Chapter 2960: Saint Body, Intermediate Emperor

Chapter 2960: Sheng Ti Mid-Tier Emperor

At night, Yu Nü Feng was peaceful and serene.

On the mountain peak, Ye Chen stood tall and imposing, holding a strand of the fused power of Sheng Mo and Sheng Ti in his hand, examining it closely. He was deeply curious about the effects of Zao Hua Shen Li, a truly heaven-defying divine force.

After a long while, he raised his hand and drew out another wisp of Zao Hua Shen Li from the Zao Hua Shen Wang's body. Then, he placed his palm on the crown of the fully realized Sheng Mo's head and activated Tun Tian Mo Gong.

Howls of agony erupted immediately. The fully realized Sheng Mo's face twisted in pain, unable to move as Ye Chen forcefully devoured its origin, the Sheng Mo bloodline power, and everything else with his demonic technique.

Ye Chen showed no mercy, his demeanor cold and unfeeling.

As Tun Tian Mo Gong operated, the Sheng Mo's sacred body withered visibly before the eyes. Meanwhile, Ye Chen's own sacred body was enveloped in a layer of extremely demonic radiance. Enhanced by Zao Hua Shen Li, the origins and bloodline powers of Sheng Ti and Sheng Mo fused perfectly, making the mysterious force even more refined.

Looking at Ye Chen now, he was not only shrouded in demonic radiance but also exuded a more demonic aura overall. His cascading hair shifted back and forth between pitch black and crimson red. Though he hadn't fully transformed, rolling demonic energy surged from him, causing even Ji Ning Shuang to furrow her brow.

"Interesting."

Ming Di covered his face, his imperial eyes gleaming brightly.

Dao Zu put away his fishing rod and stood with his hands behind his back, gazing toward Yu Nü Feng. From ancient times, Sheng Ti had always struggled to fuse with Sheng Mo, but Ye Chen seemed to have found the key—using Zao Hua Shen Li to balance and merge the two origins.

Ah!

As the two emperors watched, piercing screams echoed across Heng Yue.

The fully realized Sheng Mo was completely obliterated by Ye Chen's overwhelming power. Its origin, primordial spirit, divine treasury, Dao roots, and bloodline power all became nourishment for Ye Chen's Sheng Ti, providing the utmost enhancement.

Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly, quietly sensing and internally examining his body. With the Sheng Mo's nourishment integrated, his Sheng Ti origin became even more refined, and his already surging vital energy grew even more majestic.

In a way, he was now showing signs of bloodline regression. Whether his primordial spirit or origin, both had been tempered to greater purity, as if he were glimpsing another realm.

This was undoubtedly a heaven-defying transformation.

"Not bad."

Ye Chen opened his eyes and murmured with a smile. After devouring a fully realized Sheng Mo, he felt like an entirely new person, as if undergoing a rebirth. Once he fully transformed, it would surely shake the heavens and earth.

Tasting the benefits, Ye Chen released the second Sheng Mo.

The Sheng Mo's expression was one of sheer terror, its face deathly pale, completely devoid of its former arrogance. The way it looked at Ye Chen was like staring at a demon, its soul trembling in fear.

Ye Chen said nothing and placed his palm on the Sheng Mo's head.

Once again, roars and howls filled the air. The Sheng Mo suffered immensely, its once-vigorous vital energy drained away by Ye Chen until it became a desiccated corpse, then turned to ash.

After devouring two in succession, Ye Chen didn't stop and continued.

By the time he finished the third, his bloodline power and Sheng Ti origin had become even more refined. Though he was just one person, his body echoed with the sound of dragon roars—deep, resonant, and ethereal.

Bathed in starlight, his sacred body shone as brightly as the blazing sun, radiating light that made even Yao Chi's heart quiver. It was as if his Sheng Ti had been forged from pure gold, etched with an indestructible force.

"Truly a bloodline regression."

Dao Zu murmured softly, his eyes narrowing slightly as if he had glimpsed some clues. The Sheng Mo seemed like a mystical key, unlocking the treasures of the Sheng Ti bloodline and pushing it step by step toward its ultimate source.

At the peak of Yu Nü Feng, the third fully realized Sheng Mo had already been released.

Ye Chen went about his task methodically, drawing blood from the Zao Hua Shen Wang while extracting Zao Hua Shen Li, all while devouring the Sheng Mo. His demonic sacred body made Yao Chi feel a momentary daze, giving her a sense of unfamiliarity with him.

"The first Sheng Ti to achieve emperor status truly has special privileges."

Ming Di stroked his beard, his words laden with deeper meaning.

He was certain that if this were Di Huang, it couldn't be done. Even with Zao Hua Shen Li, Di Huang wouldn't be able to devour Sheng Mo, simply because Di Huang and Ye Chen were different. Ye Chen was the first in the Sheng Ti lineage to attain the Dao, and only he had the right to devour Sheng Mo.

Dao Zu did not refute his words.

If the ancient Heavenly Court Female Emperor were here, she would say the same. Ye Chen's path to emperor had not only created a myth but also pioneered an unprecedented immortal river. By touching taboos and emerging from them reborn, such a heaven-defying individual naturally received rewards.

