Chapter 2933: It Flew Away

Chapter 2933: It Flew Away

The Zhuxian Jian was gone, and the two supreme beings emerged from the black hole.

The Dacheng Shengti held a wine pot.

The Donghuang Nüdi held a flower basket.

Ye Chen sprinkled wine along the way.

Yaochi scattered flower petals along the way.

This was to pay tribute to the heroic spirits, to those killed by the Zhuxian Jian. With the Zhuxian Jian destroyed, may their spirits rest in peace.

"Has the Zhuxian Jian been destroyed?"

Seeing their actions, all the cultivators in the heavens wondered the same thing.

"It must be dead."

Many people took a deep breath. From the expressions of Ye Chen and Yaochi, they knew that the accursed Zhuxian Jian had been slain.

The last threat in the heavens had been eliminated.

Returning to Tianhuang, the Emperor tribulation thunder sea was still raging wildly.

Looking at the Peacock Ancient King, he was disheveled, no longer resembling a human form.

The Emperor Dao thunder destroyed heaven and earth, repeatedly blasting his divine body into brilliance. Once youthful in appearance, he was gradually aging, clearly exhausted and having been struck into the void more than once.

"Jiu Niang, can that old grandfather achieve enlightenment?"

Ye Ling tugged at Yaochi's sleeve, her little face pale.

"He can."

Yaochi smiled gently and patted the girl's head.

"I heard you two took down the Zhuxian Jian?"

The Fortuna King approached with his hands tucked in his sleeves, glancing at Ye Chen and then at the Donghuang Nüdi.

Ye Chen said nothing, which was his way of agreeing.

The Fortuna King sighed in admiration, and Xi Chen, who arrived later, clicked his tongue in amazement.

If anyone could be called supreme, it was this young couple.

"Come on, move over a bit."

The Little Ape Emperor arrived and shoved the Fortuna King aside with one hand.

The Kui Niu also came, pushing the Son of the Realm aside with one hand.

That wasn't all—even Ye Chen was pushed away.

One ox and one monkey stood on either side of Yaochi, feeling quite self-satisfied, like a pair of door guardians.

How to put it? Standing beside the Nüdi made them look impressive, and most importantly, she was incredibly beautiful.

"Come on, over here where it's cooler."

Xie Yun arrived, and Xiong Er came too, shoving Ye Chen aside again.

Compared to Ye Chen, they preferred his wives, with one wave after another crowding in shamelessly.

That scene looked like a cabbage patch overrun with pigs, a bunch of shameless ones.

Ye Chen ignored them, having no time to bother. Yaochi and Nanming Yushu did the same, both watching the devastating Emperor tribulation.

The Peacock Ancient King at that moment was utterly miserable, having burned all his lifespan to regain his youthful form, only to be struck older and older in the thunder tribulation, barely able to stand.

There was a moment when both Tianming Emperors lifted their gazes, furrowing their brows as they looked into the vast void. The Emperor Emergence phenomenon above the void was still there, but the Peacock Ancient King's current state didn't seem optimistic.

They were watching, and so were Ye Chen and Yaochi.

At this rate, the Peacock Ancient King was in grave danger.

Thump!

As they watched, a pitch-black thunderbolt descended from the sky with destructive power, striking the Peacock Ancient King who had just steadied himself, obliterating half his physical body into blood and bone that turned to ash.

Thump!

Before he could regenerate, a second thunderbolt fell, reducing the remaining half of his divine body to dust.

The world's hearts trembled, and even the Emperors' hearts shook.

In the thunder sea, only the Peacock Ancient King's primordial spirit remained.

"Old Ancestor!"

Tian Zhi cried out hoarsely, and the Peacock clan shouted as well.

"I am unwilling!"

The Peacock Ancient King roared, also bellowing as he tried to charge into the sky, but he was already too weak. His aged primordial spirit was engulfed by the thunder, and the illusory tears streaming from his eyes turned to ash.

Ah...!

