this, especially the elders whose urges were the strongest. They had forgotten when they last roughed up Ye Chen, and seeing him like this made their hands itch. Why did he have to reach half-step Dacheng? It made it hard for them to make a move.

So, the old troublemakers all turned and left. In the end, a certain Wang who was known as "War Five Scum" got beaten up.