Chapter 2991

“Well done.”

Seeing Can Zhu getting hammered, Ye Chen was truly in high spirits, barely able to stand and leaning on his staff for support as he cheered. This situation was completely unexpected, and Di Sha’s demonic obsession was even more unimaginable.

The rumbling of the heavens finally fell silent for a moment.

Can Zhu stopped, his expression grim as he glared at Di Sha, his face contorted with ferocity and his dark eyes clouded with a layer of blood-red hue. He had taken two hits in a row, but it wasn’t a major issue—his Xue Ji sustained him. Still, the situation was unbearably frustrating; being backstabbed by his own ally was truly nauseating.

Nu Di also halted, not daring to act rashly, her gaze fixed on the two of them.

Like her, Di Sha didn’t attack further, merely grinding his teeth and staring at Can Zhu with a savagely violent look, his mind almost devoid of clarity. If Can Zhu hadn't interfered, he likely would have already destroyed Ye Chen.

“Despite his stance, he’s a pitiable figure.”

Nu Di didn’t speak the words aloud, but her demeanor clearly conveyed this sentiment toward the Tian Di Sheng Mo, Di Sha.

Her thoughts were exactly what Ye Chen had in mind.

As the saying goes, every hateful person has a pitiful side, and Di Sha was a prime example. Once a mighty Tian Di Sheng Mo who commanded the universe, he had become fixated on a fleeting opportunity, allowing his obsession to escalate into a full demonic barrier. Now, he was nothing short of a madman, even turning on Can Zhu, showing he no longer recognized kin or allies.

“This is truly interesting.”

The Shen Jiang in the cauldron and the crowd of emperors in the small world watched with utter bewilderment, clueless about the situation.

“You have fallen into a demonic barrier; awaken at once.”

Can Zhu snorted coldly once more, sending a mental transmission to Di Sha infused with a calming technique.

Regrettably, it was useless—Di Sha’s demonic obsession ran too deep.

Precisely because of this, Can Zhu dared not make a move. If he targeted Ye Chen again, he would surely face Di Sha’s assault, and with Nu Di watching him like a hawk, he would be fighting two at once.

The situation was incredibly awkward.

Yet, Can Zhu’s original intent remained unchanged. Killing Ye Chen would be easy; he was confident he could withstand an assault from both Can Zhu and Nu Di to eliminate the Sheng Ti. But he had to do it right, ensuring a single, decisive strike.

The tranquility was terrifying, as if the very fabric of the universe were on the verge of solidification.

Nu Di didn’t let her guard down, ready at any moment to intervene or unleash a thunderous kill.

As for Di Sha, his demonic nature was even more pronounced.

His goal was simple: anyone who touched his opportunity would face his wrath.

In the brief calm, Ye Chen wasn’t idle.

He had steadied himself, his shattered bones reformed under the support of Yong Heng, and he was preparing to escape. He couldn’t afford to die. Though he was just a minor soldier, his significance was immense—the supreme being of the Sheng Ti lineage existed for this very purpose, and even a small fry like him could hold back Di Sha.

“Die!”

The prolonged silence was shattered by Can Zhu’s words. He lunged forward in an instant, crossing the vast expanse with a single step and thrusting a finger through the void toward Ye Chen. It was a terrifying strike, its power devastating everything in its path.

“Damn it.”

As expected, when Can Zhu moved, both Di Sha and Nu Di followed suit, unleashing destructive palms.

Spurt! Spurt!

Two bursts of blood light flashed brightly as Can Zhu took two more hits—one from Nu Di and one from Di Sha. His indestructible demonic body exploded, but thanks to his Xue Ji, it reformed instantly.

Spurt!

This blood light was dazzling with golden radiance, erupting in the eastern sky.

It was Ye Chen, with half of his Sheng Ti body obliterated.