Under the gaze of all, the Emperor tribulation thunder sea dissipated.

That stretch of starry sky no longer held the Peacock Ancient King's figure, leaving only a tragic roar that shook everyone's hearts.

In the end, he failed to defy the heavens, reaching the end of his years. His desperate struggle still couldn't bring about a clear and bright universe.

With his extinction, the Emperor Emergence phenomenon also faded away.

"How could this be?"

The Ming Emperor murmured, staring blankly at the void.

There was clearly an Emperor Emergence phenomenon, yet the one undergoing the tribulation had died.

"An anomaly in the Emperor Dao?"

The Dao Ancestor whispered lightly, his Emperor eyes flickering with uncertainty.

Seeing an Emperor Emergence phenomenon without achieving enlightenment was a first.

This anomaly in the Emperor Dao was truly full of endless variables.

Yaochi had no Emperor Emergence phenomenon but defied the heavens to achieve enlightenment.

The Peacock Ancient King had an Emperor Emergence phenomenon but was destroyed body and soul.

In this era, everything was in chaos.

Even the two Emperors were like this, let alone Ye Chen and Yaochi.

Both of them looked up at the void, gazing for a long time.

Indeed, the universe was constantly changing, and the future was not set in stone. Even with the signs of an Emperor Emergence phenomenon, it couldn't be reversed. Anomalies and variables were unfolding at every moment.

Tianhuang fell into a dead silence.

The colorful Peacock clan members were in tears.

The world sighed, especially the older generation, who aged even more in that instant. Today's Peacock Ancient King could be tomorrow's them, and one day, they too would walk this path.

Ah!

Amid more sighs, people set off on their return journeys.

Before leaving, they couldn't help but glance at the Donghuang Nüdi.

The legend of the two divine coffins might just be a myth.

That Nüdi was too powerful, and the seal of her Emperor Dao was too strong. To achieve enlightenment as an Emperor, surviving the Emperor tribulation was one barrier, but breaking the Emperor Dao's restrictions was another, both insurmountable chasms.

Yaochi said nothing; she had once thought about sealing her Emperor Dao mark.

Unfortunately, she couldn't do it.

Ye Chen might be able to, but unfortunately, he was not an Emperor.

After looking at the void, Ye Chen turned his gaze to the peak of Piaomiao, at his Emperor Dao gate. It had a form but was not substantial.

Something was missing.

He was constantly pondering what it was.

Regrettably, he couldn't fathom it.

"Ye Chen, it fei zou."

Just as he was looking, a call suddenly came.

The voice belonged to Xiao Chen, the son of the War King.

As for the "it" Xiao Chen mentioned, it referred to Xing Tian's head, which had been enshrined in the temple. It suddenly opened its eyes, like a divine light streaking across Piaomiao, flying straight out of the Zhutian Gate.

Ye Chen heard this and vanished instantly.

When he reappeared, he was at the edge of Da Chu, but he was too late.

"The east."

Yaochi sent a divine sense transmission. In terms of combat power, she was not as strong as Ye Chen, but in perception, she surpassed him.

Ye Chen said nothing and stepped forward, vanishing again.

"It's getting even stranger."

Both Tianming Emperors stroked their beards, able to see clearly.

That Xing Tian head that opened its eyes was like a headless fly rampaging through the starry sky, carrying Emperor might, collapsing countless star fields and smashing many stars.

From its movements, it seemed to be searching for something.

Or perhaps, looking for an ancient entrance.

Boom! Boom!

Due to its rampage, many in the starry sky suffered, and even some Quasi-Emperors had their physical bodies crushed by its pressure.

The Zhutian rumbled, and the Cangmiao void rumbled too.

Those rumbles came from the Taigu Road, sounding like a great battle. For several hundred years, it happened every few days, with cracks bursting open from time to time, and people occasionally falling out.

This time's vibration was even more massive than before.

