Chapter 3032: Getting Screwed

Chapter 3032: Keng Si

Buzz!

The destruction meteorite streaked through the void, emerging from illusion and returning to illusion, perhaps just a fleeting traveler. Yet, for Ye Chen, it held significant value.

"Exterminate for me."

The First Sheng Mo roared in fury, his palm etched with dark demonic patterns. He struck Ye Chen with a devastating blow, and even with Ye Chen's profound foundation, his sacred body shattered, spilling brilliant golden blood.

"Die!"

Before Ye Chen could steady himself, the Second Sheng Mo was upon him. His demonic hand, like a divine blade, nearly cleaved Ye Chen in two.

Ye Chen fled, dragging his blood-soaked body in escape.

"Can you escape?"

Seeing Ye Chen wounded and his aura waning, the Second Sheng Mo sneered maliciously and pursued relentlessly, determined not to stop until Ye Chen was dead. Greed and desire clouded his judgment.

In his obsession, he overlooked the meteorite hurtling toward them.

Hmm?

The First Sheng Mo, mid-pursuit, suddenly furrowed his brow. He sensed the terrifying power carried by that meteorite. Even from a distance, the aura of destruction assaulted him, instilling fear in this Heavenly Emperor-level Sheng Mo.

Turning his gaze from the meteorite to Ye Chen, he saw the fleeing sacred body acting strangely—either out of madness or desperation—as Ye Chen charged headlong into the meteorite. It looked like suicide.

Suicide? Would he really?

The First Sheng Mo narrowed his eyes and instantly grasped Ye Chen's scheme. This wasn't suicide; it was a trap, meant to ensnare the Second Sheng Mo.

"Come back."

Realizing this, the First Sheng Mo shouted abruptly, warning the Second Sheng Mo not to fall for it.

No reminder was needed; the Second Sheng Mo had already sensed something amiss. That ordinary-looking meteorite exuded an overwhelmingly fearsome presence, its destructive aura alone being domineering.

Glancing at Ye Chen, who was now mere inches from the meteorite, the Second Sheng Mo saw that even before impact, the destructive force was already disintegrating Ye Chen's imperial body inch by inch. If it hit fully, Ye Chen would be obliterated on the spot.

In that instant, Ye Chen executed Yi Tian Huan Di.

The Second Sheng Mo, about to flee, was caught off guard and instantly swapped positions. In a flash, he found himself face-to-face with the meteorite, only an inch away.

His eyes widened in shock, his mind racing with thoughts. He realized Ye Chen's ploy—this was a setup to trap him!

"Damn it."

Amid his frantic thoughts, he cursed aloud.

Cursing aside, he had to evade! He attempted a heaven-defying escape technique, desperate to avoid the meteorite's collision.

But the meteorite's destructive aura was too powerful, disrupting the laws around him. His escape technique became useless; he wanted to dodge but couldn't.

Failing to evade meant a direct hit.

Thud!

What followed was gruesomely bloody. The mid-level Heavenly Emperor Sheng Mo was pulverized into a mist of blood by the meteorite in an instant. Even the scattered blood light was ground into nothingness, leaving neither his primordial spirit nor his true form intact.

Ah!

The Second Sheng Mo wailed in agony, his cry piercing and full of despair. A mighty Heavenly Emperor-level Sheng Mo, who had never fallen in battle, was reduced to ashes by a mere stone—and all because of a trap.

The First Sheng Mo's heart trembled. Even as a bystander, his pupils contracted in horror. If he hadn't witnessed it, he wouldn't have believed the meteorite possessed such devastating power.

Thud!

Ye Chen spat blood, barely keeping his footing and nearly plummeting into the void. His entire body was enveloped in destructive energy.

He had succeeded in trapping the Sheng Mo, but he fared little better.

This scheme was his own doing, and he had risked everything. In the moment he used Yi Tian Huan Di, he nearly had his imperial body destroyed by the meteorite's aura.

In the end, he was gambling with his life.

If Yi Tian Huan Di hadn't moved the Second Sheng Mo, he would have been the one obliterated. The Second Sheng Mo couldn't withstand the destruction, and neither could he; it would have meant total annihilation of body and spirit.

Fortunately, he pulled it off.

To his surprise, the Second Sheng Mo wasn't completely destroyed. More precisely, a fragment of his primordial spirit lingered, reformed under the influence of his bloodline limits.

"Save me."

