Chapter 2880: Emperor Slayer

Hmm. Familiar.

The two Da Di turned back in unison, glancing at Ye Chen, and instinctively stepped back together.

From the looks of it, the two of them had encountered the same fate as the previously destroyed Tian Mo Di. They had once participated in the siege of the Di Zun on the Taigu Road and had been scarred by it. The nightmare from ten thousand years ago was awakened in their memories by Ye Chen's face.

In that instant, the souls of both Da Di trembled with fear, terrified of the Di Zun to the point of desperation.

"It's not him."

E Mo Di narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Just half-step Dacheng."

Tian Mo Di gritted his teeth. That step back had shattered their imperial pride entirely. As great emperors, to be intimidated into retreating by a mere face was a true humiliation.

"Give me one ke shen."

Ye Chen said calmly, addressing the cultivators of the Zhutian.

"Easy enough."

Too many Zhun Di level experts twisted their necks fiercely.

The so-called "one ke shen" referred to a time limit. Da Chu's tenth sovereign intended to slaughter E Mo Di within that period.

As for Tian Mo Di, it would be up to them to hold him off. One ke shen was manageable, especially with Di Ji and Yan Fei bearing the brunt, supported by numerous ultimate emperor weapons. There was no reason they couldn't hold out.

Bang!

Ye Chen was already on the move, charging straight at E Mo Di.

"You insignificant Zhun Di, overestimating yourself."

E Mo Di snorted coldly, stepping across the universe in one stride, unleashing a torrent of murderous aura. The rolling sea of demonic blood and slaughter engulfed the heavens and earth, with a massive wave swallowing Ye Chen whole.

Roar!

A dragon's roar erupted, deep and resounding.

Ye Chen transformed into a golden dragon, soaring out before instantly shifting back to human form. With a single punch, he dominated the heavens and earth, obliterating half of E Mo Di's imperial body. The sacred body's half-step Dacheng power was overwhelmingly dominant.

"This..."

E Mo Di was stunned, his face blank with shock from the blow.

The unengaged Tian Mo Di was equally horrified. Was that really just half-step Dacheng? When had a Zhun Di at the peak become so powerful? He was facing a great emperor, no less, even suppressed by the Zhutian universe, yet still supreme!

Boom! Bang!

In a flash of distraction, Di Ji and Yan Fei had already struck, each with a sword that flipped Tian Mo Di over.

" seeking death."

Tian Mo Di's imperial eyes turned blood-red as he steadied himself abruptly. He swung his emperor dao war spear, sending Di Ji flying, then flipped his hand for a palm strike that sent Yan Fei spewing blood into the starry sky.

"Keep yelling, I'll make you yell."

The Chaos Shen Ding roared in fury, charging ahead with overflowing chaos qi. Its massive, indestructible body collided with the supreme imperial form, shattering it.

Before the emperor could stabilize, the various Di Zi arrived, each wielding ultimate emperor weapons—whether palm strikes, fist shadows, or sword beams—all unleashing world-shaking attacks.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

For a moment, even Tian Mo Di was hammered senseless. But to slaughter him this way was still a long way off—ten thousand miles, at least. Once he truly steadied his footing, no one except Ye Chen could match him, not even with emperor weapons.

However, the Zhutian cultivators didn't expect to kill him; holding him back was enough. Once Ye Chen finished off E Mo Di and freed up, it would be no problem at all.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Speaking of Ye Chen, he was truly ferocious. He had closed in on the emperor and, after landing one punch on E Mo Di, never let him stand firm again. Punch after punch sent blood and bones flying; E Mo Di didn't even get a chance to breathe. All he saw were fists, each one drawing blood, each more dominant than the last. The so-called imperial body, origin, dao roots, and emperor dao immortal laws were all worthless against those golden fists.

"What kind of monster is this?"

E Mo Di's mind shook violently. He hadn't just underestimated this little Zhun Di—he had severely underestimated him. Ferocious to the extreme! Not only did he master the laws of time and space, but also the power of reincarnation and spacetime. Even as a supreme emperor, he couldn't believe such a monstrous Zhun Di existed, comprehending so many laws at once.

