Chapter 2959: Return to the Heavens

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The Tai Gu Lu trembled violently, and the heavens and earth shook with fury. High above in the Cang Miao, various apocalyptic visions intertwined, casting a glow of impending doom. Blood rain poured down like a gentle shower, the blood of Sheng Mo and Sheng Ti among it. As they fell, they transformed into dragon shapes, clashing relentlessly without end.

It was clear that Ye Chen had the upper hand, mostly dominating Sheng Mo with fierce and overbearing attacks. In contrast, Sheng Mo was disheveled and furious, roaring wildly. His Wuxue Jixian boundary sustained him, but he was no match for Ye Chen. No matter how refined his bloodline or how powerful his divine treasures, they paled in comparison to Ye Chen's profound comprehension of the Dao. Ye Chen unleashed numerous laws, dominating the heavens and earth.

"Old big is invincible, beating Sheng Mo like a dog."

The Hun Dun Ding and his companions had finished their business and gathered together, shouting loudly. They even rushed over for sneak attacks now and then. Sheng Mo was already in a miserable state, and their interference only made it worse, leaving him in utter disarray. Unfortunately for him, he had not forged his own life weapon.

These sneak attacks were mere annoyances, but the real threat was Ye Chen, who had shattered Sheng Mo multiple times.

"I don't believe it."

Whenever he was overpowered, this line always seemed to surface. Even the Di Dao Sheng Mo was no exception, fighting like a madman with frenzied assaults. Yet, he could not overcome Ye Chen and ended up wounded repeatedly, barely able to stand.

Roar! Roar!

Dragon roars echoed again, not from the Eightfold Heavenly Dragons, but from the Sheng Ti and Sheng Mo, both shifting forms. Ye Chen transformed into a golden divine dragon, while Sheng Mo became a pitch-black demonic dragon. The two dragons coiled upward, clashing with the Dao. One gold and one black, they stood out vividly against the Cang Miao, with even more blood raining down.

It seemed the universe itself had taken notice, chaotic yet refraining from weaving further forces, as if eager to witness a proper battle and determine who was stronger—whether the Di Dao Sheng Mo was more powerful or the Di Dao Sheng Ti more dominant.

During this time, the Gu Tian Ting Nu Di briefly opened her eyes and glanced at the Cang Miao, as if peering into the Tai Gu Lu. In an instant, she opened and then closed her eyes again, holding absolute confidence in the emperor among emperors.

She remained calm, but the Dacheng Sheng Mo sealed in the Hun Dun Ding were utterly astonished. They had witnessed Ye Chen kicking the Tian Mo Tian Di out of the Tai Gu Lu, directly leading to that emperor's demise, and also saw him relentlessly pounding Sheng Mo.

What had become of the world? In the same level and realm, a Di Dao Sheng Mo was actually outmatched by a mere Sheng Ti. Their more refined origins seemed like mere decorations.

Boom! Boom!

The void's rumbling grew more intense. Ye Chen was truly overbearing, beating the Di Dao Sheng Mo from the eastern Cang Miao all the way to the western Cang Qiong, splattering the universe with dark blood.

"I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it."

Sheng Mo's roars were filled with both fury and fear, perhaps more of the latter. He possessed an invincible will, yet Ye Chen had shattered it. Apart from a slight edge in bloodline origin, Sheng Mo fell short in combat mindset, Dao comprehension, and grasp of taboos.

"If you don't believe it, I will beat you until you do."

Ye Chen said calmly. His radiant golden dragon body grew even larger, bathed in golden light, surrounded by Hun Dun laws, and accompanied by Di Dao visions. His dragon form, an manifestation of the Dao, far surpassed Sheng Mo's black demonic dragon in size.

As a Sheng Ti, he followed through on his words. His dragon body coiled and attacked with the Dao, spitting out lightning formed from taboos, infused with reincarnation force, time force, and space-time force. It left Sheng Mo covered in wounds that healed with great difficulty.

Sheng Mo was defeated. His massive dragon body exploded, and he plummeted from the void, reverting to human form mid-fall—though not fully human, with half his head destroyed and his Di Dao Huang Gu Sheng Ti body exposed with blood and bones, on the verge of complete annihilation.

Ye Chen also reverted to human form. While his Sheng Ti bore some scars, they were insignificant. He stood in the Cang Miao, radiating golden light like an unyielding monument, impervious to any force.

Boom!

A massive crater formed on the ground, shaking the entire Tai Gu Lu, with even more lightning flashing in the void.

"I don't believe it."

Sheng Mo roared, dragging his blood-soaked Sheng Ti body skyward.

Ye Chen raised his hand and pressed down with a palm.

Pfft!

Sheng Mo spat blood; besides the half-destroyed head, the rest of his body disintegrated into ash, crashing back to the ground and turning the crater into a deep abyss stained with his blood.