The Second Sheng Mo shrieked, his shattered primordial spirit fleeing toward the First Sheng Mo. He hoped to reconstruct a complete primordial spirit and then remake his physical form.

Sadly, the meteorite's collision had tainted him with its destructive aura, which continued to ravage him, intent on devouring his spirit. Only his bloodline limits kept him from instant dissipation. In this state, forget rebuilding his body—he could barely hold on against the destruction.

Without needing the plea, the First Sheng Mo was already charging in.

Ye Chen was faster, dragging his blood-drenched imperial body and gritting his teeth. He used Yong Heng to purge the destruction from his body while assaulting the Second Sheng Mo.

"Save me."

Spotting Ye Chen, the Second Sheng Mo's eyes filled with terror as he fled desperately. He couldn't be captured; it would mean certain death.

"No escape to heaven, no path to earth."

Ye Chen's voice was cold and solemn. Bearing the destruction himself, he pressed on, determined to eliminate the Second Sheng Mo. Only then could he have a chance to win.

Reaching out across the void, he seized the fleeing Second Sheng Mo. Without a physical form as an anchor, and being merely a fragmented primordial spirit, the Second Sheng Mo was easily caught.

"Exterminate!"

The First Sheng Mo arrived, his blade slicing through half of Ye Chen's imperial body, splattering the void with radiant blood.

Ye Chen didn't even glance back; he soared away.

During his flight, he invoked Tun Tian Mo Gong, forcibly devouring the captured Second Sheng Mo to replenish his own depleted energy.

Ah!

The Second Sheng Mo's wail was even more harrowing than before. He had dodged the meteorite's destruction only to meet his end in Ye Chen's maw. Though not the strongest Sheng Mo, he died in the most absurd way—frustrating and humiliating to the last.

"You deserve to die."

The First Sheng Mo raged, matching Ye Chen's speed with his divine thunder step and pursuing through ancient dreams. Whenever he caught up, he unleashed destructive attacks.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Ye Chen was in utter misery, using Yong Heng's immortal power to eradicate the destruction within him. But he was left with only half a shattered imperial body, blood flowing freely and bones exposed, like a half-ruined fiend, terrifying to behold. If this continued without respite, he would follow the Second Sheng Mo's fate.

The First Sheng Mo, shadowing him closely, offered no such break.

Yet, heaven leaves no one without a way out.

Ahead loomed more destruction—this time, not just meteorites, but a vast field of them, accompanied by flying debris and stones forming a chaotic destructive current, sweeping in relentlessly.

Upon seeing it, the First Sheng Mo halted abruptly.

With the bloody lesson fresh in mind, he felt fear and hesitation. One misstep, and he could become the next victim.

More than that, he feared Ye Chen's traps.

Because of his pause, Ye Chen gained a moment to breathe. Just before the destructive current hit, he forcibly escaped to safety.

"Where do you think you're going?"

The First Sheng Mo bellowed in anger, circling around the current to resume his chase. From his body, beams of demonic light shot out, transforming into demonic blades, war spears, and swords, hurtling toward Ye Chen in a barrage.

Ye Chen bled profusely, his speed dropping.

"Die for me."

The First Sheng Mo blinked into range, thrusting a finger wreathed in divine light and infused with time laws, marked by dark demonic patterns. It pierced straight for the primordial spirit, an absolute killing strike.

Thud!

Imperial blood exploded as Ye Chen's shoulder bone shattered on the spot. But in the previous instant, he had shifted with his immortal evasion technique, redirecting the strike to his physical body instead of his vital spirit.

Thud!

The First Sheng Mo also took damage. In his pursuit, he landed the hit but was flung back eighty thousand li by Ye Chen's Ba Bu Tian Long strike.

Only then did the rumbling fade.

Ye Chen teetered unsteadily, barely able to stand. Yong Heng's light burst forth, desperately reconstructing his body while purging the lingering killing intent from the First Sheng Mo's strike.

In the opposite void, the First Sheng Mo steadied himself, his hair disheveled and his dark eyes bloodshot with rage and savagery. Like a monstrous demon, he gnashed his teeth and charged again.

Ye Chen forced himself upright, manifesting the Yong Heng Sword once more. Dragging his wounds, he met the First Sheng Mo in battle.

There was no retreat now; behind him lay a sea of destructive thunder, and on all sides, swirling voids. Only by fighting could he seize a chance at survival.