After all, even he, as a supreme being, hadn't grasped them. And Ye Chen's eyes—were they reincarnation eyes or chaos eyes?

It was a first for the emperor's vast experience.

What frightened him most was Ye Chen's gaze, etched with unwavering determination and an indestructible will, identical to that of the Di Zun from ten thousand years ago.

It was as if this little sacred body was the Di Zun of old.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The fluctuations of the emperor dao surged like eternal thunder, shaking the Wan Gu Xian Qiong.

Only those who could fight were Zhun Di; Da Sheng and ordinary Zhun Di were mere spectators, and they dared not get too close, fearing the aftershocks.

Both battlefields were brutally bloody.

Ye Chen pressed E Mo Di relentlessly, while Tian Mo Di did the same to the Zhutian cultivators.

Fortunately, the Zhutian team worked in perfect harmony, as did their ultimate emperor weapons, holding firm despite the blood and bones flying. Not everyone was as tough and enduring as Ye Chen.

"Save me."

E Mo Di howled, truly hammered to the point of panic, forced to madness by Ye Chen. At this rate, he could be punched into ashes.

"Ants."

Tian Mo Di raised his hand, sweeping away the Di Zi with a palm, then retreated, rushing toward E Mo Di.

In his view, aside from that half-step Dacheng sacred body, the rest were ants. They needed to join forces to eliminate him first, or they'd be picked off one by one. After all, this wasn't their territory.

"Where do you think you're going?"

The Chaos Shen Ding hummed, instantly growing to the size of a mountain and descending from the sky, making the emperor stagger.

"Get lost."

Tian Mo Di roared, swinging his spear to flip the Chaos Shen Ding. The ding was tough enough that even a great emperor's strike didn't shatter it; it remained lively.

Boom! Bang!

Di Ji and Yan Fei charged in again, blocking Tian Mo Di.

Yan Fei was powerful, her Meng Dao immortal laws full of heavenly wonders. As for Di Ji, she was like a madwoman, attacking furiously without defense.

"A great emperor, and you're running?"

The previously swept Di Zi regrouped, determined to hold him back and prevent interference with Ye Chen. The Zhutian wasn't defenseless; if singles didn't work, they'd gang up. That was the Zhutian way.

"Get lost."

Tian Mo Di's face twisted with ferocity, his anger flaring. Truly outrageous, he thought, gripping his emperor weapon war spear and swinging wildly, sending Zhutian cultivators flying everywhere.

"You won't get past us dead or alive."

The Zhutian people roared, each one wildly determined—whether Di Zi or old Zhun Di, they pressed on relentlessly, filling the starry sky, with no one retreating.

"Save me, save me."

E Mo Di was still howling, truly unable to hold on. The speed of his imperial body's reconstruction couldn't keep up with the damage. He was remade only to be shattered again and again.

Most of all, he feared Ye Chen—feared his face and his eyes, that indestructible will reminiscent of the Di Zun, making his soul tremble.

"It's over."

Ye Chen's punch obliterated the emperor's head.

Pfft!

E Mo Di exploded, his entire imperial body bursting apart. The flying blood and bones were also blasted to ash. Ye Chen's punch destroyed heaven and earth, leaving only the emperor's yuan shen.

Zheng!

Ye Chen swung his sword, infused with reincarnation power and spacetime force, splitting the emperor dao yuan shen in two. One great emperor was scattered into oblivion amid wails.

Boom!

After slaying E Mo Di, Ye Chen instantly activated Tian Zang, multiplying his combat power tenfold. His domineering aura was overwhelmingly heavy, with traces falling and collapsing the starry sky.

As expected, activating Tian Zang with the Chaos Lun Hui Eye amplified its power far beyond the Great Lun Hui Tian Zang. Naturally, it consumed pupil power exponentially.