Can Zhu’s attack was too powerful; his finger had locked onto Ye Chen. Though Ye Chen forcibly dodged, he still caught the residual wave. Even that mere aftermath was beyond his ability to withstand, as a wisp of dark killing intent shattered his Sheng Ti.

“Good kid.”

Can Zhu’s ferocity intensified; he had underestimated Ye Chen. His peak strike hadn’t managed to destroy him.

He wanted to follow up with another palm.

Unfortunately, Di Sha and Nu Di gave him no chance, landing blows that made him spit blood.

“I’d like to see how long you can protect him.”

Can Zhu gritted his teeth, his anger surging. He didn’t specify whether he was addressing Nu Di or Di Sha—it didn’t matter. His purpose remained the same: no matter what, he had to eliminate Ye Chen. Without that minor Sheng Ti, Nu Di would likely have been destroyed already, and he wouldn’t have been hit so many times.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Nu Di vanished in a step of Yong Heng, crossing the void to block his path.

“Get out of my way!”

Can Zhu roared furiously, surging with overwhelming demonic energy like a demon god, his palm piercing through the vast cosmos.

Nu Di staggered back, her immortal body stained with blood.

Can Zhu fared no better; after repelling Nu Di, he was struck by Di Sha’s palm.

Nu Di abruptly halted her retreat, deploying Yong Heng Dao principles to attack Can Zhu.

At the same time, Di Sha’s assault arrived. Lost in his demonic barrier, his combat power hadn’t diminished—in fact, it had surged, even surpassing Nu Di’s momentum. His attacks were extraordinarily dominant.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The sky collapsed amid flashes of lightning and thunder. Unwittingly, Can Zhu was now facing two opponents alone.

“This is really something.”

Ye Chen chuckled dryly, his mouth twitching occasionally. This situation was beyond his expectations.

If even he felt that way, the Shen Jiang and the emperors were even more stunned.

Their faces were etched with two clear words: utter confusion.

And that was exactly right.

What started as a deadly standoff had flipped everyone’s worldview. What on earth was going on?

“From what I can divine, Di Sha is the type who values his obsessions over friends.”

The God of Fate acted like a mystic again. With Di Sha and Nu Di teaming up, they were truly unbeatable.

“Honestly, those two don’t make a good pair.”

Long Ye crossed his arms, his expression meaningful. He was joking—Nu Di belonged to his Ye Chen.

“Watching this, it’s damn painful.”

Ren Wang stroked his beard, referring to Can Zhu. He kept trying to get to Ye Chen but was constantly blocked, only to be hammered relentlessly by Nu Di and Di Sha, his demonic bones and blood scattering across the sky.

“There must be some hidden story here.”

The emperors’ gazes grew even more profound, focusing mostly on Ye Da Di. That Tian Di Sheng Mo saw the minor soldier as something valuable, evident from Di Sha’s demeanor.

“Beyond expectations.”

Amid the battle, Nu Di murmured to herself. She never imagined she would end up joining forces with Di Sha to attack Can Zhu.

Since it was unexpected, it was a pleasant surprise.

As for her, she would attack Can Zhu but wouldn’t take Ye Chen into her small world. If she did, she would be the one surrounded—Di Sha, who even fought Can Zhu, wouldn’t show mercy to a woman.

In the end, it all came down to Ye Chen’s existence.

Di Sha viewed him as an opportunity that no one could touch; Can Zhu saw him as a threat he desperately wanted to eliminate.

This created two extremes.

And this extreme needed to be exploited well. The current situation was ideal; exterminating Can Zhu would be even better.

Nu Di understood this logic, and so did Ye Da Di.

An emperor’s intellect was sharp. Precisely because of that understanding, Ye Chen didn’t dare move recklessly. He stood firm in the void, like a spear planted in place. He had realized that if he moved, all three would follow.

So, staying put was the smart choice—he couldn’t wander off carelessly.

His intellect was online, but Can Zhu’s mind was not. From the first time he was struck, he hadn’t grasped the situation. Knowing Di Sha no longer recognized allies, he still provoked him. He thought he could deliver a killing blow, but he had underestimated this Sheng Ti and brought disaster upon himself.