Ah!

This guy refused to give up and charged out of the abyss again.

Unfortunately, the Di Dao Fu Xi Array and the Twelve Tian Zi Da Ming Array were already in place, trapping him mid-air. Ye Chen reinforced them with taboo forces and integrated Hun Dun laws.

No matter how unwilling Sheng Mo was, he was forcefully suppressed. Tens of thousands of seals bound him, rendering him immobile.

Even then, Ye Chen was not satisfied. He used reincarnation to form a pagoda and sealed Sheng Mo inside, then used space-time to create chains that locked his origins and Dao roots. After all, this was no ordinary supreme being; he could activate the Wuxue Jixian boundary at will.

Inside the pagoda, Sheng Mo's roars never ceased.

Even now, he still could not believe he had been suppressed by a minor Sheng Ti. As a Di Dao Sheng Mo, an existence invincible in his tier, being defeated by the second lineage Sheng Ti was a utter humiliation, a supreme disgrace.

But no matter how loudly he howled, it was useless.

Ye Chen sent a beam of immortal light into the pagoda, dragging him into slumber. With the roars and screams silenced, the entire world fell quiet.

Only then did Ye Chen sit down, pull out a wine flask, and gulp it down heartily. These days had been filled with remarkable feats. Not to mention anything else, defeating the Tian Di Tian Mo and the Di Dao Sheng Mo—across the Zhutian and Three Realms, who could compare?

If his first life were still around, he would surely be overjoyed.

From the beginning to the end of the nine reincarnations, the ninth surpassed the first. Back then, slaughtering Wu Que's Tian Di had been incredibly difficult, but for Ye Chen, it seemed almost trivial. Even the Di Dao Sheng Mo had knelt, and if a peak Tian Di arrived, they likely would not fare better.

After a long while, Ye Chen stood up and summoned countless avatars, dispatching them in all directions across the Tai Gu Lu to search inch by inch.

What were they looking for? Naturally, cracks. This strange Tai Gu Lu could not be stayed in any longer. If another all-covering return occurred and destroyed the Tai Gu Lu, they might not be so lucky next time.

His true self was not idle either, treading through the void with his Di Dao divine sense extending infinitely, searching meticulously.

This search lasted three months.

For three months, he did not stop or rest for a single day.

He did not find any cracks, but he did catch a stray fish—a Tian Mo Di. When Ye Chen detected him, the emperor's face turned pale. If even the Di Dao Sheng Mo could not win, what chance did he have?

Once found by Ye Da Di, the outcome was predictable.

Ye Chen was always straightforward with foreign realm supremes.

In the fourth month, he reached the end of the Tai Gu Lu, drawn by booming sounds from the opposite side. They came from another Tai Gu Lu, with massive disturbances and faint roars.

In the fifth month, one avatar found a crack, and Ye Chen arrived instantly. He stared at it for a long time before shaking his head helplessly. It was not a passage crack but a spatial rift caused by the shifting universe.

By the sixth month, a second crack appeared.

Ye Chen rushed there immediately, only to shake his head again. It was indeed a passage crack, but faint demonic aura leaked from it. With his insight, he could tell it led to the E Mo.

He acted and destroyed the crack.

In the seventh month, heavenly sounds echoed through the Zhutian, originating from the Tian Xuan Men. It was the Gu Tian Ting Nu Di, who had fully merged with that soul.

That night in Da Chu, numerous ancient visions manifested. Not only mortals but even the Tian Ming and Di Ming emperors watched in a daze, enveloped in eternal light and immortal glow.

In the eighth month, Ye Chen halted in a patch of void.

There was a crack, and not just any—a massive one, tens of thousands of zhang wide. Spatial force, space-time force, and time force flowed from within, along with a trace of Tian Mo aura. No doubt, it connected to the Tian Mo domain.

Ye Chen acted swiftly, unleashing Wan Jian Chao Zong at the crack. He was certain there were Tian Mo inside, heading this way. He did not know if a Tian Di was among them, but there were surely many great emperors. He could hear the cursing and roaring from the passage.

Ye Chen had no time to waste and no intention of chatting. Using great divine abilities, he destroyed the crack. As for the Tian Mo Di in the passage, he did not care about their fate.

What concerned him was a crack leading back to the Zhutian.

Heaven rewards the diligent. In the ninth month, he finally found such a crack, near the end of the Tai Gu Lu.

That day, the Tai Gu Lu was filled with shifting winds and clouds, and a massive ghostly face manifested again, sinister, violent, and grotesque.

Ye Chen glanced at it and darted into the crack.

Strangely, as he entered, the ghostly face roared and dissipated into nothing, without destroying the Tai Gu Lu.

In the passage, Ye Chen shot forward like a rainbow.