The still-battling Tian Mo Di paled. In less than one ke shen, he had slaughtered an emperor. That little sacred body was more terrifying than imagined. If he could kill E Mo Di, he could kill him too. In terms of combat power, he was no match for E Mo Di.

At that thought, he retreated again, fleeing into the black hole.

"Come back."

Ye Chen's voice rang out firmly. He targeted Tian Mo Di and used Tian Ni, swapping positions across the black hole barrier. Ye Chen entered the black hole, while Tian Mo Di returned to the starry sky.

In an instant, Ye Chen emerged from the black hole and struck down with a heavenly palm, cracking the emperor's body.

"Get up!"

Tian Mo Di bellowed, pushing against Ye Chen's palm and soaring upward with his peak attacks.

Ye Chen descended from above, still fiercely dominant.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The emperor dao battle erupted again, with destructive halos spreading.

By now, the Zhutian cultivators had retreated to the outer edges. Too many were wounded, too many left with only a yuan shen. Even powerhouses like Di Ji and Yan Fei were covered in blood, all swaying unsteadily.

Fortunately, they had succeeded in holding the emperor. Now, it was Ye Chen's turn.

Boom!

As the world watched, the starry sky collapsed.

Tian Mo Di spewed blood again, his chest split open by Ye Chen's palm, nearly tearing his imperial body apart.

"I don't believe it."

Why not say it—they were all emperors, and their lines were the same. The previously slain emperors had shouted these three words smoothly.

Unfortunately, loud howling changed nothing.

"Say, is Lao Qi's eye chaos or reincarnation?"

The Little Yuan Huang asked curiously, ignoring the emperor being hammered and focusing only on Ye Chen's eyes.

"Probably a fusion of reincarnation and chaos."

Kui Niu stroked his chin, sighing. Reincarnation eyes were rare, chaos eyes were rare, and someone bearing both was unique throughout Zhutian history. Fusing them was unprecedented.

"Supreme among eyes."

Too many people took a deep breath.

Both chaos eyes and reincarnation eyes were at the pinnacle in their domains, among the top eye pupils. Fused together, let alone separated—just look at Tian Zang's power to know his eyes were stronger than before.

Ah...!

Tian Mo Di roared, beaten to the point of not lifting his head. His biggest mistake was letting the sacred body get close; it was a nightmare, a dead end. That little sacred body was a madman, attacking without defense, leaving the emperor powerless.

The battle was inevitable, and so was the outcome.

With a black blood flower blooming, Tian Mo Di was also obliterated, beaten to ash by Ye Chen.

In that vast expanse, only Ye Chen remained, his golden blood essence surging, murderous aura billowing, his entire body radiating golden light. Clearly a person, yet he looked like a golden sun, illuminating the world. He would be an eternal monument, standing in the river of time.

The starry sky finally grew calm.

No one spoke; most looked on with awe.

Da Chu's tenth sovereign had become a Tu Di professional. Even before Dacheng, he was this formidable. Once he achieved it, who under Tian Di could stand against him?

The universally acknowledged strongest sacred body in history was Di Huang.

Now, Ye Chen might replace him.

In the same level and realm, Di Huang was crushed by Ye Chen in terms of achievements; in combat power, he was likely no match.

And they were fortunate, witnessing the rise of a sacred body, passing down the myths he created, generation after generation, as stories for posterity.

Ye Chen had descended, placing one hand on Di Ji's jade shoulder and the other on Yan Fei's, channeling pure origin essence to heal them.

"Two seniors, in the coming time, I may not be in the Zhutian."

Ye Chen transmitted his voice. Had the two Da Di not arrived, he would likely be guiding the Zhun Di now. With the two emperors slain, he needed to continue his previous mission.

His meaning was clear: with him absent from the Zhutian, someone had to guard it. Across the entire starry sky, only these two could barely contend with an emperor.

"Go ahead with peace of mind!"

Yan Fei smiled, while Di Ji's smile was a bit forced.

Ye Chen withdrew his hands, turned, and vanished.