As for Can Zhu, how could one word—melancholy—describe him?

This was supposed to be a deadly trap! How had it devolved into this mess? He was the one being ganged up on, and one of his opponents was supposed to be an ally. This kind of battle was truly a first for him.

“Damn it, truly damn it.”

Even the mindset of a Tian Di supreme couldn’t help but curse. It was mainly because he was getting beaten to a pulp. Nu Di was terrifying, and the demonically obsessed Di Sha was even more ruthless. He hadn’t realized that Nu Di and Di Sha together could be this formidable, leaving him unsteady and his indestructible Xue Ji boundary on the verge of collapse.

He should regret it—regret meddling in the first place.

Now, he was caught in this chaotic brawl, with Nu Di chasing him and Di Sha doing the same.

“I will destroy you.”

Can Zhu channeled all his raging fury toward Ye Chen. That minor Sheng Ti had to die.

With that, he stepped out beyond the heavenly barrier.

This heavenly barrier on the Taigu Road had been forged by him and Di Sha over eight thousand years, specifically to trap Nu Di. They could enter and exit freely, but she could not.

Sure enough, Nu Di was blocked outside.

Though she couldn’t leave, Di Sha could. Lost in his demonic barrier, he locked onto Can Zhu, making it clear: dare to touch his opportunity, and it was a fight to the death.

Spurt!

Can Zhu spat out a mouthful of old blood, unsure if it was from injury or rage. It was infuriating beyond words.

Furious as he was, he still had business to attend to.

Outside the barrier, he no longer faced two opponents—just Di Sha.

Thus, positioning became crucial.

The key was to avoid direct confrontation and find an opening to kill back into the barrier and eliminate Ye Chen.

This little scheme was crystal clear to Nu Di, who had already positioned herself near Ye Chen.

Ye Chen, too, remained vigilant, layering on various protective secret arts. He couldn’t afford to die.

Boom! Boom!

The barrier was silent, but outside, it was chaotic. The two Tian Di Sheng Mo were making a racket, with Can Zhu fleeing ahead and Di Sha pursuing relentlessly, their pressure so intense it made the void rumble continuously.

What could be said? Watching two Sheng Mo fight was quite the spectacle.

Can Zhu said nothing, his eyes flashing as he crossed a mountain range and instantly killed back into the heavenly barrier. He only needed a moment to confidently eliminate Ye Chen and complete his mission.

Buzz!

A dark sword spirit flew from Can Zhu’s forehead—it was his Yuan Shen sword, carrying world-shattering might, aimed straight at Ye Chen through the void. It ignored his defenses, targeting his Yuan Shen true form.

Ye Chen shuddered, feeling a chill throughout his body.

Can Zhu’s Yuan Shen attack was too powerful; it locked him in place. The sword hadn’t even arrived, yet his Sheng Ti was cracking, and the stabbing pain in his Yuan Shen was ice-cold to the extreme. In that instant, it was as if he had plunged into the Jiu You Huang Quan.

“Do you really think I’m just decoration?”

Nu Di said calmly, using a heaven-defying immortal technique to shift Ye Chen to another realm.

Spurt!

Can Zhu’s devastating strike missed Ye Chen and instead hit him, courtesy of Di Sha’s palm.

In the same instant, Nu Di struck, her finger piercing through his chest.

Boom! Boom!

The earlier scene repeated: failing to kill Ye Chen meant Can Zhu was surrounded again.

Perhaps the battle’s fluctuations were too great, causing chaos in the universe.

The chaos didn’t matter, and neither did the three Tian Di, but Ye Chen was swept out of the heavenly barrier by a mysterious force. This barrier could trap Nu Di but had no hold on the unseen forces of the universe. Though it couldn’t shake the three Tian Di, it easily swept Ye Chen away to an unknown distance.