Looking toward the Taigu Road, lightning flashed and thunder roared, in complete chaos. In three directions, great battles raged: Di Huang was being ganged up on, Hong Yan was being ganged up on, and the headless third person wasn't faring much better.

After several hundred years, the fact that the three of them were still alive was a miracle. They had fought and fled for centuries—not because they weren't strong, but because their opponents' forces were too vast, and they were always outnumbered.

It was fortunate that it was only at the Great Emperor and Dacheng Saint Demon level; if Heavenly Emperors were involved, the three would have followed the path of the Shen Emperor.

Hm?

In the starry sky, Ye Chen suddenly stopped and looked back.

A crack burst open in the Cangmiao, and two figures fell out: one was the Calamity Demon Emperor, and the other was a Dacheng Saint Demon, smashing into the starry sky one after the other, causing that stretch of space to collapse inch by inch.

"Find the head."

Ye Chen left those words and charged straight at the two supreme beings.

"Is this... the Zhutian?"

This line was something every foreign supreme being who fell here would say once. After a moment of confusion came a ferocious expression.

"Interesting."

The Dacheng Saint Demon chuckled darkly, casually twisting his neck.

"Interesting."

The Calamity Demon Emperor licked his lips, his eyes full of menace.

Hm?

As they watched, both turned their heads simultaneously, looking in one direction.

Boom!

Ye Chen arrived in an instant, manifesting his form without a word, and with one sword, he severed the Calamity Demon Emperor's head.

Thump!

One Emperor, sinister and menacing just a moment ago,

Was now stunned to the point of doubting life. He hadn't even seen who his opponent was before his head was gone.

Ye Chen followed with a palm strike, dominating heaven and earth, obliterating the Calamity Demon Emperor's imperial body along with his Emperor Dao primordial spirit.

From his arrival to slaying the Calamity Demon Emperor, it took only a breath.

That explosive scene left even the Dacheng Saint Demon, let alone the now-extinct Calamity Demon Emperor, in shock.

Was this really the Zhutian? Where did this Dacheng Shengti come from? No, wait—there was also an Emperor. No, actually two Emperors.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ye Chen remained indifferent, silent, stepping toward the Dacheng Saint Demon with each step heavier than the last.

"Where did so many second lineage members come from?"

The Dacheng Saint Demon furrowed his brow, his eyes nearly narrowed to slits. On the Taigu Road, there were two Shengti, and now in the Zhutian, there were more—and not ordinary ones at that. In just two moves, he had slain a Calamity Demon Emperor.

As he watched, the world suddenly changed dramatically.

In a daze, he was no longer in the starry sky, having been pulled into the Great Dao Taishang Heaven by the small Shengti opposite him.

Boom!

Ye Chen shattered the heavens with one step and launched a direct attack.

"A mere small Shengti dares to attack me?"

The Dacheng Saint Demon raged, instantly activating his bloodline limit, surging with overwhelming demonic energy, his blood-red hair terrifying to behold.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The Emperor Dao battlefield erupted into an epic war.

This was Ye Chen's first true confrontation with a Dacheng Saint Demon since achieving Dacheng—not a law body, but his true form.

He held nothing back, unleashing his full power.

As for the bloodline limit, he did not activate it; his lifespan was already limited and couldn't afford the waste.

Even so, he could still slay the Saint Demon.

Great Emperors varied in strength, Shengti varied in strength, and Dacheng Saint Demons did too. This one was not as formidable as imagined.

Most importantly, he was no ordinary Shengti; he had survived the Saint Demon tribulation, fused with eight Great Wheel of Reincarnations, and was currently forging his Emperor Dao gate. To put it simply, below the Heavenly Emperor level, he was invincible. Even an ordinary Heavenly Emperor wouldn't suffice—that was the might of the Dacheng Shengti.

Boom! Rumble!

The Taishang Heaven shook, incredibly distant from the world, yet faintly visible—dim and vast, inspiring awe and destruction. Various apocalyptic visions evolved, radiating end-of-days glory and shrouding the Emperor Dao battlefield.