Ah!

Amid the anguished screams, the third Sheng Mo met its end.

The cries were so harrowing that they awakened many from their dreams. Numerous people rubbed their eyes and stepped out of their rooms, gazing toward the peak of Yu Nü Feng. When they saw the scene, their hearts trembled instantly.

"If I'm not mistaken, that's Ye Chen."

Xiao Ling Wang stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"If I'm not mistaken, that's a Sheng Mo."

Xie Yun stood with his hands behind his back, his expression profoundly serious.

"If Grandpa isn't mistaken, Ye Chen is devouring the Sheng Mo."

Si Tu Nan's eyes widened as he watched it all clearly.

Gulp!

Many people swallowed hard in secret. Ye Chen was incredibly domineering. A fully realized Sheng Mo was like a weak ant before him, being devoured one after another to nourish his Sheng Ti.

So, Ye Chen was truly exceptional. The Sheng Ti that had achieved emperor status was terrifying, and what he was doing now was absolutely unprecedented and unrepeatable. He was the first to dare devour Sheng Mo.

Ah!

Under the moonlight on Yu Nü Feng, the screams did not cease. Not only were people in Heng Yue awakened, but passersby near Heng Yue also turned their gazes, the howls making their hair stand on end.

The Dong Huang Female Emperor gently waved her hand, isolating the outside world.

Ye Chen's expression remained indifferent as he devoured one Sheng Mo after another. Whether he was a god of slaughter, the world didn't know, but he was undoubtedly a fearsome demonic god. The more he devoured, the stronger his demonic aura became.

Yu Nü Feng was now enveloped in demonic energy.

Beyond that, ancient visions frequently manifested, so obscure that even imperial eyes struggled to see clearly. In the chaos, a massive humanoid figure could be seen, towering like the heavens.

"Ye Chen."

Yao Chi parted her lips slightly and whispered his name. The Ye Chen before her was so demonic that it felt alien.

"I have it under control."

Ye Chen smiled, though his aura was demonic, his mind remained clear, without a trace of bloodlust. This only made him more intimidating, even his imperial Dao sound resembling a demonic echo.

After devouring the ninth Sheng Mo, Ye Chen seemed to touch a certain barrier—the threshold of mid-tier great emperor. But it was only a touch; whether he could break through depended on his own fortune.

Suddenly, fresh blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. His once ruddy face turned pale in an instant, and his sacred body was overlaid with terrifying killing intent, making even Yao Chi frown.

"Super-time-space assassination."

Ming Di narrowed his eyes slightly, as if sensing something. In the future, some extremely fearsome existence must have launched a cross-time-space attack on Ye Chen. This had happened to him several times before.

Thus, Ye Chen's existence held greater significance than imagined, great enough to drive future supreme beings mad. Otherwise, they wouldn't defy the laws to kill him across time and space.

"Do you really think I'm still the minor cultivator I once was?"

Ye Chen snorted coldly and mobilized the power of time and space, tracing the attack back and counterstriking for the first time since experiencing these assassinations.

Ugh!

In the void, a muffled groan echoed, likely from the one who had tried to assassinate Ye Chen, now suffering the backlash of time and space.

"Good kid, well done."

"The you of the past was truly outstanding."

Besides the groan, cheers and sighs of admiration came from the void, from beyond this time and space. From the voices, one sounded a lot like Ye Chen, and the other like Zhao Yun—truly a pair of cross-time-space allies.

"You've given me another opportunity."

Ye Chen chuckled coldly and glanced at the void. Though he didn't know who was attacking him across time and space, this assassination had indeed been an opportunity, deepening his understanding of time-space laws in those moments.

Given enough time, he would surely comprehend time and space fully.

Withdrawing his gaze from the void, he released the final Sheng Mo, its eyes filled with fear.

"Have a safe journey."

Ye Chen said calmly and once again activated Tun Tian Mo Gong.

Once the Sheng Mo was devoured, Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly and remained still for a long time. When he opened them again, his ancient Sheng Ti trembled violently, golden light radiating outward and dispersing the surrounding demonic energy. That was the malicious, resentful, and evil thoughts of the Sheng Mo, expelled as impurities, leaving only the purest essence.

"Come on, it's your turn."

The Chaos Cauldron trembled lightly, as if understanding, and spat out the emperor-level Sheng Mo. This one was no ordinary fully realized Sheng Mo; if devoured, its owner might truly advance.

Ye Chen responded indifferently. Looking at the emperor-level Sheng Mo, his expression showed no joy, anger, or hatred. As the finale, it had to be saved for last—the emperor-level Sheng Mo was what he truly wanted.

"One day, you will die a horrible death."

Compared to the fully realized Sheng Mo, this emperor-level one had more backbone. Its eyes held no fear; instead, it smiled mockingly, its lips curling into a playful arc.

"I'm waiting."

Ye Chen replied flatly and placed his palm on the Sheng Mo's crown.

Ugh!