Having entered once before, he was familiar with the path. However, this passage was much stronger than the last, with surging taboo forces that even he dreaded. If an ordinary great emperor entered, they might not make it out.

"Beautiful, truly beautiful."

In the Ming Jie Ming Mountain, the Ming Di sat steadily, full of energy, with an ancient scroll before him. It depicted erotic scenes, and the two figures in it were acquaintances. If Di Huang and Dong Hua Nu Di were here, they would likely beat this guy back to his mother's womb.

Suddenly, a crack appeared, and Ye Chen fell from the sky.

Boom!

What followed was a tremendous boom, collapsing the majestic Ming Mountain. That connoisseur version of the emperor was also smashed flat by Ye Da Shao.

"I'm back."

At the Tian Jie lake shore, fishing, the Dao Zu suddenly stood up. He could see through the barrier to Ye Chen, covered in blood, unsure if from battle or the passage.

"I'm back."

Ye Chen rose, smiling with a touch of nostalgia. The Tai Gu Lu journey felt like centuries, but the mountains and rivers of home were comforting; the great emperors of home were satisfying to step on.

Indeed, the Ming Di was under his foot, and Ye Chen stomped as if crushing a cigarette butt, making the Ming Di cough up blood profusely.

"Ye Chen, you bastard."

The Ming Di cursed, staggering to his feet. As a peak emperor, he was disheveled, his old face blackened with soot.

Ye Chen said nothing, just stared at the ancient scroll in the Ming Di's hand. It seemed like a treasured edition. Something that captivated the Ming Di so must be unique in the Three Realms.

"Long time no see, I hope you've been well."

The Ming Di stroked his beard, his dark face turning earnest. As he spoke, he discreetly tucked the treasured edition into his robe and added a seal, ensuring the contents remained hidden from Ye Chen to avoid chaos in the world.

Ye Chen clasped his hands behind his back, eyeing the Ming Di up and down. Compared to the Ming Di's treasures, he was more interested in that edition. This Ming Jie great emperor was not straightforward—keeping such good stuff hidden and not sharing.

"Hey? Why is your Yao Chi not wearing clothes?"

Stared at until he felt uneasy, the clever Ming Di shifted the topic. As long as Ye Chen looked away, he could slip off.

Smack!

Ye Chen slapped him, nearly twisting the Ming Di's face. How dare you try to fool me? Do you have that capability?

Wow! So refreshing.

Ye Da Di left, leaving the Ming Di swaying alone, seeing stars, his head nearly exploding.

Whenever this happened, the Dao Zu found it amusing. He had recorded every incident for the Ming Di, planning to share one with each great emperor when the Three Realms unified and the emperors returned.

Ye Chen reappeared at Yu Nu Peak.

The Yu Nu Peak under the moon was quiet and desolate. Nan Ming Yu Shu and the others were still in slumber, and Ye Ling was nowhere to be seen.

He landed on Yu Nu Peak, where Ji Ning Shuang sat in meditation, bathed in moonlight, pure and flawless, exuding tranquility and dreaminess. Even the strands of hair swaying in the breeze carried a feminine fragrance.

"She has advanced."

Ye Chen murmured softly, squatting before Yao Chi and clasping his hands, staring at his wife like a toad. He could tell her cultivation had progressed from the initial stage to the intermediate.

In the dead of night, some hands wandered restlessly, a finger poking where it was soft—quite elastic.

This poke woke Yao Chi, and she saw a face blinking at her, grinning to show two rows of teeth.

"You're back."

The Nu Di's gentle smile was as warm as in his memories.

Ye Chen smiled slightly and sat down beside her.

There was lingering fear, not just from the foreign realm supremes, but from the Tai Gu Lu itself—the collapsing Tai Gu Lu. Thinking back, it felt like a brush with the gates of hell.

Yao Chi linked her arm with Ye Chen's, resting her cheek on his shoulder, gazing with him at the vast starry sky.

In the depths of night, Ye Chen brought the sleeping Zao Hua Shen Wang.

After that, he drew some blood from him.

Then, he released a Dacheng Sheng Mo.

Yao Chi was startled; she had no idea that inside Ye Chen's Hun Dun Ding, there were over a dozen Sheng Mo sealed, including one Di Dao Sheng Mo.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen had drawn a strand of Zao Hua force, along with Sheng Ti origins and Sheng Mo origins.

Under his control, the Zao Hua force, Sheng Ti origins, and Sheng Mo origins slowly fused, weaving into a mysterious divine power—an origin force more refined than the Sheng Ti's and purer than the Sheng Mo's, shimmering with ancient light.

Yao Chi watched, her delicate brows furrowed slightly. She knew from years ago that Sheng Mo could devour Sheng Ti, but not vice versa. Yet, with Zao Hua force added, they had fused.