"So strong."

Many Zhutian cultivators had gathered, looking up in admiration.

This "so strong" referred to Ye Chen.

The Saint Demon had activated his bloodline limit, while he remained in his original state, yet he wasn't being suppressed—in fact, he was hammering the Saint Demon. It seemed the so-called bloodline limit was nothing more than a joke in his presence.

Of course, it was because the weakest of the Saint Demon lineage was facing the strongest of the Shengti lineage. Activating the bloodline limit was useless.

The one who felt it most deeply was the Dacheng Saint Demon.

From the moment he entered the Great Dao Taishang Heaven and clashed with Ye Chen, he had barely held his ground. He thought this Shengti was incredibly weak, but it was even more terrifying than he imagined.

"I don't believe it."

The Dacheng Saint Demon howled, his bloodline purer than a Shengti's and with the bloodline limit activated, yet he was being hammered so badly he couldn't lift his head. Any Saint Demon would find this hard to accept.

Ye Chen wasted no words, carrying Emperor Dao murderous intent and attacking relentlessly without the bloodline limit, fighting even fiercer than the Saint Demon.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Saint blood rained down, some from Ye Chen and some from the Saint Demon, drenching the starry sky in scars.

"The Tenth Emperor of Da Chu is truly formidable."

More people arrived, sighing and clicking their tongues.

"The Dacheng Saint Demon isn't as terrifying as imagined."

"It's the Shengti that's too strong."

The older generation took a deep breath. The strongest and most brilliant Shengti in history, aside from his bloodline not being as pure as the Saint Demon's and not activating the bloodline limit, crushed the Saint Demon in every other aspect, from Dao comprehension to combat mindset.

Ah...!

The Saint Demon's howls echoed endlessly.

But it was still useless. This small Shengti was far stronger than the two on the Taigu Road; Di Huang wasn't enough, Hong Yan wasn't enough, and neither was he.

Seal!

From the edge of the starry sky, Yaochi's gentle words rang out.

She had found Xing Tian's head and sealed it forcefully.

The Xing Tian head was extremely restless, trying to break free, but it couldn't. Its massive eyes were filled with destruction.

After struggling for a while, it closed its eyes and fell still.

Yaochi pointed a finger and performed an Emperor Dao soul search.

Unfortunately, she found nothing.

"That guy is probably still alive."

The Ming Emperor took a deep breath and gave that conclusion.

Xing Tian's head had been enshrined for centuries without revealing his true form, which was telling. If Xing Tian were dead, his true form should have appeared long ago, with the head as the best medium.

But it remained just a head.

This implied something profound, and the Emperor might on the head, which wasn't there before, likely came from his body.

"I don't believe it."

When Yaochi returned, she heard the Saint Demon roaring again.

Gazing into the Taishang Heaven, a majestic Dacheng-level Saint Demon had his bloodline limit shattered by Ye Chen, his Saint Demon body collapsing and blood and bones exploding across the Taishang Heaven.

Whether he believed it or not no longer mattered.

With his body destroyed, his primordial spirit couldn't escape annihilation, cleaved apart by Ye Chen's Wheel of Reincarnation Sword.

Silence fell, and now the entire world was silent.

Ye Chen descended from the heavens. It was impossible to say he was unharmed; his Shengti had bloody gashes, but they weren't critical. Having slain the Dacheng Saint Demon, he had won a complete victory.

"In such and such year, the Shengti slayed a Dacheng Saint Demon."

An old Daoist held an ancient scroll, licking his worn brush, and wrote that line on the scroll.

He was likely a historian, recording the glorious battles of the Shengti's life, each stroke a legend.

Ye Chen left, walking side by side with Yaochi, gradually fading into the distance.

"This couple, wherever they go, is a stunning sight."

The world laughed. Only the Donghuang Nüdi could stand beside the Shengti, and only the Shengti could create such a silhouette with the Nüdi.