The Sheng Mo wasn't afraid, but it still felt the pain. Its howls were miserable as its emperor-level sacred body lost its vitality, withering inch by inch. Its origin, bloodline, primordial spirit—all were being devoured.

Tsk, tsk, tsk!

Ming Di clicked his tongue. An emperor-level Sheng Mo was no weaker than a Heavenly Emperor. Even he, at the peak of the emperor level, might not defeat a flawless emperor-level Sheng Mo in battle, let alone watch it being devoured.

For many years, the way Tian Ming and the two emperors looked at Ye Da Emperor had changed for the first time. In their eyes, Ye Chen had become a demonic god, shrouded in demonic power.

Ye Chen's mind wandered as the devoured power fused with his own. The emperor-level Sheng Mo was far superior to the fully realized ones—its divine force more refined, its origin and bloodline absolutely crushing them. Even the strands of emperor-level Dao laws hidden within were not spared, merging into his Chaos Dao.

Amid the roars, the emperor-level Sheng Mo was destroyed.

Ye Chen withdrew his hand and sat cross-legged, first shaking off the demonic energy enveloping his sacred body, then eliminating all impurities. After fusing with over a dozen fully realized Sheng Mo and devouring one emperor-level, the terror of his origin far exceeded the imaginations of the three emperors of heaven, earth, and man.

The heavens trembled, unable to bear his pressure. Even Yao Chi, standing beside him, was forced back half a step by his aura.

Gazing into the vast sky, divine colors burst forth, accompanied by visions. This was Ye Chen's great realm of Dao—chaotic and vast, with towering mountains, winding rivers, flourishing flowers and grass, and lush trees, all etched with incredible clarity by his Dao. It was not just sounds of the heavens but also full of spirituality, with threads of light like immortal rain falling from the sky, blooming into proud lotus flowers upon landing.

The scene at Yu Nü Feng was even more magnificent. Around him, divine dragons coiled through the nine heavens, phoenixes reborn in flames, white tigers roared toward the sky, and black tortoises forged immortal paths. The array of the four divine beasts was as grand as ever, far surpassing the past.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Ye Chen's sacred body vibrated continuously, layers of golden halos spreading in all directions. It was fortunate that Yao Chi had isolated the outside and Yu Nü Feng, or countless people would have suffered.

Only after some time did the visions fade, and the light around Ye Chen gradually receded into his sacred body. A mysterious and terrifying power lurked within him, so elusive that even Yao Chi's emperor-level insight couldn't capture it, only knowing it made her heart palpitate.

The world finally returned to calm. Ye Chen, sitting cross-legged, had become like a stone-carved statue, dignified and serene, with his hair gently swaying, each strand infused with Dao essence.

Yao Chi did not disturb him and quietly stood guard, knowing he was in deep enlightenment. When he awoke, he would likely be a mid-tier emperor-level Sheng Ti. Devouring so many Sheng Mo wasn't enough for the breakthrough; the true path of the emperor's immortality lay in the Dao itself.

"It's gone quiet."

The people of Heng Yue tiptoed to look, but all they saw was a hazy blur, as no one could penetrate the Female Emperor's barrier.

"Just wait. When he comes out again, he'll be even more dazzling."

The little spirit child bit into a source stone, stating a profound truth.

As it was a truth, no one objected—or rather, they were already accustomed to it. Every major disturbance at Yu Nü Feng led to some great fortune, and for a prodigy like Ye Chen, it was nothing out of the ordinary.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed quietly.

In those three days, Ye Chen did not open his eyes or move. His enlightened mind still wandered in the great Dao.

On the fourth night, his form changed slightly. Originally youthful, he gradually aged, eventually becoming white-haired and bearded, with wrinkled skin and an aura of twilight.

By the sixth day, he reversed the process, from old to young, middle-aged, then youth, adolescence, and childlike, like a magic trick. It cycled from old to young and back again, repeating the transformation each time, with his emperor-level divine essence settling deeper, forging his origin into a vast sea.

On the ninth day, emperor-level visions appeared once more.

This day was a milestone. The ancient Sheng Ti, Ye Chen, shattered the invisible barrier, advancing from initial-tier emperor to mid-tier emperor, causing the entire realm of heavens to tremble.

In the void, lightning flashed and thunder roared, but it was not a heavenly tribulation—it seemed more like the wrath of the heavens, furious at Ye Chen's power and at this defiant individual who had gained another heaven-defying fortune.

In that instant, the foreign realm supremes on the ancient road—whether Tian Mo Di, E Mo Di, fully realized Sheng Mo, or emperor-level Sheng Mo—all instinctively glanced at themselves, feeling as if they had lost a trace of might and grown slightly weaker.

In contrast, Di Huang, Hong Yan, the God of War, and the remaining divine generals on the ancient road also looked at their own bodies, sensing an added thread of mysterious power.

"Next, it's his turn to play this game with you."

The ancient Heavenly Court Female Emperor opened her eyes and casually glanced at the vast sky. The strongest supreme being of all ages had, on this day, stepped back from being the player to a mere piece on the board, willingly becoming Ye Chen's pawn, for he could achieve what she could not.